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xxXXxx Sasuke's POV xxXXxx
"Sasuke." I heard someone whisper my name. I must be dreaming. I'll just go back to sleep... "Sasuke." Wait. I know this voice. This voice... Mothers?
I cracked open an eye. With my newly obtained eyes, formerly Itachi's I looked around my room, still lying down. No one.
Who am I kidding. Mother is dead. Father is dead. Why did I bother looking? I turned and layed on my right side. I'll just sleep this off.
"Sasuke." This time is was fathers voice. I bolted upright. Mother and father were standing right in front of me. But that's impossible... They're dead. They've been dead for nine years.
I felt a tug at my heart. I never thought I'd see their faces again. They looked exactly the same, which is another reason they can't be standing in front of me.
I'm probably just hullucinating.
I laid back again and forced my eyes closed. I wanted just another glimpse of them again but I knew it would hurt.
"Sasuke? Please talk to us." 'Mother' Had begged. I swallowed hard. It was tough hearing your dead parents talk to you after nine years.
I opened my left eye to see if they were still there. And they were. I sat upright, after all, I had nothing to lose.
I couldn't look them in the eyes.
"Sasuke." My mother soothed while taking a seat on my bed beside me. I shuddered. It's been so long since I've hugged my mother.
"You aren't doing the right thing." Father said, his arms crossed like always.
"What am I not doing right?" I've been doing everything right. I killed Itachi, found out it was Konoha's fault and now I'm training to kill the elders. It was after all the elders fault my clan was dead.
Father sighed. If he wasn't impressed he can leave. I was doing fine since him and mother were killed.
"Leaving Konoha? And now you want to destroy Konoha." He said. Harsh as always.
"You know Itachi wouldn't want that." Mother said while putting her arm around me.
I bolted up to my feet. I'm not going to take shit from these fakes.
I flung my arm at them both, going right through them like a hollogram. And they disapeared. They were gone.
My legs gave in and I fell right onto my bed.
I brought my arm up to my face. A tear had ecaped from my eyes. And another, then another. How could this happen?
Now I was full blown crying. I shouldn't be crying. Why the hell am I crying? I'm grown up, I've moved on from my clans death, so I don't have a reason to cry.
Maybe it was Itachi's damn eyes, making me see this shit. I wiped the last tear and mother and fathers words hit me.
Itachi wouldn't want this. Then why am I doing it? Obviously mother and father were disapointed in me. The last thing I wanted to do was disapoint them.
Maybe I'll just go back to Konoha. Pursue my childhood dream of being chief of the Uchiha police force.
I just want them to be proud of me.