'Tis De-sama here. This is to replace my other story that is now up for adoption.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto....GOSH!

Chapter One: Revelation

Uchiha Sasuke watched confusedly as doctors bustled around him. They were all to busy to notice him standing there and even as he cried for his mother, no one stopped to offer him a lollypop to make him feel better. Sasuke crossed his arms with a pout. Why wouldn't anyone acknowledge him?! More doctors flooded into the room while shouting orders at the ones already there.

The whirls of white darted back and forth in all directions before settling around a metal table that Sasuke hadn't noticed before. The orders came faster now as people requested tools and assistance in 'holding back this flab of skin' or 'checking to see if that was infected.'

Sasuke tried his best to see the body lying on the table. He knew there had to be. His mother watched TV shows like this all the time. He could remember how his mother always cried during these scenes and when he asked her why she always answered: "Your mother is a sap sasu-chan, deal with it." Then she would wink and Sasuke would get confused.

After awhile he figured it was something he would automatically understand when he was older and no loner pushed the subject. Sasuke walked up to one of the nurses. (They looked a little less intimidating then the doctors currently wielding dangerous tools) He tugged lightly on the hem of her uniform. "Hey, who's that? What's your name? Have you seen my mommy?"

No response.

He tried to sneak a peek himself but the white clad bodies were clustered to close together.

"He's losing blood fast, I can't stop it!"

Sasuke stood on his tiptoes to try to get a better view.

"I can't believe his older brother would do something like this to him. He's only eight years old! And the boy looked up to him so much…"

Was that it? The person on the table was getting all this attention because he was eight and had an older brother?

"I'm eight too!" Sasuke exclaimed while puffing out his chest with pride. He even held up eight fingers to show he knew how to count. "And my brother is thirteen!" Still nobody spared him a single glance. He glared at the crowd of people fiercely. If they wouldn't noticed him naturally, then he would make them.

With out thinking, he began pulling wires and knocking over machines. He tipped over the heart monitor (Although he had no idea what it was at the time) and watched with satisfaction as it clattered to the tiled floor. A few doctors and nurses left the swarm of white to hover around the fallen machine. This gave him room to squeeze between the larger bodies. He felt the victorious smile leave his face when he finally got a good look at the body on the table.

"Uchiha Sasuke

Time of Death: 3:03 AM

Cause of Death: Multiple stab wounds to the stomach."

'Being dead was much different then being alive.' Sasuke realized. The rain pounded onto his small form but he wasn't wet, and howling winds blew harshly but not even his hair rustled. He watched his mourning family in silence. They shed so many tears on his behalf, yet he not one on theirs. The sun had just splattered the sky with different shades of pink and orange but he just could not bring himself to call it beautiful.

"My emotions," Sasuke whispered in an almost desperate manner, "they're gone."

He wanted to feel anger towards his brother for doing this to him. He wanted to feel his heart ache for his grieving mother, but he just…couldn't. The heavy rain morphed into a light snowfall. He knew the very moment that they gracefully dropped his casket into the ground that he was going to live again.

Even if it took one eternity.

It wasn't long before Sasuke figured out there were other spirits hanging around besides just him. Still, none shared his same passion for living again. They even went as far as to belittle him for it. For some reason the were content with just wondering the earth as forgotten spirits the rest of their existence. The young spirit stayed huddle in the corner of a damp alley. (Contrary to popular beliefs, spirits prefer them over graveyards and abandoned buildings) Other spirits shuffled around him much like the doctors had eight years ago, the day he died.

Sasuke watched the interaction going on around him with a blank face.

"Then he said---blue!"

"Kids and their weird fashions. Why, back in my days you would never find a lady wearing britches!"

Of course, this gossip paled in comparison to the Seldon sisters. They lived to gossip and still haven't given up their unhealthy obsession in the afterlife. They always returned with news on the spirit's families and how they were doing. Of course, they never brought any back on Sasuke's.

In fact, they could be considered enemies. (Although it was very much a one-sided thing seeing as Sasuke lost his emotions long ago) 'Speak of the devil.' Sasuke thought even though his face remained unchanged.

"Yeah, we checked up on the seer today!"

The first sister exclaimed just loud enough for the entire alley to hear her. Nobody could ever tell them apart because they looked so much alike. (If you try to tell them this to their face, they will claim you're blind just so they can say you're wrong)

"You mean the one that can see spirits?" Seldon sister number two asked just as loudly. She tried to act shocked, like she wasn't there during the confrontation when she had indeed had. Still the other spirits (They had all lost any respect Sasuke still held for them) hung on to every word.

"Yep, to bad she wants nothing to do with us dead folk!"

They both burst into a fit of giggles. Sasuke watched as the rest of the alley joined suit with a slight jealousy. It wasn't fair, how come they got to laugh and he didn't?

"Do you know where I can find said girl?"

Somehow, everyone heard his whisper through all the roars of laughter. Silence fell over the alley as they all looked towards him in awe.

"Did he just speak?"

"Impossible!"

The Seldon sisters looked at each other with smug looks. They could just withhold the information, but how much fun would that be? It would be much better to just watch him crash and burn.

"You can find the seer at The Academy for the Arts, but you'll need all the help you can get!"

"She's a painter!" The other called.

With one last unison laugh, the disappeared out of the mouth of the alley. Sasuke was not fazed by their words. This seer, whoever they were was possibly the only chance he had and he would not let some prejudice get in his way.

He would live again.

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