If you're rereading this don't get confused, I just stuck my second chapter along with my first, now, read on! Itasasuyes.
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Believe in nothing. Trust no one.
Two people. So many lies.
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7-year-old Uchiha Sasuke, upon seeing his older brother, would run up to him smiling, and giving him a hug, no matter how much blood was on Itachi's body.
12-year-old Uchiha Sasuke, upon seeing his older brother, would run up to him, Chidori at hand, with full intentions to kill.
Things change drastically over the years.
But now, Sasuke is neither seven nor twelve, he's sixteen years old. He's changed, leaving Otogakure right before he was fifteen, killing Kabuto and fleeing from Orochimaru. And now, when he sees Itachi again for the first time in three years, he doesn't rage or curse and try to kill in vain. He doesn't smile or show any form of affection, he hasn't for a long time. Sasuke merely walks towards Itachi, prepared, calm and waiting for him to make a move.
"Show me how much you've improved." Itachi says, emotionless as always.
Gladly. He's been gone for so long. Sasuke can hardly remember Konoha, his past, the place he once called home. He could no longer remember his classmates, Sakura's hair had dulled over the years he'd been gone. Memories of the Uchiha Estate were scattered and unfocused. And Itachi... He hadn't heard his voice, hadn't seen his face, for so long. The impassive tone, his black hair, which had grown even more over three years, Sasuke doubt that Itachi even cut it. But he could clearly remember Itachi's eyes. Those deep, red unreadable eyes, they never left his mind for a moment.
Itachi looks over the young man in front of him. The boy had grown, more muscle, taller, and... Itachi's eyes showed off the merest bit of amusement. Still as feminine looking as ever.
Without a sound Sasuke disappears and reappears right behind Itachi, the cold back of a kunai pressing against his throat. Signaling they were to start, and with that their fight began. As their kunais clashed and justu attacked, Sasuke immediately saw that, even though he's gotten much stronger, so has Itachi.
Itachi was merciless in the end. Sasuke is improving, but at a far slower pace than he would like. "Still too weak, Sasuke." Itachi says quietly, almost wearily.
"I will kill you."
"I am aware, but when? It's almost as if you don't want to kill me." Itachi tilts Sasuke's chin, thumb wiping the trickling blood away. "You're the only one who can do it. The only one."
Itachi left, leaving a tattered Sasuke feeling bitter and slightly defeated. But then, he knew that he wouldn't be killing his brother this time round, he'd just hoped to match up to Itachi, just a little. He always leaves Itachi disappointed, and after all these years, he still couldn't help but want to make his older brother proud by fulfilling his wishes. Why does he want to die? But of course he went and did what Itachi wanted without question. Itachi always had a reason, a reason he never bothers to tell Sasuke and that's why Sasuke doesn't ask him anymore.
He stood up with difficulty. His blood has dried and he reaches a hand up to pick it off. Sasuke will kill him, he needs to, or Itachi would be disappointed again. He hates seeing the disappointed face of Itachi. Despite the fact he killed everyone, despite all of it. It was his brother's last wish and he intends on fulfilling it.
Train more. That's what I need to do. Sasuke sighs and lays back down against the tree trunk and on the blood-soaked grass, intent on some rest.
The only one...
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"Nii-san, you'll always love me, right?"
"What a foolish question. I'll always love you Otouto. Always."
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Sasuke opens his eyes. The same dream again. After so many years, the words that Itachi had said that day still replays inside his mind over and over again. Did he really mean it? Was this before he planned the deaths of their parents? Sasuke had too many questions and no answers. It was frustrating.
He stands up, pushing himself off of the tree he was leaning on and starts to walk. It's an illusion. He tells himself. His words, they mean nothing. Yet he still couldn't brush off the slight uncertainty inside him.
So he trains. He trains really hard. But everything that he does is robotic, he's making an effort but he's not improving at all, and Sasuke knows this. But there's nothing he can do, no way can he stop because... it's all he knows how to do.
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Hatake Kakashi rushes back from his mission, stopping abruptly as he hears the distant yelling of someone familiar. The silver-haired Jounin turns toward the voice, jumping swiftly from tree to tree.
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"S-Sasuke?"
Sasuke wheels around, seeing a shocked sharingan eye."Kakashi..."
He smiles behind his mask, "You've grown." He commented, making light conversation.
"Ah... and you've grown... old...er."Kakashi laughs.
"So, I don't suppose you'll ever come back."
"You know I can't." Sasuke's former teacher nods.
Just taking a look at that beautiful face was enough. He decided not to tell Naruto; he'd be all worked up even though the blonde knew Sasuke would never come back.'But... there's something different.' He thinks to himself. Somehow he felt like Sasuke was only pretending to be fine during their short meeting.
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Sasuke punches the unlucky tree nearest to him, smashing a hole through the trunk. Kakashi. One of the only people he wouldn't mind seeing again. He takes a deep breath and tries to concentrate on his training, taking out a few scrolls that he'd stolen from Orochimaru before he fled. After killing Itachi, he'd be free. Kill Itachi and see his old friends again, Kakashi, Naruto... and then his other mission, to revive his clan...
Sasuke stops in the middle of throwing a kunai. Could he? He couldn't imagine going back to Konohagakure and be accepted there, not after he'd betrayed them. Or maybe marrying Sakura and having children; he was a wanted criminal after all. But a better question was, would he? He couldn't visualize just settling back and doing all these things that he said he'd do. Plus, Sakura must have realized by now that there were great shinobi around that were deeply in love with her and Sasuke would not be needed. She wasn't stupid; she could find someone so much better than Sasuke and she probably knew that the amount of love she gives him isn't worth it.
After all this thinking, Sasuke comes to the puzzling conclusion: What will he do after Itachi is dead? After his life's goal is achieved, where will he be? He's never thought about it, but now since the question is inside his head, he's becoming anxious about his future.But then, it was just these kinds of thoughts that kept Sasuke from training and achieving. He would worry about all that after his brother is gone. He has to put Itachi's wish, and his revenge, first.
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Sasuke's eyes snap open as a kunai is thrown at him. He wheels around, seeing a sliver-haired man with glasses. The last time he'd seen those glasses was back in Orochimaru's lair and they had been covered in blood. 'He's alive?'"K...Kabuto?"
Kabuto smirked. "I think it's time you came back... Sasuke-kun."
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Reviews please
Now... I moved my rant down to the bottom so that people didn't need to read it…
I haven't felt like writing for such a long time... I tried reading some PWPs, and have to say... THEY SICKEN me. They make me want to gag and everything, it's kind of weird since I did and probably will write that stuff, not as strong, perhaps, I like fics with a storyline before they jump to the mindless sex. Looking at all of these new Itasasu fics I feel they lack originality. Using the same words applied when someone's in ecstasy, every porn fic is the same.
My assumptions were right, if there are no smutty scenes, your stories get less reviews, but I found that out in a few of my last fics. But I don't mind, really, because when I write these, I feel good about myself, proud of my descriptions that are at least somewhat different from others (not much though, the good ideas are always taken. . ) and the reviews are longer and people are giving me real support with suggestions and inspirations. I'm not implying that smut isn't good. I absolutely love itasasu and well, smut. It makes me giggle like a mindless fangirl. I admit it. It's just that we have no imagination and all ideas are used so many times, and when you've read itasasu for so long, you'll get sick of it. This is why I love the older fics from years ago, when it just came out. It's hard to get on my favourite authors list. Right, I won't go on more with my rant and let you read the rest of the story. I love you all.
-Saki
