This Is War
Prologue
He prowled the halls, glaring predatorily at anyone who dared to catch his gaze, the crowd of petulant teens parting like the red sea by his unspoken command. He was hunting again. The dangerous gleam in his eyes ensured that he was not to be questioned. And when the boy snarled, the animalistic sound served to petrify some cocky brat who thought he could block a King's parade.
After all, that was what he was. Sasuke Uchiha was a king- there was no denying that. But it was argued that Itachi Uchiha was also a king in his own right, although he preferred to be called a God.
Sasuke only growled at the thought of his brother ruling alongside him- enough was enough. Itachi had finally pushed his limits. This world was too small for two kings. So now he was going to ensure that only one remained. And he was sure as hell that it was going to be him.
So when the punch he aimed at Itachi was intercepted by his elder brother's own punch, his intimidating, aloof gaze drilling into Sasuke's very soul, the younger Uchiha could not find it in himself to be terrified like in all their previous encounters. Sasuke was older now, and more powerful. He could take on his older brother- especially now that his determination was only fueled by his own, infamous hatred. This time, Sasuke was going to win.
Because this time, Sasuke was really, really pissed.
He faced his brother, foreheads nearly touching as they continued to glare so chillingly at their own flesh and blood. Their fists remained in contact, warring with each other, pushing at each other to prove their superiority. Both brothers didn't notice the crowd steadily forming around them, unusually quite for people anticipating a gruesome scene of violence- they didn't scream their usual demands for a 'fight!'.
Naruto and Kiba flanked Sasuke on both sides, the two troublemakers tagging along with their unspoken leader without further complaint; they were too busy anticipating their pay back.
Beside Itachi, Deidara and Sasori glared back. Naruto grinned; Ohh, it was so on.
Because this time, there seemed to be a reason for Sasuke's attack. The tension was palpable, the silence not to be trifled with. It was so quite, a dropped pin could be heard. Everyone held their breaths.
Sasuke made the first move, his words barely above a whisper. His words were so sharp, so angry, it could've cut through Itachi's very own demented soul.
But it served to enlighten everyone. They now knew what this sudden clashing was about- and because of that, what seemed like the whole school now knew that this fight was serious.
"I told you not to touch her"
When Itachi only smirked, Sasuke swung.
And suddenly, there was chaos.
