Author's Note: Okay, this is not my first fanfiction, but it is the first I have posted on this site. I hope you enjoy it.

Warnings: Character Death, Gore, Spoilers, and possible lemons in the future.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

Chapter 1

I awoke to the sound of bustling medic-nin in and their crisp movements. A world of white greeted me as I opened my eyes. White lights, white sheets on the bed I lay in, white walls that gave the illusion of protection, and finally the white uniforms of the ones treating me. One of the medic-nin saw my eyes had opened and immediately spoke soothing words to calm me. Her words fell on deaf ears. How could I be calm when my entire clan had been murdered over and over again in the dreaded illusion world of Tsukuyomi? Yet it was not simply an illusion. It was a deathly reality that had claimed the lives of my clansmen. My brother, the one I loved above all others, had killed everyone I held dear. I felt…cold.

"Uchiha-sama," a voice broke through my thoughts. I turned my head slowly towards the voice to see a medic-nin looking at me. Seeing that he had my attention, the medic-nin spoke again, "We are going to need to do some diagnostic scans to make certain you were not harmed during the attack. You are going to see a green light and hear a humming noise. Please do not be alarmed."

I nodded my head showing that I understood. How could I not know the standard procedure of Medical Ninja? My father, mother, and brother had drilled me so many times on the procedures of the different ninja in Konoha that I could recite them in my sleep. The Medic-nin slowly placed his hands over my body, probing for any wounds. I nearly gasped when I heard the dull thrum of medical ninjutsu being performed. Thus I learned another shinobi lesson, to know something is not the same as experiencing it.

The medical ninjas left soon after they ran their diagnostics, proclaiming me to be physically fine. After they left, I made my way to the restroom attached to my hospital room. I relieved myself and then went to wash my face. Things were so different now. I was alone in the world. I stared at my reflection in the mirror over the sink, glaring at every inch of my face that even remotely resembled Itachi. As I glared, I noticed a flicker of red appear in my eyes. I gasped, startled, and the red disappeared. How could I have forgotten? As I had attacked Itachi, in a desperate attempt to kill him, I had awoken my sharingan. Memories came rushing back. A kunai thrown. A sword easily deflecting the projectile. A single tear rolling down the eye of my hated brother. A tear? Why did he cry? My brother was emotionless. Wasn't he?

"It matters not whether he felt regret for last night," I spoke after a moment. Uchiha Itachi had betrayed the Uchiha Clan, and for that he deserved to die. I looked in the mirror and smirked as my eyes slowly turned red.

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Hatake Kakashi grimaced as he observed the brutal scene before him. Uchiha Fugaku and Mikoto, the Uchiha Clan Head and his wife respectively, lay strewn across the floor of their bedroom. Their heads were lying next to them, severed from their bodies. It was his duty, as ordered by the Hokage, to make certain none of the bodies of the Uchiha Clan left the district. It would be devastating to Konoha should even a strand of Uchiha DNA fall into the hands of another village. Kakashi paused for a moment in reverence for the dead, and then proceeded to burn the bodies with a watered down version of the Great Fireball Jutsu.

The powerful Jounin walked out of the house, a great weight lifted off of his shoulders. The task was done. Still, something nagged the ANBU Captain. It was not like Itachi to leave a job half-done. Perhaps the Uchiha Prodigy had been so insane that he did not care about the Sharingan falling into the hands of another village.

"Whatever," Kakashi sighed. That was a matter for the Hokage to decide. The Jounin walked down the bloodied street with his hands in his pockets, whistling a tune as if without a care in the world.

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It had been three days since that night, and I was growing restless. I longed to get out of the hospital and practice what new skills the sharingan had given me. The Sharingan, Kekkei Genkai of the Uchiha clan, was one of the most of the most feared bloodlines in existence. Certainly everyone knew of its ability to copy any jutsu it saw, but it also gave other abilities. Abilities such as casting genjutsu with just the eyes. Abilities such as enhanced eyesight and deductive skills. There were mysteries of the sharingan even I did not know, but I was determined to find them out.

I felt sweat drip down my tiny seven year old back as I continued what little exercise I could perform in the small room.

"…Thirty-four…Thirty-five…Thirty-six…" I counted the number of sit-ups I had completed. My gut was burning, but still I did not stop. We were required in the academy to be able to do seventy-five sit-ups by the end of this year. I was aiming for two hundred.

Iruka-sensei, caring bastard that he was, had stopped by earlier that morning to give me his condolences. He had seemed shocked when I asked him for the homework I had missed over the past few days. Certainly he did not think that I would give up being a shinobi merely because of this? If anything, the massacre fueled my drive to become a powerful shinobi even further. My brother had been an ANBU Captain for a reason, and I knew I was nowhere near the strength required to even scratch him.

"…Fifty-eight…Fifty-nine…Sixty…" I collapsed on sixty; my stomach could do no more. I grimaced.

"Damn it!" Sixty was much too far away from two hundred. I had to get stronger!

"Ummm….Uchiha-sama," A voice interrupted my anger. I turned my head towards the door and nodded as I saw the nurse who had been treating me. What surprised me was the ANBU Ninja standing beside her.

"Yes?" I asked in a monotone voice. The ANBU stepped forward to answer,

"The Sandaime Hokage requires your presence, Uchiha-sama."

I nodded my head and followed the ANBU out of the hospital. As we walked, I mused over the honorific the ANBU had used. Uchiha-sama. Lord Uchiha. It saddened me to realize that I was now Head of the Uchiha Clan and now responsible for the restoration of my clan. That would mean taking several wives from very different gene pools. Thankfully, the Uchiha Clan had long since created a jutsu that prevented deformities in children born from intermarriage.

I shook my head. There would be time to deal with that later. Much later if I had anything to say about it. All the females I knew were mindless drones. Not a single one of them had an ounce of true talent. Whatever happened to the kunoichi of Senju Tsunade's caliber?

"We are here, Uchiha-sama," the ANBU spoke as we walked through the doors of the Hokage mansion. I thought for a moment about making some snide remark, but did not have the heart for it. As we walked through the mansion, I remembered the time I had begged Itachi to let me meet the Sandaime Hokage. He had hidden me in one of his backpacks right before a mission, and then I jumped out and surprised the Hokage. The old man had laughed and ruffled my onyx black hair before sending me home. That was the only experience I had ever had with the man.

Finally, we reached the doors to the Hokage's office. I took a deep breath, and entered the room. The old man looked exactly as I remembered him. He wore the robes and the wide-brimmed hat that marked him as the Sandaime Hokage, the most powerful shinobi and leader of Konoha. The man was said to have mastered over a thousand jutsu. It was he who had led Konoha through the horrors of the Third Great Shinobi War. And it was this man, Sarutobi Hiruzen, whose father I was named after. Sarutobi Sasuke, a god among shinobi. I could only pray to Kami that I would live up to the legacy of that name.

"Greetings, Hokage-sama," I bowed in respect to the leader of my village. It would not do to alienate the one who would be deciding my fate for a good portion of my life.

"Sasuke…" Hiruzen said in a sad voice. I looked at him and noticed a tear in his eye. That tear almost caused me to break down, but I was through crying. Crying would not kill Itachi. However, that tear endeared the Sandaime Hokage to me. To know that he would care so much about my clan to cry for them warmed my heart.

"I am truly sorry for your loss. I feel as though it is my fault that I did not see the insanity in Itachi. Please forgive me, Sasuke," the Sandaime Hokage begged, yes begged, of me. I did not know why, but I sensed that he was apologizing for more than just failing to see Itachi's insanity. I brushed it off. I was probably reading too much into things…

"Hokage-sama, my brother was an elite shinobi. Even you could not have seen his plans had he wished to keep them hidden from you," I finally said, accepting the Sandaime's apology.

"Thank you," Hiruzen said as he wiped the lone tear from his cheek. His face grew serious as he said,

"I promise you, Sasuke. Itachi will be brought to justice for his crime. Now, onto more trivial matters, we need to discuss who will run the finances of the Uchiha Clan until you are of age?"

I thought for a moment before asking,

"Who would you suggest could be trusted, Hokage-sama?"

"I would suggest Ichiraku Teuchi. He is a fairly successful businessman whom I trust implicitly. He retired from business several years ago and now runs a ramen shop near the Hyuuga District. Despite his retirement, I am sure that he would not mind running the finances of the Uchiha Clan until you are fifteen."

I nodded. I had visited the Ramen shop once before with Itachi. Even I, who intensely disliked ramen, found the meals there appetizing. The man had seemed trustworthy enough. His daughter was fairly nice as well.

"Ichiraku Teuchi is a good choice. Would you mind arranging a meeting for me with him, Hokage-sama?"

"I will do it right now. Ox!"

At the Hokage's words, an ANBU materialized beside the God of the Shinobi. The Sandaime Hokage whispered in the ANBU's ear and the ANBU disappeared in a swirl of leaves. I smirked internally as I recognized the jutsu as the Shunshin jutsu; shunshin was a technique that allowed the user to move quickly in any direction. The user would project his or her chakra to a certain point, and then their body would follow. I currently did not have the chakra control to perform the technique, but members of the Uchiha Clan had always been adept at the skill. My deceased cousin, Shisui of the Mirage, was so fast with the technique that many had mistaken his shunshin jutsu for the Flying Thunder God technique used by the former Yandaime Hokage.

"I have summoned Teuchi, Sasuke. Hopefully he should be here soon. Now onto another important matter; we need to decide on a place for you to live and a guardian."

At this my face grew dark. I did not need a guardian. Certainly I could take care of myself? The Third Hokage noticed my expression and said,

"If you wish, Sasuke, I could arrange for you to still live in the Uchiha District. All that land is yours now. Perhaps I could have a housekeeper come by once a day to cook for you and help you keep the place clean?"

I nodded. That was…acceptable.

"Also," the Sandaime continued, "I would like permission to visit you once a week. Just to check up on you?"

I nodded again. For the Sandaime Hokage to have an interest in me would be a good thing. Though I was young, I knew that whatever political power I could gain would benefit me in the long run. I thought briefly for a moment before asking,

"Would you mind training with me on those visits, Hokage-sama?"

The Sandaime Hokage smiled and nodded. I could see the thoughts running through his head. It would be politically beneficial to him as well to have the Uchiha Clan Head on his side. My future votes on the council would be most invaluable to him if the Sandaime was still Hokage by the time I turned fifteen.

I was about to ask a question about who he had in mind for my housekeeper, when I heard a knock on the door. I turned around and saw Ichiraku Teuchi and the ANBU Ox. The Ramen Shop Owner bowed and said,

"Greetings, Uchiha-sama, Hokage-Sama."

I bowed lightly towards Teuchi. I could tell by his bearing that this man had honor. The perfect person to be in charge of my finances and businesses until I could take care of them myself. The Sandaime spoke,

"Greeting, Teuchi. I have summoned you here on behalf of Uchiha Sasuke. Sasuke, if you would please?"

I nodded and turned fully towards the man.

"As I am too young to currently manage the wealth of the Uchiha, the Sandaime Hokage has recommended that you be the one to manage my wealth. I offer you this position. As an incentive, you will earn twenty percent of all the wealth you make with the Uchiha money. You will be given a house in the Uchiha District if you so desire, and will have my eternal gratitude."

I felt both men stiffen in regards to the generous proposition I had made Teuchi. The Uchiha Clan was quite wealthy, and twenty percent of all that wealth that could be earned would make Teuchi and his family quite wealthy as well. Then there was the fact that I had offered him a house in the Uchiha District. Never had a Non-Uchiha been allowed to live in the District. I was affording the man great honor and trust by doing this.

Both men quickly regain their bearings and Teuchi bowed, saying,

"You honor me great, Uchiha-sama. I accept."

I nodded and turned to the Sandaime Hokage,

"When can I expect you to visit, Hokage-sama?"

The Sandaime turned to me and replied,

"I believe Saturdays would work well for us. That gives you one week to get back into the routine of the Academy since tomorrow is Monday."

"Very well, Hokage-sama. May I be dismissed? I still need to catch up on the Homework I missed."

"Good luck, Sasuke."

"Thank you, Hokage-sama."

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I walked home in a daze. The politics of the day had drained me mentally. However, I would not let that stop me from training. I entered the Uchiha district and headed straight to the training ground. I immediately started another set of sit-ups and managed sixty-two. From there I did fifty push-ups and moved onto taijutsu. I punched and kicked the training post for close to three hours. Bruises formed along my arms and legs, but I ignored the pain. Pain was good. It mean I was growing stronger.

After several hours of training, I immediately went to the Uchiha Library. I had rarely visited the place, considering the place to be utterly boring. That had changed now. Every bit of knowledge I could gain would be vital to killing Itachi. I started at the very beginning of the Library with a scroll entitled "The Basics of Chakra."

I activated my sharingan and began to read. I could not keep my sharingan on for very long due to chakra exhaustion, but I managed to finish the scroll within thirty minutes. Another secret to the sharingan I discovered. Eidetic memory, the ability to remember everything in perfect detail. I smirked. That would be a vital tool in research and battle.

Finally it was time for sleep. A long day had been completed. My first steps towards my ultimate goal had been taken.

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