A/N: HI ! Thank you to those who bothered to open my fanfiction. It's my first one, so read it please. I'm actually inspired by great authors and wanted to write my own story. I hope ppl like it and yep, it takes place after shippuden. A few things u guys have to note b4 reading the story:

1. Kisame is alive.

2. There is no war...yet.

3. Majority of the rookie nine members is married and they also have a child (or children)

4. The story type may not be romance, but there is a little romance in this story. And there is going to be different POVs of different people. Including Sasuke….

5. There might be a few manga spoilers (but, c'mon, that's not going to stop u , right ..?)

6. The entire rookie nine members are now aged 28 or 30 the maximum.

7. After reading a few chapters, don't assume its sai/sakura. Sasusaku is the major pairing even if Sakura appears differently.

8. ENJOY!

DISCLAIMER: DONT OWN NARUTO. But I own a few made-up characters.

CHAPTER 1: COGNISANT

Another academy day had ended. I watched the students' race out of the academy building happily, completely oblivious to the piles of homework our sensei gave us. Most of the work he gave us was practical; like practicing shuriken jutsu and tai jutsu. It wasn't difficult.

Well, not for me, anyway.

All of the teachers already say that I am a genius. Outstanding. Quick to learn, and even some of them have said that I am worthy enough to be a chunin. My fellow classmates (or comrades; my teacher say) respect me. Adore me. But I have made only one friend and she's the hokage's daughter. She didn't come to school today. She had a cold. The boys all go out of their way to do things for me. They say I'm damn pretty with my pale, dark lavender hair and attractive eyes. But I'm not interested in dating them. They say I'm the only girl who doesn't fall for their looks. Why should I? I don't have time for petty or foolish stuff.

Because I have a goal in my life. And I need to get stronger in order to achieve it. And I will achieve it.

I ignored everyone's goodbyes to me as I walked out of the academy's gates and headed to the place where I lived. I think I heard my stepsister calling, but I won't turn around. I better get to mother's house. You might think its my home, but I would never call my stepfather's house my home. If home is where the heart breaks, then I could call it home. Imagine life with a mother who tries to ignore you and hides things from you and gives more attention to your stepsister and deeply loves your stepfather. Actually, they're not even step. My father wasn't my mother's husband. I get the feeling my mother really hates me and I can't blame her.

I was born out of a rape. That's what my mother told me. My father raped her and then fled away. My mother's friend told me that my mother wanted to get abortion, but for some reason she dismissed the idea. I really wish she had, though. I wouldn't have to suffer anything.

I trudged slowly, passing the shop stalls and loving the delicious smell some food stalls gave off. If only mother would give me some money like she does to my stepsister...

And then I saw him. The hokage of our village. Sitting with my friend, eating hot ramen. Ramen would probably make her cold better. I envy her a lot. She has a perfect family; complete with a mother from the great Hyuuga clan, a father who was considered a hero in the village and then made hokage. No family complications. No rapes. She was the spitting image of her father and even had his spiky yellow hair. I saw our hokage stroke her hair and then whisper something to her which made her laugh. He was the perfect friend, the perfect ...father.

I envy her more than you would ever guess.

I reached my mother's house and entered through the white door. I dropped my bag at a corner and took off my shoes and placed them on the side.

`` Estelle! `` My mother called. `` Is that you ?``

I didn't reply. Because I was not her favorite: Estelle.

`` Estelle? `` She called again.

She appeared in front of me.

`` Oh, its you, Rue. `` She said.

She smiled at me to hide the disappointment, but she knew I knew that it wasn't real. I never got her real smiles. I probably didn't deserve them anyway.

She started stroking her pink hair. `` I have food cooked for you. You can go eat. ``

`` Thank you. `` I said formally.

It was always formal with her. Like she was a stranger or something.

(Anyone but my mother)

I made my way toward the kitchen.

`` I made Tsukemen. Your favorite. `` She called cheerfully.

I smirked inwardly. My favorite? She really didn't know anything about me.

I sat down on the kitchen chair. After a few minutes the door slammed open.

`` Mom! I'm home! `` Estelle called.

My stepsister.

`` Estelle! I'm in my room, come here for a minute! `` Mother called her.

A bag was sent flying into the kitchen and the shoes were thrown to the side unsophisticatedly. Then the black-haired twelve-year old beauty threw her head inside the kitchen and flashed me a greeting smile. I wanted to smile back since she was the only one I could bear with in this household and actually talked to and liked. I tried, but as usual, I never returned her greetings. She then (as usual) ignored this and ran to mother's room.

I ate my helping of the dish. Then I remembered I had work to do.

I knew an old woman who lived a few blocks away from here. People said she was a sad soul, and lived all by herself and wouldn't let anyone visit her except a maid who sometimes came to her house to clean it or cook some food for the poor woman. People said they didn't trust her and thought she had many secrets to hide. One of them was that she was an Anbu of the sound village at some time...

And I used that helpless, old soul. Because that's who I've turned out to be. All these years I realized something and that was that nobody cared about my existence. I never existed in anybody's world. I had to fend for myself. So who knew what I was doing...

The door was opened once again and a pale, black-haired man entered.

`` Sakura! `` He shouted.

To my utmost displeasure, he came into the kitchen.

`` Rue! `` He said cheerfully. `` How was academy? ``

`` Fine. `` I muttered, not wanting to be friendly.

`` Sai! Estelle and I are in here! `` Mother called.

`` Right. `` Sai smiled his deathly pale smile and disappeared from the kitchen.

I got up and couldn't help not stepping over Estelle's new red bag (which her father got for her on her twelfth birthday), stomping it forcefully before I opened the door and stepped out.

My eyes were fixed over to the bricks house at the corner of our lane. I walked over to the house and snuck in from a hole I had discovered a week ago. I walked around the house until I came at the back door. The back door was always open. Of course no one knew except for me.

I opened the door. And immediately turned on my prized jutsu that nobody knew I had.

My sharingan. The Uchiha clan's bloodline.

My father's jutsu as well.

I walked into one of the rooms where I knew she was always sitting, knitting. She looked up shocked and opened her mouth to scream.

My sharingan's three black tomoe started spinning and her eyes suddenly turned hazy as if in a trance and she closed her mouth. She suddenly remembered everything and smiled at me.

`` You're back. `` She muttered.

`` I said I would be. Did you do what I asked you to, you old woman? `` I spoke to her in a deadly cold voice, my sharingan piercing into her eyes.

`` Yes. My son works as an Anbu in the sound village, and he searched for what I had asked him. ``

`` Well? Did he find anything? ``

`` He said he has found the person you're looking for. Apparently, he and the leader of that village work side by side. People used to see him a lot once, but now they don't see him much. ``

`` Who is the leader? ``

`` My son says there's a rumor that the man who you're looking for and the leader are related. `` the woman paused. `` The leader is a cruel man. My son says that he tortures people who disrespect him, and uses a kind of an eye power on them. ``

My eyes narrowed. Eye power? Could the leader also be a... Uchiha?

But it didn't matter. I had found the one I wanted to kill, and he was anywhere where the leader was.. If I wanted to kill him, I had to leave the village and travel to the sound village. Maybe a two days journey. I wouldn't miss anybody. Nobody would miss me. Obviously.

But this woman knew too much. Suddenly the same feeling came back to me whenever I had to...kill someone. A feeling I had gotten used to, after killing a few Anbu with my sharingan a few weeks ago. A bubbly, excitement...

``I'm going to get in contact with my son again. I will ask him to take me to the sound village with him. I no longer want to live in enemy territory now. `` The old woman continued.

The bubbly feeling in me grew. `` That won't be necessary. `` I whispered.

The three black tomoe started spinning again. The old woman looked confused for a second before she was completely paralyzed by my jutsu. Her eyes widened and shock overtook her.

I started walking towards her. She then understood what was going to happen.

`Her face immediately filled with horror and she tried to shake her head. But she was paralyzed.

`` I thank you for everything but... I'm sorry...you know too much... `` I stated calmly and approached her.

I pulled out a kunai from my back pocket and I drove it straight towards her heart, just wanting to end it quickly. I had to get out of here before someone sees me.

She didn't have time to understand that the sharp object had pierced her. She just kept sitting there, paralyzed.

That bubbly feeling in me got satisfied and I prepared to leave.

I got out of the house from the same way I came in, and snuck outside, watching out for neighbors. Seeing no `witnesses`, I made my way back to my mother's house.

Damn me. Damn me good for killing a poor, old woman like that. And she helped me.

But this is what I am now. I'm thirteen years old now and I've realized so many things. I have even realized my goal: to kill the person who fled after raping my mother. I can hardly call him father, now, can I?

I'm an Uchiha who is going to kill an Uchiha. But I have a feeling a lot more is going to happen than just that. I have found out that another Uchiha exists. But how? I thought all of them were wiped out with the bloody massacre. But I will find out. The path I have chosen will cause many sacrifices and so much more but I will not give up. This is what I now live for. To kill. To destroy. To cause harm to the people who caused harm to me.

...this is what he turned meinto...

I, Uchiha Rue will kill that man, Uchiha Sasuke...

Be warned because….

Hatred does live on in the Uchihas...

And I will show everyone how.

Soo? How was it? Should I continue? Please review! It gets better in the other chapters and a lot more excitement to come! You'll be surprised at what I have in store for Sasuke... *(GRINS)*

Oh and just to let you know, I searched for the girl's names on Google. i searched Goth names and I liked the names:

RUE: meaning= fame, notorious.

LUCINE: meaning= light. (You'll find out who she is in the next chapter...)

ESTELLE: meaning= star.

And many more to come!

UNTIL NEXT TIME,

Peace out.