Hey guys! This chapter is held place after the fight between Uchiha's brothers, Tobi told everything to Sasuke, but he didn't join him and the effect of the death of his brother and the truth behind his act are alive in his mind. I hope, you'll like this fic.
Love begins by taking care of the closest ones - the ones at home.
Mother Teresa
Chapter: Back to Home
Konoha had the same day ever, after Pain's attack, the village was reconstructed. The horizon of sky was changing slightly. The signs of summer were leaving the sky. While the cold breeze was ruling over the atmosphere to make people know about the harshness of winter.
He saw his hometown with empty eyes.
"What is village?"
"What's the meaning to be shinobi?"
And..
"What is home?"
Home? This seemed foreign word to him. He was long ago forgot about any place like, which made him feel home.
The flash of pink passed through his mind, but he only ignored the innuendo.
In his whole childhood, he had been living to think about his brother. Tried to gain his attention first and his father later. He lived a childhood being his brother's shadow.
And one day, he got the approval of his father and after few days, the idol of his brother was also broken in front of him, when he killed their parents in front of him, only to examine his power?
The admiration, affection, love for his brother, everything left his heart at that moment. Only one thing remained-hatred.
His late childhood and adolescent were spent cropping his hatred and following the victim of his hatred. And once he fulfilled the duty of his vendetta. He got to know that everything, he was following blindly was nothing but mirage.
When Tobi told him about his brother's sacrifice, he didn't response to anything. Tobi wanted him to join Akatsuki, his brother wanted him to be a hero of village and protect their home. But he...
He wanted nothing else, just feel home.
But he didn't want to go his village or serve those ungrateful people. So, he decided to go his home, without informing anyone about his present in Leaf.
He was standing in front of Uchiha district, the main house was few steps away from him.
Uchiha district was away from the main village and because of isolation of years, he expected no ones presence there.
The evident of Pain's attack was also there, but it wasn't worst like outside's village. Though, no one was living there, so none of village's enemy needed to assault this isolate place. He thought and went toward his destination. His home.
His heart beat in a strange way and his breathing was gimmick. It was really inscrutable experience for him. The nebulous of emotions were making home in his heart, when he opened the gate of main house.
"Kaa-san! I'm home.." The words left his lips innately and he felt tear in his eyes. He felt the walls of his home were howling at him sardonically. His knees gave in and now, he was crying like a baby, who got separated from his mother.
"I'm a failure... Just a failure" he shrieked to answer the taunting of walls of his home.
The myriad of emotions were drowning in his heart and the pang of regret was stinging to his soul.
"I dilapidated everything... I spoilt every chance..." His shrieks were turned into sobbing, "every chance to restore my family and reconstruct my home" the sobbing was stopped and he saw his home with a little bit clear eyes.
The hollowness was washed away with his tears. He stood up on his feet, katana was still in his hand, but he didn't need to kill anyone, anymore.
He went toward switch of veranda, he didn't know that the electricity was still present in the home or not.
But, surprisingly, it was.
He switched on the lights of his home without the care of anyone's infiltration.
He would deal with anyone, now he just wanted his home, nothing else.
The first thing, he noticed after switching on the light of his house was neatness of the place.
Though, his mother kept the place clean but it was amazing to see that there was no dust on the floor and furniture.
It wasn't looking like new, but it seemed like someone was taking care of the place. But who? He didn't know yet, but he will be soon.
He decided to pay visit to his parents first and his feet urged towards the room of his parent.
His heart did once again strange things to him, when he was opening the door of his parents room.
For a moment, he felt heart attack. It was shocking sight in front of him.
His parents room was not what he left few years ago.
He didn't step inside the place, after the time of massacre but he knew the setting and scenario of the room at the back of his mind. But it was not what he expected.
He stepped inside hesitantly, the dim light of candles were illuminating the room. The pictures of his mother and father were staring at him. Part of blood was covered with the clean mat, which he knew that was not part of this room or house and it looked new.
The light fragrance of frankincense was felt in the air of the room serenely. On the table, the pictures of his mother and father were kept proudly and the stale privet gorse was cocooned around the pictures. He touched the flower, it wasn't stale more than one day. He throttled for a moment. Someone was there, someone was must there to do these things in his home. He didn't know who he was! But one thing was clear that intruder's intention was not wrong.
He didn't know, how much time had passed, the scarlet color of sky was turning into pink hues of sunset, which reminded him intensely to certain someone. Which reminded him of something like home.
He was staring outside of his window from last few moments with hollowness. His heart was completely numb to see the shrine in his parent's room. The guilt was still there but the emptiness of his heart was numbing the regret and ache of his heart. Someone did for his home and his parents, what was his responsibility. He was ashamed on himself but also he was numbed by the intricate incidents of last few days. First, the bitter truth about the innocence of his brother, then the strange intruder. Everything made him realize, how much a failure of him.
But the numbness and hollowness were there, till the last, bloody tap on his forehead by his brother.
The horizon of sky was turning into mauve and the hue of lights were devoured by the murkiness of twilight.
Suddenly, he felt someone in the house. It must be that intruder. For revealing the truth behind shrine, he already masked his chakra.
"I'm home..." The chirping voice of a girl touched his eardrum, it was new for his senses but still familiar, but he couldn't pinpoint the voice.
He gracefully got down from his bed, then his feet were on the staircase.
He heard the voice of opening gate and soft mumble, which he didn't understand.
He went downstairs and his feet followed the trace of intruder.
Instead of going inside the shrine, he hid himself in the dark corner outside the room to listen what was intruder speaking?
"Oji-san, Obaa-san! Sorry for late arrival, I was busy in hospital, because of Pain's attack, there are many patients and I'm busy like hell" her voice was turned into exclamation at the end.
"But see, what I brought for you"
He didn't understand what she brought, but he wished, he could see.
"I found his photo in Bingo book and I framed it. Now, your one son is there"
Son? Realization swept in his mind, it was photo of Itachi.
"Itachi-san! I hope, you'll be happy with your parents and I hope, you forgave us and I also hope..." Her voice went low-"I also hope, your brother will come soon there"
He felt her voice at the verge of tears.
"You know, I learnt new dish today from my Kaa-san and I also helped my father in his shop, though it is very hard to take out time for my both parents, yes! I consider you my parents as well...but after the infinite tsukuyumi of that mask man, I left taking my parents as for granted. So, I took responsibility of both as a daughter of my parents as well as yours. I helped Naruto to make his parents, so, it is fair to do this type of effort for Sasuke too.."
Realization washed over him. Yes! How could it be someone else, except his ex-teammate who was complete devotee to him.
But he didn't know that his love for him went to this extent.
"I don't know when Sasuke will come, but I'm trying to follow your will Itachi-san. Kakashi-sensei told me about everything about you. I know, I'm not strong like you, but my will of fire will follow yours"
Sasuke didn't know why but his heart was thumbing in his chest.
"Now, bade me goodbye, might be I'll not come for few days, because of preparation of war. But I'll come to you before leaving he Leaf, I promise" her tone held contentment and he envied on her, what she was doing now.
She came out from the room and suddenly Sasuke felt urge to hug her petite torso.
Suddenly her torso went fidget and she turned to him but darkness hid his presence.
"Who is there?" Her ninja instinct worked but he didn't give any clue to her.
She jerked her head and went toward the upstairs. He had guess about her intention.
She went to his room and he silently followed her. Many times, she tried to find hidden person but he was expert in hiding and deceiving and she was nothing mere a naive devotee.
She came to his bed and hugged his pillow, it was another painful sight for him to see her like this.
It took few moments for her to turn into from cheery girl to broken ragdoll.
There were no sobbing, no moans, even no any crying. Her tears were silently passing through the depth of her eyes to the path of cheeks. His Sharingan could see every detail of her face.
He didn't know, when she slept on his bed but he came to her, when he satisfied by her light snoring.
He brushed the hairs from her soft skin. Her face was still wet from silent cries and some of her tears were at the verge of her long eyelashes. The luminous of moon from his window was illuminating her features and his sharingan could make every details clearly.
She was beautiful, beautifully broken.
Suddenly the numbness of his heart washed away and the sweet warm took place instead of it.
Still, he didn't know what was love and her devotion to him. And what was her devotion to the village as a ninja. But he knew one thing now.
Yes! He knew now, what was home to be like.
He cupped her one cheek, she stirred for a moment but satisfied at his touch at the next. Like her skin was made for only for his touch. The innuendo was liked by him and he didn't know when his lips upward into a malicious smile.
Yes! She was his home and soon, very soon he would find his home in her.
That was a reason, when Sakura woke up next day, she found herself in shackles on her beloved's bed.