Afternoon

You know, this is my favourite part of the day. wanna know why? because I can just train myself to near stroke, have a good reason to shut the fuck up and prove the dobe he's a weakling. Not that I really want to. He has no family, he doesn't know what it is to have a loved one slain before him. And god, I wish those cerulean eyes would never see that. Which is why I don,t want him to believe he's stronger than me.

-Alright, bastard! time for some ass-kickin'! believe it!

-...dobe.

he lunges at me, but my sharinggan warns me of danger behind me. A bunshin is chopped by my kunai and the real naruto throws shurikens at me from higher up.

I avoid them and ready a Fuma shuriken.

I throw it roight at his hea- feet. the dobe covered his head and is now going for the shuriken. I quickly form a bunshin and the order it to hold a kunai at naruto's throat. I hide behind a bush.

-...dead last.

-hehehehehe... am NOT!

the two combattants disappear. He had left a bunshin there... but where is- UP!

I deflect a kunai, but a solid elbow strike pins me down.

-Sasuke-kun! oh my god, are you ok?

the dobe? nah, Its sakura. she looks worried. I tell her I'm fine, but she's already turned to naruto to yell at him.

-NARUTO! WHAT DID YOU DO TO SASUKE!

-er... nothing, sakura-chan! believe it!

I roll my eyes. gods, they would make a pretty good couple. I feel horrible at the thought sakura might never be happy because she has a crush on me. I retain a tear.

We switch partners and I'm with Kakashi.

-Alright, Sasuke. We'll practice the Chidori no jutsu.

I smirk. Finally, training that might get me closer to revenge! my body heats up with hate, but I quickly stop so the mark does not wake up.

This is why I love afternoons. After getting all of my chakra depleted, I practice taijutsu until all earthly sense has left my body. But that won't put away the pain. the feeling of the burden that rests on my shoulders; The honor of my clan.

I am Sasuke Uchiha, last of my kind. at least, I will be when my brother dies... at my hands. I gaze upon the rest of my team. Sakura is scolding Kakashi on his porn-addiction, and the dobe is staring at sakura. I envy their innocence. I retain the urge to scream. they,ll never know... I don't want them to... yet I am jealous of them. why, you ask? SImple. Sakura has family, Naruto has Iruka-sensei. I have... a picture, the only thing I took from the now decrepit Uchiha manor. Mother and father are hugging me, on the day of the Kyubi festival. I was eight. not that it matters anyway.

It looks like training is over. Coming home alone, again. pah, sounds like some bad emo song. The dobe goes at Ichiraku and sakura walks home.

wonder what night holds. But its gonna be painful.