Hi guys! So I was reviewing this story and I noticed some of the words were deleted so I edited some sentences.
I know this is just some rumblings I have when I watched the new Boruto anime, and it got me so frustrated!
So I wanted to make a story wherein the heroes never won and the anti-heros got there happy ending. As much as how they actually want to be happy. Cause anti-heroes are nothing but a creature of bitterness.
I grew tired of crying after an hour. My eyes hurt, my throat was sore. I lost my entire family, Sasuke lay beside me on his own hospital bed. Three hour passed by like it was nothing.
I couldn't stop Itachi. No. I couldn't save him. I didn't save him at all. There was no trying in my part of anything whatsoever. Should I have told him everything? Should I have confided on my parents?
That beautiful woman who looks at me as if I was so precious is gone. That tsundere man who can't seem to stop boasting about his prodigious little girl is gone. My older brother who is my everything is gone.
SHIT!SHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHIT!FUCKING USELESS SHIT!
I could have changed it. Maybe Itachi wouldn't have to kill our parents and the entire clan. Maybe if I stopped it, he wouldn't need to die in that way. Maybe if I actually did something everything would've changed.
But I didn't. I was so cocky. I was born again, in this world were I knew everything that was gonna happen. I was boasting about plans, I couldn't even make, as years grew by and yet again I've lost another family.
I glanced at the sleeping kid beside me. Throughout the whole hate me speech Itachi gave us, words couldn't come out of my mouth. I knew Obito was watching us from afar. Minutes passed by and the only thing I could do was desecrate the remains of my family.
After Itachi and Obito left and Sasuke lost consciousness. I only have a small amount of time in which I could potentially hinder Danzou's plan.
I started with my parents eyes. After that I run around the once lively compound with my father's kunai in my hand destroying all the eyes of my clansmen. After which the Hokage's ANBU squad found us. Me, lying beside my parents body with Sasuke lying unconscious behind me.
It wasn't a pretty site. A five year old with a kunai in her hands soiled with blood and staring at the lifeless remains of her parents.
I think I might've spotted Kakashi in the ANBU that came. But I didn't care. I was unresponsive. Forget everything else it was my time to mourn and blame my useless self.
That instead of helping the Uchiha clan. I even did something as horrible as that, no matter reason was, what I did cannot be forgiven.
One thing is for sure, I will be the one to kill Shimura Danzou and the Hokage, Sarutobi Hiruzen.
That fucking useless old piece of shit. Well, two pieces of old shitheads! Fuck the Saindaime!
I can't wait for Orochimaru to invade Konoha!
Shit! I can't decide if I will kill him or let Orochimaru do it. Him being killed by someone he loves is something I deem excruciatingly delightful.
I clumsily stood from my bed and climbed on Sasuke's sleeping form. He must've been hurt and shocked. He didn't know of this. He needs me.
Sasuke is the only family I have left until we reunite with Itachi-nii I will do anything in my power to protect him. Both of him and Itachi-nii, my beloved older brother will not die on either mine or Sasuke's hands.
Our clan is gone. The mighty Uchiha clan has fallen. Other people must be celebrating this fact right about now. After all everyone in the village has been gunning for the Uchiha to leave since a long time ago.
They must be thinking we all deserved what happened. See, Sarutobi Hiruzen, you're village is one fucking hell hole. No one here is truly kind. The weak is bullied and the strong is feared.
The mob known as civilians and a handful jealous ninjas would think the same.
I did not raise my head, as three men entered the room based on the sound of the footsteps. I did. I seriously did stopped myself from reacting to the sound of a wooden cane hitting the cemented floor of the hospital.
Only when the Third Hokage cleared his voice did I look up and saw the Sandaime giving his I-sorry-for-what-happened-you-are-too-young-for-this-to-happen-to-you face that made him look like the grandfather you'd want to get a hug from after an emotional day, oh wait like today.
Except I fucking want to beat the shit out of hia face. The balls of this people! Seriously!
Itachi-nii is suffering. Somewhere out there that beautiful man is suffering. Crying on the inside. Mourning the lost of his parents. Worried to death for his younger siblings!
And you have the balls to look sad in my eyes, you motherfucker!
I tried hard to contain my anger. I knew about this for a long time now. The Third Hokage had always been a mindless cheap imititation of a leader on your mind since The Before.
Don't get too worked up Arada, he will pay. Until that day comes you need to protect Sasuke.
I took a deep breath to calm myself. God must be giving me a sign. Right! Just kill these two men. Kill them. Kill Shimura Danzou and Sarutobi Hiruzen.
I needed to implicate Danzou of his crimes. I wanted to so badly. Somehow, somehow!
"How is Sasuke?" Was the words that came out of my mouth. I tried to swallow the bile rising up as much as I could. Shimura Danzou will die. He will die, but not now. I am weak.
"He still hasn't woken up from the shock. Arada will you tell us what happened?" The third man asked. It was a Nara. Shikaku Nara. He's a good guy. I let out a sighed of relief. At least there is one person I could trust. But not enough, I know he has a soft spot for children. The Hokage can go suck my metamorphic dick, but I thank him for bringing at least one trust worthy guy to this torture show.
"This is nonsense, the girl is clearly one of them. She even has blood of her kin on her". Danzou must've been furious he couldn't get that many sharingan on him.
"Otou-san ordered me. If I wanted to protect the clan he said that the sharingan should never fall into the hands of another. I only did my father's dying wish." I look at the old fucker. My father was already dead when we came back. But it was true that I wished to protect the sharingan. Danzou will never get another sharingan. Whatever he has right now, I made sure he couldn't get anymore.
"Is that true Arada-chan?" The Hokage asked. How dare he.
"Hokage-sama, please stop asking stupid questions pertaining our parents death. What I need right now is how to get stronger. You see. Sasuke and I needs to find a certain man." I gave him my best I went crazy look I could muster. Maybe I really did went crazy, but the sharingan probably did the rest. The one tomoe spinning on my red irises made a huge impact on the people in front of us.
I didn't even notice Sasuke woke up until he held my hand. A silent agreement. He didn't awaken his sharingan. Just like in canon but still.
We are avengers.
I wanted to laugh all of a sudden. Ha! Avengers! Man I wish I could grab some infinity stones and be done with everything around here, after all the craziness of being reincarnated I wouldn't be surprise if some magic bullshit happen in this world. Oh right! It did, the fucking ending was a bullshiter of all bullshits.
"Arada just did what Otou-san asked before he died. That man is the one who should pay." I stilled when I heard Sasuke back me up. All I could think of was how I wanted to talk to Sasuke to tell him everything.
"And how did Fugaku told you anything. He was after all slit on his throat." I winced at the memory of it. My father and mother both lying in a pool of their own blood. Shimura Danzou, you fucker!! I couldn't help it. God I couldn't help the anger that bursted on me whenever I look at him or hear his voice. How those Root Anbu served him is beyond me. He just oozes slimy untrust worthy son of a motherfucking bitch.
"He had his eye(fucker), you'd be surprise the extent of what a sha- oh, wait you already do." The implication was heavy, as I pointed on that bandaged eye of his.
Is what I wanted to say. Instead I steadied my self. Expression hard. Resolute.
"My brother just killed our parents and our entire clan, I'm not gonna divulge clan secrets on strangers." It hurt. The words I uttered was regretful, never would I have wanted to do that. No matter what it was, I wanted to protect Itachi-nii. But I used him just like that. The implication was real.
The trio went silent. For one, Danzou couldn't possibly ask anymore he couldn't press on after all there was a possibility his secrets might be discovered. The Hokage is a sad example of a biased leader, heart made him stupid, it made him so utterly foolish against a five year old girl who had no experience with interrogation and can lie easily against him. The Nara is a kind man, he felt empathy for the two orphaned children in front of him.
Or maybe they are just waiting for me to break. Later on, dragged down to TI for further investigation. But I don't think so. This is after all an anime full of plot holes.
As for Sasuke, I don't know much. I know he's mad, angry, and confused. He is basically on his way to become Canon Sasuke. Grief hasn't processed for both of us, yet we weren't mourning.
I will not mourn, not until I have my beloved brother back. And I know Sasuke wants to know what I know. I will give him that. I failed to save family because of my secrets but I will not fail Sasuke.
It took us six months, until we were fully alone. There were Anbu here and there. People were all eyes on us. The last Uchihas. As if somehow, they all forgot what they did to our clan. Some were saying it was karma, some where saddened by losing their friends and a lot were relieved that the clan was gone. Fuck them all.
Wow, just wow right. How shallow can people be, right? Konoha's problems cannot be solved just by killing the Third and Danzou. I'm gunning for Pein now too, to destroy Konoha. Forget plot and all, I can just kill Naruto once I'm strong enough and there won't be any saviour left to save these ungrateful leeches.
"Sasuke, I need to tell you something." I wrote in my notebook as the two of us were huddled together, we were alone in this house, inside the compound of these god forsaken village. Oh how I hate this world.
"What?" He wrote, using our code. The English language. A language he thought I created. Father wanted to learn it. Itachi-nii must've grasp a big chunk of it. Mother was proud of us.
"The truth". I told him about Danzou, about the Hokage, the village, our clan. He was a kid. He didn't understood that we were ostracised. That people were against us, our clan. Because they thought we were the ones responsible for the Kyuubi attack. He finally saw it. He remembered how Okaa-san had a hard time shopping for clothes that one time he ripped his favorite shirt. How the people looked and talked to us. How they sneered and glared at a mother with two children on her side.
I talked to him about the coup d' etat. And how it all came to be. He didn't believe me at first. It took him a long time in canon, probably the trauma of actually killing his own brother and how his mind rejected that possibility at all. I was worried about that, but I guess that not happening yet helped a bit.
I tried my hardest to convinced him, we were shouting at each other. It was our first fight since that time when we were babies where I was so annoyed at his noisy crying and we were having a baby cryjng contest to see who wins.
I did, again.
It was different now. He managed to use the code the entire time, for that I was grateful. But still it took us the whole night to actually concede.
I used that line Obito told him, on how to remember how our Onii-chan was, that night. It took him a while to remember, a real while. I thought time stopped and I sucked in my breath hoping he will finally absorb the truth. Then he cried. He cried till dawn broke. I didn't realized I too, was crying. Just when he finally look at me and I felt a tear falling down to my tear soaked shirt.
Sasuke was broken hearted, but he was whole. Right now, we are whole. No more brooding emo characters, only strong hard working avengers.
It is different now, because the both of us are going to save our brother. Because he awakened his sharingan too. The single tomoe circling on both his irises mirrored that of mine. Sasuke felt another lost, the lost of our beloved brother.
Itachi-nii's pain and sacrifices for the two of us. Even our parents too, sacrificed their loves for us. It was all their fault, every single one of them will pay and we are getting our revenge no matter the cost.
We spent another 12 hours discussing our course of action.
1. Train.
2. We will need to keep this all a secret.
3. Save our brother.
4. Kill Shimura Danzou. And the Hokage on my part.
It will be hard. But we will endure for our family, for our clan and for our brother.
Before we fell asleep, Sasuke asked me how I knew all of this. I added another lie, I told him, I saw Danzou steal Shizui's eye. I told him, I heard Father and Mother whispering about Itachi-nii's future as an Anbu as well as the clan. I told him, I felt Itachi-nii's pain as he shed those tears. It was all a lie, but it wasn't, not really. I did see all of it. But not in the sense he concluded, it was because I saw it on my previous life on a TV as an anime.
Sooooooo what do you think the rumblings of an wannabe fan fiction writer?