"Dr. Tsunade! Dr. Tsunade!" The busty doctor looked up from her paperwork placed haphazardly on her desk and saw her assistant, Shizune at her door with a flushed face. Her short, dark hair was a mess around her head; she must have run to her office. Her eyes were wide with anxiety.

"Yes, Shizune?"

"One of the patients just went into premature labour! We need your help right away!"

Tsunade composure went from 'I don't give a crap' to 'Professional' in a matter of seconds. Premature labours were rare and very dangerous. If the womb isn't ready yet, and the baby is conceived, it can cause big problems, mainly death. No one ever knows which one will be the unlucky one, or if they both will.

Tsunade got up from her chair and quickly walked out of her office with Tsunade in tow.

"Which room?"

"Room 666 (1) on the sixth floor."

Once they reached the hospitals elevator, the impatiently waited for it to arrive. (2)

'Come on. Come on.' Tsunade kept repeating to herself. If she did not get there on time, it may be too late for both the baby and the mother.

Tsunade and Shizune rushed into the elevator the moment it arrived. Luckily, it was two in the morning, and no one else was in the hospital, so they didn't have to suffer the wrath of an elevator that stops on every floor.

"How far is she in her pregnancy?" Asked the busty doctor as they rushed down the hallway of the sixth floor.

"She is a little more than thirty two weeks, so she's at least a month early. She came earlier today after her water broke, she was worried."

Tsunade nodded. They finally reached room 666, and they could here the faint sound of the nurses on duty. Tsunade opened the door and went straight to the dark haired patient. The mothers long black hair was let lose and pooled around her as she tried to breathe smoothly.

Obsidian eyes locked with golden eyes. People say that a persons true emotions always lie in their eyes, now if that was true, this woman was in tremendous pain. Tears were welled up behind her eyes; she was forcing them back to not look weak.

"She went in labour about ten minutes ago, has been having irregular contraction and she is at nine centimetres. We didn't want to start without you here Doctor, but we had to." the small nurse explained.

"Thank you and it's alright, I'll take it from here." Tsunade walked up towards her patient and looked her in the eyes and spoke softly, "You're going to start pushing, okay?" The mother shook her head violently.

"I-I can't…"

"You have too sweetie, if you don't, it will be very hard for you and the baby. Now please, you have to push."

The raven looked down at her hands. She will do it; she will force away her fear and give birth to a lovely child, and return it home with herself, her husband and her five year old son. She promised herself that she will be strong, for the baby.

She raised her head and looked into Tsunades soft eyes and nodded, determined.

"Good, now you have already gotten your anaesthetics, so it will not hurt as much. I'm not promising that it will not hurt at all. You'll have to…" Tsunade was cut off with a loud groan coming from the woman. The doctor turned around from her position beside the bed and saw Shizune push the woman's legs up and to the side to check on her.

"Dr. Tsunade, we need to hurry up! The baby is coming!" At those words, Tsunade rushed in and took Shizunes spot.

"Okay now take deep breathes; breathe in… breathe out." The woman followed Tsunades orders and started to breathe in and out, calming herself down.

"Now I need you to push for as long as you can in five seconds. Got it?" The mother nodded her head vigorously and Tsunade positioned her hands properly and began.

"One… two… three… four… five… Push!" The woman let out a cry as she pushed with all her might. Sweat started to drip down her forehead and onto her chin.

"Your almost there sweetie, just a few more pushes… "

It took three more pushes from the mother, and Tsunade smiled softly as the sounds of a crying baby was heard throughout the hospital room and she pulled out the little baby. The mother sighed and relief and extended her arms for the little child. Tsunade gave her the crying child gently and smiled at the scene in front of her. She really did love moments like this, were everything goes right and both mother and child are alright.

"Congratulations, it's a boy." The mother smiled at those words and looked at nurse who walked over to her.

"We need to clean the little boy, so we will need to take him for a while." The mother looked sad at the thought of being left alone without her child "But, he will be back before you know it." The patient handed the nurse her small child and the nurse left.

Everything seemed perfect to Tsunade, the birth was a success and the baby was as healthy as a normal baby would be. Everything was, right up until the woman screamed; Tsunade snapped her head from the file she was writing to her patient, her eyes were huge and terrified and filled with pain. She was clutching her stomach as she stared at the sheets. At first, Tsunade didn't know what was happening until she noticed the very visible and very big stain of blood adorning the cots sheets.

Tsunade rushed over to her and lifted the end of sheet at her feet and gasped. Never in her whole career as a doctor has she ever seen an image so terrifying after giving birth. The bed that once was very white, was now absolutely drenched in blood. Tsunade looked back up at her patient, and she knew that she could do nothing to save her. There was not enough time to fix it, she had already lost too much blood and there was not enough blood in this little hospital to make a transfusion.

By then, the nurses that were near by and heard the scream were in the room and asking what had happened.

"Obstetrical Hemorrhage." Some nurse's gasped, others nodded in understanding.

Tsunade walked slowly towards the dying mother and took her hand.

"I'm sorry." Tsunade bowed her head sadly.

"It's…not your… fault doctor." The mother was having troubles talking because of her constant coughing.

Tsunade opened her mouth to protest when the door slammed open revealing a dishevelled looking man. One of nurses ran up behind him and grabbed his shoulder.

"Sir, you can't be here now!"

"Let him be." The nurse looked at Tsunade in confusion, but left after another glance at the man.

The tall man ran a hand through his hair and walked painfully slow towards Tsunades patient.

"Mikoto…" He muttered sadly.

"Are you her husband?" The man looked up at Tsunade and nodded.

"Yes. Is she still alive?"

"She is, but I am sorry to say that she does not have a long time."

The man winced, but continued his walk, taking Tsunades place beside the cot. He dropped to his knees and looked at his dying wife. Mikoto turned her head towards her husband, staring at him with dull obsidian eyes. The man raised his hand and pushed away the hair on her face.

"It's a boy." She tried to smile, making her wince in pain.

The husband stared at her for a moment, grabbed her hand and smiled softly.

"What shall we name him?"

Mikoto stared at him blankly, slowly drifting away from humanity.

"Sasuke." She whispered silently and closed her eyes, a soft smile on her beautiful face.

"Mikoto…" The man sobbed. The put his head on the sheets and cried for his lost lover.

He felt a soft hand on his shoulders and looked up, trails of tears still running down his face. Tsunade looked down at him with grief in her eyes. The man stood up and collapsed into the doctors arms. Tsunade gently rubbed small circles on his back, calming him down.

Tsunade grabbed both his shoulders and made him look her in the eyes. "Would you like to see him?"

The man stood up straight, evidence of his breakdown had all disappeared. He nodded and followed Tsunade to the baby nursery.

The walk down the nursery felt aggravatingly long for the man. He could not believe that his Mikoto was gone. She was everything to him; she had loved him, took care of him, everything a man would want. Now it was all gone. It was Mikotos idea to have a second child and he had agreed, making his wife so happy. Because he agreed, she's dead.

"I never did get your name, sir."

He looked at the busty nurse with stern eyes. "Fugaku Uchiha," Was his simple answer.

Tsunade nodded, not pressing the matter since he had just lost his wife. She knew the feeling; she had also lost a lover. It felt as if someone had ripped her heart out of her chest, and she knew for a fact that she didn't feel like talking then either.

They walked in silence for another five minutes until they both arrived at the small nursery. A large window showed every baby within the nursery, which was not a lot.

"He's right over there." Tsunade pointed at the little bundle in the front row. He was wrapped up in a dark blue blanket and was placed in a small yellow crib.

Fugaku stared at the baby, and Tsunade thought he was just going to stay like that, until he moved towards the door on their left. Fugaku walked into the nursery and towards the little bundle and he looked down at the baby and two large obsidian eyes stared back. Fugaku was taken aback; they looked so much like Mikotos eyes. Not only the eyes, but the whole face; he had seen pictures of his wife as a baby and they both looked exactly the same. He cringed at the thought of his deceased wife; she was so good to him and now she was gone, and never coming back. He shock his head getting the thoughts of his wife out of his head.

Tsunade left after the father entered the room, so she never did see the man glare down at his son, or hear him say those three little words;

"I hate you."

A small child of at least eight ran down the long paved driveway, leading to the Uchiha mansion. The little boy had the blackest eyes and the palest skin in the town of Konoha.

He was very excited, because today he received his report card, and he received straight A's except for one B in art; he could never stay within the lines. But, He was sure that his Father would be proud, just like he was proud of the little boy's older brother. The child always wanted to be like his brother because his father only praised his older brother and that annoyed the raven.

'Why can't I get Fathers attention like big brother?' The little boy thought sadly.

He reached the front door and opened it wide. He was greeted right away by their butler.

"Hello Master Sasuke, how was school today?" The old butler took the child's navy blue coat and put it on the coat hanger.

"It was great!" Sasuke smiled and so did the butler. He was glad that the child wasn't like his father or brother, who were always too serious. "Where's Father?"

"He is in his study. I wouldn't disturb him while he working, it would be rude."

"Don't worry, I won't be long." Sasuke grabbed his backpack and ran up too the spiral stairway and walked up as fast as his eight year old legs could manage.

He walked down the hallway of the second floor and all the way down to the end, where his fathers study was located. A little fist rose up to the wooden door and knocked slowly.

"Come in." A gruff voice replied from the other side of the door.

All excitement from earlier disappeared and was replaced with nervousness. His father was a very scary man and was very intimidating in his eight year old eyes.

Sasuke slowly opened the door and put his little head into the room. Adorning all four walls were just bookshelves filled with nothing but books. Facing the door was his father's desk with his father sitting behind it on his chair, head down and doing paperwork.

"What do you want, Sasuke?" His father didn't even look up from his work and Sasuke walk further into the room and sat down in the chair in front of the desk swinging his feet that couldn't touch the wooden ground.

"Well… I got my report card today, Father." Sasuke was looking down nervously, playing with the hem of his black t-shirt.

"Show it." ordered his father, still working. Sasuke put his backpack on his lap and unzipped the large pocket. He reached in a shuffled around until he felt the single piece of paper and pulled it out. The little boy placed it on the desk and waited for his father to take it.

His father raised his head for the first time since Sasuke entered and toke the report card. He scanned everything written on it and looked at his son.

"All A's except for one B." Sasuke looked up at his father and nodded excitedly.

"Yeah! My grades were the best in the class too!" His Father looked annoyed at his son's cheerful voice.

"You could do better." Sasuke stared at his father in confusion and sadness as he placed the paper back on the desk; Sasuke took it and placed it back in his bag. He was expecting an 'I'm proud of you son.' Or 'Excellent job son.' Not a 'You could do better'.

"Itachi got all A's when he was your age." That made Sasuke cringe, he was never good enough for his fathers standards; it was always Itachi who was the better son, never Sasuke. No matter what he does, he will never live up to his fathers expectations; he's always going to be second in his fathers' eyes. That is why Sasuke decided to work twice as hard as he did before. He is going to become better than his brother no matter what.

There was a knock at the door and both Sasuke and his father turned their heads as the door was opened, revealing Sasuke's older brother; Itachi.

"Father," Itachi walked up beside Sasuke and placed a piece of paper on his fathers' desk. "It is my report card that I received today."

Fugaku nodded and grabbed the piece of paper and scanned it like he did with Sasukes. On the paper were only A's. Their father looked at Itachi and got up. He reached across his desk and placed a firm hand on Itachis shoulder, "I'm proud of you son." Sasuke flinched slightly and looked down at his feet; those were the words he wanted to hear his father tell him.

"You two may leave now." Both sons left the study and walked towards their separate rooms. Itachi watched as his brother walked with his shoulders slumped into his bedroom.

'This will all end soon little brother, don't you worry.' Itachi smirked and walked into his own room.

Sasuke ran. He wasn't running his 'Happy-go-lucky' run, but a 'Scared to death' run. He just got out of school a few minutes ago and was walking down the long road to the mansion, but then he got this eerie feeling that something bad was happening. He did not know what it was and it was making him very anxious, so he started to run. The feeling got stronger and stronger the closer he got to his house.

Today, the weather was not very nice, dark storm clouds hovered above every part of Konoha, plunging the town in darkness. There was not one trace of the sun, and it did not seem as if it was coming out any time soon.

The darkness only added to the fear Sasuke felt, bad things always happened when there were storms.

Sasuke was out of breath once he reached the Uchiha mansions' front gate. He didn't waste any time wrenching it open and dashing for the front door.

'I'm going to walk through these doors and be greeted by the butler, he will ask me how my day was and I will respond. Nothing will be different.'

Although, when Sasuke walked through the doors, he was greeted with pure silence, not single sound resonated through the whole mansion. Any other day, Sasuke would be able too hear the maids shuffling around and cleaning, or the chefs cooking in the kitchen, or even the gardeners walk through the house to get to the second garden on the other side of the mansion. Today there was absolutely nothing.

Sasuke kept his shoes on, to much in a hurry to worry about getting scolded for dirtying the floor. He ran to the kitchen and a little cry escaped his lips, lying on the ground was the main chef and his assistants all covered in blood. Sasuke could see the gash wounds on their necks, and their chests were not moving. They were all scattered around the kitchen and there were some in the dinning area.

The raven ran away from the scene and looked around the rest of the mansion. Everywhere he went, he met up with numerous dead bodies. Their gardeners all looked like they got strangled by a hose; the maids all had gash wounds on their necks; everyone was dead. Not one living person on the first floor.

Sasuke rushed up the stairway, not caring when he tripped and felt pain shoot up his knee, all he cared about was his father. He rushed from the stairs to the left and towards his fathers study. He got to the door and noticed that it was not closed properly, leaving a little crack. He was about to push the door open when he heard voices within the study. Sasuke looked through the crack and saw father on his knees in front of a figure he could not see since his back was turned towards the raven. His father had bruises over his face and several scratches on his arms; his suit that he wore today was ripped in different areas.

"W-why? Why are you doing this?" did father just stutter? Father never sounded or looked so… helpless.

Sasuke then heard laughter. Familiar laughter…

"B-big brother?" Whispered Sasuke, no one seemed to hear his to his relief.

"Well, let's just say that this is an initiation into a group I am joining."

"Your initiation was to kill everyone in this house?" Sasukes mouth dropped. It was Itachi who killed all those people? Sasuke could feel anger and sadness swell up within him. He loved his brother, sure he wanted to surpass him, but he's his brother, they're supposed to love each other. Although now, all Sasuke felt towards Itachi was hatred. Hatred caused by Itachi.

Sasuke could tell that his father was angry. He had seen his father mad plenty of times, but this was way worst than those times, his face was red and his fist were closed shut so tightly that you could see his knuckles turn white. He got up on his feet and stared at Itachi. He pulled his fist back and forced it forward, intent of hitting his son hard and painfully. Sasuke shut his eyes, waiting to hear the sound of a fist hitting a face, but only I quiet slapping sound came. He opened his eyes and saw that his fathers' fist was captured by Itachis right hand.

As fast as lightning, Itachi took hold of his fathers arm and swung him. He flew into his desk, and the desk collapsed with the force of the blow. Sasuke looked terrified as his brother approached his father, who was groaning in pain, trying to get up, but kept falling back onto his back.

Sasuke tried to move, tried to barge in and help his father, but his little legs would not move him forward, as much as he tried, they would not move. All he could do now was watch as Itachi pulled a bloodied knife from his pocket and walked behind his father. Itachi put his left hand on his fathers head and with his right hand; he placed the knife on his neck.

Sasuke saw how his father was struggling, trying too get out of Itachis grasp, but too no avail. He could no longer watch, so he shut his eyes tightly again. He heard his father yelling and begging Itachi to stop.

"Goodbye Father." That was the last thing heard before everything went quiet and there was a loud thud.

Sasuke could not risk opening his eyes to see his father dead. He heard light foot steps walk towards him and he started to panic, he still couldn't move, too shocked from what he just witnessed.

"I know you are there little brother." He heard Itachi say and he opened his eyes and saw that Itachi was standing in front of the door. The grabbed the door knob and sung the door open, revealing the petrified raven.

Sasuke found his voice again and started sobbing, "Why Brother? Why did you kill Father?" Tears were streaming down the boys face and he let them, mentally exhausted.

"I know you heard what I told Father, it was an initiation to an organisation I want to join." Itachi grinned when he saw fear etched all over the younger Uchihas face, "Why are you grieving over him? Had you not noticed that he hated you? Father has hated you since the day you were born. You killed mother, the only person he ever loved." Itachi grinned when he saw the look of sadness in his face.

"Father wanted you dead as much as I want you dead right now."

Sasuke looked even more frightened than before and backed up; finding out that he was no longer paralysed. He turned around and sprinted to the staircase, down the steps, through the front door and away from the Uchiha mansion. He pushed his small legs as fast as they could go. He passed the gate and turned to the right, heading towards the town; living outside of town did have its consequences. He could hear the sound of Itachis feet hitting the ground behind him, and urged his legs faster. He knew he could not out run his brother, who was much taller and much older than the little Uchiha, so when he tripped he knew it was over.

Sasuke looked up from his fallen position and saw Itachi standing over him.

"No need to run away, little brother, I will not kill you…yet." Itachi had a grin on his face while looking down at his weak little brother. "I will let your hatred towards me grow and grow, and the day I think that your hatred towards me is big enough, I will come back to you and finish the job. It will so much more amusing if you hate me and not the way you are now." Itachi looked down in disgust at Sasuke "Pathetic."

Sasuke watched weakly as Itachi walked towards Konoha and left Sasuke alone in the dark, on the middle of the road. Sasuke slowly dragged himself to the edge of the road and broke down into tears. Tears shed for everyone his brother killed, for his father and for him.

Itachi was lying, his father did not hate him, he could never hate his own son. Thoughts of all the times his father shunned him resurfaced. His father did never once say that he loved Sasuke, but neither did he say it to Itachi. Although, Itachi always got more praise than Sasuke did, a lot more. His father never came to his piano concerts, or his school plays, he never tucked him into bed, or read him a bedtime story. He never did the things that his classmate's fathers did with them. As much as it hurt to admit, Sasukes father hated Sasuke, all because his mother died giving birth to him. Fugaku never loved Sasuke and it hurt the poor boy so much.

At that moment, Sasuke felt the hatred boil up within him, fuelling the fire. The hatred he felt towards his brother for killing people important to him (3) and the hatred he felt towards his father for Sasuke's un-required love.

He knew that what he had to do was kill Itachi. Not now, but when he got stronger; emotionally and physically. When that day comes, Itachi will be wishing he would have never done what he had done to his little brother.

Sasuke's tears stopped and he lied down on his back staring up at the dark and cloudy sky as rain started to fall, drenching him to the bone.

'Itachi, one day you will pay. Just you wait.'

TBC

1- I could NOT resist.

2- They are lazy bums.

3- In this fic, Sasuke was not a jerk kid and all the workers were important to him.

Third chapter! Sorry if it's just his childhood, but people need to know what he went through, and his birth. Next chapter will be later in the future. Maybe, just maybe he'll meet Naruto ^_^

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