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I hope you can tell what's a flashback.
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"Itachi?" Sasuke clenched his fists, his knuckles began turning white.
Sakura blinked at Sasuke's reaction, but remembered he didn't reallylikeItachi. "Yeah! He was really polite you know!" she smiled again, oblivious to the real reason why Sasuke was angry.
"Yes…" He said wearily, "He always was polite…"
"I regret to inform you…" he smirked, and his red eyes began spinning and spinning… "But I killed everyone… Sasuke."
Horror was all that flooded through eight year old Sasuke's body.
Sasuke's eye's narrowed dangerously, but he put on a relaxed facade and turned towards Sakura, "Did he… did he try anything?"
Sakura blinked again, "No. I know you don't like him Sasuke, but he doesn't seem like that type of pers-" She was cut off.
"If you ever see him again… Don't… Don't talk to him or anything!" he snarled. He blinked and regained his composure, "I'm sorry if I sounded harsh, Sakura. But… Don't talk to him. Please."
Sakura this time was the one to blink. She didn't think Sasuke was the type to actually plead someone. He seemed like a man with pride. So she put on a small smile and nodded her head.
Sasuke relaxed a bit, "Good." And he plopped his head down on his pillow.
"Ah!" Sakura held a finger up, "I just remembered! He told me to tell you that he wanted to meet you when the moon was half full and where you guys last met. He said it would be like a family reunion of sorts! So I'm guessing you'll meet your parents?"
His parents bloody bodies where strewed on the hardwood floor. He walked towards their bodies and fell on his knees, with tears rolling down his cheeks and into the blood surrounding them. Shakily, he reached out his tiny hand to touch his mothers face. His fingertips glided her white cheeks. She was cold. She was dead.
Sasuke turned around when he heard footsteps. He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. "Itachi! Mom and dad… They're… Dead!"
Itachi just smirked and whipped out his blood-coated sword, "I know."
"… Something like that."
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"I wonder…" Itachi looked up and the clear blue sky, and the wind gently wisped his hair. The dry leaves crunched as he walked on them, going down the dirt path. "Will you be able to kill me…? I can't wait, Sasuke…"
Footsteps came from behind him. "Itachi!"
Said man turned around and stared dully at the other, "… Yakushi-san. What a… pleasant surprise. Shouldn't you be with Orochimaru?"
Kabuto cackled, "He's dead. Thanks to your little brother." He sneered.
Itachi frowned, "Then you have no reason to be here. As you can see, I'm not Sasuke."
Kabuto just grinned widely, with a crazed glint in his eyes, "Oh no no! I have every reason to be here. As you can see, since Orochimaru is dead, I am no longer a… subordinate. I find being in control much preferable! And so I've come to kill you!"
Itachi just had a blank expression on his face, "I see nothing you will gain if you attempt to kill me."
Kabuto snarled, "It will not be an attempt Uchiha. I will kill you. Do not underestimate me."
"I see. Are you done talking now?"
But before Kabuto even said anything, a sword punctured his lung, "Why… are you so fast?!"
Itachi dug his sword further in Kabuto's lung before swiftly drawing his sword out. Kabuto yelled out in pain, "You are just too weak."
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"And if it wasn't for me, Sasuke bastard would've died!" Naruto then took a big gulp of his Sake.
Hinata giggled at Naruto's behavior. Sakura came into the kitchen and smiled at the scene. "Hey Naruto! Getting your ass drunk already? You just got here!"
"Nah! I was just explaining to Hinata about me saving Sasuke's life!" he proclaimed, and took another big gulp of his drink.
Sakura smiled even more, "Of course. Hey, can you tell me why Sasuke hates Itachi so much?" she went ahead and sat on the pillow near the table.
Naruto turned his head away from both Hinata and Sakura and spit out his drink, Hinata patted his back awkwardly, "Didn't…" he coughed, "Didn't Sasuke tell you why? Wait, how do you even know about Itachi?"
Sakura had a confused look on her face, "I met Itachi and I told Sasuke about it, and he seemed to hate Itachi with a passion. I don't think that's sibling rivalry."
Naruto blinked, "You met Itachi… and lived?!" he blurted out.
Sakura laughed at that, "Everyone seems so scared of Itachi! He's really polite. I see nothing scary about him. Well except maybe his eyes. That's creepy."
"Uhm… It's just sibling rivalry! You know, Uchiha's are so competitive!" Naruto laughed nervously, and eyed Hinata for help and she laughed along with Naruto.
"Uchiha's?"
"EH?! You don't know who the Uchiha's are?! Wow! Everyone here knows about them, you must not be from this world or something!" and Naruto barked in laughter.
Sakura winced, 'Here I am, lounging about in this world… Not even trying to get home…' but she laughed weakly along with Naruto. "Thanks for telling me. I'm pretty tired now," Sakura stretched and yawned for emphasize it, "I think I'll go to bed now…" Sakura got up a quietly left the room.
Hinata looked at Naruto with worry in her eyes, "Why didn't you tell her why Sasuke hates Itachi?"
Naruto frowned and his azure eyes looked at where Sakura left, "If Sasuke didn't tell her… Maybe it's best she doesn't know."
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Sakura laid on her futon staring up at the ceiling. "I feel so selfish… Here I am, enjoying myself, while not even bothering to think about my dad…"
Sakura let her tears spill out, onto the pillow.
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Hinata stood in front of the slightly opened shoji screen and stared sorrowfully at Sakura's crying body. She gently placed her hand on the screen and silently closed it.
'I wanted to tell you about Itachi… But I don't wish to disturb you right now Sakura…'
Hinata quietly went down the creaky steps and back to where Naruto was.
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The sunlight squeezed through the almost shut window and the beam softly hit Sakura's pale cheek. She slightly cracked her emerald eyes open before rolling off her futon and her body splayed on the floor. She rubbed her cheek trying to wipe off the drool, and sighed.
"Another day in this place…"
She stayed in her position for a few minutes before standing up. She shuffled across the stale wooden floor and left the room.
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A/N: tried to make it longer: UTTER FAILURE