3. It must have been a full three minutes later that Faran finally dared to look over the lip.
Itachi was gone. Sasuke was on the floor. Faran slipped down the wall, and checked the pulse of the unconscious boy. He was alive.
"Hello, wake up!" Faran yelled down his ear...no answer, not even a moan. It was then that Faran had an incredible idea. Alright, not such an incredible idea, but it was a decent idea... alright; it was not really anything compared to what he later came up with on the spot. He walked into the nearest house, and trying his hardest to ignore Sasuke's dead parents on the floor, he filled a small bucket with water. He then went outside again, and did the only logical thing to do when trying to wake somebody up whilst armed with a bucket of water. He proceeded to dump two litres of water onto Sasuke's head. Sasuke, spluttered but did not wake up. It was as Faran pondered what to do next, that he had a horrible thought. Mizoshu. His brother had been in the house at the time of the massacre. Admittedly, the house did have an invisibility jutsu on it, but would it have been enough. Sasuke all but forgotten, Faran ran at his full speed for the house, changing direction only when he heard a scream directly on his path. Mizoshu, don't be dead... please don't be dead.
Mizoshu Uchiha had been having a good day. He had beaten his father's clone in a spar and so had been given the day off. This meant a whole day without any work, and total TV freedom. He had decided to fully enjoy the day, and so had started off with his favourite breakfast, then gone on to watch TV, then had his favourite lunch, then gone on to watch TV, and it was just as he was thinking that perhaps he had not watched enough TV that day, that Faran burst in and un-diplomatic TV rights disappeared. Mizoshu was incredibly annoyed at this, what right did Faran have to be coming home early, it was only... wow, was it 6 o clock already, then why wasn't mum or dad home? The second hitch in his day came with the news that Faran brought with him.
"Everybody's dead Mizoshu," he said "the whole clan, everybody... all dead."
"You're kidding right." Said Mizoshu, whose eyes had gone from slits, to normal, to wide, to almost popping out.
"I really really really wish that I was Mizo." replied Faran, "except for Sasuke, he is lying unconscious, but he is not dead.
"Then come on then, we have to help him."
Faran had to scramble to try and keep up with Mizoshu, but in the end it proved futile. Faran had no skill in Taijutsu and Mizoshu was very good at it. By the time Faran caught up with Mizoshu, he was already trying to rouse him.
"Damn it Sasuke wake up!"
"That's not going to work, I already tried it."
As Faran replied to Mizoshu, something in the gutter caught his attention.
"He looks really bad"
"Hmm... yeah" said Faran, who was bending towards the object, almost entranced.
"And why is he so wet?"
Faran stood straight up "... umm I have no idea... he's wet, why would he be wet, I didn't know he was wet, I have nothing to do with him being wet."
"Well he looks quite bad; perhaps we should get a doctor."
"Yeah... that's a good idea." said Faran, whose attention was now taken up by the object in the gutter again. However, as Mizoshu ran off, Faran's attention was caught, and he left the small object. Something about it had just seemed so familiar.
Author's Note: Well this story has received a good reception. Many views, and even a favorite. I think that I should upload some more.