DISCLAIMER : I DO NOT OWN NARUTO. All characters were created by Kishimoto-sensei.

This chapter will be in Sasuke's perspective. Yay! And.. more backstory!

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Enjoy, guys:)

Chapter 6 : Reflection of the Crimson Red

Sasuke's POV

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"Park there, teme."

"No, this area should be fine. We should move to the next block."

"Hey! You're not the only one who makes the decision, dammit!"

Sasuke looked at the blonde. This usuratonkachi was very loud and annoying. He stuck to his own decisions and ignored Naruto.

The reason Sasuke was grumpy today, well grumpier that usual, was the blonde himself. The pale man was still confused on what happened on Friday. They kissed, no, Sasuke kissed him first. He didn't know if that made it better or worse. He glanced again at the man. That idiot was folding his arms and saying something about how Sasuke was a dumb dumb moron. The raven shook his head. Your sentence shows just how stupid you are, dobe, Sasuke thought to himself. He looked at the pedestrians, who were now looking at this odd pair of cops who were riding this unbelievably slow vehicle. One looked like a ray of sunshine, and the other looked like this calm moonlight. Well, if only they weren't arguing right now.

They parked on an empty lot at the centre of the city. Both of them got off the car and started their work. Naruto threw a nasty look at Sasuke, but the raven replied him with a smirk. Oh, how he was going to beat the blonde today. They dashed to different part of the city. Naruto went north, while Sasuke went south. They made a deal to come back to the same spot by 3 pm.

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Sasuke was concentrating on the noise those parking meter made when they got expired. Ah, there was one. He typed on the device he got from Kurenai and slip the ticket on the car's window. There was another one. Or two. Or three. Sasuke smirked to himself. Oh, he was so going to beat the blonde. Of course, he was pissed that he got the shitty job for the day. But he knew that there was no point in sulking long, so he just tried to swallow his pride and finished his job.

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At 2 pm, Sasuke got 193 tickets slipped on car windows. He decided to walk back to the car to sat down for a while. He needed some time to think. The raven distributed some more tickets while he walked back to his car. He stopped for a moment to stare at the blue sky.

The sky reminded him of Naruto's eyes.

Oh, Kami-sama, what curse did you land upon this poor man?

He covered his eyes with his pale hands. This Uchiha, fell in love with a moron. His parents and brother on heaven must be crying at the moment. Sasuke slipped another ticket on the car's window. Sasuke paused for a moment. Odd. He saw this car on the night of his family's death. He was sure of it. It was a black car with the similar design. Or maybe it just looked similar? Sasuke shook his head and continued his job. He printed more and more ticket as he had flashbacks of that night. He saw the car parked right across his house when the building burned down. Sasuke always remembered that horrible night. He was eight years old.

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They just finished having dinner at a nearby sushi place, and went home. His mother offered to make tea for his father, and she went to the kitchen to brew the water. Sasuke went to his room and played with his green toy dinosaur. He missed Mr Cuddles. Suddenly, the lights went off. Sasuke was terrified, and he ran to the door while he hugged Mr Cuddles tight in his arms. A sudden explosion inside the house shocked Sasuke, making him fell to the floor and dropping Mr Cuddles. Little Sasuke was crying at this point. Fire was spreading inside the two-story house.

"NO!" cried Sasuke as he saw Mr Cuddles burned in the flames. Sasuke tried to stand up and avoided the fire while he was coughing the think smoke out of his tiny lungs.

He screamed and screamed while searching for the others. A pair of arms suddenly picked him up and carried him on his back.

"Nii-san!"

"Don't worry, Sasuke," said a calm voice. It was 13 years old brother, Itachi. Sasuke hugged his neck and buried his face to avoid inhaling the smoke.

"Nii-san, I'm scared," said Sasuke with a muffled voice. "Where's mom and dad?"

They got out of the house safely. Itachi sat him on the front lawn and poked his forehead. Sasuke touched his forehead in response to the pain. Why did his brother always do that to him?

"I'm going to search for them now, Otouto," smiled Itachi. "Wait for me, okay? I'll be right back."

Sasuke sat and stared at his brother as he ran back inside the flaming house. Sirens were approaching, and a lot of people were panicking now. The Uchiha Mansion was burning down. An officer picked Sasuke up and asked him, "Are you okay, little boy?"

Sasuke answered with a shaky voice, "Yeah, I'm fine. My family is inside."

The black-haired officer nodded and kept holding him close. He looked oddly familiar. The man instructed others to search the building. Firefighters were spraying water to the house, and some of them were trying to barge inside the house. Suddenly the officer that was carrying Sasuke passed him to another officer. He instructed the man to carry Sasuke to the police station.

"No!" Sasuke protested. "Nii-san told me to stay!"

"I'm sorry, kid," said the plump man. "We're making sure that they're going to be fine. But we need to make you safe first."

The plump man turned towards the black-haired officer to ask his name, but the man was gone. The officer just shrugged at it.

More and more police cruisers were swarming the house. The officer hugged and carried Sasuke, so Sasuke was looking behind his back. He saw the previous black-haired officer entered a fancy-looking black car. Another shadowy figure entered the car, following the man. The car drove away, ignoring all the noises.

"Mister," Sasuke pointed at where the car used to be. "Something is weird."

The officer didn't hear him, and instead he put Sasuke at the back set of the police cruiser, and drove him to the Police HQ. As Sasuke touched the soft cushion, he passed out right away due to his trauma.

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Sasuke placed yet several more tickets, and sat back on the funny vehicle. Well, 201 tickets. Not bad. He glanced at his watch. It was already 3 pm, and the dobe was not back yet. He pouted and crossed his arms. Usuratonkachi.

He knew that both of them were similar. Sasuke first met the blonde when they were in daycare. At that point, his family was still alive. The blonde catches his attention because the kid had this odd fox-looking scars along his cheeks, with the brightest blonde hair he had ever seen. Plus, the kid was really loud as well. He didn't know whether Naruto recognises him, but he was sure he saw Naruto a lot of times as a kid. He smiled as he tried to recall the memories.

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Sasuke would see Naruto every now and then around town. They never officially talked to each other, but both of them would acknowledge each other's presence. Usually, they would play at the same playground, but at different spots. The two would stay there until parents were picking up their childrens. Once when they were nine, Sasuke sat on top of the slide, looking really sad. Every kid was picked up by their parents, and here he was sitting alone. He shed a tear, proving that he missed his family. And Mr Cuddles. Sasuke glanced at the tanned blonde that was sitting alone on the swing, and he saw it.

The boy was crying as well.

It was even sadder than his own tears. The raven could felt the pang of loneliness reflected in the boy's presence. Sasuke pondered for a while. Are they the same…? The boy looked really lonely. However, before he could do anything, Nekooba came and picked him up.

"Sasuke, boy! Let's go home!"

He smiled at the old lady and held her hand. At least he had her now. She was the weird cat lady that was really close with the Uchihas. Although she took care of him now, he still couldn't consider her as family, yet.

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When Sasuke was 18 years old, Nekooba died of old age. He stayed alone at the same apartment now. And at the same year, he officially met the blonde at the academy. The raven adjusted his peaked cap and slumped at his seat. Sasuke looked up, and saw Naruto waving to the pedestrians as if he was an actor. But then the tanned man tripped on something and fell on his face.

Sasuke sighed. He didn't expect it as a child, but it turned out that the blonde was a complete moron.

Sasuke stood up approached him and offered his hand. Naruto looked stunned, but he accepted the help anyway.

"Thanks, bastard."

"Hn."

They went back to the vehicle. Naruto suddenly boasted his achievement of the day.

"Y'know, I bet I beat your ass. I gave 201 tickets!" grinned the blonde.

Sasuke looked surprise, and took the device and pointed the numbers on it. Now the blonde dropped his jaw.

"Aww, man! I totally thought that I had ya back there!" Naruto whined and slumped on his seat.

Sasuke smirked. "Hn."

Naruto raised an eyebrow to the raven. "Heh. Bastard." Both of them turned their faces away from each other. Sasuke adjusted his cap and turned on the engine. Naruto wiped out his sweaty face with his white handkerchief, and folded it back to his pocket.

They rode back to the station in silence. However, a smile formed on each of their lips.

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Kurenai looked stunned at their achievement. "Wow! This may be a record, isn't that right, Haru?"

The man she called Haru looked really tired behind the computer desk. "Yup. Congrats," said Haru with a monotone voice.

The black-haired woman smiled. "I guess I have to promote you two!"

Haru snapped his head up and dropped some paper into the ground. He fidgeted while stuttering the words, "W-whoa. Ma'am, are you s-sure?"

"I am, Haru. These boys were clearly exceptional." she said it with a wink. "Tomorrow, come back here to pick up your car key. You're patrol cops now."

Naruto jumped with his arms stretched wide. "Oh, yeah!" He slide off his ugly vest, and so does Sasuke. They returned it to Kurenai's hands. She folded it and put it somewhere else. The woman smiled again and looked at them.

"I want you two to come early tomorrow, okay? And behave at the car."

Sasuke folded his arms. "Does this mean we still have to work together?"

"Of course you do! Until the inspector said otherwise," smiled Kurenai while she sat back on her chair. "You two can go back now."

Naruto stopped his jumping and pouted. "Man! Again!? Okay, teme. This time, I'm driving."

Sasuke rolled his eyes. "Fine." He walked out of the room and headed to the parking lot. He glanced back at the office for a moment. That idiot was still talking to Kurenai. Oh well, just let him be. He entered the elevator and pushed down, when a tanned hand stop the doors from closing.

"Where are you going, teme?" said the blonde as he stood next to Sasuke.

"Train station."

"Cool! I'm heading to the same direction," said Naruto with a grin.

"I'll go by myself. Your pet is waiting for you there. Good bye," Sasuke walked to the front door.

He could sense Naruto was pacing back to chase him but the blonde stop when he heard Kiba called out his name. Good. Let the idiots be. Sasuke sighed and walked to the station. He was actually quite jealous, but he didn't want to admit it. After all, that jerk didn't even like him back. So, why bother?

He joined the police force because Uchihas were usually officers. Not only that, his main goal was to track the mystery of his family's death. He swore to God, that he would shed the truth to the unknown and bring justice to town.

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Sasuke's neighbour knocked on his door to explain that she was moving out of her place. The woman finished her masters, and she said she was going to move to the United States to work there. Sasuke didn't really care, well at least there were less people here. The woman said that a man was going to move there in a few weeks. Sasuke shrugged and thanked the lady for the information, and closed the door. He already changed his uniform into a simple dark blue T-shirt with white shorts.

He walked to his balcony and leaned to the wall to view the city. It was already night time, the city was washed by moonlight.

Konoha.. such a strange place. This city was filled with secrets no one can fully understand. This part of the country, along with several other cities next to Konoha, were filled with gems and jewels. They had a lot of underground tunnels covered in sparkling heaven. This includes the treasure of the Uchihas. He didn't know where they came up with this stuff, but it was strangely beautiful.

Sasuke picked up the gem inside his pocket and played it in his left hand. It was a small red orb. Every Uchiha had one, as his father explained it to him. He held the orb to the moonlight, and saw it glowing red. It almost looked evil. He never got his directly from his father, actually. In the Uchihas tradition, a child received the orb from his father when they could prove to be worthy as an Uchiha.

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Up until Sasuke was eight years old, he hadn't get it yet. His brother was a genius, though. He got the orb at the age of six. The raven was always jealous of Itachi. But even so, he had always loved him. He was the best big brother! Sasuke was so shocked of the incident that he had nightmares for many nights. He would cry himself to sleep while hugging the pillow. He needed Mr Cuddles as well. Mr Cuddles was his medicine to sadness. And now.. he was gone.

A week after the horrifying night, Nekooba received a wooden box from the officers after they had searched the remaining of the house. The box had Sasuke's name carved in Hiragana and Katakana on it. Nekobaa understood the ritual of the family, and opened the box for Sasuke. Inside it was the red orb, the Sharingan, carved on it was one 'tomoe', as she explained it to him.

"Sasuke.. your father had this ready on his room. It means that he was about to give it to you," said the old lady with empathy to the boy. She was the one who creafted the gem after all.

The lady said that there are three degree of the an Uchiha has three tomoe, it meant that he could be trusted with more secret information of the clan.

But Sasuke surpassed even that. On his sixteenth birthday, the lady gave him a new orb, the pattern was specially made for him.

"This is the Mangekyou Sharingan," said Nekobaa with a gentle smile. "I made it just for you, your father and brother had their each."

Sasuke smiled at the old lady. "Thank you," he said.

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Odd tradition. The pattern of the Mangekyou was different, as well. Each person had their own pattern. If this thing was his eyeballs, it would be cool, Sasuke thought to himself. Imagine having red eyeballs that had special powers behind it, like hypnosis or creating black flames. Nah. He was imagining too many things. No way such things existed.

He heard that many other families had the gem tradition among their families as well. This orb was definitely a ruby, even if it was a small one. After twisting the gem on his hands, he put it back inside the wooden box in his bedroom. He laid on his bed and stared at his ceiling.

Shit. He couldn't forget the kiss they shared. He tossed and turned the whole night.

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What should he do?

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I'm trying to expand the words to make it longer, haha. For those of you who were wondering, the story sets in modern era of a fictional area in Japan, where their source of income came from mining.

And.. I made the Sharingan as an orb, again. Ho-ho!

See you on the next chapter, guys!

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Love, myfavoriteramen.