A/N: Haylo! Tis me! Naruke-chan! And I am back with the second chapter of 'For You!' This chapter shall be called: 'Waking to Dreams of You'! This chapter is pretty much just a 'fill in the blanks' sort of thing. Okay, before I actually let you read my story, I must give a few shout-outs to my devoted fans.

Ling-Hao-

You're probably not reading this story, but just to let you know, it really meant a lot to me that someone understood my strange musings other me! -

Haruka Hana:

Your story was the thing that inspired me to write this. (and the fact that I was watching Rurouni Kenshin, and just decided to write a Naruto fic that had nothing to do with Rurouni Kenshin at all.) So don't hurt me with that kunai, or I'm gonna sic Maru-chan on you!

Maru-chan: ::halfheartedly:: Gr.

Ayako:

I agree with you! Go Itachi-sama!

Now, on with the story!

Chapter 2: Waking to Dreams of You

Dream Sequence

"Sasuke, leave me alone."

"Come on, aniki! I just wanna play!"

"I said, leave me alone!"

Itachi stormed out of the kitchen. What's the matter with him? a young Sasuke thought.

Downcast, Sasuke picked up his 'kunai', which was really just a piece of wood, and dragged it and himself back to his room.

(A few hours later)

"Sasu-chan! Time to go to the Haruno's!"

Sasuke sighed. "And just when I was about to beat Aku, too!" He put down his toy kunai and ran down the stairs.

"Okay, Itachi. Do you have his blanket? His nightlight? His teddy bear?"

"Hai, okaa-san. I've got it all. Don't worry. Little Sasu-chan's not gonna get hurt."

Sasuke's mother leaned down and wiped a speck of dirt off of Sasuke's nose. "Now, be a good little boy, okay? Make sure you do as the Haruno's tell you. And don't make fun of little Sakura-chan! I mean that! If not, a little someone is going to get a nice little tanning. Understood?"

Sasuke nodded, and saluted his mother. "Hai, okaa-san! No teasing little Sakura-chan! Right!"

His mother smiled and kissed him on the cheek. She was about to let him leave when she remembered. "Oh! Right! Wait just a minute, Sasu-chan! I've got a present for you!" She dashed off towards here room.

Itachi frowned. That brat needs to get a reality check.

His mother came back in with a box behind her back. "Here you go, Sasuke!"

Sasuke eagerly took the present from his mother's hands and ripped the paper off. "Oh, wow, okaa-san! Arigato gozaimasu!" In his hands he held a kunai with specially carved green snakes on the hilt. "Take good care of it, now! Have fun at the Haruno's!"

Itachi and Sasuke departed, Itachi still frowning.

"Hey."

"Hey what."

"I want you to have this, aniki." Itachi started. "No, otouto. It's yours. You're supposed to keep it, not give it away."

"I know, but you don't look very happy, and I thought this might cheer you up." Came the cheerful reply.

Itachi reluctantly took the kunai and put it in his sword belt. "Arigatou, Sasu-chan."

(At the Haruno's)

"Hide and seek? But that's a girly game!"

"No it's not! C'mon, Sasuke-kun! Please?"

Sasuke sighed. "Oh, all right. I guess I will…" Now he remembered why he hated going to the Haruno's: their little daughter, Sakura. She had a humongous forehead and had an annoying, high-pitched laugh that made him want to claw his ears out. Oh, and did he mention Sakura liked him?

"Okay, then! I count, you hide!"

"Gladly." The boy muttered and ran off in the direction of his house.

(At the Uchiha Mansion)

All was quiet. Too quiet.

"Okaa-san? Otou-san?"

A moan answered his calls. Sasuke rushed towards the sound, where he found his father.

"Sasu-chan… Itachi… he… he did this…Grow up… so that you… may… kill him…Seek revenge… for… your… clan…" His father took in a last breath, and he died.

In the cold.

Surrounded by his dead family.

Sasuke sniffled. "Aniki… how could you do this to me… why? Why, aniki? ANIIIIIIIIIIKIIIIIII!!!"

Sasuke sat straight up in his bed, covered in a cold sweat.

That dream. Again.

It was bad enough he remembered it like it was yesterday; he didn't have to dream about it too!

He remembered everything-his father dying in his arms, Itachi's broad back slowly walking away from that scene of carnage… And the kunai he had found in his father. It had been his kunai. The one he had given to his aniki before going to the Haruno's.

Aniki. Sasuke scowled. What a stupid word… And why did I have to call HIM that?

He sighed and lay back down. He was strong. He was wasn't scared of him…

Or washe?

There he went again. Doubting himself. I'm starting to have an inner self or something…

Slowly, sleep cast its spell over him once again.