Image is Everything
Part Six: Foolish Little Brother
Sasuke stood on the bridge, cold, beautiful, and purposeful. You could tell just by glancing at those dark, emotionless eyes the determination within the boy. His spirit burned with a fire that all the tragedy in his life could not put out.
"For I," he said, his hair flowing out around him, "am the sole survivor in the massacre staged against my family."
As if on cue, sakura petals fell down to frame the young, determined boy. Sasuke turned towards the river and looked off into the distance, his eyes filled with unshed tears.
"One day I will have vengeance..."
Naruto and Sakura looked around, wondering who Sasuke was introducing himself to, while villagers who were walking by wondered why this scene seemed so familiar.
"Umm... that's cool and all, but we should really get to that ramen stand. Kakashi's waiting."
"Most likely," Sakura corrected, "he's not. He's probably late as always."
The three started walking towards town. They came to an intersection when Sakura stopped. The two boys didn't notice, walking on without her.
"Hmm," she said, looking down in front of her, "a puddle."
"Do not worry," came a voice, as a cloud of smoke appeared in front of her. When it cleared there was a boy there who looked a lot like Sasuke.
"Wow. You're even cuter then Sasuke."
Sasuke spun around at the comment. Cuter than him? It was impossible... he was the cutest boy in the village. Every girl loved him. That's when he saw Him... the man he was going to kill.
Itachi smiled at Sakura, taking off his cloak with a flourish to cover the puddle at her feet. She was too young to be a love interest, but romantic heroes were always kind to all females.
"Oh." Sakura giggled, stepping over the cloak. "Why thank you."
"You!" Sasuke ran towards his older brother, taking out his kunai. "I'll kill you!"
Itachi sighed and held out his arm, pressing his palm to Sasuke's forehead and holding the boy at arm's length. "Foolish little brother, I have no interest in fighting you. Love is the only thing that drives me now."
Sakura swooned at the romantic comment, hearts coming out of her eyes, as Itachi disappeared. Sasuke, who had been running the whole time Itachi had been holding him away, promptly ran into a brick wall. When he got up he clenched his fists, staring at the place where Itachi had just been. If Itachi wasn't going to fight him, he'd just have to beat him at his own game.
Meanwhile, Kisame was scouting the village for eligible love interests when Itachi poofed in front of him.
"Find any one?" Itachi asked.
Kisame shook his head. "All the girls are either too young or too old. There don't seem to be any female characters our age aside from nameless villagers."
"Huh? Characters?"
"Never mind." Kisame looked at the list he had been keeping. "I guess the closest person is... Kurenai."
Itachi nodded. Kurenai was a jenin and a teacher. Definite romantic possibilities there.
Part Six: Foolish Little Brother
Sasuke stood on the bridge, cold, beautiful, and purposeful. You could tell just by glancing at those dark, emotionless eyes the determination within the boy. His spirit burned with a fire that all the tragedy in his life could not put out.
"For I," he said, his hair flowing out around him, "am the sole survivor in the massacre staged against my family."
As if on cue, sakura petals fell down to frame the young, determined boy. Sasuke turned towards the river and looked off into the distance, his eyes filled with unshed tears.
"One day I will have vengeance..."
Naruto and Sakura looked around, wondering who Sasuke was introducing himself to, while villagers who were walking by wondered why this scene seemed so familiar.
"Umm... that's cool and all, but we should really get to that ramen stand. Kakashi's waiting."
"Most likely," Sakura corrected, "he's not. He's probably late as always."
The three started walking towards town. They came to an intersection when Sakura stopped. The two boys didn't notice, walking on without her.
"Hmm," she said, looking down in front of her, "a puddle."
"Do not worry," came a voice, as a cloud of smoke appeared in front of her. When it cleared there was a boy there who looked a lot like Sasuke.
"Wow. You're even cuter then Sasuke."
Sasuke spun around at the comment. Cuter than him? It was impossible... he was the cutest boy in the village. Every girl loved him. That's when he saw Him... the man he was going to kill.
Itachi smiled at Sakura, taking off his cloak with a flourish to cover the puddle at her feet. She was too young to be a love interest, but romantic heroes were always kind to all females.
"Oh." Sakura giggled, stepping over the cloak. "Why thank you."
"You!" Sasuke ran towards his older brother, taking out his kunai. "I'll kill you!"
Itachi sighed and held out his arm, pressing his palm to Sasuke's forehead and holding the boy at arm's length. "Foolish little brother, I have no interest in fighting you. Love is the only thing that drives me now."
Sakura swooned at the romantic comment, hearts coming out of her eyes, as Itachi disappeared. Sasuke, who had been running the whole time Itachi had been holding him away, promptly ran into a brick wall. When he got up he clenched his fists, staring at the place where Itachi had just been. If Itachi wasn't going to fight him, he'd just have to beat him at his own game.
Meanwhile, Kisame was scouting the village for eligible love interests when Itachi poofed in front of him.
"Find any one?" Itachi asked.
Kisame shook his head. "All the girls are either too young or too old. There don't seem to be any female characters our age aside from nameless villagers."
"Huh? Characters?"
"Never mind." Kisame looked at the list he had been keeping. "I guess the closest person is... Kurenai."
Itachi nodded. Kurenai was a jenin and a teacher. Definite romantic possibilities there.
