Chapter four, D-E-A-D
A Sasuke narrative, I think this may be the only one.
This is also a turning point, (wait, am I supposed to tell you that?)
Sasuke ran with Kakashi. Kakashi had always been pretty calm, and he would have brought the others if there was a fight or something. This was something… Unique. Sasuke, being quick of mind soon put 2 and 2 together, that they were moving in towards the crowd. Then, a thought passed through his head… had he seen any dead, or mutilated corpses? Maybe it was… Sasuke gulped, and a part of his head that drove him on, was repeating
"Bring it, bring it! I'll hit Itachi so hard his clothes'll go out of style!" but then the other part, the part that tinged once when Sakura accidentally hit him with a log, or when one of his fan girls stopped completely idolizing him, was worried. This surprisingly, was the part that went for a kunai in his pocket, not the warrior half.
"Don't worry, Sasuke. I would, never let my comrades die." Kakashi muttered. Sasuke looked up, and that kunai- grabbing side tinged, a tingle he hadn't felt in some time.
"Ow, Ow! Let me go!" a young, but pretty kid said to a larger one holding him upside down.
"Ha, little punk, you deserve this, now hold still!" the kid laughed, as he pulled back his fist, he tried to swing, but his fist was held by an older, slightly regal looking man.
"You… shouldn't touch my son!" the man growled, and in a quick motion, pulled the boy's muscle to an uncomfortable cramp-for-a-week position.
"Yow!" the kid yelled as he ran away, teary eyed.
"I… I'm sorry, dad." Young Sasuke said, as he walked beside his father back to the Uchila mansion.
"It's alright son… remember… someone will always be there, you just need to know where to look."
Sasuke flashed back to reality. They were in front of a large, gaping crowd. Some were Jounins, Sasuke recognized them.
"Make way, he deserves to see this." Kakashi yelled out. The crowd parted, and Sasuke slowly walked forward, trembling. He saw it, lying there, stained slightly.
"That… that was Itachi's cloak. He never went without it… he was to be buried with it… for it to be off surly means…"
"Itachi's dead." Sasuke finished the Jounins sentence. And stared, down looking at the ground.
Kakashi started to move in on Sasuke, but Sasuke just stood there, and soon, a tear started to roll down his cheek.
"I always wanted it. I prayed it; I trained for it, and now its here… Itachi's death. I've failed; it was my job to take him out… I was supposed to avenge the Uchila name…" Sasuke announced, unaware that all heard him.
"But, it's over now… and so, it means that all is as it should. Besides, a man must spend his life in a way that will last forever." The Hokage appeared.
"All return to business!" he finished grandly, and handed Sasuke the cloak.
"Here, you deserve it." He said, and started back to the temple.
"No more training for today," Kakashi said, before leaping off to talk to the Hokage. They were soon out of hearing range, but Sasuke could pick out a couple of words, like "week," and "mission". He guessed that Kakashi had another mission. That was great, now how would he ever become strong enough? Then he remembered, strong enough for what? And for once, inside his brain, the Kunai grabber side of his brain took control, and reassured him as he walked home.
Sasuke went home, and went to the springs, to get a good bath… that might help him. As he relaxed among the steaming water, he proffered not to think, instead, he thought of ways to avoid thinking, like, perhaps deliberately, "dropping" a bucket when some fan girls were around, so he could focus on avoiding them.
After the spring, he went home to sleep. He found a note that said that they would report to the armory at 6:00 am sharp! Kakashi knew that this of course meant that they would wait till around 7:30 t starts the mission. Oh well, better to obey, than to get caught once. This may be the only time Kakashi would be on time.