Okay, okay, I decided that I would write something having to do with Sasuke and Sakura actually getting together, instead of Sasuke being evil and wanting Sakura dead, or worse... He he… Oh, right, and Sasuke's brother comes in later on.
Evilness…
Anyways! Enjoy! This one isn't going to be long.
Key:
"''" Talking and quoting
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Writing like this Thoughts
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He had grown to a handsome teenager. His parents had raised him well… Too bad they weren't alive to acknowledge it.
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"It this… Could it be…"
He looked at his hands.
Oh no, he thought as he shook in fear. No! God! Please, no!
"That's correct," A deep, familiar voice said to him.
Immediately, he looked up to see his brother speaking. He continued.
"This is our house," He said.
"Father! Mother!" He yelled out.
His brother suddenly appeared behind his parents, who were sitting on the floor, apparently oblivious to the danger behind them.
"You are weak," His brother's voice said from behind him.
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"I am not weak," Sasuke growled, covering his ears. "I am not weak, and you know it. Don't say that!"
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"For the next 24 hours…" Itachi started.
"Stop…" Sasuke interrupted him, paralyzed with fear.
The Itachi that had appeared behind his parents raised his Katana.
"… You will wander hopelessly within that day," Itachi finished, smiling as he glared at his younger brother.
No, Sasuke screamed in his head. NO!
"STOP!" Sasuke screamed as his parent's blood splattered against the floor.
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"No!" Sasuke accidentally yelled out. "No," He repeated, more quietly.
"Sasuke?" A soft voice said from the other side of his door. "Are you okay in there?"
"Oh, uh, yeah. Sorry, Sakura," Sasuke said. "I, um, dropped something."
"Oh, okay, are you sure you're okay?" She asked, starting to turn the door handle.
"Wait, Sakura, don't come in! I'm, ah, not dressed," Sasuke quickly stood up and took off his shirt just in case she came in. "I'm fine. I'll be out shortly, okay?"
"O-Okay," He heard Sakura walk away.
That was too close, Sasuke thought, putting his shirt back on.
The blood splattered in front of his eyes again, and he covered his ears, trying to block out his brother's voice.
"Stop," Sasuke whispered. "Please, just, stop…"
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"You are not even worth killing," Itachi said. "Foolish little brother… If you wish to kill me, hate me, detest me and survive in an unsightly way. Run. Run and cling to life."
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"I have… I've hated you, detested you… Then why is it I can't kill you whenever I meet you?" Sasuke whispered.
He angrily wiped away a stray tear from the corner of his eye. Why couldn't he control even that?
I'm so stupid! Why am I so idiotic? Why can't I just be smart for once? Idiot! Stupid! Moron, dolt, imbecile, twit, ignoramus! Sasuke yelled at himself. I trained for so long, and my stupidity hasn't let any of it take effect! Why… Why do I have to be so stupid… Why…?
Sasuke walked into his bathroom, checking his face for any sign of emotion, as he usually did. It was habit, and when he caught himself doing it, he hated himself for it.
He walked out of his room and walked downstairs where Sakura was waiting for him with his lunch.
"Oh, Sakura, you didn't have to do this," Sasuke smiled inside. She really was a sweet person. The smiled was filtered on the outside though, and he kept his cool, indifferent exterior the same. "Really, you didn't."
"Well, you know, since I'm staying with you for awhile, I thought I might as well as show my appreciation to you for taking me in," Sakura smiled sweetly and gestured towards the table. "Sit! I'm going to go back to cleaning."
"Cl-cleaning?" Sasuke almost choked on the word. "Sakura! Really! You seriously don't have to do this! You're not a burden on me! I took you in because I wanted to, not because the Hokage made me."
Sakura blushed a little.
"Sakura, in all reality, it should be me doing this, not you," Sasuke said.
This is the most emotion Sasuke's let me see in a long time, Sakura thought.
"Um," Sasuke realized the same thing, immediately switching to his old self. "Sakura, you go relax. I'll do it."
"B-but…" Sakura started.
"Go relax, Sakura! I don't need you cleaning my house!" Sasuke demanded, louder than he meant.
"'Kay," Sakura looked at the ground as she walked towards her room. She was hoping Sasuke might open up to her if she did something nice. She was so put down by him yelling at her, even her hair hung more loosely than it usually did.
Dammit, Sasuke scolded himself. Why'd I have to go and do that? Dammit, Sasuke! There she was, talking nicely, and you scared her off by being an asshole.
Sasuke slammed his hand on the table, making the dish fall to the ground and smash, destroying Sakura's handiwork.
"Shit," Sasuke yelled out in frustration.
Sasuke walked to Sakura's room silently… Too silently, it seemed.
As Sasuke approached Sakura's door, he heard her crying, and whispering, "Why Sasuke? I was so nice to you! Why can't you just open up?" She sniffed. "Sasuke! Why are you such a jerk?" He heard her hit something with his pillow. "Just… Why…?"
Sasuke stood for a couple for minutes, frozen from what she said. He heard her say nothing more, so he walked to his room, feeling resentful towards himself, and, for some reason, towards her.
She called me a jerk! Me! I don't think I've ever heard her say anything like that before… Sasuke thought. Yes, a voice said. You've never heard her say anything like that before. She's probably always talking about you behind your back.
Sasuke nodded, agreeing with the voice.
He sat on his bed, and immediately took up his familiar pose. He shut his eyes tight and covered his ears, pulling his legs up to his chest and leaned against the wall.
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BOOM!
Sasuke ran outside, almost slipping and falling on the slick wooden floor. He came to a door, and stopped immediately.
Something moved past the door.
Someone's in there.
The air seemed to be resisting his lungs as he tried to draw it in.
Oh God… Move… He closed his eyes, willing courage to take hold of his hand and push the door open. Move… Move! Finally, he felt his hand touch the cold, wood handle on the door.
He slowly pushed them open, seeing a square of light on the floor… And…
"Father! Mother!" They were lying in the square of light, motionless.
No! Sasuke thought, as he saw familiar shoes come out from the shadows. His mind told him that it wasn't who he thought it was. It has to be someone else…
He backed up, but when the man turned towards him, he relaxed… Somewhat.
"Brother!" Sasuke cried out. "Brother, Father and Mother were… Why? Why… Who did this?"
Sasuke stopped talking as soon as he felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder.
"Brother, what are you…" Sasuke began. "What are you doing, Brother?"
"Foolish little brother," Itachi said to him, glaring with an indifferent expression. "Mangekyou Sharingan!"
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Sasuke opened his eyes, glaring at the floor. He couldn't remember much after that. All he could see was blood and bodies. The sky was red, and all the colours were opposite.
He skipped to a different part.
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Sasuke screamed as he dropped to his knees, horrified by what he just saw. He covered his ears, digging his nails into the side of his head, grasping his hair tightly.
Oh… God… Why? He asked as he fell onto his stomach. His eyes were open, but he couldn't see anything. Everything was black, and the smell of fresh blood filled his nostrils.
Finally, his vision came back, and he saw his parents, lying in a patch of moonlight. The horror hit him once more, like a thousand ton weight.
"Why… Why did you…?" Sasuke asked, too weak to finish his sentence.
"To see what I was capable of," Was the short and simple reply Sasuke got.
"What you were capable of?" Sasuke repeated, not believing what he just heard. "That was it? You killed everyone for that reason?"
"It was important," Itachi replied, sounding calm as though him and Sasuke were just having a little, friendly chat.
"What the hell…" Sasuke said, slowly getting up. He suddenly got a powerful urge and he ran towards his brother, yelling out, "Don't screw around!"
Itachi punched Sasuke in the stomach, and chuckled softly as he fell to the ground.
Damn, Sasuke thought as he looked up into his Father's dead face. His eyes filled with tears and his throat burned. He just wanted to sit there and cry. Cry until the days stopped coming for him, and the nights stopped comforting him.
But he couldn't, he was reminded, when Itachi's foot stomped down in front of his face.
I'm scared…
"I'm scared!" He yelled as he stood up and ran.
Sasuke ran out the door. He screamed as he ran back through the house, trying to get away from his maniac older Brother.
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Why? Sasuke thought. Why did you actually do that? I'd like to believe that someone forced you into doing it, or that you were framed at least… But… I can't…
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Sasuke ran through the streets of his clans community, dodging all of the bodies and blood. He couldn't help the tears running down his cheeks as he looked at all the familiar people, lying scattered on the ground.
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Why? Sasuke thought. Why? I was only seven!
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He was finding it hard to breath. Yes, he had cried before, but not when he was running. Fear was twisting, turning and knotting his insides. What if Itachi comes out and kills me right now? I'm less skilled than him! How will I defend myself when the people of my clan couldn't defend themselves against one person?
"Don't kill me!" Sasuke howled. He heard a footstep in front of him.
He stopped, looking for an alternate route from his brother, who now stood in front of him. Remembering what his sensei told him, he took on a defensive stance.
"Don't kill me," Sasuke pleaded.
"You are not even worth killing," Itachi informed him. "Foolish little brother, If you wish to kill me, hate me, detest me, and survive in an unsightly way. Run. Run and cling pathetically to life."
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Sasuke glared at his hands. He knew that he was torturing himself. But he couldn't help it.
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"Dad and Mom didn't have to die… The entire clan was killed because I didn't have enough power," Sasuke glared as he saw himself in front of himself. Idiot, he thought as he looked on.
"Everyone was killed…" The other Sasuke continued.
He couldn't take it any longer.
SHVING!
The kunai stuck into the ground right where the other Sasuke was standing, crying to himself.
"Damn it," Sasuke said. The familiar pain in his throat built up again, and he laid on his back to think for a while.
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Sasuke echoed this memory. He laid down on his bed, closing his eyes.
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A bird flew in circles over Sasuke's head and he sat up. "Kakashi?" He asked aloud. "What does he want?"
He ran towards where he knew Kakashi would be.
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What was it that you wanted, Kakashi? Sasuke wondered.
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"Kakashi?" Sasuke asked, approaching his sensei. Asuma-sensei and Kurenai-sensei were standing there, too. "It's unusual for you to be here first."
"I do it from time to time," Kakashi replied, not looking at his student, but instead looking behind his own back.
Sasuke looked where he was looking, but saw nothing in the shop but a vacant table and two cups.
"I don't like natto and sweets," Sasuke said, looking at his sensei.
"Oh, really?" Kakashi asked.
Kakashi turned towards Asuma and Kurenai, and they both nodded then disappeared.
Sasuke scowled. What was going on?
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Oh, man, Sasuke thought as he looked at his alarm clock. I should go apologize to Sakura.
He stood up slowly, feeling the blood rush to and from his brain immediately. He stood still for a moment to let the head rush pass.
He opened his door, taking note on how dark it had gotten.
He walked to her door and knocked softly. The door slowly opened, but Sakura wasn't in the room.
"Sakura?" Sasuke called out softly. "Sakura, where are you?" He walked out of the room and went to the kitchen, then the sitting room, and finally out into the warm summer evening. "Sakura!" He yelled out into the still night.
Sasuke ran back inside, and saw something that wasn't there before. A note.
Sasuke sighed when he saw it was in Sakura's writing, but it concerned it slightly when he saw what it said.
'Dear Sasuke
I'm sorry that I upset you, please forgive me…'
"Sakura, you're supposed to forgive me," Sasuke shook is head, but read on.
'I went out for a walk, and I don't know when I'll be home. Don't wait for me, I can take care of myself.
Sakura'
"'Don't wait for me…'" Sasuke repeated. "'I can take care of myself.' What do you mean Sakura?"
Sasuke folded the note reluctantly and put it in his pocket. Something seemed a little fishy, but he could have been wrong, it happened from time to time, whether he like to admit it or not.
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Sasuke opened his eyes. His room was dark, except for the moonlight flowing through his window. Half of the moonlight was blocked by someone standing in front of the window. Whomever it was, was turned away from Sasuke and whispering something.
"How am I going to do this? I can't do it now, to soon, but what about tomorrow? No, not tomorrow, because of what I did today they'd suspect something before I even started. What about the next night? I'll have to wait until he's late, then I can do it… I'll have to wait…"
"Brother?" Sasuke asked groggily. He rubbed his eyes and looked up again. Itachi had become immobile, still staring out his window. "What are you doing in here?"
"It's best to see the moon from your room. It helps me think, go back to sleep," Itachi said, still not turning around.
"But, Brother!" Sasuke said, crawling over to his brother. "What were you talking about? What are you going to do? Why're you going to have to wait? Wait for who to be late? Can I help you with what you're doing? What is it?"
Itachi spun around. "Little Brother, you are annoying," Sasuke saw the familiar Sharingan, but, but… This time, it was different. "I said go back to sleep!"
All Sasuke remembered after that was the room spinning, and darkness engulfing him.
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Sasuke regretted talking to his Brother that night. If only I had shut up and listened to what he was saying. He didn't know that I was awake until I asked him. If I had just listened, then maybe Father and Mother would be alive, Sasuke thought as he walked back out the door. Sakura, I don't care what you say, I'm coming to find you.
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Some scenes I got straight from the episodes, but the last one I made up, and also some things that Sasuke thinks in the scenes obviously I made up. Hey! They suited the scene!
Review please! If I did or didn't do something that offended you, please, don't let me know!
