for once, i dont have any weird line break/timeskips.

i got a question asking whether or not sasuke's got his rinnegan/eternal mangekyo. and the answer is no. he doesn't have rinnegan, nor does he have eternal mangekyo.

in this au, sasuke returns to konoha after he kills itachi, without a fight. and truthfully, i dont know where this is going.

ive got the seeds of a plot, but i havent fleshed anything out yet. im just writing out a plot bunny.

thank you for supporting my plot bunny.


PART TWO

Sasuke raised an eyebrow skeptically - not that anyone could see it behind the mask - but stepped forward and grabbed onto Dumbledore's wrist.

"We're going to use Side-Along Apparition," he explained.

The Uchiha nodded, tightening his grip, most likely to a painful point, but he didn't care. He remembered something about it being likely to lose body parts while traveling this way, and he'd prefer that things like that did not happen.

However, one thing he did not anticipate was the bile that filled his throat and mouth as soon as they arrived. Apparition itself was uncomfortable, yes, but it left him with intense motion sickness. Sasuke bit back the need to throw up and tried to breathe normally.

Beside him was Albus Dumbledore, who looked him up and down with mild approval. "Most people throw up the first time," he said.

Sasuke shrugged, thankful that his mask hid the paler-than-usual hue of his face, and looked around. The duo were on a fairly empty, rundown street.

Dumbledore handed him a folded up piece of paper (It's called "parchment", Sasuke remembered), and he opened it up absentmindedly, scanning over the contents. His knowledge of English was limited, but he recognized the writing as an address.

12 Grimmauld Place.

Magic did have it's benefits, Sasuke decided as he watched the house appear. The magic was different from any genjutsu, and he didn't even realize there was something hidden there. Dumbledore walked towards the house, and Sasuke took that opportunity, when no-one was watching him, to activate his Sharingan. Strangely, he was able to detect the faintest trace of something wrong, but it was difficult - one would say "impossible" - to discern any individual energy signature from inside of the walls.

He followed Dumbledore to the house, in effect turning his gaze towards the Headmaster, and found himself suppressing a feral grin. The not-quite-chakra wasn't nearly as powerful as others he had seen (including his own) , and it wasn't as "sinister" as his, per se.

But it's not really Light at all, he thought as he stepped inside. For a split second, he was taken off guard with the house elf heads mounted on the walls, and the slimy, blackened feeling clinging to the walls, but in the end, the way the house was decorated didn't bother the Uchiha at all. He'd seen far stranger while he was allied with Orochimaru, after all.

The wizard in front of him turned around (Sasuke barely turned off his Sharingan in time - he and Tsunade had decided that it would be best to keep his abilities, for the most part, a secret) and raised a finger to his lips, a clear indication to remain quiet. Sasuke raised an eyebrow, (I'm a ninja. I don't need to be told by some old man to shut up) but did so anyways.

The two found themselves in front of a large, ornate door. Dumbledore raised a hand and knocked on the door. Sasuke contemplated memorizing the beat - obviously a code of some sort - but soon discarded the thought, having arrived to the conclusion that if he needed to get inside so badly, he could've just broken the door down.

They slipped inside to find a congregation of middle-aged witches and wizards gathered around a long, round table carved out of dark, smooth wood, and polished so well, Sasuke could see his reflection in it.

"Welcome to the Order of the Phoenix," Dumbledore said.

Sasuke remained silent, and the wizards began to shift awkwardly, until the stifling silence was broken by a woman with red-orange hair. "I don't know," she said uncertainly. Sasuke stiffened. "He seems a bit… young," she turned toward him. "How old are you?"

He'd honestly been expecting this. The Outside generally looked down on kids being trained in combat from the age of six (Although, in his case, he started far earlier. Some would say he'd been born ready for war).

He glanced at the Headmaster, whose face had taken on a look that displayed a somewhat resigned/annoyed look.

Sasuke took that as an indication to tell the truth. "Seventeen."

The initial response was shock, and it rippled through the room.

Then the shouting started, the most vocal protester being the red-haired woman from earlier. It was hard to make out anything in particular, with so many people arguing, but Sasuke got the idea.

"Just a child"

"Doesn't know what he's getting into"

"Honestly, how could you, Albus?"

He snorted derisively. Despite it being a rather quiet action, the dreadful din hushed, and the shinobi took this as his chance to speak. "Correct me if I'm wrong," he said, "But seventeen is the legal 'adult' age here, yes?"

A quiet "he's got a point there" piped up from a chair in the back corner, but was quickly silenced with a fiery glare from the woman.

"Where I am from, you're technically an adult - meaning you are free to make your own decisions - when you graduate from the Academy," he continued, "And going by that system, I have been an adult since I was thirteen."

"Still -"

"Molly, please," Dumbledore interjected, cutting off the woman before she could argue some more. "I understand; you are a mother, and naturally would be opposed to Sasuke's presence, seeing as he is younger than two of your sons."

(That, Sasuke didn't see coming.)

"But regardless of age," Sasuke said, "I am more than capable of completing this mission."

(Protect the Potter brat, kill the Dark Lord, get info on the Outside.)

(It shouldn't be too hard.)


again, thanks so much to anyone who's reading right now, and especially to anyone who's reviewed.