Author's Note: Hi. I am putting a kind of WARNING with this chapter. It does go into some rather dark material matter but it does serve as a source to how our dear Sasuke acts. I promise it will not stay dark like this for the rest of the story. Please enjoy and let me know what you think!

Chapter 14 – Sasuke's Chapter

There were things I wish I'd never remember but no matter how I tried to push the memories away they always came back to haunt me. I was eight years old and going to my first sleep away camp. I had begged my parents to let me go since I wanted to prove I was just as independent as Itachi. Root Camp for Boys was what it was called.

When I got to camp I found out all the campers were boy but the counselors were not. My two counselors were Anko and a man called Orochimaru. I really liked them. Anko acted like a boy but she still reminded me of Mother even though she was only fifteen. Orochimaru was always giving us campers food and sneaking us off to cool places to explore. Often it would just be me and him. I thought it was normal since I was going off alone with Itachi.

"Sasuke, want to see a cool cave I found?" Orochimaru woke me up one night.

"Sure!" I was always up for an adventure. He told me had to be quiet or he couldn't show me the cool cave. I followed him quietly. He took me far into the woods and to the cave. The cave was not that different from the ones I had been shown earlier.

"I really like you, Sasuke," He told me while we walked in the cave.

"I like you too, Orochimaru-sensei," I said because I did. He took my shoulder and made me look at him. He smiled at me.

"I really like you, Sasuke," he said. I didn't know why he was saying this.

"When I really like someone, Sasuke, I have a special way of showing them how I feel," He forced me down to the floor. I didn't understand what he was doing till his lips were coming for me.

"Get off of me," I yelled at him and smacked him.

"Now, Sasuke, I'm just trying show you how I feel. This how people who like each other show it to each other. And you said you liked me…" I was eight and not understand what he was trying to do to me.

"Sasuke, let me show you my feelings," He tried to kiss me again.

"No!" I tried to fight him off but I failed. He did things to me no one should do to a child. When he finished he dressed me back up and walked me back to the cabin. I felt disgusted and angry. He had betrayed my trust and hurt me. I became more reclusive.

"What's wrong, Sasuke? You've been acting weird these last few days," Anko noticed. I found my chance to tell her what happened.

"Orochimaru-sensei…touched me," I told her.

"What?"

"He took me to a cave and-"

"Stop! Who can you say that about Orochimaru? This a terrible accusation," She would not hear me out. I tried to tell her but she shut me down.

"You're a terrible boy," She left me. I trusted her and she failed me. Camp ended and I was glad to leave but the damage was done. It was because of that incident I changed. I could not find myself able to trust others as I had done because the ones I had trusted had betrayed and failed me. I could not stand to be around Sakura because she liked me so much. She was so innocent and naïve. I guess I was envious of how unafraid and innocent she was. Anyway, I never told my parents about what happened or even Itachi because I feared they wouldn't believe like Anko hadn't.

It was when I was eleven that I saw a letter come from Root for my parents. I stole the letter before they could open it. I read it. It was from Anko. She wrote about the incident and how she didn't believe me but then discovered only too late that Orochimaru had been doing what he did to me to many campers. He was being locked away and she wanted me to testify if I as willing and she wanted to apologize to me in person. I could not forgive her and I never wanted to see that man. I forged a letter back to her refusing everything. I burnt her letter so no one else could ever see it.

I got older and pushed the memories away. I thought I would never have another encounter then Anko became my teacher. How? It didn't matter how but I would not let her near me again. I would never trust her again. I would never forgive her. I was going to go on with my life living with my scars and she would have to as well.

Author's Note: I know this was a downer but it serves as his character development. Please don't hate me and don't stop reading!