Upon a Falling Star
Author's Note; Uh...what's wrong with I had changed a few thins after I upload the first chapter, and it wouldn't update, so I deleted and resubmitted the story. And now you can't access the resubmitted version either? oO; Anywho. I bring to you Uchiha Sasuke's side of the prologue. Enjoy.
And as always, reviews are appreciated, as long as they're meaningful in some way.
Prologue Chapter:
Dragon's Side
To wish upon a shooting star. Sasuke remembered when his mother had told him about that. He couldn't have been much older than four at the time. That was...so long ago. A small, subtle smile lit his usually gloomy features as he remembered his toddler self, watching the stars in awe.
"Are they angels, mommy?" Sasuke remembered himself asking, turning his wide, innocent gaze to his mother, who smiled adoringly at him.
"Yes! And if you see one shooting across the sky, be sure to make a wish on it!"
"Why, mommy?"
"Because it will come true! The angels are spreading their magic around when they move, so be sure to take the chance when you see one!"
He'd never actually seen a shooting star. Of course, he knew they were rare, and he knew that they weren't stars at all. But that didn't stop him now, from staring up a the sky, so hopefully, so expectantly. The distant drone of snores told him that his comrades were fast asleep; no one to bother him as he waited for and 'angel' to appear.
And then, in the blink of an eye, he saw it. The streak of light cut the dark sky into two, as Sasuke hastily brought his hands together and closed his eyes, feeling ridiculous. He knew it was just a child's tale. Just a tale to keep kids hopeful, happy. He wasn't a kid anymore; no, not after all he's done.
...But he had to try, anyways, right?
He murmured just softly enough for himself to hear, but not to wake the others. He recalled the rhyme his mother taught him.
"Star light, star bright.
I wish I may, I wish I might,
Have this wish, I wish tonight.
I want my goals to be fulfilled. I want my clan avenged and restored.
...Please?"
In a moment, Sasuke's eyes opened, watching the shooting star move further and further away, until it was no more than just another bright dot. He stood up, frowning. That was childish. That was stupid. That was completely unlike him. He did not wish on stars, he did not say please; Uchiha Sasuke trained and fought, and glared threateningly to get his way.
Shaking his head, Sasuke made his way down the slope. The wind howled restlessly through the trees, echoing Sasuke's hollow feeling. Not only was it uncharacteristic of him, it was stupid, too. He knew, as much as he wanted to deny it, that deep inside, he hoped his wish would come true. And yet, he also knew that stars don't rant wishes, especially shooting, flaming pieces of space-rock disuised as stars.
Oh look, he's preparing himself for the disappointment already.
With a soft, almost aggravated-at-himself sigh, the Uchiha found a spot next to to the fading fire, bunkering down. He should just rest and wait for the next day of training and searching to come.