Oh God I'm sorry it took so long! I started college, I work four days a week, have a boyfriend and am an addicted gamer...I apologise, I've been so busy! But I wish I could have saw the look on my face at all the wonderful reviews I got! Thank you so much love you all! Will update Silent Howls soon.

- darks

Live to love, live to hate

Leave it all to fate

Live to live, live to die

Live to live another lie

What am I living for?

There is nothing here for me anymore


I can't feel my senses

I just feel the cold

All colours seem to fade away

I can't reach my soul

I would stop running,

If I knew there was a chance

It tears me apart, to sacrifice it all

But I'm forced to let go

- Frozen by Within Temptation

(That's right, I'm Canadian, so I wrote colour in Canadian spelling, lol ;))

Chapter 3: Dreams

Sasuke's point of view:

I was dreaming. I knew I was. I tried my best to convince myself it was true, but I knew, in my heart, it wasn't.

I was in my old house. My mother, my father, my brother...They were all there. But it was different. My mother wasn't the only one who loved me. My father did, too. We were all at the table together, having supper.

"Sasuke," he began, "I just wanted you to know that you have become quite stronger. One day, you might be stronger then Itachi."

I smiled at the tought. That would sure put him in his place. Maybe, just maybe if that happened, I could save everyone from him...Including himself.

Then he continued, "I'm sorry for all the hard training and all that harsh critism I gave you. I do it for I love you and want the best for you."

Itachi, who was sitting next to me, was smiling with pride. He was actually smiling, happy for me. Like a normal brother should be.

"Itachi, would you help me train after supper?"

"Sure." He said.

I smiled. I've never been this happy.

Approval. That's all I ever wanted. To feel like a belong, like I wasn't a burden.

Then my mother came up to me and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "Love you, Son."

"I love you too, Mom." I replied back.

My heart felt so warm with the dream. I was so happy I wanted to cry. But, I knew how cruel dreams are. They convince you they're real, teasing you, that what you want is real. They make you forget everything's wrong and the pain you feel. But, as soon as the dream comes, it ends. You wake up in the dark, then the cold feeling overwhelms you when you realize it will never come true. It wakes you up making you feel your heart just died of dissapointment when you figure out it's all just a dream. This is why I hate dreams. They make you believe you have everything just to wake up to realize you have nothing. Why couldn't my mind leave me in this dream? I'd rather live in an illusion then to feel this pain longing for freedom in me.

I could feel my body beginning to stir, signalling to me the dream is about to end. Against my own free will, my body betrayed me and opened their eyes. Not that it made much difference, though, since I'm blind. But it signalled Itachi that I'm awake and I'm ready to get the torture done with. Maybe he will be merciful and kill me as quick as possible. I could feel something wet and stcky in the back of my head. I knew from experience what that and the smell of something bitter was - blood. I must have banged my head pretty hard sometime during Itachi and my fight. My ribs protested everytime I breathed. They were warning me they couldn't take much more. I could feel numerous cuts on my legs and arms. I could feel my arms tied with a rough rope above my head, I'm assuming attached to a pipe. My feet didn't even reach the ground. My wrists were holding all my weight and I could feel how raw and sore my wrists are.

As I predicated, Itachi saw that I was awake.

"Welcome back," he said in a cold manner, "thought I killed you at first."

I said nothing. There was nothing to say, anyways. Not to a cold killer who you can't reason with. When I didn't reply, he continued.

"Your father thought he could save you from me. He actually thought he could save a soul that was damned from the day it was born."

"Some souls can be saved, with time and loved ones," I tried to reason, trying to make my voice to disguise the pain, "even me."

Itachi let out a cruel laugh. "But you don't have any loved ones."

"That's not true," I said, "Kakashi loves me."

"Oh, your father," Itachi muttered under his breath as if it was a horrible word, "if he loved you, why did he let me catch you so easily?"

I layed my head down in defeat. Why didn't he save me? He always did say he'd be there for me. I even screamed for him, yet no one came to my aid. Where was he when I needed him?

"Face it, Sasuke. Some souls, like yours, are damned the moment they're born," he lectured, "some just can't be saved no matter how hard you try."

Maybe he was right. I mean, sometimes they're babies who don't even get a chance to live, they just die before they could be born. Were they just damned to die by God? Damned before they could even be born? Sometimes, there's just nothing you can do to save someone. Maybe, I was in this situation. Maybe I couldn't be saved. Maybe I'm damned to live just to fight Itachi, to live with this hate. Is this all there is to my life? All this hatred and suffering? But, no, I thought, no, I won't let him get into my head and get the best of me. I won't let him win. I had to kill Itachi with my own hands. Only then I'd be happy. My soul may be damned, but sometimes, a damned soul can be saved.

I lifted my head up, confidence finally finding its way back to me. No. Itachi can't win. I will show him I am as strong as he is, I must get my revenge. For Mom...For Dad...He must pay!

"You're the one who's damned," I snapped back at him, "you're the one so sick in his head that he killed his own clan. You're just telling me I'm the one who's damned to try to convince yourself to make yourself feel better. Someone who's sick, twisted and dead inside as you, is the damned one. There's nothing left inside of you. Not even a heart."

SLAP.

Right across the face. I could feel my neck turn with the force of his hand, my cheek feeling like it's on fire. I lost my breath for a second, but quickly got it back.

"Oh, you have no clue how damned you are," he said.

Then, I knew what he was doing. He was going to trap me in his jutsu.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Sorry for the short chapter, but it's already past 12 AM and I work in the morning. Thanks for reading, have a good day. :)

xxdarkness' kidxx