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Confession 02

A Small World for The Lost

Lost are those who can't find their way back home,

Lost are the souls that wander in the dark of the night, alone.

A delicately strewn band that sweetly entangles thou,

The flower of contentment is what thee sows.

Then in the midst of tranquility, a storm comes raging;

Loud and ferocious,

Heartless and malicious,

Cruel and ostentatious.

Snapping every thread oh so easily,

Leaving a taunting roar, echoing from the now empty valleys.

Snatching away the compass that guided to safety,

Stealing the burning spheres that shined down at thee.

Indeed, Lost are those who were caught in this storm,

Forever broken, mutated, scarred and torn…


The sounds of children, of every age, could be heard from the playground. The little colorful bundles could be seen running around chasing each other in a game of tag, or some swinging up in the air trying to reach the sky, all with a wide smile on their faces. The older boys were busy building up a tree house, while the girls of the similar age to those boys could be seen playing with their dolls or braiding each other hair.

It was a cheerful environment, and any outsider observing could definitely feel the happiness radiating off the kids. It wasn't a perfect world for them, but it was a happy one nonetheless.

Amongst the crowd that loitered mostly in the playground area, in the far East corner of it, two figures could be noticed sitting on the swing set which wasn't used by the children at all. The younger one of the two quietly pushed his feet back and forth, making himself swing slightly. His ebony eyes were downcast while his equally dark bangs covered his eyes. The elder one, who was in his early teens, observed the plays of the children in the playground while casting a side way glance at his younger sibling now and then.

The call of his name got him to turn his gaze towards the glass doors that led inside the building. There on the gates stood a middle-aged lady. Her head was covered like a nun and she wore a long straight blue dress with white borders. She stood holding her hands with a gentle smile on her face.

The teen returned his gaze to the smaller boy sitting beside him on the swing set. He held his hand out to the younger and said "Let's go". The younger boy brought his eyes up the other similar set of eyes gazing down at him and then reached his hand out to hold the offered hand. They both got off the swings and made their way to the inside of the building, with the younger trailing behind his elder sibling.

Inside, the two were lead to a room at the left side of the stairs which led to the upper floor of the building. The room was big and cozy with two sets of sofas placed opposite each other. There was a coffee table placed in the middle, and a beautifully decorated vase containing fresh flowers sat on top of the table. The walls of the room were painted off-whitish, making it appear bigger than it really was. A large window occupied the opposite wall, giving a view of the garden outside which was blooming with all kinds of flower. The floor was made up of wood planks with a red carpet placed in the middle, where all the sofas and the table was.

The room already had three other occupants besides the two siblings that just entered. A kind middle-aged couple sat on the sofa on the right side. The third occupant was a man in his early fifties occupied the sofa to the left of the couple. He had a frown on his face but he immediately replaced it with a convincing smile.

"Ah! There you are Itachi! And I see Sasuke is with you too," he acknowledged them. "Here, come sit!" he pointed to the sofa opposite to the couple. Itachi narrowed his gaze for a second as if thinking of turning back, but then decided against it. He moved forward, Sasuke's hand still in his, and took a seat. Sasuke sat down close to Itachi and wrapped himself around his brother's arm.

"Itachi…" the older man started, casting a wary glance to the Sasuke, "this here is Mr. and Mrs. Takeda. They are extremely loveable couple and live in a warm cozy house back in village. And well," another pause, "they would really like you to become a part of their family. They are here to adopt you."

Sasuke's arms tightened around Itachi's at the mention of the word 'adopt', although his head remained down. Itachi looked down at his otouto, a hardly noticeable smile on his face and patted Sasuke on the head. The younger raven peaked up at his brother noticing the smile and relaxed.

Sensing his little brother relaxed and assured now, Itachi turned back to look at the couple sitting in front of him. They both were looking expectantly at him. They did look kind and someone who were loving and caring. But they didn't offer him the one thing he wanted the most. To keep his otouto by his side. They only wanted to adopt him and that meant leaving Sasuke behind. And that wasn't going to happen. Not now. Not ever.

The old man already knew what Itachi was going to do. He had seen this go down more than once and understood the reason behind it. He had tried telling the couple that which he already knew, but they wouldn't give up without trying it for themselves.

"I'm sorry but I'll have to refuse your offer." Itachi stated.

The couple seemed appalled by his answer judging by the size of their eyes. "But why..?" Mrs. Takeda spoke, unable to comprehend.

"I promise, we are not like those people who appear friendly on the faces but turn vicious behind the scenes. We truly will take care of you and provide for you as well as-" Mr. Takeda was the one to speak up but he stopped short when Itachi raised his hand and shook his head.

"I can guess you are very nice people and I am not blaming you to be otherwise. My reason for refusing is that while yes, you can provide for me and rest, you cannot afford to adopt my little brother. And I simply refuse to go anywhere with anyone without my little one, however nice they may be."

Mrs. Takeda tried speaking up again but Itachi cut in "I'm sorry. I won't change my mind no matter what you offer to me." With that cleared, Itachi stood up, with Sasuke in tow, bowed down and simply left the room, leaving behind a quite disappointed couple who had been really looking forward to a new addition to their family.


It was night time now and Itachi lay awake in his bed, reminiscing about everything that had happened up till now. It had been two years since the night when he had received the devastating news about their parents' death. He didn't know what to do or think and most importantly; he didn't know how he was going to break this news to his five-year old brother.

The morning came however, despite his reluctance, and Sasuke woke up, now in the world where he was an orphan, where both of them were orphans now. Sasuke, oblivious to the somber news, woke up his usual cheerful self and seeing that innocent smile, Itachi had almost convinced himself to hide his otouto from the harsh reality. Almost being the keyword. But he knew he had to tell him sooner or later. So he had solemnly beckoned Sasuke toward himself and with every rushed step that the younger took, one of the pieces of his heart shattered.

Sasuke had frowned at first, not able to understand why was his Nii-san saying things like that, but the grave and broken look in Itachi's face had convinced him that no, his brother wasn't lying. He had then gone still for a few minutes and then the weight of the bitter reality fell upon and so did his tears with it. Sasuke had cried for hours in his big brother's arms and days after that while Itachi did his best to comfort his baby brother and tried his best to not let himself fall apart. He couldn't. He had to be strong for his otouto.

After that, everyday their house was open to social workers, and since the Uchihas had no other relatives, so they were transferred to an orphanage. Sasuke had protested but Itachi knew that this was the best option for both of them, since even though Itachi was a lot mature for his age, there were still things that he couldn't possibly do. Although he had made sure that he and Sasuke remained close. Many families had come to come to adopt him and he had refused all of them down, because they only offered a life for him and not his otouto. He didn't want Sasuke to be separated from him. His little brother needed him.

The sound of soft feet padding on the wood floor broke him out of his trip down the memory lane. He knew whom those footsteps belonged to and sure enough, his bed dipped a little and something warm and tiny attached itself to his back. Itachi smiled lightly.

"Couldn't sleep tonight either, otouto?" he asked gently. The small body behind him tensed when he spoke up but then relaxed seconds after and nodded his head in confirmation. Itachi turned to his other side, facing Sasuke who scooted even closer and nuzzled his head under Itachi's chin. The elder wrapped his arm around his waist and kissed him on top of his head. This had become an everyday occurrence now and to be honest Itachi himself had become used to having his little brother by his side.

He was drifting into sleep when Sasuke's meek voice got his attention.

"What did you say, otouto?" he asked stroking Sasuke's deceptively soft spikes.

"I said Gomen Nii-san," Sasuke repeated. Itachi furrowed his eyebrows. What was his baby brother apologizing for? His question was answered soon though. "I am always stopping Nii-san from going away to a nice house. Those uncle and aunty earlier seemed really nice. But you said no to them because of me.. Gomen…" the younger's voice faded out at the end.

Itachi sighed. His foolish little brother. He gently grabbed the younger chin and tilted his head upwards. "Foolish little brother," he said lovingly, "I didn't refuse because you were holding me back." Itachi explained.

"Then why did you?" the younger asked, a little angry. Itachi raised his forefinger and middle finger and jabbed Sasuke on the forehead "Because I want to stay with you and protect you. That's what big brothers are for." Itachi chuckled lowly as Sasuke angrily pouted, rubbing the red spot on his forehead. "I will always be with you." He assured.

Sasuke stared at his Nii-san for a while but soon a smile graced his childish and innocent features. He was content. Both of them were. For now.


"The monster I kill every day is the monster of realism. The monster who attacks me every day is destruction. Out of the duel comes the transformation. I turn destruction into creation over and over again."
― Anaïs Nin, Henry and June: From "A Journal of Love"-The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin

TBC...


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