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IV

Ketsuraku - Missing

Written by Dragenruler

Twilight blazed against the sky. The various mauve-and cardinal-coloured phosphorescence sluggishly dissolved against the eerie darkness. The duskiness of the night was starless, tenebrous clouds swiftly shifted across the nightlight. It was enchanting, the night sky slowly evolved further into various shadows.

A lonesome blotchy moon shone glaringly towards a pulchritudinous house. The harsh voices of the assiduous day briskly became laconic. It was overwhelmingly quiet, the darkness slowly enveloped a desolated house. A high metal fence curled in various spikes as it twisted towards the top.

The landscape was populous with various clusters of flowers and trees. Roseate-coloured blossoms fluttered along the breeze, gently crumbling onto the stone path that led towards the traditional Japanese home. The mansion croaked softly as movement stirred inside the dwelling, a child-like head emerged from the side.

The frail body of the child tenderly shifted through the window, plunging onto the ground. His fingers curled into the ground, slowly lifting himself before urgently wiping at his face. Mud painted his face, his onyx-coloured eyes watered as he hastily raced towards the gate. "Doko ni itta, Itachi-ani?" He mumbled, glancing sidewise as he crossed the street, abandoning his house.

"He promised to play…" His movement suddenly stopped, his tiny hands curled into his ebony-coloured locks as he glimpsed at the darkening sky. "I find him then go home… Mother worry…" He muttered, tittering as he ogled his newly bought shoes.

Sasuke nodded determinately, clutching tighter onto his jacket urgently tugging it closer towards his small body. He slowly wandered into a foreign direction, his gaze shifted exigently as he moved aimlessly, searching. Sasuke trembled violently as his gentle footfalls echoed throughout the empty street.

"Are you lost Sasuke?" the voice slithered, forcing Sasuke to freeze with fear. Sasuke peered at the strange man, frowning as he moved closer towards the man. Another shiver rattled through his tiny body as he stared at the man, silently pondering. He eagerly shook his head, simpering. "How you know my name?"

"I work with your father…" The man articulated, settling his arm out the car window as he reached toward the four-year old. "Can I take you home? I have some candy if you like?" He hastily snatched onto Sasuke's arm, tugging the small boy closer towards the car. "You are searching for your brother, I can help…?"

"You know my father?" Sasuke questioned, mumbling to himself before nodding eagerly. "Diajōbu! But we need find Itachi-ani first!"

"Mother…"

"Kon'nichiwa Itachi!" Mikoto smiled brightly as she peered towards her eldest son, hastily bustling throughout the kitchen. "You're home late, been out with Shisui?" Her voice was gentle as she quickly grabbed onto a few bowls, her feeble body twisted as she clutched onto their chopsticks and a plastic fork, wiping them against her apron.

"Yes, sorry Mother. We were busy completing a project. Can I help with anything?" Her beautiful features softened as he spoke, his voice slightly cracking from his lie. A soft giggle escaped from her as she peered towards her son again, desperately wanting to voice her amusement. Her gaze slowly moved back towards the cutlery.

"No, I am finished with dinner and your father is on his way home…" Mikoto mumbled as she situated the cutlery beside the bowls. Her stare fixated onto the small plastic fork, a tender frown graced her visage as she quickly twisted her body towards Itachi. "Can you get Sasuke; he has been unusually quiet for a few hours now."

"Sure…" Itachi smiled tenderly at his mother, hastily twisting his body as he turned around a corner rapidly moving towards the stairs. Mikoto smiled sadly as she washed her hands, gently wiping them against a cloth. It was abnormal; Sasuke was never this silent before. Her youngest son always had something to do or say.

A soft sigh escaped from her as she shifted aimlessly around the small kitchen as she waited for her sons. Mikoto slowly trembled as her stomach sunk, an eerie feeling travelled throughout her body, forcing her to frown as she peered towards the door. The feeling intensified, making her extremely nauseas.

Her head was pounding; the urgent echoing of her sons footfalls magnified the pain. Mikoto sluggishly caressed her forehead and stomach as she waited for her sons. She swallowed heavily, leaning against the stove as the footfalls moved closer.

"Mother!"

"Yes…?" She glanced towards Itachi, her frown deepened. "Where is your brother?" Mikoto murmured her eyes wide as she stared at the empty space next to her eldest son. "Itachi where is your brother?" Her voice was urgent as she moved closer towards Itachi; her hands trembled as she narrowed her gaze.

"I can't find him. He is not in his room or the bathroom or in any other place I checked." His voice was harsh, cold and forced Mikoto to freeze as she stared at her son. She frantically pushed her body away from the counter as she placed her hands on her hips. "Mother are you certain Sasuke is in the house?"

"What? Of course, where else would my four-year old son be?" She whispered angrily, urgently pushing herself past Itachi and she rushed towards the stairs. "Sasuke!" Mikoto shrieked glancing towards her eldest son as he hastily followed her. "Sasuke! Koko ni fusero! Don't you dare play games! Sasuke! If you do not come out now, I am calling your father!"

"Mother, Sasuke is not in the house. He would have come immediately when I searched for him…"

Mikoto swallowed thickly as she glanced back to her grimacing son, his beautiful eyes wide with uncertainty as he grabbed onto her arm. "Itachi, are you certain he is not in his room?" Her fingers curled into her apron, clutching tightly onto the fabric as she bellowed her youngest sons' name again, her voice growing frantically.

He nodded, tightly gripping onto Mikoto's arm as she screamed for Sasuke again. Panic rose through her voice as she tugged her arm loose from his strong grip, hastily racing towards his room as she shouted towards Itachi." Call your father immediately, tell him that Sasuke is missing and then go search the outside for your brother! He has to be somewhere in this house!"

24 Years Later

"Sasuke-kun…" She murmured, gently collapsing against their bed as she twisted her head, ogling at his nude back. His robust sinews coiled against one another as he rubbed his hair dry with a towel, his nude body twisting as he peered at her, playfully smirking. "How are you so perfect, Sasuke-kun?"

"I am not perfect…" He mumbled his movement was sluggish as he sauntered towards the drawer, gently tugging out clothes. "There are many things imperfect about me." Sasuke hastily dressed, his ebony-coloured hair drooped across his face as he slumped onto the bed, lazily wrapping his arm around her waist.

"That is not true…" She curled against his body, gently caressing his exposed chest as she kissed his cheek. "You are my Sasuke-kun and therefore, you are perfect…" She whispered, tenderly caressing twirls across his perfectly sculpted chest, her gaze instantly travelled towards the ring on her hand.

It was unusual, most people in their culture did not care for rings or the emblematic meaning of such an object, but she adored the idea. It was an allegorical symbol that represented that she belonged to him. An enchanting smile graced her peaceful visage, her eyes shimmering through the tiredness.

"You're annoying, Sakura…"

"I know…" She giggled; an impish simper quickly replaced his frown as he peered at his fiancé. "But you fancy me either way." She tugged him closer towards her, seeking his warmth. "This means that I will never let you go…" Sakura sighed, twisting her body as she closed her tired eyes, smiling sadly when she peered towards the ring again.

"You're father still disapproves of me…" She whispered as her nimble fingers quickly twisted into her short locks as wiped at her forehead. "I do not believe that he will be happy that we are engaged… Orochimaru-san never liked me." Her voice was tender and intertwined with sleepiness as she shifted closer towards Sasuke.

"Sakura, my father does not hate you…"

She yawned, sluggishly shaking her head as she curled deeper into the bed. "Sakura, we can discuss this tomorrow… We both just worked a double shift at the hospital." Sasuke murmured, slowly caressing her exposed hip as he placed a tender kiss against her forehead.

"Are you certain you are related…?" She asked, her voice sluggish as she yawned again, her hand gently twisting across her body and towards Sasuke's hand. "You and your father do not even look alike. It is abnormal…" Sakura whispered, sighing softly as she shifted closer towards Sasuke. She shook her head sluggishly as she mumbled incoherently.

"Sakura, shut-up."

"Nanishiteruno?" Sakura asked, hastily crossing her arms as she puffed her cheeks as she plummeted against the couch. She lifted an eyebrow as she peered towards her friend; doubt enveloped her features as her fingers quickly travelled through her short hair, sighing softly. "Naruto! Are you listening to me?"

Her gaze narrowed when he ignored her, forcing her to stare at him. His body lounged against the computer chair as he viciously clicked on the mouse; his fingers randomly migrated towards the keyboard before instantly moving towards the mouse again. His gaze focused onto the brightly lit screen, illuminating his visage.

"Are you ignoring me…?" Sakura murmured bitterly, hastily rose from her seated position as she hauled towards him, ready to punch him across his head. The sound of her harsh footfalls echoed throughout the room as she stomped towards him, glaring fiercely. "I swear if you are playing some sort of ga-! That is Sasuke!"

Naruto quickly glanced towards her, his eyes widen as he rubbed the back of his neck. "How do you know his name?" He asked, slightly slanting his head as he smiled pathetically. "Have you seen him, he has been missing since he was four…" Naruto hastily twisted back towards the computer, enlarging the picture of the young boy.

"He resembles my fiancé." Sakura murmured her shoulders sagged as she ogled at the picture across his shoulder. "Naruto, what are you doing…? He looks just like Sasuke did when he was younger. Why do you say kidnapped…?" Her voice was intertwined with bewilderment, sluggishly peering at her friend as she settled her hand against his arm.

"My cousin, Karin, she went missing a few days ago and my mom already reported it to the police but asked me to post her picture on this website and I just remembered about this boy, one of my mom's friends son went missing like twenty-three or twenty-four years ago, he is about my age now and I was just checking to see if his profile is still here…" He rambled, hastily clicking on the picture again opening the profile.

"It is kinda weird that your fiancé resembles this boy and has the same name…!"

Sakura nodded sluggishly as her gaze roamed across the screen, memorizing the information. "Yeah, weird…" She swallowed heavily, her breathing shallow as she whispered, "You said he was four when he went missing?" Her fingers quickly slapped his hand away from the mouse, scrolling across the webpage.

"Sakura, are you alright?" She sighed, languidly nodding her head as she swiftly moved away from Naruto. A forlorn smile graced her features as she gawked at the picture of the beautiful little boy, slowly crossing her arms as she shook her head.

"Yes, I am fine… But you do not ignore your friend who took time off of her busy schedule to visit you…" She murmured her gaze still fixated onto the computer screen. "There is no excuse for such rude behaviour! You are twenty-eight and it is late in the afternoon and still in just boxers? How does Hinata put up with this?"

The daylight gleamed through the cloudless sky; the elegant corona of the day only ignited the lustrous rays of the light. It was a cold winter morning, the bitterness of the day refused to seep through the atmosphere as the sun shone blindingly and the wind voiceless. Everything seemed perfect on such a flawed day.

A graceful smile appeared on her features as she twisted her body towards her fiance, tenderly gazing at him as the engine roared as it travelled along the street. A gentle sigh escaped from her as she glanced towards the car window, the various houses and buildings thawed together as the car hastened pasted the houses, hastily moving towards it's target.

"Sakura, my father does not hate you…"

She rapidly shook her head, frowning as she glanced towards her fiancé. His enticing features made her sigh, what she did was wrong but she could not help the nagging emotion that swirled around her stomach. His onyx-coloured eyes swept over her petite body as she trembled, sighing softly as she twisted her gaze towards him.

"Maybe you are right, Sasuke-kun…" Sakura swallowed heavily, forcing her gaze back towards the window as the small house came into view. She quickly placed her hand on top of his, intertwining her fingers with his. Another gentle sigh escaped from her as the car travelled closer towards its destination.

Her body hastily slumped against the leather seats, her gaze refused to falter from his angelic features as they neared his childhood home. "Sasuke-kun, there is something that I need to tell you…" She murmured her voice barely detectable as she sluggishly lifted her body from the seat as they pulled into the driveway.

"What the fuck is the police doing here?"

"Sasuke!" She shrieked as he hauled the car door opened, hastily stepping out of the vehicle before slamming the door shut. Sakura instantly followed him, shifting her body out of the car before she scrambled after him. "Sasuke-kun, stop it right now!" It was futile; he already bolted through the door and into the house.

Sakura ambled towards the door, hastily rushing into the house. She breathed heavily as she entered the house, rapidly searching for Sasuke as she hastened towards the kitchen. Various noises echoed throughout the house, her fiancés voice was harsh and fierce. "Sasuke-kun," She murmured, slipping into the room.

"Father what is going on?" Her gaze travelled instantly towards her fiancé before it sluggishly roamed across the room, instantly halting on the two strangers. One of the foreigners resembled Sasuke; his long ebony-coloured hair was pulled back into a ponytail as his dark-coloured gaze focused on Sasuke, refusing to falter. His visage was twisted in anger.

He was an extremely handsome man. The other had half of his face concealed with a surgical mask, his dark gaze pierced through Orochimaru-san as his hand travelled through his hair, gently tugging at the tresses as he sighed. "It seems that accusations seem to be true… Orochimaru, you need to come to the station with us." His gaze shifted towards Sasuke, tilting his head to the side as he spoke. "We will need a DNA test done, but I believe it will only prove what we already know?"

"Sasuke, don't you dare say anything or give them a sample!" Orochimaru's voice slithered throughout the room, forcing the man with the surgical mask to tug him from his seated position. "Do not make me force you, Orochimaru. You will already be most likely sentenced to jail for kidnapping, do not make me haul you towards the prison." He twisted his body, glancing towards the other officer. "Itachi, I will allow you to escort these people to the station."

"Father, what is happening?" Sasuke asked again, his voice stiff as he glared towards his father. His fists clenched tightly onto his pants as Orochimaru ignored him and sluggishly strolled out the room, the officer following. "Sakura, what is going on?" He twisted his body towards Sakura, frowning at her perplexed and anxious posture.

"Sakura, what the fuck did you do?"

"I am sorry, Sasuke-kun…" She murmured as her gaze instantly travelled towards the space behind him. His posture immediately went rigid when he felt two strong arms embrace him, pulling him tightly against another body. Sasuke swallowed harshly, his body was petrified as the arms tightened against him.

"Watashi wa anata o mitsuketa…"

"Alright…" His gaze wandered across the paper, his eyes slowly lifting at the sides as he smiled. "This proves it. I am sorry to be the one to say this, but Orochimaru kidnapped you at a young age. You are Uchiha Sasuke, the youngest child of the Uchiha clan." He quickly closed the folder, shifting the file towards the side of his desk.

"Kakashi that is a mistake." He said rudely, calling the man on his first name was unacceptable and made Sakura chew onto her bottom lip. Sasuke hastily twisted his gaze away from the detective, fixating his glare onto his fiancé.

"Sasuke-kun, DNA does not lie." Sakura murmured, reaching for his hand only for him to instantly yank it away. She frowned, sluggishly letting her hand retreat from his physique as she swallowed the torment that embraced her body. Sakura quickly lifted her body, bowing properly before turning towards Sasuke.

Sakura rapidly tugged Sasuke towards herself, pulling him out of the office before Kakashi could stand. She slammed the office door before shoving Sasuke, glaring at him as she forced herself not to cry. "How dare you… I was trying to help you and then you ignore me for weeks, make me feel like the villain when I was trying to help you and not even allow me to touch you!"

Sasuke stumbled, grabbing onto a bench that was placed against the wall steading his balance as he glared at Sakura. "I did not ask you to do anything…!" He whispered angrily, shifting closer towards her as he sighed. "I was happy, content for once and you ruined it with your hate for my father!"

"Stop trying to make me the enemy when all I was thinking about was your happiness!" Sakura whispered dejectedly, urgently wiping at her eyes as she gawked at his angry expression. "I can't handle you when you are like this… You have been treating me like this for weeks, ever since they came and took Orochimaru-san and I can't live with being hated…"

"I love you too much to force you to live your life around someone you hate…" She fiddled with the ring, twisting it around before plucking it from her finger. Sakura reached towards him, opening her palm revealing the ring as she pushed it into his hands. "You deserve to be happy with your real family even if it means that you will hate me."

She yanked him towards her, tenderly kissing him before pushing him away again. "Sayōnara, Sasuke-kun… Please be happy." Sakura quickly twisted her body, forcing herself to leave him as she shuffled away, her soft sniffing and sobs echoed throughout the station. Her retreating back made Sasuke frown, wanting desperately to follow her but forced himself to stay.

"Sasuke…!"

Petite and fragile arms enveloped him, gently pushing the small body tightly against him as the back of his shirt turned moist. He quickly twisted his body, forcing himself away from the woman. Her tired sobbing echoed throughout his head, reminding him of the girl who just left him.

She was old, but resembled him immensely. They were related, he could clearly notice that simple fact, she most likely his mother. Sasuke closed his eyes tightly, pushing the woman away as soon as she tried to hug him again. He loathed unnecessary physical contact. "What is with you people and fucking hugging!"

"Do not speak to your mother like that."

Few Months Later

"I do not like sweets…" Sasule murmured as he awkwardly sat on the couch, slowly shifting around as his gaze roamed across the room. It was an alluring home, every room was enchantingly decorated in a traditional manner but he could not remember anything. His mind held no memories of the various situations that were recited to him.

"Oh, you used to love these as a child…" Her voice was delicate and cracked when she spoke to him. His mother had no idea how to react to him and it agitated him; he never wanted anyone to think so highly of him. He only recently started to accept that they were his family; his therapist said it would help to bond.

"Yeah, it has been a long time since then…" His fingers quickly curled around the ring that hung from a chain that enclosed around his neck, it was an unconscious habit he developed lately. He scowled, peering around the room again as he pushed himself further into the soft cushions of the couch. He glanced towards his mother, seeing the disappointed etching onto her face so he eagerly snatched onto the sweet. "I guess trying one would not hurt…"

"That is a pretty ring…" His brother murmured, rudely pointing towards the elegant band, a gentle smile graced his features as he expectantly looked at Sasuke. "How did you get it? It must be important for you to keep it close?" They wanted to know him; they expected him to become their son and brother again… He was uncertain, it felt weird. Orochimaru never accepted such personal behaviour.

"I was engaged and this was her engagement ring…"

"What happened?" His father's voice startled him, forcing him to instantly shake his head in denial as he peered towards the scowling face of Fugaku. Concern was clearly evident on his face as he stared at Sasuke, waiting for his youngest son to answer. "You have been touching it since we started becoming a family again."

Sasuke sighed softly, forcing his fingers away from the cold metal. "I did not treat her like she deserved and she left…" He murmured his gaze fixated onto nothing. It was not something that he liked speaking about, it brought forth redundant memories. "That is all…" Sasuke loathed thinking about it.

"Then there is no reason to talk about it?" His brother was trying desperately to become friends and it made Sasuke uncomfortable. They did not feel like family or acquaintances and it was almost unbearable to refer to them as such. Truthfully, he did not want to be near them. He really wanted to be carefree around them, like she wanted him, but it was pointless.

They were not his family…

She was, but she left him because of them… It was because of her that he vowed to become their son and brother once again. He needed her to be proud of him, that when they met again, she would be able to forgive him for being a moron. Sasuke desperately wanted to be with her again, and being with these people will help bring her back.

He needed to become part of their family.

Ketsuraku – Missing

Doko ni itta – Where are you gone?

Ani – Older brother

Diajōbu! - All right!

Kon'nichiwa – Hello

Koko ni fusero! – Get down here!

Nanishiteruno – What are you doing?

Watashi wa anata o mitsuketa – I found you…

Sayōnara - Goodbye

Alright, Orochimaru kidnapped Sasuke when he was four because in a way he wanted a son, he wanted payback for losing his previous job (which he worked alongside Fugaku) and his obsession with the Uchiha clan…

A/N: This is short and crappy and I apologize… This was written better in my head and there might be a sequel… If there is a sequel I promise it will be written much better.

This would've been published sooner if I did not end up in the hospital for nine days then needed radiation and then my exams hit, my first exams for University. It was hectic and long story short; I lost the most important gland in my body and will be on a diet for the rest of my life.

I know, not much of a SasuSaku… It just broke my heart thinking about this, but it happened more depressingly in my head...

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