Okay, I'm back. I have some good news, and some bad news. First, the good. Circumstances have arisen recently that will allow me to focus a lot more on my writing. I realize that the wait you've had to go through is inexcusable, and I hope that won't discourage you from continuing to read my stories. The bad mews, at lest for fans of this story, is that I will be postponing it for now to work on and hopefully finish my other story. If all goes well, I'll be done with The Half-Night King before the end of the year, and I can move on with this story. Please understand that I am doing this because I want to be able to give each story the attention it deserves, and produce the best writing I can. I will be posting a new chapter of this story within a few days though. I'm trying to get that done now. For now, here's a small omake to tide you over.

Omake:

A youngSasuke entered the front gates of his clan's compound to find the streets littered with corpses, and bathed in blood.

Hearing a scream off in the distance, his eyes widened and he took off, running towards the sound, which was coming from the direction of his house.

After a few minutes, he arrived in front of his house, to see the door splattered with blood. Hearing another scream from inside the house, he steeled himself, and charged into the house. The sight that met him was one that would haunt him for life.

He saw his older brother Itachi, the person he looked up to more than anyone else, standing over the bodies of his parents, katana dripping blood. He stood there, frozen in shock for what felt like an eternity, until Itachi turned to face him, eyes boring into his skull.

Sasuke flinched at the look in his brother's eyes, devoid of remorse. Sasuke managed to stutter out, "I-Itachi? What's g-going o-on? What have you done!" Sasuke began to charge towards his brother, but was stopped as a kunai grazed his cheek, embedding in the wall behind him.

Sasuke froze in fear once more, falling down on his rear. He began to back away, until his back hit the wall. He jumped when Itachi spoke. "Foolish little brother…so weak. So pathetic." He began to stride slowly towards Sasuke, who was quivering against the wall.

Finally something in Sasuke snapped, and he got to his feet, running out of the house as he yelled, "I don't want to die! I don't want to die!" He collapsed outside in the street again, falling to his knees. He felt someone approach and looked up, directly into has brother' Sharingan. But then the Sharingan started to shift and change, turning into a triple-bladed shuriken. Itachi whispered one word, and Sasuke knew no more. "Tsukiyomi."

Seeing his brother collapse in front of him, Itachi turned and ran. He knew the ANBU would be there soon, having heard the screams. With a shudder, he thought back to the incident that had caused him to mercilessly slaughter his entire clan.

Flashback: Twenty minutes before Sasuke's arrival

Itachi was sitting with his parents, enjoying a nice dinner, when a thought suddenly occurred to him. Pausing with his food halfway to his mouth, he looked up at his parents curiously, and asked, "Mother, do I have a middle name?" Mikoto smiled sweetly at her son, and replied, "Why, of course, dear. Your middle name is Hogarth."

Itachi twitched.

Hope you like it. just something that came to me one day.