Hello! here's chapter 2! so much angst lol...please bear with my grammatical mistakes, thanks!

Enjoy!

There were dead bodies, just corps lying everywhere.

"Father! Mother!" Sasuke called out to his parents. The Uchiha district has been deserted with rotting corps... Afriad, he sprinted towards his house. Stench of blood wouldn't leave his nose, he could feel the aura of living was absent in the room. Sasuke's trembling hands and sweaty palms pushed the door opened. In front of him laid two dead bodies stacked on top of another. His mother laid there lifelessly under his father, who had his arms cut off. Sasuke was too shocked to move his body. A vague shadow slowly approached him.

"I-Itachi..." he saw, in Itachi's hand held a blade smeared in blood.

"Such a pity."

"Poor boy, I heard he is the sole Uchiha survivor."

"Have mercy!"

Loud whispers can be heard from the mouths of nosy village aunties. Sasuke couldn't stand their voice, so high pitched and full of false concerns. He hated it... Everyone in Konoha had been invited to the funeral of the Uchihas. The Hyuugas paid their respect when it was their turn. Hiashi and his wife each placed a white lily in front of the grave of Uchiha Fugaku and Mikoto. Hinata did the same with Hanabi following her lead. They bowed after the flowers was set and returned to their position.

"Foolish little brother, if you wish to kill me, hate me, detest me. And yet survive in an unsightly way. Run, run and cling to life, and when you have the same eyes as mine, come to me."

those words wouldn't stop repeating in Sasuke's head, like a recorder with a broken stop button.

Sasuke clinched his fist tightly, his hatred grew after every replay of Itachi's quote in his mind. He wanted revenge, and he wanted it immediately.

"I'm sorry for your lost..." The third went over to Sasuke.

"The Hyuuga's have agreed to let you stay with them until you are independent...May you have the best of luck, Sasuke-kun." then he walked away.

Sasuke hated this feeling of unwanted and weak. He didn't want to stay with the Hyuugas either, even with Hinata around, he felt hopeless. But being stubborn wasn't the way to avenge his family, even if it means to lower his head to another person. He hid all his pride away, and walked back towards the Hyuugas.

"I'll be in your care from now on." Sasuke bowed with respect to Hiashi and his family. Hiashi stood still with his arms hidden under his sleeves, and a cardigan over his shoulders in a lazy yet intimidating manner.

"You will live according to the Hyuuga's rules and my rules...if you disobey any of them, brace yourself for the consequences."

"Yes, I understand." Sasuke kept his head low. The atmosphere had gotten cold and eerie, a storm was approaching. After a moment of silent, Hiashi gave a signal to his family that it's time to return. Hinata looked back at Sasuke who was starting at his family's grave.

"Give him some time along, Hinata." her mother whispered to her. Hinata couldn't imagine the feeling of lost greater than the one she had. Their 5 year friendship seemed to be nothing but a dream, Hinata realized she did not understand Sasuke at all.

A spacious room had been prepared for Sasuke. Thanks to Hiashi's wife's request for a room of her choice, Sasuke can stay by himself without having to share with the servants.

Days past and Sasuke's personality had turned 180 degrees around. He spoke less and seldom plays with friends, but he still express his concerns for Hinata. It had been a few months since Sasuke started living with the Hyuugas. Every night during tuition; Hinata's mother offered to tutor the children at night, Hanabi sat at the corner reading story books while Hinata's mother helped Hinata and Sasuke with school work. Her mother was paler than Sasuke could remember, her eyes looked bloodshot and tired, but she was still beautiful. Every now and then, she couldn't help but coughed, she has indeed became frail. She spotted Sasuke staring at her in details, but only to smiled back.

"Why don't we have a little break? I'll make supper." Hinata, who had been sitting very still like a porcelain doll sprung up with joy when she heard her mother was going to cook. She smiled at Sasuke, but Sasuke didn't even held his head back up. Hinata's smile gradually faded away.

"Let's go." Hinata's mother was holding on to Hanabi's hand with her fragile fingers. She was adorable, rosy cheeks and fair skin. Almost identical to Hinata if it wasn't for her brown hair. Hinata trailed behind her mother, followed by Sasuke.

Hinata's mother set Hanabi on a chair, to keep her still, she gave her a wooden spoon to play with. Hinata and Sasuke on the other hand sat across Hanabi.

"What would you like to eat, Sasuke-kun?" the mother asked.

"I'm not hungry." Sasuke stared at the table soulless. A loud roar came from his stomach, but even that didn't made Sasuke feel embarrassed than he already had, bowing down to other for survival.

"Your stomach is telling another story." Hinata's mother bent down next to him. She lifted his face and looked into his eyes.

"Why don't I make you something special...I know just the right food to make you feel better." she gently stroked his hair off his face and proceed making supper. Hinata didn't leave her attention from Sasuke, the whole time her mother was busy cooking, she stared at him, and Sasuke stared at nothing.

"Here you go." she set a bowl of Oyakodon in front of him. (Oyakodon in Donburi dish name which means 'parent-and-child-donburi') The thought of family made his heart wince in pain even more, like thousand of needles pierced through him slowly. He pushed the bowl away carelessly and ran out of the kitchen.

"Sasuke!" Hinata ran after him as soon as she saw him jumped off the chair.

"H-Hinata-" Hinata had gone after him.

Sasuke kept running and running, but no matter how fast or far he ran, he could never escape the fence that imprisoned reality.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" his lungs expanded, his throat would rip, but he didn't care.

Let them rip, tear and bleed for all he cared.

A pair of small fragile arms trapped him and pulled him back. He felt something warm and wet against his back. Hinata hid her face from his sigh. Sasuke stopped screaming and looked down at Hinata's trembling hands. Shaking, but they remained secure around Sasuke, no doubt she was crying.

"It's okay you still have father and mother (referring to her own)." Hinata mumbled. Sasuke, annoyed ripped Hinata's arms away from him and pushed them away.

"I want my parents back!"

Hinata knew this feeling was far greater and more painful than the time she lost her uncle. Sasuke's clan had been destroyed, all in just one night.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry." she wiped the tears off her face with her yukata. The Uchihas were close to her, especially Mikoto. She was like a second mother to Hinata, she treated her like her own daughter she had always wanted. Sasuke declined Hinata's arms away again, reluctantly. He looked at her with nothing but revenge in his eyes. Hinata felt afraid, not because of his hatred glare, she's afraid because she knew, the Sasuke she grew up with had started to fade away.

"Let's go back." Hinata held his hand loosely, leading him back to the kitchen.

Hinata's mother was severely worried about the two, she wished she chased after them earlier, if anything happened, she wondered herself what she would do. Her sight hadn't leave the entrance, she kept staring without blinking. Soundless footsteps entered the room.

"M-Mother..." Hinata was first to enter, followed by Sasuke. Hinata's mother threw herself towards the two.

"I'm sorry Sasuke, I wasn't trying to insult you..." she stroked the tear stains off his cheeks.

"I just want you to remember, no matter where your parents are, they will always be there for you...right here." she prodded Sasuke's chest.

"I apologize for my previous rude behavior, please forgive me."

"It's alright...now quickly eat, or else the donburi will get cold." Hinata sat back on her seat and Sasuke followed. The two quietly ate their supper. Sasuke hated to admit, but that was the best donburi he had ever tasted, the taste of a mother's love. Guilt stabbed his heart, he had insulted Hinata's mother by accident. With the remaining emotions he had left in him, he ate with his head down in embarrassment.

After that night, Sasuke had been keeping up with his studies more diligently than before. His grades that used to be at par with Hinata had surpassed her, now he had advanced to personal training with Hiashi in taijutsu.

"Since you are not a Hyuuga, it will be difficult for you to learn our taijutsu style...I will teach you the basics." Hiashi wasn't as heartless and cold as others viewed him. As the leader of the Hyuuga clan, he must keep up with a fearless reputation, he must not show weakness or kindness to rule-breakers, he must put a mask on for the sake of his clan. Sasuke stood in position, feet stable on the ground, legs firmly apart in balance, his arms spread around equivalently, one near his stomach and the other holding a kunai further from his chest.

Hiashi first threw shurikens, at then came the kunais, Sasuke dodged the shurikens, then decided to repel the kunais away. As soon as the projectiles flew away, Hiashi took a step forward, like gliding, he appeared in front of Sasuke and gave a halfhearted punch, just powerful enough. Sasuke blocked the punch just in time with his forearms in a 'x' shape. The force sent him backwards, while still in a steady stance. Sasuke quickly recovers, he jumps at Hiashi and sends a few blow at him. But typically, Hiashi just simply stood aside and dodged it with ease. Sasuke fell uncontrollable to the hard ground, scrapped his knee and elbow. Sasuke wasn't about to give up yet, if he can't even leave a single scratch on Hiashi, he's still far from near defeating Itachi. They spared for a little longer until the housekeeper interrupted.

"Pardon my interruption sir...but there's something I have to tell you." the housekeeper was quite old, his back was slightly arched with his hands under his sleeves.

"Wait here." said Hiashi. Sasuke was standing too far to eavesdrop, he could only guess from the expression of Hiashi and the housekeeper's expression. Hiashi squeezed his eyebrows together, his face was in a state of shock, eyes popped and lips parted, the colors from his tanned skin has drained along with his sense. Before the housekeeper could finish, Hiashi was already half way of the corridors. Sasuke grew curiouser, what would make Hiashi, the Hyuuga Hiashi make such an expression. The housekeeper spotted Sasuke and walked slowly towards him.

"Master Sasuke, I'm afraid training will have to be suspended for now, may I advise you to return to your room for the time being." Sasuke nodded. The whole mansion became quiet and empty, the were no signs of anyone. Something wasn't right, he could feel it. After spending some time at the Hyuugas, he memorized every route to every room. Sasuke walked past the kitchen, no one was around, then the meeting hall, no one. He had a thought about the elders, maybe one of them had past away, he remembered one of them being especially weak and old, almost blind. Quickly, he ran towards the elders' division, but as he past, he spotted a ray of light from Hiashi's bedroom. Curiosity got the better of him, thus he took a peek. Surprised, almost every Hyuuga was in that extraordinary large room. He scanned the room, they were all surrounding something, or maybe someone? most of the maids were sobbing and comforting each other. Hiashi had his back to Sasuke, Hinata and Hanabi next to him. Sasuke could tell by Hiashi's broad shoulders, he was crying. The suspension was killing him from the inside, he wanted to know what was going on, he lost his balance and fell inwards. Sasuke's body was flung into the room, everyone turned their attention to him. Sasuke looked up. He had landed right in the gap between Hinata and Hanabi. A hand, cold and still. He looked up. Hinata's mother was lying in bed, her eyes were shut, there wasn't any color left on her skin. Sasuke was still confused, he payed closer attention to her. She wasn't breathing. Hinata looked down at him, her face had multiply layers of tear stains, her eyes bruised from crying, and face red as a tomato. Sasuke thought she was going to say something, but Hinata kept her lips sealed and looked back at her mother. Hinata had been holding onto her mother's hand the entire time. Hiashi had been holding on to a piece of paper, crumpled up in his grip.

"Mother...is gone." Sasuke had never saw Hinata so emotionless when she said those words. Sasuke felt a punch in his gut. He knew then, will never be able to taste that donburi again, he will never be able to experience that feeling of a mother's love again. And he had lost another family member.

I'm writing chapter 3 now, please look forward to it :)