"Your existence is futile." Sasuke spat at me
"So would yours be if it wasn't for me" I laughed. "The only thing worth anything that you have done or caused in me! You might as well me rotting! You've done that job, now you only have one left- feeding the worms!" I spit back it him.
Sasuke cocked his head to one side. He smirked and shook his head lightly. He sat down on the wall, his legs swinging freely as he looked out into the village.
"You sound a lot like your dad" he states.
I analysed his words for sarcasm, disgust or anything that would be considered offensive, but it came back clear. I was left lost for words, unsure of any reply. I licked my lips and swallowed before sitting myself cross legged on the wall, looking out into the village like him.
"Do I?" I say with little interest.
"Yeah"
There was a silence. It wasn't awkward though, it was like a refreshing bath for the mind. Sasuke's change of tone, change of body language, change of aura was something that needed to be thought about and taken in. It was so quick and fact, in the blink of an eye, but you couldn't miss it- not even for a second!
"You don't look much like him" Sasuke finally said to me
"I look like you" I snorted.
"That's a gift" Sasuke smirked "I used to get a lot of attention from girls-most of it-"
"Unwanted" I finished, understanding completely "I get that" and I did
I do get quite a lot of attention from the girls. It's either god attention where they worship me, call me cutie and cook me lunch or it's the bad where they yell at me all the time and find me really annoying. I guess that's my personality, really. As a girl, you'd either find it 'awesome adorable' or 'absolutely annoying', no question in your head or given by myself.
"Really? You must be more me then Naruto" Sasuke laughed lightly.
"I'm more like my mum"
We turned to each other, Sasuke with a plain face but questioning eyes "Like I said- Naruto"
"He's not my mum!" I choked "He's my dad! My mum's name is Sakura, thank you very much!" I scowled at him, gritting my teeth.
"So Sakura adopted you then" he nodded.
"I guess… But she is my mum"
"Not technically. In a way, you have paternal parent and Maternal-paternal parent" Sasuke said flatly looking back into the village he had once called home "Not that I really consider myself as any sort of parent to the futile being that is you, but to be completely accurate about the facts- that is the truth" he shrugged.
"And I consider you no parent of mine" I said in a matter-of-fact manner.
Sasuke smiled, keeping his eyes straight on the village, sitting his chin on his left fist.
"I consider you more of an enemy" I added poker faced.
Sasuke slowly turned his head, his facial emotions showing me nothing on his opinion of this.
"How so? You don't know me"
"Exactly! You abandoned me! I hate you with everything I have! No because you didn't play 'daddy' and all that crap, but because you abandoned everyone because you weren't tough enough to deal with ME" I hissed at him, trying to keep my voice down but finding it hard as rage built up inside of me like a close-to-erupting volcano.
"Now, now, Jin-"
"It's Rin! RRRRRin!"
"Rin…" Sasuke repeated, abandoning his sentence. He licked his lips and said it again "...Rin…"
"Stop saying my name! What is wrong with you? Have you fall out of too many trees?" I hissed again.
Sasuke looked me straight in the eye and asked "Why did they-" referring to my parents, Naruto and Sakura- NOT himself "call you 'Rin'?"
I shrugged, a little taken aback at the randomness of his question "I-I don't know… My dad chose it" I stuttered.
Sasuke looked satisfied with this answer, giggling to himself slightly "Me and your dad named a cat that once" he down at his lap as he began to remember "Naruto found it with a hurt paw and took pity on it." Sasuke began to laugh as he said "the bloody thing hated him! It always scratched his arms and his chest! Strangely the thing actually liked me, not that I returned the feelings. Hey, I'll admit I took to the thing after a while, and it took to Naruto- I actually named it so it really much have rubbed off on me" his face feel straight again.
"That's a lie" I whispered wide eyed
"Not at all. I guess your dad didn't get over me very well…"
I waited for him to laugh, but nothing happened. He turned his head back to me and smirked.
"SO I'm your enemy?"
"Yes"
"How do you deal with enemies?"
"I KILL 'EM!" I hissed with enthusiasm
"How about to flesh and blood?"
I blinked, my eyes rolling off him for a second. How did he mean that? Was that some kind of threat? Or was he referring to the fact they were related? When I looked back to give him a hardly- thought about reply, the night-sky-haired man was gone and out of sight, not leaving a singly mark as any clue that he had been there… Other then me.
