Hey, there. I finally finished it. It was longer than I thought, and we're still not up to where Itachi kills the clan yet. I was planning to with this one, but...anyways! I appreciate the favourites, the followers and all that. But I would really love reviews. I'm serious. A lot of you are ghost readers, I admit, I ghost read too, but it would really help me with your opinions on each chapter. If you liked it, hated it, or you give me some constructive critisicm. Flames won't do much for me, except increase the review numbers. Bah! Just read the story!
Meditation was horrible. I couldn't relax properly, my mind was in chaos. My chakra control exercises weren't much better. I was annoyed, and pissed off that I couldn't concentrate at all. The massacre hadn't even happened, so what the fuck would happen if I were in the real world, and I just saw one of my closest friends die? I've trained my body, but I've got a long way until I've trained my mind properly. Would it be better if I turned off my emotions and become like an ANBU? An emotionless killer that was always able to get the job done? Right now, it seemed like the best thing I could do.
"Kuroki-chan, you seem restless." Aonami commented, looking at me worriedly whilst I stared outside the window with a slight scowl. I glanced back at her, then looked to Shiruba, who sat beside me, looking up at me with worried eyes. I sighed. If only you could talk, Shiruba.
I shook my head, forming an uneasy smile that was meant to be reassuring. Obviously it didn't work, because I felt worse and Aonami frowned. I dropped the smile and made an annoyed expression. "I have a bad feeling about tonight, it's been scratching into my brain all morning." That was all I was going to say. All I could say. Aonami was silent, probably contemplating my words. She regained eye contact with me, her emerald eyes shining with something I didn't know.
"Kuroki-chan, are you sure?" She asked warily. Why was she being wary? I nodded, and she hm'd, walking to the fridge and opening the door, grabbing out juice. "I trust you, Kuroki-chan. Just don't do anything you'll regret, okay?" She smiled at me lovingly, pouring the juice into a glass and passing it to me. I grabbed it and thanked her. She really was a great parent.
I smiled at her, drinking the juice and giving the glass back. "I hope I won't do anything I'll regret. I'm sorry if I make you worry by anything I do." Aonami nodded, taking the glass and walking to the sink. I stood up, petting Shiruba as I made my way to the front door. "I'll probably be back late. Bye!" I waved to Aonami and Shiruba who had seen me out. I turned and took a deep breath in. You're going to hate me, aren't you Sasuke?
It was probably six in the morning by the time I had been able to relax and meditate on the grassy hill of Uchiha memories, and if you're wondering why my dear mother Aonami would be awake at five in the morning, it's because she has this strange habit of waking up at the same time as the first person who woke up in the mornings. Normally Kuroi was up around four-thirty in the morning, and that's when Aonami was up. But he wasn't here, luckily. So Aonami woke up at the same time I did. It's really strange, and I've never gone into her room to see if she was awake whenever I woke up sometime in the morning when the sun was still hiding from the moon. I decided to work on the high-frequency vibrations of my chakra, as I haven't been training that much this week. I had more to worry about.
"Kuroki-chan?" The familiar voice of Sasuke sounded in my ears. I opened my eyes and looked to him. He was wide-eyed and cute, full of curiosity and kindness. It was so hard to keep myself together, I wanted to jump up and tackle him, hug him tightly whilst I cried because of how sorry I was for everything that was going to happen in only a few hours. But I simply smiled at him. I was not going to break down, not yet.
Everything weighed so heavily on me, and I didn't know just how much it was until I looked at Sasuke for the first time after hearing the news from Itachi. God, I wanted to kill Danzo. Rip him the fuck apart.
"Hey, Sasuke. What's up? You're up early." He sat down beside me, rather closely, but I didn't mind. I began to pet him like an affectionate mother or sister as he leaned against me.
"Itachi-nii woke me up, saying that you'd be waiting for me earlier than usual today." He shifted his head to look up at me. I looked back, smiling softly.
"I was fine with waiting a few hours. I've been slacking a little bit in my training." I told truthfully, or half-truthfully. I wanted to see him as soon as possible. Fuck, thank you Itachi. Thank you. I hadn't noticed Sasuke had been staring until he said something.
"Kuroki-chan...you seem sad. Did I do something wrong?" Sasuke asked, a worried and slightly scared expression on him. My eyes widened a fraction, then I wrapped the arms closest to him around his neck, pulling him closer. I shook my head gently.
"I'm sorry, Sasuke. I've just been having a bad feeling all morning...I feel really upset because of it." I feel like such a whimp. The whole week had made me into a overly sensitive big sister. I thought I had prepared myself for over two years, already, but apparently you can never be ready for the grief and sorrow you know you're going to feel at its worst when you know it's going to happen. Sometimes, I wished I was oblivious to the Uchiha Massacre. But that's selfish of me, and I hated a bit of myself for thinking it.
Sasuke wrapped his arms around my waist, resting his head against my shoulder. "I don't want you to be feeling upset. I like the happy Kuroki better." He said so quietly it was almost a whisper. I smiled, poking him in the cheek, which made him loosen his grip on me and pull back, eyes widening in surprise.
"I like the Sasuke who smiles more than I like myself when I'm happy." I smirk-grinned, ruffling his hair which caused him to fully let go of me and attempt to stop me from messing up his hair. I snickered lightly, removing my hand and seeing my handy work. "You have birds nest hair." I grinned at him, he frowned lightly at me then began to fix his hair. He looked down and blushed lightly.
"Are you better now?" He asked shyly. Awh! He's cute an adorable child. I laughed and wrapped my arms around him waist and pulled him into the best bear hug this ten-year-old body could do.
He tried to pry himself off me at first, but settled down after figuring out that I wasn't going to let go soon. "You're such an amazing boy, Sasuke. Can I ask you something?" Sooner than I thought, I grabbed his shoulders and pushed him away from me so I could see his face. He was still blushing lightly, nodding whilst looking to the side.
"Did you think about what you would do if someone close to you killed your clan?" I frowned lightly when his face took on a serious expression. I hope that means he thought all night about it.
"I did."
I frowned a little. "And?"
Sasuke looked at the grass with some kind of determined look in them. "I would...try to calm myself down so I could think properly. Then, I would find out why they killed my clan."
"What if they told you for a reason that seemed suspicious or something?" I asked, keeping an eye on his expression. It didn't change much.
"I would kill them." He looked at me with a stern expression.
I sighed. "Sasuke, what if what they were telling you was a lie, just to provoke you or something similar? What if their reason for killing your clan was for something greater, despite the horrible act?" I glanced at him, and he seemed genuinely confused. I laid back, using my arms as a makeshift pillow.
"I'm sorry, Sasuke. I'm on edge." When I looked from the sky to him, he was moving to lay next to me. I turned to my side, so we were staring at each other, there was a small blush on his face.
When I made no sign of averting my eyes, he looked down, probably feeling a little uncomfortable under my stare. "Kuroki-chan...is something going to happen to my clan?"
I felt my breath hitch, and my eyes widened slightly. He seemed to catch my subtle actions, and his own eyes widened and he sat up. "Kuroki-chan! What's going to happen to my family?!" He asked urgently, gripping my shoulders and lightly shaking me. I grabbed his arms and sat up, looking at him solemnly.
"I have to warn father!" He turned to run off, but my grip on his arms tightened, not allowing him to leave. He turned back with a pleading look in his eyes. My heart clenched. I forgot how smart he was, even as a child.
"I can't let you do that, Sasuke." I said softly, looking down with a shameful expression. He leaned closer, his arms still being held captive by mine.
"Why?! Kuroki-chan, are you the one who's going to kill my family?!" My head snapped up at him, shock coursed through me as I saw the betrayal, the hurt cloud his onyx eyes. My shock soon changed to mild anger.
"No! I would never do such a thing! I love you, Sasuke!" I blurted out with a raised voice. God, that must've sounded like a romantic confession. I want to slap myself ten times over for that one. But currently, my hands were preoccupied with holding Sasuke's.
His face flushed, a dark shade of red taking his face. Yeah, it sounded like I just confessed to a fucking eight-year-old! Are you fucking kidding me?! I should explain myself, yeah, that would work. What Aonami was saying about Sasuke crushing on me was just a little joke, there's no way. None. At all. Why am I trying to convince myself of this? Oh, fuck. No. No way. It's fine, Kuroki. It's fine! Everything is fine, it's just a misunderstanding, I'm sure Sasuke would be smart enough to know I didn't mean it like that. Right?
"I...I..." Sasuke seemed to have forgotten all about our little talk with his clan and was currently burning holes into the ground with the complexion of a red apple. I really hope I wasn't blushing. That would make my explanation even harder for him to buy. "Kuroki-chan..." I feel like dying all over again. Twice.
"Uh, um...What I mean is...I, er...what? Shit..." Oh, my fuck. I have no idea what to say. This is so awkward. I let go of Sasuke's arms and covered my face with my hands in shame. How did it come to this?
"I...love you...too, Kuroki-chan..." What? What?! WHAT?! I looked up at him through my fingers, shock was probably what he saw. I feel like my stomach dropped. He was looking at the grass, fidgeting with his hands.
"What...?" I asked, verbally this time. I don't think I had registered it properly yet. His eyes shifted to me, and his blush deepened, if that was even possible with how red he was. Oh, my fuck. I probably look exactly like him. Probably even worse!
He seemed to gain some confidence after swallowing and taking a deep breath, staring at me with determined eyes, again. "I love you too, Kuroki-chan." I made some kind of groaning sound and proceeded to hide my face again, but the damned Uchiha brat grabbed my wrists and had his face so closely to mine. What is this?!
"I always thought...you loved Kiba." He admitted, looking down again. I was breathing quickly now. What am I meant to do in this situation?! I don't know what to do. Oh, god. I'm a pedophile. I'm a fucking-wait. Hold the fuck up a minute here. I'm...ten in this body. While yes, my mind is of an adult, but that wasn't by choice...I'm only two years Sasuke's senior...so by normal standards, this should be fine...right? I groaned.
"I am so confused right now. Completely and utterly." I voiced out loud, looking towards whatever wasn't Sasuke. My cheeks are warm. This is not the situation I expected to be in. Sasuke let our hands fall closer to the ground, instead of keeping them up for who knows how long, but he never let go of me. I could rip my arms from him, but that doesn't seem like the best thing to do. Un-expectantly, he rested his forehead against mine. I looked towards him, and he was gazing at me, his blush dying down slightly. Itachi and Sasuke were indeed brothers if they do this in the same day. But...unlike Itachi's family-loving aura, Sasuke's was one of...romance...My Jesus, he's eight. I'm physically ten. We're physically too young for love! And he's always mentally too young for love.
"You're going to hate me after tonight." I commented, closing my eyes to stop myself from having to look at his reaction. "I wanted to stop him...stop him from destroying everything you love. But I couldn't. He has reasons for doing it, reasons that are much bigger than you and I...reasons you probably wouldn't understand until you were fifteen." I could feel the tears filling my closed eyes and running down my cheeks. I wanted to sob, but I wouldn't. Instead, I kept talking, my voice cracking and breaking in some parts. "You mean so much to me...and I feel so selfish from trying to prepare you for the worst. Trying to help you from becoming a revenge-filled person who cared nothing of others. I don't even know if it'll work...you'll hate me...I know you will. But even if you do, I don't want you to leave me...leave everything that meant something to you."
I sniffed, slowly opening my tear-ridden eyes to see the little Uchiha's expression. He never moved his forehead from mine, never let go of me. If anything, his grip became tighter. When I looked at him, I was surprised to see he was crying too, with wide eyes. "You were suffering...while I was oblivious to it all?" He asked, which surprised me. I didn't care about myself at the moment. All I cared about was the Uchiha that was right in front of me. "I'm so sorry, Kuroki-chan...please...please tell me what's going to happen tonight...I want to know...I need to know." He let go of my wrist and removed his forehead from mine, hastily wiping his tears from his face. I did the same, using the cuffs of my hoodie as my tissue. So much for not crying in front of anyone. I glanced at him.
"I'll tell you...if you promise not to do anything stupid...and never tell anyone that I cried." He looked a little surprised by my conditions, but smiled softly and nodded. I smiled back, feeling something tugging at me within my mind, but ignored it. "Alright...if you run off, I'll stop you."
"Itachi-nii...is going to kill everyone...including mother and father?" Sasuke asked, shocked mostly by that little fact most of all. I had yet to tell him of Itachi's reasons, a small part of me believed it was like betraying him for telling his little brother. Sasuke frowned, and moved to stand up. "I have to tell father." I growled lightly and grabbed onto his wrist, pulling him back down. He yelped and fell back.
"Idiot, I told you to do nothing stupid!" I chided, obviously annoyed now. He pouted.
"Warning my family is not stupid! They're going to die!" He retorted, exclaiming it rather loudly. I scowled, slapping my hand over his mouth and leaning intimidatingly close to him.
"Yelling out that your family is going to die, is." I commented, probably looking like I wanted to smack some sense into him. He seemed to realize his mistake and averted his eyes, blushing in embarrassment. Has he always blushed this much as a child? I let go of him, slowly. Just in case he decided to jump up and run off on me. Pscht. He's fast, yeah, but I have had more training currently, so it'd be rather easy to catch up with him. He glared at the ground. God, I hope telling an eight-year-old was the right thing to do. Ew...by the sound of it, it sounds like it was the most idiotic thing I've ever done.
Sasuke looked to me. "Why is he going to kill everyone in my clan?" He asked, I could hear the anger in his tone. His hands were balled into fists, and he was shaking lightly. My gaze went to the sky. It really was a beautiful day. The birds chirping pleasantly, the sun wasn't giving us a heat stroke, the sky was bright and the clouds complimented it. If I didn't know what was going to happen tonight, I would've been satisfied to cloud watching with Shikamaru.
How much should I say? How much would I say? Everything's so confusing. I sighed, then began to focus on a slowly-passing cloud that was overhead. I could feel Sasuke's eyes burning a hole into me. Goddamn.
"The Uchiha clan is beginning to overthrow Konoha, and knowing full well that coup d'etat would result in another ninja-world war, Itachi began to spy on the Uchiha's, passing information onto the Third Hokage and the elders." That should be a good start, right? Oh, god, how is this going to affect the future? How is Sasuke going to turn out?! Sasuke seemed to be thinking.
"Why?"
"He's a pacifist."
"A...what?" Sasuke asked, confused. I forgot I was talking to an eight-year-old. This is so fucking annoying.
"A pacifist...is a person who wants peace, and not wars." I hope that's what it means. It's been a long time since I've even heard the word. Sasuke got it though, and made a small 'oh' sound. Something clicked in my mind.
Itachi will want to be killed by Sasuke. That's how he is. I frowned, but he promised me he wouldn't send Sasuke on the path of avenger...were you lying to me, Itachi? No, he trusts me with the fact that I will do something to prevent Sasuke from going all avenger. The little Uchiha will Itachi right after he's killed everyone, and I hope so much that Sasuke won't swear an oath of vengeance. Maybe Itachi will confirm everything I've said to Sasuke, then ask him to grow stronger, or something. I sighed like I was an adult, frustrated with mental problems. I was, but it must've looked weird for a ten-year-old to do that. "Kuroki-chan?" I lifted my head to look at Sasuke, who seemed to be getting restless. "Tell me more."
I nodded, cracking my neck and leaning forward. I crossed my legs and got more comfortable. "There's this one elder. His name is Danzo Shimura. He's the one who made Itachi choose between the clan and...you." I had a deep scowl on my face, anger filling my mind and spreading throughout my body. I wanted so badly to hurt him. I closed my eyes and took deep breaths. After a few moments, I finally calmed and opened my eyes, Sasuke's eyes were still wide with the fact that Itachi chose him over his clan. "Anyways," I started, "You know how your father is paying more attention to you?" I asked, Sasuke nodding silently.
"Well, that's because he and the rest of the clan lost hope in Itachi. The Third Hokage had been trying to convince the Uchiha's to stand down, so there wouldn't be any conflict, but it didn't work." I began to pull out the grass in front of me. "So Danzo and the Konoha Council ordered Itachi to kill everyone in the clan against the Third's wishes." Sasuke gasped at this new information. "Three days ago, when you didn't come that day here, Itachi did. I knew he was leaving Konoha soon, and I convinced him to give me three days so I could prepare you for the worst. I didn't want you to be in such pain, but I'm so selfish. I wanted to respect Itachi's choices, and I wanted to keep you in the dark, but prepare you. I'm sorry." I felt horrible, really. Yeah, I'm not perfect, I have faults, but I still felt like such an idiot.
"Idiot." Sasuke commented. I frowned.
"What, brat?" I asked, kind of. It was more of a challenge for him to repeat that little insult. But my harmless hostility was wiped when I saw the little Uchiha's smile. His eyes were shining with something I fear was affection, but they were also brimmed with tears that threatened to fall at any moment. He suddenly moved closer, now on his knees so I had to look up at him, I was surprised when his arms wrapped around my neck and pulled me to his little chest. What I figured to be his tears plopped onto my spiky hair, dampening little spots. "Sasuke?"
"You...were doing everything you could for me...thinking of me...is it bad of me to feel really special and loved right now?" He asked, some sniffs here in his sentence. A smile crept to my face. I wrapped my arms around his waist, rather tightly, but not enough to suffocate him. This is what he needed. To feel special, and loved by people. I was so happy, happy that my efforts got through to him. I just hoped to God it wouldn't change when Itachi killed the clan.
"You're the idiot...I already told you I loved you. And it'll never change." I stated, my voice a little muffled being in his little chest but he heard it. My smile turned into a devious grin. Was he blushing madly right about now? That'd be rather entertaining.
"Shut up..." He said softly, making me childishly chuckle. Can children chuckle? He released his hold on me, prompting me to do that same. I was right, he was blushing like one of the reddest fruits out there. After a moment of silence, he spoke. "Can I...spend time with my mum and dad?" I gasped softly. That was something that never occurred to me. I began to contemplate it. It doesn't sound too bad, it seems like something would help him, actually. As long as he didn't tip Fugaku off, it would be harmless.
"As long as you don't tell them what Itachi is going to do." I glanced at him, whose eyes lightened up. Despite being eight, he was taking this better than I thought. Suddenly Sasuke looked down again.
"I have a question..." He started, I decided to wait for him to ask, rather than say anything. "How do you know this?" Oh, shit. I knew that question was coming. I could say Itachi told me. Or I could say what I told Itachi. The latter seemed less troublesome.
"I know a lot of things I shouldn't...a lot of things that could get me killed in the future." God, I sound so dramatic.
Sasuke tilted his head in slight confusion. "So...you can tell the future?" I nearly choked on my saliva. What?! I looked into his eyes, seeing if he was just joking, but their was pure innocent curiosity. Maybe it could work like that.
"I, uh...I guess I can...but I really only see one kind of future. Telling you all this has probably fucked a lot of things up already." I really hope that wasn't the case. Knowing what was going to happen in the future meant it gave me an advantage with preparing. Sasuke grinned at me. He actually grinned brightly at me.
"You're amazing, Kuroki-chan! You've helped me so much! I think I love you more now!" My heart stopped again. Oh, dear fuck. Sasuke realized what he blurted out, and gasped softly, using both his hands to cover his mouth and blushing. How many times has this kid blushed in a matter of a few hours? Wait a second, I'm blushing too! What is this brat doing to me?! I quickly averted my eyes to a tree in the distance.
"Stop saying embarrassing things, idiot!" I chided in embarrassment, he's going to kill me one day.
"Hey, shut up! You were the one who confessed first!" Sasuke pointed out, removing his hands so he could shout better. I looked to him with wide eyes. There are ninjas here! Any one of them could have heard this childish situation! Oh, my fuck. Relationship problems weren't in my list of things to experience through again.
"Don't yell it, jeez! I'm embarrassed enough that I blurted it out without you yelling to the whole village about it." I lightly glared at the younger Uchiha. That damn brat dared to smirk in triumph. I'll punch him, I swear to god. I turned my head.
"Tch. Let's just go visit your parents." I said, moving to stand up. Sasuke lost his smirk and nodded, following suit as we both brushed ourselves off. I never really talked much with Itachi's and Sasuke's parents, but I knew who they were, what they were like. When Itachi went to kill them last, they let him, saying they were proud of him. I know that if I had to kill my family, Aonami and Kuroi would do the same. Someone's presence flicked in my senses, only for a split-second, but I caught it. Someone was watching us?! Wait...that was Itachi's chakra...so he was here the whole time, and I didn't even know. I still wouldn't if he hadn't purposefully let me sense his chakra. Wait a fucking minute! He heard my mistaken confession! That dumbass was probably smirking in amusement. Gah! That's it, I'm training in sensory as well. Don't want people witnessing my most embarrassing moments.
Sasuke and I walked inside the Uchiha compound. It was bustling with dark-haired, onyx-eyed people, all oblivious to the death they were going to greet tonight. There were children, infants, teens, people of all ages, and all but Sasuke would live. I looked to Sasuke, whose fists were clenched as he walked by his fellow clansmen. He was probably angry that all these people were going to die, but also angry that his older brother had the horrible burden of having their bloods on his hands. You could tell which was the main house, it was more grand and larger than the others. Seriously, this was a small village. I grabbed Sasuke's clenched hand, his head snapping to his hand then to me. I entangled my fingers with his and grinned at him. I was getting used to being his object of affection. I'm sure he'll grow out of it. He blushed and smiled slightly at me.
"Kuroki-chan, Sasuke-kun!" Mikoto greeted us when we stepped into the main house. I nodded towards her, and she instantly noticed our hands were intertwined. Oh, fuck. Luckily Sasuke quickly released my hand, looking a little embarrassed, then walking to his mother, tightly wrapping his arms around her waist. Mikoto seemed surprised by this sudden action, but smiled softly and began to pet Sasuke's hair affectionately. It was a cute, yet sad sight. "Sasuke-kun?" Mikoto asked her youngest child, who was still hugging her tightly. He lifted his head to look up at her.
"I love you, mum." Sasuke confessed, he was probably trying to hold back tears. Mikoto was again surprised by her son's suddenly affectionate actions.
"I love you too, Sasuke. What's the matter?" She asked, a little worried now. Sasuke released her, rubbing his eyes.
"Nothing's wrong, mum. I just...I just wanted to tell you." He replied, looking at his feet. Mikoto smiled softly again. She ruffled her son's hair and began to walk somewhere. This house was huge, so I have no idea where she would go. I always needed Itachi or Sasuke to help me through this maze of a house. "Can you, dad and I hang out later?!" Sasuke called after his mother, who stopped mid-step and turned to the little Uchiha. She was still smiling.
"Of course, Sasuke-kun. Go find your father and see if he would like to." She nodded, then turned and disappeared around a corner. Sasuke smiled and then glanced at me, quickly taking my hand and leading me to wherever his father was.
We spotted Fugaku sitting at the couch in the living room, reading the newspaper. This place was honestly huge, and even with my memory, I wouldn't remember to navigate through it. Fugaku looked up from his paper, looking to the two of us. Did he always have that stern look? No wonder Sasuke often called him uncaring and stern. "Dad..." Sasuke shifted uncomfortably under his father's stern gaze. He hid our joined hands, but never let go, he tightened his grip on mine, showing he was nervous. I tightened my grip, and her looked to me, I gave him a small, reassuring smile, and he nodded, turning back to his father.
"Can...can we spend time together?" Sasuke finally asked, looking from the ground to Fugaku's currently mildly surprised face. "Mum already said that we could..."
"You're meant to be training, Sasuke. There's no time for petty gatherings." Fugaku replied, rather harshly and dismissed his son's request by returning his eyes to his paper. Well, I wanted to punch the fucker now, just as I was about to give him a piece of my mentally fucked up mind, Sasuke interrupted me.
"It's not petty!" He exclaimed, earning surprised looks from myself and Fugaku. Sasuke looked down, losing a little bit of his confidence. "It's not petty." He repeated softer this time. He took a deep breath, then looked back up to Fugaku. "I want to spend time with you and mum. After that..." The light made the tears that brimmed his eyes shine, but they never fell. "I'll train more seriously. I'll make you proud...but I want to be able to spend time with you..." I smiled, rather proud of him. It took Fugaku a few moments to register his son's sudden request and promise. He sighed, muttering something I couldn't quite hear and running a hand through his hair.
"Fine, but I expect you to be training at a higher level." Fugaku commented, giving Sasuke a stern look before glancing at me. Sasuke was smiling brightly, letting go of my hand and running to his father. I snickered when Sasuke jumped into his father's arms, the older man rather surprised.
"I love you, dad!" Sasuke said, smiling brightly with his arms around his father's waist. Fugaku obviously felt awkward, I could see it, but he gave Sasuke a soft pat on the head, albeit it a little awkwardly. The little Uchiha then came back to me, joining our hands together again. "I'll see you later!" He stated, pulling me out of the living room. I had gained eye contact with Fugaku for a few seconds, before the door frame severed it and I was being pulled to Sasuke's room.
Sasuke and I sat on his bed in his room. It was fairly clean for an eight-year-old. My room was messy a lot of the time, so I had to clean it more times than I would like. "Are you going to stay here after...?" I didn't want to finish, and Sasuke knew exactly what I meant. He looked down.
"I...maybe after a few weeks...I want to stay somewhere else until I'm ready to handle it..." That was smart, actually. I nodded, laying down, my legs hanging over the edge as he sat, cross-legged beside me.
"Seems like a good idea. Want to live with me?" I offered, Kuroi wouldn't mind after he got back, Aonami would be more than willing to let him stay. Hell, she'd be willing to let him sleep in my room because of her strange tendencies to couple me up with other kids. Sasuke stared at me. I stared back. He blushed, I felt like blushing. But I didn't. I've had enough of being all blushy.
He nodded slowly. "I would like that..." He commented softly. I donned a mischievous grin.
"Oh, I'm sure you would, Sasuke." My grin widening at his reaction, which was his eyes narrowing at me in annoyance.
"Shut up." He ordered. I turned and snickered lightly. I was glad, really glad at how things turned out. Sasuke said he wanted me to join in on their family time, even though I wanted to give him some space. He eventually convinced me when he said he would tell them if I wasn't there to keep him in emotional check. I reduced my grin to a simple small smiled, propping my head against my hand as my elbow dug into the bed.
I wanted to say something, but I didn't know what, so we just stared at each other. Neither breaking eye contact or shifting uncomfortably, it was strange. When I looked at his features, he was just a really cute boy that I had grown to love as a brother. But, as he gets older, he's going to get more attractive. If he still likes me by the time we reach Shippuden, I'm going to cave in eventually. I was the kind of person, who, if a person liked me, I would find the good points in their personality or physical appearance, to see if I would grow to like them too. It was a strange habit of mine, but I was never normal in the first place. I sighed, closing my eyes and being the first to break eye-contact. I should probably think of something else, or someone else. Like a certain Uchiha who is the older brother of the boy sitting right in front of me.
I bet Itachi was a mind-reader, because as if on que, he opened the door to Sasuke's room and walked in. He wore a passive expression, and was in his ANBU uniform. It's only eleven in the morning. Sasuke froze, looking to his older brother. Now it was their turn to stare at each other. I looked between them, sitting up and crossing my legs on the bed also.
"Itachi..." Sasuke finally said. Itachi nodded solemnly.
"Sasuke." Itachi greeted, and not too seconds later, the younger Uchiha leaped from his bed, practically tackling his older brother. Luckily the elder was strong and wasn't even phased. He held Sasuke to him as the little Uchiha sobbed into Itachi's uniform. It's probably full of snot now. Itachi looked to me, nodding in acknowledgment and thanks. I nodded back, but was still slightly miffed that he was eavesdropping. He seemed to understand the look in my eyes and smirked in the slightest. I lightly glared at him. Bastard.
"I'm so sorry, Itachi-nii! Because of me..." Sasuke sniffed, "You had to choose!" He apologized, looking up at his brother, who looked down at him with sad eyes. He was gently petting Sasuke. Jesus, first Mikoto, then Fugaku and now Itachi. They're definitely family. I was happy that Sasuke wasn't full of anger and hatred though.
Itachi grabbed Sasuke's shoulders and pushed him back a little, so he could kneel in front of him. I looked to the door, and hadn't even noticed that the elder Uchiha had shut it. Anyways, since he was on an angle, Sasuke's body wasn't hindering my view on his expression. There was a small smile, and something that shined in his eyes that I couldn't decipher. "Sasuke, no matter what I'm forced to do, you will always be my most important person." I smiled sadly at this seen. Sasuke was hicking as he tried to stop his tears. He tried to be strong, but he was still a kid. I tch'd at myself. Who am I kidding? I try to be strong too.
"There's something I want you to do, Sasuke." Itachi told Sasuke seriously. I returned my gaze to the brothers. Sasuke nodded, and I noticed the grip Itachi had on his little brother's shoulders tightened.
"I want you to kill me."
"What?" Sasuke and I asked in unison. What the fuck, man? Itachi looked to me.
"I'm not asking him to become an avenger, Kuroki-chan. Relax." Relax, he says. He just told his brother that he wanted him to kill him! I should totally relax! I frowned at him, but said nothing, and Itachi returned to look at Sasuke, whose expression I couldn't see.
"After I...do my mission, I will leave Konoha. For good." This part wasn't part of the anime, so I had no idea where he was going with this. "I want you, Sasuke, to become stronger. I want you to train so you can one day kill me." Sasuke stepped back in horror.
"But Itachi-nii! I couldn't!" He pleaded with his older brother. Now I got it. Itachi closed his eyes.
"Sasuke. This is my final wish. I do not want to be killed by any other."
The little Uchiha was shocked to say the least. Wait a minute, are we in a genjutsu? Damn, it took me this long to figure it out. Fuck, I need to work on genjutsu. Sasuke was silent for a few moments, as was Itachi and I. I saw Sasuke move his arms to wipe his tears from his face. I couldn't see his expression, but I would guess that it had determination in it. Sasuke nodded.
"I will become stronger, Itachi-nii. And I'll become more powerful than you so I can fulfill your last wish." I smiled a little at this, and so did the elder Uchiha. His eyes were filled with the affection one would have for their sibling. He brought Sasuke closer and placed him in a hug, the little one wrapping his arms around his brother's neck. This was a lot better than the canon version. Itachi closed his eyes, and a single tear escaped them. I stepped off the bed, and made my way to them, the creaking of the bed causing Itachi to slowly open his eyes and look at me. I wrapped my little arms as best I could around the both of them, I was happy, way too happy. If it weren't for my self-restraint, I'd have giggled and screamed in happiness like I was insane.
"I love you both." I said to them, now kneeling beside them and removing my arms. Sasuke and Itachi let go of one another, slowly, and turned to look at me. To my surprise, Sasuke was pouting.
"You love me more than Itachi-nii." Sasuke muttered, looking at Itachi's neck instead of me. Itachi chuckled lightly, and my face heated. This bastard! I 'guh'd and looked away. How embarrassing!
"I'm sure she does, Sasuke. After all, she's the one who confessed first." My eye twitched. I want to kill him. I glared at Itachi, who simply smirked in amusement. Fuck you, Itachi. Fuck you.
Sasuke flushed. I forgot he didn't know Itachi was watching us. "You...you were listening?" He asked, surprised and embarrassed. The ANBU uniform-wearing bastard nodded.
"I'm going to marry Kuroki-chan when I'm old enough!" Sasuke announced. Itachi again chuckled. Me? Well, I think my eyes should've popped out with how wide my eyes were. I turned towards the Uchiha brothers.
"What?!"
And there we have it. Chapter seven, complete. I had so much trouble with this one. I kind of hate it, yet love it at the same time. I hope the majority of you guys liked it. I will warn you, until I get to the beginning of the canon version, I'm making things up as I go, so this was all on a whim. Hopefully the characters were mostly in character. Review! Please?!