I'm currently really distracted by Skyrim, right now. It's frustrating. Anyways. I think this is the chapter where Itachi kills everyone. Or I could probably postpone it until the next chapter. Depends on how far I get. Thank you guys for your reviews, and everything else. I noticed that I become rather excited when I get a new review, more so than when I get followers or favourites. Reviews motivate me to do more for you guys. Okay, I'm baiting. But it's true. Seriously.
Shuri Kuran - Thank you for the reviews. If you read Narutopedia, it tells you that Sasuke was kind and loving towards his parents and his brother, wanting to become like them. And yes, I'm changing little bits of Sasuke's outfits. His first Shippuden one was just weird.
"And it was really cool! I never saw anything like it! It was so awesome that I-" I began to zone out of Sasuke's enthusiastic story telling of when we saw shooting stars a while back. Apparently Mikoto and Fugaku weren't the victims of the little Uchiha's tellings. He'd told everything to Itachi, and now, we sat in the living room, Sasuke inbetween his mother and father, whilst I was sitting in front of them. It was sweet, seeing them. Mikoto's face was full of love and care, and I could tell that Fugaku truly loved his son. I let a small smile grace my lips.
After that ungodly incident with the little Uchiha brat, Itachi said he had to go, and after some emotional goodbyes, he left. Sasuke glanced at me, grinning. I frowned at him; this brat is going to kill me from embarrassment and shock. He laced his fingers with mine, and leaned closer. I grinned when I finally registered how goddamn short he was. It was something I revelled in, because I know, I KNOW that everyone's going to have growth spurts, and I'll just be the short one. God, I hope not. Please let me have a good growth rate. Anyways, he dragged me to the living room, where Mikoto and Fugaku already were. Itachi had kept our attention for over an hour.
And so here we are; Sasuke having the time of his life with his parents, and they were just listening to his stories like amazing parents. Fugaku was awkward, but he was still a father, and only fuckwits don't love their children. I couldn't tell anyone how happy I was for him. I had thought this would all fuck up, and he'd just be like the kid in the canon. I was so lost in my thoughts that Sasuke had to touch me to snap me out of my thoughts. My eyes immediately shifted to his face, which was rather close. His eyes were filled with worry, and his hand was on top of mine. Such a cute kid.
"Are you okay, Kuroki-chan?" he asked, tilting his head like a curious child. In the corner of my eyes, I could see Mikoto having the same face Aonami was talking to me about Sasuke's crush. Damn, that woman's going to rub it in my face that she was right. I shook my head and smiled at him. I've been smiling way too much. It's gross.
"I'm fine, sorry." I scratched the back of my head awkwardly. "I just got really distracted with all the memories." Well, that wasn't exactly a lie. Mikoto's face brightened up with that shining look in her eye. Dear fuck, do all mothers do that?
"Oh, that's right! You were with Sasuke in all of these stories, weren't you?" Mikoto clasped her hands together, were...were her eyes literally twinkling? What? I glanced at Fugaku, who was scrutinizing me. I shifted my gaze from the both of them then to Sasuke. He was smiling softly, again with that blush of his. He intertwined our fingers again and sat beside me. If he's this affectionate, I wonder what's going to happen when he gets older. "That's so cute! Fugaku-san! Little Kuroki-chan's been looking after our little Sasuke-kun." Mm...I'm not used to being called the little one. Fugaku continued to analyse me. After all this time, he still looks at me like that. Then he closed his eyes.
"Thank you for looking after my sons, Kuroki-san." Oh, what? He thanked me? Mind fucked, man. I smiled at them, Sasuke leaning against me now. He's so cute!
"It's nothing really. I'll always be here for little Sasuke." I grinned at the said Uchiha and ruffled his hair, causing him to pause in using me as something to lean on. He still held tightly to my other hand, snuggly between us. I couldn't think of him as someone I love romantically...not yet. He's just too cute, too sibling-like. But I wasn't going to break his heart when he's been trying all morning to fill it with memories. I would hate myself. He pouted at me, rubbing his hair to try and get it back in order. Mikoto giggled softly and Fugaku chuckled, even if only the slightest. Mikoto looked to the clock hanging on the wall, a small gasp escaping her.
"We've been talking for three hours? I didn't notice!" I looked to the clock too, and my eyes widened in surprise. It really had been three hours. It only felt like a few minutes, the sun's dying rays shone through the window, giving us a few indications that night would fall soon. My grip on Sasuke's hand tightened, and I know he understood. Looking back down to him, his head was down. This is the last time we'll see Mikoto and Fugaku.
"M-Mum...Dad...can I go to Kuroki-chan's house for a sleep over?" He asked softly, his voice losing its enthusiasm. Fugaku and Mikoto looked to each other, and then Mikoto looked to her youngest son, a sweet smile plastered to her lips.
"Of course, dear. You both have fun, okay?"
Sasuke glanced to me, and I nodded, loosening my hold on his hand to let him go to his parents. He quickly walked over to Mikoto and wrapped his arms around her waist, he was hugging her tightly by the way he tightened his eyes shut, fighting the oncoming tears. After a few silent moments, Sasuke released her and stepped back. He must've been smiling because Mikoto smiled back. He then made his way to his father, wrapping his arms around the awkward man. Like the last time he was hugged, the man awkwardly patted his son, but the affection in his eyes was undeniable.
"I love you both...so much." Sasuke nearly whispered against his dad's chest, I'm so glad Kuroi had made me train my other senses, hearing was a lot easier. I remember that I never listened in my old life. I closed my eyes, sighing, then after a deep breath; I opened them again, standing from the couch I had been sitting on.
"I'll be in your room, getting your shi-...uh, your stuff." Holy shit, I almost messed up! I smiled nervously then walked out and headed in the direction of his room.
Oh, my god! Where is his room?! I looked from the left side of the hallway, then to the right. Where am I?! I fucking forgot I have no navigational skills in this house! I groaned in annoyance. This house...I hate it. Maybe I should just sense Sasuke's chakra. Wait a fucking minute...what's that snickering sound? I used the cat foot technique, which enables me to be silent whenever I walked. Kuroi did it all the time. I peered around the corner, and saw a little brat with raven hair snickering on the fall. He's enjoying my horrible navigation skills within his house?
"Boo, motherfucker!" I exclaimed suddenly, causing the little brat to jump away and have his head snap in my direction. His eyes filled with fear before realizing it was me and calmed down.
"Jeez, Kuroki-chan! You scared me!" He held a hand to his heart in emphasis. Pscht. I waved a dismissive hand in his direction.
"You were the one who was enjoying my horrible navigational skills in this godforsaken house." I frowned, looking to Sasuke who was grinning sheepishly, then grabbing my hand and pulling me along. Annoying, yet cute.
Sasuke brought me to his room, the window giving me the knowledge of the darkness that was only minutes away. I sat on the bed as he began to pack his things. We were silent; there wasn't a need to talk. I watched him shuffle around the room, picking up clothes and other things. By the time he was finished the bag was rather big, he held it by the straps with hands, looking at me with sunken eyes. I stretched my arms out towards him, and immediately he dropped his bag with a thump and sped into my arms. As soon as his arms were hooked around me, I hooked mine around him. He sobbed harshly into my chest as I rested my chin on his soft hair, rubbing his back soothingly. He was bound to completely break down sooner or later. Yes, he had been crying throughout the day, but this was his final stage of grief.
I didn't care if he got snot and all that all over my hoodie, this would probably be the one time I wouldn't care. Once Sasuke began to settle down, he sat in front of me, sniffing and trying to rub his eyes of the tears. I gently grabbed his wrists, his sad yet curious eyes looking into my unreadable ones. I let go of his wrists and used the cuff of my hoodie to wipe the rest of his tears. It was dark now, and only the moonlight let me see the Uchiha in front of me. It illuminated his form. He sniffed once again, seeming to tear up at my gesture. I cupped his face within my hands and gently kissed his forehead. I let go after a few seconds. He looked at me, wide-eyed. Only then I realized just what I did. Oh, fuck. I smirk-grinned nervously. Goddammit.
"Shall we go now?" I asked, glancing to the moon. Something always drew me towards it. Whether because it was beautiful or entrancing. I felt like I had some kind of connection with it. Heh, how weird. Looking back to Sasuke, he sniffed a few more times then nodded, crawling off his bed and picking up his bag. It looked heavy, and I crawled off the bed also, about to grab the bag's strap until the brat quickly pulled away.
"I want to carry it...I don't want you to have to do everything for me...you being here for me already makes me feel spoiled." Sasuke pouted, frowning at the carpet of his room. Me being here was something I wanted to do, so there was no reason for him to feel spoiled...his entire family; save for his brother is going to die in probably less than an hour. I grabbed the strap, the bag weighing like a feather to me, and putting it over his shoulder, seeing as he wouldn't even be able to lift it up over his head because he had no physical strength yet. He gripped the strap in front of his with both his hands, looking at the ground before looking back up to me. I tilted my head at him. "I'm ready...let's go, Kuroki-chan."
I lost count at how many times he's held my hand today, but he was currently holding my hand as we walked through the Uchiha compound, saying goodbye to Mikoto and Fugaku one last time at the main house. It was quiet. Not a single soul outside. Was it always like this?
"The people don t come out at night...ten years ago, the moon had shone strangely and any who looked at it had their sharingan deactivated...permanently." Sasuke explained, looking ahead and pulling me along. I looked to the moon. The moon did that to little Sasuke's family? How strange. "But it hasn't happened since, but people are paranoid, so...yeah. Mum said that she spoke to someone who had their sharingan taken from them...they weren't blind, but our blood limit was impossible to achieve for them. Children who looked were never able to awaken the sharingan...It's scary..."
Who knew something like this happened to the Uchiha? Well, anyone outside the Uchiha clan could possibly find out how and why the moon's light took away a kekkai genkai as powerful as theirs. It's understandable to say the least. Sasuke let go of my hand to push the gates open, it was light for him, as it was to anyone, but when it was locked, the only way to get in was jump over the thirty-metre fence. After it was open enough for both of us to get through, I walked past the gates, waiting for the little Uchiha to shut the gates and turn back to me. But he leaned his head against the shut gate, knowing that this is the last time he's going to ever see anyone inside that compound. I walked up beside him, lacing my fingers with his. He glanced to me, and I was a little proud to know that he wasn't tearing up, just had sadness tainted his orbs. "Let's go..." I tugged on his hand, and he nodded, holding my hand tightly as it was my turn to lead him to my house. It was a little far, but the distraction of walking was beneficial. I closed my eyes, continuing to walk. Why do you seem so sad, moon?
On our little journey to my house, the streets of Konoha were lively and full of people. There were stalls with lanterns and people walking around. Night here was nothing like night in the Uchiha compound. Apparently there were paedophiles here too, because some old men tried to 'treat' us to some dinner as we made our way through. When I refused, they always insisted; grabbing my arm and trying to persistently convince me. I was trying to be polite to the first few, who gave up after continuous declines, but the other ones were so insistent that I kicked them in the legs. I think I broke a few bones on some of them. They really were pissing me off.
"Are there any more old men coming to 'treat' us?" Sasuke asked, annoyed himself at the events we had unfortunately gone through. I sighed; this was why I travel by the roofs and trees. Fewer annoyances. But little Sasuke here would dislike it if I carried him all the way to my house. Boys and their prides. "Kuroki-chan is mine..." The little brat murmured, probably thinking I couldn't hear him over the cheers of some drunken men we were passing. I glanced to him.
"Does that make Sasuke mine?" I asked him with a little grin, satisfied when he became pink.
"I...um...er, m...maybe..." Congratulations, Kuroki. You have won yourself a boyfriend. Who is eight. Eight. Whilst I m physically too young for relationships and mentally too old for puppy love. If I hadn't had that stubborn will to survive, I would have asked someone to kill me. I grinned at Sasuke, then turned back to look ahead, only to be surprised by seeing a pair of navy-coloured pants. I blinked, stopping as Sasuke leaned against me from behind, probably peering up at the person who blocked our way. I slowly shifted my eyes to his face, his attire that of a standard jounin. Well, shit. What's the famed Copy Ninja doing? In front of me.
"You need something, sir?" I asked, tilting my head to peer up at him better. Fuck he was tall. His hair only added to that height. I wonder what he looks like without the mask. Sasuke never liked talking to strangers, they unnerved him. I normally just got annoyed with them. Kakashi's eye crinkled, he was probably smiling.
"What are two kids like you hanging around this district for?" He asked light-heartedly, placing his hands in his pockets. My eyes narrowed in the slightest, what's the scarecrow up to? I smiled pleasantly at him.
"We're on our way to my house! We're having a sleepover!" I exclaimed, acting like an innocent child. I could feel Sasuke's eyes burning into the back of my head. He knew I never acted like this. Unless it came to bacon. But even then, I acted more like a teenager who finally got their video game. I miss video games.
We need to get home. Why is Kakashi here? "Oh? That's nice then. Here, I'll escort you kiddies." What? This guy is confusing! He immediately turned and began walking; not turning back to us. I glanced to Sasuke, who glanced to me. I shrugged and began to follow the copy ninja through the crowd, Sasuke tightening his grip on my hand because people were loving to push us here and there. I kept asking myself why he was here, why is he escorting two kids who are strangers to him? When people began to become scarce as we made our way through, it was only Kakashi, Sasuke and I in the silence of the night and the moon's presence.
"Why are you escorting two kids who you don't know, sir?" I asked, using my childish tone that feigned curiosity. He stopped and turned to us, looking like he was smiling under that mask. Sasuke leaned closer to me. He wasn't meant to meet Kakashi until we graduated. Motherfuck.
Kakashi scratched his insane hair that was probably extremely soft despite its gravity defying nature. "Heh, well. I know your father." He finally answered. I blinked. Then I blinked again.
"What?!" I exclaimed in shock. How does Kuroi and Kakashi kno-wait a moment...they're both ex-ANBU. They knew each other all the way back then? Kakashi chuckled softly. "We were temporary team mates back when we were ANBU. You look exactly like him, so I thought it'd be nice to escort his daughter...and her friend, home." Why did that sound dirtier than I would like? Oh, fuck. Dirty-minded ten-year-old. Things just get better and better. I sighed.
"Thank you...Kakashi." I smirk-grinned at him, his visible eye widened in surprise at my knowledge of his name. I hadn't noticed we were already at the front of my house until I noticed I was a dirty-minded ten-year-old. So, like a child would, I pulled on Sasuke's hand and ran to my door, opening it, dragging Sasuke in and grinning at Kakashi before closing the door. I snickered at the thought of an older me doing the exact thing.
I looked to Sasuke. He was looking at me with a confused, curious look. I simply gave him a little grin and brought him into the kitchen. "Kuroki-chan!" Aonami greeted me excitedly as I made my presence known. She seemed to be making dinner, and Shiruba was watching television. The silver dog was always entranced with it, only bacon and me patting him would get him out of it. Aonami must've now just realized Sasuke was with me, because she gasped like a schoolgirl. Something she always did when the Uchiha was around. "Little Sasuke~!" She basically squealed. Thank fuck she doesn't have a high pitched voice, or I would be tempted to kill her. Sasuke tensed instantly at the mention of his name by Aonami. The enthusiastic woman glomped the poor kid in her arms, my hand being pulled up by Sasuke's, his grip deadly. For some reason, he was always afraid of her in the first few moments of greetings. Well, I can kind of guess why. The woman I call my mother is always overly excited whenever one of the brats come around. Especially Sasuke.
"A-Aonami-san...! I...I can't breathe!" Sasuke barely choked out, the woman was strong, definitely. Aonami 'oh'd and loosened her grip on Sasuke, setting him down. Finally, the little Uchiha was able to breathe, and he immediately held me close, wrapping his arms around my waist tightly and burying his face into my back. Aonami and I chuckled softly. She held an apologetic smile.
"I'm sorry, Sasuke-kun. I always get excited to see you." She apologised, although it was light. Sasuke peeked around me, staring up at her. He nodded shyly. I threw a small ball in the direction of Shiruba, hitting him in the head. It bounced off...and the dog was still out of it. If anyone's wondering where I got the ball from; I found it on the counter we were right beside. "Right. I'll make some bacon for you three. You two go upstairs and make yourselves comfortable. Shiruba will come up when he snaps out of it." She placed her hands on her hips, a bright smile placed on her lips. I nodded, turning to face Sasuke, who reluctantly let go of me. I grinned at him, and he blushed. We walked up the stairs, my footsteps silent whilst Sasuke's were soft, but were much louder than mine.
The door was opened; the rope Shiruba used hanging off the doorknob as usual. I stepped in, my lovely bed practically calling to me. I cheered and jumped onto the bed, landing in the middle. Beds are amazing. I heard Sasuke's giggling from behind. I rolled over, seeing him smiling at the door way. His smile created something happy within me, but it also created something extremely sad. Was it the knowledge of knowing that smile wouldn't be the same? Would I ever see it again? I sighed. I shouldn't think so negatively.
The Uchiha placed his bag at the foot of my chair where my desk sat in the other corner of the room. He then walked over to me, and I moved to give him some room. Sasuke crawled onto the bed as I moved to lay on the side where the wall stopped my back from falling off the bed. He laid beside me, and we basically stared at each other. "Did...you want the light on, Kuroki-chan?" The little Uchiha asked after a few moments of some kind of staring contest, him being the first to break the eye contact. I shook my head, grabbing onto the pillow I used to hug, and pulling it to my small chest.
"I like the moonlight more than artificial light." I admitted, grinning at him. "Something...something about the moon comforts me, it's strange, but I prefer it to any kind of light."
"You're strange." Sasuke deadpanned. I frowned at him; about to reply but he smiled at me. "I like that." I blinked in mild surprise. What? He grinned at me. "I don't love you because you weren't my fan girl like the girls in the academy...I don't even know..." He blushed and averted his eyes nervously. "But one day, you were the prettiest person I ever saw...I couldn't stop looking at you, couldn't stop admiring you. I...I know I may be young...but I'm sure I love you, Kuroki-chan." I was surprised when he looked back at me, confident enough to look serious. "Not like how I love Itachi-nii or mum or dad..." He shuffled closer and hugged the pillow I was cuddling. Well, to be perfectly honest. I was stunned. Stunned, I tell you. Sasuke was burying his face in the pillow, probably extremely embarrassed by now.
I looked down. Do I tell him I see him as a little brother? Would it hurt him, or not? Or should I continue to make it seem like...no. "Sasuke...I feel flattered you think of me that way..." I started, sighing. Sasuke lifted his head up, frowning.
"But...?" Damn, he's smart.
"I...think of you as a little brother."
He sighed. "I knew it..." I blinked.
"What?"
"I knew it...I knew you saw me as a little brother. It's in your eyes..." I looked down. My eyes were dead. They could be expressive, yes...but they never reflected off any light. It was strange, but no one except Kuroi commented on it. Could it be normal?
"I'm sorry I misled you..." I apologised, finally getting back to our current conversation.
"It's okay..." Sasuke said, but his tone was disheartened. Then all of a sudden, he's smiling brightly at me. "I'll make you fall in love with me. I promise."
So, someone better not say I look like a gaping fish, because that's what I feel like. He grinned confidently at me. That little shit! I raised the pillow we were both holding, Sasuke surprised by the action and letting it slip through his hands. With a small battle cry, I smothered Sasuke with the pillow, squirming under the pillow and making muffled sounds. I wasn't going to kill him, he would live. After thinking he had enough, I removed the pillow and frowned suspiciously at him. He was panting and glaring lightly at me. "What was that fo-" He started, but cut himself off. Oh, shit. He noticed. My frown turned into a glare when he gained a huge grin. "You're blushing!"
"Oh, Sasuke-kun. What happened to you? You're all red." Aonami asked as she set the plates on the table, Sasuke sitting across from me and smiling nervously. My look was probably one of 'say-anything-you-die'.
The damned Uchiha laughed nervously. "I couldn't breathe from laughing." Guess he wasn't going to say I almost killed him with a pillow. "Kuroki-chan and I were talking about something funny." He glanced at me, a devious look in his eye. Dammit. My stubborn ways scream at me not to fall for this kid, simply because he said he was going to make me fall in love with him. Wouldn't most people who were stubborn feel like that?
When I glanced to Aonami, she had that mischievous gleam in her eye. Dammit, she caught on. "Oh, okay. Well. I hope you like bacon, because these two do." Aonami commented with a grin.
"Bacon!" I cheered, Shiruba, who had finally come out of his entranced state barked in glee on the ground beside me. The heavenly meat was filling our senses. Fuck everything else for the time being, bacon was more important. Imagine my reaction when I first found out that they had bacon in this world. At least I could eat vegetables in this body. My old body physically rejected them because of how much I hated them; now I can eat them and not spit them all over my family.
Shiruba nudged me with his head, knocking me out of my daze and causing me to shift my eyes to him. I patted him affectionately, and then told him to go over to Sasuke; the silver dog obeying loyally. The Uchiha grinned at the dog who walked under the table to get to him. "Hey, Shiruba." Sasuke greeted, petting the large dog who attempted to comfort him.
I closed my eyes. So, Itachi...you're going to commit the act around midnight? When most people are asleep...makes sense. Obito helps him, right? Playing as Tobi. Not even Itachi could kill everyone in the clan by himself. Many would run, or hide, but with two powerful shinobi, they were doomed to death. I wonder about that thing with the moon that night. Why did it happen? And how in the hell did the moonlight permanently deactivate the sharingan! Seriously, that seems kind of impossible...then again, chakra was impossible in my old world. I might have to- that overwhelming smell! It's cooked~!
"There you go. My amazing bacon is done!" Aonami grinned as she placed a plate full of bacon in front of me and Sasuke. The Uchiha would eat it, as long as it wasn't sweet. How can he not like sweets? Anyways, I fist pumped. "Be sure to eat it all!"
"Okay!" I replied, grinning like a deranged child. Shiruba barked and quickly went over to me, who had more bacon than Sasuke, who wasn't semi-obsessed with the delicious meat. Aonami knew I always shared with the large dog, and she knew our appetite, which was something I worried about sometimes. It was huge to say the least. She mentioned that we might have to get a new freezer, and just put all the bacon we need in it.
Sounded amazing, actually. I grabbed a few slices, sure to make sure the oil didn't go everywhere; giving them to Shiruba who opened his mouth and waited for the meat. I giggled when he began chewing on all of them at once. I proceeded to get my own slices and eat them.
Three full plates of bacon. That was the amount that Shiruba and I had gotten to within fifteen minutes. Sasuke was still on his first plate, having other food instead of just bacon. The dog could grin, strange enough, but it was funny when we grinned at each other in accomplishment. Good feed. I pushed my chair back, standing up and grabbing the rather clean plate and walking over to the sink. I placed it in the sink and watched my hands. "I'll be in the training room, Sasuke." I informed the boy who was slowly eating. He nodded, and I made my way to where I said I was going. After turning corners, walking down hallways and other things, I made it to the training room. It was the place Kuroi and I trained at whenever the environment wasn't suitable for our training. Water did conjunct with lightning though, but we'd probably kill the electricity in the village.
The training room was spacious, like many of our rooms. We weren't rich...at least I don't think. Apparently this house was a gift from the Hokage to Kuroi, as he had no home when he was young and made it into the jounin ranks. Pretty nice place. There were weights that were modified to suit this world more, a large mat for taijutsu training, and a bunch of other things I had no effort to mention. I trudged over to the mat, sitting down with my legs crossed and cracking my neck. I suppose I'll meditate until everything in my stomach digests properly so I can do some strength exercises. I really wanted to have that Tsunade strength. Does anyone know how awesome that'd be?
"Kuroki-chan?" Sasuke's voice sounded in my ears, he was currently walking in when I had my eyes closed and clearing my mind of unnecessary things. I stopped my meditation and opened my eyes. I was greeted by the sight of Sasuke sitting on top of Shiruba, who had most likely carried him here since he had horrible navigational skills in my house. "What 'cha doing?" He asked curiously, tilting his head. Shiruba kneeled down so Sasuke could get off.
I yawned and stretched my arms. "Nothing much. Just some meditation." I replied casually. Something occurred to me; Sasuke will have to get the rest of his stuff after the massacre. I sighed, better not mention it now. He's probably not thinking of it at all right now. Slowly, a mischievous grin formed on my face. Sasuke blinked in confusion. "Weight training." The little Uchiha paled.
"Kuroki-chan! It's too heavy!" Sasuke complained as he tried to lift the bags that were filled with heavy metal used for weights. He was currently hunched over, unable to take his hands off because I used some glue and put my chakra in it and made it a lot stronger. The benefits of chakra. Thank you, Sage of Six Paths. I sat in front of him, a bland look on my face. "It's six kilograms." I deadpanned. Yes, a regular eight-year-old wouldn't be able to carry that much, but I was strict for some things, like my father. Six kilograms was nothing. Perhaps I should stop using the weights? No way, I've never taken them off, and I was afraid what I'd be like without them. Good thing they don't get dirty.
"B-But it's too heavy for me! You're strong, so of course it wouldn't be heavy for you." Sasuke pouted at me, frowning in annoyance. The mix of expressions was amusing. I sighed, uncrossing my legs and standing up. I took the chakra enhanced glue off his hands. He sighed in relief as he quickly let go of the handle of the weight. I guess we'll go with something easier.
"Nine-hundred grams. Surely you can pick that up." I kicked the much smaller bag of weights towards him. He bent down to pick it up, and was actually able to pick it up this time, even if his arms were shaking a little. How did he get from this, to how he was in the anime? "Congrats, now hold it up over your head for a minute."
"What?!"
It was eight-thirty by the time I decided to call it quits. Sasuke was half-asleep on Shiruba's back as we made our way back to the living room. I told Shiruba to go upstairs and put Sasuke in my room, the loyal dog barked and carefully walked up the stairs so the little Uchiha didn't fall off. My eyes lingered towards them for a bit before walking to the living room. I trudged over to the bookshelf that was against the far wall, placing my hands on its side and pushing it. It only took a few moments before I could see the door to Aonami's library. I stopped pushing the bookshelf and dusted off my hands, moving to open the doorknob of the plain door. It made a light creaking sound as I pushed it open. There was a wooden stairway which would lead me to the library full of books and scrolls. The reason Aonami had an underground library that seemed so secret was because she was paranoid of people stealing her collections. It's understandable, some of them scrolls looked extremely important. I actually think she may have some Forbidden Jutsus in the library we both loved.
Aonami must've sensed me, or heard the creak of the door we concealed, because she was looking to my direction when I came into view. The library was rather big, it wasn't dusty or looking run down, it actually looked brand new, with fancy furniture for reading here and there. Honestly, it was huge. The ceiling around twenty metres high, the shelves attached to the ceiling and to the floor, no shelf scarce of books and scroll. The woman was a book hoarder. A good thing. Meant more knowledge for me to soak up. "Kuroki-chan? Where's little Sasuke-kun?" She asked casually, giving me a small smile as she dusted off a particular book in her hand. I walked over to a shelf that held methods to being able to improve in different areas such as chakra control. I was currently reading through books on lightning techniques.
"He's upstairs with Shiruba," I grinned at the memory of his struggle with weights. "We were playing with weights." I grabbed a scroll, opening it to read its contents. I was planning on making water release my second element when I was able to. Water would amplify the power of lightning. At least I hope so. It would make things easier, and while I knew many lightning techniques, I wasn't the best at them. I would be fully absorbed with the scroll I was holding if it weren't for Aonami's little giggles.
I glanced at her. "You think Sasuke could live here if something happened?" I asked randomly. Aonami was a little surprised by the sudden question, but soon smiled.
"Of course he could. I love the little kid like he was my own son." She replied lovingly. I feel my stomach dropping at that gleam in her eye and the dramatic gesture that she always used when she was about to talk about my non-existent love life. "But he's going to be my son-in-law in only a few years! My little Kuroki-chan and Sasuke-kun getting married!"
"No way! The brat already said he was going to marry me when he was old enough, I don't need you to consent to it!" I exclaimed in horror. Kuroi wouldn't so easily consent to something like that. He stalked every boy who came over with his eyes. Lazy and laid-back, yes, but still a protective father. Maybe he could help.
"Oh, no!" Aonami looked dramatically sternly at me, one arm on her hip, the other having a finger pointing at me. "Don't think your father will get you out of this one! The mother always wins!" Who is this woman?! I groaned, rolling the scroll back up and placing it in its respective place. I then walked over to the stairs.
"Whatever...I just came down to tell you Sasuke and I will have a bath then go to bed." I explained with a defeated expression, soon making my way up the rather long set of stairs. I could hear the woman complaining.
"My Kuroki-chan should be more feminine! She acts like a lazy teenager!"
Probably because I was. Probably still am.
I undressed in the bathroom, it wouldn't be much of a problem with Sasuke looking at my ten-year-old body, but something about being less than eleven physically, but older than fifteen mentally made things awkward for me. I yawned as I through the towel over the rack like normal, and turned on the hot water. I stood there for a few moments, my form instantly being drenched under the hot liquid. I figured out how to make my weights skin tight, so now it was like second skin. It looked light, but it would probably create a crater if I dropped them. I was surprised when the weights adjusted to my body type, so I didn't have to take them off. Water would be able to cleanse the skin the weights concealed, as I let the chakra leak out and weaken its weight so it would sag. I have no idea if that made sense.
While I did all my hygienic stuff in the shower, my mind wandered to the moon. This world's moon was created by the Sage of Six Paths; it was a jail to the Ten-Tails, I think. I snorted when I remembered a fan fiction with an original character who was the jinchuuriki of the Ten-Tails. Bull-fucking-shit. Anyways, what happened to the Uchiha clan ten years ago; was that the doing of the Ten-Tails or not? Maybe I was attracted to the moon because of my fucked up respect and awe for the tailed beasts. Well, it was pretty awesome. I turned the shower off; I turned the water to icy temperatures a few minutes after turning on the hot water. Cold water helped my muscles, but it also woke me up.
When I walked into my room with my 'night clothes', pyjamas weren't my thing; Sasuke was laying the untaken side of my bed. Shiruba was curled under the Uchiha's feet; he was small enough for the dog to fit comfortably. I walked over to him, combing my fingers through his hair. He turned slowly, rubbing his eye as he peered up at me. "Kuroki...?" He asked groggily. I smirk-grinned.
"Go take a bath, then you can sleep." He nodded and sat up, getting off the bed and slowly making his way to the bathroom. I yawned as I walked to turn the light off, throwing the towel I used to dry my hair on my chair. I crawled onto my side of the bed, getting under the sheets and looking out the window.
Sleep quickly wanted to claim me; the day was more stressful than I thought. I gave a deep sigh. From tomorrow onwards, training is going to be our main focus. After Kuroi gets back, I'll gather Naruto so the three of us could train in teamwork together. It would help us out in the future, because it's predictable that I'll replace Sakura in team 7. Damn Aonami and her threatening ways. Working on our teamwork and other skills will give us a better chance when we become genin. Wait...Naruto! Oh, shit! I was meant to meet up with him today! Fuck! I face palmed. Sorry, Naruto.
I don't know how long I had been thinking, but I hadn't fallen asleep when Sasuke came in, all fresh from the bath. He closed the door and walked over to the bed, climbing up and crawling into his spot under the covers. He was on his side, facing me. I decided to the same and face him. "Thank you, Kuroki-chan." Sasuke thanked me, onyx eyes glimmering in the moonlight. It was then I knew that I had some kind of strange fetish with the moon and its light.
"It's fine. It's what I'm here for." I replied, smiling slightly. While not exactly true, I made it my goal to help some people from becoming the monsters they were in the anime. Well, Obito is too far gone; I don't really give a shit about Akatsuki except Itachi. I think I want to be able to beat them, not befriend them.
The little Uchiha shuffled closer and wrapped his arms around my waist, burying his face at the base of my neck, his hair tickling my chin. I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around him, like a protective sister. No one spoke, so it was easy for me to be lost in the darkness of sleep.
Can't wait for tomorrow...
I don't know what time it was when I woke up, but it was clearly morning. Sasuke and I were still cuddling, and by his steady breaths, he was still asleep. I smiled a bit and I ran my fingers through his hair affectionately. I'm glad you didn't have any nightmares. It was quiet, only the sound of the chirping birds outside the window echoing in my ears. It didn't last long. I sensed an unknown chakra flow, and Aonami's. Her chakra spiked in horror and worry, and I cringed when I could feel her hurrying to my room. I closed my eyes and cringed. This wasn't something you wanted to wake up for. I hope we're prepared...
Aonami burst through the door of my room, the sudden act startling Shiruba and Sasuke awake. The look on her face was horrible. Fear and horror, along with all these mixed negative emotive expressions.
"Sasuke!"
Oh, my fuck! Finally! Do you guys have any idea how much trouble I had with this chapter? My god. It was horrible. I have a headache now. Anyways. I hope you liked this chapter. Personally, I thought it was just weird. Kakashi's personality is actually hard for me to portray. Well! Reviews, man. I need them. They give me the power to type more. I'm serious.