Sasuke

This is what he's been training for. All his hard work and dedication will finally pay off in this moment. No one could break his concentration. He was as solid as a rock. He will not loose, not now, not to him.

"You are going down Uchiha." His opponent mouthed.

"Bite me, Hyūga." He mouthed back.

"Just give in already."

"I'd rather listen to Naruto's ranting stories."

"Hey! Don't drag me into this!"

"Going down Uchiha."

"Like I said, bite me."

The four sat in the common room of the north side dormitory around a square table. They had just gotten out of winter finals and were hanging out where Kiba lived.

Kiba was the only one they went to the Academy with that didn't, nor ever planned to, live in Kohona.

After finals was a time to unwind. That is why two geniuses of their generation were engaged in a staring contest. Naruto started the game, claiming the Uchiha couldn't strike fear into anything more than a kitten. Sasuke won that battle. Kiba went against Neji just to play along, losing because the blond fidgeted too often. But Naruto lost to both Sasuke and Neji. Kiba tried but couldn't win in his contest with the Uchiha.

So now there were at a minute and twenty-two seconds in the match.

Neither blinked nor looked away, making it more exciting for Naruto.

December was the time the foursome goofed off, causing their mothers and uncle panic beyond belief.

Last December they had attempted to build a tree house they started at fifteen. It ending in Naruto having a nail in his foot Neji's hair purple Sasuke with a concussion and Kiba missing the tips of his right hand's fingers. Rule number one in construction, don't be drunk.

It was also the time for many parties. Ino usually threw a wild Christmas party a week before the holiday. Sasuke couldn't quite remember the previous years festivities but Ino was mad at him for weeks.

"So, Inviting the girl with you to the party?" Kiba asked, throwing bags of chips on the table.

"Yes." Sasuke never once broke eye contact.

"Cool. I like her."

"That's nice."

"Does she have a sister?"

"Not that I know of."

"Oh come on."

"Pass."

"We should bring cake." Naruto chimed.

"No one but you likes cake." Kiba retorted, shoveling chips into his mouth.

"Well every time your mom and I hang out, she makes me cake."

"Shut up, both of you." Neji seethed, eyes burning.

"Look red eyed there, pal."

"Shut up Uchiha."

Naruto sneezed, breaking both boys' concentration.

"Naruto!" They screamed.

"My bad."

The four then proceeded to stare at different ends of the hall, boredom striking again. The silence interrupted by a cell phone.

"Yo." It was Kiba's. "Yeah. Sure. Bye."

Three sets of eyes stared.

"Mom. Gotta go. She needs help at the animal shelter. Adios not my amigos."

"Later losers." Naruto smiled, standing as well. "Hinata and I got date night."

"I just don't want to be seen as your lover." Sasuke stood, frowning at Neji.

"Ah. Well Ten-Ten and I have plans with Lee."

"Just ask her out. She wont say no." Kiba offered. Neji didn't acknowledge he said a word. So the three dropped it, not wanting to have the conversation for the nth time.

Sasuke stopped short, thoughts swirling.

You're late...

Shit. He looked at his cell and cursed again. He was to meet Sakura by the tree at ten, it was almost eleven.

"Fuck man. I'm gone, see ya'll." Sasuke sprinted ahead, waving two fingers behind him.

"Late."

"Hello to you too."

"Very late."

"Yes, I'm aware."

"By an hour. You got out at nine-forty. You promised, human."

"I know what I said, and I apologize."

"Mortal apologies mean nothing to me."

"Want a blood sacrifice?"

"... Tempting."

"Get off it."

Sakura laughed, no trace of anger left on her pretty face.

"You promised to tell me about you today."

Sasuke was bent over, puffing for air. He ran all the way from the other side of the park from his truck just to make it at eleven-ten. He even forgot the inhaler in the vehicle so no relief would come anytime soon.

"Let me breathe a second, women."

"Take your time, shit lungs."

"Har har."

Sasuke finally sat, lying down in the grass, hands supporting his head. His lungs had claimed enough air to breath a bit better, looking to the sky.

"What did you want to know?"

"All of it. What was your mortal life like growing up?"

July 18th was the first day one year-old Sasuke had his first asthma attack. It didn't warrant a hospital trip, but did cause his mother great concern. Instead of celebrating his birthday with other kids on the street as planned, he stayed inside, fear of not breathing shaking him.

After his second birthday, he felt a bit more comfortable running around with Itachi and Shisui. For four months he was fine, but after November, he's breathing troubles came back.

He witnessed Itachi have an attack that same day, panicking the small boy. Sasuke knew the troubles his brother was facing but could do nothing but cry for his mother and father. All the heaving and sobbing caused an attack of his own, sending both to the E.R.

Sasuke was first to recover, sitting at his older brothers bedside for a week. That week was hell in his two-year-old mind. His father had tried to convince him that Itachi would be well, but Sasuke wouldn't have it.

Sasuke refused to leave his brothers side till Itachi was ten and shipped off to the academy. Every night the younger Uchiha would insist on calling. It really wasn't much, due to Sasuke naturally being a very quiet child. But Itachi would speak, recounting his day to his brother.

At five and-a-half, Sasuke started kindergarten. He rarely spoke in class if it had to be more than a two-word response. That caused concern and many test. Still reluctant to speak as because it made him nervous, he was diagnosed with social anxiety. When told of the news, Itachi was home in an instant, begging to go to public school just to be home with his brother. He was quickly denied, but allotted weekends to come home.

Itachi never once believed his brother had anxiety issues. Sasuke was very articulate and well spoken when he was four. It was just the simple fact Sasuke was lazy by nature and chose not to speak. But he kept that to himself, knowing his little brother wouldn't appreciate his secret being exposed.

By Sasuke's ninth birthday, his social problems became a lot stronger. Sasuke knew he'd be sent to the academy, and he rather not go anywhere near it. He was required to take a speech class first year and a language (another speech class if you ask him).

Itachi was only five years ahead of him, attending the high school there as an eleventh grader. They even shared the same lunch period, so Sasuke would sit by the gate separating the two schools and Itachi would do the same. Sometimes Itachi's friends would join, his girlfriend at the time, Hana always had a cookie of some sort for the sixth grader. It wasn't long until Sasuke met Naruto. Soon, Sasuke no longer needed his brother constantly there. Itachi was happy, but all that relieved. He still watched over his brother till he graduated, even then would go to the school to sign him out and do something together.

After Naruto, Sasuke met Ino. Ino was, for lack of better words, annoying. She followed him around and pestered him about stupid girl things like hair length and makeup colors. Kiba came along, which balanced out the group. He would argue constantly with Ino, shutting her up most of the time. Neji, Lee and Tenten, soon joined the little group after Zabuza attacked Naruto and Sasuke. The three were life long friends, growing up in the same neighborhood. Shino and Hinata joined as well, Hinata no so secretly crushing on his best friend, for what he had no idea. Shino was quieter than the Uchiha, leaving Sasuke to be more at ease with him. Choji and Shikamaru came to the school in tenth grade. Sai in eleventh, which Sasuke was grateful for. Ino bother Sai instead of him, which was weird because Sai did look like Sasuke, but Sai had much more social problems than he.

"Sai was the one with the strangled smile, was he not?"

"Yep, that's the weirdo."

"He kept referring to Naruto as dickless. Why?"

Sasuke laughed, sitting up to meet her eye. "Because Sai is a bigger idiot than Naruto."

"Impossible."

"Very possible. Sadly."

Most of his years at the academy went attack free. There were times he would have an all out panic attack, but Naruto was usually there to calm him down and get the breathing tool. When they went home eight grade, they found out their families knew one another, much to Sasuke's dismay. Naruto was family now, annoying not only him on the holidays, but his brother and cousins as well. The two usually got into physical altercations, leaving bruises and cuts after each time. Mikoto stayed furious around the boys, from Itachi and his cousin and uncle to him and Naruto and sometimes Kiba and Neji.

Sasuke generally got by on his own, both parents being gone most of the time and Itachi off to college in Europe. Naruto was usually over daily once the two graduated. They took the same general education classes at Kohona University. After they got their associates, Itachi was back in Kohona and his mother worked in town. What his mother did he did not know, but she would go on a business trip or two with his father. Naruto and Sasuke didn't have classes together when they started working towards bachelors. Sasuke was medical, and Naruto politics.

He saw Ino and Hinata often, both wanting to become doctors as well. Ino wanted to be in the Anbu medical tactic team and Hinata a midwife. He rarely saw Kiba or Neji, Kiba doing automotive things and Neji studying to be a psychologist. Sai was an artist in a museum, Shino an entomologist. Choji was to be a chef, now working at a restaurant as a sous chef. Shikamaru was to be a computer geek in the Anbu, Tenten training to be first female general in the military, and Lee a gym teacher.

Sasuke wanted to quit school to pursue soccer full time, but his father would not have that.

They fought often on the matter. Itachi would stand up for his brother and his dream, but being the oldest he had to also set an example to follow. That caused a rift in their brotherhood. Sasuke stopped speaking to his brother for a year after Itachi agreed being a doctor was more important than his 'silly' soccer career. Sasuke had left his brother with a bruised cheek after that. Family dinners were hard to get through, Itachi always sat by Sasuke after his twenty-first birthday. They still seldom got along now, but Itachi still tried.

"You should treasure the fact you have a brother, dear."

"Or I could punch his lights out."

"Right. Tell me of the girl. The one you were so seemingly smitten with."

"That's right, you can read minds."

"Thought you'd get out of that?"

Sasuke sighed, running a hand through thick hair. "Ayame. She's engaged, though. I had a crush on her when I first went to the ramen stand with Naruto in eighth grade."

"She is pretty."

"Yeah. I think she is too."

"Nothing compared to me."

"Ever so vain."

"Can you blame me?"

"I guess not."

Sakura wore a coral sundress, pink hair up in a long ponytail. Her nails weren't as long as they normally would be, but were blunt and painted lime green. Her peach skin not a shade darker since the first time he met her.

Sasuke on the other hand was not nearly as flawless. His hair was a lot longer; his parted bangs now a mess and all over his forehead. The spikes fell due to the added weight, almost touching his shoulder blades. His skin was darker as well, soccer tan noticeable in his tank top. That was another thing, a better thing. Soccer season usually left the boy a lot toner than off-season. His upper torso did not fit in his shirt as well. His legs were buff as well. He wouldn't mind it either, if it didn't get unwanted female attention. But really it was his hair that bothered him. He'd have Ino cut it later.

"I like the hair."

"Do you?"

"As well as the soccer toning. I do quite enjoy that. Pronounces the markings on your bicep."

For his eighteenth birthday, Sasuke wanted to do something out of the Uchiha family box. As far as he knew, none of his family members, immediate or extended, had a tattoo. So what better way to piss off his overbearing father than get a tattoo? Or four?

So he and Naruto went to the tattoo parlor ran by Itachi's weird friend and his boyfriend. Deidara had garnished the Uchiha boy in a phoenix in blue flame and pale blue lightning around it leading down his arm to his elbow. The wings went to his right shoulder and it's body resided on his left. The flaming tail cascaded down his left side. Naruto got the sun on his stomach, saying that's what his mother wanted. It had writing Sasuke never asked about around it along with dashes outlining the words. Naruto loved it so that's all the best friend needed to know. After the bird, Sasuke got two more, an orchid for his mother and a snake weaving in and out his spinal chord.

The snake was his favorite. The scales were almost an iridescent silver and metallic green. The eyes were a jet black, peeking from the phoenix's gold wings. And that was all you could see of its head, the eyes. The orchid looked nearly lifelike, being done by Sasori. The orchid laced up one of the birds claws, twining with the feathers. It was purple with blue outlining, his mother's favorite colors.

When he debuted the new pieces at one of the family bbq's. His father nearly lost it. Sasuke never felt the urge to laugh like he did at that moment. His mother disliked the other two, but appreciated the orchid. Itachi just sat and watched Sasuke get chewed out by most or the Uchiha men. It wasn't until Itachi decided to swim that they saw the fading dragon on the expanse of his back. Sasuke did laugh at that moment. His father would've had a stroke if it weren't for the fact he was in perfect health. The dragon, all Deidara's work, coiled on Itachi's back, claws and fangs outstretched, coating in red ink for blood. Madara was the only one to praise the two and ask where it was they got the tattoos.

Fugaku was livid after that point, berating his cousin. It was the most enjoyment the boys have ever gotten from a family gathering. It did land Sasuke in trouble as well as Itachi, but cleaning the backyard was hardly punishment for the nearly thirty-five grand spent between the two. The two also had to promise their mother to at least run it by their father first.

"I'd love to meet your mother. Much more beautiful than Aphrodite."

Sasuke had a strange look on his face. "Really?"

"Yes, blond is an overrated hair color after all."

Sasuke laughed, wanting Ino to hear that comment.

"And you look like your mother. So by default you have the same beauty."

"Right. Beauty."

"Oh? Too feminine? How is handsome? Rugged. All the man I could ever hope for." Her voice took a sultry tone, eye's deepening into emerald. Her hand brushed at his bangs, smile seductive.

"You win." Sasuke leaned over to kiss her peach lips, smiling against their embrace.

"So." She murmured, "Tell me where this breathing problem stems from."

"You know," He pulled away, looking off into the distance. His bangs covered his handsome face, making it hard for the Goddess to tell what emotion ran through coal irises. "We don't know. Itachi had it before me, and they ran test up and down. It's Microscopic Polyangiitis. It attacks the lungs and respiratory tract. It usually causes him to cough up blood, that blood then blocks his breathing passages. I don't quite understand it myself, that's originally why I wanted to become a doctor."

Sasuke still never looked at her, so she put her head on his shoulder and wrapped slim arms around his chest.

"Tsunade, our family doctor, had diagnosed him, having treated him from a young age. She was the one to tell us it ran through our family, my uncle Izuna has it as well. Itachi wasn't supposed to live past nineteen to my understanding. People with MPA usually are anemic, and paired with his asthma; it should've killed him."

Sasuke was gone, no longer speaking to her, but rather speaking to the wind. "Kidney failure soon followed after his first attack. He was at the bottom of the wait list until the disease was fully under control. When Itachi was younger, not many medical advancements were made, but Tsunade, a doctor hailing from here, had traveled the world to make those advancements. That's how she saved both my brother and uncle." He looked down, sighing. "I was tested for it, too, but I only carry the ill-ness like an incubator. But with the asthma, none of us know. Tsunade tried tracking it down but to no avail."

"So this doctor is the reason you want to be one?"

"Yeah. Saved my brother's life."

"I admire that. But if soccer is where your heart lies, I do not wish you to continue."

Sasuke looked back, cocking his head to the right. That was the first time anyone had endorsed his dream in years. Even Naruto quietly wished he were to be a doctor, Madara and Itachi as well. But that was plan B, not A.

"Is Itachi well, now?"

"Yeah. Just his horrible allergies to look out for. But he usually stays indoors during season changes and spring. There was one time he went out to the garden for tea and had a sneeze attack that lead to a bloody nose. Imagine my mother finding a twelve year old Itachi covered in blood and pollen."

"Well that's all you could ever wish for, correct? So become a soccer thing."

"Player."

"Player. Yes, do that with your life."

Sasuke nodded, rolling his arms back to relieve his shoulders.

"I guess if you support it, I wouldn't mind pissing dad off again."

"I'm sure his heart could take it."

"E koe, kei te haere mai koe ki te rakau?"

Ereshkigal jumped to her feet, snarl on her lips. Sasuke jumped in surprise as well, a crazed look on his face.

"Na tika te mea e rave whakaaro koutou e mahi koe?" He has heard this language before, in the store at the start of fall. A glare was thrown at the angry Goddess.

"A koe? E aha ana koe Mother? Ki tenei tangata?"

The voice she spoke to was loud and livid, but very familiar.

"Tetahi o koutou mahi whakatara."

"Af̱tó í̱tan mállon agení̱s. Psáchname gia sas Mi̱téra."

Another voice gave in Greek, a language he was familiar with. Familiar but not fluent. The voice was calmer, warmer even than the first.

"Ki esý, ti káneis edó̱?"

The woman's eyes were nonexistent in her rage, hair wiping around, hitting him a few times. It was painful to say the least.

"Psáchname gia esás. Den boró̱ na po̱ óti í̱di̱?"

"Poú eínai o aderfós sou?" She was seething, at the tree. Sasuke saw nothing, but felt two presences in the tree. It made it hard for him to breathe.

"Sakura..." Sasuke was hesitant, but did grab her wrist. He felt a small pressure on his chest, pushing him back.

"Ezraeil, na stamatí̱sei af̱tó. Af̱tós den eínai apeilí̱ gia ti̱n Mi̱téra. Stamatí̱ste na akoúte Anaru..." The calm voice sighed. In the voices space, a boy of twenty sat on a thick branch, one leg hanging while the other was bent to support his weight. He looked at Sasuke, black eyes looking almost bored.

For a second, Sasuke heard nothing but felt the push of hands on his chest.

"Ezraeil, לעצור." Sakura said flatly, reaching for whatever was attempting to hurt Sasuke. It looked as if she was holding a child, cradling his small form. And after a blink, the Uchiha could clearly see a young boy with wings as black as soot.

The boy didn't speak once but Sakura replied as if he did, reprimanding him in Hebrew. He stared again at the pink-head woman, who calmly replied again.

"He does not speak." The angry voice gained Sasuke's attention back to the tree. There sat a boy no older than the one in Sakura's arms, hair wild and eyes a blood red. "So do not expect him to."

"Mi̱n eísai agení̱s mazí tou. Mi̱téra tha sas skotó̱sei." The Greek speaking one smiled, teasing the other.

"Í̱sychi̱ sas filí̱sei ton kó̱lo, egó̱ prospathó̱ na tou milí̱so̱!" The other snapped.

Who the fuck are these children?

"Mine." Sakura grumbled. "And they should be home. Not here bothering me."

"Hardly think it's a bother to ruin an evening with a human, Mother."

"That is Anaru. He understands the most languages. Japanese too, apparently."

"No shit."

"Watch your mouth boy."

"Make me, vile Goddess."

"That one next to him is Alic. He only knows Latin, Maori, which Anaru speaks, Hebrew, and Greek. He means you no harm."

Alic tipped his head, jumping from the branch to get his younger brother.

"And this is Ezraeil. He is mute. But solely understands Hebrew."

Sasuke couldn't saw a thing, let alone wave at the three. The one in the tree was still acting hostile, so it was best to keep quiet.

"Boreíte, éxo̱ apó to próso̱pó tou. Párte af̱tá ta dýo píso̱, egó̱ tha ascholi̱theí me ta tría ti̱s argótera."

"Tha perásei se af̱tó. Í̱rtha gia na ton dó̱sei se esás. To Underworld den eínai éna asfalés méros gia af̱tón ekeíni̱ ti̱n epochí̱. Oúte eseís, Mi̱téra. Sas proteíno̱ na parakolouthí̱sete ví̱ma sas." With that the calm one disappeared.

"Hear that, bitch? He agrees with me. We need a new head of household. You are too unfit. I'm sure Ranginui will feel... Right at home."

Anaru left as well. Leaving Sasuke in a daze, Ereshkigal handed the boy to him and left as well. She returned after a long awkward staring contest between the small child and the adult.

"Gods damn it!" The tree she punched never stood a chance. "That devious little snake. I will end him."

"I'm lost."

"Oh!" She took Ezraeil and put him on his feet. She rattled off Hebrew to him before the aura around the boy turn malicious. She spoke again, calmer than the first time, soothing his long hair. While she spoke, Sasuke looked. He did look almost exactly like Sakura, wide eyes and pale skin, heart shaped face. They shared noses and widows peaks, along with both being rather slender. It his eyes were not violet, he would be a carbon copy.

Ezraeil looked calmer, pulling at Sasuke's pant leg. He looked him up and down glare ever present.

"He asks if you are of God decent. I told him no. He says he does not wish to stay with you if you are not. I should not ask, but take him to the one called Kakashi?"

"Wha-?"

"You must know of the white hair pervert. I must go. I cannot take him along. Can you or can you not?"

"I-"

"Do not stutter boy."

"Okay...?"

"Thank you." She muttered in Hebrew, kissing the boys forehead before leaving in hell fire.

What was Sasuke going to do with a child that did not speak nor understand him? And why Kakashi of all people? Kakashi was terrible with kids, how would he deal with the mute child? And why did Sakura know Kakashi? His head was swimming and he picked the child up. Since this was her youngest, Lucifer if he was correct, probably has never seen a truck. Minus well make this fun for him.

"So Sakura. You say she has pink hair?" Kakashi was on field when he found him, working with his younger division. Sasuke didn't know he had any children below fifteen to coach. Guy coached them as well, which he knew.

"Yes, coach."

"That damned goddess got into it with a human. Does Madara know?"

"Why does that matter?"

"Does he know or not Sasuke?"

"No sir."

"Should tell him to get over here."

"O-okay?"

Kakashi turned to the boy that stood by the chain link fence, glancing at everything wide eyed. Kakashi crouched and spoke to him, replying when necessary. So Kakashi knew Hebrew, not a shock, but the fact he knew the boy spoke it and could understand him was baffling.

"So he knows nothing of why he was brought here." The older man sighed, scratching his head. "Great. What did Sakura say exactly?"

"I told you I could not understand them. But the small boy said something about Ranginui and feeling at home and that they need a new head of household or some shit."

"Did you call your uncle?"

"Yes, he will be here soon."

"Fuck."

"Please tell me what's going on?"

"It does not concern you, go home."

"Yes it does. She gave me the damn kid in the first place."

Hell fire encased the three, making it hard for Sasuke to breathe.

Yup. That's right, two chapters. I am moving so I wont be able to post for awhile. Sorry guys. But incredibly long chapter