By the time Sasuke arrived home, one thing was certain, there had been no sign of the girl's existence in the archives. In his desperation to find information it had taken him some time to realize there was clearly information missing it had been on his walk home that he realized the impossibility of all mentions of the girl being gone. His family had always kept an extensive record of their people, there were records of the date he took his first steps! How could there not be records of the girl?
On his walk home he dwelled on the fact, he knew that for the most the entirety of the clan avoided even naming the victims of the curse. They were damaged, they did bad things, they brought with them dishonor, and were unworthy of being named out loud. For his family to have reacted that way when he told them of the girl, it meant that while people wanted to forget those cursed their actions were unforgettable.
Was that the fate that awaited him? No, he thought, if she is a curse, I will defeat her. He ignored the doubt seeping into his mind, calling him stupid and mocking him, how many have thought the same before you? It said, and if he was honest, he wondered that too. How many had succumbed to her? She seemed innocent enough and she had been a constant in his life in the same way his brothers and parents were. He pitied the first fool that dreamt of her, he never stood a chance against her.
Sasuke did not bother going anywhere but to his room, he felt guilty he knew his mother had dinner by herself, but with the chaos in his mind it was easy to ignore the guilt. As he laid in his bed, he struggled to keep his thoughts in order, going to the archives had been a dead end, and unless the girl showed herself as a child once more, it was unlikely he would get information from her.
Now what? He wanted answers, no, he needed them. It was cruel that he was the last to find out he had some sort of curse on him, part of him could not forgive his family for keeping that from him, it was his right to know, maybe it would have made it easier to see her as a villain if he had. Instead, she was just a mystery where bad things happened.
Eventually sleep consumed him and he found her standing by the most beautiful cherry blossom tree he had ever seen. Something was wrong though, she did not appear his age, or like a child. Instead the girl looked to be about twenty, and when she smiled at him he felt his heart soar, she was beautiful. She approached him, and she reached for his hands he felt his limbs move in response, but he was not moving them. He tried to move his arms back down, to put them at his side, to not hold her hands, to not hug her to him. "I'm so close, the Senju defenses are low, we are winning. He has yet to leave the stronghold, he knows my goal is to reach the stronghold." Sasuke knew the words came out his mouth, but he did not recognize the voice nor the subject.
"You have to be careful, even without him there." Sasuke could feel his hold on her tighten. She let go of him then and was surprised with how much he wanted her back in his arms. She looked him in the eyes pleading practically, "you could try telling him, maybe this time he will listen."
"It has never worked in the past." That was a lie, Sasuke knew this, he felt it in soul. He had never tried telling him.
"Once you break through the defenses, there is no doubt you will meet him," she was holding her hand to her chest he noted, but he felt his anger coming, "do not kill him, please." The tears in her eyes they were what kept him from showing his anger at her words.
He wants him, his brain supplied. She is using me, once she is free, she will run to his side once more. Sasuke wondered how his mind supplied the answer so easily when he lacked context, but he knew he was right, I will kill him. He did not voice his thoughts, but she must have known, she reached for his face and he moved away. "You will be free, if that means his death, so be it. I would pay any price for your freedom."
He wanted to see her, but his body did not respond, stay, he begged his body. Look at her! Be man and look at the pain you cause her! However, his feet kept moving, and even if his body had stayed, he wondered if he would have looked. "Madara! Please listen to me!"
A/N: the plot thickens! like I said all I really have access to is my phone, and I need some sort of entertainment so I took away my "no more updates on" rule for now, so any other stories you guys want updated I am down to write. Take advantage of this offer guys, my sister will be getting her own laptop soon and once that happens time to focus on Unexpected and Timely again... also I'm thinking of doing the last update for spoiled, once that happens I will probably rewrite it and post it independently eventually. That update still needs some work, it is still unwritten and mostly just in my head for now, so not just some work...