3 The Brother
[I Year Time-Skip]
'Wow... This much happened in the past?'
Sasuke pondered. In this past year, he had learned almost everything about Konoha's past.
The wars. The founders. The destroyers... and like that the list continued.
The one that had the most impact on him was nonother than the two abominations themselves.
Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha.
They were powerful. So powerful that they could level a mountain with a single Jutsu.
'How will I feel when I hold such strength?'
He asked himself. Trying to imagine a scenario like that.
'This again'
Sasuke got serious Deja Vu vibes from imagining such a thing. He felt like he has already reached and experienced that kind of power once.
This happens occasionally. Whenever he thought of power. He would get excited for no reason.
"Sasuke, How's the academy?'
Itachi, his older brother asked. Sasuke, who had his eyes on the history book didn't bother to look at his eyes.
"Not bad I guess"
"I see"
Itachi sighed. He tried his 'best' to communicate with Sasuke, only to be disappointed.
He was, to say the least, worried for Sasuke. This kind of behavior was odd, he may have been like that in the past, but his surroundings made him so...unlike Sasuke.
'If I had more free time...Sigh'
He took one last glance at Sasuke before heading out. The latter just closed the book as he saw his older brother leave.
'It took me 8 months just to fully understand the situation about Naruto... It was a shock, to say the least when I found out he's the son of the Fourth Hokage'
Yes. Sasuke has finally managed to unravel the secret known as Naruto.
'But that doesn't mean much to me... Although the part about the Demon fox really gets me on the edge'
Sasuke had followed Naruto once, just to see his daily life. He heard whispers about some 'Demon Fox' and the citizens occusing him of being the demon fox.
Now, you may ask how he found out that Naruto was the fourth's son. Well, that was the easiest part for him, all he needed was a photo of the fourth Hokage, Which was hung on the wall of some shops, and magazines alike.
'Naruto in this past year has been... disappointing
He was not disappointed in Naruto's skills or his talent. What let him to lose all his interest in the boy was his behavior.
He would slack off in class, chasing Sakura. He would slack off in mock battles, chasing Sakura. And finally... His whole attitude changed to a 'smile all the time'...for chasing Sakura.
He shook his head, dispersing useless thoughts.
"Today's holiday... I should train"
He muttered to himself before heading out of his home. Making his way toward the training ground of the Uchiha compound.
He pulled out some Shurikens from his ninja pouch that was strapped on his thighs.
In front of him, there were five targets. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Slowly releasing it, his body bends down and shot up to the sky.
*Clang* x3
'Bullseye'
Sasuke thought to himself, not even bothering to open his eyes... when he did, he was quite disappointed.
'I missed one bullseye'
He smiled awkwardly, looking at the single kunai that failed to reach the target behind a boulder, completely foreign to his vision.
"I need to master this technique today itself"
He steeled his resolve and picked up the kunais', ready to perform it once again.
***
"Huff...Hufff...Huff"
Sasuke breathed heavily, lying on the ground with a bleeding finger. He sweated buckets, his body felt as heavy as a boulder.
'Fuck...I should've been careful'
He tried to practice more even though he already got the grasp of the technique. He still trained even though fatigue hit him like a train.
Leading to the current situation in hand, where his finger is bleeding from a deep cut.
'I should clean it before dressing it'
He walked over to the pond, even though his legs refused to move forward. He dipped his hand inside the pond, causing a burning sensation to run through his hand.
'That stings'
He pulled out his arm and dried it with a clean handkerchief. He ripped apart the same handkerchief and dressed up his wound.
"That should fix it"
He said to nobody in particular. The cold breeze ruffled his hair, a moment of peace achieved inside his mind.
***
Unknown to Sasuke, a masked individual was watching Sasuke, who was making his way back to his home.
"Oh my little brother, how I wish I could train you myself"
His face saddened, not shown to the outside because of the mask. He felt his eyes moisten, in deep hatred... for himself?
"Sorry. Mother, Father...and my beloved brother. Only a few years remain for our happy lives"
Orders and deadlines were given. His option only remains one.
'I will change father's mind... If he backed down, maybe...Sigh'
He cut off his own thoughts, having realized how futile it was.
'This is reality. Itachi, sacrifices must be made'
He told himself, cutting off whatever feelings he has left inside of him. With a dead look, he glanced one last time at Sasuke as his body flickered away.
'You are the final hope for our clan, Sasuke... Indra incarnate'
***
'I swear I felt someone looking at me'
Sasuke snapped his head towards a specific tree, searching for someone.
'Who was it?'
Sasuke got on alert, trying to spot anyone near the bushes or the trees. After finding out his search was to no avail, he walked back, still on guard.
'I just hope it isn't some pedophile'
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