Today was an ordinary day in my everyday life Uchiha Sasuke
After school I went to practice shuriken throwing extra until I didn't know when the sun set
So I hurried home.
I had just turned 6 years old entered the primary level Ninja Academy for 1 semester along with scores ranking in the top 10 highest of the class.
Whether it was Physical Education subject that is the foundation of Taijutsu (Body Technique) Chakra Control subject that is the foundation of Ninjutsu (Ninja Technique) Genjutsu (Illusionary Technique) Hand Sign training subject that is the foundation of using all jutsu and Shuriken Throwing subject.
The first semester that I showed the report card to my father I even received a compliment that "Just as expected of my son" which my older brother Uchiha Itachi often received this kind of compliment until I was jealous because no matter what I did Father would always say
" Good like your brother"
or
"Just as expected of Itachi's little brother"
always. . .
Even though I was happy with the compliment but the continuous comparison with my brother made me feel hurt. . .
Was I not his son or something?
Why won't he look at me as I am?
Why does he only look at me as Itachi's little brother?
But after receiving the compliment
"Just as expected of my son"
the next sentence made me shiver because Father continued with
"Don't imitate your brother too much"
What did this mean??
I had always wondered and today . . .
I finally understood the meaning of this sentence. . .
"Sasuke run away !"
Words full of fear came from inside my house. It was the voice of my mother Uchiha Mikoto who usually spoke in a soft voice welcoming me with the sentence
" You're back huh Sasuke"
But today it was a surprising sentence.
What does she want me to run away from?
Run away where?
Run away . . .why?
I quickly ran to find Mother following the source of the sound only to be met with a shocking scene. The lightning that struck down as a backdrop of the window illuminated the image for me to see the living room of the house that used to be warm.
Now there was Mother's body with blood at her mouth lying over Father's face-down body along with one short sword piercing through both of their bodies and the one standing behind the two of them was. . . my own older brother.
"Why. . . You are not Itachi. Who are you? Where did you put my brother !!"
" I am Itachi " My brother's black eyes with three red rings spinning around the black pupils in the center looked at me coldly. I sank down and sat in fear of his eyes and the strong killing intent piercing my skin like being stabbed by invisible needles in every cell of my body and it stung even more when I heard my brother's next cold sentence.
" I did it to test myself. To see if I have the qualifications"
" Qualifications? To the point of having to kill Father Mother—"
" Not only Father and Mother but the whole clan"
Before I could finish speaking my brother interrupted along with pulling the sword up from the bodies of Father and Mother who were not moving at all now before pointing the sword at me making me know that the next victim of my brother's sword must be me
but I couldn't do anything. I couldn't even stand up !
However the thought of just waiting for death was not my nature either. No matter who the person in front of me was whether it was really my brother or some evil ninja using my brother's face I must leave a scar on the murderer who killed my parents.
Thinking that I picked up 3 shuriken from the equipment box at my waist with a trembling hand and threw them without much hope because the ninja in front of me flicked his hand once and the shuriken scattered in different directions easily.
" You don't even have the qualifications to be killed. Just feel resentful of your weakness"
Itachi's eyes spun until they became a pattern similar to a three-bladed shuriken along with the image around me changing.
I felt like I was being chained by invisible chains and forced to keep my eyes open to look at the images of my brother Itachi's murder fighting with Father and Mother before easily killing them. Repeating over and over for hundreds of times.
" No No noooo Nooooooooooooo"
I screamed lamented tears flowing down like a stream of pain until I had no voice to scream no tears left to flow before I lost consciousness
The next morning I regained consciousness on a bed in Konoha Hospital.
There was an IV tube inserted bandages wrapped around my arm which I didn't know when it got injured.
The first thing I did was prop myself up to sit while looking towards the window.
The image of the new morning which must have been noon almost afternoon looked as beautiful as the days before but the sound of people talking outside the room made me realize the truth that last night's event was not the worst nightmare in my life but it was the painful reality.
" That child Sasuke is the only survivor of the clan massacre."
" Itachi is now an S-rank missing-nin sigh. Why do geniuses like to do bad things too?"