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Katon: Goukakyuu no Jutsu by niveaus

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I’m sitting on the end of the jetty out into my lake. Or, it’s not really my lake, but nobody else uses it. Not this last year, anyway.

It’s been exactly one year since it happened. I’m not going to cry. I cried plenty then, but now I don’t have time for that. These short minutes by the lake are the only time I take off from training. Perhaps I should be training now too, but this has become a routine. I need this time by the lake, to remind me who I am, and what I have to do.

I’m Uchiha Sasuke, and I’m going to erase my debts and revive my clan.



It’s that kid. He’s walking past again. Every day he walks past while I’m down here. It must be his route home from wherever he trains. I was standing next to him in shuriken practice today in the academy. He wasn’t very good. And every bullseye I got, seemed to make him angrier. The angrier he got, the more he missed. I hope he wasn’t angry with me, but I think he must have been. Though it might have been about whatever the girls were saying. Which was probably also about me.

But he’s smiling now. Is he smiling at me? He’s the one they all make fun of. The one they exclude. I don’t make fun of him. I don’t get involved in their petty playground squabbles. But I still seem to be the one that annoys him most.

But he’s smiling now. It’s too late though, I was scowling when I looked round. And now he’s scowling too. It seems like that happens every day. But when I look round the other way as he passes, I try to smile. And most days, he smiles back. I think he must be a nice person.

Even if he isn’t any good with shurikens.

It’s a shame I don’t have time for nice people, it seems like he’s alone too. If we were friends we wouldn’t be alone. But then I wouldn’t have as much time for training. He’s carrying a lot of shurikens. And he’s still carrying his stuff from the academy. He must have been practicing ever since the academy closed. Even I go home to eat first, but I don’t think he has. At least he’s trying hard. But if he practices that much and still can’t even hit the targets he must be hopeless. A real dropout.

If I had time maybe it would be nice to train with him. To try and help him. Maybe he’s been alone for longer than me. Maybe he never had a mother or father to show him how to throw a shuriken. Or a brother. But maybe he’s lucky he never had a family. My lips are hardening again, the scowl is back. Whatever he’s been through, it can’t be as bad as what I went through. He’ll have to look after himself, and I’ll look after myself.

A year has gone by. Am I any stronger? Yes. But I’m not strong enough yet. Not yet. I should go and train some more. But first, there’s one more thing I have to do. One small tradition I keep up in memory of them.

Watch me, Father.

Katon: Goukakyuu no Jutsu.






I’m sitting on the end of the jetty out into my lake. Or, it’s not really my lake, but nobody else uses it. Not these last two years, anyway.

We were practicing ninjutsu today. Transformation technique. That kid was directly after me, or I wouldn’t have been watching. His transformation was terrible. I think I felt sorry for him – he looked so happy and confident when he walked to the front. But after the transformation the teacher shouted at him, and all the others laughed at him. Then he didn’t look happy. He was angry, and he shouted that he would become Hokage anyway. That just made them laugh more.

I don’t think they know how hard he trains. I don’t laugh. Partly because it’s none of my business and I don’t want to get involved. But also because I know he’s trying really hard, and if he’s still incapable of performing well he deserves pity, and encouragement. It must be hard, only relying on his own strength. Like me, except my own strength is enough, and I don’t think his is. I felt bad that he had to go up immediatedly after me. My transformation was almost perfect.

I sense someone coming and look round. It’s him again. It always is, and he’s always smiling. He looks tired, and very hungry, but happy. Perhaps he managed to do a better transformation. I hope so. I feel like there’s a connection between us, I just don’t know what it is. We’re opposites, but when I catch his eye each evening as he walks past, I can’t help smiling. And I can’t help thinking that he will have some significance for my life. Maybe one day, when all this is over, we can be friends. I hope so.

But until it is over, I don’t have time. I stand up.

Watch me, Mother.

Katon: Goukakyuu no Jutsu.






I’m sitting on the end of the jetty out into my lake. Or, it’s not really my lake, but I don’t think anybody else has used it. Not these last eight years, anyway.

It’s night, and nobody knows I’m here. Part of me wishes Naruto would walk past and smile one last time. But if he did he would just try to stop me. I hope he understands somewhat. I don’t really care what the others think, but I want him to understand me. I know he’ll never fully understand me, but he was alone too. If there was someone he could blame for it, wouldn’t he be taking the same action? Perhaps not. After all, we always were opposites.

This is it. It’s been exactly eight years since it happened, and tonight is the night. The night I’m going after Itachi. If I can’t kill him now, I will never be able to, I know that somehow. This is my chance. And he’s coming here. He’s probably just outside the village now.

I don’t think I can come back, even after he’s dead. It’s been too long. And I’ve walked a very different path than the others. A very different path than Naruto has. So this might be my last visit to the lake.

There are a few gentle ripples on the inky black surface. It’s eery, looking at the black liquid. It’s hard to imagine that in the day it becomes a light, friendly substance. Now it looks like it would suck me in, like I would sink directly into another world if I stepped in.

Like his Tsukuyomi. He’s in the village now, I can feel it. I can feel his presence. I know where he’s going too. I don’t know what will happen. I don’t know who will win. But I have to try tonight. He took my mother, my father, my childhood. But despite everything, he couldn’t stop us becoming friends. I never thought I would have time to become friends with you, but I did. And now he’s back, to take the only thing I have left. I might not have shown it well, especially not since I left. But, Naruto, you are the only friend I have ever had. And if I can’t stop him taking you too, then there is no point in me living.

He is getting closer. But before I go, I want to remember you all one last time. I want to light up my darkness for one short moment.

Watch me, Naruto.

Katon: Goukakyuu no Jutsu.
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