After the seven year old Uchiha headed back home, everything was so... dead. Corpses were everywhere, crimson painted the walls. He trembled extremely, looking for his brother and his mother and father. Seeing so many people dead made his nerves clutch, making it feel like his insides were twisted. He then checked his family's living room, seeing his mother and father dead on the floor.

"Omuoto..."

The little Uchiha slowly turned his head, seeing his brother, his clothes spray painted with blood, his Sharingan spinning. Itachi had now activated one of the important assassination arts. Sasuke didn't say anything, he didn't do anything but stand there. "Sasuke, you should leave.."

The seven year old boy felt tears water in his eyes, but he clenched his fists.

"Omuoto... forgive me and my sins...", he says, lowly, putting his precious little brother into a trance with his Sharingan, making Sasuke's live onyx ones go blank, moments of trying to stay up on his feet, he fell to his knees then his side.

"Aniki...", he muttered, almost inaudible, then his vision faded to black.

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"Sasuke! Sasu wake up! Come on, already!", a familiar voice urged. The Uchiha opened his onyx eyes, but they still looked lifeless. His vision cleared, seeing Naruto with fear on his face and a shocked expression.

"Oh thank goodness! Your okay!", he says, pulling Sasu onto his lap and hugging him tightly.

Sasuke's eyes were half lid, with lifeless eyes. The blonde pulled back but his eyes widen in fear.
"Sasu...you're eyes"

"What about them..?", he asks, monotone. His eyes were red, his pupils, not the outer eye.

"They're... red. Like bloodshot red!", he says. Sasuke then hugged Naruto, wrapping his arms around him, tears streaming down his cheeks.

"Naru... I'm scared.."

The blonde hugged him close, gripping his shirt. Minutes later, both of them were calm, holding each other close. Kyuubi then appeared.

"OH MY LIVING FÛCK JUST KISS ALREADY!!!"