Chapter 3

mmmh...I hate this chapter. It´s really weak and if I would give me a note for that it would just be a C...How depressing -_- But I really think the main heart of this Story becomes more and more clear and that is a little bit enchouraging ^^
However. This Chap is a little bit short and in the middle of it I suddendly left out the feelings, but afterwords I couldn´t correct that, because I had no Ideas.
But, for all who have some criticism for my English. I´m quiet surprised, that in all my exams I´m just writing B´s and C´s but in those Fitcions I´m making less mistake than in school themes XD Confusing, isn´t it. Nah, I´m talking too much.
Enjoy these boring, short, poor Chapter and leave a comment, when you want to ^^ (Plugging ( Das Englische Wort für Schleichwerbung klingt sogar noch besser, als das Deutsche XDDD)

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Chapter 3

He ran as fast as he could. His breath went unregular, but he didn´t stop. He want to get home soon. This morning he had promised to hurry up after school and now it right till dusk. He hoped that his parents woudn´t be much angry.
Because at the last time he was quiet happy. He had finally the feeling that his Dad accepted him. Though he didn´t speak much more with him, Sasuke sensed that his attitude was more positive than before.
The other day he even trained with him, and Sasuke was so proud of himself, that he reached request of his father. Yet he had need much more time than Itachi, he could use the new Jutsu very well.
Suddendly he stopped. Everything was scary silent and his heart became cold. It was impossible that all his familymembers were sound asleep. The last few meters he involved within less than three seconds.
And then he stood there. Shocked. And his small hands began to shiver, his legs took over and his mind went blank.
A warm summerbreeze whirled up a broken piece of a lantern. All he could see on it was the teared Uchiha-Symbol…

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“Mum?”
Sasuke came into the kitchen and watched his mother while helping here with the dinner.
“Mum?”, he repeated once more and his mother only nodded. “Do you know when Itachi comes back?” He followed every of her moves. He often asked that question and always was it the same answere: “I don´t know. Itachi is a very busy young man, Sasuke. Be proud of him and don´t ask so much after him, yeah?”
Sometimes he hated his mother for being the way she was. She never said something direct and always she seemed to evade his questions. Yes, she was very kind and like a mother to him, but for letting him in this unclarity he could be angry with her.
In general education talking wasn´t so desired in this house. They had to present a famous an organized clan. Sometimes Sasuke wished to be just a normal guy in an normal family full with laughter and happiness.
He sighed. He knew his parents would be more than just furious and disappointed when they would get this. So he was, as they would like it and it was better for him: Silent.
“I´m not hungry.”, he said and jumped off from the little chair, he used to stand on when he helped his mum. She nodded and cut some carrots.
The head to the ground he went outside. He was bored. From the back of the big wall in their garden he heard some kids laugh. He wished to play with them, but he wasn´t allowed to. His das was home and he wasn´t so so taken with having fun. Even when Sasuke wan´t to do something with Itachi, that hadn´t something to do with Ninja-Stuff he was angry and unfriendly.
Sasuke would like to have some friends. Some persond he could run to, trust and rely on, but nobody liked to talk with him. Just some girls, like the little Sakura, but she was altime giggling like a chicken.
“Just on friend…”, he whipsered and sat down on the small staircase. He leaned his chin into his hands and stared straight to the wall.
The sun was going under and the last birds flew above is head. With a big sigh he stretched his hands up and let himself dropping back on the floor. He was tired from sitting and lying home. Okay, he had school, but that wasn´t so much. Sometimes he had the feeling that he was just alive for training and and boring.
Every day it was the same. Standing up, go to the academy and coming back. If would just happen something exciting, but nobody heard his wishes.
“Sasuke?” He looked up, saw his mother and turned round on his belly.
“Sasuke, come in. You´ll catch a cold and it´s becoming dark.”
He nodded and stood up. His mother was straight on the way back when she stopped. “Ah, and Itachi is back. Maybe you can talk to him before he goes to sleep.”
Sasuke smiled happily. Finally his brother was back from his misson. He hadn´t seen Itachi for weeks now and had looked forward to meet him gain. “Thank you, mum.”, he saied honestly and ran to Itachis room.
“Nii-Sa - !” Sasuke stopped in the door-frame. His brother lay on his bed. He was asleep and still he wore all his clothes. He must had been very tired. Sasuke felt a littl down, but also he was quiet happy that his brother was finally back home. He smiled a bit and turned arround. Gentle he closed the door. “Sleep well, Nii-San…”, he whispered. “I´m glad you´re here.”
As quiet as he could he walk down the corridor to his room. He felt always save when Itachi was in the near. Sasuke didn´t know, but his brother ment all to him. Yes, he liked his parents, but his brother was much more. He was his heroe, his intimate. He could always come to him and tell him his problems. Itachi listen to him and help him, where he was able to.
Sometimes Sasuke thought he could read in his mind like in a book.
He sighed and fell onto his bed. It was far too big for his little body. He always felt so small, when he lay there. Even the pillowse where quiet tall. When he took his streched his arms out he couldn´t hold it completely.
He turned to the side and placed the head on his arms. He took a deep breath and stared at the boring, white wall.
Tomorrow, he thought, I´ll ask Itachi wheter he´ll paint my room with me…

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I heard his steps on the wooden floor even before he reached my room.
Fast I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. Acutally I want to talk with him, just a little change of words before night-time, but our Dad had been more quick. When I had been just home he came to me and said I should keep away from Sasuke. And most this evening. I didn´t wonder. Dad wasn´t so happy about the deep bond between Sasuke and me. He often think I am not good for him. Sad, but true.
So I lay on my bed with closed eyes when he came. It was better not to make our father angry the first day I´m back again.
When I heard the whispered “Sleep well, Nii-San…I´m glad you´re here…” My muscle cramped. I hated father so much for forcing me done this. I sweared I would never lie to Sasuke again. Never. I felt so much pity for my little brother for having a family like this. He was such an innocent, smart, cute boy. He didn´t deserve something like this. A mother wich was far too fearful to say a word, when her husband planned such weak, mad thinks to ruin the friendship between his sons, and a brother wich didn´t anything to stop that. What a despising family.
Furious I clench my fist. It´s a damn complicated situation. And if that isn´t enough I had to hide my secret. My whole clan is in danger. A big decision weighed on my shoulders and soul, and I have nobody to ask for help. Like always. I was always alone, in my whole live. Just Sasuke is there for me, but even this time I can´t him in on this important knowledge. I have to do all on myself. All by my own. Like always.
Gomen, Sasuke, gomen nasai, for all I will do.