I was inspired these past few days so this popped out from somewhere. Forgive my laziness to update my other fics. And readers of my first fem Sasuke fic Tit for tat,I'm not yet updating but I'll be making other fem Sasu fics. This is one of them.

By the way, in Tit for tat, I'm thinking of revising the last chapter I wrote. It was chapter eight, I think. Maybe I'll just delete that chapter first. It sucked!

Hope you enjoy this!

Why now? Why was she regretting? This had been her goal for so long. She put everything else away, sacrificed things she shouldn't have sacrificed, betrayed her village, the only home she knew until she could no longer identify it as such because her world had changed so drastically hideous. She trained just for this day, and it came. Itachi was finally dead.

BUT WHY THE HECK WAS SHE REGRETTING!?

And she realized, maybe she had not wanted him dead at all. Maybe, she never really hated him. That's right. She loved him, love him maybe too much. That was what she did. It was a flaw she'd always had, one she never wanted to admit before but deep down had probably always known. He told her to hate him. And she did, poured out every ounce of hatred for him because she loved him. Her hate was actually her love.

But now that he was gone, what was there for her to hate or love? She existed for him, only him and nothing else. He had been her aim, her drive, and her reason for existence. He had been the one who gave her dreams and nightmares, the one who created destruction, planted terror, gave her pain and hurt but kept her alive all these years.

A long, long time ago, or maybe not that long, but still long ago, he had been the one who gave her joy. And that joy came hand-in-hand with a disappointment that had always been subdued by the vast blind hope she'd had for the possibility of spending time with him on an unspecified time and day. He had brought out both smiles and frowns.

He had been everything. He can't die. But he was dead. And shaking his body, screaming his name, nothing was ever going to bring him back.

"Please. Wake up. Itachi."

She cried. Briefly felt the warmth of sliding tears on her cheeks before the rain washed them away. His eyes were still open, black, not red. So lifeless.

He never looked so beautiful before, with his mouth slightly open, locks of drenched ebony hair pasted on pale, but lightly tanned skinned.

"Aniki" When was the last time she said that word? How long since she had uttered something so fondly? A long time. Too long.

She always thought killing him was impossible though she always told herself, and everybody else, otherwise. It was hard to believe even when he's already dead.

She should die too, she decided all of a sudden. She wanted to. She had not quite abandoned the thought of reviving her clan, but it wasn't nor had it ever been as important as bringing down Itachi.

Death seemed very appealing. She's tired, had lost interest in another goal or intention, death was fitting. She's still young, maybe too young. Or not. That depended on a person's point of view. In her opinion fifteen was old enough. Still young, yes, but old enough.

She's injured enough. She wondered if she should she wait, or do it herself. There were a lot of kunai available, scattered across the field in violent disarray, and one in perfect reach of her right hand if she fully extends her arm.

Her vision started to become blurry and she didn't bother to try to regain it. A weak smile present, she grasped his hand, cold as stone and soon would become almost as hard. She rested on his chest, empty of all feeling, never wanting to let go of the hand she remembered holding hers back once upon a time.

Her eyes were closing.

"I didn't want you to die." Such thoughts, such contradiction to what she had been saying before this day. And she was saying this now? When it was finally too late? It wasn't fair. How could she have just realized it now? A fool she was.

"But…" Her blurry gaze was set on her sword laying a few feet from them, washed of blood and gleaming with pride. "did you… really want me to kill you?"

Of course he there was no answer. She had a lot of questions still, and they won't be answered either by anyone.

Death was near. They would be together again, hopefully in a place of solace.

Was she still crying? She was too physically and emotionally numb to tell or care. She could hardly feel the hand she held or the drenched cloak where she lay. The world was gradually becoming mute of color and sound.

Her mouth opened to say something. Darkness came sooner than the words.

Sasuke jerked awake, cold and sweating, eyes wide and heart pumping with fear. A dream? Is Itachi really dead? The room spun almost nauseatingly, she could hardly make out anything. Still, there was something that brought a sense of familiarity and comfort that subdued the anxiousness she was feeling.

Dismissing the dizziness, she stood, feeling colder when the little warmth from the blanket died out as she slipped away and when her bare feet touched the timber floor.

The little sunlight that seeped in from the split in the shuttered window told her it was morning. The minute she slid the door open, an aroma filled her nostrils. She was shocked once she finally realized where she was.

She wobbled her way down the dimly lit hallway, passing several closed doors left and right, turned the corner to the stairs.

As she got nearer and nearer to her destination the familiar aroma intensified although she couldn't quite gather her thoughts properly to name them. She grasped the sliding door and opened it a little too swift and strong, tugging herself with it and almost falling over. She did not recall the door being that light before, nor the room being smaller than she remembered.

She flinched at the bright light of the dining room but did not break her gaze on two dark haired figures sitting opposite each other on the table.

Both heads turned slightly towards her, one virtually a second later than the other, when they heard the door slam open on the opposite doorframe. Both pairs of dark eyes remain impassive but a little reprimanding.

"Oi. Not so loud in the morning." Said the short haired one, and then turned back to the table where he continued sketching on a thick sketch pad with a pencil.

"You should learn to be more hushed, Sasuke. If father was here you would get scolded." And then the pony-tailed long haired one turned back to polishing weapons that looked like they did not even need polishing at all.

Sasuke gaped at the two men almost fell over again when her knees buckled but caught herself just in time by leaning most of her weight on the door. She was completely speechless as all process of thinking suddenly stopped working.

Then another figure came in through the doorless opening that connected to the kitchen. A beautiful woman in her early forties smiled her way, walking over to and placing several dishes on the table.

"Oh, good morning, Sasuke. I'm surprised you're awake. I thought you would sleep until noon since you came in late from your mission yesterday."

My… mother?

"…" Was she still dreaming? She made a small sound of disbelief as her knees suddenly became weak again and she slid down a little, the door hardly keeping her up.

Everything was started spinning again; she barely registered Itachi and the other one's attention direct back to her.

"Is something wrong, dear?" Mikoto took a few tentative steps over to her daughter who looked paler than usual and appeared to be grappling with consciousness. In her peripheral vision she subtly noticed her sons shift and drop what they were occupied with, already prepared to act if necessary. Of course they tried not to be obvious, but they were. Her sons always had a difficulty expressing their feelings. But now wasn't the time to dwell on that thought.

Sasuke dropped to the ground, losing the battle for awareness. Before blacking out completely, she dimly heard her mother cry out her name.

This first chapter is just a prologue. Let's just hope I finish this fic. I've never finished a multi-chaptered fic before.

Readers of my fem Kakashi fic, um… well… I'll be writing the second chapter as soon as I can! Sorry! I know it has been a long time I updated anything. But maybe oneshots will make you guys happy.

Guys, please do review and tell me what you think. Thank you! Until next chapter then. Please tell me if there are any mistakes!

This chapter has been edited (Aug 13, 2012).