Wow, it's been so long since I've written anything for this site. Looking back at my previous fictions, I'm actually embarrassed! I was only in seventh grade then; I didn't understand what I was doing at all. I've had the idea for this story for quite a while, but I never felt ready to actually take my thoughts and put it into a document until recently. I'm in the middle of my spring semester as a freshman in college, and since I was 13 I've learned a lot.

I know where this story begins and ends; it's just the middle I'm trying to order into something coherent. But I hope you enjoy this new story, and I'm actually planning to complete it!

And on that note, I do realize that I do have three fictions that I never finished. If you guys want me to finish them, I might take one and do a whole re-write and finish it. If that seems like something you'd want to happen, PM me, and I'll see what I can do. But enough of this! On to the story!

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.


"But mama, I'm in love with a criminal

And this type of love isn't rational, it's physical

Mama, please don't cry, I will be alright

All reason aside, I just can't deny, love the guy."


Prologue

He felt her presence long before she knocked on his door.

"Sasuke-kun?" She peeked her head into his room. It was too dark in his room to see her, but it was unmistakably Karin. Who else would dare to bother him at such an hour?

"What is it, Karin?"

Karin took this as a sign that she was welcome to enter and turned on the lamp on the nightstand. She would have made herself at home and sat on the chair near his bed, too, but there was something in Sasuke's face that told her that now wasn't the time for her normal flirty antics. It was the same look he had before he killed his brother: so empty, so cold, so frightening. What are you thinking of, Sasuke-kun?

"Well?"

She snapped back from her thoughts. "O-oh, I just wanted to see you, Sasuke-kun! I wanted to see how you were—" She stopped. Sasuke did not look amused. "I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bother you, Sasuke-kun. I just wanted to see you before we left for Konoha tomorrow, before things got crazy again and . . ."

She didn't finish her sentence; she was starting to feel uncomfortable, and Sasuke intense gaze wasn't helping. It was like he was looking right through her.

"Anyway," Karin cleared her throat, finding her voice. "I'm sorry again for bothering you, Sasuke-kun." She turned to leave.

"Wait," he commanded, as one would say to a servant—or a dog. He stood up from his bed and walked towards her. "Stay."

Sasuke couldn't take this waiting anymore. He had enough of lying on his bed staring at the ceiling counting the minutes until morning. He needed something to do, and she was always more than willing. Karin couldn't have come at better time, really.

"You know, I love you, Sasuke-kun," she whispered as he pulled her onto his bed. "I—I would do anything for you. Anything."

"Hn."

Sasuke didn't care for what she had to say next. He was there. She was there.

And at that moment, this was all he needed to smother his impatience. He needed release.

After all, he was just a man.


Finally. It was morning.

When Sasuke woke up the sun was just beginning to rise. He sat up and looked to the sleeping girl next to him who shifted her position when he moved. But despite his movements, she still remained asleep. As usual, Sasuke thought to himself.

Last night may have been momentarily satisfying, but now, Sasuke had serious business to attend to. He got dressed and left Karin alone in his room. She must have been used to that already: spending a night with the man she loved, only to wake up alone the next morning.

But that didn't matter to him. Anyway, she'd be up soon enough.

They all would.


He remembered the moment he regained consciousness after he killed Itachi. Sasuke finally did it. He finally achieved his goal, only to find out his brother wasn't the man he thought he was. Itachi, the man who Sasuke grew to hate, was nothing more than a pawn for Konoha. All those lives sacrificed, just so the rest of the village could have their happiness; their smiles; their laughter.

How dare they?

Sacrificing the Uchiha clan—sacrificing their honor—was not worth preserving the lives of Konoha. It took a while for Sasuke to grasp the idea of Itach as a martyr, but after a lot of thinking, Sasuke finally understood what he had to do.

He wanted to kill. He wanted them to burn.

For Otou-san.

For Okaa-san.

For Nii-san, Sasuke thought.

They were only a few more hours before they reached Konoha. Only a few more hours until he finally got his revenge. Only a few more hours until silence.

The screams would end. The blood would disappear. His clan would regain its honor. The only thing left will be—

Sasuke didn't know what else. He never really thought about what he'd do afterward, but that didn't matter. He was no longer concerned about the future; he only looked to the past, for it was his past the fueled his hatred and gave him power.

And revenge was but a few more hours away.


And there you have it! The prologue of Different; I'm still not sure of the title, but we'll see. Because this idea is an old one, I'm not really using what's cannon at the moment. And no matter how the manga does end; I know how this fiction will end, so the manga won't influence the flow of this story.

Oh, I also uploaded Chapter 1 in conjunction with the Prologue because I felt this was really short. So what are you waiting for! Read Chapter 1!

The song was Criminal by Britney Spears.

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