"Hey, so, its the end huh?" my neice said, who was yawning while daring to wear Dragon Ball Super T-shirt in front of me.
"Yeah, what did you expect little rascal?"
I asked her, who didn't bother to see my favourite show ending.
She after messaging her friends on her phone, replied :"I don't know, I came here to see him becoming a Hokage, not marrying a nobody bitch with big boobs."
"Mind your langauge kid." I said, already annoyed how much Clara had influenced my older neice June over the past 1 year.
'Definitely should keep Clara away from little May before she corrupt her.'
"Oh whatever, at least grandma did not see it
the scene." she said, reminding me the nagging I would get if mom see this.
"Anyway uncle, why do you like it so much? I mean I seen better anime." she said, again questioning my liking for the 70th time.
'Those shorts are really shortening her memory.'
"I told already, I like the whole concept and potenial it had plus it is worthy material for fanfic." I said in defence of my Sacrilege favourite.
"That kind of explains why you date shitty women."she said with a mocking smile.
"Hmm"
I did not bother to reply.
Their is no point arguing, she loves 'You can see me' movie, so her opinion does not count.
"Anyway uncle, mom amd dad is busy tomorrow, so don't forget to take to my school tomorrow."
"Can't you say that to Clara? She basically your big sister anyway." I said, remembering how that woman took her to the movie on a whim last week.
'Getting death stares from my elder sister. that day wasn't that great you know you flat-bitch!"
"Sorry uncle, I don't give false hope to anyone." she said, before closing the door, escaping before I grabbed her and tickled her to death like usual.
****
'Why couldn't my past let me go...' Sasuke weeped, while his face lying straight on the floor, after he fainted out of sheer exhaustion last night when practising ninjutsu alone.
He was long accustomed to tiring himself.
He didn't want to bother to remember his past, keeping himself busy, exhausting his body while he came.
While his body aches whenever he wakws up at the morning, but it was nothing to the pain he felt in his heart in this moment.
Dreams were cruel to him.
Reminding the past he once lived.
Reminding him the love ones he long been seperated.
Reminding him the void he already had in his chest.
Reminding him, no one would believe the truth of his life
Through his pain, his empathy towards OG Sasuke and Naruto grew.
'I sometimes wonder how both of them were sane enough to live.' He thought, already had suicidal tendencies.
He had no obligation to live.
He had no obligation to be one to save the world.
He was at the end, a normal and content guy
who mourned for the life he lost.
Yet, every time he raised kunai to his throat, guilt stops him from escaping from his resposibility, he conveniently forgets.
Responsibility he felt to save other if he was capable to do so.
Responsibility he felt after gaining the power and knowledge, wishing to bring peace, even if peace he achieved will end after his death.
"As usual." He murmured while wiping his tears, where his watery eyes change into indifference.
He was not sure whether Uchiha body gave him strong emotional or he already had them, which was once buried in his heart.
It was a headache he faced the whole month, potentially has to be every day in his upcoming life.
'Anyway, I should wake up others.' Sasuke sighed when he realise he overslept by more than 1 hour and went to room those two were staying.
It was tiring to train let alone reminding other to train with him, but Sasuke was disciplined man, who had good control of his emotion and desire.
Able to maintain rationality and idealism he has.
The well known trait of his that transfer with him, that allowed him to lived.
Or else you would not have chance to read this in the first place.