My name.....I do have a name....but nobody calls me by it ...
Everybody just calls me "Picchi"[ borate in bangla]
Since I've been working at the technique shop for....as long as I can remember....the name stuck with me.
Me and the shop owner... who just happened to find me floating along a river one day is my only father figure. For the love of God...I can't process it. How can a person find kids floating along a river...and decide" I'm gonna teach this kid to be a mechanic. "
Well, that aside...
The place we work at made all sorts of things in here. By hand.
From water pumps, car engines to large ass parts for ship engines.
Rumer has it someone made a jet engine replica I heard once. Any cultured Bangali can guess....what place I am talking about.
I think about Lounche, as I work on a pump that needs fixing. The motor coil needs a nice scrub and new wiring, and it will be as good as new.
I wonder if they released the new episode on Boruto. Naruto....was a thing... but this garbage..... I'm watching it out of respect.
I goddamn learned to speak English just to read the subtitles. I will finish whatever Kishimoto springs out of his ass.
With the work on my hand finished, I carry the pump and put side to the customer waiting.
"Screechhhhh!!!!" Sounds of slipping tires on the hard road. Screams and curses could be heard.
The pickup truck is running straight at me.
It hits me....along with my little workshop.
I guess "truck kun " got to me. I lost my sight before the pain could get to me.
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As I wake up.
The world feels vivid. I can't move.
No ..... I am moving ....but not to the extent I am used to.
I hear them talking.
Japanese.
They are talking in Japanese. Why? Where am I?
I woggle and riggle. My own hands come into view.
It is small. Oh fuck.....im one of those "reincarnated with memories " guys.
But who am I? Who did I posses?
From the looks of it, I'm not an orphan.
. . . . A kid who may well be 3 or 4 years older comes to view. She cradles me in his hands so gently that I instantly forgot that I am an 18 yo otaku that smirks at anime boobs. I relax to her touch and all of my worries are just out right erased.
I giggled at her touch to my nose. she laughed too.
"Kowai nee...Itachi.!?" Says mother.
Who?
Itachi.
I Snap open my eyes. Take a good look at her with furrowed eyebrows... not that I still have any.
"Hai ....okaa-san.", the "Girl" laughs.
Seeing me eyeing her. She cracks a smile.
"Sasuke chan wa....mecchaaa kawaiii!!!"
She brushes her nose with my nose.
Okey.....
Okey..... im am uchiha. And Itachi is laughing. I'm in Naruto world.
Ha ....ha....ha.....
My souls leave my body through my mouth...I see it waving at me.
"Sasuke chaaan!!! Nani????" Itachi scream.
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6 months passed by.
Right now... I'm on my sister's lap. She is reading me a book. A storybook about the "Gutsy shinobi" by Jiraya the tannin. To think that old pervert wrote something family-friendly.
I rest my head on her chest and her hair brushes past my cheeks as she reads the book out loud.
Mother cooking in the kitchen. Fugaku reading a scroll while sitting on the tatami mat .....by a small table, sipping tea.
Birds chirping outside.
It's...so peacefully....so ...so....peaceful.
Shit...we made eye contact. Fugaku is suddenly looking at me.
I look away .. pretending it was a fluke.
I look again. He is looking at me.
Okay....you wanna do a staring contest.
You are on.....
.
.
.
My eyes are stinging. Shit...I won't lose.
.
.I blinked.
With a smirk, he goes back to reading.
Did he just smirk? You...shit....*tuuut**tuut*
"Wha....what happened Sasuke Chan....wanna go pe?", Itachi asks seeing me being restless.
The bastard is still smiling.
Imma burry youuuuu!!!!
"Wawaaaaaaaaa!!!!!""""" All that comes out of my mouth.
Itachi lies me down to check my manhood.
Not finding me wet to the slightest, she tilts her head to the side .....confused.
Oh my good god she is cute. How come fathers a dustbag?
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I'm 1 year old now.
Incidentally, it was decided that my hair be kept shoulder length.
As such... it's being braided.
Normally a boy wouldn't like being braided hair.
[ a mother braiding her daughter's hair, while holding the hair bent in her lips. She tightly binds it ...and sets off for school.]
Just a memory from my mechanic days.
Itachi is braiding my hair. Normally boys would hate, even having their hair brushed by their mother or sister.
But...I....just relax as she braids my hair and puts on a pink pin and a pink hair clip.
You are turning me into a girl.
"Now I have a cute sister ", Says Itachi smiling.
She pulls me up by the armpits and shows me to my mother like a doll.
Mikoto squeaks ,"kaaawaaaiiii!!!" And pulls me into her embrace, while rubbing her cheeks with me.
I see Fugaku stealing glances at me.
Mikoto notices and shoves me in his lap.
He just sits there....looking at me. It's hard to say anything from his expression.
He takes a piece of Karrot from his morning salad and offers it to me. I take it slowly and chew on it.
As I chew on it....he gets back to doing his usual scribbling on scrools on the short table.
The man doesn't move.... doesn't flinch...he just writes. Mother gets back to her work and Sis gets up for training.
I do off in his arms. Feel his hands on my bangs. I hear a slight chuckle.
Then ....he proceeds to put lipstick on me.
I Snape open my eyes and try to wiggle out of his hands.
He let me go...I crawl out of his grip.
End up in front of the mirror.
The guy has put lipstick on my lips, brows, and chin.
I'm looking like a red monkey.
I let out a cry. Sis and mother come running.
"Whaa....noooo...my new lipstick....."! Mother gaps.
She glares at me...
"Look what you did Sasuke. What did I tell you about touching stuff? Huh? Kids these days...."
She sweeps me off the Floor and proceeds to rub off the lipstick. I can feel her anger in her scrubs.
I look at Fugaku who has repositioned himself in the bedroom.
He is smirking at me from the small crack of the door.
The fuvker played me. ...
The mother fucker played me.
I will have my revenge... I swear it.
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I'm 5 now. Itachi nee got into anbu.
And she is rarely at home. So I spend my days...working on things with my father.
A few days ago.....father and neechan fought. They didn't seem to see eye to eye, to begin with. But now they don't even sit in the same table anymore.
How can a daughter-father relationship be this fucked up?
The clan is restless.
Our peaceful days are soon to fall apart, to say the least.
One day I was just taking a stroll around the cā°ompound....saw Itachi nee kissing Shusui Nii San.
Welp! That's....a shock. Itachis IS a girl and she IS in the same rank as Shisui and he IS the only person she can talk to about Anbu stuff.
So it shouldn't be a shock.
######
As days go by ....itachi nee-chan slowly becomes the Itachi Uchiha.
She doesn't smile.... doesn't speak.
Father has been working my ass off for a reason. He .....not his usual smug self either.
Yes ...I get it.
The day is coming.
The day....when everything will be over.
The only real family I ever had was killed in cold blood by my sister.
For the sake of the village....for peace.
I pull out the guitar under my bed.
Got it on my birthday last year.
A sad tune would fit the scenario.
I play the tune.
I can feel Itachi nee-chan outside my window.
I keep on playing the number.
Is she....crying?
"Neechan?...." I call.
There is no response. The chakra that I felt has been suppressed down to nothing.
There is no point in suppressing it if you are found out though.
I look through the window. See her face buried in her knees.
I vault over and sit beside her.
I pat her head. She flinched at the touch ....but doesn't swat me away like the few times she has been doing for the last couple of months.
I guess kissing Shusui isn't cutting it anymore. Considering what she has to do.
"Nee-chan...tomorrow is my Holidays ends . Time to get back to the academy. Wanna come?"
She doesn't respond.
"I will go with Father to attend. But you would come pick me up! Right?", I ask innocently.
She doesn't respond.
"I will wait for you."
Leave her be. No point in pushing it.
The more I meddle...the harder it will be FOR HER.
I smell blood on her.
Shisui is dead it seems. The masscar will occur. And there is nothing I can do.
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The sparing class ends with me kicking Naruto's butt for the 3rd time in a row. The guy sure does have infinite stamina. If he eats well and does proper practice...I might be in trouble.
The sunsets. Still, no one came to pick me up.
I pass by the crossroad, the sodium light post,
Pass the bustling Yakiniku stand and end up in Ichiraku.
I see Naruto slurping down ramen like it's the best thing in the world.
I check my wallet. See the extra pocket money that Shisui gave me....3 or 4 days ago..... before he died.
I sit at the stoll.
Taichi seeing me.
" a new customer. Welcome. What would you like to have?"
I look at the menu.
"I'm not sure. Never tried ramen. What would you recommend?" I ask.
I see Naruto perk up his ear from my statement.
He looks at me.
"What kinda jerk never ate ramen before?" He smugly says.
Yeah.....we have that kind of relationship. Well.... some things never change.
But right now...I don't wanna be salty.
"Try the miso ramen ttebayo. ," he says.
For someone as ideat and dense as Naruto, he sure does understand when someone doesn't wanna take a shit.
The bowl comes. I slurp.
It's heaven.
Who the fuck cares if my clan is being destroyed right now. Who the fuck cares if my sister is killing my parents right now.
I've been alone...I will always be alone.
I thank whatever God there is for the brief happiness I felt with the Uchiha.
It takes me to eat 3 bowls to finish the money Shisui gave me.
I prayed for the peace of his soul. And I got up from my seat.
It's time for my dose of tsukoyomi.
I whistle the "payphon' song as I stride to the compound.
Ignoring all the blood splatter around and bodies here and there...I stop before my house.
I take a deep breath and enter the house.
"Tadaima"....there is no answer.
I walk to the room beside the backyard.
I see them....sleeping so peacefully.
Father even has a smile on his face.
If not for the blood...I would've lied down beside them and slept as well.
I gently kiss both of their foreheads.
And promptly get outside.
I see Itachi, her eyes locked with me.
Tsukoyomi.
Sister killing every member of Clan, mother father..., shisui's sister who tried to fight back.....
Over and over and over and over.
When it was done ....it was still night.
I collapse but catch myself down to my knee.
A whimper and whine escapes my lips.
I can't breathe....my chest hurts.
My head hurts.
"Are you going to kill me too, neechan?", I ask in a shaky voice.
"Foolish little brother. You are not worth my effort. A weak creature like you doesn't deserve to die by hands."
I look at her.
My sharing swirling to life. Tingly sensation in the eyes.
"Why!?", I scream. Even though I made peace with it, even though I knew what was going to happen...I can't accept it. It's like a reality that I am unable to accept.
"To test my strength." She says in a monotone.
"The pinnacle of the strength of an Uchiha " the mange yo sharingan, a might I came to test.", she says.
"You killed Shisui to get those eyes. Is that it?" I blurt as I push myself on my feat.
A flash of astonishment flashes through her eyes, quickly replaced by Montone.
"So you know. I would like to know how. But ....that hardly matters now." She smirks.
"I see you have a stronger mind than I thought."
"So.... nee-chan. Are you gonna kill me too?" I ask. Anger is evident. To be fair. I was a good little brother who always loved, acted cute, never talked back, and showed her love more than anyone.
Now that brother is sneering at her for the first time after she killed her parents.
I guess that got a reaction out of her.
But the monotone persona just refuses to shed off her face.
"But not strong enough. Sasuke, you are not worth killing. Kill your best friend. And when you have these eyes, com....!"
"Shut up....." I cut her off.
"Not worth killing? You killed, mom, Dad, and the whole clan. And now you want me to do what? Kill my best friend? Fuck off crazy bitch"
She ... doesn't give any reaction to her brother cursing at her.
"My dear sister. Why don't you just leave and fuck off somewhere else after turning life upside down? Huh? I'm an orphan now. I don't want to deal with this shit. Like eyes and killing for no reason ."
I scream. Yeah. I can't deal with that kind of shit.
"Foolish brother. Do you think you can survive in a world of being miserable and pathetic like that? 3 people possess mengekyo sharingan including me. You won't survive a day ." She says with a smirk.
"At least I'm not pathetic enough to kill a person that I fucked to get power. Now that is miserable, isn't it? Whore?" I scream.
Now that....that flipped a switch.
Her eyes swirl. She puts me in the 2nd tsukoyomi of the day.
I'm tied to a pool and she says, "Now I will stab you for 72 hours."
And I.....get....stabbed....for ....72 hours.
Well....the first 10 hours felt like hell. But after that, it turned kinda boring to be fair.
After the 60-hour mark...I was not even feeling anything. Well....still it kinda twisted my chakra coils so hard that it still hurts....but not to that extent.
I again flopped down, catching myself on the knee.
I look at Itachi. Her cheek has a stain of blood trailing down from her eyes. She is looking at me like she is looking at a ghost.
With a smirk, I say, " whore or not....I still love ya my sister. Why don't ya run away to whoever dickbyou are sucking? I will catch on and then drag you back to Konoha by your hair. I will have my sharingan... so BE READY BITCH. YOU KILLED MOM. I WON'T GO EASY ON YA. "
I vomited the ramen that I ate. And collapsed on it. Fuck....Shisui's ramen. What a waste.
My eyes hurt. Did I unlock it?
"Yes, Sasuke hate me. Find me when you have that sharingan." Itachi says.
"No no....I don't gotta find you. I know where you will be, sis. Trust me when I say it. Cause I will know who's dick you ....."!!!
My world turns black.
"I still love you though." That was all I could say.
"
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After Itachi was done...she proceeded to flee the premises....with Madara on her toe.
Sasuke....did develop a foul mouth some time ago after enrolling in the academy. But it was never directed at her like that. and I felt oddly painful.
Yes, that is what she wanted ....to be hated.
She wants Sasuke to be one to kill her...to absolve her of her sins.
But Sasuke even after all this.... refuses to acknowledge her sins. Insisting on loving her. Although it's kinda twisted now.
"I guess that's not gonna work," She thinks.
Her brother loves her too much.
" you used Tsukoyomi 2 times in a
6-year-old kid." A deep voice says.
" I did what was needed." She says in a monotone.
" yes. It was ....it surely was. If not for the boy's abnormally strong mental strength, he would've turned into a mindless husk.!" Madara Chided.
"He was unaffected by the first one," she says.
Madara stops. Hitachi too.
"Itachi Uchiha. Your power is newfound, I guess do not understand the implications. It is THE TSUKOYOMI. the ultimate genzutsu of the sharingan.
He wasn't only unaffected by the 1st one....he was still standing after the 2nd one. And the only reason he fell was because I PUT HIM IN A SLEEP GENJUTSU. Your brother is a monster,"Madara states.
Itachi flinched at the statement. He reaches for the kunai.
"It's okay...I will keep my word. But heed my word uchiha. You can't control him. Not with YOUR eyes. And if he interfered with my plan....you will kill him. And you shall prove your loyalty to the organization.! Understood?"
Itachi nods.
"Still.....you didn't need to put him through the second one. Mangekyo Sharingan strains too much from the user. Use it carefully. Even as a new member, you are an asset."
Itachi doesn't say anything.
<"Whore> is what Sasuke called him.
She wanted to hate her as a villainess. Not .... .not a whore....and she and Shisui didn't fuck. ...< I wish I did>
Yeah....the 2nd one was personal.
Maybe she IS a crazy bitch.