Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ The Path not Taken ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Nanaka19 
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 04.19.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 526 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 04.19.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 526 | Status: Work In Progress
The Path not Taken
by: Nanaka
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor do I make any money from this story.
Warnings: Contains some spoilers. No lemons but I’ll try and put in a few limes, some yaoi. This is an Alternate Universe (AU) fic
Summary: Everyday we make decisions that govern the outcome of our future. Some are small, like deciding weather to drink milk or orange juice, and others are big, like deciding weather or not to kill someone. So if we were to change one major event in history what kind of effect would it have on the outcome of life as we know it. Would the effects be insignificant, or would they be enough to create a universe almost a complete opposite of the one we know and love.
Chapter One
All I wanted was to protect him, to keep his innocent mind safe from the evils that lurked in our town. Yet after returning home from a week long mission I find that I have failed and what I have been fearing has finally happened.
Sasuke is curled in my bed crying, and I blame myself. I knew this was bound to happen, and I should have prevented it, I could have. Father has raped him, just as he did me when I was his age. The pain and betrayal I felt that night still echos within me.
It had started just after Sasuke was born, after Kyuubi attacked our village. The first night he said it was training to make me stronger, but I never believed that.
During one of the attacks I had screamed out that I hated him, and he said "Good, hate makes you stronger." It wasn't just my father either but other members of the clan as well, father would often give me to men of high standing within our clan for a night.
I hated them all, especially the ones who new what was going on but chose to ignore it. Like mother, she had to have known. She must have noticed how withdrawn I’d become, how I’d shrink away whenever father drew near.
I know that I wasn't the only one being abused either. One night I was forced to watch as a kid named Shisui was raped, and he had been forced to watch me when it was over. After that incident we had become close, confiding in each other the things we couldn’t tell others. He had become my best friend, practically my only friend, and together we increased our training, intent on becoming strong enough to fight back.
The attacks stopped about a year before I got into ANBU. By then my strength was enough to keep them at bay, or perhaps they had just lost their interest in me. I had thought that finally my life was going to get better that I could just walk away from my past without worry.
Though I tried not to think about the fact that children would still suffer within my clan. Perhaps one day I’ll be able to make things right, but at the time I didn’t have the power needed to change things.
After I became ANBU I noticed a change in the way father looked at Sasuke and when walking with him through the village I notice that he get's the same stares that I did when I was his age, and from the same people. It was then that I knew that they would do the same to him as they did to me.
Sasuke is a lot like I was at his age so I know he would never be able to stop them, and I couldn't just sit back and ignore reality like the rest of my clan, my brother is just too precious to me.
Unfortunately the only thing I could do to truly protect him would be to destroy the whole clan as I had been planning for awhile. I had many reasons for wanting to destroy the clan, reasons that I’d prefer not to talk about. It was the knowledge of what they’d do to Sasuke though that made my mind to do it.
I had come across some old books and scrolls that mentioned the Mangekyou Sharingan which I found would be the only way to successfully complete my plan. Though It called for me to have to kill Shisui in order to get it, and there was the possibility that I'd be unable to get it.
I would also have to make Sasuke hate me, destroy any admiration he had for me. If he truly hates me then he’ll be able to kill me when the time comes, for by killing my clan I will have to kill innocents as well, making my death in his hands justifiable.
The chance to kill Shisui came one night. We had both skipped out on the clan meeting that night and had met on the bridge to talk as we did quite often. Though it had been years since they’d last touched him he was still suffering from the past, even though now he was strong enough to protect himself now. I could see that the pressure of missions and life as an Uchiha was starting to wear him thin.
I could have killed him right then and there and he wouldn't have fought back. I could have, but I didn't. I hesitated and instead we just parted ways, the next day I learned that Shisui had killed himself, some people had the nerve to suggest that I had killed him and faked his suicide note. I had too much respect for Shisui to, had I killed him, fake a suicide note.
It was with Shisui’s death that any hope I had left of saving Sasuke from the inevitable had been shattered. I tried to think of other ways to protect him. I even thought of just killing our father, but I knew that wouldn't stop the others for they'd jump at the opportunity to get at Sasuke without having to go around father. I even considered leaving Konoha with Sasuke, but that would be hard as well for many things could go wrong with that scenario.
It's too late now though. I wasn't able to protect him and now he's hurt and crying on my bed. I quietly cross the room and slowly slip into the bed next to him. At first he pulls away but when he sees it's me he just sobs harder and buries his face in my chest.
I wrap my arms around him and close my eyes as I whisper comforting words to him. I know he'll be safe as long as I'm around, but it's only a matter of time before I'm assigned another long mission. If only I had been stronger then perhaps I could have spared him a life of unhappiness, In the long-run surely things would have been better for him then.
TBC...
Nanaka: Please review. I fear that without reviews I’ll start to hate my story and eventually delete it, which I don’t want to do cause I know it’s a good story.
Also I’m sorry the chapter is kind of short, I tried to make it longer but didn’t really succeed. Hopefully future chapters will be longer.
by: Nanaka
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor do I make any money from this story.
Warnings: Contains some spoilers. No lemons but I’ll try and put in a few limes, some yaoi. This is an Alternate Universe (AU) fic
Summary: Everyday we make decisions that govern the outcome of our future. Some are small, like deciding weather to drink milk or orange juice, and others are big, like deciding weather or not to kill someone. So if we were to change one major event in history what kind of effect would it have on the outcome of life as we know it. Would the effects be insignificant, or would they be enough to create a universe almost a complete opposite of the one we know and love.
Chapter One
All I wanted was to protect him, to keep his innocent mind safe from the evils that lurked in our town. Yet after returning home from a week long mission I find that I have failed and what I have been fearing has finally happened.
Sasuke is curled in my bed crying, and I blame myself. I knew this was bound to happen, and I should have prevented it, I could have. Father has raped him, just as he did me when I was his age. The pain and betrayal I felt that night still echos within me.
It had started just after Sasuke was born, after Kyuubi attacked our village. The first night he said it was training to make me stronger, but I never believed that.
During one of the attacks I had screamed out that I hated him, and he said "Good, hate makes you stronger." It wasn't just my father either but other members of the clan as well, father would often give me to men of high standing within our clan for a night.
I hated them all, especially the ones who new what was going on but chose to ignore it. Like mother, she had to have known. She must have noticed how withdrawn I’d become, how I’d shrink away whenever father drew near.
I know that I wasn't the only one being abused either. One night I was forced to watch as a kid named Shisui was raped, and he had been forced to watch me when it was over. After that incident we had become close, confiding in each other the things we couldn’t tell others. He had become my best friend, practically my only friend, and together we increased our training, intent on becoming strong enough to fight back.
The attacks stopped about a year before I got into ANBU. By then my strength was enough to keep them at bay, or perhaps they had just lost their interest in me. I had thought that finally my life was going to get better that I could just walk away from my past without worry.
Though I tried not to think about the fact that children would still suffer within my clan. Perhaps one day I’ll be able to make things right, but at the time I didn’t have the power needed to change things.
After I became ANBU I noticed a change in the way father looked at Sasuke and when walking with him through the village I notice that he get's the same stares that I did when I was his age, and from the same people. It was then that I knew that they would do the same to him as they did to me.
Sasuke is a lot like I was at his age so I know he would never be able to stop them, and I couldn't just sit back and ignore reality like the rest of my clan, my brother is just too precious to me.
Unfortunately the only thing I could do to truly protect him would be to destroy the whole clan as I had been planning for awhile. I had many reasons for wanting to destroy the clan, reasons that I’d prefer not to talk about. It was the knowledge of what they’d do to Sasuke though that made my mind to do it.
I had come across some old books and scrolls that mentioned the Mangekyou Sharingan which I found would be the only way to successfully complete my plan. Though It called for me to have to kill Shisui in order to get it, and there was the possibility that I'd be unable to get it.
I would also have to make Sasuke hate me, destroy any admiration he had for me. If he truly hates me then he’ll be able to kill me when the time comes, for by killing my clan I will have to kill innocents as well, making my death in his hands justifiable.
The chance to kill Shisui came one night. We had both skipped out on the clan meeting that night and had met on the bridge to talk as we did quite often. Though it had been years since they’d last touched him he was still suffering from the past, even though now he was strong enough to protect himself now. I could see that the pressure of missions and life as an Uchiha was starting to wear him thin.
I could have killed him right then and there and he wouldn't have fought back. I could have, but I didn't. I hesitated and instead we just parted ways, the next day I learned that Shisui had killed himself, some people had the nerve to suggest that I had killed him and faked his suicide note. I had too much respect for Shisui to, had I killed him, fake a suicide note.
It was with Shisui’s death that any hope I had left of saving Sasuke from the inevitable had been shattered. I tried to think of other ways to protect him. I even thought of just killing our father, but I knew that wouldn't stop the others for they'd jump at the opportunity to get at Sasuke without having to go around father. I even considered leaving Konoha with Sasuke, but that would be hard as well for many things could go wrong with that scenario.
It's too late now though. I wasn't able to protect him and now he's hurt and crying on my bed. I quietly cross the room and slowly slip into the bed next to him. At first he pulls away but when he sees it's me he just sobs harder and buries his face in my chest.
I wrap my arms around him and close my eyes as I whisper comforting words to him. I know he'll be safe as long as I'm around, but it's only a matter of time before I'm assigned another long mission. If only I had been stronger then perhaps I could have spared him a life of unhappiness, In the long-run surely things would have been better for him then.
TBC...
Nanaka: Please review. I fear that without reviews I’ll start to hate my story and eventually delete it, which I don’t want to do cause I know it’s a good story.
Also I’m sorry the chapter is kind of short, I tried to make it longer but didn’t really succeed. Hopefully future chapters will be longer.