Sasuke Uchiha

Bleak

I awoke in a hospital. Tobirama had stayed by my side and looked relieved when I woke up.

"Are you alright?" Tobirama asked worriedly, "I'm so sorry for not being able to help..."

I smiled at him even though it was strained, "Yes...I'm.....okay."

I was okay. Okay. Right?

"Tobi-kun...what do I do now?" I asked hopelessly. I knew what I had to do but it wouldn't be years until I needed to do it. I needed a way to dull the pain now.

A tear fell from my eye and I hastily wiped it away.

I was a shinobi, shinobi don't cry. They cannot cry because if they cry no one else will be left to cry for and with them. They have no time for emotions. But the thing was.......I didn't believe in that.

The reason I didn't cry was to make my friends happy. The reason I didn't cry was to not worry my loved ones. But now all my loved ones have gone away. Plus...Tobirama was a ghost, but I still love 'em.

They were my family no matter the life or generation, they were my family. Living as an Uchiha twice now surely means I would have connected with the clan.

"Izuna...it's okay to cry..." Tobirama soothed, "It's alright... it'll be okay."

I hiccuped and burst into sobs. Tobirama comforted me the whole time, even when the nurses and doctors ran in to tend to me. 

Eventually the Hokage walked into my room with a grim smile. Sarutobi Hiruzen was someone I knew in my last life and life before that... it was nice to see him.

He had aged a lot since then. Tobirama frowned as he realized how long he had been dead.

"Sasuke..." Hiruzen called.

I looked up to him with a frown.

"Lord Hokage." I said quietly.

He took one looked me and wrapped me around his arms.

"It will be alright..." he promised.

I nodded and closed my eyes. I wouldn't cry anymore. I wouldn't worry my comrades anymore.

"I'm okay..." I said quietly, "......I'm going to kill him."

Tobirama's eyes hardened, he feared that his beloved would give into the curse of hatred and he would lose her forever.

Lol, That's never gonna happen. Not on my watch. But they don't know that.

The Hokage, fourth to be exact, (Read the prequel to understand) comforted me and explained everything that would happen from here on out.

I nodded blankly at him but glanced slightly behind him where Tobirama was haunting...erm standing.

'Poor boy...' thought the third Hokage.

Once the Hokage left we were free to speak.

"Yeah...I'm not going to even try killing him." I deadpanned, "To much work for hatred that's not even worth it."

Tobirama's eyes widened before he smirked.

'That's my girl.' Tobirama thought smirking.

"I see..." he mused.

"I'm no fool. I won't be consumed by the curse of hatred, fool ya fool!" I said before laughing lightly.

Tobirama sweatdropped but smiled nonetheless.

-

A little while later I moved into a different apartment building. I still owned the Uchiha Compound but decided it wasn't a great idea to stay there.

I didn't want to be haunted by anyone besides Tobirama.

Once I had arrived in my new apartment I began unpacking and rearranging the whole place.

Funnily enough I had decided to hide my true gender and keep it a secret. It would be a bit odd to suddenly reveal it now...meh that's fine.

I had made it habitual to train everyday with Tobirama after lunch and sit with him on top on his stone head when Naruto wasn't there. (Painting)

I spent the next couple of years training and bonding with Tobirama as I waited for the important years to come.

We talked about the good old days when Konoha was first founded and of how much it had grown.

Tobirama trained me in the Hirashin no Jutsu and other techniques that he believed would be useful.

After that I made sure to have a seal on every building and every corner. Especially places that future fan girls wouldn't think of searching.

"What a drag." I sighed as I placed my last seal down.

"Oh hush. You're starting to sound like a Nara." Tobirama huffed.

I immediately went to my own defence and insisted, "It's true!"

He gave me a transparent look and smirked, "Sure. But I think you're just complaining."

I gasped and clutched my heart in a dramatic manner.

"Oh! How you wound me Lord Second!" I cried with a hand to my forehead in a fainting pose, "Me? Dramatic? Never!"

Tobirama chuckled, "You're still cute..."

I pouted and smiled softly.

"You bet I am..."

We both burst into laughter. Really? This all came from his remark on "what a drag."

A couple years later...