Epilogue

"Iruka Sensei, this is so boring! Boring! BORING! BORING!"

"NARUTO, SHUT U -"

These are the typical sounds of a Monday morning in the brightly-lit rooms of the Academy. In Room 202, a crash is heard, and then a yell, before the lesson resumes. Sasuke's eyes wander aimlessly from one part of the ceiling to another, his mind bursting and yet blank.

A girl sits to his right. It is Haruno Sakura, a hard-working student with a shrewdness and cunning that is more than unusual in a ten-year-old. She is a fangirl, though, through and through, but there are moments in which she looks as if she knows things that she shouldn't. Often her green eyes glimmer with it.

Iruka coughs and continues, his face tinged with red. Naruto remains bound in one corner of the room, pouting.

"As I was saying," their sensei begins, "Konoha was jointly created by Uchiha Madara, Senju Hashirama and Hono Kenta, who we now know of as the First Hokage. The three of them united their respective clans after the Warring Era and -"

"Why do we need to know about this kind of stuff anyway?!" Naruto interrupts suddenly, and Iruka's eye twitches. "I don't care! I wanna learn about jutsu!"

They are told to return to their textbooks as Iruka hauls Naruto out of the classroom and into the hallway. There is not-so-quiet shouting outside.

Sasuke stares at his book, then outside, where the heads of the Hokage were carved. The first of them is Hono Kenta, and next to his surly, bony face is the head of Senju Tobirama, and then Sarutobi Hiruzen and Namikaze Minato.

On the edge of the cliff of the Hokage Mountains is a stone slab, barely visible but definitely there, dark white and stained with yellow scars of old age, delicately carved into. The engraving is clearly a form of language, but it's not in Japanese, Sasuke knows.

He wonders.

A/N: Thanks to everyone who has supported all through the story! It has finally come to an ending after an entire year!