Kitsunekitsune-bi: Glad to see some rather enthusiastic readers out there. Thanks for the reviews, the feedback encourages me greatly. Hopefully the next update will be posted in the next few days. If not, it might take a week or so due to Otakon (Otaku convention) coming up. Oh and this chapter is a little shorter simply because I didn't want to re-write the whole Itachi thing. So I'm lazy, sue me.

Summary: Finding the light is much harder then it seems.

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Chapter 2: Closed Tight

Beep . . . Beep . . . Beep . . . was the only sound in the room besides the steady breaths of the injured, of the captured.

Sasuke lay alone in his hospital room, with a thousand different contraptions keeping him restrained.

Alone with his thoughts, his mind, and the one thing he truly feared; himself.

In such a lonely state Sasuke was left to contemplate the rest of his existence.

With his purpose fulfilled, what did he have to live for?

With the question still in mind Sasuke drifted off into another drug-induced sleep.

Blood as red as crimson smeared across his cheeks as he tried to wipe the tears away, his aunt and uncle were gone and he needed to get help. Sasuke ran as fast as his small feet could carry him to his house and then slide to a stop at the door. What if the culprit was still around? What if he had gotten to his parents? Once again Sasuke wiped away the tears and took a deep breath, he had to go in and find out.

Suddenly, Sasuke wished he hadn't.

Sasuke's parents lay strewn across the floor, a pool of their blood stretched out towards the door as if reaching for help even after death. Tears immediately began to fall from Sasuke's eyes as he called out to his dead mother and father.

Itachi emerged from the shadows, red eyes spinning as he recreated the nightmare over and over and over again until Sasuke finally collapsed.

"Foolish little brother." echoed in his mind as he struggled in his sleep.

He remembered that night all too well.

It was the night that Sasuke closed his eyes to the world and created his own, one where getting revenge was all that mattered.

Regardless of how good his sight was he had refused to see the world around him for what it was and is now as lost as ever, like a child in the dark, he stumbled constantly and made many mistakes.

Only one question haunts him; Now what?

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