Irrelevant

"In three words I can sum up everything about life: it goes on."

-Robert Frost

The night my family was murdered was when everything about my perspective upon life changed. I no longer cared about people's views about me, I didn't even care about people in general. Or even myself for that matter. All I wanted was power and strength. That's all I could ever think about. I wanted to get as strong a I possibly could and when I reached the highest level I could, I wanted to go even higher past that level, creating a whole new level of strength.

I did excellent in school, surpassed everyone. Activated my Shardigan all on my own, even taught myself special tactic moves, but there was only so much I could achieve on my own.

When I turned twelve, I was placed on team 7. That included the dobe himself, the annoying future medic, and one incompetent sensei. We went through many hardships together and learned to accept each other as we were. We somewhat became an odd mismatched family. With the dobe being alone as well as our sensei and Sakura holding us all together; we became happy and full of hope. But I couldn't have that, it was a distraction I refused to have.

After Orochimaru placed a curse seal on me and my new teacher, Kakashi, helped me cope with it and earn strength from it; however, this familiarity wasn't enough thus bringing me to leave the village and become rogue.

I trained for two years, almost three, with the legendary snake sanin and had finally gained what I had always wanted; power. But I still had a strange stirring in the back of my mind that I wanted more. In reaction to this I fought for more and killed Orochimaru.

After this, I created my own team and searched for my brother. Eventually I found him and killed him after an intense fight. In turn, Tobi told me of my brothers doings.

My heart clinched and broke. I was devastated and hurt. What was wrong with me that I killed my only brother, who loved me so much he literally gave his life for me? I'm a monster.

I made my decision to destroy the Leaf after that, but quickly changed my mind. I decided that since my brother died for me and this village, I would do same and risk my life for the same thing as well. I fought in war with Naruto and the others, destroying Madarra.

I returned to the village after that and my first order was to have the Uchiha house taken down and rebuilt. I made sure that ever memory in that house was taken away for it was all unimportant. Nothing there mattered to me anymore.

I started my newly found life, learning how to forgive and forget. I apologized to as many as I could, but one would not forgive me.

Sakura had grown over the years into a beautiful young woman with curves in all the right places and eyes that could read souls. She was beautiful and I, the monster, had tried to kill her. I had put my hands around her throat and tried to stab her. With her own blade! Of course I understood why she wouldn't forgive me. But still, still I needed, no, I yearned for her to forgive me.

It hurt like a searing pain right in my chest every single time she looked at me with those eyes. Those eyes filled with scars and desperation. I wanted to make them light again. I wanted her to look at me like the way she use to. I needed her to.

My efforts kept me sane. I would spend time with her any chance I got, even asked her out quiet a few times. Anything I could possibly do I did. Then one cold winter day we were setting on the bench, the cold stone bench I left her on years ago.

"Sasuke?" She said to me, her voice as sweet as honey.

"Hn?"

"Why are you doing all these things?" Her eyes burned into mine. "Are you just trying to hurt me, again? Is this some sort of sick joke to you?"

"No,"I replied swiftly. "It's because I care about what you think. I don't care about what anyone else thinks, but you. I do and that's it, that's all it is."

"So you're not doing it because you're in love with me?" She looked away. "Are you?"

I didn't reply. To be honest, I wasn't really sure myself. I didn't even know what real love is.

"That's okay," Her voice choking up."You don't have to tell me and you don't have to love me anyways. I understand."

"No you don't," I retorted, sharing straight ahead."You don't know what it's like to go through things I have and then be asked right on the spot if I'm in love."

"And you don't know what it's like to know what love is and to watch it walk right of your life!"She yelled, tears filling her eyes."You don't know what it's like to wonder every single day if they're alive or hurt or hungry! What it's like to not breath because they're not near. To not live because you don't know if they are."

The tears brimmed over, running down her smooth pale cheeks,"You don't know what it's like to watch the person you love try to kill you. . .Do you?"

I had no reply. It just stayed quiet while she cried, forcing me to realize something.

There was a pain like fire in stomach bubble up and shoot straight to my heart. My initial reaction was to try and hold her, shelter her from her pain that I had caused. I wanted to kill myself for what I had done to her. Just for what I had exactly put her through. I was a monster because I hurt her, not anyone else's pain I had caused besides hers. For I had hurt Sakura Haruno, the girl I love. The only girl I love and probably ever will.

So I kissed her. I just grabbed her face and pressed my lips against hers, gently. She froze for a moment then kissed me back. It was perfect, I never wanted it to end, but it did. I wouldn't let her move away, though, terrified she would never come back. I pressed my forehead against hers, taking in everything slowly.

"I love you,"I admitted, quietly."I love you more than anything. And I'm sorry, I'm so sorry for everything I ever did to you. Every single tear, every single one, I promise you I will make up for in kisses and promises. I don't care if it takes all of my life or even all of my afterlife I will make it all up to you."

"Oh, Sasuke,"She whispered, crying again. "All I those things are irrelevant now. Trust me, I love you, too. But can you just promise me forever?"

"Forever sounds perfect,"I kissed her again."But how about eternity instead?"

And that, that moment was the real beginning of my life. That's the reason I am where I am today, setting here holding a teacup in my hand and sporting a tiara on my head playing with my tiny daughter.

"Would you like another, daddy?"She asked with eyes like her mothers.

"Sure,"I smiled."Thank you, Remi."

"Your welcome,"She smiled.

I loved her smile, it would brighten my day.

"Dad?" I could hear my eldest son, Axel, call from the doorway."What are you doing?"

"Playing with your sister,"I answered, taking a pretend sip of tea.

"Well mom said dinners ready,"He laughed."And Gage just got home from training."

"Tell your brother he is late,"I scolded him mentally."You know how I feel about tardiness."

"Yes, sir."He replied, walking out.

"Come on, princess," I told her, picking her up."It's time for dinner."

"Hey, daddy,"She said, taking my tiara off."Maybe next time we can play dress up."

"Hm, maybe,"I answered.

"Hey, daddy,"She said again."Who's Itachi?"

"My older brother, your uncle,"I explained.

"If he's our uncle and you and mommy say family is everything then why isn't he here?" She played with her dainty fingers.

"Because he is dead."

"How'd he die?"She asked.

I stopped walking and looked at her for a moment.

"That's irrelevant, darling,"I told her."It's all irrelevant."

And in deed it was irrelevant. Yesterday's news, in a sick way. I finally have come to the point of truly forgiving and forgetting the past and that's what has made all of the difference. That is why I am so much more happy now, it's why I have my own family. Thank kami for irrelevancy, I thought.

"Daddy?"Remi said."What's irrelevant mean?"

I smiled.

I take that back. Thank kami for little princesses like mine.