[Dream] When We Were Young
[ Dream Effects ] A feeling of intense hatred and disdain.
[ "Next up, Uchiha Sasuke and Uzumaki Naruto." A tan-skinned older man calls out to the group of young kids standing on the outskirts of what can only be a training area. He's holding a clipboard in his hands and is looking pointedly at Sasuke and another boy with spiky blond hair and goggles on his head. The blonde boy is glaring at Sasuke though the look seems more comical than anything.
"Kya~! You can do it Sasuke-kun! Beat him up!" Various cries issue from virtually every female in the group. All of them are cheering on Sasuke who looks no different than he does now, though obviously younger. He ignores all of them and steps out into the training area beside his instructor.
"All right I'm not going to lose this one!" The blonde boy calls out as he runs to meet his instructor as well. He points his hand at Sasuke, "Let's rock this loser!"
Sasuke lips twitch into a scowl. Loser? This kid is the loser. Who does he think he is saying things like that. Besides, he knows he can take him down in less than a second and he tells him as much.
"Stop it the both of you!" The instructor chides the young boys and starts lecturing them on the proper etiquette of their sparring, but neither of them is really listening.
"Alright, begin!" Sasuke rushes at Naruto and true to his word, in less than a second he is poised over Naruto with his fist in his face. The look in Sasuke's eyes is nothing short of murderous, but despite the fact that it's the blonde boy right in front of him the gaze isn't turned towards Naruto. It's past Naruto, to a person only Sasuke can see.
A vision of a dark night and a blood red moon appear over the dreamberry's screen. A silhouetted man stands atop a large pole and looks down at someone, perhaps Sasuke. His iris's are blood red and somehow stand out in the dark night. ]
[Sasuke wakes up and sits up in the bed. That same murderous look is in his eyes and his fists are clenched into the bedsheets. ]
[ "Next up, Uchiha Sasuke and Uzumaki Naruto." A tan-skinned older man calls out to the group of young kids standing on the outskirts of what can only be a training area. He's holding a clipboard in his hands and is looking pointedly at Sasuke and another boy with spiky blond hair and goggles on his head. The blonde boy is glaring at Sasuke though the look seems more comical than anything.
"Kya~! You can do it Sasuke-kun! Beat him up!" Various cries issue from virtually every female in the group. All of them are cheering on Sasuke who looks no different than he does now, though obviously younger. He ignores all of them and steps out into the training area beside his instructor.
"All right I'm not going to lose this one!" The blonde boy calls out as he runs to meet his instructor as well. He points his hand at Sasuke, "Let's rock this loser!"
Sasuke lips twitch into a scowl. Loser? This kid is the loser. Who does he think he is saying things like that. Besides, he knows he can take him down in less than a second and he tells him as much.
"Stop it the both of you!" The instructor chides the young boys and starts lecturing them on the proper etiquette of their sparring, but neither of them is really listening.
"Alright, begin!" Sasuke rushes at Naruto and true to his word, in less than a second he is poised over Naruto with his fist in his face. The look in Sasuke's eyes is nothing short of murderous, but despite the fact that it's the blonde boy right in front of him the gaze isn't turned towards Naruto. It's past Naruto, to a person only Sasuke can see.
A vision of a dark night and a blood red moon appear over the dreamberry's screen. A silhouetted man stands atop a large pole and looks down at someone, perhaps Sasuke. His iris's are blood red and somehow stand out in the dark night. ]
[Sasuke wakes up and sits up in the bed. That same murderous look is in his eyes and his fists are clenched into the bedsheets. ]