Raishi Uchiha Chronicles: The Massacre

Summary: The younger brother of Shisui Uchiha definitely took after his elder. How will having a bright personality around all the time effect Sasuke - and can Raishi actually keep such an outlook considering all the outside forces trying to manipulate him and the last of his family - Especially when the shadows within Konoha itself were closing in.

Warnings: Cannon typical violence, homosexual relationships, language, and sexual content.

Authour Note: This is basically a trash story that I can't get out of my head. I read "As the Wind Blows" by SparkleMoose and I was utterly lost in inspiration. This is just something I'll be posting whenever I'm not updating my 'main' story, which is Zanaru Chronicles. It will never be beta-read, and it will NEVER be edited. I don't plan to polish this story at all. This is basically me getting all sorts of plot bunnies out of my head that isn't going into my 'main' story. (Pairing is ShikaxOC, because I love Shika.) No other pairings are decided, if you want, you can weigh in. I hope you enjoy the story, despite the fact I've put little to no effort into it.

Edited: 15/10/2017

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Being an Uchiha was awkward.

Everyone other than my brother just seemed… Stiff. I once asked Shisui why they were all like that, but he just laughed and ruffled my hair. Later on, he just told me that some of the Uchiha were born that way – We were some of the lucky few that were not. He also claimed that his friend Itachi was also different from the usual Uchiha, but I did not see it.

Itachi seemed pretty much the same as the typical Uchiha to me.

Some of my favorite pass times were training to become a ninja with Shisui-nii. My brother liked to claim that I was in a competition to become better than Itachi's brother, Sasuke. Personally, I didn't care about that competition stuff, but I loved spending time with my brother. Since I was going to become a ninja someday, learning these things was probably important. Shisui-nii didn't like to talk too much about everything he did as a ninja, but he definitely talked about how much of a privilege it was to protect your village and help to enforce justice in a way that honors yourself and your family.

Eventually, I noticed that even Shisui-nii was becoming stiffer.

Honestly, I didn't understand just what was going on, but I was distracted by Shisui-nii signing me up to go to the academy. I ended up being classmates with my 'rival' Sasuke, which honestly I didn't care much about. Usually, I just went there and kind of slept… The lessons weren't interesting like what Shisui-nii taught me. They were boring, useless, dry, and the sensei would just drone on and on about something that happened like fifty years ago! It was a waste of time.

It was around the time that I turned seven that I became more knowledgeable of the fact Shisui-nii was going through some hard times. He seemed pretty jumpy, and whenever I asked what was wrong, I would get some stupid answer. I knew what it meant, my bother only wanted to protect me. Still, I wanted to protect my brother as well – That is the way it should be. Brother's protecting brothers; at least that was what Shisui-nii taught me.

Therefore, I followed him around.

Shisui-nii once told me that I was not good at stealth.

I told him that for seven years old, I was probably one of the best he'd met. My brother just laughed me off, said that he'd met better and that I should never forget that there was always someone better.

Maybe that's why he found me following him and gave me the angriest expression I'd ever seen on him, "Rai-chan, what are you doing out here?"

I just gave him the biggest grin I could, but my eyes held the worry I was feeling, "I'm following you because I definitely want to be able to help my brother. You taught me that, so I have to live up to it."

My brother just stared at me for a moment, before giving a chuckle, "I just can't stay mad at you, can I Rai-chan. My adorable little brother just gives me one look… Okay… The things that I'm involved with are no good for a little kid like you, but you're mature. I won't tell you anything about what I'm doing, but I will tell you that it's dangerous. That is what ninja life is though – You put yourself in danger to do the right thing sometimes. Itachi and I, we're both putting ourselves in harm's way to protect the things that we care about the most. Especially both you and Sasuke. So I need you to watch out for yourself and Itachi's little brother, do you understand?"

My brother trusted me with this.

I don't think I'd ever felt something as warm as what I was feeling in that moment. I felt worthy like I could do anything as long as he was looking at me with those trusting eyes.

"I promise Shisui-nii, I'll protect myself and Uke-chan! Even though he is a stiffy Uchiha."

I noticed my brother about to burst into laughter, and just pouted, not really understanding what was wrong.

The lighthearted atmosphere ended rather quickly, as I was rushed back to the clan compound and my brother left quickly pointed a few things out, "I'm definitely going to come back from this mission little brother, that's a promise. However, just in case, you see that picture right there? Behind it is some of the Jutsu that I made and perfected. If something happens to me that is where you can learn this family's legacy. Sure, we are Uchiha, but we are more than that too."

Shisui-nii left soon after that.

Later the next day, I was walking home with Sasuke when we noticed that something wasn't right. Entering the Uchiha Compound wasn't meant to be a war zone, but it was. There were bodies everywhere, blood… Moreover, there was a figure, someone that both of the seven-year-old kids knew. Itachi Uchiha.

Clearly, I had been wrong about the fact that Itachi wasn't different from the rest of the clan, maybe in an unexpected way… He smelled of blood, and I just wanted to get away from him as soon as possible, but my legs wouldn't move. Sasuke didn't seem to have the same problem, rather, he seemed oblivious to the fact it was Itachi that had done the carnage.

His eyes weren't the typical Sharingan either. Instead, they struck a cord of deep revulsion that had me flinching away, even though logically I knew Itachi had never hurt me before, even if the evidence really spoke for itself...

The second after my eyes met Itachi's however, the world faded away, and I was brought somewhere else. My brother was across from me. I was about to shout out to Shisui-nii, to tell him what was going on, to tell him that we needed to get help, to get the Hokage, to do something.

Instead, Itachi appeared out of nowhere and killed him.

I just stared.

I watched as Shisui's blood drained quickly from the horrifyingly gaping wound on, no, inside of his neck. It was much more than a simple slit throat, it almost seemed as though he was decapitated, because I could actually see the bone from my brother's neck peaking outside of the 'cut'.

I felt detached in a way that I couldn't really explain. There was a rage inside of me that I'd never felt before, but at the same time, I knew that this wasn't right. This didn't actually happen, I had been just outside the Compound, and then I was suddenly in my family's house? That didn't make any sense – It was Genjutsu. That didn't make it feel any less real.

"He's dead, I killed him, and I killed them all. There was nothing you or that weakling Sasuke could have done to stop me. You don't have the strength, you don't have the hatred." Itachi's voice echoed.

"This is my Genjutsu…. For the next 24 hours, you will be tortured with the image of me killing Shisui. You have 23 hours and 50 minutes left."

And hell began.