At war At war, he was told: “The heroes are ten to one in number compared to the soldiers. » Sasuke wondered what they meant at that moment. Being a tough, raven-haired 10-year-old in denim overalls, long, tangled hair; his bare feet dipped on the ground beneath him, there was no worry. He looked at his father, sitting on the porch, silently reading the morning news, leaving an unfinished dream catcher next to his chair. The neighborhood, asleep but awake, was his sanctuary to meditate on these words that his father had been telling him since his birth. These words meant nothing to him, just an admission of his future participation in the war, a feared but lifelong dream. It didn't mean anything that his life had only just begun. He was young, young and inexperienced and he hated it. Friendless, soulless and useless because he couldn't go to school, he longed to find a purpose in life. His father, a war veteran, was as useless as he was, paralyzed after saving his brother from an enemy attack. His bravery during World War I left him a fool as his admirable qualities were not taken into account. One day he would be a hero, a warrior, and he would have friends who wouldn't leave him out of fun activities and a family who would admire and love him. He wasn't going to be like his father, a man his mother didn't love, but saved for when the loneliness became too sad to bear with only her son by her side. Maybe one day he will finally become a man who will be accepted in a world he barely knows, but which will one day smile at him. Picking up the half-finished Nightmare Thief, he set to work using his small, firm hands while they were still innocent. -- In war, he was told, “the heroes are ten times more numerous than the soldiers. » He saw it. He saw... middle of paper ... day, if they're lucky, they will. It will take pain and heartbreak, but when they finally figure it out, it will mean everything. It will mean that their best friends did not die in vain, that their teammates did not sacrifice themselves for nothing, that their family lost a son but gained a hero. This will mean they are worth something. Sasuke smiles at the kid in front of him, a bratty kid, Naruto, who wants to be a hero, just like him. Purple Heart, Silver Star and Congressional Medal of Honor, he was indeed a hero. He will not tell him of the horrors he endured, but of the treasures he gained. He was passing on his story to a child not by blood, but by skin. He was neither saddened nor burdened by this fact, but admired the fact that he had finally been noticed by someone who would stay long enough to hear his story and pass on his legend..