It had been a month since the Uchiha Massacre. It was unfortunate, and only one had survived, you couldn't help but think about how incredibly unfair it was on the little survivor, as you strolled through the park on a bright Sunday evening. By coincidence, you saw the object of your thoughts, the survivor of the massacre, a young boy, sitting on one of the park tables. He had a cake in front of him and was trying to cut it while wishing himself a happy birthday with a sad expression. He had a knife in his hands, and there were 8 candles on the cake. He had raven-back hair with onyx eyes. This was the lone survivor of the Massacre, just a kid, Sasuke Uchiha. His brother massacred his family, which meant that he had no one to spend his birthday with.