"What on earth is going on here!"
Once the crowd dispersed, Sasuke could no longer hold it in and demanded of Naruto.
"You'd better explain this clearly! Why did the ANBU people come to arrest me? Did Itachi Uchiha really show up? What did he do?"
Naruto turned around, his gaze falling heavily on Sasuke.
"Why do you think your old man gave me this pair of Sharingan? Do you know the reason?"
Sasuke blankly shook his head.
Naruto nodded inwardly—good thing he doesn't know, now I can just make up whatever I want.
A sorrowful look surfaced on his face. "It was autumn, and the wind was lingering..."
Sasuke looked confused and interrupted, "Didn't Father give you those eyes in the summer?"
"Cough, cough. Never mind the details, that's not important."
Naruto dryly coughed twice, brainwashed by past-life earworms that had slipped right out of his mouth.
"You were too young back then to understand how awkward the Uchiha Clan's position was in Konoha."
He slowly recounted to Sasuke how the Uchiha Clan had been assigned to the Konoha Military Police Force, the Second Hokage's wariness and exclusion of the Uchiha, and how the clan was ostracized within the village.
"Originally, your father planned for your older brother to stage a bloodless coup to control the Konoha higher-ups, reform the village, and let the Uchiha truly sort out their authority and connections."
"Unfortunately, your brother Itachi Uchiha had already been brainwashed by Hiruzen Sarutobi. Unlike your father's peaceful coup, that fool actually concluded that the Uchiha themselves were the root of the rebellion, which is why he resolved to wipe out the entire clan and cut off the possibility of an Uchiha revolt at the root."
"Your father was truly pitiful. His target was merely those rotten old things...