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My dad


 * Name**: Uchiha Sasuke


 * Age**: 17


 * Gender**: Male


 * Occupation**: A High school student


 * Appearance**: Muscular, average height (173cm), fair looking, firm shoulders, charismatic eyes, small and clean nose.


 * Location**: Tokyo


 * Personality/Quirks/Unique Personality Traits**: Quiet, responsible, has mood swings often (especially after when his dad leaves for war), I am highly motivated to do well, my ultimate goal in education is to go to the Tokyo University, Does not support war, Does not support Japan's rule over Korea.

Miyuki Akita(rachel)- mom two other brothers
 * Family**: Uchiha Itachi- Japanese imperial army officer (Peter): Dad

Takanawadai Elementary school Takamatsu Junior High school Hibiya High school
 * Education**: (Tokyo)


 * Languages you speak**: Japanese


 * Your main concerns at this time and in life**: Japan is at war. My dad is the imperial army officer so he has to fight in war. I am extremely concerned about my dad's actions in war.

July, 1937
 * Diary #1**

This is rather a depressing day for me since Japan went on a full-scale war with China. I personally despise wars since it involves too much killing and could create loss of one’s beloved family. My father, Uchiha Itachi, left today for war which I am deeply worried about. I could sense that my mother, Miyuki Akita, is deeply worried but I did my best to cheer my whole family up. I figured out that Manchuria is the place where our great imperial army will go...... Not only that I was worried about my dad’s welfare, I was deeply concerned about the immoral act that our soldiers would do to the innocent civilians in Manchuria. I wanted to tell my dad about my concerns and thoughts about this war but... what is the point in telling my dad about this... It’s the government’s decision and I WISH a seventeen year old student could stop this war from happening. From what I hear from school, I realized that our country is performing immoral acts in Korea too. I do not understand my country as of now. Why do we have to be such jerks to other countries? One day, I have a strong apprehension that my country will go over its limits and do something extreme. I just hope my family won’t be affected by any of my country’s actions. I don’t even know why I am worrying about other countries apart from Japan in my age, but I just think it could be better if we all get along with each other. I feel deeply bad about our country’s careless actions towards China and Korea but I shouldn’t.... should I? I mean, it doesn’t create any direct harm to my family... but I have this strange feeling inside me that tells myself to keep an interest in what my country does to other countries. I hope my dad has the same feelings as I do... I can’t stop thinking about how my dad is raping and killing those innocent civilians... I know my dad. He wouldn’t do such thing... I think I heard a good friend of mine as well as a upperclassman in my high school, Akainu Hachiro, is also in my father’s army. I hope he doesn’t do anything that I think is immoral since he has been my role model for a long time. Anyways, I just want my country to realize that all actions contain consequences and we’ve already came too far to avoid whatever consequences we’ll get in the future. For now, I should enjoy my life as a student and just get all these horrifying thoughts out of my mind.

December, 1941
 * Diary #2**

I am working extremely hard to get into Tokyo University. It was, after all, my dream since I was in elementary school. For the sake of the welfare of my family, I will get into Tokyo University. My mom has been working in factory for past two years and her face got really old since my dad left for war. I’m trying to get into Tokyo University for my mom and my two brothers. For my country? No. For my father? No. I have lost respect for my country. I have lost respect for my father. I had no idea my father was such a reckless guy who supports any actions, even immoral ones, just for Japan. My country took French Indochina, and invaded the pacifics. I thought United States was not a easy target to attack but apparently, my own country, Japan, did not think so. Before the attack, I guess U.S. demanded us to stop our expansion and leave Indochina. We really should have stopped. Maybe U.S. did trigger our anger by imposing embargo on its sale of oil to Japan on August, but we did not have to attack the great United States for that. I am very disappointed in my country’s misjudgment. From what I heard, my dad supported this attack on Pearl harbor and I have a very bad feeling about this attack. I have never imagined my country to come this far, to an extent where we have to actually fight United States. My mom also does not support this war and wants our family to unite and that is also my will too. Since my dad is a strong nationalist, I don’t think we will get that unity any time sooner. For that reason, I respect my father for loving his country but I also lost respect for him since it seems like love for his country appears to be greater than love for his family. I miss the days when our whole family was together. Although I am disappointed in my father, I hope he returns home safely after the war with America. I also wish my country to be less reckless since there is a possibility that Japan is going to lose everything that we’ve built up if we lose the war. I can’t do anything other than to just wait for the war to be over.

December 1943
 * Diary Entry #3**

It was a surprise, when I met Akainu Hachiro, my former high school upperclassman, just roaming out in the streets in 1942. For me, it was a great joy to see him after my entrance to Tokyo University and I wanted to ask him everything about my father who is the imperial officer of the army that Akainu is in. Sadly, I had to get to school so I only got to talk to him for a short amount of time. This year, I realized that there’s no need for me to care about what happens to Japan. I’m a college student not a soldier. Bad choices that Japan makes shouldn’t even affect me. Strange thing is that after the bombing of pearl harbor and figuring out that the bombers were called “kamakazes,” something came to my mind that Japan is finally losing its true self and is being overcome by greed. I guess we deserve the 1942 attack from the U.S. which was called the “Doolittle Raid.” I saw plane sounds, bomb sounds... It was just too chaotic for me. Thirteen bombs were dropped in Tokyo in 1942 which made people panic. Although the Axis powers were enjoying their victories, in my mind, I had no support for my own country. When I heard the news about my country’s failure I actually felt better and hoped Japan realizes the mistakes they made. Taking my mind off of the war, my college life is pretty decent these days. I met a Korean guy called Lee Chul Su. He doesn’t exactly know why he’s in my university, but he said that he used to be in the army. I just helped him out in the school life and gave him a place to sleep. Since I didn’t have “real” friends, I just felt like Chul Su could be my friend so I told him everything about myself: my inner feelings, thoughts, etc. A Japanese soldier tried to take Chul Su away so I had to do a little bit of “convincing”(note that my dad’s an imperial army officer). Currently, I am living with my mom. My two brothers went to America to study around 1940 so my mom and I had to support each other. I didn’t hear any news from my two brothers. I am sincerely worried due to the war we have with U.S. Honestly, I do anticipate that my country is going to lose and eventually face a severe damage since we were already facing attacks from the sky.

October 1945
 * Diary Entry #4**

I think my life is composed of series of jokes. Jokes that I love to make, jokes that I love to hear, jokes that I cry about. AND... I am currently looking at a tragic joke right before my eyes. I think Germany surrendering in May 8th, 1944 was the start of the joke and my house being burnt down by the U.S. bombers was an another joke that I would LOVE to share to everyone. Due to my country’s poor air defense, we were literally getting bombed everywhere. Okinawa, and Iwo Jima seemed like two perfect islands to go to if one desired to get bombed. The best joke ever was hearing about my two brothers being killed by the U.S., one was killed in action, and one was killed by a U.S. pilot, Klein. I think everything is about to come to an end. As I predicted, my country got bombed. This one, this bomb, contained some serious power. Hiroshima and Nagasaki were bombed. Although I anticipated a similar consequence, this was too much. Seriously. What did we do, we civilians, what in the world did we do. Damn those Americans. I never supported my country, because the actions that my country took was immoral. Now the Americans did something that’s extremely immoral. Well... this was probably my country’s fate. The first country to get “atom bombed.” I am very sorry for my parents, but I have lost a desire to live. I blame them for giving birth to me in such a horrible time period like now. All I saw in my life was sadness and hardships. I never had a tranquil state after the war. Now that it’s over, as well as with my houses, and my country, I have felt a sudden urge to see the end myself. My dad only left me with disappointment and anger. My mom gave me sorrowfulness towards her. My brothers left me with sadness and pain. It is a time period like this when I want to see my friend Lee Chul Su. But, he’s not with me and I don’t think he never will be. I tried to live this one life that I had with an effort: helping others, and living enthusiastically. This life, I think I was unlucky to be born in this horrible time. Although I strongly desire to see my father before I’m gone, I think it’ll just leave me with more disappointment. Soon, I will be joining my two brothers who are probably living a happy life “up there”. When I am born again, I hope jokes that I see would actually make me smile.