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Take Me Away	By : stephfarrow94 Category: Naruto AU/AR > General Views: 1893 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Take Me Away
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
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- 24-24
- 25-25
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  A/N There will be another flashback at the end of this chapter. There will be one every couple of chapters and probably chronological order, and will go eventually up to those ten years that were skipped past after Madara rescued Itachi from the van to give some more in depth detail.
“Oh, Itachi…!” Itachi’s eyes opened slowly to the sound of someone sobbing. It wasn’t anyone he lived with, because the sobs belonged to a female. “My precious Itachi…!”
Itachi groaned in pain and weakly turned his head to face whoever was crying. He gasped when he saw long black hair and a face like his own. “…Kaa-san…?”
“I-Itachi…” The woman sobbed, reaching over to hug Itachi tightly. “My Itachi… My son…”
“Kaa-san, why…” Itachi began weakly, “…why are you here…?”
“Itachi…!” It was Mikoto, to Itachi’s disbelief. “…I-I… I’ve missed you and Sasuke so much! And Tobi, too!”
“…” Itachi closed his eyes at Tobi’s name.
“I read it in the newspaper, and when I did, I just had to come!” Mikoto sobbed.
“…” Wait a minute… Newspaper…?   “In the newspaper…?”
“Itachi… you’ve been unconscious for a few days, now…”
“Where’s Sasuke?” Itachi asked, trying to get his urgency into the open, but he was too lightheaded to do it.
“He’s okay…” Mikoto sobbed. “He’s fine. That nice woman, Mito, is looking after him.”
“You… met Mito…? When…?”
“The day when I arrived,” Mikoto explained gently. “I’m so sorry you haven’t seen me until now, but… I only just got away from your father, Itachi… It’s okay… he’s dead, now…”
“…” Was Itachi meant to care about that? Because he didn't. “I don't care… Madara-oji-san…? Is he okay…?”
Mikoto sobbed louder at this and shook her head. “No… They… they said that… Mada-nii… went insane… They took him away…”
“…” Itachi couldn’t let the tears not fall. “…Where is he…?”
“He’s at the mental institution, because… he’s so messed up… My otouto…”
“…” Itachi hugged his mother back finally, clutching to her tightly while he cried.
--LINEBREAK--
“Sasuke-kun, you need to rest,” Mito said softly, placing her hand on the young Uchiha’s shoulder.
“I miss my oji-sans, though!” Sasuke sobbed. “I don't understand!”
“Sasuke-kun, you’re young, but you need to understand that Madara... is very sick, right now, and that’s why we can’t go and see him.”
“But Izuna-oji-san…!”
“He’s very sick, too,” Mito explained, picking Sasuke up and hugging him tightly. “The doctors don’t want us to disturb Izuna-kun just yet because he is still recovering and is very sick.”
“But Madara-oji-san--!”
“--is much sicker than Izuna-kun. Madara is very sick in his head, so he needs special doctors and medications. You just need to trust me when I say that we can’t see Madara anymore because he might… hurt us…”
Sasuke cried harder at these words, and Mito was just glad that only she and Sasuke were home. Her own kids were still at the hospital with Tobirama, sitting in Hashirama’s room in hopes that he would wake up. The ambulance had only just arrived in time, because Madara had slit Hashirama’s throat. Thought it wasn’t enough to slice the windpipe, Hashirama was bleeding to death, and the several other stab wounds and injuries Madara had inflicted on him had caused him to slip into a coma.
Izuna was luckier than Hashirama. While he, too, had been rushed into the hospital in a critical and unstable condition, he had stayed conscious; he just had to get a blood transfusion and some operations, seeing as Madara had stabbed through several of his vital organs. The doctors had said that both Hashirama and Izuna were incredibly lucky to still be alive after their injuries, and if the ambulance were a minute later, they may not have made it.
Mito hugged Sasuke tightly, soothing the young boy, and soon enough, the young Uchiha cried himself to sleep.
--LINEBREAK--
“I’ll kill him; yes, I will; yes, I’ll kill him.” Madara sat in his room, rocking back and forth, mumbling to himself quietly. “I’ll kill him like he killed Tobi. I’ll beat him, and then I’ll cut his feet off and watch him crawl, and then I’ll rape him like he raped Tobi, and make him suffer before I cut him into ribbons.”
Madara’s doctor sat in a chair, observing the mumbling Uchiha. She had clipboard and pen in front of her, and she was beginning to understand why Madara was in a strait jacket and padded room; she had requested for Madara to be released from the jacket and let out into an empty room to talk to him, but the second Madara’s jacket was taken off of him, he had started screaming angrily, turning to the person closest to him and attempting to attack them. He had even gone as far as to hurt himself, running straight to the glass window and throwing himself through it.
The doctor, Tsuki, felt so sorry for Madara. She chewed on her pen, deep in thought, as she watched the poor man before him. She could see some of Madara’s story in the Uchiha’s eyes. She could see the pain and sadness hidden behind a layer of anger and hatred. She could only imagine what this man had suffered. She had been told that the reason Madara was here was because he had flipped out for apparently no reason, attacked his nephew and stabbed both his brother and best friend repeatedly in an attempt to kill them, before he was restrained and the police were called. Tsuki wondered why Madara had flipped out, and for apparently no reason.
“Yes, I’ll beat him and rape him and kill him,” Madara mumbled, his eyes wide as he continued to rock back and forth, occasionally stopping to let out a loud shout of anger.
Tsuki frowned. “Madara-kun,” she called gently. Madara instantly stopped everything, staring at Tsuki. “Madara-kun, can you tell me who you are talking about, please?”
Madara said nothing, but he narrowed his eyes and literally hissed at Tsuki. “…”
“Madara-kun, I would like to help you,” Tsuki tried gently. “I have introduced myself before. Tsuki. Remember? Tell me something about yourself.”
“…” Madara only hissed louder, getting to his feet and stepping towards Tsuki slowly, yet menacingly. “…”
Tsuki was calm and stood his ground. Even if Madara did try something, he was wearing the strait jacket.
“Madara-kun, please sit back down,” Tsuki asked. “Tell me about Tobi. Who is he?”
The second the name ‘Tobi’ was mentioned, Madara froze, falling to the ground in a big heap and beginning to cry hysterically.
“Tobi!” Madara cried out. “Tobi!”
Tsuki stood up and walked to Madara, sitting down beside him and reaching out to pet the man’s hair. “Madara-kun, please don't cry. I can see that Tobi was someone very important to you. Can you tell me something about him?”
Madara mumbled something, but Tsuki could only make out the word killed. Tsuki had already worked out that this Tobi person was dead, but that didn't tell her very much. She wanted to know about Madara’s past desperately, but it didn't seem that she would be able to learn very much in a short time; Madara didn't seem like the type of person to open up to anyone easily.
“Madara-kun, please tell me something else about Tobi.”
“…Son…” Again, only one word could Tsuki make out from Madara’s mumbling.
“Your son?” Tsuki asked kindly. Madara nodded. “He must’ve been a very beautiful boy, then, if he takes after you, Madara-kun.”
Madara looked up at Tsuki, and Tsuki felt her heart breaking to see such a look of helplessness and despair, mixed in with so much anger and fear. She wasn’t surprised when Madara curled up on himself, just asking to be left alone, and Tsuki respected Madara’s wishes. She left the padded room, deciding she would come back the next day to talk to Madara. She only hoped she could help this man.
--LINEBREAK--
“Tobi, I’m scared…” Izuna clung to Tobi’s arm tightly, shaking violently, his eyes tearing up.
Tobi hugged Izuna tightly, walking him slowly into the building. “I’m scared, too, but… we have each other,” he smiled. “If we get lost, we’ll get lost together.”
“O-okay…” Izuna whimpered when older kids pushed past them, knocking Izuna over, and Tobi wasn’t surprised when Izuna began crying; Izuna always had been easily upset.
People looked over at the two and sneered, and it didn't do much for poor Izuna. Izuna just took one look at them and began to cry heavier. Tobi tried his best to comfort the Uchiha but Izuna was just too scared to want to come down. It was their first day of school, after all.
“It’s okay, Izu…” Tobi said softly, hugging the smaller boy tightly. “I’m here.”
Izuna was so close to calming down due to Tobirama’s voice, but without warning, Izuna cried out when someone pulled harshly on his hair. He dived in closer to Tobi, and he flinched in terror when he heard Tobi shout at someone. What was going in?
He looked up and whimpered when he saw two older boys behind him, one of them holding his hair. Tobi was yelling at them to leave Izuna alone, but they were only laughing at him. From the looks of the boys, they would’ve been in the sixth grade.
Izuna began to cry even harder, terrified out of his mind; he just wanted to go back home.
“Leave my otouto alone!” Izuna looked up when he heard his brother yelling angrily, and he felt his heart leap; Madara would always protect him.
When Hashirama and Madara ran up to them, the two boys who had pulled Izuna’s hair fled. Izuna cried and pulled out of Tobi’s arms, hugging his brother tightly.
“Are you okay, Izu-kun?” Hashirama asked, pulling his own brother into a tight hug. “I apologise; we should’ve stayed with you for the first couple of days.”
“If he ever comes back, Izuna,” Madara began, kissing his brother’s forehead, “you tell me and Hashi-kun, okay? We’ll deal with anyone who wants to bully you two.”
Izuna smiled and nodded, kissing his brother back and reaching over to place a kiss on Hashirama’s cheek next.
“Love you, aniki,” Izuna smiled. “You two, Hashi-kun and Tobi-kun.”
“We love you, too, Izu-kun,” Hashirama smiled.
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