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Chapter List
- 4
- 5
Thanks to all the reviewers!
Cepheus: a new chapter. Yes, really. CV and WR
will soon follow and N as well. ^^
Warning for useless villagers�
gossiping about things.
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Rating: M
Summary: (ItaNaru) During a fight, Kyuubi�s chakra
leaks out and causes a warp. Now Naruto and Itachi are both stuck into the
past. The only way to go back forwards� is to work with each other.
Warnings: yaoi,
boy x boy relationship, angsty, torture, and such. Mental as well. Flames will
be used to warm up food.
Disclaimer: Not own Naruto. Masashi Kishimoto
does.

�Talking�
�Thinking�
�Flashbacks, memories, dreams�

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Endless Night
Chapter 04: Dread

It was surprising how, despite the betrayal, Sasuke was always in his
thoughts.
Jiraiya had been sure Naruto would calm down and give up on his decision
to bring the Uchiha back to Konoha, but it had not happened. The determination
was still the same, untouched, as strong as before.
It was not as if Naruto�s life revolved around the dark haired teen, but
good part of his day was spent growing stronger because of him �even when
distant, they could still spur each other on.
It wasn�t just a �I will fight with him when I am back� or �when I see
him I will kick his ass so hard he won�t leave Konoha anymore�� yes, such
thoughts did prevail most of the time, but there was more to it.
Walking down the street, in a random city of Kaze no Kuni, he was
surprised to realise he�d been wondering if Sasuke was walking somewhere like
this, enjoying being amongst people that did not know him.
When eating onigiri in a restaurant he would find himself smiling at the
thought that this was one of Sasuke�s favourite foods, and when bugging Jiraiya
for ramen instead, he would remember when he begged Sasuke to offer him some at
Ichiraku.
Naruto wondered if sometimes Sasuke thought about him too, and always
shook his head, knowing Sasuke would be thinking at one person only, and it was
not him� and the thought hurt a bit somewhere in his chest, despite everything.
Training was hard. He had no one to compare with, no one to see if he
was indeed getting stronger, or faster, or better, every day plagued with the
fear that it would not be enough �that it would never be enough.
Fearing that when he met Sasuke, his friend would ignore him, and remain
with Orochimaru, or worse, that they would fight and he would lose, and Sasuke
would vanish again.
Sasuke was important to him. A friend he could confide into, a rival he
could vent out with, and now an enemy he was planning on taking back home,
training for that sole purpose. It was hard to admit his feelings went deeper
than this, it was not normal, nor manly to say that and yet�
Sasuke was his most precious person. He�d been for so long without
realising it. And now he was fighting for him. The brother he had never had.
The friend he had wished for all his childhood. The rival that considered him
as an equal.
The reason he kept moving forwards, despite the betrayal, despite the
pain�
Wasn�t it enough?
It wasn�t, but Naruto knew there were things that were just not meant to
be.
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Naruto was left quite disappointed
by his trip through Konoha after only two hours.
It looked like nothing had really
changed between this time and the present, and that left Naruto a bit baffled.
Very few things looked misplaced or were not where Naruto remembered them to
be� two clothes shops he�d never seen before were selling ninja outfits on a
side street, and to his surprise, Ichiraku ramen already existed, if only
smaller than he remembered.
Apparently the old man had opened
his store way back, and it was a shame he�d started eating there only after
turning nine.
�Maybe it�s normal for things to be still the same �between mine and
this time only a few years have passed� he thought, shrugging.
Thankfully no one had wanted to talk
to him �talking would mean interaction that he could not allow, or he�d
somewhat change the past� and he�d wandered around, trying to be as
inconspicuous as possible.
He�d seen some people he knew,
marvelling how time had changed them to how they looked in the future (he
couldn�t believe they had once been this young), and each time he�d smiled,
warmed up. He couldn�t wait to go back for real.
There had been a younger Iruka (though
he still had looked the same�) running around doing chores, apparently not yet
a teacher at the academy.
He�d seen Chouji and Shikamaru
playing together in a small garden (they had been friends since who knows when,
as their fathers were best friends) and he�d even seen Ebisu babysitting a
four�years old Konohamaru, much to (a younger and identical) Asuma�s amusement.
Everything was the same, except the
ages and the Hokage, but�
Naruto could feel what was
different. In his time Orochimaru had caused Konoha to risk crumbling on itself,
and the village was still trying to recover from the attack that shook it to
the roots� not to mention Sasuke defecting, the failed truce with Sunagakure�
Yes, the Konoha of the future was
buzzing and pulsating with insecurity and fear, and yet it was working against
all opposition to return to its previous glory.
This Konoha� this Konoha was
in�between the Kyuubi�s attack and Oto�s, in a relative peace, so it did feel
calm and pacific. Villagers were relaxed, such a different sight from those of his
time �determined and serious yet able to have fun.
�So this is how it feels, to see everyone working for the same goal� Naruto smiled warmly. He was filled
with pride for his fellow ninja and for the villagers who were trying so hard
for the place they loved. �I will do the
same�.
�Sakura�chan! What did I tell you
before? You can�t run away every time someone bullies you!� a childish voice
attracted Naruto�s attention, and he turned around, blinking in surprise at the
sight.
There was a young Sakura being
pushed forwards by a very determined young Ino. The two looked pretty friendly,
what with Ino acting all protective? It was a surprise, Naruto had always
thought the two had hated each other since pre�academy because of Sasuke�
�B�but they were mean!� Sakura
whined, sniffling and wiping her tears away. �They kept saying my forehead
blinds them if the sun hits it!�
Naruto blinked, unsure. The Sakura
he knew was strong, she had also asked Tsunade to train her to become stronger
�so she could help Naruto take Sasuke back. Young Sakura was tremendously cute,
yes, but a cry-baby.
He shook his head, realising he had
been one up until three years before, and snickered.
�Listen Sakura! You have to hurt
them when they hurt you!� Ino was saying. Naruto tuned her out, simply watching
the two interact.
It was a shame they had fallen apart
because they liked Sasuke. They looked nice together� looked like good friends,
and Sakura had grown up probably thanks to Ino.
�Look, it�s that demon�.
Naruto stiffened.
A villager some feet away was
whispering with a vicious voice and pointing at something approaching from a
side street; another villager, who was holding a huge bag of groceries, nodded
fervently, her face twisting into a scowl.
�I can�t believe Sandaime�sama
allowed that monster to enter the academy �as if demons could protect this
village! And he even babbles about becoming Hokage! The day I see a demon as a
village�s leader I will kneel at that monster�s feet and beg forgiveness�.
Whilst hurt by their words, Naruto
couldn�t but let out a snicker; he knew exactly who was now the new head of
Sunagakure, and that woman was so wrong. Gaara made the perfect Kazekage �a
demon could protect his village just as well as any other shinobi.
�I wonder what Gaara is doing now� he thought, shrugging. �Whoa �I was really a brat back then�
his trail of thoughts changed direction swiftly as he finally saw himself walking down the street.
Naruto stared down at his body and
then at his younger counterpart in shock; had he really looked this small and
weak? So short, eyes filled with anger at the villagers, dressed with a shirt a
bit too big, fists clenched tightly at his sides.
Did he still look this weak? The
second question made him frown and shudder. He hoped not.
And yet, Naruto was watching himself
in a new perspective �years after all that, he could see how he had looked.
If a brat this young were to came to
him and boast about his strength, Naruto would surely laugh at him �such irony.
He�d been a big�mouthed brat, in the end. Nothing cool like he�d wanted to.
�What a shame, though� he groaned to himself, promptly moving away.
In a way he could understand why no
one had believed him.
�Sakura�chan!� he heard young Naruto
yell in delight, and turned around a bit, surprised. Naruto had approached the
two girls with a hesitant smile and was now fidgeting near them. �Ino�chan� he
added after a moment. �Can we play?�
Sakura�s face twisted a bit. �Mom
said I cannot play with yah� she murmured, unsure. �She said you�re mean� she
whispered, fidgeting.
Naruto blinked, confused. He didn�t
remember that happening.
�My mom says I can play with you
though� Ino replied bossily. �She says to not listen to what others say!�
�But mom wants me not to play with
him!� Sakura whined, trying to pull her friend away from the other blond. �Said
he�s scary! Let�s go away Ino! Please!�
Ino had looked pretty torn but in
the end her loyalty for Sakura won over her barely nonexistent friendship with
Naruto, so she allowed the pink�haired girl to pull her away. Young Naruto was
left alone in the middle of the street, with a few villagers snickering quietly
at his expense, delusion far too clear on his face.
Oh, that�s why he could not remember
�his memories about this kind of stuff tended to vanish from his mind to
prevent more scarring.
�Well, now that I know why I was despised that way, the memories hurt
less, I suppose�
present�time Naruto sighed, walking away from his younger counterpart. �At least I know that Ino�s mom doesn�t hate
me� that�s nice�.
He�d never been able to meet any of
his friends� parents, but he knew some of them were not as keen as their
offspring to be friendly with him. He was grateful at least one of them wasn�t
against it.
As for Sakura�s mother, he had
nothing against the woman, especially because she�d invited the whole Team
Seven for lunch at her home once, in the middle of the Chuunin exams, and she
had treated him normally.
And her cooking was the best.
Period.
Shuffling his feet on the dusty
ground, Naruto groaned. He was bored. There was nothing he could do �no
training, no chakra, his wandering around proved to be useless�
What then?
�� the library� he thought, perking up. �I might
as well go and search if there�s something about time�travel in there��
Not quite liking the idea but having
nothing else to do, he turned around, mind set on researching as much as he
could before evening came.
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Itachi carefully controlled his
chakra as he moved swiftly through the walls of what had once been his ANBU
headquarters, knowing full well where he was and what would happen if he were
to be found.
Here lived most of the strongest
ninja of the whole village, and the ones closest to the Hokage, and to come
here as he was would probably be considered a bad move �but he needed to
consult the ANBU�s archive of scrolls and books for more information on both
RCS and Kyuubi�s powers, and he knew he would not be able to find anything
outside of them.
Thankfully he was now at par with
most of the people he could find in the corridors, so if it came to it, he
would be able to overthrow a Genjutsu to protect both his identity and his
presence.
He still hoped no one would appear
as he passed by.
Turning a corner he found himself
facing an apparently dead�end, but he knew better than that �with a hand�seal
he removed the Genjutsu on the wall, nodding in satisfaction when a door
appeared on the previously bare stone.
It was the secret storage of the
ANBU troops, where all S�class scrolls were kept, and all the off�limits books
that contained vital information were kept after the Hokage finished checking
their dangerous level.
Of course the room was protected far
more than just with a small Genjutsu, as things contained in there were highly
dangerous� so much in fact that only ANBU certified by blood signature could
enter the room.
This prevented any stranger from
abusing of the knowledge� and thankfully, Itachi�s blood in this time was still
listed as that of an ANBU member.
He�d only entered that room twice
when he was a Konoha ANBU member, and the second had been�
He shook his head. There was no
reason to remember that. No time either.
He bit down his thumb, tearing the
skin, and let the blood trickle down, then swiftly he smudged the liquid on the
door to form the ANBU�s symbol.
The door pulsed once, permeated with
chakra, and the sign was quickly absorbed by the wood; it didn�t seem like
anything had happened, and yet, when Itachi pushed the handle down, the door
slid open without a sound.
Nodding in satisfaction, he entered
the semi�dark room and closed the door behind his back; as he did so, he was
aware the chakra blanket was already hiding it from sight again.
The scrolls were stored at the left
of the room, but Itachi ignored them in favour of the bigger stash of
old�looking books, knowing there would probably be something that could help in
there. He knew there were no records on Kyuubi no Kitsune other than the
detailed documentation left from the Konoha attack, but since he could not go
to the hospital, at least not during the day, this was the best place to start
researching.
Some medical books held too much
detailed descriptions on jutsu and their effects and had been deemed off�limits
to normal ranked shinobi, and would be there �no knowledge was erased unless
necessary.
Itachi moved his hand to the left,
flicking the lights of the room on, and grabbed a small stool, sitting down and
trying to make himself comfortable for his stay. He had not much time, but it
was rare that someone came to check �and yet he would not overstay his welcome.
He busied himself with the first
book, his Sharingan flashing open to memorize every line �it was still
knowledge that could be used in a nearby future, there was no need to let it go
to waste� but it wasn�t what he was searching.
Placing the book down with care, he
grabbed the next, the only noise the pages rustling as he turned them quickly.
A book on nature jutsu, nothing he could use to understand Naruto�s sickness.
The teen had been a surprise, Itachi
found himself thinking. His love for the village, his determination, everything
reminded him of� someone he didn�t
want to remember (and yet could not bear to forget), but he could not allow
himself such comparison.
To grow closer, if only by
considering the blond anything but a human sacrifice would be too much �Itachi
had given up on this choice many years before. Even Kisame, his companion in
Akatsuki, was nothing but someone he worked with, and seldom spoke to when
things turned a bit too uncomfortable; it would be wrong to consider him
something more, like a friend �shinobi could die in battle.
He didn�t want unnecessary feelings
like regret or even a fleeting regret, to hit him. Those emotions were useless,
in his life. Could only complicate things.
And yet� he�d already allowed Kisame
to become someone he considered familiar. He�d already become close �though
this closeness wouldn�t be considered anything but a mere acquaintance to
anyone else.
Would he even feel regret if Kisame were really to die?
Maybe it was due, since a death was
still a death. He�d feel loss if his partner were to die, indeed. Maybe it was
too late already to back away from their companionship, though.
And now, the young teen who was
fighting so hard to live, and would loose his chance once Itachi returned to
their time.
�Little feisty bug, that brat� Kisame�s words echoed in his mind as he
kept flashing the pages of the book, Sharingan storing the information away in
his brain. �I knew someone like him once,
I wonder what happened to him. It�ll be a waste once he�s dead, I daresay� he
would turn to be a good shinobi once he manages to keep his trap shut�.
He�d said that after their close
encounter with the teen the first time, after Jiraiya managed to send them away
and Itachi had been forced to use Amaterasu. Kisame had wanted to cut away
Naruto�s legs at first, but still he had a soft spot for brats like this for
some unknown reason Itachi did not want to explore.
Itachi sighed. This period in the
past would only mean problems to him �both with the timeline, and what would
soon happen if he didn�t find a way back, and with Naruto�s presence.
The teen was� interesting on his
own.
He did not want to know him too
much, since there was no hope for him either way.
Placing the second book down, Itachi
absentmindedly picked up a third one.
Information on Bijuu wasn�t of
popular demand and he would not find anything on Jinchuuriki, so it meant he�d
have to get as much information as he could on normal RCS and then he would need
to monitor what differences existed between demon and human chakra, so he could
make the right changes to the right jutsu and heal the blond teen.
This would take a while �time he
could not spare.
The fourth to seventh book brought
nothing interesting to his attention, but thankfully the eighth was exactly
what he needed; it was an extended essay on Chakra types and variations, and
which combination worked together in the creation of jutsu. Itachi had a good
basis on that (what any Jounin�level shinobi knew, basically) but some pointers
were unknown to him as well.
For example, whilst he knew how
chakra types were closely related to the Theory of the Five Lines �also known
as Theory of the Five Elements, the base for many religions and philosophies�
he had not cared to know about how the elements intertwined together, nor how
they affected each other.
The basic theory stated that each of
the five elements �Fire, Water, Ground, Wood and Metal� took strength from one
of the others, and also was weaker to one; the theory was displayed by drawing
a star, one element for each point, and the elements could combine only with
the elements around them. Fire weaker than water, water weaker than ground,
ground weaker than wood, wood weaker than metal and metal weaker than fire.
Each element could be combined with
another, effects varying from positive to negative based on how the two reacted
to the other.
Chakra pathways reacted to the
Theory as each chakra had an affinity with one element or two, so the person could
have a better control on jutsu that were based on the same elements; Uchiha
members tended to have a higher fire affinity because their chakra type was
Fire, but their ability with water jutsu was lower because of that, as well.
If Naruto�s chakra type was wind, it
meant he could use Wood jutsu, and thus take power from Water techniques and
grow a good ability with ground ones whilst he�d find harder to learn and
control fire and metal jutsu.
If Jiraiya�s abilities held a
similar type as his student, it was strange their chakra had clashed against
each other, especially since Yondaime�s type had been Wind as well.
The Theory though did not explain
demonic chakra, even though Kyuubi was associated with fire for his powers.
Wood would make fire stronger, so Naruto�s type could fuel on Kyuubi�s chakra,
but Kyuubi�s chakra did not burn away Naruto�s, which was strange since demonic
chakra singed anything at contact.
Itachi stopped reading when he felt
a strong twinge developing behind his eyes, and deactivated his Sharingan, the
pain effectively subsiding; sighing he stood up. He would have to stop already,
the time he could spend using his Doujutsu was growing shorter and shorter the
more he abused his sight.
The Mangekyou Sharingan was a deadly
technique, but it was a double�bladed weapon that soon turned its back to its
owner.
Eventually, he knew, he would
completely lose his eyesight, as the chakra burned the retinas, heating them
and making any healing jutsu useless.
Thankfully, not too soon, especially
since he was careful of using it for short periods of time, so not to stress
his eyes too much; he was also taking some medicine for when he used his
Doujutsu, and that was helping.
Replacing the books in the exact
order he�d found them, Itachi stood up, knowing he�d have to come back for more
the next day, and exited the room, closing the door and re�sealing it the same
way it was before. No one would notice anything was wrong.
��
Naruto found that sneaking into the
library was not as easy as he�d anticipated; many shinobi worked around there
and the library was in a very crowded place of the village, so non�ninja were
everywhere, and sneaking past would be noticed.
He couldn�t be found, especially
because he had no records in Konoha (well, obviously, he had yet to grow up in
this timeline) and it was not worth it.
�If only I could use some Genjutsu�� he growled, feeling regret for not having
been able to learn that art. �I swear,
once back I�ll study Genjutsu as well! no matter how hard it is!�
With nonchalance, Naruto started
circling the building, checking for some sort of help, and found his prayers
granted in the form of an open window on the left side; smiling brightly, he
checked twice to see if anyone was watching, then let himself in.
Naruto quickly realised he didn�t
know where to start �the library was big, really big, and he didn�t know
exactly what he was searching. He had never been a book�lover person, so he�d
never stepped inside the library, since he preferred scrolls to books anyway,
and now he was lost staring at the huge shelves filled with volumes of any
weight and size.
Things change, he reminded himself.
During his trip Jiraiya had forced him to read as much as he could, not just
his own books (probably hoping the teen would turn as perverted as he was) but
anything that even vaguely interested him, and Naruto finally realised what
kind of allure books had.
There were isles about adventure
books and history ones, but this wasn�t exactly what he was searching for �he
needed myth books like the one Itachi brought home, or something�
Groaning, Naruto made his way
through the shelves, looking around every now and then, but it was a lost cause
�he didn�t know where to start, and he could not ask.
�Hey, Hanako�chan, it�s nice to find
you here �are you searching for another romance book?� a voice coming two rows
ahead made Naruto freeze in his tracks, flattening against the nearest shelf
and praying the person speaking would not realise he was there.
�Ah, Yumiko�chan!� a second voice
greeted warmly. �Why, yes. I�ve already finished that other one�.
They were both women, but Naruto
couldn�t see their faces (and had no intentions to move); their tone was low
enough not to disturb people in the library, but thanks to Naruto�s heightened
senses he could hear every word without problems.
�It�s been a while since we last saw
each other, how are things with your husband? I heard he received an important
mission from Hokage�sama� the second woman added.
�Yes, he came back last night� the
first voice quipped, brightening up. �He had to organize the whole mission
archive �important job alright, but tiring and boring, it will take him a while
to finish it though�.
Naruto sighed, wondering if it would
be alright to move without the two noticing; it looked like they were not
ninja, so they wouldn�t feel his presence here�
�I must admit, though, he�s been
checking some of the missions even though he shouldn�t� the first person added,
lowering her voice a notch. �He found some interesting things, especially on
the Uchiha family��
�Wait� the Uchiha family?� Naruto thought, blinking. This caught his interest.
�What did he tell you?� the second
woman was apparently as interested as Naruto was.
�He said that the Uchiha tried to
hide a suicide of one of their family yesterday!�
Naruto frowned, shifting a bit from
his position in a vain attempt to see who was talking; a suicide in the Uchiha
family? Would that even happen, with their egos and their selfish attitude?
By the woman�s words she was not a
shinobi, and yet she was interested in gossiping about the Uchiha clan �had
villagers nothing better to do than chit�chat about them?
�Is that true? Why would an Uchiha
want to commit suicide? They are loved by everyone and it�s thanks to their
strength and fame that Konoha can step above any other town� the second voice
piped in, admiration clear in her tone.
Naruto scoffed silently. Yeah,
right. Thanks to the Uchiha pricks.
�Well, my friend says the Hokage is
suspecting something�s wrong� she said that drowning is suspicious as suicide
option, and that the Uchiha are just trying to hide some sort of fight inside
their ranks� the first voice whispered conspiratorially.
Naruto rolled his eyes and
straightened up, determined in ignoring the two women and start searching
again, when something the first voice added stopped him.
�The guy who killed himself was
apparently Uchiha Shisui, known as Shisui of the Mirage� the woman stated,
proud of her memory. �I�ve heard that caused quite the uproar between ninja
ranks �also he was that kid�s best friend� Itachi�kun�s, I mean�.
Naruto stifled a gasp, echoed by the
second woman.
�What? That nice kid that everyone
speaks about? Who became Genin at seven, and now is already a Jounin?� the
second woman cooed. �He�s so nice, I�ve had his services as a Genin once, and
since then I�ve always followed his progresses �quiet kid� so horrible, his
best friend dying like this��
Naruto�s skin turned white.
Itachi�s� best friend.
Suicide.
�In order to be like my brother, I had to sacrifice the closest person
to me �to gain that same power, my best friend had to die�.
Itachi had killed his best friend to
gain what Sasuke had called supreme power, what he wanted to gain access to so
much he�d tried to kill Naruto� and yet, at the last moment, Sasuke had
wavered, and spared Naruto�s life, yet the younger Uchiha ran from Konoha to
join Orochimaru.
The Mangekyou Sharingan. At the
price of losing one�s most precious person.
Uchiha Shisui, Itachi�s best friend,
had been killed because of that power.
So� this was it.
�I know I should be more concerned about the RCS� or at least find out
why we ended up in the past but�� Naruto gritted his teeth, shutting his eyes close and leaning again on
the bookshelves. �But this is the chance
I needed. To understand. I can�t give it up� to know what Sasuke went through.
To see if there really is a reason
for Itachi�s actions�.
Naruto sprinted out from the library
through the same window he used to go in, barely caring about being seen and
jumped on the nearest tree, running as fast as he could make his body go back
towards the Uchiha compound.
He had to go there and see it with
his eyes, now that he knew he had a chance to understand things as he�d hoped�
he wanted to see with his own eyes about it.
Coming to the Uchiha compound with a
purpose was totally different, it felt as if he was finally doing something
good instead of just running around uselessly, and it made him extra careful of
his actions.
Uchiha were not easy to fool and he
knew it, but this was his chance.
Naruto looked around, wondering
where to start. He really wanted to see how this Shisui looked most of all, but
he knew it would be hard to find where he lived. He needed to start someplace,
but the Uchiha district was much like a separate town from Konoha; where was
the main house?
He could not ask for directions,
since he was sure few had the authorization to enter that compound, so he had
to start somewhere; Sasuke had trained underneath his window, right? Then he
could start from there, and see if he could follow the child�s chakra trails up
to the main house.
He was able to do that.
Running up a tree�s trunk he jumped
on a rooftop, deeming it easier to go that way to avoid civilians, besides with
his inconspicuous looks he would pass up as a random ninja and would be
ignored.
There it was, the small training
ground from the previous day; he jumped down, checking his surroundings and
glad no one was around at the time, and concentrated. This trick didn�t require
any chakra expense on his part either.
A huge blob of mixed chakra invaded
his senses as he tuned them to feel those able to use it, and slowly managed to
adjust his perception by ignoring chakra he wasn�t interested with; it was a
slow, hard work (especially with his poor concentration skills) but he managed
to lower down the chakra flares to the one he wanted and knew well �Sasuke�s.
He could feel only chakra coming
from less than a mile around him, and the teacher he met in Kiri told him skilled
ninja could feel chakra for over a mile and a half, but it was enough for now. Searching
was also easier in a way, because he knew who he was searching so he knew
already how Sasuke�s chakra felt, but also it was a bit more difficult because
Sasuke was still weak at this point of time, and his chakra flares disappeared
underneath all the stronger others.
�Yatta!� he
cheered, nodding in satisfaction as he dismissed all other trails. Sasuke�s one
was faint, but still there, and he�d probably been training early in the
morning as well. �Now, to follow it!�
Controlling that his own chakra was
well hidden Naruto moved forwards, running towards where he hoped the main
house would be. He did not expect however to find a mob of shinobi, all
belonging to the Uchiha clan, standing in front of what looked like a huge,
old�styled house with serious faces twisted in anger.
Naruto�s eyes widened as he tripped
on his own foot in the haste of stopping, hiding in a nearby tree and hoping no
one had noticed him. With his heart bumping wildly he didn�t dare to move from
his position.
�What the��
�Stop, Itachi!�
Naruto gulped down his shock, unable
to believe his sheer luck �there he was, a few feet away from the other Uchiha
in his younger version, and ready to learn something good.
Maybe.
He finally managed to calm down
enough to peer from behind the tree, reassured no one had noticed him, and
tried to understand the situation he was in.
There were four men, three dressed
with turtle�neck Uchiha shirts (two of which laying on the ground, as if hurt)
and one with a Jounin vest, and then, in front of them, was�
Itachi.
Younger
Itachi.
Naruto stifled a small chuckle at
the sight. No matter what, that teen looked just the same as his older version
�how old was he? Thirteen something?
Same dark eyes, Uchiha dress, but
there was something different of him. Maybe his eyes, or his expression� how
could a teen, the same age as Naruto had been, be this cold?
Naruto frowned, trying to focus on
what they were saying again, and flinched when the younger Itachi threw a kunai
straight at an Uchiha fan on the nearby wall, his eyes fiery with more emotions
than Naruto had ever seen in his eyes.
The man with the Jounin vest was
staring at the teen with narrowed eyes, his pose tense, and Naruto tilted his
head, feeling as if he was missing something important but not willing to stop
watching.
�� of my capacity� Itachi was
saying, so quietly Naruto wouldn�t have heard it had it not been for his ears.
�I�ve lost all hope for this pathetic clan�.
Naruto gulped down his worry,
wondering what would happen. Itachi�s eyes were� were�
�You forget what is most important
to you because you cling to something small like your clan� he continued, eyes
flaring into the Sharingan. Naruto could see it well from his position. �True
change cannot be made if it is bound by laws and limitation, prediction and
imagination�.
The blond could not understand what
he was talking about. Honestly, it really did look like this young Itachi hated
his clan. And yet�
�Your ideals are useless for a shinobi. As long as you keep thinking
this, you will never get truly strong. Konoha hates you, it will never allow
you to reach the position you seem to want so much. If you become strong, they
will fear you. If you get weak, they will call you useless. If you hesitate,
you will be killed, if you have no hesitation they will call you monster twice
as much. And if you become the shinobi you want to be, they will kill you
�because you will be a threat to them�.
What Itachi said to him, what Itachi
was saying now�
It was the same. It felt the same.
Itachi was truly disgusted by such ideals, or at least that was what he said;
as if emotions caused people to waver. As if emotions made people weaker.
And yet Naruto knew it was not like
this. Emotions made him stronger. Wanting to take Sasuke back made Naruto get
stronger.
The need to be on par with him� the
need to be respected, appreciated
�seen as equal�
This made Naruto who he was.
And yet, Naruto could see something was
different.
Maybe it was different.
�What arrogance!� one of the older
men hissed in distaste.
The guy dressed as Jounin kneeled
next to the other two men, helping them up. �Enough already!� he yelled, trying
to look imposing on the teen. �If you continue this nonsense, we will have to
take you to jail!�
There was a sudden chakra flare from
three of the four men, and Naruto had the distinct impression they had
activated their Sharingan as well. �So what now?!�
�We can�t put up with you anymore!�
the man with the longer hair growled, furious. �Captain� please order an
arrest!�
Naruto leaned forwards a bit, eyes
wide�
�Stop, nii�san!�
Naruto jumped, startled by the
sudden intervention of young Sasuke, who had moved forwards from his hiding
position, behind a wall, and had yelled out, tears in his eyes.
Naruto noticed it then �Itachi
flinched slightly, and whereas he�d been about to glare back to the three men,
he suddenly changed, shoulders dropping low, eyes falling on the ground, body
tense.
And then, he did something no one
watching had expected �he fell on the floor on his knees in a contrite
position, hands in front of him, and bowed.
�It is not me who has killed Shisui�
he stated, his voice mellowed out from the previous hate�filled tone. �But for
the words I have spoken, I am deeply sorry�.
Why this radically, sudden change?
Why Sasuke�s appearance made Itachi
take back his words so deeply?
The Jounin stared in shock at the
teen, eyes unreadable, then the fight apparently washed away from him,
shoulders sagging down. �Lately�� he started, attracting the attention of the
three at his side. �He has been busy with missions from the ANBU and has been
worn out�.
�Captain!� the long haired man
yelled, surprised at the change in his commander�s attitude.
�The ANBU is a battalion under
Hokage�s direct authority� even us police forces cannot arrest them without an
official order� the man replied, stiff.
Naruto was surprised. Konoha once
had� a police force? The Uchiha?
�Besides,� the Jounin continued �I
will look over my son with full responsibility�.
�What?!� Naruto yelled, gasping and
slapping his hands on his mouth, hiding behind the tree once more, cursing
himself for his reactions.
So the Jounin was� Itachi�s father?
Itachi and Sasuke�s? Naruto peered back at the group, watching the man closely.
He did look a bit like Itachi, but
not overly so.
�Please� the man stated, lowering
his own gaze from the others.
�Captain��
The men relaxed (barely) but
accepted the man�s decision and backed off.
�Itachi, let�s go back in� his
father stated, coolly, trying to grasp some sort of control back.
Naruto observed the still kneeling
Itachi, and how his body tensed up, Sharingan flaring back to life, when he
looked at his retreating father and Sasuke, who was looking back at him with
wide eyes and trembling hands.
He felt this had been important, and
yet� he could not understand it.
The teen finally stood up, body
tense, eyes shifting back to their dark, black colour, and the three men moved
away, growling, as he turned his back to them and followed his father inside.
�I wonder� I�m glad I followed Sasuke�s trail, so I could see this and
yet� what does this mean? Should I ask Itachi about his family?� he sighed deeply pressing his back
to the trunk. �Why does it feel like�
Itachi�s words now have not the same meaning as those he said to me?�
He shook his head and moved from his
position, wanting to follow Itachi and Sasuke inside the house; maybe he could
get to know something more, and understand� besides, he had still some time
before he would have to go back in the room Itachi and he were using.
Everything happened in a blur then
�he felt a hand curl around his throat, sliding upwards to press against his
mouth, and another block his arms in a deadly grip, and a second later he was
slammed against the tree�s trunk, painfully aware he�d been caught.
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