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Ibiki returned to the small room. His senses were stirred by the scent of blood. He looked to the blonde. His body was two shades paler than before. Cuts streamed from his shoulders to his fingers. Blood dripped from every wound. His face was bruised and his hair had looked like it had been pulled in every direction. “Has he agreed yet?” Both ninja didn’t meet Ibiki’s eyes. “Did he!?”
“N…no,” a struggling voice croaked. “I told them that they’d have to capture someone else. I’m not giving into your wants! I’d rather die!” Ibiki nodded.
“So be it. Maybe when Itachi finally decides to return home, we’ll get it out of him. His conditions will be more on the lines of, if he talks you can live and he dies. If he doesn’t, you die and he lives in prison for his remaining years.” Deidara growled and tried to struggle out of his bonds. Pain seared from his wrists. The tortured blonde groaned in pain. ‘Itachi, please don’t come looking for me.’
Itachi walked through the gates of Konoha undetected. People went about their daily lives under the warm sun. Itachi walked through the crowded streets of the market place as vendors loudly announced their products, all claiming that theirs was the best in town.
“You sir! I’ll bet you have a lovely girl waiting back home for you. We have the finest handmade jewelry in all the country! And for you sir, we'll sell at a special price!” Itachi stared at the man for a moment. The vendor quickly recoiled behind his stand and gave an awkward laugh. Itachi continued walking to the Hokage Tower with a murderous intent burned into his black eyes. ‘That man looks, oddly familiar…’ the vendor thought to himself.
“Ugh!” Sakura slowly got out of her bed and made her way to the door. When she met the visitor’s eyes it felt as if her heart had stopped beating. “You’re…”
“Kakashi-sempai?” Kakashi turned to see Yamato standing five feet away from him.
“Tenzo? You’re going to catch a cold out here.”
“I know it’s not my real name and all, but I kind of like being called Yamato. And you’re the one who’s going to catch a cold Kakashi-sempai.”
“Right, sorry Yamato, old habits die hard.”
“You look troubled. Is there anything I can do?” Kakashi sighed.
“Do you think we made a mistake?” Thunder rumbled loudly in the sky, but neither ninja seemed to be startled by it.
“You did what’s best for the village, and possibly even the world! I don’t think it was a mistake.” Yamato moved to stand next to Kakashi. They both looked at the memorial stone and not at each other.
“Itachi’s going to be angry. He’ll kill everyone if need be.”
“We outnumber him. There’d be no way for him to win against the entire village.”
“He was able to win against the entire Uchiha clan.” The wind picked up making the rain feel like tiny spikes pricking the two ninja’s skin.
“They weren’t ready for the attack. We are! Our best shinobi are on standby waiting for him to appear! We can’t lose!”
“The storm is really picking up huh?” Kakashi looked to the sky. The clouds were black and lightening flashed every minute or so.
“Kakashi-sempai, you can’t change the past! What’s done is done! There’s no going back on it now!”
“What if we just released him?” The wind became so loud the two had to yell to hear each other.
“Then all of Akatsuki would attack the village! We have no choice but to continue on with what we have done and hope for the best!”
“People are going to die, you and I could possibly die. Last time Itachi came to the village looking for Naruto, he almost killed me, and his intent wasn’t to kill. He can’t be stopped!”
“Don’t give up hope Kakashi! Stop doubting the village and start believing in it! We can do this! We will do this! Now come on! We need to get to shelter!” Yamato shouted over the screeching wind and thunder. Kurenai appeared from a puff of smoke. Her hair was dripping wet and she looked worried.
“Kurenai? What happened?”
“The storm! Lightening struck The Academy. It’s on fire!” Yamato looked at Kakashi, waiting for him to give an order.
“Let’s put it out then.” The three dissapeared in puffs of smoke.
“What kind of storm is this?” Asuma yelled as he held a large hose pointed at The Academy.
“It’s not a tornado is it?” another ninja asked.
“No! It’s like a tropical storm of some kind!” Kurenai yelled. The flames spread quickly to another building. Ninjas ran as fast as they could into the burning building to make sure no one was stuck inside. “Kakashi! This is out of conrol! We can’t fight against nature this powerful!” Kakashi didn’t say anything. He closed his eyes and thought. He had learned water techniques when he fought Zabuza, but now he couldn’t seem to remember them. “Kakashi! Are you listening to me! It’s spreading faster than we can handle!” ‘What was it, come on what was it!’ Kakashi pictured Zabuza’s hands as they formed the seals. ‘Got it!’ Kakashi formed the hand seals swiftly. Two water dragons came crashing down onto the school putting out a large part of the fire.
“Way to go Kakashi! Just what I’d expect from my rival!” Guy proudly announced over the sounds of the storm. Kakashi sighed thankfully as he made a second round with the jutsu. The rest of the fire on the school was put out.
“Kakashi! The building over there needs to be put out quickly! If it doesn’t the fire’s going to spread to the electric tower!” a ninja anounced.
“Got it!”
“The latest report stated that mostly children were injured, but so far there have been no deaths.”
“Good. Let’s aim to keep it that way.”
“Tsunade-sama? Has anyone checked on the prisoner?” Shizune asked timidly.
“No. Why don’t you go see how he’s doing.”
“Yes ma’am!”
“Why didn’t they come back?” Deidara weakly asked.
“There was a big storm that started a fire in the village. It was hard to put it out. All ninja were needed to assist in extinguishing it.”
“Storm huh? Didn’t hear it.”
“Well, I was just checking up on you! I see you’re doing fine, so I’ll be on my way now! Bye!” Shizune hastily walked out of the room and up the stairs to the main floor. ‘He’s…very strange.’
Itachi came out of an alley as the storm finally dwindled down to just a light rain. He looked up at the Hokage Tower with his red eyes. ‘I’m going to kill everyone who has hurt you Deidara, don’t worry. I’m going to save you.’ He walked through the abandoned streets. Getting closer and closer to his destination. As he walked someone pulled on his long coat. He turned around with kunai in hand to see a small boy with a cut on his shoulder. “Mister! Please help me! I can’t find my mommy or daddy anywhere! I’m so scared and I just want my mommy and daddy!” Before Itachi could say anything his mind flashed back to a time he wished he could have forgotten. ‘Don’t kill me! I’m scared! Don’t kill me!’ Itachi blinked and saw his own brother standing before him with tears streaming down his face and that same cut on his shoulder. The one Itachi had given him so long ago. Another blink, his brother was gone. “Please mister! I’m scared!” Itachi placed the kunai back into his coat and offered the litle boy his hand. The tiny boy smiled and quickly cupped his small hand within Itachi’s. “Thank you, mister.”
Itachi couldn’t say anything. This boy, how could he trust someone so fully like this. He had no idea who Itachi was or what he was capable of! And yet, he was trusting Itachi with his life. Surely when they found the boy’s parents, Itachi would be exposed for who he really is and he’d be faced with having to fight more than he wanted to. But there was something about this boy that made him not care. ‘I feel, like he will be my redemption. And I will finally be forgiven for everything I have done.’
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