Okay, I'm writing this fanfiction on a complete whim, and because I don't think I can sleep if I don't.
I was reading over Kisaita fanfictions the other night and it dawned on me, I really hate it when Itachi is put all ooc-ness. I mean warnings would be nice, but ALMOST every frikin fic had Itachi as some wussy lil bitch, or a horny freako. Now I know anyone whose ever watched Naruto knows Itachi is a cold, blank faced, powerful man of doom, so what the hell?
However there were a few fics that had him exactly on key, they were flawless, but not enough for my tastes so Imma try my hand at writing stories, though I'm seriously new to it. I wrote like one other. But, ah, ranting…okay… oh, and in the beginning Itachi's only 14, but that'll change
Warnings: drug use, violence, rape, appearances by that freaky pale snake nin (~shivers~), um..and pretty much all the good stuff…oh oh and it's modern day, cuz I felt like it.
Reviews and stuff are welcome.
Chapter One: Is it wrong to just not give a damn?
Itachi could not remember the amount of times this scenario had been played out in his head. Though, he probably could if he tried. This is not the exact way he had seen it, he was sure that car had not been in the wrong and the extra passenger had not been accounted for. The heat, he had anticipated that. Most cars did ignite fires when they crashed so it was a possibility. The pain, of course it hurt, but with a slow intake of air into his raw lungs it subsided. First off, the seatbelt. With reserved precision he unfastened himself, and, at the same time, twisted his body into a crouch allowing gravity to help. Second, looking around at the carnage and completely ignoring the bloodied bodies of his family members, Itachi punched open a window. He easily dragging his haggled form out through the glass.
A familiar twinge of pain shot up his left leg as he tried to stand, and it was becoming hard for him to breathe. He had felt the same sensations enough to know he had several broken or fractured bones. Relaxing the pressure off his hurt leg he half hobbled to the street. The suv his dad had been driving had been t-boned by a car causing it to skid and do a few flips into the country side. The Uchiha glanced observantly at the car then back at his family's suv. He sighed shakily reaching into his jeans pocket for his cell phone. Flipping it open he proceeded to dial 911. After several rings a lady answered.
"911, what is your emergency?"
Itachi twitched his eyes widening ever so slightly at the sound of the suv exploding. He glanced over at the flames eyes relaxing, and with no haste or panic in his voice replied,
"I would like to report an accident."
It had taken over thirty-five minutes for the ambulances and cop cars to arrive. By then the flames had mostly died down and, after watching him struggle for a while, Itachi had helped a passenger out of the car. He instructed the paramedics to care for the young girl, but they had insisted on looking him over. He quickly warded them off with one of his deadly glares. Tugging his masses of clothing even more around himself he followed the ambulances that carried his family in one of the police cars. Itachi stayed quiet throughout the ride deciding not to grace the ever too kind officer with any replies or answers to his questions and heartfelt condolences. He scarcely heard what the man said; though he could probably repeat it word for word need he be asked to do so. Once he arrived at the hospital he waited in none other than the waiting room as the doctors worked dutifully on his relatives. He dozed off sometime within the third hour.
He was soon awakened by a surgeon, to whom he gave a rather rude glare as he straightened groggily and stood. It was then that the surgeon informed him of his little brother, sauske's, passing. He was also told that his mother and father had died earlier before him. The Uchiha's head flooded with the information and he knew he should feel sad, or angry, but he couldn't.
"There all dead," he murmured more to register it with himself.
"Yes," the surgeon replied thinking she had been asked, "I'm so sorry. Are there any relatives I can call for you? "
Itachi inhaled deeply. He knew he should be feeling something, but, he wasn't. Ignoring the surgeon's question and looking up at her he asked, no commanded.
"Let me see them".
The surgeon nodded and led him through a series of halls to the hospitals morgue. She pulled out the bodies of his only family members from the cooling containers. Itachi looked down at them, their bodies mangled from the wreck and the work the doctors had rushed through to try and save them. He stared into their cold peaceful, dead faces. First, his mom, then, his dad, then his little brother sasuke, He looked at them all for what seemed like hours, and felt nothing.
The surgeon, who had expected to see him break down in tears, was confused as much as she was awe struck. Not only had this child been through a terrible car accident, but he had lost his entire family as well, and he showed no emotion. His eyes didn't even flicker with an once of pain or remorse. Could it be that this fourteen year old boy just didn't give a damn?
It's been exactly three weeks to the day that Uchiha Itachi's family died in an unfortunate car crash. He's been allowed to live in his home until they can find a suitable orphanage for him, and today is the day he's going to bury his entire family. Tying the black and red plaid scarf around his neck, the raven haired boy glances into the mirror. Staring into the reflection of his blank face and black eyes he sighs. Itachi glances out the window into the graying sky.' Better bring an umbrella, seems even the sky is going to cry when I cannot.' The injuries from the car crash had been bandaged by one of the doctors at the hospital, and were mostly healed by now. Grabbing an umbrella from his closet Itachi heads out his room and down stairs. He opens the door and steps outside, then turns to lock it.
The Uchiha walks down the empty drivewayand begins the long trek to the cemetery.
Okay Okay., I know Kisame hasn't shown up yet, but I promise you he will.
This is just the first chapter, like an introduction and stuff.
This is a very drawn out story, if yer lookin for a short, smexy, one-shot tell me and I'll write ya one.