Omg!!! It's here! The first chater of my first fanfiction on this site. I hope you enjoy it!!! I sure enjoyed writing it!!! Thank you my awesome editer kristineX3 forhelping me out!!! Your support and and everything! I feel completely like a fanfuction writer now!!! Whoot! My fandom is complete.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto..NOOO Or I would be siting in an awesome fluffy chair and drinking cola with guys massaging me XD...Unfortunately I'm not...TT


"You never understood my true intensions,"

Blue sky crumbled and roared under the rain. Droplets of god's tears swiftly fell down, splashing on a young man while doing so. But this man could care less about the falling rain; he had more on his mind. Slowly He looked up at the dark sky and saw a flash of lightning. Rain drops splashed down on his face and forced him to close his eyes. Each droplet fell like a knife cutting away at his flesh. With each droplet, more and more memories came flowing back to him. He twitched as the rain hit his eyelids. Splatters of crimson and scarlet formed in his thoughts and he began to shudder. Memories started to overwhelm him and Itachi hunched down. He held his arms around himself against the stinging chill. But he knew it wasn't the weather; it was his own guilt.

"No. I-I wasn't supposed to.., I-I…I didn't mean it like that…"

Itachi was all scrambled up inside when he first reached the Akatsuki. And when he became a member; he was even more unstable than ever before. Itachi, the eldest son of Captain Uchiha Fugaku and Uchiha Mikoto was known to be a great Ninja. He was as his father said the "pipe" that connected the clan to his village. But his father regrets ever thinking that. Just after half a year of becoming an ANBU, Itachi started to act strange. But has anyone cared to know why he acted strange? Yes people wondered, but did they care about the reason? Itachi killed his clan at the age of 13 and kept his brother alive, telling him that if he wanted to kill him, he must spend his life hating him and acquire the Mangekyo Sharingan. Everyone was angry at Itachi; they hated him for what he did. Saying how heartless he was.

Itachi walked away from the fallen tears and headed in the direction of his destination. A bitter smile reached his lip but he quickly bit it away. What was he thinking? He was a criminal now. That was all that matters. Shinobi must kill their own hearts and fight in the shinobi way. They must do whatever it takes to fulfill their mission. And right now, Itachi's mission was to gather the last Jinchuuriki in his hands and bring him back to their hideout.

"There's nothing more for me to do except wait…"

"Pitter, Patter, Pitter, Patter…" He strolled down the hill, his feet soaking in the damp ground. Itachi was devoured in his own daze. Water bounced up and down from the ground with each motion of his feet. Itachi looked up and found him standing at the entrance of the Akatsuki lair. Water dangled from each strand of hair as Itachi lifted his head up to face the moving figures inside. Frustration, anger and memories of solitude came rushing back to him as he thought about the night where everything seemed to freeze. "Damn bastard." he swore, under his breath. Itachi lowered his gaze to the floor and sighed as he began again. "What… what really came over me on that night? Was I… Was I really that fixed on joining the Akatsuki? So fixed that I killed my parents with no hesitation?" Itachi tried to think back on that night as hard as he could. But he couldn't seem to find the image of his parents dying by his hands. On that night, Itachi realized as he looked down on the two pale bodies that he had killed his parents.

"But…How?"

And at that very time, the only thought that came to his mind was. "I didn't do it!" But their bodies were right in front of him. And he knew, as he looked up at the bloody sword, that he had killed them. Lightning flashed on that rainy night. And lightning flashed again on this pouring day. Tears flowed softly down his pale cheeks as he walked to the gates of Konoha. He knew it was alright to cry. No one would see. No one cared anyways. The only person who ever truly was dear to him, he made him hate. He thought back to that night again…

Flashback

"What? What is this?" Itachi quickly observed the room and found two dead bodies on the ground by his feet. "What?" He thought aloud again. His gaze slowly drifted up to reveal a sword covered in a thick crimson liquid. The first thought that came to Itachi's mind was, "What is this? How come they're dead?! I-I didn't kill them… Did I?" But he knew, even though his insides denied it. He knew it was true. And the second thing that came into his mind was, "I have to hide! I have to hide all evidence. It's because I didn't do it."

Tears cascaded down his pale cheeks and Itachi lifted his face up to face the cold window.

"No, No one must see this... If they do, I must…Hide the fact! Or, death…""

But Itachi couldn't bear the thought of dying. He knew, that even as strong as he seemed. His worst fear caused him to be a coward. Yes, his worst fear was dying. At that very moment, he heard a sound. Slowly his head turned to face the very thing he most feared. Standing in the doorway, was his beloved brother, trembling at the two bodies. "No,"

"SASUKE!"

Itachi wanted to run towards his little brother. He wanted to explain everything to him. He wanted to forget what had happened. But Itachi didn't want to be humiliated. He knew, that if he apologized, that would mean he had admitted defeat. He foolishly thought that if he apologized, everyone would know he had made a mistake. His clan's pride and honor had rubbed off and stained him.

"O-kaa-san! O-tou-san!" Sasuke cried out as he ran towards his parents. He hovered over them, trembling for a few moments, like he didn't believe that they were dead.

Itachi couldn't bear look at his brother like that. He slowly wiped away the tears that fell silently down his face and turned to face Sasuke directly. But he was too proud to care about what will happen to his sibling.

"They won't wake"

Slowly, thumping sounds of someone's footsteps echoed closer to Sasuke. Trembling, the poor boy looked up and gasped at the sight before him. Slowly but surely, the figures head turned into the moonlight and there stood his brother. They looked at each other in the eye, Itachi longing to tell him the truth and Sasuke longing for him to explain.

"O-nisan? O-nisan! Mom and dad… They were, they were… Why? Why?" asked Sasuke while trembling furiously. "Who could have…?"

"Sasuke… I only… I didn't…I-I deserve to die…"

Itachi watched his brother tearing himself apart and couldn't bear it any longer. What reason was there to tell him the truth? Itachi didn't care any more. He might as well lie to him. It's because everything that mattered was gone now. There was no point in living. Living on in guilt and sorrow wasn't worth it. He might as well be known as a great criminal. A man who assassinate his family at the age of thirteen. He would be a legend. Quick as a flash, Itachi threw a shuriken at Sasuke's shoulder, making a small cut appear on his arm. Sasuke gasp. "Foolish little brother, if you want to kill me. Then blame me, hate me. And live on in shame. Run, run, and cling desperately to life. Then one day, come before me with the same eyes as I bear now…" Itachi closed his eyes and slowly opened them again his face filled with regret. It didn't matter to him any more. He would live in guilt while his brother lived in shame.

"I hope, Sasuke. That you will punish me and give me what I deserve."

End of flashback

Itachi looked back at the Akatsuki lair and continued his way to Konoha, his mind crazy and ready to implode any second. Blameworthiness, dishonor, remorse, shame and sin filled him up from head to toe. He felt suffocating.


I know it's short!! Very short... This was actually suppose to be a one-shot story at first but it ended up too long to be! My editer said people wouldn't like a LONG story, but she's right. XD

I thought about this story alot, and have been planning it out for some time but never had the courage to actually write it. Until my awesome editer Kristine came along! THANK YOU!!! Would have never been able to do this or get a good start on without you!

Special thanks to KristineX3- Would have never been able to do this without her. She's awesome! So if you ever have a chance read her stories!