Notes: I had to read twilight again. Although... I enjoyed it. XD I fail at AUs – why the hell does it still have elements of canonverse?
Shisui POV.
Disclaimers: Masashi Kishimoto and Stephanie Meyer. Both of whom would be appalled.
TWILIGHT
Or the ItaShi Adaptation thereof.
I've never given much thought to how I would die – that would be indulgent – but even if I had, I would not have imagined it like this.
I arrived in Konoha without much fanfare – the fangirls they said would be waiting apparently defeated by the downpour. It's a large village under the constant cover of mist and rain – climate change, too many lightning and wind-jutsu's revving up the atmosphere – it looks like Ame, except less fashionable, more imposing. I spent missions here until I turned fourteen, when I was suddenly too good to be true, and it's here I exile myself now – the reason ultimately being involvement with a great plot to overturn the Mizukage and needing to go underground – to my great horror. Because Konoha sucks.
The Sandaime had been a sport about the whole thing. Mind you, he needed me. The Konoha ninja roster had a frightening total of three hundred fifty-seven individuals on it – some mentally imbalanced, most maladjusted – I was the shunshin from sundrenched Kirigakure, agile, competent, totally gorgeous. I expect they'd be falling all over me any day soon.
My first glimpse of the mission office and I was surprised – it was more pleasant than I expected, Konoha was secretly the butt of everyone's jokes regarding malevolence/vengeance, the same way Kumo was about airheadedness. The megalomaniacs were nowhere to be found.
It was then, in the lunchroom, trying to convince skeptic strangers that my hair just naturally fell that way – all sexy you know – that I first saw him.
He was chalky pale, young and boyish, very dark eyes and hallowed cheeks. Inhumanely beautiful or not, he totally creeped me out. He looked at me – stared , I tell you, stared – and acted so damn hostile I wondered if I little mundfucking with the doryoku was in order.
Uchiha Itachi, my reluctant guide explained boredly, not looking away from his porn, immediately assuming that I was interested. Psah. Intelligence Unit. Well~ you're lucky to catch him here. He usually takes lunch with his siblings.
Siblings? I prod, logically concluding that a guy like that may have some absolutely fine-looking sisters, who may always be interested.
There's Itachi and Uchiha Sasuke, and the Hyuugas, Neji, Hinata and Hanabi. Adopted of the medic-nin Tsunade. Kids are at the academy – you'll recognize them by the freaky eyes – and they all look like that, broken-doll-like, makes you want to molest –
Enough, Kakashi-sempai. I wasn't about to add paedophilia to my file.
As luck would have it, my first mission was assigned with Itachi. He was glaring me down again, like I'd massacred his entire family, fists tight and clenched, full of revulsion.
If he wanted to look like he was in pain, I'll show him pain. But I restrained myself. Honorable and good, that's me.
This was going to be a long year.
XDDD
ONE CHAPTER. THAT IS MY LIMIT. BELLAAAA, why do you grate on my nerves so?
Posted before I lose my nerve.