Okay. So, this if the first of my fan fictions that I've transferred over. I don't want anybody to report me, so I'm going to state this: If my name isn't enough proof (for those who've known me as an author longer) I am Maelza AKA the old petite-neko. PM that account if you want proof, and you can even do a 'complete this sentence' if you want. I've renamed it because I didn't like the old name. As in the previously posted (and now removed) story, I will be updating two chapters or three if I decide to choose Madara's perspective on the matter.

Warnings: Possible OoCness, AU, and perhaps Uchicest for later chapters. It's still undecided eheh n.n; (Might be MadaIta or ItaSasu or both or even none)

PS: A beta would be nice ;)

Prequel: Sentence

Impossibility clashes with reality. In the ninja world, missions weren't always moral, missions weren't always righteous. But that was the job of the ANBU, and they always were informed of these certain facts. Mentality always challenged the body. And currently, Uchiha Itachi was in this state.

His mission, oh he knew of it for quite awhile. He knew he had to stay loyal to his village, but could his loyalty run this deep? No, it couldn't. Blood was always stronger than an oath one lived by their entire life. But that didn't mean he would disobey the Counsel, Danzo or the Sandiame Hokage. This mission wasn't right, yet at the same time it wasn't wrong, it was bordering on the line, a wind blowing it as it struggled to remain balanced. So many strikes were for and against it. Did everyone deserve to die? Perhaps not. Was it righteous to even murder them? Maybe; but they definitely deserved to be punished. But there was an undeniable fact against them. Did Itachi deserve to be blackmailed?

Certainly not.

Now, as he stood atop the entrance to the compound, was the final deciding moment. Would he betray his clan or his village?

That option was obvious.

Blackmail was the deciding factor and Itachi jumped into action. He slaughtered his kin, children and elders. He was on automatic. Nobody knew who was involved in this coup d'état, nobody knew who knew. The streets were littered with corpses of the old and the new. But, in the front of Itachi's mind, was his little brother. Sasuke.

Itachi knew what he was capable of – and that was a broad variety of things. There was one thing, however, that he definitely could not do. He couldn't, regardless of everything. His extended family, he could – and had – kill them, his parents… well he had to kill his father… he could kill his mother too... though that might be a bit difficult. It all came down to his innocent little brother. How could he kill somebody so naive? Somebody so pure and adorable, somebody who shared the same blood as he? He could not kill Sasuke. It would be like killing himself.

Itachi thought that as he entered his own house. For a fraction of a second, Itachi's mask broke and he glanced down, relaxing slightly at the lack of his little brother's shoes. Then, his face hardened again as he made his way to his parents' room.

Itachi knew that, as soon as he entered the room that held the final two Uchiha, his brother was in the vicinity. As Fugaku's body collapsed poetically atop his wife's, Itachi wished that he brought his ANBU mask. Sasuke barged into the room, obvious terrified, obviously angry, sad, and he obviously saw Itachi.

"Aniki!!! Okaa-san and Otou-san are!!"

Shing. Thunk. Cut. Itachi felt the cutting sensation of the blade, but not in the way his brother had. To physically cause harm to his beloved brother. To show the horrific events, to lie. It was almost impossible to run on automatic now, after he ruined Sasuke's innocence. As Sasuke ran from him, the fear now taking a physical, visible affect, it was getting to too much. It was too hard to keep up his act. But, he only had a little more to go.

After Itachi shed a tear, after he fled, his little brother finally collapsed. Itachi stared at Sasuke. The boy was so young, so… helpless. Could he walk away? Could he keep up this act now that everything was finished? Could he really leave Sasuke to suffer so greatly? Could he allow Sasuke to 'avenge' their clan? No, he could not leave his brother in the hands on Konoha. But… would Madara accept that? Would he personally kill Sasuke? No, Itachi wouldn't let him. He walked up, lifting Sasuke's limp, light form up and onto his back. He made a mental note to feed Sasuke some more.

"Was it not agreed that you would kill everybody?" Madara asked him, after Itachi met him at Nakano shrine. He noticed the young Uchiha on Itachi's back. His voice was tainted with disappointment and annoyance.

Itachi glared at his sensei, "He knows nothing." It was true; Sasuke knew nothing in comparison to he, who knew everything. Sasuke was innocent, left out in the cold from the coup d'état.

Madara continued to glare at Itachi through the one hole that granted him vision to the outside world. "If he proves to be a nuisance…" the warning was clear, the unspoken message hanging in the air, 'he will be disposed of'.

"He won't." Itachi spoke with confidence. He couldn't let Madara lay a hand on the boy.