A/N: Mi Third Storii On Buh Mi First Based Solely On Itachi and His Life n Stuff... Coz I'm Kinda Writing His Thoughts I Had To Beef Up My Vocab lol I Imagine Him Speaking Like A Scholar... Odd... But Anyway Ere It Is.

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Prologue

His shallow footsteps registered no sound in the stony hallway

His shallow footsteps registered no sound in the stony hallway. His body was somewhat stressed and tired from another mission to the Fire country. Such days like this bored him mentally as nothing was worth thinking about anymore. His existence, what was he alive for? What was he living for anymore?

He reached his room, sighing audibly; he turned the knob, opened it and walked through. Shutting the door firmly behind him, he shed his cloak and walked through to the bathroom to freshen up. Five minutes later, he came out in long black shorts and a loose black t-shirt. He arrived in front of his closet; he opened it and spread apart the clothes on their hangers creating a space. Bringing his hands together and dispelled the genjutsu, "KAI".

A small poof and a second door appeared, it was much smaller than the closet's opening. Opening it, he reached around and pulled out a small black box. He sat cross – legged on the floor of his closet and opened the small container. Inside were three pictures, that he thought defined his life.

The first one depicted a younger version of himself. There was no ponytail or long bangs to cover his eyes, and no deep crossed Konoha forehead protector. His eyes were a deep and dark brown instead of the fiery red people knew him for. He sat on his mother's knee and an innocent childlike smile on his face. 'My innocence and naivety. I knew nothing of the world's truths'.

The second picture showing him much older, his bangs and forehead protector (not cut across) present, however, he was standing with a mini version of himself. Sasuke. Sasuke's eyes were shining with mirth as he looked up at his brother with such respect and such admiration. 'What I left behind'.

The third picture showed him as a chunnin, his arms were folded in a gruff demeanour but contrary to that he was smiling at the person tugging on his arms. She was tugging on his arm playfully, smiling at the camera. Her eyes full of life and such a content happiness that he knew he, himself, could never understand. The grin was daft as well as lopsided but it still made him smile. Her hazel coloured bangs partially covered her eyes. They were unevenly cut. 'She always complained but never got anything done.' The picture brought back many memories. 'If people believe I'm crazy or somewhat mentally disturbed then she was definitely my single line to sanity'. She was what could have been. 'But the higher powers of Konoha thought it necessary to rid Konoha of her' His thoughts turned bitter as remembered his last few days with her. 'Too short, would it be too late to say I miss you? Even though you must be dead by now'. A look of bitterness contorted his features.

Memories ran through his mind - his childhood, his earlier teenage years and her.

'No one seems to understand how I could have gone this far. I have acquired the highest version of my kekkai genkai, something that hasn't been seen for half a century in the history of my family. I have annihilated my 'clan' save for one and am now trying to capture possibly one of Konoha's most promising ninjas in the search to destroy them. And of course, no one understands my decisions, my choices and the life I lead. So maybe it is time I verged into my reasons and why I'm at this point so many years later. This is my life – in my own words.'

Ders Mi Lil' Taster.

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