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Itachi walked silently next to Kisame without making a sound. The moon was full and the air was groggy and dense. A late afternoon shower had given this land its wet, marsh like state and since the sun was setting the area wouldn't clear up anytime soon.

Itachi ignored the bristle of his skin as the wind blew against him through his open cloak, if it wasn't for his icy and ignorant ego he would have been a Popsicle by then. Kisame on the other hand had no problem showing he was cold. His body shook with great might and icicles were practically hanging from the tip of his nose.

The two Akatsuki members were on an assassination mission in the Tea country. They were ordered to put the spoiled son of a governor out of his misery at the New Marks Ball near the border located between Tea and Fire. They would have put off the mission based on the weather, but they were only a few miles away from their destination so the two decided to continue on after a wordless discussion.

It was half an hour later that they reached a lively building with sparking lights, and clear crystal fountains. The courtyard was crowded with rich dwellers gossiping about the Governors arranged marriage between his son and the Leader of the Tea country's Daughter. Pein, known as Leader, had been asked for an assassination on the Governors son, for client had been jealous that the Governors Son had been chosen instead of his own.

Itachi rather didn't care what the mission was, though. Get in, Kill a few people, get out. That's all he needed to do. He didn't care what the Clients reason for the assassination was, he would do it. Kisame had argued with Pein over the fact that the Client should just ask one of the Great Nations for help. Kazuku had then come in and explained again why they took these useless missions.

Pushing past the guards the two transformed into a wealthy Land Lord Kiske (Kisame) and the Land Lords Wife Izumi (Itachi). They entered the grand Building to be welcomed by all, and the two sat down in the farthest corner of the room waiting for the festives to begin.

Apparently, there really was a Kiske and Izumi but they had called in that there was a chance that they wouldn't make it. Having not confirmed that they wouldn't come, the two Missing-Nin had gotten in without breaking a sweat. The only trouble the Ball had possibly held for them was the Anbu from Mist scattered around in the shadows.

After about 15 minutes Itachi had figured out all their shifts and that the Anbu positions changed every 10 minutes. There was also a complete total of 19 Anbu scattered about the great Hall, and One Anbu standing guard near the Governor.

All in all, this Mission would play smoothly. Well, that's what they thought.

xX-Xx

A Short woman with dark green hair in a long ponytail with a mix of violet and pink eyes pulled a coyote Anbu mask over her face as she ran at amazing speeds through the woods. She would disguise herself as an Anbu to infiltrate the New Marks Ball and kill the Leader of the Tea Country's Daughter, Sukomei.

The woman dressed in a long White Kimono worn only by the head of Anbu Corps designated to the rights of being able to drop into any mission they wanted to. She had planned the whole night out perfectly, and her plans never failed. That's why she was sent as a loner onto all of her missions, because she did so well on her own.

She detested the thought of working in a team. After the catastrophe of her Gennin team years ago, teams seemed to be pointless. Her team had ended itself before it even began and when it did, it only fell into even more pieces. Nothing would change what had happened and she would never forgive her teammates for doing what they did to her.

Never.

Slipping from the trees the young woman ran up the side of the buildings over walls and landed firmly on the roof. The Mist Anbu took a fighting stance but quickly dropped it seeing who it was. They bowed.

"Leader-sama, we have been successful through the night in protecting the client. All is running smoothly." The Possum Anbu spoke, emotionless. The Woman nodded her head and the Anbu once again dispersed to take their posts, unsuspecting of what was going to take place tonight.

As soon as they were gone, the woman smirked beneath her mask. "Imbeciles. I'm amazed at who they accept as Anbu these days. They use to be a lot stronger and smarter. Oh well, The Great nations have always been weak and that's only an advantage to people like me"

As soon as those words left her mouth the woman in the Coyote Mask dispelled herself into the shadows and made her way through the building and into the great hall, unnoticed. She stood up-side-down in the shadows of the ceiling waiting for the time to strike, complete oblivious to the oncoming events.

xX-Xx

I properly dressed man in a fine Suit, with Dark Black hair and Chocolaty Brown eyes sat barely awake in a richly decorated chair waiting for the ceremony so he could go home and possibly try another attempt to escape. After that thought hit him he sighed in defeat.

He had tried once many times before, and almost all of them failed. After his first real close success one time when he was younger the guards had been paid overtime to watch over him.

The man cursed heavily at his dead mother in his head. Sure, he loved her but she was the one that brought him into this horrible life to start with. His mother was an Inuzuka from the Land of Fire. She had been born and raised as an Inuzuka and had fallen in love with his father when he visited from the Tea Country.

Her parents had forbidden her from seeing him because they saw what he was really up to. He wanted to marry an Inuzuka and force the entire clan to move to the Tea Country in an attempt to make the small country a part of the Five Great Nations. His mother didn't listen and she ended up running away and giving birth to him. His mother died giving birth to him and the Inuzuka Clan refused to come and take him.

So this young man named Chanto Inumaru Inuzuka Bokonemsho ended up as just a tool to his father for an arranged marriage. Sure there were other things he could have done, become a ninja, tracking, sculpting, become a ninja... But no, He was instead forced to marry.

Sure, Chanto had been a Ninja for about a year in Konoha. But that turned out horribly and his team fell apart. The only remnants of his Team were him and his teammate who he only got news of when his team mate was in the area. The only reason he got these notices were because his teammate was a Missing Nin and the news he reports he received about him were really Warning Messages.

Chanto Blinked and sat up straight when he realized his father had silenced the Audience. The crowds stirred before his arranged bride started to walk down the walkway with her father. It wasn't exactly a wedding; it was a more of a ceremony before the wedding binding them together.

Chanto slowly slipped down into his chair and crawled beneath it and crawled backwards. There was a slight kink in his back and it didn't do any good for his situation but he had to escape. He was just out from beneath the chair and out of sight when his Back met something warm and hard.

He looked up and smiled pathetically at the guard who picked him up and placed him in the chair like a child. He cringed softly at the fierceness of this man, for he the guard was obviously annoyed he had failed to notice he had practically thrown him into chair.

Chanto's gaze faltered downward in moping look and he pouted slightly. So that attempt had turned out a complete failure. But these days, all Chanto knew that was fate bound us in weird ways so he figured the only way to escape now was to have help. For moments right now, it was impossible to escape alone.

xX-Xx

"So Mirashi -squeak-, Why are you here -hick-??" an old drunkard asked speaking to his black haired friend. The blue eyed man smirked and swayed a little before gagging a little.

"I'm -hick- here for ... uh a friendz I guess. You Know... I thought I sensed ...gag one of my...-hick- old students... Catra or... Chalkra a -gurgle- few moments ago." The man gurgled out drunkenly. Both the men were dressed fancily, and it was hard to believe that these two men would get drunk at a formal party of the sorts.

A woman in her early 20's walked up to them wearing a uniform. She glared hard at them before pointing at the back door. "I would like to ask you to leave Sirs, this is not a Bar, and it's an engagement ceremony. And unless you're going to stop acting like a bunch of drunks, then you can show yourselves to the door."

Mirashi gurgled a bit before trying to smirk sexily at the woman. "Why -hick-m don't you come home with me, little miss. -snort- We don't have to hang around a place like -hick- this." The woman shook with anger then slapped him and stomped off. Mirashi rubbed his cheek and sighed turning back to his chubby friend, Ching.

Mirashi wiped the drool from his face and pushed his glass of beer away from him. "Maybe we should stop.. ur. It's a party.. and I'd really like at least a.. chance, if not as small one... with the ladies."

Chang shook his friend off and grabbed another beer. Sighing, Mirashi shivered a bit before stalking off. He walked drunkenly till he was on the other side of the ball room and searched for an empty table. Spotting one he started to go over to it. Practically tripping over his feet, he sat down in an empty seat at the table and looked around.

Everyone was conversing with family members, teammates, husbands, and wives and he was stuck all alone with nobody to chat with. How sad, everyone had someone, but he... well he lost all of his someone's ages ago.

He rested his head against the table and closed his eyes. He waited in that spot for about 2 hours, eventually becoming perfectly sober. Then he felt it.

Mirashi shot his head up and gasped. They were all here, all his somebody's and he doubted anyone of them knew it except for him. Stumbling out of his seat he followed the most recognizable trace of chalkra. To his surprise there his missing Student was, in royal attire pouting in his seat. Then Mirashi stumbled in the next direction to find the next familiar chalkra, and he found Itachi sitting with his Akatsuki comrade.

Finally Mirashi looked up and located the last familiar chalkra of his old students, and sure enough there his supposedly dead student was. Hiding in the shadows as a Mist Anbu Black OPs was his last student Yoruki. Mirashi fell to his knees ad fell into tears. They couldn't be real could they??

Was it possible that maybe Konoha Team 13 had another Chance??

xX-Xx

Itachi was getting restless, it was only then did he start to really look around. Rich Land Lords were chatting and offering off their children as brides and grooms, Maids, and waitresses were taking food orders and cleaning while others quickly stuffed down the food. Itachi's eyes turned to slits.

In the center of the ballroom was an oddly familiar man with short black hair wearing a tuxedo. He was gasping in tears on the floor and many concerned waitresses were surrounding him. the other guests could care less what had happened to this man so they just carried on with their nifty conversations (Danielle: Omg!! I just made Itachi say Nifty!!)

Itachi was about to go walk over to the man to get a closer look when he felt a calloused hand on his shoulder. The obvious Bride to the man they were suppose to Assassinate was walking down a red carpet wearing a frilly pink dress and thousands of hair ornaments. Itachi cringed slightly when he got a good look at her face. she was hideous. He felt sorry for the man for a brief fourth of a second before his concern lifted away.

I mean, at least that ugly wench was HIS problem.

Itachi nodded to Kisame and they released the Genjutsu they had put on themselves. The two silently padded over to the guard who was facing the other way. This was going to be easy.

xX-Xx

The Coyote woman quickly sped away from the shadows as soon as she saw the maiden start prancing down the long red carpet. The other Anbu noticed her actions but quickly took fighting stances ready to defend the Lords Daughter like they presumed Coyote woman was doing.

Instead they got one heck of a surprise when she pulled out three Kunai and a senbon needle and descended to the floor in front of the hideous maiden.

The crowd gasped and the woman smirked behind her mask. Too easy.

One strike, thats all it took.

Sukomei was dead within milliseconds from the kunai embedded in her body and the acid that leaked in her blood stream with it. Her lifeless body fell limp to the floor as blood spilled around her along with acid poison. The Coyote Woman had contaminated her kunai with Acid for a reason, so that the evidence would just burn away and it was like Sukomei never existed and that she was never there if anyone found out it was her.

The woman mentally gloated. The Perfect Scam completed flawlessly by the Perfect 21 year old Kunoichi. For even if someone did find out it was her they would be seen as crazy for in the Shinobi files she had been placed down as deceased. A small price to pay for someone like her, but it hurt her somewhat so.

After all, her so called teammates had never taken the time to see if she really had died on their last mission together.

But She guessed that was to be predicted. The filthy ingrates had shown that to be strong you must fight alone, if you mess up nobody is going to save you, and fight alone she did.

xX-Xx

Chanto's voice was caught in his throat, he could feel his insides practically bursting trying to scavenge and get as much air as they could, but he still refused to breathe. He may have hated that stupid woman he was being forced to marry, but she didn't refuse to die. nobody deserved to die like that.

Sukomei laid frozen on the empty floor, her blood surrounding her. His breathed hitched in his throat again as the memories hit him. He could picture her, bleeding all over the floor, her limbs scattered everywhere. He could picture the pleading smile on her face, an everlasting picture of what he last saw what she looked like.

Chanto fell to his knees as his face reddened. He start to gag catching the eyes of the guests and guards. They tried to aid him but it wasn't working. Tears slipped from his eyes as he stared harder at floor gasping for air. It was his fault she was dead, he should have tried harder, better yet he should have never let her stay behind no matter what.

The people around him were pushed off and Chanto saw a pair of feet in front of him. Looking up he almost died from disbelief.

"W-Weasel-teme"

xX-Xx

Itachi smirked down as the man whimpered below him. The fool had probably never seen someone die before.

"W-Weasel-teme..."

Itachi's brows furrowed. He hadn't been called that name in many many years. And only one person had ever ever called the Uchiha Itachi that name.

"Well if it isn't little Uchiha Prodigy and Dog boy. I was absolutely sure you were dead, but I guess that was another slight mistake I've made." Itachi averted his gaze to the green haired Anbu impostor. The woman had confirmed his suspicions, the man he was suppose to eliminate was Chanto, or as he had been pretending to be in the first few years Itachi had known him, Inumaru Inuzuka.

The woman strutted swiftly past him and her hair blew slightly in his face. This woman was obviously no threat at the moment, for if she was the Shadow clones she had created to eliminate the Anbu from the mist would have attacked him by now. Itachi glanced slightly at Kisame and confirmed that he had absolutely no idea at what was going on.

Itachi was also sure that the woman intended to leave quickly without any trouble from him. But Itachi was definitely not going to let that happen.

"It's not exactly proper to know ones name with out them knowing your name in return." Itachi smirked slightly as she ceased her feminine walk and glanced over her back.

"You know who I am Itachi." She yelled over her shoulder and waving him off. Itachi glared, no one had ever defied him as such before. How was this Woman any different? What was stopping him from killing her right now. Itachi's eyes widened a small fraction as the next words slipped from the womans Rosy lips.

"You just think I died a long long time ago and... Never bothered to check."

And with so many other nights before, Itachi was hit with a bunch of lost memories from his past. All the answers in his mind cleared up and all that was left was the cold hard truth. The truth about...

Itachi's Lost Genin Years.

So thats the end of the prologue. I hope you guys are looking forward to the start of the story.

Rainbows and Raindrops.