Disclaimer: I don't own ANYTHING... except Nakita. The other stuff belongs to other people... I'm just a tool XD the real author is Alan and he made Itasuske.

Itasuske

Age: 19

Looks: Has Itachi's build except no lines and his hair is collar length or maybe a little longer.

Background: Itasuske is a experiment made by Orochimaru and was abandoned. Over the years Itasuske trained himself and travels day after day with no where to go.

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He woke in the middle of the night. The same dream again. The pale man, laughing at his existence. He did not know why his "father" would do this, but he felt for certain that it was not to become a reality. Itasuske had wondered why he was created, why had he been chosen? He did not know all the answers, but he knew from the moment he was "born", this would be his mission.

The next day. Same as any other day. Same blasted sun beating down on him. Same birds chirping in the bushes. It felt, to a outsider, that it would be a normal day, but Itasuske knew better. In his gut, he knew today was going to be different. Though he didn't keep much on him, Itasuske did keep the basics on him. His clothes, which were a little big, but it still fit fine. His kunai, which he had found the day after his "father" had left him, which he swore that he would return, one way or another. Finally, his towel. No one knows why Itasuske always keeps a towel on his person.

He got up, dusted himself off, and started walking. Countless miles he had walked from the day he was abandoned, and he knew countless more lie ahead of him. While he was walking, he spotted a waterfall not to far from the road. So, being a practical person, he washed his clothes and himself in the waterfall. While doing this, though, he got the feeling that he was being watched. Carefully getting out and getting dressed, he quickly looked in the general direction of the feeling. He didn't see any person, but he did notice a large gathering of crows off in the distance.

"If nothing else, I could get something to eat tonight." he thought to himself. But when he got there, all the crows had flown away, and he found nothing but bird droppings. Damn, he cursed to himself. Then, a crow landed on his shoulder. He tried to catch it, but every time he even thought to reach for the bird, it just flew to the other shoulder. "Fine, you filthy bird, have it your way." He kept going along the road, finding nothing else exciting until he happened across a small inn/farm.

As he approached the farm, he spotted three people inside. Most likely the farm owner and his family. So he went inside. Immediately the innkeeper noticed the child with a crow on his shoulder.

"Good afternoon, are you lost, little boy?" "Little? By your reckoning, I look about 15 or 16, do I not?" The innkeeper was startled by the young man's response. "Why, yes, you do look about 16, what can I do for you? Are you lost?" The innkeeper was like the Kind, old Uncle that every kid wanted. He was also quite large. "Lost? I have been by myself for so long, I feel like I can no longer become lost." Again, a startling glimpse of Itasuske's inner personality left the innkeeper off balance. "Well, I can see you have no money, but I guess you can stay here for one night if you wish. Business is slow this time of year, anyway. Why do you have a crow on your shoulder?" Itasuske looked straight at the innkeeper, "Because I can't get it off." The innkeeper, upon looking at Itasuske's eyes, did a double take. One eye was black, while the other was gray. "So, do you want a room?" the innkeeper said awkwardly. "Yes, that would be most kind of you." Itasuske said pleasantly. "Ok, let me show you to your room then."

His room was just that, a room. It had a bed, running water, and a small table on which he could make notes. As Itasuske set himself down on his bed, the crow on his shoulder left and perched himself on the windowsill.

"Are you on me for a reason?" Itasuske thought he was stupid, talking to a bird with a brain the size of a peanut. The bird seemed to say, "Yep". That woke Itasuske up. "You can talk?" "No" The bird squawked. "Then you answer yes/no questions?" "Yep" Incredible! A pinhead bird that could answer questions! Itasuske then smelled soup that smelled as tasteful as anything he could imagine. He bolted downstairs, and found a large pot of something. He didn't even ask. He dug into that soup and before he knew what he was doing, had consumed the whole thing.

The innkeeper smiled, he liked this young man. As he was finishing the cleaning, he said, "What is your name, young man?"

Itasuske looked up, "Me? Itasuske." As he said the name, the innkeeper froze. THAT was the reason for the two-tone eyes. He was that THING that Orochimaru had created. The innkeeper then turned around, not so jolly anymore. "If I could please ask you to leave."

Itasuske looked confused. "But why?"

The innkeeper looked genuinely sad. "I am sorry, but I can't have you here, for it is not safe for my family. Now, please, leave." Itasuske had heard this one before. Always the same, they look at you funny, then they ask you to leave. So he got his stuff, and he left the cottage the same as he had come. But this time, something different did happen. The innkeeper, before he had left, put some sticks of non-perishable meat in his towel. Silently, Itasuske thanked the innkeeper, and traveled a little ways to a sheltered spot, then laid down and went to bed. The crow was watching the whole time.

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That damned bird woke him when morning came. If the bird was smart enough for faux speak, then shouldn't it be smart enough to not wake him? He knew that he had to get up, though. Another day, another trudge through this life. He got up and dusted himself off, then set out on the road again. On the way through him getting ready, though, he still had the feeling that someone was watching. When he looked in the direction, though, all he could see were the same crows as before. Oh well, so much for someone stalking him.

He was tired from walking and finding nothing. As he passed on the road, people did pass by, but they all threw him strange and dirty looks. He did not know why they were doing this to him, what had he done? He went to sit and take a load off, when a man in a strange hat passed.

"Are you Itasuske?" the man asked. This traveler, by the looks of him, was too well armed to be a simple person. "What if I am?" he looked straight into the man's eyes. "You ARE him!" As quickly as he had said this, a sword had flashed and was about to cut off Itasuske's head. Itasuske himself could only think of one thing as the sword came rushing to him. "Why me?" The sword was about to make contact with Itasuske's neck, but fate had a different plan for Itasuske.

Not even thinking, Itasuske ducked under the man's sword, and quickly delivered a crushing blow to the man's midsection. The man doubled over, winded by the boy's surprise attack. But it was not enough to knock him out. The man took off his travelers' clothing to reveal a samurai type of clothing. "I have been sent to kill you, young Itasuske, so prepare yourself."

The man came rushing at Itasuske, knowing that the hit that the boy had landed was a fluke. To Itasuske, though, the world seemed different. It seemed to him that he could see everything, even inside the man who was trying to kill him. Itasuske saw the oncoming man, and then saw his beating heart. He then aimed his palm right at the man's heart. Not knowing that Itasuske had the Byakugan, he simply thought the kid was holding a hand up in defense. The assassin the dropped to the floor, his heart stopped. Itasuske didn't even know what he had done, but saw the man slump over, no longer breathing.

Overwhelmed by what he had just done, Itasuske ran. He just kept running and running. Trying to out run the fact that he had just killed a person. He knew he was only defending himself, but he had no control over what had just happened. That was what scared him the most. Then, when he was exhausted from all the running and thinking he had done, he got into a shaded corner, trying not to think about what had happened. The crow had never left his side. He went to sleep for a little, until things settled down in his head.

He awoke when he thought he had just heard something. He got up, and looked both left and right, finding nothing. Then, a girl about his age popped up right in front of his face. "Hi!" she said as he reeled in surprise. "Who in the world are you? Where did you came from? Why are you here? What do you want?" Itasuske said this in about 2 seconds.

"Dude, chill. I'm not here to hurt you!" This girl, though he had never met her, seemed familiar. She had pale skin, and eyes like a reptile. "Sorry, I just am a little jumpy. My day has not been a good one." "Ooh, poor whittle baby need a bwanket? Say, what is up with your eyes?" She seemed good enough, even though that last comment set him in a weird mood. "My eyes? I don't know, what is up with yours?" She climbed the nearest tree. "I was born with them, and it freaks people out. Do yours?" "Yeah, every time a person looks at my eyes, the either run away or kick me out of wherever I'm staying at that point." Wow, a person who finally understood his dilemma! Itasuske was liking this girl more and more each passing second. "Say, what are you doing all the way out here? Don't you have your own home?" The girl smiled, something that no other person had done to him, ever. "No, well yes, I do have a home. What about you? You have a place to go to?" Itasuske looked down, remembering what his old home was like. "Not a good place, huh?" "You can read my mind?" Itasuske looked stunned, no one had done that before! She looked at him in a semi-curious way. "Sometimes." "Well, yeah, my place to stay is not good, and very far away." She was still smiling, something he immensely enjoyed. "That's ok, I live by myself, so you can come with me!" After that, she started running in a northern direction. He followed.

As they approached the small cottage, the girl paused. "My name is Nakita, what is yours?" Itasuske paused. Every time he had mentioned his name, people started acting differently. "My name is...Itasuske." After saying that, he braced himself for the worst. "Itasuske, huh? Nice name. Ok, I do have two rooms. I get my bedroom, but you get the study room. Is that good for you?" Good, he thought, good? This was great! Nothing could be better. "Yes, that will be excellent!" Itasuske went into the house, and found a place to sleep. Now he knew what hospitality was, and he knew what friendship was, He slept the best he had done in weeks.