"He's dead. We're sorry"

(Are you really)

"The doctors tried everything they could;

It just wasn't enough"

(I'm sure they did)

Summary: He had to be going crazy. He was not joining a girl, who might not be completely sane, on a wild adventure. "So you coming" "when are we leaving" He just might not be sane either.

AN: Hey everyone. This is my first fanfiction (actually my second but the first one was a major FAIL)
Any way i got the idea for this when by best friend who LOVES watching Bollywood or Indian or whatever they're called movies.
Like I was saying she made me watch the movie and I found that I liked it and got the idea of what if that guy was Itachi and then the rest just followed.
Any ways for those who are interested the movie is Called Jab We Met
Disclaimer: If I owned either 'Jab We Met' Or 'Naruto' would I really even be on here. T.T

He looked around and saw that everyone had on sad and mournful expressions. He briefly wondered if his face held the same expression. He looks over at the coffin holding the body of his father. His death was so sudden no one realized what was happening until it was too late. He saw his younger brother clenching and unclenching his fists. He was especially distraught over their father's death. He was always ignored until a couple years earlier, when his father found that his once obedient older son was starting to rebel against his ideals. Sasuke, his younger brother was in a way his father's back up plan. They were really close when they were younger, but as their father's attention began to focus on him, Sasuke began to slowly hate his once adored older brother. He thought over that for a bit, and every time he finds himself wishing he reached out to his beloved younger brother. But he couldn't do it; he was trained to abandon human feelings to help him take care of his family's company without being too emotionally attached. So he let his younger brother grow through his hate and cut ties with him. He looks over at his mother. He observes how his once bright and glowing mother is reduced to a shell of her former self. She was the glue that kept their dysfunctional family together and to see her in such a state almost broke through his wall that guarded his emotions. He sighs, and looks at the sky and wonders how much longer the funeral will last.

After all he was a busy guy, and had places to be. He still had to pack for the last minute trip, that his father had planned to go on before his death. He had to be at the airport at seven tomorrow and it was about four right now giving him just enough time to pack, shower, and sleep.

He briefly wondered if he should just ask Sasuke to handle the company while he was gone, but then shook his head, Sasuke doesn't even look at him any more. He'll just have to leave him a note or message. Again he let his eyes drift over to what was left of his family, and for the hundredth time that day sighed. He could hear his relatives coming to express their condolences. He doesn't know whether to believe them or not, considering all the torment he had to go through because of them.

He felt his and best friend, Shisui, place a hand on his shoulder as if to remind him where he was. He turns to see Shisui with an ill befitting expression of sorrow on his usually cheerful face. He was supposed to be the one to accompany him to the station tomorrow.

"Hey, you OK?" "How do you define 'ok'?"

"Yea, that was a stupid question. Anyway have you finished packing yet. Your departure is pretty early."

"hn."

He had to go all the way to London to speak to his father's colleagues about how the company would now operate. The worst part was that his flight was to Liverpool, and from there, he would travel to London by train. His father was planning a conference there before going to London. He sighed yet again. 'This is going to be a long trip.'

~~Fate's Journey~~~~Fate's Journey~~~~Fate's Journey~~~~Fate's Journey~~~~Fate's Journey~~~~Fate's Journey~~~~Fate's Journey~~~~Fate's Journey~~~~Fate's Journey~~

Akari's POV:

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I'M GONNA BE LATE. MANN WHY DOES THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME?" I screamed as I jumped out of bed and tried to brush my teeth and pull on my clothes at the same time. After getting myself somewhat decent looking, I grabbed my suitcases and head toward the elevator/ door of my apartment. Today was my final day of the internship I applied for, and I could finally go back home. I thought of home smiling, a little. It was also the day I decided to meet up with Kabuto, my boyfriend of two years, and finally see him after three long months. I was trying to get myself recognized as an artist so that was why I was in Italy while the rest of my family was in America and my boyfriend was in England.

She was going to take a plane to England first, where she would meet up with Kabuto, and they would go to meet her parents personally. She smiled brighter while brushing her long maroon colored hair out of her large purple eyes. She briefly wondered if she should call Kabuto and tell him she was coming, but later thought that it would be better to just surprise him. Her flight was going to take her to Liverpool, where she would board a train to London.

'Well', she thought as she closed the door to her OLD apartment, and hailed a cab. 'Let the adventure begin'

AN: OK there it was. Please review.