Okay, so this is my first attempt at writing fanfiction in a looong time. For the sake of the story, Itachi is eighteen when he slaughters the Uchiha clan, ten years older than Sasuke, and Shisui is twenty two when he dies. The story will mostly be non-canon, and will revolve around two OC, but still focusing on events in Konoha, and more specifically, Naruto and Hinata. A bit of an alternate universe, yet still having the components of Naruto's story. Enjoy! Please read and review!
Prologue
"You're my best friend and the only one I can count on... protect the village... and the Uchiha name"
Itachi glanced at the bloody eye he held, then back at his best friend. Shisui, with both his eye sockets now hollow and tears of blood escaping in small rivers down his face, smiled despite this, knowing he was leaving the fate of his clan in good hands. If anyone could protect the Uchiha legacy, it would be Itachi. Still there was something troubling Shisui; one last thing he must make sure remained a secret and protected no matter what.
"Itachi, I have something else I want to tell you. Something else you must follow through until the end of your days. You must forgive me though, for I have kept this even a secret from you, who I consider to be my closest friend and brother," Shisui turned away from Itachi, facing the roaring Naka River and the steep cliff below. His face showed no signs of emotion, but Itachi knew better than that. The way he spoke, the calmness in his voice and his impassive expression, meant that this was more important than the situation with the clan. The wind blew fiercely around them, causing their cloaks to flutter around them like leaves in the wind.
Itachi waited silently.
"Although you are going to spare your brother, he will not be the only remaining member of the Uchiha besides you."
The wind howled around them, even stronger than before, like their ancestors were calling out to the two men in high-pitched screams. Shisui's words finally registered within Itachi.
"What do you mean?! You... you have a child?" Shock dripped from his words, and Shisui could imagine his surprised look all too clearly, regardless of his lack of vision. He grinned, glad to know that even in his last moments he was able to pull the wool over his comrade's eyes. He chuckled to himself.
"Ten kilometres north east from the sea, where Uzushiogakure, the Land of Whirlpools used to thrive, there is a miniscule village on the border of Yugakure and our land. In that village you will find a women with the longest, most beautiful golden hair, and the brightest, bluest eyes you would have ever seen, as though the sun resides within those eyes..."
Shisui gazed off in to the distance, looking towards the sky with his hollow eye sockets. His expression was no longer blank but deep sadness. He knew of Shisui's often visits to the north when he was not needed by the clan, but Shisui had always claimed they were for relaxation purposes only. His eyes widened at the thought of Shisui, fathering a son or daughter.
"You will know when you see her – she is very hard to miss. Akemi is an orphan, having lost her parents in war. S-she has no one else, Itachi. I have known Akemi for many years, and when I was old enough to understand women more, I found myself falling in love with her. I fathered a daughter to Akemi seven years ago. S-she is so beautiful in every way. I am sorry for not revealing this to you earlier, but Akemi has recently developed an incurable illness. M-my daughter, Emiko, please protect her. I will forever regret not being able to be there for her, and for my child. But you will, Itachi. Y-you must find Akemi, and protect her secret. Please, my very final, personal request is for you to protect the two of them as much as you are able to. As my best friend, my brother; please be there for them where I was not able to."
"I will, brother."
Shisui's fists shook violently, and for a moment Itachi truly thought he was crying.
"Tell them... to forgive me!"
With a cry he filled his palms with chakra and placed them over his eyes, blasting chakra through his hollow sockets and right through his skull. He dropped to one knee, and with a smile on his face, knowing his legacy would be protected, tumbled over the rocky edge of the cliff, into the ferocious thrashing river, at least a hundred feet below. The river claimed his mangled body, and swept it off to no return.
Itachi stood rigidly, not moving a muscle as he watched all this happen. He glanced down at the eye of Shisui again and thought about how meaningless this was compared to the other half of what Shisui left for him. His hands shook as he retrieved a small jar filled halfway with clear fluid, and placed Shisui's eye gently in it. He gripped it tightly in his bloody hand, gazing at it as a single drop of rain descended from the heavens to land on the jar. He glanced up, just as the heavens opened and poured tears unto the earth.
"I will keep my word Shisui. I will protect your child!"
Thoughts?