One Last Time - Prologue

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Strength is the key to triumph. Persistence is the road to victory. Acceptance is the tunnel to happiness. It all seems so straightforward, doesn't it? But when you hold the decision to make or break someone, how do you choose? Akira hadn't seen it coming; the choice that she would have to make which would result in one brother's peace and the other's downfall.

Dear Reader,

If you are reading this then we have all ready passed onto the next realm and are no longer present to guard our life's work. Throughout our lives we have made many wrong decisions and a large number of these have not been recorded. I will try to put onto paper as much of what happened as I can.

My dear reader, I must confess, not everything detailed here, in this journal, is entirely honest or true. I myself cannot recall the exact specifics. I only hope that with everyone's help, I may impart Akira's knowledge and story to you. It is about time the world learned of the truth. It is about time that we all be remembered for the right we did, and not the wrong.

Akira's journey was perilous and extreme. At some points I found myself wanting to step in and help. But of course I cannot. Impartial to all, I had to remain.

Anything you read beyond this point has been written with utmost delicacy and with full intention to recount, not lie. I have no need to fib, and no word on these pages contains anything that has not happened. Although much is exempt from my story, I hope it will provide you enough information. Now that Akira and I are gone, it is up to you to bequeath the world with the knowledge that it has so long deserved.

With these being my words of parting, I bid you a safe and happy reading.

Yours sincerely,
Tenshin

The girl and her sensei stood opposite each other; one of them out of breath, the other barely breaking a sweat. This was the start of a tragic story, torn between right and wrong, love and belief, brother and brother.

"You're going to have to try harder than this if you want to win against Orochimaru, Akira." Itachi scolded the petite girl as he, for the fifth time that hour, pinned her onto the ground with a kunai against her neck.

She curled her legs up, bending her knees close to her chest, and kicked him in the stomach but he just jumped back and laughed.

"Now, now, don't let your anger get the best of you. Your strength is indeed heightened when you are angry but that also means that your movements are not co-ordinated."

His words were not thrown with a particularly malicious tone but nonetheless Akira's rashness got the better of her.

She sprang at him with her hand knife.

"Ita-Sensei, didn't I tell you not to underestimate me? I've been holding back the whole time." The girl grinned at him as she pushed back after he deflected her knife with his kunai. He did a few hand signs and out poofed a few more Itachis.

"Bunshin no Jutsu!" He said calmly. "You shouldn't disrespect your elders by underestimating them either, Aki-chan."

Akira dropped her knives into her pockets and did the tiger hand seal, trying her very hardest to contain her heavy breathing.

"Futon: Kaiten Shuriken!" She picked up her speed and used her chakra to cloak her appearance. Itachi smiled and activated his sharingan. She was mildly surprised. He didn't really need his kekkei genkai to know what she was doing. They both knew where this fight was going despite her playful jaunts.

As she slammed into the real him with her chakra blades he caught her knee. Akira was trying to hit his chin but he instead forced her chin up to look at him, trying to catch the girl in his genjutsu.

"You know sensei - you being the great and mighty Uchiha who slaughtered his own entire clan - I thought you would have noticed that 'me' was a clone by now." Her voice called out to him from the treetops.

Itachi looked back at Akira as she leaped down toward him, her breathtaking draconian-wind chakra blade in hand, wielded in front of her body and ready to slice him.

"Well, well, well. You're smart enough to bind your eyes. I never thought you'd be able to think using that much of your brain." Itachi taunted as he dodged her attack. Despite Akira's limited vision, she could still clearly sense where he was. Itachi might have been strong, but he could not hide his chakra signature from her.

They both leapt up and clashed weapons, her sword against his two kunai.

"The only thing is," he continued, "Are you able to fight without using your eyesight?"

She smirked inwardly and smiled. He still didn't know but she could still 'see' through the bindings that she had tied around her eyes.

"You keep forgetting, Ita-sensei. I'm special, remember? Oh and by the way, I hope you don't mind but I copied you."

He looked at her confusedly for a second before his eyes widened in realization.

"Katon: Ryuka no Jutsu!" She shouted as she threw her pin knife, which happened to be conveniently connected with a piece of thin wire, and followed it up with the flame attack.

Itachi sighed. He was probably getting tired of this and wanted to end it. No matter. The small girl wanted to keep the fun going for as long as possible. Training with Itachi was the highlight of her day, sadly enough.

"Sorry Akira," he dodged her attack but cursed when it started homing him, "It's lunch time and I know you're hungry." He stopped suddenly and turned around.

"Katon: Gokakyu no Jutsu." He blew out a huge fireball and sent his attack colliding against hers, enveloping her original attack and sending the fiery mass flying toward her. Inwardly Akira winced; his flames were obviously stronger than hers. The Uchiha clan had taught their trademark move to their kids at a very, very young age.

"Before you go, Ita-sensei, I want to show you something."

He quirked his eyebrows at her and gestured for Akira to continue, all the while nonchalantly throwing a few needles in her direction. Obviously, she dodged them. Akira focussed her attention on the incoming flaming ball.

"I came up with a new jutsu and it just about owns your fire attacks!" Akira didn't dodge as the fire attack came closer to her. Instead, she linked her thumbs together and pulled her arms up in a protective stance. As the fireball came closer she threw her arms out in front of her, making sure to create a triangle shape with her thumbs and pointer fingers.

"Suiton: Shunkan toketsu no jutsu!" Akira grabbed hold of the flames and they began to freeze. As the last flame froze out she dropped the huge ice shard on the ground.

"So, Ita-sensei, how do you like my instant freeze technique?"