I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose as I heard loud voices coming towards me.

"Thanks for treating us ramen Kakashi-sensei!" That was the loudest one and I stared at my ramen, trying to think of why I came to this stand in particular.

The voices became louder until they were right outside, then inside as well.

I sighed again, pushing my ramen around with my chopsticks, having lost my appetite all of a sudden.

I looked up and studied the four that had entered; they were a mixed bunch, to say the least.

The first was blonde and was wearing an orange jumpsuit, enough said.

The second was a pink haired and trying to cling to the third one, who was black haired and obviously the Uchiha boy.

Their sensei was none other than the copy ninja himself, Kakashi Hatake.

I picked up my bag and opened my wallet, to pull out some money for the ramen. The team beside me ordered theirs and I thought is about time I left, the blonde one was giving me a headache. I picked up my two handed sword and fixed the strap so that the 6 foot blade sat diagonally on my back, the tip of the blade nearing my left ankle, and the handle over my right shoulder.

"That's a big sword." The blonde one stated.

I turned slightly, staring him straight in the eye and he shivered.

"Great for silencing annoying sounds." I said, smirking slightly.

He gulped visibly and Kakashi turned to me, "You look familiar, do I know you?"

I raised an eyebrow and shrugged, "Dunno, I tend to get around."

I turned to leave when a hand grabbed my shoulder; I looked around and saw Kakashi staring at me.

"I know who you are now." He said, after giving me a curious look.

I brushed off his hand and rested my fist on my hip, "Oh really? Who am I then?"

"Dark hair, dark eyes, I would say you were an Uchiha but they are all dead, save Sasuke here and his traitorous older brother." He said, eyeing me up and down.

I smirked.

"And that smirk, that's a trademark Uchiha smirk." He added.

I leaned in really close, staring the copy ninja down and, to his credit, he didn't even flinch.

"But you said all the Uchiha's were dead." With that I flashed him my sharingan and disappeared.

"Great job, Akuma, you have earned your leave." Tsunade said.

"What leave?" I narrowed my eyes at the Hokage.

"Your 6 months leave that I am giving to you because you work too much." She said, looking at me meaningfully.

I pulled out a kunai and took off my headband. "You sure about this Tsunade?" I asked quietly.

She nodded, "If it's the only way, then yes, I'm sure."

"Here," I gave her my headband, "keep it safe for me, just while I'm gone."

Tsunade nodded and I could see her eyes tearing up. She furiously wiped them away, "Go, before I start to cry."

I smiled sadly and threw the kunai at her, she deflected it easily but it had the desired effect, I had tried to kill the Hokage.

"HELP!" Tsunade screamed at the top of her lungs and I was instantly surrounded by ANBU.

Tsunade pointed at me and said "She tried to kill me, get her!"

I nodded my head to the Hokage before taking my leave in a cloud of confusion.

I looked back at the village, my home for 18 years, and smiled.

I knew I would never return, so did Tsunade, she knew that my trust for this village had never existed and neither did my trust for her.

The leaf village lost my trust when my twin brother was ordered to kill my clan.

Now I was leaving, the village posed no more challenges for me, no more help in furthering my abilities. There was only one person stronger than me and that was my brother, Itachi.

I knew that it was about time I found him.

I sighed and turned around, putting my back to the village, and left.

"Are you sure she'll be here?"

The tall, blue man turned to his partner, the shorter one turning and meeting his eye.

"She left the village, she is a missing Nin and she is my twin. She will be here." Itachi replied.

The two of them walked into the club and straight to the bar, scanning the room for the person in question. They had just ordered their drinks when an announcement was called over a P.A. system.

"Thank you all for coming tonight, as you know tonight is open mic night and we have a new person on the list tonight. She will be singing first, her name is..." The announcer paused as he tried to read the name, obviously this person had very poor handwriting or it was done in a rush, because he couldn't decipher it. He was still trying to read it when someone popped up behind him and tapped his shoulder.

"I believe you mean me." She said.

The announcer nodded and handed her a mic, "When you're ready."

I sat down at the bar after my song, a little sweaty from the lights and kind of light headed. I had a strange feeling in my gut, one that I haven't felt since I was about 13.

My brother was here.