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This is the first of 100drabblesabout Itachi andSasukebased on the fanfic challenge from live journal. There are 100 prompts and I decided to start with"storm." My good friend Lawlipop told me about it and I couldn't help, but do it!(even though i don't have a LJ XD. ) Anyways these are fun for me to write and I hope they are fun to read, please let me know !

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70. Storm

Itachi held his hat firmly to his head as an angry gust of wind blew past him.

"It looks like rain, Itachi-san!" Kisame called out to him over the howling wind.

Itachi acknowledged him with a nod. Both picked up their pace as thunder rumbled and lighting began to flash. They pressed on undaunted by the change in weather; such things were to be expected in the land of rain. However the pair agreed to find shelter for the night. The rain began to fall, as Kisame spotted a cave not to far from their position.

"Over there, Itachi-san!" Itachi's eyes followed Kisame's hand as he pointed the cave out.

Kisame turned to go in the direction of the cave, secretly relieved to get away from the lighting, but stopped short as he sensed that Itachi was not following him.

Kisame sighed and turned back to his partner, sure enough, there was Itachi. He had removed the hat and was staring up at the thundering skies, allowing the rain to soak through his clothes, lost in thought. Kisame raised an eyebrow at this scene, but decided to keep quiet, it's not like Itachi would tell him anyway.

Kisame continued toward the cave, leaving the fallen Uchiha to his thoughts.

Itachi had felt something in the rain when it first touched his skin. He gazed up at the heavens, looking for meaning; he heard the thunder and watched the lighting flash.

"The lighting..." Itachi reflected on the last time he had seen such as display.

That time it had been gathered in the palm of his brother's hand, aimed at him. Itachi smirked at the sky. He saw Sasuke's face in the lighting, and heard his promises of death in the thunder. Itachi stood, rooted to the spot until the lighting and thunder subsided. All that remained was the rain, and the moaning of the wind. Itachi almost laughed at the irony. The heavens were weeping for him, a murderer and a devil of this world.

"The end…" That is what Itachi had felt in the rain. "Soon, very soon, my brother, we will have our end."