Itachi had wondered out of his parent's house, and now sat on a bench in the nearby park.
The protection they were giving him felt strangely unpleasant and abnormal. He didn't like it at their place anymore.
He felt weird.
Like something was missing. He unconsciously raised his hand to his chest, and clutched the fabric covering his heart.
What was he was missing? Where was it? Or could it be…who? Something was most defiantly wrong. He was missing someone he didn't even remember; he only remembered that sweet feeling of safety and love.
But one thing he knew though. He wanted that someone BACK!
What ever it took…
Sasuke…can you forgive me.