Authors note: a couple of things in this story is different from the original storyline. first off Itachi doesn't have a sickness, and second Kimimaru isn't sick either. Both of these things of course will help steer this away from the main storyline. Enjoy the story!
Uggh, my head was foggy from the attack I was dealt. The sound ninja four surrounding me smug smirks was all my eyes seem to process.
"Look at how weak you are, Sakkon said, you need Orochimaru's power if that's all the power the leaf is giving you."
"Lord Orochimaru offers you power take it." Tayuya spat out, obviously disgusted with my weakness, if I ever saw her again I would crush her. all the while My uchiha blood burning in my veins with her accusation that I was weak, But it was true, my brother had said so, and her too, but I didn't need anyone pointing that out.
"If you seek this power, Orochimaru is so graciously offering you; you will meet us in an opening 3 miles away from the village." Sakkon announced, and like they were gone. Dammit! I shouted halfheartedly I can't get anywhere right now moving at the sluggish pace we are going on, I screamed inwardly. Naruto has that teacher of his that is said to be a sannin, and Orochimaru is as well, one of great power at that. But then I thought of our team Sakura, Kakashi sensei, and Naruto my rival, and dare I say it brother. Here I am sitting on the ground contemplating what I want for my future. This was neither the time nor the place for me to be thinking. So I picked myself up from the tainted orange tiled rooftop I was sitting on, and I rushed home (or if you can even call it that). The orange tiles hushed clicking could be heard under the soles of my feet as I ran, flipped, and jumped to get to my destination. Not long after that i was standing in front of my doorway. I twisted my doorknob and a slight click could be heard as I opened my door. I walked in, closed the door, and took in the sight before me. My kitchen was right in front of me it was kept clean because I despise disorganization. It was isolated by a wall that didn't cover it completely; it was your everyday standard kitchen nothing special. To the right of the kitchen was my bathroom and it too was simple, and kept clean. To the left of the kitchen was my bed, it wasn't in a separate room it was just there, next to it was a end table with a digital clock and a picture of team seven on it. Close to the end table is my double door closet protruding from the wall; it contained clothes, my backpack, and ninja tools sealed in scrolls. Also inside my closet was a little compartment for books in which there they lie. The thoughts from earlier still weighing down on my conscience I sighed and walked to my bed to sit down. I wasn't really hungry so I didn't bother to cook anything that night. I laid down and turned my head slightly to see the picture of team seven. What exactly do they mean to me?I just didn't have the answer to that question right now. All I know is, going to Orochimaru was not going to get me to my goals the way I want to. I need power but I don't want to sacrifice my comrades for it. Are you just going to let itachi take your relationship with your comrades along with everything else he's taken? The thought echoing in the back of my head gave me the answer to the question I've been poring over. I need to stay within the village to achieve my goals. And who knows maybe my friends can help me. With that thought I decided inside my head that I would train harder than ever inside the village to progress to Itachi's level of skill. And with that I fell to sleep soundly.
I apologize for this story's shortness, but its the intro to a grand storyline I'm devising. Even though its short I hope you enjoyed the first chapter!