Oh hi dere! Before I begin let me introduce myself. Call me Lad, it's part of one of my names so I'm technically not lying to you. This is my first published work on here. I have some older shit on deviantart but you won't look at that since I wrote that when I was twelve. But I do hope you enjoy my latest work. If the story seems a tad slow please let me know. I'm rather wordy and your feed will help me figure out what I need to improve on. So thanks for reading my first fic folks! Enjoy!

Did you know that at one point we had past lives? Did you also know that we live them over and over and over again as well? Though not everything is exactly the same but it always ends the same... However, there is a few exceptions to this rule, but it is not often. We shall see the same faces, meet with the same loved ones that we cherished in the past. Sometimes the lives we live are good, for others not so much. But no matter what... We are all connected to one another...

That noise... Itachi hated that damn noise in the in the morning... Especially when it was 4:30 and almost nobody in the whole of Hekesville was even awake! But he heard the tell tale shut off as Kisame got up and stretched loudly with a groan coming from his bedroom. Every morning this is what happened, and every morning Kisame would get up and make them bento lunches like always for the two of them along with breakfast before he went out on his own for his own business. Though his cooking was indeed wonderful Itachi still heavily disliked the fact that even though this happened every morning only for Kisame he ended up waking up along with him since he was such a light sleeper and the sound and smell would stir him awake wether he wanted it to or not. But this time he woke up rather calm rather than irritated like he usually would be... It had been a long time since he had a dream about 'her'...The memory stirred a sense of happiness that he didn't feel very often within him very much these days, normally and sense of dread followed him around due to the current events of his baby brother hating him and his father trying to push off the comany their family owned... But today he felt happy... In his dream 'she' was smiling in both face and heart. Her starry back hair was still wrapped wthin a long cloth at the base of 'her' skull while the rest was cut short. 'Her' eyes, one a marvelous gray and the other a luscious green, shined brilliantly with a radiance he had only seen once before. 'She' was wearing a flowing white dress that 'she' could wear without the fear of 'her' scars showing and 'she' was kneeling down in a meadow eveloped in flowers of all colors. 'She'was both beautiful and happy... It was a nice dream.

These days however he often wondered what 'she' was doing, after all it had been four years since he had or anyone else for that matter had heard or seen 'her' only thing she left behind for them was a note that read "Take care". Itachi did as she asked and moved on even though it was sad for him, but it was Sasuke who had it the worst. Sasuke was completely heart broken at 'her' departure and to this day he hasn't fully recovered. Even though it left and ache in his heart he did what 'she' asked and led a happier life in Auldnoir away from the downtown district far from his overbearing family who kept trying to push a weapons manufacturing comapany that he didn't want... He hated the stupid politics that came with his over priced up bringing. It wasn't so much that he wasn't greatful for all of the oportunities that his parents gave him, it was just that the lifestyle they had in mind for him was something he didn't really want... Speaking of which he had an appointment with his father that morning that he really didn't want to go to because he knew what they would be discussing that morning... His father wanted to drop the company off on him while it was going through such a hard time financially. Recently the government had been developing their own weapons so the need for Uchiha goods was slowly declining... Itachi didn't want this kind of lifestyle even if the current financial situation was a lot better than what it was, it simply wasn't him... His parents taught him all of the ways the of the business world and the practically drilled the word "classy" into him like a spear. He attended the gala's and charities, he wore the little monkey suits to look "proper", he showed up to all the comapny meetings that required him to be there when neither his father nor his brother could go. He hated all of it. He liked to help out his community himself rather than pay for someone to misuse the money he donated to use it for their own selfish reasons. He could do just as much good in blue jeans and a t-shirt and not look like some rich douche bag. However, his father never approved of any of that and thought it was unbecoming of his eldest son who "held the highest name in all of Hekesville" which to him was like a wad of bullshit, nobody wants to be near it.

"Itachi, I got breakfast ready! I'm making lunch right now." Kisame yelled from the kitchen which Itachi was sure pissed off his neighbors with the paper thin walls of their apartment. Kisame had been his best friend since they were in high school their junior year. Itachi got along with him very well and he didn't mind the fact that Kisame was an otomen even though sometimes his girly habits sometimes reached his room... Like the time he had his bed sheets replaced and had aromatic candles all over his room which really pissed him off that day, but other than that little shpeal he enjoyed Kisame's company. Itachi sat down and ate before he got ready. He did the normal routine which was "shit, shower, shave" (hooah army joke and images you don't normally think of since anime is perfect in our heads) and he got dressed for the day. He put on his famous bloody red work shirt with a black tie and suit to go with it. He slipped on his shoes and picked up his brief case (which conveniently had his lunch already packed inside of it for him) and was out the door by 7:00.

His normal commute was different than that of the other employees at the Uchiha Defense Facility(UDF)since he was one of the few who actually took the train to work. It was one of the three ways to move around the different districts in Hekesville without falling down into the giant gravity storm below at the base of the column where Hekesville was firmly planted miles above. As swirling blackish red vortex that no one knew the origin of since the beginning of their city centuries ago. The only ways to travel between districts was by either train, airship, or the sewers. But most didn't travel through the sewers for the obvious being that it was disgusting. Normally his family moved about via airship since they were wealthy enough and were able to afford it, but to Itachi it was so boring to watch the little ant like figures slowly move through the streets. He enjoyed the train because he liked people watching, that and it was better for the environment which the family company began to advertise to the public to boost the local economy. Today was the normal crowd of locals who were on their way to work or making an early morning visit to Vendcentre to relax. When he got off the train he made his way to the over sized office building that personally made his insides cringe at another thought of being back, and just like every morning he walked in almost every woman in the area stopped to gawk at him as he walked in. As soon as he walked in he sped through the lobby to avoid the intern who had manned the desk, Karin, who worked under his brother. She flirted too much and it would piss him off since she flirted between him and Sasuke as a chance to land a rich guy as a husband. The elevator made a little ringing noise as he stepped in going straight to the top floor and sped to the conference to avoid his fathers secretary (who pissed him off as much as Karin did). As soon as he was inside he shut the door behind him as quickly as possible only to find his father sipping on some sort of hard liquor which wasn't all that surprising even in the early morning since he had been doing so since their mother passed away. "Good morning father." Itachi bowed respectfully. "Morning, go ahead and sit down." his father gestured towards one of the chairs at the long oak table before taking another swig of his drink. Itachi sat down and placed his brief case on the table. He sure as hell didn't want to be here, he'd rather be home asleep enjoying his day off (which was technically supposed his day off anyway but hey he didnt't have a life right?).

Minutes were passing by and his brother still hadn't shown up like he said. No doubt he had most likely been partying all night like he normally did. Ever since 'her' departure Sasuke had been acting differently, and had grown to be more distant than he normally would have been with others. The small note that 'she' had left behind had also left him heart broken and even after four years Sasuke had failed to recover. But knowing Sasuke he was most likely recovering from a long night of drinking and hooking up with some random girl who looked semi decent and was more than likely one of many who had fallen to Sasuke's charms. Sasuke lived in the entertainment district Pleajenue, he was very well known in the night clubs as the Playboy of Pleajenue. Sasuke would often hook up with the one of the many girls who followed him like groupies. Normally he'd say soemthing cheesy and would make it into their pants. And if someone from up above had heard his thoughts (or the devil down below, either or) Sasuke walked into the confrence in his sharpest suit with his sunglasses on to most likely cover up his blood shot eyes. "I apologize for being late father, the air ship was a little late on picking me up." Sasuke bowed. "It's fine. Just sit down so I can talk to the both of you." his father said pointing to a chair. Sasuke sat down with a smug look on his face as he pulled off his shades, which, Itachi was right, covered up his blood shot eyes with dark circles underneath them. His father finished off the rest of his drink in one final swig before he turned to his sons. "I'm sure you both know why I've brought you here." he was pacing the room. "As of last month I had announced that at the end of the year that I would be retiring and that I would be handing off the company to one of you to take over for when I left. As of last week I came to a conclusion." Both brothers were listening intensely "As you both know your grandfather Madara built this company from the ground up, and when I leave I want to leave it in the most capable hands possible." Sasuke eyed his older brother and sneered. Though Itachi was indeed talented Sasuke had done so much for the UDF that it left Itachi looking rather small in comparison Sasuke had set up a deal with the Hyuga's who had built a monitoring system for the city, he had aided the UDF even with the recent financial upset, he had set up mergers, deals with the government, and so many other things that benefited the UDF on multiple occasions. Itachi did what was needed from him on that day and basically said 'screw it' to work as soon as he left. He cared very little for any of the affairs of the UDF. "Through much consideration and evaluation I have to decided to let Itachi keep the family business." Fugaku had his arms crossed. "SAY WHAT?!" Sasuke yelled as he lept out of his chair, flipping it over in the process. "My decision is final Sasuke, Uchiha Defense Facilities now belongs to your older brother." Sasuke was enraged, "Are you joking me?! I've done so much more for this company than he has! I deserve it!" Fugaku only shook his head, "You may have done things for this company that your brother hasn't, but who would follow a boy barely out of school who only party's all day and night and has the nickname Pleajenue's Playboy? Not a damn soul, that's who." their father scowled with disapproval. "You lost Sasuke, now sit down." his father commanded. Sasuke scoffed and stormed out of the conference room slamming the door behind him. Fugaku sighed and shook his head. "Father, I think Sasuke could have a lot of potential, he just needs time." Itachi interjected. Perhaps there was a way that Itachi could persuade his father to let Sasuke have the company; Itachi had his own life that he wanted to live, and it didn't involve being here in this stuffy office building, wearing this restrictive suit he had on. "My decision is final, I want you to have this company. Sasuke would have been my choice, but his brash and belligerent behavior would drive this company into the ground. He lacks self control which is why I didn't choose him..." Itachi didn't like where this was going. "I'm sure if we gave him time he'd clean up nicely and would do a wonderful job." His father only shook his head. "I still think you're the better choice." Itachi could now see that there was no way in getting around this, for now he'd have to be the son to inherit a business he didn't want... But only for now. "I'll have my secretary contact you sometime next week for all the paper work we have to go through." his father said on the way out. When the door was closed shut he let out a frustrated sigh; today was not going the way he wanted it to. But Itachi got up and walked out the door and practically flash stepped his way to the elevator and got off as quickly as possible when he hit the first floor. As he walked outside of the building a boom was heard and a column of smoke rose from behind his building. Immediately without a second thought he rushed to the back where he saw them... The Nevi... And they had just struck the generator of the Uchiha Defense Facility... This was bad.