Chapter 1:
Beginning..the night blooming flower
Itatchi was excited it was his first day as an anbu black ops something he had worked very hard to accomplish regardless of the reasons why. Itatchi had always been quiet by nature but very efficient for the reactions. He was assigned to an important mission, to infiltrate orochimarus lair and uncover the source of his seemingly infinite jutsus. Irritating of corse, anbu was under the impression that orohimaru had crafted a bizarre means to constantly produce even more bizarre ninjutsu.'probably holding ninja hostage long enough to steal their secrets or even offering false power in exchange.'he sighed rolling his eyes knowing that was the probable situation at hand.
Making his way into the compound was easy enough itatchi was surprised at the appeared to be a massive jail system. 'as suspected captured ninja…' his train of thought was interrupted as he saw that it was also a laboratory of sorts. 'so hes experimenting on the inmates…truly depraved indeed.'
He looked cell to cell recalling the layout he had studied for a solid 2 weeks before the mission searching for that all so special one holding orochimarus secret weapon. He stopped at the end of the hall at the little steel smirked easily opening the locks on the door.' And now to deal with this 'weapon'.'
He opened the door slowly kunai ready in hand to only see scrolls lining the walls from the floor to the ceiling. 'here are the ninjutsu but wheres the source?' he wondered until he stood still frozen staring down.
At his feet was a small man looking almost identical to that of orochimaru but only naked. He was about to strike until he noticed the chain around his neck and those oh so glorious grey eyes.
Itatchi took a deep breath as he was able to see the finer details of the chained angel of sorts. His hair was long and black he dident bear the facial features of orochimaru infact the pale skin was the only similar facial feature. He was truly angelic in appearance. Now truth be told itatchi had never had a girlfriend. Infact as itatchi stood there he couldent help but stare at the other one much much more than he had stared at any woman…
and as itatchi stared he knew something wasent right as his mind began to drift elsewere...
he quickly caught himself raising his kunai to the chained boy.
"what is your name? speak now..."
the boy cocked his head at itatchi before a sweet smile crossed his face only causeing itatchi to stare even moreso
"Ummm... My name is Ushitora...or number 456729-3...are you here to kill me?"
his eyes pleaded with itatchi as to beg for his demise being a prisoner seemed like a fate worse than death but then again if you were trapped here under orochimarus power wouldent you beg for the end?
"I...I.."
was all itatchi could manage to say staring into thoose at this point was begginning to wonder why at this point two little voices chimmed in his head. one said softly'maybey your gay....' while the other one said even louder'no freekin way!'
itatchi whilst in a mental delema heared the other speak again softly as to not startle anyone.
"are you here to steal masters jutsu?"
itatchim managed to come back to reality hearing that.
'Yes but im mailny here to discover what makes them...so point me in the right direction if you would."
ushitora sighed softly lifting his hand slowly before pointing at himself, turning away in shame.
"I make them for orochimaru..."
"make what???" itachi said hoping the boy had misunderstood him.
"I make all of his ninjutsu,genjutsu and tijutsu(sp??) all of the things left in this room are the things he are unable to perform."
"why would you make such an effort for ..." and before itatchi could finish he stopped seeing the pain clearly on ushitoras face.
"my mom sold me to him a long time ago...im his slave."