A/N- Hope you like the story. I've changed some chapters but don't worry it still makes sense :-)

DISCALIMER: I don't own Naruto or any of the characters of Masashi Kishimoto's characters mentioned in this story. Though I wish I did. If I did I'd be as rich as him!

PROLOGUE

"No Itachi…I…I didn't mean it," I whispered as he inched closer towards me.

His hand reached for my throat. With his face alongside mine, he breathed in my ear, "I don't love you Yuri. I never did."

I felt a single tear slide down my cheek. Those were the words I never wished to hear. I could feel all reason to live escaping. There was an intense pain in my chest. Was this what it felt like to have a broken heart?

I didn't try to stop him. It would be useless.

My gaze unwillingly locked onto his Mangekyou eyes. They were blank and merciless. I was soon being pulled into the world of Tsukigiri. There would be no way out of this nightmare.

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Chapter 1 -History

A year before…

"You really love me do you Yuri?" Itachi said looking sidelong at me.

I nodded.

"Well we'll see about that."

I could just make out his form and his Sharingan eyes in the corner of the dimly lit room.

Ever since I had joined the Akatsuki two years ago, Itachi had been the sole important thing to me. I put him before everything; my family, friends, though I had none to speak of since they had all abandoned me. Nevertheless, Itachi was everything to me. I would do anything for him.

"I've got a job for you." He said.

My eyes lit up and when I walked over to him he handed me two pictures: one of a man and one of a woman. I didn't look too closely at the pictures. It didn't matter to me who I killed. I instantly assumed it was my job to assassinate them.

"How do you want me to kill them?" I asked.

"I don't need you to kill this time…" He said.

I was surprised. Every job he gave me was to kill someone.

"…I need you to bring them here." He continued.

"Here? But why?"

"You'll find out when you do it."

It was unlike Itachi not to tell me the reason for my task but I trusted him so completely the reason was only a fleeting thought in my mind.

Only later, when I really studied the pictures, did I realize that they were my parents. I just about recognized them, I hadn't seen them for that long I practically forgot about them. A question arose in my mind. What reasons could Itachi possibly have for wanting me to bring my parents?

The next day, I traveled to my home village, Mizu, to find my parents. My orders were to bring them to Itachi. He didn't care how but as long as they were alive. When I knocked on the door, it took my mother a few seconds to realize it was me. Then she dropped the plate she was holding, her eyes wide in fear. The china plate smashed into pieces on the floor.

"Hiromu!!!" she cried for my father, stepping back as I entered the house with my two henchmen behind me, both armed with large and rather sharp swords.

When my father entered, his eyes too took on a look of fear. I smiled. It was good to know they remembered me.

"What do you want here?" my father said to me, holding my mother in her arms.

I sat down. "Itachi requests your presence at his place."

"Itachi?! Uchiha Itachi?! Why would he want us?" my mother said, shocked that such a person would request their presence.

"You'll find out when you get there." I said, and then added, "You thought you had gotten rid of me didn't you. Sorry. But it's not as if I volunteered to come here. It stinks of memories."

I then got up, "You can come willingly or we can take you by force its your choice."

They looked at each other.

My father gulped. "We-we'll come."

"They didn't give you too much trouble did they?" Itachi asked.

"They came willingly." I said.

My parents stood in front of us, the light low in the dark stonewalled room of Itachi's lair. They were shaking.

"Yuri, kill you're parents." Itachi said as calmly as if he was talking about the weather.

I hesitated for only a second but my sword was out before they could say anything.

"I'll kill them," I said to Itachi, "But why?"

"To prove yourself to me," he replied, "I don't want you getting weak. If you really love me, kill your parents for me."

"Yuri!!!" my mother called, "Don't do this!! You're still my little girl..."

I narrowed my eyes. After all this time…all this time…and she says I'm still her little girl?! After all they put me through…the feeling of hatred in my own home…treating me like a monster because I possessed something powerful that I didn't wish to have…how DARE she!

"Yuri-!" My father started.

"Shut up." I interjected. Feelings of hatred stirred within me. How could they do this to me… They hated me…yet to save their own pitiful lives they acted as if they cared for me now. I would end this. Now.

I charged forward, my sword to the side.

My mother's scream rang in my ear long after I killed them both.

"That was a bit messy." Itachi commented after a while, "I'll have to get someone to clean up the mess." He then turned to leave.

"Itachi." I called.

He stopped and half-turned toward me.

I sighed, "D-Do you love me?"

I closed my eyes. I couldn't believe I just asked him that.

After hearing nothing, I assumed the worst and opened my eyes only to find Itachi standing right in front of me. I stood still, surprised in the moment and didn't realize Itachi's lips inching towards mine until they met. The kiss wasn't very long. Three seconds at the most. But it was enough to set my heartbeat rocketing. I was left in a daze and it was a while after Itachi had left that I realized I had been standing in the same place.

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A/N- Hm. Strange. What's going on with Itachi huh? Don't 4get to review review review!