Chapter 1
I obviously don't own Naruto.
Summary:
Lies. Deception. Pain. Rumors. Love. Hate. Itachi is the sole pure blood survivor of the once great Uchiha clan. I am one who must gain his respect.
Mayakashi
I am strong, for I was weak. I am weak, for I am strong. I am a descendent of the Kurushii clan. I believe in deception. I believe in seeing beyond. I believe in my gift of dokusho. I live in the moment, and plan for the future. My heart beats on my clan's ancestors' accord. My life is not mine own to live as I choose. It is for the sole purpose of bettering the future, no matter the cost.
It is in dying that we are freed from our clan's purpose. Only then can we choose our own way. No obstacle, no person, no feeling can stand in the way. There is no disobeying. There never was and there never will be. We are who we are and the future is what it is.
I am different from those around me. I have no goals and no aspirations. I do not play and I do not kid. We are unique, but we are one. We are a clan working as one whole, to accomplish an eternal deed. I have come to accept this.
When we are old enough to comprehend we are sent to a sacred pool of water. From the pool we pluck a stone. On that stone is inscribed our future. It is one of two, for there are only two paths of my clan. There is the path of the replicator, which is to grow learning the history of the clan and when reaching womanhood or manhood, marrying and multiplying the numbers of the clan through parenthood. The other is the path of the warrior, which is to grow learning the history of the ninja and fighting for the clan.
When I was of age, I was brought to the pool. From that pool I plucked a stone on which warrior was inscribed. Therefore, I was taught the ways of war and deceit.
When I reached womanhood, I was marked with my future. A single scar remains on my right cheek…a scar left by a slash of a sacred sword that marked me.
Four years ago I was given a part of my life mission. On the parchment bestowed upon me, I was told to follow a specific S ranked criminal, and to get him to respect me. That specific S ranked criminal is the sole pure blood survivor of the Uchiha clan. My clan and village sent me away, not to return until my mission is completed…or until I die in pursuit of it.
That all is what brought me to where I am standing now, in the noon sun with two strong chakras in my imminent path. I skid to a halt as the two disperse to two different directions. I know I cannot keep speed with the one to my right side, so I follow the one to my left.
I follow the cloaked man until he stops in a small clearing. I latch onto the tree limb beneath me as I study the man's movement. He turns to my direction and I flatten my body against the tree limb. He pulls a large weapon from his back and casts away his bamboo hat.
"Come out, girl. I know you're there." A huge grin appears on his face. I lift myself from the branch. As expected, I breathe. I slide one of my katanas from my back and grip it in my left hand. The man chuckles. "So who's going to make the first move?"
"The real question is who is going to make the first wrong move," I state. The man shrugs his weapon to one hand and brings a finger to his chin.
"Hah, I guess you're right," I place my katana's blade at my side, parallel to the tree trunk below me. Holding it tightly in place with my hand turned.
"So, you or me?" I ask raising one of my eye brows in his direction. He scoffs as he lifts both hands to his weapon and shifts it over his shoulder, ready to strike. "Fine then—my choice."
I leap from my spot in the trees and pull my katana in a horizontal motion to the man's neck. He blocks and pushes me behind him. I latch onto a tree swing myself around so I am on the top of the branch. Then I place my katana in the tree limb. I grab another katana off my back and push myself toward him again. He blocks my attack and pushes me to the sky, attempting to swipe at my legs. I propel myself backward and flip onto another tree limb—directly across from my last landing spot.
I place my katana into the new tree limb and grab my third from my back. I again fling myself at the large man and he blocks easily. He swings his weapon around horizontally and I block it by pulling the fourth katana from its sheath on my back. I dig one of the swords into the ground and swing myself around it to get to the patch of trees to the man's left. I lift the sword out of the ground at the last second and land on the tree limb successfully.
I place the third katana into the tree limb and jump toward the man for the forth time. He chuckles as he blocks again effortlessly. "You'll never win with this sh*t!" he shouts as he swings at me in the air. I pull a kunai from my side and throw it in his direction. He changes his weapons path to block the kunai and plunge to the trees to the right of the man.
I put the forth and final katana into the tree and the man notices the four katanas in his four compass directions. "What now? You stick another one in the middle?" He laughs. "You seem to be out of swords to play with, girl!"
I loosen my stiff shoulders as I grip two kunai from my weapon pack, one in each hand. "Still playing with puny knives, I see," the man says and I take a deep breath. Then I thrust myself in the direction of the man but stop halfway and throw the two kunai to my right and left. They land in the lush grass and the earth below it.
He laughs evilly before rushing toward me. "Stupid little girl!" I bring my finger to my mouth and nick it with my teeth. I bend to the ground and slide a trail of my blood across the kunai in the ground.
"Dokusho!" I yell and my weapons come to life. A pattern of circles and characters on the once empty grass. The katanas are connected with a string of black light, just as the kunais are connected. The man skids to a stop and I once again try to loosen my shoulders and arms. I shake my arms before turning to the giant of a man. "You're on my chessboard now."
I flick my right hand and the katanas come to life, all thrusting in the man's direction. The katanas create a bubble of the black light around them in a circle. Then the kunai go toward the man, only to disappear. Seconds later, millions of scars appear on the man's body and his eyes widen.
"What the—!" The man is cut off by the katanas flying to his place and embedding themselves in his skin. He drops his weapon to the ground before his knees follow. I hear him swear under his breath and begin to walk to the man.
"Tell me where the other is." He looks up at me with a blood covered face but does not respond. "Tell me where the other is. Tell me where Uchiha, Itachi is!" An explosion of flames hits a part of the black light wall and I stutter backward, the explosion affecting my body. A second cloaked man appears and he turns toward me, his eyes not visible through his cloak.
I clutch at my lungs as I fall to my knees. This man's presence…just this man's presence weakens me. He is him. He is my obstacle. I release my hands from my sides and put them in front of me so that I am in a formal bow. "Uchiha, Itachi."