This is my first story so please bear with me. I will be changing some details slightly to suit my story but nothing too major. Due to characters having altered childhoods there will be OCCness but that's to be expected, I will do my best. Flamers I will just laugh at but constructive criticism is welcomed thanks

Prologue

A young boy was walking slowing down a deserted street, but he could feel the hateful stares of those hidden that he could not see. Watching him, cursing him, always wishing for his death. But the blonde six year old looked ahead and held his whiskered face high – he would only cry at home when he was alone. It was only safe alone. They liked it too much when he cried. Not even Hokage-jiji had seen him cry in years, only his occasional ANBU guards that he wasn't even aware watched him. One such guard was a young captain, going by the codename Raven-taichou, however most instantly knew his identity, due to his status and skill at only thirteen years.

The young blonde was so deep in thought that he almost didn't notice that somebody else had seemingly materialised into the street before him, slowing stalking towards the frightened boy. He slowed his walk but didn't stop, however he began to shake slightly in fear of this mysterious man. He reeked of power, which in the seven year old's mind translated to extreme pain in his near future. Because of course this person hated him as well, but he would never give up. It would upset Hokage-jiji if he was to give up, that he knew. And the people at that ramen stand maybe? He had met them two weeks ago, and they were very kind to him, but he couldn't help but fear that it would soon change. But the ramen really was great. He must try to go there again…Ichiraku's Ramen right? He would have to remember that. He was brought back from his musings as the dark figure came ever closer, a metre now. The small boy braced himself for impact…

And nothing happened. He tentatively peeked through his lashes and, seeing no threat, opened his sapphire eyes…to see nothing but an empty street once again. He looked around rapidly, resembling a puppy chasing its tail, but still he was alone. He let out a sigh of relief as deep as the Hokage Mountain was tall, and continued on to his small apartment.

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Uchiha Itachi arrived silently at the gates to the Uchiha clan compound, ominously drawing his ANBU regulation kantana out of its sheath, balancing it with his right hand and readied a kunai in his left. His mission orders were now in a storage scroll, along with any other living nesseccities, but he took no personal belongings. He would buy new clothes with the money he had and anything he knew he must travel light. After the mission was fulfilled he knew he was to leave the village forever, under the oath to never do anything that would cause harm to Konoha, he was free to live as he decided. He heard the Academy bell in the distance - damn! He had to hurry, before his Otouto got home. He took a nearly inperceptable breath and closed his eyes briefly, before opening them and continuing forward. His eyes were now a spinning red and black that even the Uchihas' feared when they recognised it. The Mangekyo Sharingan. And so the slaughter began.

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Another young boy was out alone that night, but this boy had dark eyes and hair, and rather than walking sombrely, Sasuke Uchiha was running as fast as his little body would take him. He was late after all, and after only his first day too! He had to hurry, he knew his Tou-san would be furious, it was already dark out! He knew his Kaa-chan would worry and Aniki…well, he wasn't sure anymore. Itachi was different lately…he was colder and more distant…and even the innocent six-almost-seven year old could feel the stifling tension between his Aniki and his Tou-san. He ran through the gates to the compound, not knowing that his own brother had stood there just minutes ago, and never expecting what was awaiting him.