Sorry I took so long to put up another chapter. But I'm here and so is this new chapter. I noticed I made a mistake in the last chapter, so instead of deleting the whole thing and doing it over, I'm just going to roll with it and I hope I don't land in the dirt face first. If you didn't notice, great, fine, go on and read. If you did, I'm sorry and I'll try not to do it again. Please R&R, give me some tips on how you think it should go, or what you think should happen in chapter three.
~ClaryMorg4850
Two weeks later...
CPOV
It had been two weeks since me and Yoko had left o baa-Chan, and in those two weeks I realized how hard the world truly was. In two weeks, we had already been attacked three times, twice by robbers thinking we'd make good targets, and once by drunk old man complaining that shinobi were the reasons his wife had left him and took their kids. Baka. For the past three days, we had been safe. Were camping out on an mountain it seems.
Yoko says its flat on top, like a crater. I've never seen a crater. He's gone right now, so I could probably take my bandages off for a minute without hurting anything. Just to see the crater so I had an image of what it looked like. He wasn't happy last time though when I took them off to talk to o baa-Chan. I don't want to make him mad again, or have him feel like he failed Ita in his promise to never have me take them off.
I've been practicing though. I can take them off and leave them off or ten minutes if I concentrate really hard, about three if I can't. I hate my eyes. I've never seen them, never wanted to know what they looked like. I'd asked o baa-Chan and Yoko if my eyes were deformed, they had both replied, No, Chii, you're eyes are perfect. Perfect... Yeah, right. If this was perfection, then screw perfection, I want to be deformed. I remember asking Ita once about my eyes...
*flash back*
I was young then, well younger then I already am. Around four, and already to inquisitive for my own good. I had never taken off my bandages, always trusting Ita when he said not to. I had been carrying in some fruit that o baa-Chan had asked me to bring in. She had been picking them for days and letting me feel them, so that when I was tall enough to pick them I would know which fruits are which, but today she had hurt her back picking them and asked me to carry the basket.
I was out of the grove and heading towards the house when I sensed him. I had always been able to sense him, even when I was a baby. I don't know how it felt then, but then it felt like I had more weight on me. Not in an unpleasant sort of way just in a somebody just tied two five pound rocks on my waist sort of way.
I set the basket down and ran to where I sensed him coming in, recognizing his dark aura. Nobody was with him, which nobody ever was, but he had told me that if I ever sensed any body with him to hide in the grove and not come out till o baa-Chan came to get me.
"Ita! You're back! Guess what, Ita, Grandma says shes going to teach me how to cook. She was going to go get some spices and ingredients that had that bumpy writing she's been teaching me, but she hurt her back. I offered to go with Yoko and get some, but she said I'd have to ask you before I went into the village because its not safe for a young girl who cant see, even though I told her I CAN see, I just don't see with my eyes, and she said-"
"Chii."
"Yeah, Ita?"
"Can you please stop talking so fast? And no, you can't go into the village, as I've already told you several times."
"But-"
"No."
I had put my head down and continued to walk with him in silence, which was normal. Ita hadn't come to see me, or to go on about meaningless things. He came to change my bandages, pay o baa-Chan the money she always put away for me in case I needed something, tell me not to take my bandages off, and go back to doing illegal things that the leaf village wanted to kill him for.
That's Ita in a nut shell. However, I was young, and thought that my father loved me, or at least cared for me. We had got to the place where I had left the fruit so I went to pick it up, and came right back to his side.
"Little Spirit, where are you? Chii?"
"O baa-Chan's calling me, I'm going to run ahead okay, Ita?"
I knew he wouldn't answer so I went ahead and, not quite running, just walking very fast, met o baa-Chan at the door.
"Grandma, Grandma! Ita's here!"
"Is he, dear? I've got tea on so he can have some. Go put that basket in the kitchen and get the bandages ready when he gets here."
I quickly set down the fruit on the table and went up stairs to the room I shared with Yoko; got the bandages and the cream Ita put on my eyes so they wouldn't dry out, and ran downstairs to get everything ready. Ita was already down there, sitting with o baa-Chan.
"I got the bandages and the cream! Grandma, can we go to the village tomorrow if your back is feeling better? I can make a list-"
"I don't Chii going into the village for a while."
Ita spoke to o baa-Chan, completely ignoring me. My bandages were already off, and he was smearing the cream on my eyes.
"What do you mean I cant go into the village? Me and Grandma have to eat, and besides I like going to the village, its fun!"
"The Chunin exams are fixing to start and a lot of high people are going to be there. I don't want you running into them and having them notice you."
"I promise I wont leave Grandmas side, I just really want to-"
"I don't care. Want's are not whats important. I said no, and your going to listen."
I pushed away from with, the bandage he had started to put on me falling at my feet.
"Why should I have to pay for YOUR PROBLEMS?"
O baa-Chan gasped.
"Chii-"
I ran out the door, not wanting to hear what she would say.
"Chii-OH!"
I heard a thump, but I didn't go back. I couldn't. I just ran as far and as fast as I could, off the property into the woods. I ran faster and faster, the cream getting hard on my eyes, my cheeks burning. I wasn't sure how long I had run, or how far, but I tripped over a root, something I should have sensed. I skid for a minute, my head feeling like it was going through a cheese grater. I hit something hard. That's when my eyes popped open. I probably should have closed them right away, but the colors... Colors that I didn't even know the name to. The colors on the trees, the song of what must have been a bird, a sound I've heard so much but could never picture. While my senses could show me the shape of things so I could avoid them, all I ever saw was a red haze.
Now... I don't see how I could ever put my bandages on again.
"Huh?"
That's when I saw the flames. The unbearable heat, the darkest color I could imagine. And it was spreading. Everywhere I looked, dark flames consumed. The birds flew away, the other land animals tried to run, but the flames were faster and they were swallowed. I screamed, not understanding what was happening.
"Chii! Chii!"
"YOKO, DONT COME NEAR HERE!"
"Chii!"
"Ita!"
My anger at him forgotten, all I wanted was for him to help me, and I wanted him and Yoko to leave. I saw what these flames did, were still doing.
"Chii, close your eyes! Close them as tight as you can!"
I did as he said, shutting my eyes. That is, until I felt the heat on my arm. My eyes opened again as I stared at the flames that had caught on my sleeve.
"ITA! ITA, HELP ME! ITA! PAPA, PLEASE!"
I tried to wave the flames off, but it just kept spreading on my arms.
"Chii, close your eyes."
He was next to me, him and Yoko, somehow getting through the flames.
I shut my eyes again and cried at the pain. The pain, the death, the horrible flames.
Suddenly, the heat was gone. The smell, the awful smell was there, but the heat was gone. Ita picked me up in his arms and carried me away.
"Keep your eyes closed."
Like I was going to open them. My arm was hurt and wet with blood. It hurt- no it SCREAMED.
It hurt so bad and all I could do was cry.
"Ita... Did I do that? Did my eyes do that?"
"Yes. That is what they do, and why you were told never to open your eyes."
"What's wrong with my eyes?"
"Nothing, your eyes are perfection. People will kill to have the power of your eyes."
"But why? Why did they do that?"
"Your eyes are perfect. You were gifted with a kekkei genkai when you were born, called the Sharingan. It is a trait passed down the Uchiha line, only gifted to the best males in the clan. The best, the strongest. And yes, I said males. Before you, no female has ever carried the Sharingan. However, you were not normal. Most who inherit the Sharingan have to develop it, and cannot use it often, or they will lose their sight and their strength. You, a small child who was never truly born, was born with a perfect Sharingan. Your Sharingan is your natural eye, with all its powers. It never fades, you didn't even have to develop it. You are able to access all the powers of the Uchiha clan, something only the first Uchiha was able to do."
"Was he born with it?"
"No. He developed it over his life time. When he finally achieved it, he went insane. The power of his eyes started consuming him until he became a monster. A war started within the clan, a war against one man. Many of the clan were killed, the ones who survived forbade any Uchiha member to practice the perfection of the Sharingan, until it was forgotten that such a thing existed."
"Am I going to be like him?"
"I don't know."
I thought this over as we came to the house.
"Itachi, you foun- Oh dear lord child, what happened to you?"
Ita ignored her and took me to my room. He put some salve on my burn, wrapped it up, and then wrapped my eyes. He told o baa-Chan I was going to take a nap. Then he left with his normal parting words.
"Don't take those bandages off."
*end flashback*
I came out my day dreaming when Yoko came up holding a sack with two fish in it. He set it down next to the fire I had lit after he'd left.
"All right, lets cook these things."
Dinner went by pretty fast and soon we were curled up and falling asleep when Yoko said the wierdest thing.
"You know Chii, it's been two weeks. It's ok to mourn your father."
I didn't say anything, keeping to myself the things I would never say aloud.
That I didn't want to mourn, because I didn't care, because, in truth, I hated my father. I hated him with a passion that rivaled those black flames. I didn't tell him this, because it was my secret to carry. My burden. And as soon as I fulfilled Ita's last wish I was done. Forever...
Sorry it was so long, I try not to write so much, this just seemed like the easiest thing to do. So let me know what you think about it. And I left a clue in there to the next chapter I just was to see if anybody notices it. I'll try to update as soon as I can, just be patient. Let me know if you guys think this story is good, or if you think I need to change some things. So please feel free to comment, favorite, let me know your opinions on the story. I accept all comments, even the ones that totally bag on my story. Thanks bunches guys! R&R see ya later!
