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First off, I DO NOT OWN NARUTO OR NARUTO SHIPPUDEN! AND I NEVER WILL. I only own my characters and that is it. So don't sue me please! Kishimoto, love your work so please no lawsuit my man.


Alright back with the second half of the flashback. Gonna get this chapter so hope you guys like it. WOOOO! ENJOY!

Chapter 4: Flashback Part 2


*Enter Flashback*

For years we lived away from Konoha; traveling to the west into the war-torn village of Amegakure. First arriving to the nearly abandoned land hidden beneath the ever-pouring rain. Taking refuge in a deserted apartment in one of the few buildings not submerged underwater, I took guard against the windowsill every night.

The ominous feeling of being watched setting me on edge as I stared off into the darkened abyss of the village from the fairly small apartment. Though I managed to stay my sanity after the craze-inducing event from the Leaf, my brother, however, was not so lucky.

The poor boy twisted an turned in the one makeshift bed we had constructed; more of a few spare blankets, and every night he would murmur to himself. I was fully aware of his condition, but kept relatively to myself. Being fresh out of the nest Chunin basically yelled that we weren't even ready of this type of life. Still, he had other reasons for being this uncomfortable.

Tokara wasn't a very skilled at being a ninja and this was immediately seen by the clan as a weakness. Thus, putting me right into the category of prodigy and the rest of the clan acknowledging my feats. Praise was given to me. Praise for my Sharingan, activated before my brother and what set us both drifting apart.

Don't get me wrong, the boy loved me just as siblings always did; though his jealousy is what I feared might take advantage of the horrid event that occurred in out clan.

On a particular evening, as I had seated myself against the windowsill, a cold ominous feeling seemed to shake the very marrow in my bones. With the shake of my lightly damp hair, I rid the thought from my mind while keeping my gaze stuck upon the barely visible environment hidden behind the unending downpour.

Wrapped the a thin shall tighter around my form; throwing a quick glimpse of Tokara's sleeping form whilst clutching the katana my father had once used during his career. Lit only by a single candlelight; the compact apartment was excellent for keeping us hidden from any outside threats, if there were any. With an exasperated sigh escaping my lips, I mumbled to myself.

"What would you have done, Dad?"

The rustling of sheet covers brought my attention backwards and away from my thoughts; gazing bewilderedly upon my brother barely standing form. I shrugged it off; turning back towards the outside world and unknown to whatever my sibling was doing at the moment.

My brow furrowed at the sound of a kunai as I whirled to spot Tokara gazing up at me with a look of insanity. Murmuring an indistinct set of curses at the amount of KI he was forcing upon me.

"Brother.." Cutting the wall of silence like a hot knife through butter.

I gulped down a lump of what I thought was nervousness, while moving to my feet ever so slowly. My attention upon two things specifically. His eyes, which were now accented with the red glow of our clan and his voice. Faintly, different the the over exuberant boy I new and loved.

"Whatever you are thinking, don't do it brother. Don't do anything you will regret."

Unaffected by my plea for a ceasefire; he lunged forward and swung his blade towards me. Easily outmaneuvering the boy, while keeping him relatively unharmed at the same time.

"Would you quit it, Tokara!"

Unlucky for me, my words were unheard or simply ignored as he barreled towards me almost drunkenly. Giving the boy a good hard shove prior to backpedaling to the edge of the windowsill. With one last look, I backflipped out the panel to the outside world; the rain promptly soaking through my clothes while my hair drew down over my face.

To my dismay, he followed suit. Falling to the water's surface that we both now stood upon; clothes and hair now just as soaked as mine. Repeatedly, he charged towards me unskillfully; ensuing in a series of parries and blocks. Every attempt at landing a hit against me failed just as I maneuvered out of every assault. I, finally, separated the two of us with a parry, before delivering a swift kick to his ribs, forcing him backwards.

"I think...you should know...why...I'd be doing this."

I cocked an eyebrow as his sudden change in demeanor; first trying to kill me and now insisting on informing me of his reasoning. Dismissing my thoughts while he cleared his throat and started off.

"You know of the Sharingan and well enough go it's abilities. Thought, do you know of it's divine form; the Mangekyō?"

My red orbs widening in realization; clearly understanding his now understandable intent.

"You're probably asking yourself why I know this. I do read a lot y'know."

He waved a mocking finger at me, before continuing.

"Right, the Mangekyō Sharingan is a step further from the original, giving it new abilities. Still..." He went ahead to pace back and forth; not even having his monologue directed to me.

"There is a catch. This, magnificent ocular-jutsu wielding individual must've killed a close friend or family member for that matter. Still, there is a curse to this dojutsu; permanent blindness from overuse of said eye. Nevertheless, we have found a cure for this. A way to safety use the Mangekyō. Transferring a Sharingan of a sibling, an Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan is then awakened."

Ultimately, finished with his soliloquy, he pivoted about the still ever-rising surface of water to meet my gaze with his own. His Sharingan filled with a sole quality that made my form shiver. Insanity.

"Now, today! I will claim your eyes for my own! I will finally show this world, I am the better of the two of us! You will finally be the failure! I will finally be the great Uchiha I was meant to be!"

All the blood seemed rush from my face, leaving a pale ivory against the darkened night sky. I was shaken from my thoughts just as Tokara had settled upon a higher seal. "Katon: Gōkakyū no Jutsu!" The few seconds between the time he expelled the massive orb of flame towards me, I threw myself away from the bombardment.

We met each other halfway; returning to parries and blocks between the two of us. Sparks igniting amongst the consistent clashing of steel weaponry. Clenching my teeth together; I cursed under my breath at how long this had been prolonged. At last, the edge of my blade loosened against my brother's insisting drive against it, forcing him to loose his balance ever so slightly.

Taking his baffled expression in my favor, before performing a sudden upwards laceration adjacent his exposed chest. The utter shock from his misstep now butted away, replaced with the pained expression he now displayed. The white of his eyes replacing his Sharingan just as he slumped into my awaiting extended arms.

"Forgive me... brother."

Cradling the lifeless boy in my lap; falling to my knees not so long ago. Ultimately, leaving me the only Uchiha, to my knowledge, alive. The thought now coursing through my mind as fresh tears, alongside the continuing rainfall, began to cascade down my cheeks. Never had I cried like this; the utter agony and impact of the situation colliding into my emotions like a ton of bricks.

Jolted from my depressive mourning, a wave of white hot pang in my eyes forced my hands to brush against the pain-filled orbs. A failed attempt at trying to cease the sudden and almost overwhelming sensation in my eyes. A few curses and eye rubs later, I utilized the mirrored surface of the water below me. The astonished scene before me freezing my form still.

My Sharingan was, different, yet still felt the same; three black curved arrows pointed away from the pupil, with a black circle running around the pupil, giving it a somewhat, spiral shape. Recalling my brother's previous spiel of insanity, I recognized the different comma pattern. The Mangekyō Sharingan.

Nonetheless, the ultimate cost of my own brother and the only remaining section of my clan. Lowering my pained gaze to his now calm demeanor, almost peaceful, and lifted a few soaked hairs from his forehead.

Without warning, I made distinguished a causal claps behind me along with twisting myself to face the source. Unfamiliar in my eyes; the woman had shoulder-length blue hair, amber colored eyes, a few piercings while adorned with a black robe emblazoned with red clouds.

Newly acquired eyes widening as I noticed the extended paper spear that now hovered above her. The halberd now in pinpoint range of skewering me. Almost on queue, as if sensing the oncoming danger, I felt my left eye strain against the sight of her. Her form instantaneously erupted in what I considered jet-black flames; destroying what now, to my surprise, was a clone.

To my dismay, crimson staining liquid began to drip from the same eye; shooting searing pain through the ocular lens. I swerved myself around in an attempt to spot her and to my relief, spotted her again.

"Please, do not fear. I have not come for a fight."

I narrowed my right eye, the other held closed by my hands, not exactly expecting her to speak. "Hard to believe when you were on the verge of impaling me..." I exhaled a sigh of What do you want?"

I could just barely make out a faint half smile on the woman's face.

My name is Konan. A member of the organization known as Akatsuki. I observed what happened just now, and have decided to approach you with a proposition.

I cocked an eyebrow, finally able to clear my left eye enough to perceive her floating form. "A request to join your organization? And why should I do that?"

She simply shrugged, returning to her previous expressionless demeanor.

"From what I see, you have nothing left. A murdered clan. A lost brother. No where to live. You seem to now be alone."

My eyes trailed to the water below us, allowing he words to seep in. She steadily moved to a now few feet from me, placing a surprisingly warm hand on my shoulder. "Let Akatsuki be your 'new' family. We strive towards peace and I would assume you need peace more than many others."

I only nodded; feeling her begin to trail me behind her, while my brother hang limply in my arms.

"We do, however, have a member that can strengthen you. Of course, you won't be a test patient. Not under our eyes. Only, increasing your strengths. We have things to make you stronger, and you need a place to settle down in. Quite the compromise I would assume."

I nodded curtly, following her down into one of the buildings that was just across from us.


Alright, sorry guys, one more chapter of flashback. I was going to use Pain instead of Konan, but Pain wouldnt seem like he would smile. So yeah... Next will be the Akatsuki. It will be pretty brief so expect the present next time. Okay! Stay frosty!