Jacen – I'm out of ideas for this little intro. So I'll say the Disclaimer. I don't own Naruto, if I did then Naruto would have at least kissed either Hinata, Sakura, Ino or Ten-Ten by now…Thank you for reading. Please review. Hey, a guy can dream right?

Thinking

Kyuubi/Inner Voice

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Miharu could barely contain her excitement as she and Akira walked towards the Uchiha Compound. I can't believe that Akira-kun is walking with me, to meet my family. Rikku-neechan will be so jealous, even though she is dating Itachi. Akira-kun is so awesome!

Akira appeared deep in thought over meeting his teammate's family, for the first time. I wonder if Miharu-chan's cousin, Itachi, is as good as she says. Well, I'd better be on my best behavior, don't want to anger her family.

As the pair neared the Uchiha Compound, Miharu suddenly had a strong sense of foreboding and déjà vu. What is the ominous sensation that I'm feeling? That something bad is going to happen. Her face scrunched up as she remembered the dream she had the previous night.

Akira quickly noticed Miharu's look of worry as they drew closer to the compound.

"What's on your mind, Miharu-chan?" Akira asked with curiosity on his face.

"I'm fine, Akira-kun." She said with a smile on her face. I hope that he buys that.

"As you wish, Miharu-chan." Akira said with a confused look on his face. How did Miharu-chan's emotions change so quickly? Women are so confusing.

As they reached the entrance, both of their faces paled at the sight before them. Blood covered the large walls of the esteemed estate. Countless bodies with numerous kunai and shuriken sticking out of them were scattered aimlessly around the courtyard. The ground was red from the blood that covered it.

"Oh…my…god." Miharu said before fainting, conveniently into Akira's arms. SHIT! was all that he could think as he caught his teammate.

Akira quickly set her down against the door. Looking back at the carnage and he shook his head, fighting with all of his might to keep the contents of his stomach down.

"Ah, it appears that I missed one. No matter, both of you will die here tonight." An eerie voice called from the direction of a house behind them. Akira turned towards the owner of the voice, with anger and hatred in his eyes.

A raven-haired young man a little bit older then Akira came out of the house wearing ANBU body armor and holding a blood-stained ninja-to in his right hand. A pool of blood appeared beneath the point of the blade. Akira just stared into the man's crimson eyes and the man just smiled.

"You are not a Uchiha. Which means that I won't need the Mangekyou Sharingan to defeat you."

Akira's eyes narrowed as he stood up and without breaking eye contact with the man in the doorway he drew the katana from its sheath on his left hip in a single fluid motion. He brought his sword into a traditional kendo stance as he channeled and sharpened wind chakra into the blackened blade.

"I will kill you for what you did here. As the leaves fall in autumn, so shall you beneath my blade on this night." He said as he charged towards his foe, eyes filled with anger, and his sword glowing from the amount of wind chakra running through it. The crimson-eye man smiled as he casually dodged Akira's attack.

"Your kenjutsu is impressive, as is your nature manipulation. But before my eyes, your techniques are undone." The crimson-eyed man explained as he slashed horizontally with his sword. Only to have it clash against Akira's second blade, in a reverse grip. This only made the man laugh. "Oh, so you're going to give up the ability to use jutsu to employ a second blade. Pitiful."

Akira smiled.

"Kazekiri." He spoke as he slashed up shattering the man's sword and sending him flying and bleeding a little from the chest.

"Most impressive. A ranged wind jutsu without using seals. I guess that I have to resort to the Mangekyou Sharingan, I'm simply out of time. Tsukiyomi!" The man said as his eyes changed.

Akira found himself strapped to a wooden cross, in a world without color. The man's crimson eyes were the only thing that was not black and white. A katana was in his hand.

"Welcome to my realm. I control everything here. Time, matter, substance. For the next three days, I will slowly cut you. Enjoy." He said with a smile on his face, just before he began his work…

Miharu regained consciousness just in time to see Akira fall to the ground.

"AKIRA-KUN!!!" She yelled as she ran over to him. "Itachi-niisama, what have you done?"

She looked over at him with her Sharingan eyes had activated, from her anger.

"That doesn't concern you, Miharu. You are the last Uchiha besides Sasuke. I will only leave Sasuke to avenge the clan. Your clan's techniques shall die with you." The crimson-eyed man said.

"For what you did to Akira-kun. I will never forgive you. You may have obtained the Legendary Mangekyou Sharingan. But never forget, I still have its counterpart running though my veins, the blood of Madara's sister." She said as her normally soft eyes developed an edge.

"You defeat me, now that's rich." Itachi said with a chuckle. "Karasubushin no jutsu." He said with a smile before disappearing into flock of crows.

Shit, where did he go. Miharu thought as she looked around her with her Sharingan eyes.

"Poor Miharu, to have stage two Sharingan eyes and to not even be close to seeing me. No wonder you were the weakest of the Uchihas. Your sister at least lasted longer than you." Itachi's voice seemed to be coming from all directions, taunting her. "Oh well, play time is over. I wonder if you'll break as quickly as your sister did under Tsukiyomi."

Hearing the name of the main branch's insidious genjutsu, she couldn't help but shudder. She had yet to hear of anyone in the secondary branch that had unlocked their family's ultimate techniques. Suddenly Miharu felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Too slow." Itachi said as he pulled her away from Akira's unconscious body and flung her against the wall of the house…hard. His right hand wrapped around her pale thin throat as he lifted her by the throat to stare directly into his eyes. "Tsukiyomi."

"Tsukiyomi." That one word was enough to completely fuck up her entire plan to get her and Akira-kun out of here.

Suddenly she found herself watching the entire Uchiha massacre on repeat for what seemed like three days straight while stuck in her cousin's genjutsu.

"Oh so you were able to remain conscious after being hit by my Tsukiyomi, hmm? Interesting, perhaps if you live long enough you can live to fight another day." Itachi said with a smirk as he jabbed the remains of his shattered ninja-to into her abdomen. Her eyes grew wide from the pain. "Good-bye, Miharu-neechan." Itachi said as he released her and let her bleeding unconscious body hit the floor…

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