A.N Hello again guys welcome to chapter 5 of Mother to Son :) Sorry if the last chapter was bad I just thought of the beginning not the end lol.

Echo Uchiha- I don't believe he will, but he is going insane… Thank you for my review!

Scarlette Shizure- Thanks for the help! :) He's been having those, but I think this is the first time I had written about him sleeping, besides at the very beginning. Thanks for the review

Lg514- Yep the sickness and his troubles with Danzo are now making him loose his mind. I hope Danzo is proud of himself. YES, DANZO DOES SUCK! It makes me mad even writing about him. :) Thank you for reviewing so happy you loved it :D

Person You Don't Know- I hate Danzo too, :) I'm happy it was a dream too. :D Thank you for my review it make me very happy :3

Now we will get this chapter started.

As Itachi lied down in the bed, he had to repeatedly tell him self not to punch the wall and break something from his frustration. It would be childish to through a tantrum over going to bed. He closed his eyes and fell back to sleep, thankfully this time it was a peaceful one. As he awoke the next morning, it was to his surprise that he slept the rest of the day yesterday and the entire night. He let out a yawn and stood up to stretch as he did so bile began rising in his throat and his body started to throb. He ignored the pains, even if they did hurt; he had dealt with them long enough to now withstand them with out almost fainting. Though the taste in his throat bothered him. He began moving down to the kitchen, his vision was fuzzy and the world seemed to be whirling, but he didn't care, he felt just as he did yesterday, completely carefree. He let out a soft chuckle.

"Why do I feel like this, I was so… miserable at first when Danzo gave me my mission and now I don't seem to care what the hell happens," Itachi asked himself as he approached the kitchen.

He almost laughed again over nothing, almost smiled a genuine smile for no reason. He forced himself to keep a straight face so his mother and father wouldn't look at him with concern. He had to compel the want to turn to his family and say "Hey guys, I'm gonna kill you in a month, but don't worry, I still love you," and then fall to the floor in laughter. He had to force himself not to say anything because he knew for a fact if he let anything out of his mouth they would label him insane and very possibly take him to a mental hospital. Apparently trying to fake out his mother didn't work, she could see the strain he was putting on his face to keep from smiling. She raised an eyebrow but said nothing, merely went back to washing the dishes. After what felt like hours in silence, his mother turned towards him.

"Hungry Itachi? I made breakfast," his mother questioned drying her hands, "you'd have to eat quickly though so you could get going on today's mission."

He let himself smile now, a real smile, he nodded to her happily. She smiled back masking her worry, she was pleased her son was showing true happiness, but was also shocked, what made him change from the unemotional mess he had been just yesterday. Itachi himself didn't quite understand why he felt this way, his family's murder was a month away, why was he smiling such a real smile, why did he want to talk, sing, laugh, smile, why…? How was he able to feel happiness at such an awful time? He had a simple answer. He was crazy, but something told him that was only half it.

"Maybe this is from the sickness, if so, that's one good thing it gave me out of an entire mess it created, or maybe Danzo and his sick twisted mind had finally driven me mad," he was mentally asking himself.

His mother placed his food on the table, Itachi looked at her and gave another smile, "thank you mother," he said cheerfully. He was sick to his stomach as he had been for the last couple of days but ate anyway.

"Something's really brightened your spirit today," Fugaku commented looking at his son.

"Yep."

"What might it be?" his father asked narrowing his eyes.

"I dunno," Itachi replied before thinking.

He felt his father's eyes burning into him, Itachi thought about what he said; it wasn't at all common to see the Uchiha prodigy so bubbly for no reason.

"Um, I'm happy because in the ANBU yesterday I was told I would start taking on solo missions," Itachi said quickly. Technically he wasn't lying.

His father nodded and smiled, "excellent, that's my boy," he said praising him. It was rare for a 13 year old to take on solo ANBU missions since all their mission were S-ranked ones, in fact it had never happened before, but Itachi wouldn't tell him why it happened.

"Okay, I have to go get ready," he announced before walking off.

She looked at him in confusion and nodded. Itachi realized his mistake yet again; he never announces when he's leaving he just does. He shook his head and left.

He put his gear on quickly until he got to his chest, he gently touched it and it immediately began to sting, he could see blood threatening to pour from the wound. He giggled at his stupidity and put the rest of his armor on. It was still too early for him to leave, so he just stared out the window.

He lied his arms on the window ceil, resting his head in his hands. Itachi looked down, the ground wasn't that far down, but a fall would still hurt. "I wonder what it's like jumping out of a window," he murmured. Even with that crazy thought, a smile was still pasted on his face. "Would it hurt? Probably, it seems like fun though. Maybe I could found out for myself," he beamed. As soon as the words left his mouth, he truly felt insane.

"What's wrong with me," he whimpered. He pondered for a while on whether or not he should go get some physic ninja to go looking around in his head, until he realized just how many secrets it held. He was fine at first with being happy over nothing, crazy, but at least happy. He's kind of frightened of what he will do now since he just considered jumping out of a window just for the hell of it. The worrying didn't last to long, something in his mind wouldn't let it, he went back to the same cheerful, mindless, insane person he was a second ago, not Itachi.

"Itachi, hurry up, you're going to be late!" his mother called downstairs.

"Okay," he called back enthusiastically walking downstairs. He waved to his mother and father and walked out the door.

"That was… frightening," Fugaku said pursing his lips.

Mikoto rolled her eyes, "Sure, Itachi is acting like the living dead, always walking completely emotionless and you say it's normal, but when he's happy and acting like a normal child you say it's frightening."

"Very, when it's Itachi," his father pointed out.

"Humph," Mikoto said turning her head. She wouldn't let him know, but she worried too.

As Itachi made his way to the ANBU headquarters, he saw his team- ex-teammates up ahead.

"Hey Itachi!" Emi yelled, her voice echoing through the morning sky. Shizuka elbowed her gently as a signal to quiet down. Emi gave a cute pout and turned away. Itachi gave a sigh; he would miss Emi, her soft white hair, big purple curious eyes, confusing personality… Itachi's eyes widened slightly at thinking that, what the hell he never thought about her that way before… did he? He mentally slapped.

"Ready for today's mission?" she asked, her smile glowing.

"I don't have missions with you guys anymore, I was taken off your squad," Itachi told her.

"Really?" she asked, he could see creases in her forehead.

"Yeah," he replied walking by them.

"Oh," she whispered sadly.

As he walks off, she stared in his direction.

"What?" Shizuka questioned looking in the same direction

"His aroma, it hasn't changed any."

The sickness was bothering him again. Making him stumble, it was getting harder to breath, the world was spinning too quickly, he was getting confused where he was, and his whole body was trembling from the immense pain.

"When I'm not planning on finding a stupid way to kill myself or acting like I'm nuts, my body is killing me anyway," he sniveled. He straightened up and leveled his breathing before entering Danzo's office.

"Uchiha," Danzo acknowledged him.

"Yes, Lord Danzo?"

"I suppose you came for your mission?"

"Yes."

"Currently, there are no solo missions available, so you are assigned to a day of training, we must make sure that you have enough strength to defeat all of those traitors," Danzo sneered.

Itachi nodded robotically and turned to leave. Even with his best, Danzo saw through and noticed something was off about the child. As Itachi was leaving, he could see a slight tremble in the boy's hand. Danzo took note of that and went back to his paper work.

Itachi enjoyed being out in the sun while training, the warmth comforted him. He was working on his sharingan, though his body was still weak. The pain in his body stayed, making him continually shake. Using the sharingan felt impossible with the severe pain, but he managed. Taking a break every few hours and relaxing in the feathery grass. He was thinking about what was up with him, why he was so bubbly now. He saw the worried look on his mother's and even father's face when he was acting like an actual child this morning. He started thinking about his mission, his duty, the cruel duty that would decided his destiny forever, tie it together with unbreakable strings, make the rest of his life no more different then it is now, it will still be painful, it will still be pointless, only now it would be pain in his heart. Somehow thinking that made him chuckle, very softly at first then he broke into a roar of laughter. He got up and started dancing around, the sudden movements making his body scream in protest, but his mind made him continue. He felt the pain and it hurt like hell but he still danced around in circles.

Maybe his life was a joke, trying to make him suffer just for the joy of it; maybe it was a sadistic demon using its cruel powers to make him suffer. Well if he laughed at the demon, let it know he didn't care anymore maybe it would stop. Maybe it was the want, the need to be away from all the pain that that drove him crazy. After all, if he can't feel the suffering, if he could just laugh about it, what is the point of continuing to torture him?

A.N. So what did you think, Good? Bad? Absolutely awful? Hopefully not the last one. I know Itachi was acting way to OCC but don't forget he's crazy at the moment. The reason I updated so early is because I really want to start on my Zatch Bell fanfic, but I told myself finish your first two then you can ;). one last thing Please please please leave me a review i love them and i really really would like it if you did ;) so pleaseeeeee?