Anime/Manga » Naruto » Dreaming of FeyAuthor: Raistlinrains Rated: M - English - Drama/Romance - Reviews: 1 - Published: 08-17-10 - Updated: 08-17-10id:6248214

"People talking"

(People thinking)

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Let's begin shall we?

Chapter 1. Itachi's fey dream

Itachi was cold. That was the first description many people would give of him when asked. Cold, calculating, and emotionless. They would have been shocked had they even seen a raised eyebrow from the quiet young man that was a legend in the making.

So for Kakashi, Itachi's Anbu captain. It was without a doubt strange to see the younger ninja seemingly looking lost in thought. He had been like that for a day and a half now and frankly the silver haired dog summoner began to wonder just what could hold the raven haired teenager's interest for so long. If he had the ablity to read minds he might have understood. For Itachi genius of the Uchiha clan, one of the youngest ANBU ever and master of more than one shinobi discipline was relieving the moment he saw the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

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Itachi's thoughts were gray. Neutral and quiet as he walked peacefully under the stars on the forest path he strolled. His moments away from the pressures placed upon him were the most precious and the most guarded Itachi had. So he preffered the more isololated woods from the village to get away from people and all their demands. His charcoal black eyes scanned the forest alert even during the moment of peace he'd aquired. His long black hair held in a ponytail swayed slightly in the wind as he wore his standard ANBU outfit and gear.

He only been out for thirty minutes and so had plenty of time to just be. The thought hit him that there was no weight on his shoulders for now and a small quirk of his lip was the hint of a smile he displayed in pleasure at the thought. However the quiet was ended with the first note of music faintly brought to his attention by the wind. He stopped and cocked his head to the side listening as his body went to full alert.

There..the music was faint but it was no figment of his mind. Caustiously but with curiousty gaining an interest Itachi steathily moved towards the source of the music. As he came closer the young ANBU listened to what he knw to be a flute being played. The music was neither fast nor slow. It seemed neither to be a happy song nor mournful but carried a senseless of timeless appeal he coudnt identify. That more than anything made him far more interested in the mysterious musician.

What sort of person would he find? An ally or enemy? Man or woman? What was the purpose for such a seemingly endless melody? Unknowingly the small uplifted corner of his lips returned as his thoughts revolved around the music and its unknown musician. However nothing prepared him for the sight he came opun.

In a small clearing of white flowers sat the most beautiful woman Itachi had ever seen playing the flute under the moonlight. Her beautiful almost silver blond hair cascading down her back like golden silk. The mysterious musicians face was angular with high delicate cheek bones. Her tiny nose lead to pale pink lips that were framed perfectly to face. Her eyes remained to Itachi frustatingly closed as she played. Her body was covered in a white kimono with a single full moon decorating the back. Though the design was simple the kimono was not simple but woven silk of the most expensive quality.

Her hands moved with her delciate and dexterious fingers moved across her intrument like a master. The fingernails were painted a faint translucent silver. A sparkle drew the attention to her right wrist were a silver chain imbedded with moonstones shined int he moonlight. No other jewelry seemed present nor was needed itachi believed.

Itachi moved with all his skill to the edge of the clearing and watched this scene stolen from some dream before him. Never before had anyting caught his interest as this woman he had never met. He was entranced and ensnared as he the great Uchiha prodigy swayed softly before the power of the vision and silky touch of the music she wrought opun him.

Without knowing she had done what no enemy nor ally nor family had ever done to the raven haired youth. Silenced his mind entirely. There was need to think in that time. Simply to be was all that was needed as he drank in the phantasmal woman and her music. Then as with all things in time the moment was gone and te musician done.

With baited breath Itachi watched as she this mysterious fey lowered her flute and turned her head towards the moonlight and in his direction to which the ninja offered a silent prayer in thanks. Then just as Itachi had hoped she slowly opened her eyes and stole the power from his lungs. Her eyes sparkled in the moonlight as pale blue diamonds. They were like stars that had been brought for the teenager to gaze opun in wonder.

(She is..She is the most beautiful woman.) Itachi thought simply and without the words he felt it deserved to describe her for him. Then it was simply that no words would ever be right. However his involuntary lost sigh was not unheard. With a sharp turn of her head, the fey woman sighted him and widened in surprise. Then it was his turn to be surprised for with a stand and a spin that caused hair hair to fly about her she faded from view leaving a single white flower with a blue center floating to the ground where she had stood.

Itachi sat still for but a moment in a sense of loss before moving to the spot she vanished. Inspecting it he found but the flower and its seems in her haste to escape the very flute she had captured him with. The flute was wooden with long ivy designs wrapped around a full moon at the very tip. The wood was a dark brown and was polished to a shine. With a reverential touch he picked up the flute and brought it to his eye level. He examined it before with a slight nod placed it gently within the folds of his shirt.

Closing his eyes for a moment as he prepared to leave Itachi caught the smell of jasmine in the air. He took the scent deeply into his being remembering it as he commited the memories before hand to perfect clarity in his mind and holding it in a special place within him to remember. For whatever the reason Itachi knew it would be a long time if ever he see the moonlit maiden he had spied opun. Though he must see her once more at some point. If for no other reason than return the flute to its rightful owner.

With one last look about the clearing Itachi departed. Beginning the first steps in a journey to pursue something few would believe. Others would riducule, some would believe but all that reaaly mattered was for the first time in his life young and dangerous life Itachi Uchiha prodigy of the Uchiha clan, ANBU and partiot of the will of fire had something he wanted to pursue purely for his own want. Something he desired for himself. Someone with golden hair who smelled of jasmine. A fey in the moonlight.

END

Its been awhile and now I'm back in the states. I'm going to try and blow the dust off the skills and writing. SO this was a what if. More to reintegrate myself back into the rhythm of it. Let me know what you all think but please be constructive so I can now what needs to be polished.

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