FYI: Natsumi never knew about Itachi and Kisame's first trip to Konoha for Naruto, so she knew nothing about them and their association with the Akatsuki (she was never informed about them for some reason). In addition to this, Sasuke also never encountered Itachi and Kisame but he did learn about them from Naruto, unlike Natsumi.

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Disclaimer: If I owned Naruto or Death Note, I wouldn't be writing this to fill the empty void. LOL.


Same day: December 14

1:10 p.m.

"Ugh…I feel a hangover coming on…" groaned Hikari, pressing a palm to her head as she leaned over the arm of the couch.

"Well you did drink two tall glass of straight alcohol, what'd ya expect?"

"And that's my fault Junko?"

After removing her arms and hands from Sasuke, she'd fallen asleep within seconds to the relief of both young men. In the short five minute nap, she slept off her loopy, drunken state and had woken up sober.

Junko turned to his older sister. "…Hikari…I'll um…be right back."

"Yeah, fine…" She stretched out contently. "Eyah…this couch is comfy…why'd Sasuke leave out all of a sudden again…?"

Her twin sighed slowly and looked at the partially left opened door; the Uchiha had just left a couple minutes ago out of the blue with no explanation. And the middle Takara felt he knew the reason; if this feeling was right, then he needed to go after him, ASAP. Or things will go awry very quickly, very soon.

"Junko?"

"…Well first of all you did something very inappropriate to him." stated Junko wryly, coming out of his thoughts.

"Huh…?" Hikari stared up at the ceiling with a frown. "I don't remember doing something of that nature to Sasuke…"

Junko shook his head at his absentminded aneki and pulled his sweater back on, face solemn. I know why Sasuke left…Itachi is here…I can tell even though he's keeping his chakra well hidden…I gotta do something!

"Later Hikari, I'm out! Stay here and rest!" The last person she needs to see is Itachi…

"What? But otouto—" Alas, he was gone and out the door before she could stop him, closing it with a loud slam. She sighed and pouted. "Ugh. Alone. Again…aaauuuggghh CHOOO!" Hikari plucked a Kleenex from a small pink box on the coffee table nearby and blew her nose. "Damn it…please don't let me get sick again…"

A few knocks sounded on the closed door. "Alright I'm coming…ugh," Hikari groans at the pounding ache in her temple as she gets up and walks over to the door, opening it. Her burgundy eyes widened in surprise at the unexpected guest. "Light-san?"

The young man smiled amicably at her, dressed in a red and black checkerboard print hoodie and thick blue pants for the afternoon chill and snow flurry. "Is this a bad time…Kumiko-san?" he inquired politely.

"No, I'm just…uh…" Quickly she searches for a logical explanation. "…Kind of feverish."

"Oh…"

It was to some extent true. All thanks to that damn alcohol that is. Hikari smiled up at him but remembered something that made her cringe inside guiltily. Crap…I still haven't told him my real name…

"Then I'll make this quick since you need to get some rest. I wanted to let you know that I am going on a vacation to visit my cousin; I'll be gone for about three days."

'Wonder why he's telling me this…' thought Hikari, but she smiled nonetheless. "That's cool. I'm glad you told me. Oh and Light-san, I—"

"Well take care, Kumiko-san. Get well soon, okay."

He leaves and she slumps forward, missing her chance. "Great…"

Hikari gazed at the snowy landscape outside. Smiling, she took a small step forward when an undersized icicle fell right in front of her foot shattered into innumerable bits of lucid ice. She blinked in shock, brows knitting together and a pitfall feeling pervades her stomach. "…I got a bad feeling just now…someone's in trouble." She ran a hand over her face, pinching the bridge of her nose. "I better check it out.


"You're impetuous as always, Natsumi."

"Let go of me!"

Natsumi had wound up in this position when she had carelessly charged at him in blind fury like she had the night of the Massacre. In a sparse moment, Itachi had her by the collar of her jacket, raised off the ground, successfully cutting off her air supply. She was in a serious bind and repeatedly asked herself why the hell she didn't just contact someone who could handle them instead of taking it upon herself. But it was too little too late now.

"Let me go!" she repeated gasping for breath as she struggled against her captor. But it was virtually futile; the Uchiha was just too strong for her.

Kisame laughed vociferously at the foolhardy demand, frosty mist billowing from his mouth. "As if Itachi would listen to a little girl like you,"

The Uchiha traitor withdrew a kunai from his sleeve and sliced through her winter undergarments, exposing her back. A long jagged scar was faded, but still there, evidence of her last encounter with him. "Still here, huh? Does it still hurt…?" he whispered maliciously by her ear, making her blood run cold.

Natsumi said nothing and concentrated on getting loose. But that was getting her nowhere fast. Overpowering panic bagan to seeping in her conscious. I-If I don't hurry, I-I'll-

"Uchiha Itachi, get your filthy hands off her!" yelled an angry new voice, interrupting her thoughts.

The Akatsuki memebers glance at the owner; Itachi's scarlet eyes narrow vaguely, still keeping his hold on the weakly flailing girl. Natsumi's ruby eyes weakly flickered to where the criminals were staring at only to let out a half strangled gasp. Oh no!

There stood Sasuke looking thoroughly enraged at seeing his traitorous older brother with Natsumi in his grasp, his Sharingan instinctively triggered.

"…It's been a while…Sasuke." comments Itachi slowly, looking over his otouto briefly. "You've grown much in the past 8 years since I last saw you." The younger Uchiha's expression darkens at those words, remembering the fateful traumatic incident.

"Well, well who's this new comer?" asked Kisame. "He looks awfully like you, eh, Itachi?"

"He's my otouto."

"So he's an Uchiha? Itachi, I thought you had wiped out your own clan?"

"He wasn't worth killing." he replied shortly in an emotionless tone.

"Is that so? This should be interesting then."

Kisame grins amusedly, watching the younger Uchiha's lip curl into a snarl and his jaw clenching in fury, his Sharingan shining brightly through the falling snow.

"I said let Natsumi go, Itachi! Your fight is with me!" The elder Uchiha blinked and silently raised the kunai to her uncovered back; she whimpered fearfully and Sasuke's eyes widened in comprehension of his next cold hearted move. "Stop—"

"Foolish otouto."

Natsumi screamed out in horrendous pain as her old wound was viciously ripped opened again. A copious amount of dark blood spurted out, staining the pure white snow red. Itachi tossed her lightly away like a rag doll behind him. She hit the ground and rolled a few yards away from them in the snow before coming to a stop, utterly motionless.

"That was very cruel of you Itachi." said Kisame with his ever present grin looking at him in somewhat surprise.

However, Sasuke's eyes raged with burning, unyielding wrath. It was just like before, the night of the Massacre. He'd been powerless to protect Natsumi back then and even now he couldn't stop his older brother from doing the same damage to her again. That and his intense abhorrence of Itachi caused him to lose his head and he charged recklessly, powering up a Chidori in his right hand.

"You bastard, how dare you!"


The middle Takara child was getting closer to the scene."Now I'm almost sure of it…it's definitely Itachi…hang on." Junko paused. "I don't recognize the other chakra…it must be his partner…Hoshigaki Kisame." He was gratefully Kakashi had informed him about Itachi and the Akatsuki when they had first infiltrated Konoha. Now if only he could reach them in time…


"Aaaugh!" Sasuke groaned painfully as he knocked back again by his brother's powerful blows, but he is up within seconds, even though he's panting laboriously. He swore under his breath.

I'm not done yet! I've been training all this time! I won't let him get away!

He reactivates his Sharingan and glares hatefully at his aniki. The wind picked up and blew a cold breeze between them. Poor Natsumi lay forgotten in the snow which was quickly starting to covering her body from sight due to the heavy snowfall above. Itachi gave Sasuke a withering stare, unaffected by his little brother's relentless attempt to kill him.

Subsequently, Junko had finally located them and slipped up in the branches of a tree, observing the going-ons. He frowned darkly, easily recognizing his ex-childhood friend. So it really is him…

Itachi conversely turns his eyes up toward the grove of trees and looks at one in particular, a half smirk gracing his lips. "Heh…now you're here too, Junko…our little reunion is almost complete."

Said boy sucked his teeth and leapt from his hiding spot, sending a blood chilling glare his way. He found me so easily…

"Why are you here?!"

"It's none of your business kid."

Junko turned to the Kiri-nin. "You're both part of the Akatsuki are you not?"

"Hm. So you know about us?" remarked Kisame.

Itachi faintly smirked. "…Junko was always well-informed."

"Shut up and focus on me!" snapped Sasuke furiously. He powered up another Chidori the electric blue energy crackling menacingly in his hand, some of his flesh cracking off at the raw power.

Junko gasped. "Wait Sasuke don't!"

"Diiiiiieeeeeee!" the younger Uchiha cried, charging at Itachi again, ignoring Junko.

Kisame sighed lowly, looking slightly envious. Itachi you're lucky; you're having all the fun…what happened to not 'temping a fight?'

Sasuke was nearing his impassive older brother when the altercation was interrupted with a cry of Katon: Gōkakyu no jutsu (Fire release: Great Fireball Technique).

"What the—!" The raven stopped in his tracks as a large ball of fire intersected his path to Itachi which in turn preventing his assault, the heat melting the snow and leaving a watery trail as it dispersed into the frosty afternoon sky.

"…Hikari…" muttered Itachi, automatically recognized her chakra signature. It's finally complete…

Junko cursed silently as his older sister dropped by Sasuke's side and stood her full height, anger marring her features. Damnit, she found out anyway…

"Well it's you two." she spat venomously although her dauntlessness wavered slightly when she fully faced the Akatsuki members but she quickly concealed it.

Kisame smirked at the newest arrival. This must be the eldest child of the Takara family.

"Hikari…Junko…Natsumi…" murmured Itachi almost nostalgically. "My old friends…"

"Don't address me as your friend!" snarled Junko in utter disgust. Natsumi? She's not here what the hell is Itachi talking about?

Hikari chose to ignore the ex-Konoha shinobi's statement. "What the hell are two doing back here, especially you, Uchiha Itachi!!" she hissed, tone laced with animosity. "After the unforgivable treachery you committed you dare show your face again?!"

Itachi effortlessly retained his composure under Hikari's virulent glare, disregarding her heated demand for an answer. Kisame on the other hand chortled, observing them all with a humorous smirk. "My, my; this is turning out to be quite the nostalgic reencounter for you, eh Itachi-san?"

Sasuke, who looked considerable pissed off, turned to brunette furiously. "What the hell are you doing Hikari?! This is my fight!"

"You're wasting your time Sasuke." she retorted irritably.

"Get out of my way Hikari!" he bellowed heatedly, Sharingan ablaze with unbridled ferocity, looking like he was going to turn on her.

"No…" She turned to Sasuke with narrowed burgundy eyes, her right hand glowing sapphire blue with chakra. "You idiot." Before Sasuke could protest, her hand struck him in the stomach; he grunted at the sharp pain that spread through his body and his Sharingan faded from his eyes. He collapsed into the snow rendered temporarily unconscious by her medical ninjutsu.

Kisame whistled appreciatively. "Wow, consider me impressed, however…" He withdrew his Samehada, ready to battle her head on.

"However, we're pulling out…"

"What?!"

"Hikari's resourceful, Kisame…knowing her, she has already called for backup. Let's go."

The ex Kiri-nin grumbled a curse before both disappeared into nothing, their remaining footprints left behind in the snow the only evidence that they had been there at all. Hikari stood there for sometime staring at the spot where Itachi had just stood a few moments ago before regaining her senses and sighing deeply.

"…He got away…again."

"Well, at least no one really got hurt…" offered Junko, knowing Hikari still had lingering feelings for the Uchiha despite her facade of indifference when she confronted him. She was the resilient type but she was still only human. "Did you contact the ANBU and tell them?" How'd they infiltrate the village anyway? Security sucks here…

"Yeah…" Hikari paused. "But I should summon that "mutt" just in case to secure the area." She performs the necessary hand seals and uttered the jutsu, slamming her hand on the snowy earth. "Kuchiyose Doton: Tsuiga no jutsu!" (Summoning Technique: Earth Release: Tracking Fang Technique)

In a small cloud of gray smoke, a familiar pug dog appears looking slightly annoyed. "What now Kakashi…huh…you're not Kakashi."

"No kidding. Pakkun sniff out this area, okay?" she orders as she bends down and picks up the knocked out Sasuke, throwing him over her shoulder.

"Fine," He lifts his nose in the frost air, the black appendage twitching as he inhales. "…I smell blood…"

"Blood?" asked Junko slowly, confused.

Pakkun headed over to where the Akatsuki had last stood and frowned at the sight of the prodigious quantity of blood discoloring the white snow.

Hikari blinks confusedly. "Pakkun is that blood over there?"

"Yeah…but there's more ahead; over this way," Hikari and Junko follow the ninja hound and he stops at a thick mount of snow and takes another whiff. "It smells like Natsumi…"

"Natsumi…?" repeated both twins.

Pakkun starts to unearth the snow patch and Junko assists him. A look of absolute horror crossed both Takara's faces.

"No way."

Natsumi was lying face down on the snow covered ground, bleeding profusely from her old wound and inexplicably comatose. Hikari kneeled down carefully, supporting the Uchiha with one hand and immediately feels her face with the free hand. Her eyes widened as she finds it to be inhumanly numb with cold. She gasped in understanding. "Otouto we need to get her out of this weather and inside now or she'll contract pneumonia."

Junko grits his teeth and takes off his jacket, covering his little sisters pale body before scooping her up in his arms like before during that fateful night and stands up with a firm look in his crimson eyes.

"Natsumi, you're not dying on me." he whispers and takes off, running towards their home through the heavy snowstorm.

Pakkun glanced at Hikari. "My work here is done."

"Thanks a lot Pakkun. Stay here until the ANBU arrive," She takes out a small piece of paper and quickly jots down the details of what's happened and then tucks it in his collar. "Give this to them."

"No problem. I hope Natsumi will be alright."

Hikari looked up at the light blue sky at the many powdery snowflakes falling around her. She closed her eyes feeling a stinging sensation in the back of them. "…Me too…" she whispered softly, her voice getting carried away in the howling wind. Itachi…why did you come back and do this to Natsumi again…?


Me: Yeah chapter 8 is done, I can't believe it! All right you all are in for a big surprise for what I have planned for this story! Don't you agree nee-chan?

Believing in tomorrow: Yep. Until then keep up the good work, foolish imouto.

Me: Ok, when did Itachi get in here?

Believing in tomorrow: -squeals- That'd be awesome if he was! ^///^

Me: -rolls eyes- You're such an Itachi fan.

Believing in tomorrow: Damn straight, ya Sasuke fan; older siblings kick ass.

Me: You only say that cus—ugh, never mind I'm done with this. Ja ne.