Bloody Rain CHAPTER 10

He was fighting for control…the Anbu Black Op training he had undergone was fighting for dominance because he was on the verge of showing emotion…and not just any emotion, the 'weakest' of all emotions…Itachi was fighting back tears. The training all Anbu must undergo is a vigorous and brutal training focusing on the mind. Anbu must be able to kill with no emotion…kill when told not needing a reason only an order…and they had to stay sane after wards. Emotions triggered guilt and guilt lead to insanity with such levels of severity. An Anbu was to be nothing more than a machine…a machine for killing. Emotions weakened their efficiency and so all Anbu were trained to go into a blank mental state when emotions became too strong in a negative way.

Now, faced with the memory of his past, a painful memory which had brought him so closed to tears to remember, the Anbu training was forcing him into a blank state where all that mattered was killing. Nothing could be more dangerous. His eyes faded back and forth between their blank state and the normal Itachi…he was fighting it. "Itachi…" you whisper.

You were a former Anbu yourself but in your village this was not taught so absolutely…only those who could contain and control the 'killing state' as it was called could advance to be an Anbu…any others were not left alive. You had seen this happen before…your best friend…before the incident with your family…he had had the same problem…the killing state had consumed him…he fought it long and hard but it ultimately drove him insane. You were the one ordered to kill him at that point…if not for your tremendous grief at losing your best friend you would likely have had to face a similar struggle for your own sanity.

"Itachi…please…don't let it control you. You're stronger than that Itachi," you say, frantic…he was struggling…the extent of his training must have been more outrageous than you had first thought…it was consuming him, body, mind and soul.

Itachi's P.O.V.

Your vision was hazing over…death…your body yearned to kill…..Kirai…she was there…begging, pleading for you to remain sane. But it was so hard…death consumed your body and mind…if the bloodlust got much more powerful…she would die! NO! You couldn't let that happen, not again! She would not die by your hands as so many others had. You had to control yourself…she was all you had. But how? You could not kill her…if the lust for a life was so great…maybe…maybe it could be your own life!

Kirai's P.O.V.

His eyes…he was coming back! "Itachi! That's it…you can control it, it's your mind. I'm here for you don't you wor…" you stopped short. Itachi had drawn a kunai knife and was bringing it to his throat. "Itachi NO! You can fight this thing. This blood lust you can win against it. Please, please Itachi you can't die. I don't know what I'd do without you!" You were frantic, he couldn't die!

Itachi's P.O.V.

Her voice…that sweet voice that made you feel love once again… "You can't die…you can't die…" She needed you…For once you had something more powerful than killing, more powerful than orders…you had someone you needed to protect! Your vision cleared…more and more you were regaining control. You could see Kirai crying, feel her clenching to you, trying to pull the kunai from your throat…and…a figure…in the forest. No…not just a figure…it was Sasuke!

As you threw the kunai Kirai was flung to the side, she had still been on your arm. Damn her pulling fucked up your trajectory… you missed Sasuke and he had released a kunai of his own with a paper bomb attached.

Kirai's P.O.V.

It happened so fast…Itachi had thrown the kunai and now he was picking you up and leaping to a high tree branch as a paper bomb exploded underneath you…missing you by seconds. The enemy! Where was the enemy! Itachi was still carrying you, avoiding all of the enemy fire but you were hindering him. Whoever was after the two of you must be a master of illusion jutsu because you never saw more than a glimpse…a hand or a foot…nothing more even with your skills…the enemy was out of your league. "Itachi let me down somewhere!" you managed to get out as a kunai came so very close to slicing your ear in two.

"No I'm not letting you get killed," he never looked at you his eyes were the red and black of the Sharingan and moving quickly watching the enemy.

"Itachi I'm hindering you. I know I am…and…truthfully this guy is out of my league I can't track him. I haven't even been able to get a good look at him yet," it hurt to admit it but it was true…this guy would have you dead if not for Itachi.

Itachi was silent for a moment, "…it's my younger brother…or at least what used to be him. I need to get you out of here. He'll target you first…to piss me off mostly and because he wants to see me suffer. Listen…you need to run…run as far and as fast as you can from this place…if I survive…"

"No! When you beat this ass hole, when you beat him you'll find me. Not if…when," he had to live.

"I'll find you but you must promise you will not stop until you are at least 10 miles from here ok, and if you can get further, the farther the better. He won't touch you so long as I can still breathe. I love you Kirai…Now GO!" he set you down and you took off feeling the wind from averted kunai behind you.

"If you die God so help me I'll resurrect your ass just to kill you again," you mutter to yourself as you run.

Itachi's P.O.V.

Sasuke was warped beyond recognition…he was all but Orochimaru himself. This would be the last thing he would do before Orochimaru would claim his body for his own. This is what he had made. And now, he was going to have to destroy the monster he had created.

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