To be honest, I feel like Itachi may be a little out of character in this chapter... but oh well. ^_^

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Chapter 10

We walked in silence to the festival. We didn't have much to say to each other. I didn't have much to say to him, that wouldn't give away the fact that I'm feeling something for him. It was nearly four and the booths were set up and the streets were buzzing with life. Itachi pointed me towards a small, but busy, bar. We took our seats towards the back, avoiding the too obvious dark corner.

I ignored the offending stares by the already drunk men.

Why oh why, did Itachi have to get me a top that exposed me without showing skin?

Itachi got up to get us some drinks, leaving me glaring at anyone who caught my gaze. It was loud and smelt bad, but I supposed that was what bars were. I noticed when a group of young men, about Itachi's age, approached my table. I kept my eyes on Itachi's back, watching him stand at the bar.

"Hey pretty lady. Why don't you join my friends and I for the festival? We're a lot cooler than whoever you're here with." I rolled my eyes at him, not losing sight of Itachi. When I didn't respond a few of his friends chuckled. I could make out a red face, and him yelling at his friends. He was obviously very drunk. I sat back in my chair, sighing.

Hurry the hell up Itachi!

Before I could register anything the table in front of me had been removed and was lying on the floor a ways away. A hand was at my throat and pinned me against the wall. I could feel his thumb cutting off my air. My hands rested on his wrist, trying to force him off of me.

Dammit... Weak human body...

His face was shockingly close to mine, and I resisted the urge to bite at him. Instead I spit in his face, resulting in a nice hard slap across the face. I collapsed to the ground, coughing, trying to get the air back into my lungs. When I looked up I saw Itachi standing in front of me, a dark aura radiating off of him. My eyes couldn't seem to focus, but my hearing worked just fine.

I could make out his dark tone, and part of me was curious as to what his face looked like; I'd never seen him completely lose it before, and I probably never would, but this was pretty damn close. I looked to the ground, trying to focus on one thing at a time. My breathing was close to normal, and I could tell that there would be nice bruises on my neck and face. Reaching up to touch my left cheek, I winced as I felt it sting. Bringing my hand back down, I saw traces of blood.

The pathetic human hit me with a ring on his fingers... When this job is over, I'm hunting him down and I'm going to kill him.

I felt strong hands around my arms, in a knee-jerk reaction I tensed, until I realized it was Itachi. I stood up slowly, letting the world stop spinning. He was still holding my arms, steadying me as I got my bearings. When I looked up at him, his face looked strained. He lifted his hand to my face and swiped at the small cut. I winced, feeling a slight sting as his finger ran over the cut.

"Next time, I pick the bar." He smirked and handed me my drink. He fixed the table and took a seat next to me. He watched the surrounding patrons with a glare, daring them to approach. I smiled into my drink. I couldn't get drunk very easy, but the stuff tasted pretty good. By the time we left the bar, it was almost six. The sun was on the horizon.

We walked around the village, taking in all the sights. I couldn't help but have a smile on my face as I looked around. This was fun! And very interesting. There were so many different vendors and little knick-knacks. I found a fortune-teller, and curiosity got the better of me. I went to her and asked what she saw.

She took my hand in her and examined my palm. If I wanted an accurate reading, I would have gone to one of the Gods from home. They were very good at their job. She furrowed her brow, which made me look at Itachi.

'Maybe this wasn't a good idea...'

He nodded and stared at the fortune-teller. She looked at me with pity in her eyes. I wasn't sure what to do except look at her, waiting for her to answer.

"My dear, you have a very sad future..." I felt my eyes widen on their own accord, and then narrow. I inclined my head for her to continue. "You will lose someone very dear to you, and you will die very young. See this line here? It indicates a connection. Tragedy is in your future; your dear one will die, and your death will be honorable, but not without pain or suffering." I was speechless. I knew exactly what she was talking about and whom she was talking about.

I recoiled my hand, searching her for a lie. When I saw none I stood and left, leaving Itachi far behind me. I didn't have that close of an attachment to him; he wasn't 'dear' to me...

I found a side building and leaned against it, aware that I had lost Itachi. I closed my eyes and sat down. If she was correct, then I had no part in the future of this land. My role in this world would end very soon.

Does Itachi know... Does he know whom she was talking about? And would he understand...

My rested my head on my knees, feeling the sting of tears reach my face. I cared for Itachi... and I was the one helping him die.

I don't think I can do this anymore...

"You shouldn't run off like that... Remember the trouble you got into in the bar?" Itachi stood in front of me, hands in his pockets. I couldn't bring myself to look at him; he'd see the tears and then I'd be ruined.

"I assume you knew exactly what she was talking about... Mind enlightening me?" He was coaxing me. I couldn't tell if it was a knowing tone, or a jealous one. I stood up, letting my loose hair cover my eyes. I bit my lip when I saw his feet take a step closer to me. I cringed when a tear fell and landed on his uncovered toes.

He knows now, you idiot...

I was about to slip past him when he grabbed my shoulders and pushed me against the wall. I kept my head down and didn't look at him. "Kana... tell me what's wrong? Was it the fortune-teller? Please... Just tell me, I can help you."

The last comment through me over the edge. I was fuming. How could he help me when he was the one being an imbecile?!

"No! You can't help me! There's nothing you can do... How can you help me when you're going to die anyway! And then I'll give up my life trying to protect a world I no longer care about..." With that I ran back to the house, ignoring the murmurs of the people. I was completely aware that I practically confessed to him. And running to the house was the best thing I could do.

Great. Now I'm acting like a child. Running away from my freaking problems... I'm such a weakling. A God, brought to tears by a human.

I wrenched the door open and rested on the bed... letting the pillow soak up my tears. I'd have to leave him in six days, and then travel with Sasuke, watching as he killed his older brother. And then, given the fortune-teller's prediction, die, not too long after Itachi.

I heard the door open and close, I stilled, praying that he thought I was asleep. When I heard sloppy footsteps I sat up and turned towards the doorway. There, at the entryway to the bedroom, was the drunk human that slapped me in the bar.

Good. Now I can get even.

A little voice inside of me told me that in this body I wouldn't be able to overpower him... and if I changed, he'd run and that'd be a problem for Itachi. The whole village would be on our tails.

I glared at him and watched him warily. He smirked and then made a move forward, I crouched immediately, ready to bolt. He stopped, and stared at me.

"Ya know... Ya really shouldn'ta left your scary boyfriend. Now I've got you and this place 'til he comes back. But... given that you're in tears, I'd say he won't be coming back for a while... now... come here." He made another move forward and I bolted for the bathroom door, closing it as fast as possible. I had no weapons and no means of defense.

Thanks Itachi...

Before the door could close fully a foot pushed itself in the way of the closing door. He shoved himself into the bathroom and locked the door behind him. I backed up, making my way around the bathtub and against the wall. I figured I had two ways to escape. If he came around the tub, I'd go the opposite way or over the tub. If he came over the tub I'd have to get to him soon enough to push him in and then bolt for the door. He feigned his right, and then headed left, I ducked behind him to the right and ran for the door, I fiddled with the lock, finally releasing it before two arms grabbed me around me stomach.

I clawed at him with my nails, and he threw me to the ground, making me hit my head pretty bad. I could feel my world start to darken, and my only hope was Itachi, who hopefully was close by.

'Itachi... the bathroom...'

My world went black before I could register anything else.

Itachi

I had been walking back to the house slowly, contemplating what she said. I had to remember what the fortune-teller had said, and then I had to go over what Kana had said. If I was putting two and two together, I was the one dear to her, and because of that, I would ultimately be the cause of her death.

I sighed, knowing that we'd both have a hard time with my demise. I couldn't help but feel drawn to her. She was kind and brave. But very arrogant. We had six days left together, and so far, our time hasn't been for the best.

'Itachi... the Bathroom...'

Kana's voice echoed through my head, but it sounded weak.

'Kana, what's wrong?'

When there was no answer, my mind started to panic.

'Kana, talk to me, what's going on?'

I started to run, but with the crowd it was very difficult. I resorted to jumping on rooftops. I could see the house, and it didn't look like anything was wrong. When I reached the front porch I listened for a sound, when nothing came, I became suspicious. I quietly walked into the house, heading straight for the bathroom. The door was closed, and there was a shuffling sound inside.

I opened the door and saw the drunk fool from earlier lifting Kana off the ground. He turned to look at me and his face reflected the most fear I'd ever seen on a person. I glared at him, blocking the path of the door completely. Kana was unconscious, but that's all I could tell from here. Her head lay limp over his arm, which donned scratches.

"You'll pay for that." I trapped him in the Mangekyo Sharingan. Though he wouldn't know it was merely seconds in real life. He would be in a coma for quite sometime. I caught Kana before she hit the ground with him and carried her out of the room. I placed her on the bed and looked her over carefully. She looked fine, minus her current unconscious state. I returned to the bathroom where the drunkard was lying on the floor, eyes staring into nothing. I picked him up and transported him to the outside of a bar. No one saw me, so I didn't care.

When I got back to the bedroom, Kana was still unconscious. I got a towel and soaked it in water before placing it on her forehead, knowing the cool feeling would be a relief after the hot day.

Kana, you scare me more than anything...

There it is. XD So far so good? We've got more coming up in the next chapter, plus a visit from another God. Dun dun duuuuuun. XD

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