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A/N: I edited the previous chapter, you may want to check –or not.

Have I ever mentioned that 'Jakuten' means 'weak point'?

Chapter 11

"-and I want you to be aware of your duties as –not just an ANBU; but as a teammate also. It is true that an ANBU's first responsibility is to Hokage; however there is a reason for ANBU working as teams. I am waiting you to not to forget the fact of your being a part of a team that works for the safety of Hokage and Konoha without taking any credit. Nobody will know what you did as an ANBU, nobody will know who is behind your mask: your being an individual will stay in the shadows of your responsibilities as an ANBU. You will forget your name, your wishes and your ambitions the moment you wear that mask and will only be an ANBU who is ready to die for Hokage and Konoha, if necessary. Do I make myself clear, Gensô?"

Gensô inclined his head slightly, careful not to budge the cat mask on his face. "Crystal, sir."

"Good" said the ANBU Captain. Then he stopped for a moment and inhaled a quick breath as if he was hesitant to speak the next sentence; but speaking nonetheless. "Everyone here is aware that you are the youngest ANBU we accepted, even younger than Hatake Kakashi who left the ANBU few years back. However this doesn't mean that you are superior to the others or more precious than them, everyone who is accepted as ANBU is equal here, other than the captains. Hope you will not forget this, Gensô?"

"Never, sir."

There wasn't even a hint of resentment or anger in Gensô's voice which comforted the ANBU Captain immensely. He really had no wish of causing an offence which may have caused even more things. Uchiha Itachi may have been the first Uchiha who has joined the forces of ANBU out of his love for the village; yet that wouldn't have meant he was above the characteristics of his Clan and if the ANBU Captain knew something about Uchiha Clan; it was that 'they held grudges'. However it was easy to see that the boy –no matter of his status- was a lot different than the other Uchiha members he had met. While he held all the grace, aristocratic features and an unquestionable amount of power of Uchiha Clan, he seemed not even a bit arrogant and full of himself to the level of someone forgot that there were actually other human beings around to live in the same World. No, Gensô –as they named him in the favor of his almost legendary Genjutsu- was a different kind of case the ANBU Captain never came across before. One could've understood his loyalty to Konoha and his determination for a better World just looking at his face which was always serene and fighting skills that excelled at defense, if someone were able to look behind his Genjutsu, that is. And for Gensô to dedicate all his power to the well-being of his village -and not to his own fame- was saying something about him, in the words of: he was actually above the arrogance and pride of his kin.

ANBU Captain smiled behind his mask, now knowing he had another loyal shinobi to trust.

"Good," he said again. "I am waiting you to be here tomorrow at 8 a.m. to meet your teammates Gensô. You may leave now."

With the same smile on his face, he watched as Gensô gave a small bow and dissolve into thin air with a 'pop'. The last thing on his mind before he also left the rooftop he met with the newest ANBU was whether Uchiha Shisui who was the best friend of Gensô and also known as 'Shisui of the Body Flicker' would like to join ANBU or not. However he couldn't have complained even if the boy decided to join the Konoha Military Police Force: having one Uchiha in ANBU was more than one could imagine.

弱点

When Itachi went home, the first thing he realized was his father's presence in the home which was never a good sign in a work day at 10 a.m. So, Itachi immediately knew that he was in big trouble, one that he had no way of escaping if he was determined to live under the name of Uchiha. And no, he may not have been a traditional Uchiha; but that didn't mean he wasn't devoted to his name. Actually it could've been said that Itachi was prideful of his name which has lived through generations and protected Konoha and the villagers with its all power in every necessity. Sure, his kin was arrogant and saw themselves above practically everyone; however at the same time they saw themselves as the inhabitants and members of Konoha which led them to love and protect the village. Also there were some like Shisui and his father Kagami whose priorities were to the village and not to Clan; yet Itachi was almost sure that he was the only one who knew that.

Completely aware of the reason that caused his father being home and absolutely waiting for him, he smiled at his mother who has been waiting for him at the front doors. If Itachi had any doubts about the intensity of the coming thunder, they would've vanished the moment he saw his mother's grim face that told nearly everything. Itachi half-heartedly wondered if his father has ever warned his wife about hiding her emotions better –Sasuke has been taking the same warning at least two times in a day and his mother's being the subject of the same treatment wouldn't have hurt. Actually it would've been great, considering Uchiha Mikoto did nothing to stop the mistreatment his youngest son got.

Itachi could hear his brother's voice in the backyard, possibly working on his shuriken; yet it surprised Itachi: because when their father was home Sasuke would never train there, simply because there was always the possibility of his father seeing him and getting angry at his below-standard skills –standard being Itachi. He hated this: hated that his brother has been suffering because of him since his childhood. Hated that his father was nothing; but an arrogant noble who treasured only power. Yet he hated most that, although he still held the desire to kidnap his brother and bring him outside of his father's reach he couldn't do anything.

He stood beneath a tree with no leaves and watched as Sasuke tried to hit the six targets with his new shuriken set which Itachi gifted him at Naruto's last birthday. Naruto also had the same set and was frequently using them. The only difference between the sets was the frequency of them hitting the targets: while Naruto could hit 12 targets -3 hidden- in one attack, Sasuke was still at 5; but was gradually developing. If Itachi didn't know that ambition was the reason behind Sasuke's determination, he would've admired his brother's perseverance. Yet, he tried his best to help him.

"You don't apply the same pressure to your feet" he spoke when Sasuke yelled loudly cause of a stubborn shuriken that refused to hit the target. "You know the last target is your behind and you know the success lies with attention; yet you refuse to give your weight to your left foot when you turn around." He had spoken with a professionalism he saw on jounin sensei every time; but wasn't surprised to see a grin on his brother's face: Sasuke wasn't someone who would be affected by his superiors.

"I see your new status as ANBU made you more critical than you were." Itachi wanted to say the things he had just said to him had no relation to being ANBU and were plain true; but satisfied himself with only hitting his brother on the forehead with his index finger. When Sasuke scowled and started to talk about him not being a child anymore and wanting to be treated like an adult, Itachi grinned and left his side in favor of meeting his father whose anger could've been felt even outside of house –at least to Itachi.

After taking off his shoes, he entered the house and headed for his father's office which was occasionally used as the meeting room of the Clan. Itachi was allowed to those meetings since the age of 10; however sometimes there were some meetings even some of the older and more respectable members of Clan weren't invited and Itachi couldn't help but suspect about the intentions behind those meetings. He just hoped they were only working on the new methods of use of their Sharingan.

He stopped behind the doors made of paper and waited for his father to acknowledge him without knocking or speaking.

"Come in" came the firm and callous voice of Uchiha Fugaku; but not before 5 minutes which Itachi assumed were his silent punishment. Still he opened the door and slid in without causing any noise. His father was squatting down behind a low desk, his hands resting on his legs and eyes on his oldest son, trying to pierce though his soul. Though, Itachi -being the son of the said man- wasn't affected and didn't even blink under the crimson eyes of his father.

"Sit."

Itachi sat, smirking inwardly that his father had seen his son wasn't someone he could've made afraid with his gaze: because Itachi knew that he was powerful than his father and held so little respect for the said man to fear of being on his wrong side. So, he just sat and waited for his father to lose his cool and started to speak.

He didn't wait long.

"What is that, Itachi?" Uchiha Fugaku all but hissed. "I clearly remember that you were said to join the Police Force, nor ANBU. Yet, I learn that –and not from you, let me remind; but from your brother- that you accepted a position in ANBU, knowing that I had forbidden it strictly."

"With all due respect father, I also remember me saying that I would join ANBU, no matter what. I never lied to you and I never deceived you. So, I do not think I did something wrong; but inevitable." To be truthful, Itachi had prepared this speech on the way back home and selected his words carefully, knowing that offending his father would make him no good. He knew he had acted a bit like an insecure child by preparing his speech; but couldn't have helped himself: no matter what he didn't want his own father's ire towards him. However, his father's eyes told him he was very, very unsuccessful.

"So you just decided that your wishes are more important than the well-being of the Clan and refused to take a part in Police Force to only go and accept being an ANBU, am I correct?" Now Itachi could clearly see that he had inherited his fatal silky voice from Uchiha Fugaku.

"No, father" he spoke with a smooth; but certain voice. "I just decided that the well-being of Konoha is more important than Uchiha Clan's. Am I wrong?" He was aware that he had just retaliated; but not afraid: he knew that his father couldn't tell anything after Itachi's attack –or dance around the words- and would be forced to let the case closed.

Thus, he only smirked when his father's left eye twitched and his hands clenched in firm fists. His father was so furious and out of control that, he didn't realize.

"So be it."

Itachi's smirk only grew.

弱点

Itachi knocked the old, wood door in front of him and smiled when he heard Naruto yelling 'coming' and probably hitting his foot at something on the way, causing a little chaos inside.

"Coming…" whined Naruto and opened the door, only to smile brightly when he saw Itachi leaning against the wall and watching him with clearly amused eyes.

"What is broken?" Itachi asked while going in and taking off his shoes.

"Ah, nothing… Just a plate, I guess… Or two." He had a confused look on his face as if he was trying to understand how exactly he had managed to break half of his kitchen utensils. But it was only normal, Itachi knew: despite being a great ninja, Naruto had this tendency of being clumsy when he was excited. He smiled while he helped himself on Naruto's untidy bed, knowing why Naruto was excited this time.

"So you made it?" Naruto asked breathlessly. "You made ANBU, right?"

It was only a nod and Naruto was on him, pinning him on the bed and hugging his bigger form tightly, blocking any breath from coming or going.

"I knew it!" Naruto exclaimed. "You're the greatest shinobi ever, right Itachi-nii?"

Itachi laughed along with him and hugged Naruto back, taking him in his arms and kissing his forehead. "No, I'm not; but I try hard…"

He didn't say that with Naruto, he not only felt like the greatest shinobi; but also a man who could do anything and manage everything.

A/N: Gensô means 'illusion&fantasy'. I guess everyone can see the where it comes from.