Amarante walked into the house with a small headache. "This is a pain in the ass." She grumbled as she looked in her drawer for a small cloth. "I'm just gonna take a shower and maybe that'll get me better." She said to the silence as she walked to her room. Picking up the old shirt and shorts, Amarante walked into her bathroom and then locked the door. Turning on the showerhead, she stood under the pulsating water as it poured over her head and cascaded down her shoulders. Closing her eyes, she pulled her head out of the water and then opened her eyes. Her vision became crystal clear, she saw water droplets slowly fall. Each water droplet jiggling its way down. The surreal moment captivated Amarante as she waved her hand around swatting at the small beads of water. Closing her eyes against, she opened them once more to find the water drops falling at their normal pace.
"What is going on?" Amarante asked herself as she turned off the water. Pulling on her night wear, Amarante walked out of the bathroom and into her room. Sliding under the covers, she forgot about the events of the shower as sleep consumed her.
The sleep was the first peaceful sleep she had had in a while. Since the night of her mother's death, Amarante became an insomniac but tonight, the weariness in her body and her brain caused her to fall into the deep sleep. Around 3 in the morning, Amarante woke up to the clammy taste in her mouth. "Water" she spoke as she looked around for the glass of water she usually brought to bed with her. Noticing she hadn't brought it to bed, Amarante groaned and threw the warm covers off of her. Slipping on the parrot colored sandals on her feet, she walked out of her bed room and into the hallway.
The silence in the hallway was haunting. She couldn't see anything around her but she also knew that the bright lights would hurt her eyes making her head hurt again. Walking past her mother's room, Amarante stopped and walked in. Sitting on the bed, she turned to the small photo frame that held a picture of her mother holding her and Taro as a child. The moonlight through the window gave the faces in the picture a ghost like appeal. Placing the picture face down on the drawer, Amarante stood up and walked outside. "Goodnight mom." She whispered as she closed the door.
The kitchen was also sitting in a dead silence. Amarante pulled out a small mug out of its drawer and started the faucet. Letting the water cool down, she looked out the window that was right on top of the sink. All she could see was the dark woods and the starry night. Immediately she thought of her brother, hoping that he had found a nice place to sleep in the chilly night. "Taro." She sighed filling the mug full of water.
Pulling the mug to her lips, Amarante took a cool sip and let the crisp taste fill her oral cavity and slide down her throat. Once her thirst was quenched, Amarante put the mug under the water once more cleaning it out. Placing it to dry, she turned off the water. Cleaning her hands on the small towel placed next to the sink, Amarante turned around and immediately, she dropped her towel. Grabbing a kunai from the drawer next to her, she yelled, "Who's there?!"
A dark figure sat in a chair with closed eyes. Once he opened them, he let his eyes tell who he was. Amarante stared at the red eyes. A deep chuckle could be heard as he stayed seated. "Calm down Uchiha Amarante." He chuckled as he looked at the pink haired girl.
"It's Haruno…not Uchiha." Amarante spoke as she looked at the man. All she could see was his dark silhouette and the sharp red eyes.
"You may be Haruno to the society, but I know you are an Uchiha. You're eyes tell all, you see they are like my eyes." The man closed his eyes and let the redness go. "Turn on the lights Amarante and I'll tell you who I am. I mean no threat. I have a proposition for you." The man spoke as he continued to look at the young girl in front of him. She nodded and then turned to the light switch. Turning it on, she faced the man.
The man was wearing black pants and a mesh shirt covered with a long black coat. Mosh boots on his feet and a necklace of the Uchiha clan around his neck. Amarante looked at his face and she noticed that he looked only a few years older than the age of her mother. He had shadows around his eyes and his hair was kept in a tight ponytail that reached his middle back. "Who are you?" She asked as she looked at the man.
"My name is Uchiha Itachi." He responded as he looked at the young girl. She looked at him disbelievingly.
"You can't be Itachi, Uchiha-dono killed him a long time ago." She spoke as she sat down in front of the man, her kunai still clutched in her hand.
"No. Sasuke thought he killed me. It was only a genjutsu. It was my only way to break free, to falsify my death."
"Why did you?"
"I did it to be free from the accusations against me."
"The accusations of killing your father and mother and entire clan?"
"I never killed them."
"Prove it."
"If I wanted to prove myself stronger, why wouldn't I kill Sasuke, or his kids for that matter? I had my own reasons for making these accusation befall on me and they are my reasons. I am only here for one purpose and only one purpose."
"And that purpose would be?"
"I want to teach my brother who and what his responsibilities are."
"Huh?"
"I know you are his children. He had the responsibility to take care of you, to train you, to hold up the Uchiha name. That was my wish and he betrayed it. So I am going to teach him a lesson by making you stronger. Originally, I hoped it would be you and your brother. Since Hatake Kakashi is training him, I have no regrets."
"How do you know about us?"
"I've known about you since your birth."
"How?"
"You ask to many questions. Now, I want to train you."
"I am not leaving the village."
"And I cannot come into the village."
"Then I guess you cannot train me."
"Then, I will hide out in the forest, whenever you are able to, you train with me. I will train you to effectively use your sharingan."
"My Sharingan? Sorry, wrong twin. I don't have sharingan."
"Have you noticed something wrong with your vision lately?"
"Yes."
"…"
"I have sharingan?"
"The Sharingan is triggered either through the control of power and you have gained it. Amarante. You are a Sharingan wielder."
"How can I trust you?"
"You can't, you can only hope that I will make you stronger."
"Why don't you come out and say you are innocent?"
"Like I said, I have my own reasons. I want to train you. You accept this challenge correct?"
"I do."
"Good, then tomorrow morning, I want you to start practicing Tsuande-sama's books. I will meet you once again after your first exam with her."
"How do you know—"
"I just know."
"Hai. Itachi-ojisan." Amarante walked up and then laid down in her bed trying to go over what had just happened. She wondered how Itachi knew about every thing.
Itachi left the house under a disguise. His jutsu was one pulled off of Naruto's. Walking down the street, he walked up the winding stairs of the Hokage's and then walked in. The room was dark and the window open. Itachi changed back to his normal state and looked at the woman in her Hokage robe.
"It is done."
The woman nodded.
"I will train her 2 days a week Hokage-sama."
"That is fine. Make sure you are not seen Uchiha or the village will have my head."
"Hai."
"We will make her strong."
"Orochimaru is probably after Taro but Amarante is in danger as well."
"Hai."
"Taro will be safe because he is with Kakashi, Amarante is your responsibility, I have promised Sakura that you will keep Amarante safe. If you do not I will have your blood."
"Hai."
"Leave."
