I'm sorry for the late post…I would explain but I already did that in my other story…Here you go.

Disclaimer: Naruto is not mine.

"A press conference?" Reira asked with her arms crossed. "Seriously?" The brunette turned to me wearing a what-the-fuck expression. To which I just shrug.

"Yes, girly, a press conference." He states, slightly glaring at the girl and I stifled a giggle.

"Hmph. And how do you expect us to do that, old man?" She hissed at my great grandfather and I almost pounced at her.

"Reira!" Itachi reprimanded and now I couldn't help but guffaw.

"What? He was being a pain!" She whined like the bitch she was.

"That's my great grandfather you're talking about, bitch…" I hissed at her as arms immediately encircled themselves around, well, my arms.

"Sakura," My grandfather started warningly. "Don't do anything too rash." I see him smirk and wink at me and the owners of the arms holding me back chuckled darkly while they loosened their grip.

So, I did as my great grandfather told me…

"Fuck!"…I punched the bitch in the gut. And surprisingly, Itachi didn't get mad or snarl…or anything but smile.

"Ita-kun…" She feigned hurt and coughed up blood. "Help me…"

I looked at Itachi as did the rest of us, but he remained the same.

"Help yourself…" Reira started to tear. "…bitch."

"Please continue with your interesting idea, Sarutobi-san…"Itachi turned to Sarutobi who only raised a brow at him.

Itachi sighed and muttered a quiet, "…sama-senpai-san…kun."

"Well, I've—where was I again?" The majority of us facepalmed ourselves, but Akemi, being the sweet angel that she was, only smiled at him.

"Wouldn't having a press conference only endanger us more, sir?" She asks with genuine curiosity and added a warm smile that would make anyone melt even if you were the living dead.

"Ah, yes!" My great grandfather exclaimed as Akemi's question put him back on track.

"…"

"…"

"Well, ojiisan?" I pushed expecting a legitimate answer.

"That was it."

"What do you mean?!?" Sasuke pulled at his hair, shouting.

"It would probably endanger us more." He shrugged in reply.

"DO you want us to die, sou-sofu?" Sasori asked.

"That's the point." We all looked at the old man as if he was crazy. "You can't die."

"But still—"

"And if that doesn't work, we could just kill them one by one." He ended happily, smiling like an idiot, whish I was sure what I looked like too.

"That wouldn't work!!!" This is the first ever time I've seen Sasu-chan get mad like that.

"And why not?"

"Do you really think we can get away with killing a whole town?"

"We wouldn't have had to kill anyone if you were more careful in the first place!"

"WHY I—"

"He's right." Itachi cut him off.

"What?" He hissed at his older brother.

"We should have known better than to fight them in an open space like that." Itachi started.

"We should have led them away." And my brother finished.

"What are you two talking about?" Tayuya joined in.

"Humans' minds haven't developed like ours." Itachi stated.

"Sometimes the truth is too hard for them to comprehend." My brother stated as well. It was almost as if they were finishing each other's statements.

"Sometimes it's too hard to comprehend that they are brought in a state of calamity."

"And most of the time, the do anything and everything to destroy that truth."

"Trying to make things normal."

"To live their lives as if…"

"They hadn't known at all." They finished together.

"Are you guys okay?" I butted in and looked at my two brothers weirdly.

"With age comes wisdom." Sarutobi chuckled lightly.

"We'll go with sou-sofu's plan." Sasiori states or orders as Itachi nods.

"Hmmm…how would that work out, huh?" I ask."I mean, who would be crazy enough to face those bastards?"

"I actually had already planned that."

"Then who, ojiisan?"

"It has to be someone loud…"

"Mmm-hmm."

"…strong…"

"Uh-huh."

"…crazy…"

"Yep."

"…and smart."

"Definitely."

"So I guess you'll be doing it, Kura-nyan."

"You bet—WHAAAT?" I looked at him with pleading eyes. "Why, ojiisan, why?"

"Sasuke said you'd be perfect." I glared at the accused who started backing away.

"…my own boyfriend." I hissed at him.

"I regret nothing!" He raised his voice a little.

"Don't you be raising your voice at me, mister!"

"And what if I do???"

"1 month."

"EH?"

"You're not getting any."

"But-but…"

"But my ass." I hear my grandfather snicker. "Real mature, ojiisan."

"BUTT MY ASS!"

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