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A/N: WARNING! SPOILER ALERT! Read on your own actions not mine, but I will say that it tells some things about the manga…and if you already knew this then read ahead without any worries, if not…you can still read but don't say that I didn't warn you people!

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"Sasuke stop!" Sakura yelled, her voice rushed and scared as she stood there hopelessly held back by her friends as the boys fought in what looked like one huge clump of madness. She struggled under Tenten and Temari's harsh grips trying her hardest to get free, to somehow stop the two from fighting even though she was aware of not being string enough to do so. "Sasuke, Itachi, stop please!"

"Stay out of this, Sakura!" Naruto yelled back, his blue eyes dark with agitation as he desperately pulled at Sasuke's fist to no avail. He still managed to slide one quick punch across Itachi's face, Itachi's bloody and unaffected, beautifully dyed face, making him spit up blood for the tenth time. "Sasuke stop!" Naruto yelled. Beside him the rest of the guys started reaching, trying their hardest to help the blonde in pulling the Sasuke away from Itachi. But he was too fueled on anger, on irritation, on years of pent up disgust towards this particular person that no amount of strength could stop him now.

Everything was swift; it was all one quick movement. The only thing most everyone could remember was Sasuke suddenly launching at Itachi, Sakura flying to the side, possibly form Itachi pushing her out of the way, then blood spilling out his mouth from biting his tongue after Sasuke hit him. Then he was on the ground, they were on the ground, rolling around ruthlessly for dominance, to see who was going to get the upper hand when Itachi suddenly gave up, a deep unreadable expression on his pale face as he allowed Sasuke to stay atop, to punch him one more time and then another and another before it finally stopped from Naruto's persistence. Now, lying bloodied on the ground, Itachi stared up at Sasuke who seemed to be thriving on the energy that was caused from pure hate. His face was twisted on an ugly form; his eyes seemed small and unfocused, blackened even as he watched his fist collide to the side of his face yet again.

He was angry, no doubt about that, but what was he to do about it. Sure he was angry but so was Sasuke, so was his little brother, and now that he thought about it, it really was partially his fault for why their parents were dead. It was his fault for why everyone was dead except for them, the only soul survivors of the Uchiha clan. It was his fault that Sasuke, his dearest younger brother, was like this. He ruined him, he made him into this…monster…but…he wasn't alone. He was also to blame for the way things were between them, for why they're alone, for why they were never allowed to see their mother's caring smile or their father's strong attitude. He did this to him. He made Itachi kill them, kill everyone, even his parents, the ones he said he'd keep alive. He made Itachi make Sasuke like that. He ruined their family.

He wouldn't understand. Itachi thought as he strained, trying his hardest to look at the faces his brother made through a sheet of dark red and squinted eyes. Hell he wouldn't even take the time to listen to what I have to say. I wouldn't either. Not after that…no after something as horrid as that forever imprinted in my head. I'd hate me too.

"Itachi!" Sakura's cracked voice came; catching him off guard and making him look up slightly with a small tilt of his head. That was when he saw her, when he saw her tears rolling no falling no pouring out of her eyes and poling in the curve of Hinata's shoulders as the rest of the girls held her back, protecting her from the sight as best they could, though it didn't work so well with Hinata being smaller than her. "Itachi, No! Let me go! He needs me! Stop, Sasuke, stop! You'll kill him!"

"Shut up, you little bitch! This is your fault too!" Sasuke yelled, finally breaking through the boys grasps and punching Itachi once again, making his head near snap in the process. That was when things just…changed. He didn't know why, but seeing Sakura cry like that for him, seeing her in so much pain, made all of his go away. It made his hands, which were lightly gripping Sasuke's arm every time it came down, tighten. It made his legs, that were lazily raised in attempts to look like he was attempting to fight back, kick up, skillfully catching Sasuke in the back of the head. This one little act of rebellion made him swing back in protest hitting, possibly the worst pair of people to ever hit, Gaara and Neji both in the face, and they did just as he had hoped they would; they pulled him off in a fit of anger, sending Sasuke flying back into the forming crowd of nosy people.

He landed with a hard thud and laid there for a while, making everyone in the crowd pause. No one said anything, no one moved except for Itachi who was truthfully struggling to stand. His whole head felt bloated and heavy. So much so that he couldn't even support it with the rest of his body. So he constantly fell every time he tried to stand.

"You okay?" Naruto asked, holding out his hand for him to grab which he gladly took after wiping the blood out his eyes. It was then that he saw how pale he had gotten and smiled a wry smile.

"Honestly…no. I'm really tired and I can't feel my face…at all." He laughed, taking a slow seat in the chair randomly placed on a wall in the hall. That was when Sakura came up, her face was covered in tears, but he wasn't so sure of that considering the fact that he still only saw red. He heard her though, all her frantic questions coming out in one huge mishap. He smiled at her then stared at nothing in particular as his eyes got heavier with every passing second.

"No!" Sakura yelled, snapping him out of his daze. "You can't go to sleep. You are not allowed to go to sleep. You could have a concussion and I just can't deal without having you here Itachi I just can't do without you, please!"

"Okay." He laughed, taking her shaking hands in his. She didn't even care that they were drenched in blood. All she figured was that it was his blood and anything that made her closer to him was completely necessary. So she kissed him, dramatically crying into it before quickly pulling back to see if his eyes were still open. They weren't, but they were fluttering.

"Itachi!" she squealed, bringing him back to the real world yet again. He smiled idly then pulled her into a quick hug.

"I'm trying, Sakura…but I'm just so tired. I just want to rest for a couple of seconds."

"You can't. At least not until we take you to the hospital."

He moaned. "I hate that place."

"Figures." Sakura smiled, patting his head lightly and getting a red dyed hand afterwards. That was when all playfulness was tossed aside and everything was serious.

"Tenten, run in and get me all the towels we need to find a way to stop this bleeding and now."

Tenten nodded then ran back into the room with Neji swiftly following behind. A couple of seconds later and everyone was back out in the hall, the crowd was still there, staring in disbelief at the amount of blood that stained the carpet where Itachi once was. Some were franticly arguing on their phones, screaming into the receiver about hurrying up and getting here. "He could seriously die from this much blood lose. Get someone here right now." That was all Sakura could muster before she found herself crying uncontrollably over Itachi's sickly figure.

"It's not stopping." She complained, pressing harder against his head. "I'm applying as much pressure as possible and it just won't…it just won't stop." She cracked into an all out bawl as she continued to franticly stop up several places on Itachi's face, trying her hardest to keep them from bleeding any farther.

"I can fix it." She cried. "I can fix it. All I need is the right material and then I could…I could stitch everything all up. I can help you. I can make everything better."

"Sakura" Itachi cooed, his voice sounding slightly softer, farther away. "Everything's going to be fine. Just…just let me rest."

"No! I can't lose you! I don't want to lose you!"

"I know but…Sakura I'm just so tired."

"Itachi…don't leave me."

"I won't. I promise I'll come back if you just let me rest for a little while."

"Itachi…I love you."

"Mmm, I love you too, Sakura."

"Bastard!" A sudden voice came, catching everyone's attention. It was English, but there was something to it, something that didn't sound…natural. It was as if it was learned and had to be thought on instead of just flowing out. "First you ruin my life buy taking away my family and now you steal my girlfriend. You really are a horrible person. You deserve to die."

"Sasuke?" Naruto yelled as the man in question stood to his feet.

"What are you doing, speaking in English suddenly?" Gaara questioned, tilting his head curiously.

"Both of you are the worst." He ignored him. "All of you are just horrible, siding with him as if I'm in the wrong."

"Sasuke what-"

"I'm the victim not him!"

"Sasuke!"

"Shut up! You don't understand what he did to me, what he did to our family, his own flesh and blood! He's a m-"

"Shut up!" Sakura finally snapped, making her voice higher and louder than his so as to be heard. "How the hell are you the victim? Explain that to me Sasuke? And I'm not your girlfriend. We broke up the moment you laid your hands on me! So if anything, then I'm the victim here not you!"

"What are you-"

"No don't switch back to Japanese now, Sasuke. What, are you made that things aren't going your way with telling everyone about your miserable life? Here's a newsflash for you, Sasuke: you're not the only one that's had a horrible life experience so stop complaining and get over it already, cause Tenten never had parents and Neji's father, the only real person he cared for at that time was killed right in front of him when he was four! Four Sasuke! Hinata never met her mother and Naruto's issue is just like Tenten's just he was shunned by everyone that ever got near him. Same thing with Gaara! Sai lost his parents too, Shikamaru lost his closest thing to a relative and hat man had a child on the way! Just think how that kid's mother's going to explain that to him when he asks. Hell my father disowned me and my mother ran off with a man that abused the both of us for quite some time and look how I turned out, how w turned out. We got over it. We accepted it and got over at and damn it so should you! I know I had no right to say all of that but you just need to understand that you're not the only living thing here! So shut up! Just shut up! I don't want to hear your stupid, insecure and insensitive voice right now!"

"Sakura…"Tenten cooed as she stepped up to her friend with concerned eyes and for the second time that day Itachi saw that foreign sincerity Tenten had.

"If he dies..." Sakura screamed, "Then I will never forgive you, Sasuke!"

He blinked then looked away, staring once at his bloodied knuckles than back at his brothers tiered and tattered face. He was smiling, something he never thought Itachi would do to him in a long while, and I made him sick to the stomach. It made his insides twist with…something…hate probably: No…guilt. He felt guilty.

"Sasuke…"Itachi began, catching everyone's, including the non-Japanese speakers, attention. "Sasuke I'm sorry. I probably should be rotting in a jail cell right now. I'm sorry for doing this to you, to us. I really wish I could turn back the hands of time…but I can't." his voice cracked, he felt it not so much heard it, and he swore he was going to start CRYING from the pain, the hurt everything. "But he would have hurt you and… I just couldn't give you up. I'm sorry, Sasuke. I really-"

"Who?" Sasuke cut him off. "Who made you do anything, Itachi? It was all-"

"Sarutobi and Danzō… and Madara." Itachi whispered loud enough to be heard by everyone including Sasuke. "I'm so sorry, Sasuke."

"What?"

"I'm…sorry…" he closed his eyes, hearing the loud piercing sounds of the ambulance sirens in the background, "…I'm so…sorry."

He sighed once then, and fell softly into a deep sleep that no voice could bring him out of. A sleep filled with a bleak and black hollowness that he's gotten so accustomed to.

-"Itachi-nii!" Sasuke's small voice came, making Itachi turn just in time to catch him gallantly and swing him around till the momentum stopped and he was able to freely place his feet back on earth.

"What are you doing running through the halls, Sasuke? You know better. You don't want to be confronted by Mother and Father again, do you?"

Sasuke pouted, folding his arms in front of him dramatically before he turned his head, nose high in the air and cheeks puffed. He stood like that for a while and after figuring that Itachi probably wasn't going to stop him from doing so he smiled and faced his older brother again. "I know Mother will, but Father wont."

Itachi cocked his head, letting what little of his bangs that were left rub lightly against his forehead. He didn't like that. The way Sasuke said that; it was too certain, almost as if he gave up. "What do you mean, Sasuke?"

"About Father?" he answered with a question then waved it off, stretching his arms out in front of him as he watched, with Itachi, the people pass by. "It's just that his main focus is always on you so I can always expect something from Mother, but it would be a surprise if Father confronted me though."

"Sasuke!"

"It is okay, Itachi-nii. I'm used to it now so it doesn't matter, though I do still wish that Father would pay attention to me as well. I'm okay with the attention that I get from everyone else as is."

Itachi stared down at him before slowly pulling out his hand from his pockets and poking a waiting Sasuke in the forehead, making him fall back a step.

"What was that for?" Sasuke asked, rubbing the spot between his eye brows tenderly. "What as that for?"

Itachi simply laughed at him. He had a tendency to do that all the time; suddenly poking his younger brother in the forehead without warning or explaining why he did so I the first place. Maybe he liked seeing him flustered and confused? Or maybe he just liked teasing his precious younger brother? Who knows?

"What's that?" he asked, reaching for the pendant that hung around Sasuke's neck, but the latter backed away just as his fingers grazed the silver of the cross. "You like it? Auntie Uruchi and Uncle Teyaki gave it to me. They said it's a good luck charm that was passed down from generation to generation. It calms nerves and other stuff like that."

"Are you nervous about something, little brother?"

"N-no!" Sasuke yelled in protest. "I just thought it was cool looking. Plus I didn't want to upset auntie Uruchi. She seemed to want me to have it so bad."

Itachi smiled down at him. There was something about his brother's embarrassment that made him calm down, that made him understand that he still cared dearly for him, that he would always be there for him…no matter what.

"Itachi?" Sasuke questioned, pulling on the sleeve of Itachi's carefully pressed shirt. He blinked to this then looked down at him, but Sasuke was looking in another direction. He was staring off at a group of men that were smiling like crazy at Itachi. "Those weird men are looking your way? What do they want?"

Itachi swallowed then stepped protectively in front of Sasuke. "Go fetch Mother and Father. Tell them that the meetings about to start soon."

"Okay, but-"

"Go, Sasuke!"

The boy blinked. A sense of hurt rose then disappeared just as fast as he slowly turned away and ran off without looking back because he knew better than that. By now, at least he did. "Fine! But I'm telling Mother that you poked me again!"

Itachi smiled his way, waving even though he knew that he would never know that he was doing so. He sighed, pulling a hand through his hair even though the bangs were pulled back as well, and stood there for a while. He didn't want to turn. Hell he didn't even want to know that people were staring at him, at least not grown men, especially since he knew who they were and what they wanted.

"Itachi Uchiha." One man cooed his voice low and his face hidden. Itachi kept his cool. Not once did he remove his hand from his head as he stared out in to space blankly. "You know what you must do."

"I know."

"Is everything set?" another asked, appearing beside the first man.

"Yes." Itachi's voice cracked. That was when he turned and faced them, the three men that dare use him, that dare ruin his everything. "I'm doing my part." He began. "Now the real question is if you will keep yours." He was looking at one man in particular. One man caught his whole attention. His red piercing eyes, his dagger like teeth, his long deathly black hair, it was all so natural to him that it sickened him. This was the man he was worried about. The one he couldn't say that he trusted even "though he was family. "Madara…will you keep yours?"

"Of course, Itachi." Madara cooed; a sound that made even the other two men quiver with fear. "Why would I even think of going against my dearest nephew?"

Itachi raised his head lethally before letting it fall in to a slow nod. "Then I will go through with everything."

"Understood." The first man smirked. "Then we will have our leave. Men."

And with that, Itachi was left alone…again, but this time, with a heavy heart. He sighed then turned on his heels and counted softly how many footsteps he toke away from the gathering room that was thoughtlessly filled with Uchihas galore. Twenty steps later and he stopped, he sighed yet again, then turned, eyes dark and hard, blocking off any emotion from escaping into the world around him. He stuck his hands in his pockets, closed his eyes, opened them then fingered the button that was hidden carefully in his pocket. "I'm sorry." He whispered before quickly pressing it down, and in an instant, the room in front of him exploded, sending blood and flesh and bones and chairs and other things flying out the room. Screams could be heard from everywhere. People that were lucky enough to have survived the explosion were dying painfully from their injuries and the still burning fire, and Itachi just stared with uninterested at the mess.

"Itachi?" A soft voice came from behind him, making him turn.

"Sasuke?"

"What…" the boy's voice cracked or rather stopped, he couldn't say anything, but his watered eyes was all he needed to tell Itachi what he was going to say. Then…

"NO!" Sasuke screamed, running full speed at the fiery room. "NO! THIS CAN'T BE! THIS SHOULDN'T BE HAPPENING!"

"Sasuke stop!" Itachi yelled, pushing his brother back ruthlessly. "This had to be done or-"

"YOU DID THIS? YOU KILLED EVERYONE? YOU KILLED MOTHER AND FATHER?"

"…What…?" Itachi whispered, looking towards the doors of the hotel as people quickly rushed out and the sprinklers started pouring. There, right by the doors with a slick smile stood none other than Madara. He lied to me. He said they had later invitations. Why did he-

"YOU KILLED THEM YOU MURDERER!" Sasuke yelled, pointing an unsteady finger at the culprit. " I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! MURDERER! AHHHH! MOTHER! FATHER! WHY?"

Why…

"WHY! I HAT YOU! I HATE YOU! WHY!"

Why…

Why…

Why…why? Why?-

"Itachi?" Kisame questioned. His still blue body hovered over Itachi's body in an awkward position that made him feel a little uncomfortable. "Itachi you're up!" he grinned.

Itachi moaned then turned his head and saw Hidan and Kakuzu, Deidara and Sasori, Tobi and Zetsu, and Pein. He was about to ask where Konan was when he turned and saw the blue haired girl balled in a chair for one with Sakura carefully tucked under her arm. On the floor beside them, lay the rest of Sakura's friends. Tenten on Neji, Temari awkwardly on Shikamaru, Ino literally on Sai, Hinata slightly on Naruto, and the rest of them comfortably spread about the floor.

"Little Uchiha got you good, didn't he, Itachi" Deidara smiled awkwardly.

"Yeah. Why the fuck did you let that happen?"

Itachi stared then tried to sit up to no avail. His head pulsed the moment he tried and he was lying back down again before he knew it.

"Don't try to get up, Itachi. You were banged up pretty badly. If it wasn't for Sakura's quick thinking then you probably wouldn't be here today."

At the sound of her name, Sakura moaned, stirred in Konan's lap then fell back into a peaceful sleep, though around her eyes it was red she still looked so comfortable and at ease. Itachi watched her, his jaw felt heavy as he tried to call her name, but the words just wouldn't come out.

"Why did you let him do that?" Pein asked.

Itachi never faced him, but he sighed nonetheless before finally opening his mouth and keeping it like that till he finally found his voice. "It was my fault for why our parents died. I understand completely why he would hate me…I ju- I couldn't bring myself to hurt him back…it hurt me to see him hate me…so I thought to let him just let it all go…on me."

"He could have killed you, Itachi."

"I know." He turned his head and stared right back at Pein. "I know."

"What made you stop him?" Deidara asked.

Itachi stared at him with his eyes only then looked back at Sakura's face. It was evident that she had been crying, that she was worried for him the whole time he was gone. "I heard her crying." He finally replied. "How long had I been out?"

"For about 2 days. Today would have been the third."

He winced then looked back up at the roof. His throat burned a little in protest to his moving too much, but he ignored it, allowing a lazy laugh to escape. "And Sasuke…what happened to him?"

"When the ambulance came the cops came as well and took Sasuke away. He left with no protest though." Konan answered surprising everyone there. All heads were facing her now but she didn't care. She still had her head resting on Sakura's keeping her secure under her warm arms. "Sakura told us everything after we finally got her to calm down around 5 in the morning the next day." She turned towards Itachi. "You really scared her, Itachi."

"I know." He smiled innocently. "I'm sorry."

"Don't tell me that. Tell Sakura that." Konan yelled, waking Sakura in the process.

She rose slowly, looking around with lowered eyes before she focused on Itachi. She whipped the sleep from her eyes at least two times before she looked back at him, wide eyed and ready to scream.

"Itachi!" she yelped, jumping out of Konan's arms and running up to the bed. She stopped herself once she got there and settled for staring at him instead of pouncing on him like planned. Itachi smiled up at her then rose his hand and poked here meekly on the forehead. She blinked but she didn't rub, she just stared at him again as tears began to build.

"I told you I would come back." He smiled, pulling her into a quick yet soft kiss that sent tingles through his whole body. Beside him, the cardiac monitor's speed quickened, waking everyone that was still asleep.

"What?" Tenten rose first, making sure that everyone else would wake along with her. She didn't settle back down until she recognized Sakura's crying figure, carefully placing kisses all over Itachi. She then settled back into Neji's chest then kissed him softly causing him to pull her in deeper. Temari laughed then was surprisingly pulled into a kiss of her own. Same goes for Ino and Hinata who were more than happy to show their affection towards their boyfriends as well.

"Oh what the hell." Konan smiled, dashing across the room to Pein's open arms for an extremely passionate kiss which made everyone in the room laugh.

"I love you, Uchiha Itachi." Sakura managed to say through the loud laughter and goofing around.

Itachi slowly looked he way after laying there watching Kisame and Pein trying to push Sasori and Deidara into am unwanted kiss. He then smiled and pulled her down yet again, planting a kiss on the side of her cheek that burned her from within. "I love you too, Haruno Sakura, and I'm sorry for making you worry."

"It wasn't just her jerk!" Konan roared, making everyone laugh yet again.

Two more chapters! It's coming to an end.

- to - meant that it was a flashback…that was for anyone that somehow didn't understand that that was what was going on

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