"Who's that guy?" I question.
"He's one of the village elders," explained Itachi.
"I bet he's so old his blood type was discontinued," I commented and the man glared at me.
"Mizuki," warned Itachi and I grinned.
"Sorry," I said, wondering what the old man was planning.
"I thought we said not to come back," he said coolly.
"I thought so too, but so far you haven't been up to your word so I decided not to be either," Itachi said coolly.
"But bringing someone!" spat the old man.
"Don't give yourself a heart attack," I warned, honestly wondering if he'd fall to the ground dead.
"Mizuki," repeated Itachi.
"What? I'm trying to be carring, give me a goddamn break," I said coolly.
"She knows nothing," Itachi continued, "we'll be gone by dawn. I swear,"
"Fine, if you're not gone by dawn though…" the man began to mutter under his breath, How was it that a village elder would let Itachi into their library.
"As I was saying," said Itachi returning to the book, "The sang eyes have the ability to 1) see through the majority of genjutsu, 2) read people with other eye techniques minds, 3) tell peoples intentions towards you (ie. Wants to kill, wants to hurt etc.), 4) and tell if people are lying or bluffing. On top of that people in the Ketsueki Clan have more chakra than the majority of people," finished Itachi with a sigh.
"That's it?" I asked, slightly putout.
"No, there's a mythology story of how the Ketsueki Clan came into existence," siad Itachi.
"Let's hear," I decided, I was more into facts and stuff but it might be worthwhile to know.
"Once a long time ago, the world was in chaos. Countries fought to expand territories, ninja clans were used as military for them and demons ran unchecked through the world. In that time there was a princess named Agana. Agana was said to be the most beautiful woman to walk the earth. She had long black hair and eyes the colour of the sky in a mid-summer's morning. However she wasn't happy. Her father was a king and determined to rule the world one day and he saw Agana as only a object that needed protection. As time passed Agana became restless and eventually ran away."
"One her second day on the road a huge hairy demon attacked her. She had no weapons and screamed for help. Luckily someone was around. A red tiger brilliant as the sun appeared and killed the demon with a single swat from it's massive paw. After the demon was slain the tiger-demon faced Agana.
"Don't hurt me," she whispered softly.
"Why would I hurt you?" he scoffed, sounding insulted.
"Because you might was to eat me," she replied The demon rolled his eyes.
"You're the size of a toothpick to me. I'd rather eat that ugly dead-demon over there than you. What is it with you humans? You think much to highly of yourselves," said the demon casually. Agana found it hard to believe that the demon-tiger didn't mean any harm.
"What's your name?" she question.
"Haimon," He replied."
"Haimon had a talent that he could turn into a human-like form. Soon enough Haimon and Agana fell in love. Eventually Agana became pregnant and the reality of what they were doing dawned on them. Their child wouldn't be a human but with demon powers.
"What if the power is to much for the child?" asked Agana. Haimon and his love decided to see a prophet. The found the one who was said to be the best and spoke to him.
"The child will have trouble controlling the power of a demon but it won't be too much. The child is a fighter, he'll fight against his demon instincts. I did see something else though," said the prophet slowly.
"What?" asked Haimon.
"This child won't be the strongest human to ever live. The strongest will either be the holder of the rinnegan or a child of this bloodline and a different advanced bloodline," said the prophet, a worried look on his face," Itachi took a deep breath a fell silent.
"That's it?" I asked disappointed.
"That's it," he confirmed but as if sensing my dissatisfaction he added, "I suppose the strongest child hasn't been born yet."
"I was kind of hoping the strongest child would be me," I admitted.
"It's just a story," he said calmly.
"do you think if we take this page anyone will mind?" I questioned. He didn't answer but he ripped the page out and passed it to me.
"Let's go," he said and I nodded.
We headed back hurriedly, worried that Kisame would think we had deserted him or something. When we returned I sat on a log. My mind was buzzing. Who were my parents? Was that story real? Was I the strongest child? Eventually Itachi came and sat next to me. I was surprised when he slid his arm over my shoulder and pulled me closer to him.
"We'll find out more," he promised. I nodded hoping that he was right. It was funny, earlier I didn't care about my heritage and now all I could think was about it.
"Leader-sama!" I said suddenly. I had felt ring twitch with chakra.
"He wants me to do that teleporty-thing," I said forgetting the name of the jutsu.
"Go ahead," said Itachi. I concentrated my chakra and felt myself seem to feel light. I was stainding face-to-face not with leader but with someone in an akatsuki cloak and a swirly orange mask.
"Who are you?" I asked, wondering if I wanted to know the answer.