It's been a while again.. I actually wanted to update sooner but that chapter just turned out to be a lot longer than expected

We'll come to know a lot of new things.. and finally some questions will be answered.

I read through a few older chapters and realized that back then they were much funnier .

I hope the storyline will allow me to be funny again soon.. but now it's kinda unfitting

We'll see^^ I hope you can enjoy this chapter anyway :D

By the way, I don't know about other countries but we in Germany have Mother's Day today^^

So to everyone who feels referred to: Happy Mother's Day ;)

Starting next week I have my last exams for A levels for three weeks straight

So please understand that the next chapter will take it's time as well.. please wish me luck ;D

A beautiful Night

The night could have been so beautiful. The moon was so full and bright that the landscape, the grass, the trees, the houses, were soaked in a soft, white and silver light. A small part of the brightness reached through a window in a room. The moonlight enlightened the darkness and reflected on thin threads, long silver strings and made them shine. The night could have been so silent, no bird was screaming, no wind made the leaves rustle. Only there, in this room, beneath the shining silver strings was a disturbance of the silence. Chocked and desperate sobs. A little girl was lying in her bed, crying in her pillow. A shadow stroke her for a second, a silhouette made its way through the room and stopped in front of the window. Again silver hair shone in the moonlight. The moon mirrored in an eye filled with thoughts and questions. And the sobbing was accompanied by a deep sigh.

"Stop crying already.. it won't make anything undone." But the crying didn't stop. It was only interrupted from time to time. "I'm sorry", "I'm so sorry". Like a mantra it continued. Over and over again. "It's alright now.. what's done is done.. what's said is said.. Your apologies and your crying won't make the time flow backwards." And still his words had no effect. Kakashi stared at the moon and thought. He wondered how he could calm his sister down. He wondered how he could clean the mess she had caused. Was that even possible? He wondered how their future would look like. What would happen now? He turned around and looked at her. Her face was hidden in the pillow but still she was so beautiful. Beautiful and fragile, cute and pitiful. From the very first day he had known it. From the first time he had seen him, he had known that this guy would turn her into this sooner or later. That this brat would tear her apart, would break her into pieces. He had known it all along, and yet he hadn't been able to prevent it. "Sayuri.." His voice was a whisper. How much he hated it seeing her like this. "Don't say my name.. Don't look at me! I'm not worth it!" She sobbed even louder. "How can I ever look at you again? I'm the worst! I don't deserve to be your sister!" Kakashi sat on her bed and stroke her hair. "Don't say such things.. You know.. you're the most precious thing to me!" She slowly calmed down, but her fingers clutched the pillow. "How can I? After all I've done? After all the trouble I cause us? What will happen now? Will they kill us? Will they banish us? I don't even know what's worse!" Kakashi couldn't take it. A ten-years-old girl shouldn't think about such things. She shouldn't feel such guilt, such fear.

"Nothing will happen! It's alright! We have the promise! The treaty! Remember?" Why did he remind her? Why did they have to remember all that? They barely got over it. Finally. And now? "What treaty?" Sayuri was almost hysteric. "What promise? It's all worthless! It's no use! There is a condition! It must never.. NEVER.. come to the public! NEVER let anybody know! And now.." She started to sob again. "now.. they'll kill us.. they'll banish us!" She continued crying. She really believed in what she was saying. She really blamed herself. "They won't! I promise you, they won't! Why should they? We never did anything against the rules. We never gave them reason to mistrust us!" "Reason?" Sayuri raised her head abruptly. Her eyes were filled with sorrow and desperateness. And hate. "Since when do humans need a reason? You know it, don't you, Nii-san? What humans don't know, that's what they fear. And what humans fear, that's what they hate. And what they hate.. they.. that's.. they'll kill us. They'll want to get rid of us! Just like they -" But she couldn't go on. Kakshi's glare made her quiet. She cried and sobbed and screamed. Terrible to look at. Unbearable. Being banished or being killed? What was worse? This was the village they had been raised. This was the village they loved. How could they live without it? But he wouldn't let it come that far. Never. It was his duty as her brother to keep her away from this pain. "Maybe you're right and a humans' promise isn't worth anything. But I promise you that I'd never let you be killed or banished or anything else. I'll protect you with my life." Kakashi's gaze was so certain, it left no room for any doubts. He was her brother after all. The one she could always rely on, the one who'd catch her no matter how deep she'd fall. But how? "How can you be so sure? It seems pretty hopeless, doesn't it?" She wasn't the little kid anymore who believed that her brother had an answer for anything in the world. She had told someone about their real identity. He'd tell others. And before they could do something to protect themselves, the whole village would see them as a threat and would try to get rid of them. They'll be either killed or banished. These were the only logical consequences. He sighed. "You only told Itachi, right? Nobody else?" She shook her head confused. What difference did it make? "You know.. We might be lucky then." Now Sayuri really looked confused. Lucky? How could they even believe in such a word right now? "What do you mean?" Kakashi looked in her deep asking eyes. "You know.. the elders aren't the only ones who know about it.. the leaders of the Uchiha Clan know as well.. and as Itachi is the son of the head, he would have learned the truth sooner or later anyway." Sayuri's eyes gaped. First she was in shock, then her face slowly changed in anger. "You.. you tell me all this now? After I worried so much.. you want to tell me that -" The tears started to flow again and the desperateness returned. "You want to tell me that it was all in vain? That Itachi and I.. we never had a chance.. never.. from the start?" Sayuri sobbed. She thought back to that moment she had seen these sparks in Itachi's eyes. The moment he had nearly kissed her. All these times she was so happy being with him. All those times she had hoped that they'd be more than only friends one day. All of that had been a lie? Even if Itachi had never seen her in that form.. even if she had never told him about it.. one day he would have known. And this day would have been the end. Who could love a monster like she was? What kind of human would even think about kissing the lips of a demon?

Kakashi stroke her hair. There weren't much things he cared about. He really didn't care about a lot. But he hated it seeing his sister like this. "I always told you, didn't I? I warned you of getting too close to him. I never wanted you to go through this." Sayuri grabbed his hand and held it fiercely. "But.. but I.. I still love him! I still love him so much it hurts!" The more she cried, the worse Kakashi felt. He wrapped his arms around her and pressed her to his chest. "I know.. I know.." He had no idea how long they had been sitting like that. But as time passed Sayuri slowly calmed down. Her breathing went slower and she sobbing stopped. Yet the tears went on flowing. Like a never stopping waterfall.

Then, after a while, her voiced returned. It was only a whisper, quietly breathed against Kakshi's chest. "Why?", she asked, "Why does the Uchiha Clan know about it?" Kakashi stroke her hair once again. "Because they're one of the foundation Clans." Sayuri was silent now. It was the Senju and the Uchiha Clan who founded Konoha back then. The Senju Clan got the leading position as Hokage, the Uchiha Clan became the police. "But why.. why are they treated so badly?" Sayuri remembered Itachi's words. The hate and the sorrow in his eyes. Why did they have to move in a separate section? Why were they watched? Why were they mistreated like this? Kakashi just shook his head. "Don't think about it. The Uchihas don't deserve your pity. And they don't deserve your love."

These words had been supposed to cheer her up. But they made her even sadder. And angrier. "How can you say that? The Uchihas-" Another glare of Kakashi shut her up a second time. He looked very strict now. "You should know by now, right? You've seen it with your own eyes. The Uchihas are all a bunch of arrogant, narcissistic and narrow-minded people. They don't care about anything else but themselves and act like they were the kings of the world. Don't spend too much thoughts on them. Just be happy you're rid of him." Sayuri couldn't believe he had actually said that. Why did he hate them so much? "What are you saying? What about.. Obito?" Kakashi flinched. Sayuri really hated bringing up her brother's dead best friend. Kakashi was always so sad when they talked about him. But Obito had been an Uchiha as well. And he hadn't been like that at all. He had sacrificed his life to save Kakashi's. And he had given his eye to him. "You can't compare Obito with them.. he was an exception." Her brother turned his face away. The memories seemed to really hurt him. The memories of the war. "But how can you be so sure that Itachi isn't an exception as well?" She whispered. She knew those words would hurt him. But she just couldn't leave it like that. Kakashi was a very calm and composed person. Sayuri maybe was the only one who knew how to change that. "Do you know what you're saying? Itachi is the prime example for all that!" Sayuri bit on her lips. "He's not!" She jumped up from her bed and nearly collapsed. All the crying had put her to the edge of dehydration. But after she had closed her eyes for a moment she was better. "He's different!" She was sure about that. Maybe others saw him as just another Uchiha, indifferent and selfish. But Sayuri knew he wasn't. His eyes were different. His eyes could be so kind. "He saved my life. He nearly died for my sake! How can you call this narcissistic?" She turned away and went to the window. Once again the moonlight reflected on her silver hair and made it shine. Once again Kakashi sighed. "I know what he did. And I really am thankful to him. But that's been two years ago. And now he has no problems at all with breaking you into pieces. Open your eyes already. He's just like all the others. He doesn't give a shit about you. He saved your life and you fell in love with him because you felt like you'd owe him. But it's all right now. Let go of him before he drags you even deeper in your despair." The tears flowed across Sayuri's face. In the moonlight they looked like little crystals. Iridescent and pure. "But.." "No!" Kakashi took her hand and looked her straight in the eyes. He wiped the tears out of her face. His voice was vehemently. "The Uchihas don't deserve your pity. And they don't deserve your love."

He left and Sayuri was alone in her dark room. She stood in front of the window and looked towards the moon. He was wrong. Sayuri had never thought that she'd owe Itachi loving him. She had never seen it this way. She loved him. Not only because he saved her life. She loved him, because he was him. Not the guy he wanted to seem like. Not the Uchiha. But him. He was kind and somehow he was even funny. He didn't talk often but he had a beautiful voice. He didn't laugh often but when he did the world stopped turning. He was always fighting with Seishi but the more they fought, the more they liked each other. And his eyes. His eyes were dark black and supposed to be cold like the rest of the family. But his eyes could be happy and sad, pitiful and pissed. No matter how indifferent his face was, his eyes always showed how he really felt. That's what she loved most. Yeah, she loved him. She always would. No matter how much he hated her.

At the other end of Konoha Itachi was lying in his bed and stared at the ceiling. He didn't know how long he had been already lying there, he didn't know how late it was. Maybe it was time to sleep? He should start the training the next day. But he couldn't even think about sleeping. He wasn't tired at all and too many things were in his mind. Tengu? The word seemed so strange. So unreal. Like a fairy tale. Like a dream. Maybe if he was just wishing it enough, he'd wake up and would find himself lying next to Sayuri in the forest. So beautiful and human as she had been in his memories. Wasn't it ridiculous to sleep in a dream? He should just wait here to wake up, no matter how long it took.

Yet he knew that he wasn't sleeping. This was real. Sayuri was really a Tengu. Everything fit. That word was the last part of the puzzle he had searched for so long. The puzzle solving so many questions. Why did Sayuri possess so much Chakra? Why was her Ninjutsu so strong? Why did her body mature faster than those of other girls? Why has she never spoken of her family except of Kakashi? What was about the conversation he had eavesdropped back then between her and the elders? (Chapter 14) What seal? What truth? All this questions were answered with only this one word. And still there appeared so many new questions. What about Sayuri then? What did she hide from them as well? Was she even the person they knew? Did she deceive them all the time? Had their friendship been a lie all the time? How many people has she killed just like that guy back them? Did she enjoy it? Was she.. a monster? A monster enjoying killing and thirsting for blood? What should he believe? What did he want to believe? And what did this all mean for him and his Clan? Tengus are real. They exist. If this is true.. what about the legends of his Clan? Are they true as well? That was too much. It was just too much.

Itachi kept staring at the ceiling without actually seeing it. He didn't even realize it when a head suddenly appeared in front of his, only inches away. "Good evening, future Chuunin!" Shisui grinned at him with a proud smile and held a bottle of champagne in the air. "I heard you had some problems first but then you made it through the second exam! Congratulations! I came here as quickly as I could, but I was pretty busy you know.." Shisui was like always. Itachi didn't know whether he should be happy about his presence. It was good to hear his words, good to see that there were things which would never change. And if there was someone who had all the answers to his questions it was Shisui. But he couldn't just ask him like that. And he had a horrible headache.

"Good thing you're not sleeping already! We have to celebrate this properly!" He sat down on Itachi's bed right next to him. "You didn't really bring champagne, did you? I'm ten, you know!" The problem wasn't the alcohol. The problem was that he wasn't in the mood at all. Shisui looked at him quite offended. "Oh.. I see. I'm sorry I'm not you're little Hyuuga friend with an endless supply of beer and an illegal Marihuana plantation in the backyard." The next moment Itachi sat straight in his bed. His sight blurred for a moment and his head hurt even more. "Are you nuts? There's half a police squad down there." He pointed with his head towards the floor. "And there's not such a thing as a Marihuana plantation", he added whispering. Shisui just grinned mischievously. "So you'll drink with me or what?" Itachi rolled his eyes and let himself fall back in his bed. Maybe he had no endless supply of beer but he sure had something in common with Seishi. He was just as stubborn. "I'm just too tired now. I can't do anything right now.. Can't we just do this tomorrow?" Shisui sighed and gave in." Well you sure are. Just look at you. You haven't even changed yet. What's that shirt anyway? Is it new? It doesn't even really fit you." Itachi turned to the side and stared into thin air. "That's a long story.." Right, he still wore that shirt he had taken from this other guy. After his own had been burnt down. By Sayuri. "I've got time." Shisui laid down next to Itachi and looked him in the eyes. He seemed to be a bit worried. "If you're tired, why don't you sleep?" Itachi didn't answer. "Don't you want to take a shower? You'd really need it." Still Itachi showed no reaction. "You know, we could take a bath together like in old times. I'd rub your back." Now, finally, the dead face raised an eyebrow. "You sure you haven't been on a Marihuana plantation today?" And of course, Shisui grinned. "I just wanted to see whether you're still alive." Itachi moaned. He really wasn't in the mood for Shisui's jokes. "Correct me if I'm wrong.. but shouldn't you be a little happier in situations like this? I mean you've passed the second exam." Maybe Shisui was right. Maybe he really should. But he just couldn't. "I've got a lot of things on my mind.." That had been surprisingly honest. "Because you have to fight Anko Mitarashi in the second fight? I'm sure you'll make it. It's still a month anyway.." Right.. the tournament. He had already forgotten about it. Was it so naturally now that Anko would beat Seishi? He wasn't really sure about that. "That's not it.." A mere yes would have been enough. Now Shisui wouldn't let go. "Ok.. well you know you can tell me everything. We're best friends after all. I'll just keep lying here until you feel like talking."

Since when was he so understanding? Wasn't he even a bit curious? Or was he just trying to be considerate? Itachi looked in his eyes. Dark black eyes like his. Dark black hair like his. They were of the same Clan, they shared the same education, the same blood. If there was someone he could trust, wasn't this him? "Shisui.. do you believe in.. supernatural stuff?" Shisui's face didn't change a bit, but he was a bit surprised. "Supernatural? You mean like people jumping 10 meters high, spitting fire and live after being pierced through by a few dozen knives? Is it that what you mean by supernatural?"

Itachi was confused. That wasn't the answer he had expected. Even though he didn't know what he had expected anyway. "N-no.. that's not quite what I meant.. I was talking about.. something like.. non-humans.. demons." He couldn't interpret Shisui's face now. Was that shock? "Why do you ask?" Why did he bring himself to this. What should he say now? I know one? And what was with Shisui's reaction? Shouldn't he laugh at him because he was saying such nonsense? "You'd never ask me something like this without a reason so I'll just guess. Did that wretched bitch say something to you?" Itachi sat up. Now he really was confused. "Are you talking about Sayuri?" How did Shisui draw an connection from demons to Sayuri? He flinched. "What do you know?" Shisui sat up as well. He looked really serious. "That's what I ask you." What the hell was the meaning of this? Did this mean that Shisui was aware? "I saw her.. I saw something I shouldn't have.." Shisui grabbed Itachi's shoulders and glared at him. "Please tell me you mean you saw her naked.." Itachi shook his head. Now he actually wished it had been that way. But it just wasn't. Shisui knew just well what he had seen. "She told me.. she's a Tengu." Shisui took his hands from his shoulders and stared on the ground. "I see. Well then, it can't be helped. It was good you told me." Itachi couldn't believe it. He knew it? He knew it all along? "What do you mean by this? What do you know? You have to tell me!" Shisui just shook his head. "It's alright, now. This has nothing to do with you anymore. This is something only concerning the police. She's broken the treaty. Maybe we can finally use this to get rid of her. That's just what they get. Danzo should have used a curse seal from the very start." Itachi didn't understand a single word. Treaty? Curse seal? And who the hell was Danzo? "Wait.. Shisui! Explain this to me! What do you mean by getting rid of her? Just what is going on here? Is it really true? Do those.. Tengu people actually exist?"

Shisui didn't say anything, but this was answer enough. He still hadn't understood a single word Shisui had been talking about, but he really had a bad feeling about this. "What do you know? About them.." Shisui hesitated and looked away. "You really don't need to know.. but you won't stop bothering me, am I right?" Itachi didn't bother other people. He was bothered. But this time he would turn the tables and so he nodded. "Well then..", Shisui sighed. "That's a pretty long story. You have to know before this village was founded this area was Tengu territory. When Hashirama Senju searched for a place to establish a Ninja community, he decided for this place as it was hidden in the forest and protected for ancient times. The Tengu agreed as long as they were allowed to reside in Konoha, so they became a part of this village, exchanging secret and powerful techniques with infrastructure and technical progress." He made a pause so Itachi had time to understand. The Tengu had always been a part of Konoha? So why did nobody know? And were was the rest of them? Now that Itachi though about it, he had never met a single family member of Sayuri except for Kakashi. "What happened?" "The third Ninja World War happened.. Some Tengu became Ninja and went on missions like the rest of us, but they refused to take part in the wars. They didn't take part in the first and in the second and the elders had accepted their decisions. But during the third Konoha had great problems. They were about to lose. So they asked for the help of the Tengu. But they still refused. They said they didn't want to get caught up in human affairs. The elders begged on their knees but they still refused. That wasn't all though.. The population started to become suspicious. The Tengu have a long life expectancy so it seems as if they don't age at all. The people became frightened, and the Tengu became more and more a nuisance. Then, finally, the rumors started. There was another Tengu Clan in the north, in the land of earth. The Tengu were accused to work together with them and sending information to Iwagakure. That did it. It was decided to banish them from Konoha. All of them." Shisui said this with a pleased tone. He was actually happy about all that. But to Itachi it sounded strange. They had been banished? From there very own land? Why did they put up with it?

"But Sayuri and Kakashi are still here, aren't they? What about them?" Shisui nodded. "That's a little complicated. Their father, 'Konoha's White Fang', didn't want to leave the village. He separated himself from the rest of his family and agreed to fight in the war. But only on condition that his children were allowed to stay as well." "I see.." Itachi slowly started to get it. This was all a long string of sorrow and painful decisions they were caught in. It wasn't Sayuri's fault. But that didn't change that she wasn't human. And never once told him. Not even when he had been about to fall for her. "But now this is finally all over. All they had to do was to shut up over their real identity. But they weren't even able to do that much. This will be reason enough to get them off to where they belong to. To the rest of the rotten freaks that they are." Shisui's words were filled with hatred and disgust. Itachi knew this way of speaking very well. It was the same way he had talked to Sayuri before. "No." Shisui was confused. It wasn't rare that Itachi sounded so decisive but he didn't understand the situation. "What?" "You won't tell anyone what I just told you. You'll keep this to yourself." Shisui shook his head as if he had the feeling that his imagination was running riot. "Are you nuts? This is the perfect chance! Who knows if we get one like that ever again?Don't you want to get rid of them as well now you know the truth?" Shisui was pretty dogged in his attitude that Tengu were the incarnation of evil. But they weren't called demons for nothing, right? So maybe he was the one in the wrong after all. "I'm not sure.. whether Sayuri really is such a bad person she deserves this.." Itachi averted his head so he didn't have to see the expression on Shisui's face. His eyes gaped, his jaw flapped open. Then he started to laugh derisively. "Oh my God! I can't believe it! She already got you that far? She already turned your head that much? Open your eyes, Itachi! She's a fucking demon! What do you even know about her? She doesn't deserve your.. pathetic sympathy! You have to do what's right! Not for a single person but for the village!" Itachi bit on his lips. "I know her much better than you do. And I can't believe she's.. that way. I mean.. I always thought of her.. as a lily." Shisui only laughed harder. "A lily? You mean like innocent and pure? Have you completely lost your mind? I mean think about it? You remember that guy who nearly killed you two years ago? She was the one who slaughtered him. She ripped him into a few thousand bits. Just what kind of person does such things? She's a monster, the only thing she cares about is killing! So how can you protect her? If you want to compare her to a flower, why don't you choose a sundew?" Itachi couldn't answer. It was really rare to see Shisui that furious. "Yeah, right! A sundew! She lures you with her sweet smell and once you touch her it's over. You won't get rid of her until she digested the last bit of you and there's nothing left! Don't you think this is a better Metaphor? Nobody ever said that Tengu don't eat human flesh!" Itachi's lip was already numb. What should he say now? Nothing he could say would make Shisui change his mind. And what if Shisui was right after all? When the Sayuri that he thought he knew never existed? It made him sick. What should he believe? "Shisui.. I.." "NO!" Shisui suddenly grabbed him and pressed him on his bed. Itachi stared surprised and confused in the eyes of the guy bowing over him and holding him tightly to the bed. "You don't need that Sayuri! And you don't need that Seishi! Do you get that? All you need is me!" Shisui was almost desperate. Itachi didn't understand. He didn't get it all. Just what was going on? He had never seen Shisui like this before. Did they still talk about demons and flowers? But maybe that wasn't that bad. "Shisui.. let's just change the topic, okay?" His eyes were empty. He didn't seem to understand himself what he had done. "I'm sorry.." He let go of Itachi and stood up. Then he just sat on the edge of the bed and sad nothing anymore.

"I'll change and go to sleep now. We'll celebrate tomorrow, ok? I'm just not in the mood now.." Itachi stood up and took his - or better the stolen - shirt off. He felt Shisui's stare in his back but he didn't dare to turn around and say something. He looked in the mirror. He really looked like shit. Well the past three days had really been quite hard. It was a miracle he was still alive. He only had to look at his two, bandaged hands. One had been pierced by a Kunai, the other one had stopped a huge ax. Those would become some great new scars. Speaking of scars, now that he stood in front of the mirror, half naked, he noticed once again that scar on his shoulder. All the other scars had been removed by Tsunade quite well. All of them but that one, who should remind him of something he had forgotten. He still blushed when he remembered that. That had been so embarrassing. He touched it carefully with his bandaged fingers. Just where did he get that from? Why couldn't he remember? "What are you staring at?" Itachi flinched when Shisui was suddenly standing next to him again. His presence somehow made him feel quite uneasy. Not only because of what had happened but also because of those strange gazes he got from him. "I was just wondering about that scar.. The fact that I have it now for such a long time.. Do you think I might have gotten it during the war?" That was the only plausible answer Itachi had been thinking about for a while now. "Could be.. you can't remember a lot from that day anyway, right?" Shisui sighed. "Must be nice.. being able to forget about all the bad memories.." Itachi shrugged. "I really want to remember.. the more I think about it, the more it bugs me." It was really strange. He hadn't felt that way before, he only started recently. Trying to remember that day when Konoha had been attacked, it was like running through fog. He felt like seeing silhouettes, he felt like knowing what they were, but he just didn't. Like you want to say something, but you just can't remember the word. You know it's somewhere in your head, it's on the tip of your tongue, but you just can't reach it. And still he wanted too reach it that badly. He had the feeling that it was very important. "You should just be glad. Nobody wants to have the pictures of corpses and people close to you being killed in front of their eyes in his head. Just be grateful you were allowed to forget." Itachi grimaced without taking his eyes from the scar. "I never asked to forget.." Shisui kept staring at him silently. "I want to know it.. Do you know how it feels to want something so badly but you just have no chance to get it?" Shisui gasped for breath and averted his eyes. "Pretty.." He really behaved strange lately. "What's wrong with you?" Itachi just didn't understand it. "It's nothing.." Shisui went back to the bed and sat down again. "I was only wondering.. maybe it'll help when I tell you what I know about that day. About what you did at least." Itachi looked at him surprised. "You'd do that? All I can remember is that I woke up in hideout behind the rock portraits. You know what happened before that?" Shisui sighed and closed his eyes. "I only know what your parents told me. When the attack started, Uncle Fugaku and Aunt Mikoto were called. They left you behind together with your nurse." "My what?" Itachi didn't come along anymore. What did Shisui just say. "Your nurse. You used to have one. Well, you used to have a couple to be accurate. Like I said, must be comfortable to be able to forget everything." Itachi tried to remember. A nurse? He had had someone like that? "What happened?" Shisui hesitated. "You know.. I understand why you don't remember. It must've been really horrible. And I don't intend to bring up some trauma now." Itachi gulped. He felt like he was getting closer to what he wanted to reach. He wouldn't turn back now. "She died, right? Is it that what you want to tell me?" Shisui bit on his lips. "Yeah. Unfortunately the enemies ran right into you as it seemed. There was a huge bloodbath. That's where we lost track of your whereabouts that day. It's a miracle you were still alive." Itachi tried to remember. But there was still something missing. There was a part of the puzzle he still needed. "How did it happen? How had she been killed?" His cousin looked at him with so worried eyes, like Itachi was about to collapse any moment. "She's been... beheaded.." Itachi felt his body protesting. He felt sick, his feet gave in. In front of his eyes he saw the fog, the silhouettes, he heard a woman's voice crying his name. Then silence. And the shadow in front of him sliced in two. A body. A head. And dark strings and dots appeared. Liquid. Sprawling blood. A street paved with bodies. The sound of a flowing river. And a light pervading the mist. Bright. And kind.

He ripped his eyes open and panted for air. Shisui held him in his arms and shook his head. "I knew it. This hadn't been a good idea. Are you alright?" Itachi needed time to realize what had happened. He was still in his room. "Yeah. I just had some kind of.. flashback." That might be it. A dump and cloudy flashback. "I see.. So you remember something now?" Shisui held him tightly. He seemed to be really worried. Maybe he was blaming himself. "No.. not really." "I see." They set there for a while without saying something until Itachi started again. "I hate to bother you, but.. can you tell me what happened after that? Why didn't I.. get a new nurse or something like that?" How could he forget the person who had died trying to protect him? How cruel. "You did. Like I said before, you had a couple of them. But you just didn't want any anymore. You've never been content. You seemed to have really liked your old one.." He paused for a while. "Well,.. sooner or later it made no sense anymore. Your parents stopped working as Shinobi. Your mother cared for you and your father went to the police. Now that I think about it.. if you hadn't made such a fuss, maybe Sasuke would have never been born. Your parents had been pretty busy after all." Itachi didn't say anything. At least he had subconsciously remembered that nurse. And at least something good had come out of it. He actually couldn't imagine his life without his annoying little brother. But there was still something bothering him. "Shisui.. do you believe in angels?" He just asked without thinking. He completely forgot that he had started another conservation similarly before. Shisui was shocked. He remembered it quite well. But he didn't plan to let it go on the same way. "Sure.. just like I believe in fairies, and ghosts, and goblins.. and Santa Claus." Itachi had to smile. Shisui really had a strange sense of humor. "I just have the feeling.. I saw one that day." Shisui smiled back. "You might have just seen a hot Kunoichi." Shisui tried to cheer him up. And Itachi didn't want to think of it anymore. "Maybe you're right. Well then.. I guess I'll sleep now." He freed himself from Shisui's grab and stood up. "You want me to stay over?" Shisui still was really worried. "It's okay.. thank you. I just need some time." He nodded, slightly disappointed. "Well then. Good night. See you tomorrow." He went for the window. Just why could he never use the door? "Yeah. 'Til tomorrow." Shisui jumped out of the window and disappeared. Itachi looked after him. Instinctively, he stared at the full moon. It made him sad somehow. The moon reminded him of Sayuri. Just whom should he believe? What was he supposed to think? And would he ever clearly remember that day during war?

The night could have been so beautiful. But two pairs of eyes looked at it with such sad hearts, that they just didn't realize.

So that's it for a while^^ I know it maybe was kinda confusing. I might have gotten mixed up with the wars and the actual incidents.. I'm sorry.

But it just fit best the way it is now.. So what do you think of Sayuri? I really have no idea of the image I created of her.. I just hope you don't hate her that much