Welcome to another story. Thanks for reading this story although it isn't that great but I really appreciated it. This is my first book in and also my very first FanFiction. I don't know if I can keep updating regularly but I'll try to update it. Starting a story and didn't finish it isn't my style. Please enjoy
Chapter 2: The Compound
Everything seems to calm down for the Uchiha's group. No more tears to shed, no more hugging and no more smile. Instead, confusion runs in all of their faces trying to comprehend what just happened to them. How did they get transported here? And who? No logical answer was found. They are stuck with no information to figure out their weird situation. The only thing to do is search for any possible clues to where they have landed.
Shisui eyes the compound that they are in. He sees a lot of things actually. Broken walls, old buildings that have crumbled down long ago, dim paints from one of the buildings, wild bushes and trees that just grow anywhere as long it has soil and water to keep them healthy and all. And that's all Shisui can make up.
Shisui heaves a sigh as he leans his back against one of the trees in the deserted compound. The sign of tiredness still there as he was helping Itachi out clearing the rubbles of the old ruins that the clan have left behind.
Fugaku, on the other hand, stands beside Mikoto in case her panic attack appears again. His eyes gleaming with worries as he looks at his wife tired face. She had cried over Itachi's unfortunate situation because he had to kill them over the stupid coup that the clan had planned. Later, she mulls over Sasuke, her youngest child being all alone knowing that Itachi had also died later on.
Fugaku sits in front of her. His coal black eyes staring her white porcelain face and into her own black eyes. Her eyes didn't look at him. Instead, she's looking down onto her feet, mind wandering off somewhere. Probably thinking about Sasuke, he thought.
He breathes a small sigh as a determined glint in his eyes shines brightly. "Mikoto." She didn't hear him. Her eyes still fixated on her feet. Fugaku grits his teeth, hard. He hates it that Mikoto shows this side of hers to him. How broken she is thinking of their children instead of her own well-being. It makes Fugaku pity of her. In every single aspect.
His hands cup her face, making her snap from the illusion inside her mind. She blinks. Twice. Thrice. "Fugaku?"
"You know, if you have problems, you can share it with me."
Mikoto eyes widen. She didn't believe what she's hearing right now. Fugaku showing his concerns towards her? Is she seriously dreaming right now? She wants to pinch herself but refrain to do it. She didn't want Fugaku worries about her anymore. Then, she sees a slight tinge of pink on her husband's cheeks.
The next thing scares Fugaku the most. She laughs. Mikoto laughs. She's freaking laugh after she's crying! Had she finally lost it? Giving up her soul to the shinigami same like Minato did when sealing the Kyuubi into his son? No that can't have happened! He won't forgive himself if Mikoto died first then his.
"Fugaku." She said as she wipes her tears from the corner of her eyes. A smile tugging on her lips as she said, "Were you saying that to cheer me up?"
And that's it. How to make Uchiha Fugaku blush. Just leave it to Mikoto-san, Shisui thought as he eyes the couple not far away from his place. He surpasses a shiver as he sees all the lovey-dovey scene the clan head had done to cheer up his wife. Is that how he'll be like if he has a wife in the future? Ugh, I don't want to think about it.
Instead of paying any more attention towards the couple, he shifts his eyes looking at the other Uchiha who's still rummaging the rubbles in front. Uchiha Itachi. The Uchiha Itachi that he knew is the thirteen-year-old prodigy and the son of the clan head. He has that weasel look on his face and likes eating dango than nothing. His knowledge over the shinobi system and war is wiser than the veteran shinobi, probably on par with the Sandaime Hokage himself. I mean, if Itachi was born a few years older, then he would probably be Sandaime-sama's best friend or something. He sighs again. He's older than you now, Shisui.
"Instead of sighing over the situation, why don't you help me with the rubbles," Itachi said startling Shisui. Shocked by Itachi's voice, his head snaps towards the source of the voice that's still rummaging through the pile of rubbles. Itachi stops to take a little break and turns around facing Shisui who is meters away from him.
Shisui looks at Itachi's tall form and he finds himself studying over him from top to bottom. He looks at Itachi's longer hair, his face, his clothes to his pair of shinobi sandals. He takes it all in every single detail the person in front of him and compare it towards the younger ones. Yeah, no way this person is his Itachi.
Itachi cocks his head a little to the side, weird about Shisui behaviour. I think he just comparing me with the younger me, he thought and didn't say it aloud. Then, he calls him, "Shisui?"
This time, Shisui standing up straight from his leaning position and makes his way towards the other. "Yeah, I'm coming," and stands next to him. He notices something.
THIS GUY IS TALLER THAN ME!?
Is what his face said.
Itachi notices this and again find that Shisui being weird today. He decided to ask him, "What is it? Is something on my face?"
"NO!" Accidently, Shisui shouts. Itachi didn't expect the shout jumps a little from the sudden loudness and blinks at him. Shisui realizes his rude behaviour and has thoughts that Itachi will hate him for that flails his arms around. His face flushes a little as he's trying to explain "Ah... Umm... I'm sorry. I... Uh... didn't mean to shout. I'm sorry," and then he bows. Ah, he will find that I'm weird.
A quiet chuckle stops his working mind and makes him looks up. There, Uchiha Itachi, who's older than him and probably have a lot more experience than him, is trying to restraints his chuckles although he's currently failing to do so. Shisui stares at him like Itachi's growing two heads, eyes wide and all. He had managed to make Itachi laughs by his weird antics. He didn't mind it if people found him friendly and all but what he did mind is that people calling him weird. And he had just proved it.
HE IS WEIRD.
Finally manages to stop his chuckles, Itachi opens his eyes and looks at Shisui fondly. Seriously, what had made his best friend and should he called brother because their bonds are closer of those with blood ties acting so weird in front of him? Is it because of the mess that they are all in? Or is it finding out the fact that he's much older than him making Shisui uncomfortable? Itachi internally shook his head. He hopes that whatever the reason is, it won't be the later.
"What's with you, Shisui? Do you have a fever? That's why your acting weird today?" He asks his friend. His lips quiver into a small yet fondly smile saying that he is welcoming Shisui into his zone.
"What! I don't have a fever! And I'm not acting weird!" Shisui denies.
An amuse smile creeps into his face. Oh really? "Really?"
He nods, "Yup!"
"Then can you please tell me why you suddenly shout at me?" A/N: Why do I think this kinda somewhat gay?
Shisui opens his mouth but words didn't flow out from it. Itachi, no matter how well he hides it, he always manages to shot right through him. Is this the result of having a best friend or it this just because Itachi is too observant than him? He didn't know. Come to think about it, by the time that he's gone, Itachi probably already carries the attack alone seeing what happened earlier between him and Mikoto-san. Hearing about Sasuke being left alone. Yeah, that just confirms it. He takes a second look at Itachi figure. Especially his eyes. The eyes that see everything about the world. The body that shoulders the crude mission. The heart that keeps the truth. He wonders just how Itachi bears it all.
"Shisui?"
He shook his head and let out a short sigh. A small smile forms from the corner of his lips. "Nothing, really." He said. Imaging the weight of the mission was on his friend shoulder, he couldn't bear thinking of it. "Let's get moving. You know, this rubbles won't be moving on its own," Shisui said as he starts to lift rocks in search for clues of their whereabouts.
Seeing Shisui starts to work making Itachi even more confuse of his best friend. With a single sound from him, they started working on finding out more clues of the place.
…
An hour after, a thud was heard from the silent place. The only teen in the group falls into the naked ground on his back as he let out a long sigh for the day. He, Uchiha Shisui, just giving up on life. Yeah, he give up.
His companion near him looks at him. Beads of sweats clearly visible on his face. Using his left hand to wipe the sweat off of him, he said "Shisui, we aren't done yet."
Shisui grunts under his breath. He is tired. Tired of it all. They have been searching for the whole rubbles for any sort of signs like clothes, utensils, weapons or even scrolls but not a single thing had been found in these past minutes. He concludes that they have been searching for nothing. Nothing.
"You know, these rubbles won't be clear in any moment unless we do it together."
"No. I'm done. If you want, do it yourself."
Itachi sighs. And so, he continues his unfinished work lifting up the rubbles. Just a little more and he can make an outline of the crest on the wall, he thought. He just has to be patient and not giving up just like Shisui had done.
Don't give up.
He smirks. He remembers someone. A teen, same age as Sasuke, who always wears that bright orange jumpsuit, blonde haired, blue eyes and that three whiskers of his, going around the nations searching for his brother. His brother, who has turned rogue because of him and has succumbed into the darkness, still has someone precious care for him. Sasuke should feel grateful that his friend made an oath to him. To take him back into Konoha. To the place, he once called home. Just thinking about the blonde totally ease his heart. If there is someone who can change his brother, then Uzumaki Naruto is the right person to put your trust into.
The loud sound of rubbles hitting each other snaps him out from his thoughts. He pays his attention towards the wall in front. Finally, he can decipher it.
"You have found something?" Shisui asks his best friend as he gets up.
"Yes. Please wait for a bit for me to clear this up," Itachi said as he trying his best to wipe the wall with his bare hands.
"Something happened?" Uchiha Fugaku along with his wife walks towards them as they heard the loud sound from their direction.
"Itachi found something," Shisui said instead of Itachi.
Hearing this, Fugaku immediately looks at his grown-up son who's still clearing up the dust.
Wiping the wall out, Itachi can barely see the emblem that was drawn on the wall. Although the colour have been a bit dull due to the cause of time and all, he can still able to tell the shape of the emblem.
"What is this? An insignia?" Shisui's head pops up from his left side. Itachi was a bit startled by it but he just brush it off.
"Yes. I believe it is some sort of emblem of a clan in Konoha."
"What shape is it?" This time, Fugaku asks him. The older man seems a bit worried for some sort of reason although he didn't show it on his face.
"Let's see…" Shisui eyes wonder off towards the shape of the emblem. What it this? What shape is it? A circle? No, it have a tail in the end of it so...
"Isn't this a fan?" Mikoto voices her thoughts aloud as she appears from the right side of Itachi.
Hearing this makes Fugaku a little surprise. Instantly, he grabs Itachi's shoulder from behind him. "Is it true? Let me see it!"
With Fugaku's action, the space between the group becomes a little bit tight with Itachi being the victim. "Otou-san, please stop. I can't breath."
"Ah! Fugaku-san, don't push. I can't see!"
Mikoto let's out a chuckles with their antics.
After everything has calm down, the group form a half circle around the wall with the emblem. From what they have gathered, they have seem to be in a deserted compound of a clan from Konoha. And the clan apparently have a fan emblem on it which means…
"It's the Uchiha Clan compound," Shisui said voicing his thought.
Silence engulf the compound again as each one of them having doubts of it. Millions thoughts running in their mind trying to comprehend about this weird things at hand. Everyone have something to be worried about.
Fugaku worried about the future of the clan now that he knows where he is. A deserted Uchiha compound means the clan is now perished in time. Now with this oldest son is with him, he wonders about his youngest son who is alone out there. How's he cooperating after the fall of the once strong clan?
Mikoto is thinking about all sort of things. Some of them are about her current situation, her friend and also her own family. She's been thinking a lot about them recently. Her mind wanders off to her youngest son. She miss her little angle.
Shisui didn't want to admit it that this weird situation had been making him thinking a lot. He wonders if the massacre didn't happened. How will the clan will be like in the future? What sort of life will he be having?
Itachi only had one person in his mind and that is his one and only brother. The brother that he fond of. The brother that he wants to protect. The brother who sworn to kill him. The brother who cried for him. And the brother who he loved the most. How's he? Is he still alive?
He let's out a sigh. Who knows that the news about the compound will make the group so devastated?