Hello faithful readers! Thanks to everyone who is still reading this fanfiction and if you are new...well...welcome! I am sorry for my inability to update in awhile as I moved from Japan to America and I am still adjusting (I have more homework and a writers block for those that you know)

Dislcaimer: Naruto is only something that someone of great creative genius can come up with and...I'm not at that level so in other words...I do not own Naruto.

"Did I not tell you to shut up?" A cold voice told the young girl before it. Keeping silent due to the detected hint that of the fact that she could die if she continued to disobey him, Shinsei calmed herself for a few moments. She looked at the man in front of her with a tired look in her eyes, the sanguine color of the Sharingan soon disappearing with the lack of strength needed to keep it activated. He towered over her; which only proved to make him seem more menacing in the dark. The man gave an evil smile and whispered to her, "You seem just as weak as your brother."

Eyes flashed as Shinsei made a quick punch at him before she thought of the consequences, as she should have. The man wanted this in the first place and took her wrist into his hand and twisted it. She immediately drew it back, still angry as she glared up at him.

"What exactly is it that you want from me Uncle Itachi?" She asked as she looked up to him. Her only reply was a cool glare and a frown of disappointment. She looked back down at the ground as a sudden wind blew this way. What did an S-class criminal want with her? Remembering the first time she had ever met him her mind flashed back to a day when she was nine years old. It was a warm day in the summer and she had gone off to train by herself away from her pesky siblings to find him already there. The look in his eyes and in his face told her all she needed to know about him and yet she had stayed because of the one thing she saw in his eyes: Sharingan. Her father had distinctly told her that she and he were the only ones left with the Uchiha inheritance so she found it very odd that a stranger would have it too. Looking back, she wished she had stayed far away from this man.

"It's been three years hasn't it? And still you have not improved one bit." The answer to her question came and she looked up into her eyes, doing a calming technique taught to her by her mother.

"I have improved enough to know that you aren't just here to help me. I am not a kid anymore and I will not believe everything you say so just cut the crap and tell me what I am to you because I certainly am not a niece in your eyes." Shinsei told him, pointing at his chest, her expression emotionless. To her surprise her uncle merely laughed.

"Finally you have grown a backbone. If you really want to know then I will tell you. Though just to let you know that you will die soon afterwards." Shinsei grimaced and looked away. It was typical of this…this…person to give an answer like that. Giving a frustrated sigh, she asked if she could go now. Receiving the permission as well as the order to meet back here she walked back to the estate. Looking in the windows she saw the sad eyes of Yume staring back at her and felt an omniscient presence of guilt taking a painful stab at her heart and she turned her head way; she wished she didn't. Her father was staring down at her with a very angry expression and for a split second she wish she were back with her uncle.

"You, me, Your room. Now!" He said is a soft voice that held a lot of unwanted emotion given its volume. Hurrying to her room she sat on the bed and waited for the punishment to pay for whatever she had done wrong. Coming in seconds later and closing the door behind him, her father stared at her.

"Where have you been going? Both of your siblings seem to come to the conclusion that you are meeting a dark figure at the edge of the estate." He asked, her. She looked up into his eyes and bit her lip, thinking that she might as well tell him.

"And yet...you've been lying to me. You told me that we were the only ones left with the Sharingan." She answered him dully. Satisfied to see the expression of her father's face drop she looked at him, waiting for what he had to say. Sighing Sasuke took a seat on the bed beside his eldest.

"I was hoping that he would just stay out of my life and never return." He said sourly. Shinsei looked up at her father for a moment before looking down at the floor as he continued, "He killed all of my family and left me there to wallow in grief, I felt a hatred for him more powerful than I ever knew. A hatred that cost me almost everything, including your mother."

Looking up with wide eyes she poked at her father. The fearless person of which fathered her, The Uchiha Sasuke, was once someone who could do nothing to save his family. Biting her lip she got up from the bed.

"It's weird with him, daddy. He's not interested in me and yet he keeps me under his little thumb. He's not interested in you either. For three years I have worked on trying to figure out why and I just…can't." Her expression was a pained one. If her uncle found out that she had told his brother of his appearance she would no longer live another day. There was no chance that she would ever be powerful enough to over power him. Getting up from the bed the adult Uchiha went to the door and flicked off the light. "Go to bed Shinsei."

His eyes then turned to the two children that were spying. He pointed to their rooms and in a flash Tokutei and Yume disappeared from his sight. He sighed, going straight to Naruto for some help.

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