Warning: Just in case, there will be an argument with bullies in this chapter. It doesn't mean to actually offend anyone. Please read at your own discretion.

Angel OF Darkness

Chapter Four: Chivalrous

It took a lot to get Uchiha Itachi angry.

When the first light bulb popped inside of the apartment, Madara had hummed in concern. He felt a disturbance in the air, but wasn't immediately alarmed by it. Itachi's temper had suddenly flared, taking the man by surprise as it was all due to something that Kyuubi had apparently done.

Somehow, Madara could see it coming from a mile away, but he really had done nothing to stop it.

From the very moment that their professor had told them that they would have to write a report, and work with a partner on a project it had started.

Kyuubi had offered to be Itachi's partner when Madara had ditched Itachi to partner up with someone else in the classroom. Itachi had not been paying attention in class, and it was clear when he had briefly looked around for him.

Kyuubi talked and talked on how Itachi should do everything for the project. Criticizing Itachi and his own personal work were like insulting him, but not something Itachi couldn't handle. Humans, after all, were known to be hardheaded and arrogant when it came to doing things their own way.

No. What had truly set Itachi's anger off was the fact that Kyuubi not only had the audacity to ignore everything Itachi had to say, he also disobeyed one of the biggest rules Itachi held. That was brining any food or drinks around his electronics, and much more his laptop.

Kyuubi had not only not listened, the red head he had tripped over Kisame who was on the floor reading a book, and his drink came flying out of his hands, only to spill on the keyboard of Itachi's laptop and his lap.

The shock Itachi received from it, released an angry growl from him and a burst of pure energy rushing through the room, exploding the light bulbs.

Madara would have laughed, if not for the fact that Itachi's little energy burst had charged up the entire campus and now no one had power. Madara had to act fast enough to catch Itachi, and hold him back from trying to slice Kyuubi's throat.

It was once again a shocking behavior from the usually calm and gentle Itachi.

'Damn it Itachi, why is it that you are in such a short fuse right now? This isn't like you at all.' Madara thought to himself in sheer panic, barely able to detain the younger demon.

"Wow, dude, block out!" Kisame cheered with a whoop as he scrambled to his feet. His little comment was followed by girlish screams, and frantic rushing of feet across the hall way.

"Block out?" Kyuubi said in disbelief, "How are we going to get anything done now!"

At that, Itachi made an attempt to loosen himself from Madara to end Kyuubi's life, but failed to do so. Madara was older, and strong enough to restrain Itachi. It was no joke that Itachi was incredibly strong for his age, but right now, Madara was more concern with trying to calm him down. Being both dominant though it probably came off more of a challenge to Itachi than a reassurance.

Madara cursed softly, trying to think about what he could do.

Izuna was probably nowhere near them.

"Who the hell wants to work on any homework, this is a good excuse so we don't have to." Kisame leisurely said. The sound of his book closing was like a snap in Itachi's ears, and he tried once more to get free from Madara.

Madara on the other hand, tightened his hold on Itachi and started to drag him towards the door, so they could get out of the room. Although, once he had opened the door, Itachi managed to slip away from him and disappeared into the darkness, and rushing bodies of students that were trying to figure out what was going on.

"Hey, where are you going?" Kyuubi called out to them, not able to see anything that was going on.

In a matter of seconds, Madara had lost all traces of Itachi. Cursing he headed into the hall. "We better all go out and see if we can get a professor to check out what is going on."

"Good idea," Kyuubi agreed.

Kisame groaned, "No thanks. I rather stay here and hope the power never comes back on." Kisame closed his eyes and enjoyed the panicked cries. Madara on the other hand decided to leave and search for his wayward son, while Kyuubi just decided to run into the crowd and follow where they were going.

"Do you think this place is haunted?" someone softly whispered, catching Madara's ears.

"I don't know, my brother came to this school and he said that he'd sometimes hear strange noises at night."

"Man, you don't think the ghost would try to round all of us up and kill us."

"Shut up, this isn't a horror film" Another boy snapped, obviously scared from the little chat the students were having.

Shaking his head, Madara continued to look around. Something told him that there was no way he was going to be able to find Itachi.

It was Izuna the one that found Itachi.

After taking Sasuke back to their room and making sure the boy was knocked out, he had gone off to see if he could find Madara and Itachi. His mind was on making sure that they were alright and no one had dared attack them.

The professors had already started coming in and calming people down, making it easy for Izuna to spot Madara.

The problem was that amongst the other students, Madara found himself detained by the professors who were questioning them. One look from his mate told Izuna to slip away and search for Itachi. Now that he had though, he was not sure what he would say to make sure that Itachi was alright, after all, the one that dealt most with Itachi and his sometimes snappish temper had always been Madara.

"Beautiful night," Izuna said, and came closer to Itachi whom didn't even move from his spot. Izuna released some of his energy in hopes to calm his son. It wouldn't work as well as if it was Itachi's mate doing this, but it would help because he was his mother. "What's wrong?" he softly asked.

Itachi shrugged, "Nothing." He muttered.

"You are not the type to blow up the power source in the whole school over nothing," The knowing tone in his voice made Itachi sigh.

"So what,"

"You can tell me if something is wrong." Izuna insisted.

Itachi turned to him, a glare on his face. "Nothing is wrong." Izuna on the other hand maintain Itachi's glare with a heavy stare of his own. It willed Itachi to cave in to his 'mother' and tell him everything that was bothering him. In Itachi's opinion, it was a nasty trick. "I just got pissed off, is all."

"Like I said before, you are not one to anger so easily unless someone did something bad enough for you to want their blood." Izuna said.

Itachi looked away from Izuna, thinking over what he had just said. When someone crossed him, or even dared hurt his family, he would get angry. He would get angry at people who were hypocritical, and those who he just felt didn't deserve to live. Itachi always maintained his cool, and never lost his head. But this time, he couldn't explain it.

"It's not like that." He muttered. Even after so many years, Itachi realized, he had not yet forgiven or gotten over his own anger towards Kyuubi. The man could easily bring about what would seem like an irrational anger out of him over the littlest of things.

Kyuubi had killed him after all.

After claiming to love him, claiming that he would never hurt him, Kyuubi had killed him! A man he had trusted and even cared for to some extent enough to consider a friend despite their relationship had just… To just expect to get along with him was going to take a lot. Itachi would rather kick him out of his life so he could continue living in peace like he had all these years.

"Then, what is it like…" Izuna asked, tilting his head towards Itachi.

Itachi removed all expressions from his face, erased all emotions from his eyes and simply said. "It doesn't matter; I'll deal with it on my own." He had to. This was his own personal turmoil. He had to find a way to let it go. The Kyuubi from now wasn't the Kyuubi from the past, he had to remember that.

Izuna felt like reminding him again that he didn't have to deal with it alone, but something told him that he'd be pushing it if he dared tell Itachi that. HE was sure that by now Itachi knew. "Alright then," he muttered instead.

Itachi silently continued to try and not think of the past. So many things had happened. He kept going to the 'what if'. He kept asking, what if Kyuubi had never killed him.

What if Kyuubi and he and never met.

What if he would have stayed with Kyuubi?

What if he would have ever truly loved Kyuubi?

What if…his parents remained in his life and controlled every last part of it.

What if he had married someone else and lived out his life, pushing past the empty misery.

What if he would have died when he was an old man?

What if Madara had never interfered and given him a second chance at life.

What if he too would have been reincarnated and been someone else. Who would he be?

No, there was no going back to the past and reliving any of the 'what if's' that he could ever come up with. All he had right now was the present. Where he should be living…or at least, where he was currently living.

He wouldn't know death if it came to him, for he no longer feared it. Dying wasn't so bad and thanks to Kyuubi he knew that. No, Itachi was not afraid to die. He had nothing to live for either. All he had was himself, Madara, and Izuna. Yet in the back of his mind he thought they would be better off if they would have never accepted him as their son.

None of the things that had happened had been his decisions.

Everything that had happened, he had been lead to and reborn into it. Like a free spirit, or an infant, he had blindly followed even when he tried his hardest to run away and get lost from it. In the end, he was still here. He was still alive. What did that matter for, and what did that count for, when he was so unwilling to let go of the past and the anger that he felt towards everyone he had ever know there!

Every person he thought would have been important, his mother, his father…his family clan. None of that matter now that he was with Madara and Izuna, yet he couldn't let go. The ire they had borne in his heart was still there and he had yet to let go.

As long as he didn't let go, he couldn't move past it.

Right now Itachi wasn't sure if he wanted to move past it, or find a way to bury the past back to where it belonged- Deep under the dirt, dead and away from him.

"Itachi," Izuna called when he noted that his son was getting tense by the second. "I'm heading off to bed, I suggest you do the same before your father throws a fit. You know he will come and get you."

Itachi nodded his head, "Yah, Okay."

The next day, Sasuke was sullen over the fact that Izuna had made him fall asleep just when he had mentioned something about Itachi being mad. He knew Itachi was considered his 'brother', although he had never met him. Still, for Izuna to keep him from seeing who his brother and father were, was starting to make him feel suspicious and oddly enough curious.

Curiosity was already a hungry little thing in Sasuke's own being, and right now Izuna was just adding to it.

He knew that part of the reason that Izuna was being the way he was, was because it was all part of the game.

A game Sasuke found utterly stupid.

"Hey, Sasuke," Jolted out of his thoughts the young raven haired vampire turned his head in time to see Naruto, Gaara, and whom he could guess was Haruno Sakura all running towards him. He had found out from Naruto's incentive talking all that morning that Sakura, a pink haired girl, was his best friend since childhood. That they had a bond that was like that of a brother and sister. Sasuke wouldn't doubt it. Naruto always had a knack for making people just adore him and want to protect him at every turn, Hence why Gaara, although being a year older than Naruto was so overprotective of him. "Where's Izuna? I thought that all of us could have some lunch together!"

Sasuke made a disgruntled face at the thought of what his 'mother' could be up to, and then said, "Never mind where Izuna is right now."

"Oh, why not," Naruto made a pouty face.

Sasuke shrugged.

Naruto brightened up. "By the way, this is Haruno Sakura, the girl I was talking to you about!" Naruto pushed her a bit forward and Sakura blushed when she looked at Sasuke, her gaze averted as she reached her hand out to him.

"It's nice to meet you Sasuke," she softly said.

Sasuke looked from her face, to her outstretched hand, and then reached for it. Shaking it once, and then he released it. He didn't say anything, other than cross his arms and look down and slightly away.

Sakura slowly pulled her hand back to her side. All of them found Sasuke's behavior somewhat peculiar.

"So, want to join us for lunch?" Gaara asked, trying to break the sudden tension as well as any need Sakura or Naruto would feel at commenting on Sasuke behavior.

Sasuke nodded. "Sure," It was not as if he had anything to do anyways. With Izuna gone and Sasuke not wanting to think about where his dear 'mother' had gone, he decided that at least being around familiar people would be all right.

At least they did not seem to be prone to brain fail when they talked with him.

"Awesome," Naruto cheered. He then came close to Sasuke and grabbed him around the arm. "Come on then." He tugged, dragging the raven to his feet.

Sasuke cursed under his breath as the enthusiastic blond started to pull him along. Sakura smiled at Gaara, shooting him a look. Gaara on the other hand shook his head, disgusted "It's not like that," he said.

"Not yet, but it could be," Sakura giggled. "Naruto and Sasuke would be so cute together!"

"Don't even think about match making Sakura," Gaara said as the two followed behind Naruto and Sasuke, "You and I both know the world does not revolve around your Yaoi fantasies." His death glare only made her laugh inside her head.

Outwardly, Sakura puffed out her cheeks. "It should,"

"But it doesn't."

"You never know."

"I do know, otherwise it wouldn't be rational."

"Bleh, with all your standards and rational things of the world, you know not everything ever has to make complete sense." She looked at Naruto and Sasuke, "Now looking at them, I can completely write a story about when they realize their undying love for each other," Sakura pressed both her hands on her cheeks as she blushed. Fantasies of Naruto and Sasuke together being as a couple ran freely through her head.

"Dream on fan girl," Gaara said, a chuckle on his lips as they finally made it to the cafeteria.

"Speaking of dreams and girls in the same sentence, when are you going to ask Hinata to go out with you?" it was Gaara's turn to blush.

"Shut up. I'll do that when I feel like it." he defensively retorted.

Sakura giggled.

It was a known fact that Gaara had always had a crush on Hinata. Although Hinata had always had a crush on Naruto, which in the end Gaara accepted as it was but it seemed that Naruto did not feel the same way about her. Even now though, Gaara could not bring himself to tell Hinata how he felt.

The fact that she would reject him and that she might still have feelings for Naruto was what stopped him from telling her how he felt, and so he mostly worked on getting rid of his feelings for her.

But every now and then Sakura just had to bring up the subject. The girl could be dense, but Gaara knew she meant well.

"Alright, alright," Sakura agreed.

"They are serving ramen today!" Naruto suddenly cheered, letting go of Sasuke.

Sasuke decided not to say anything. While Naruto asked for his own food, Sasuke silently chose something for himself. Sakura and Gaara did so as well before they went to sit down and eat. After an uneventful lunch of Naruto just talking to Sasuke, the two of them found themselves alone with each other.

"I wonder where Sakura and Gaara went," Naruto thought aloud. Sasuke shrugged, not caring.

The truth in the matter was that Sakura had pulled Gaara aside to allow Sasuke and Naruto some alone time.

She had claimed that it was the only way that Naruto and Sasuke would ever discover having wonderful man feelings towards each other. Gaara still thought it was ridiculous and that it would never happen. Sakura was filled with fan girl dreams that made no sense to him at all. Still, he went along with it just to humor her.

So far, Sasuke and Naruto had talked little on what interested them. Upon Naruto's request they had headed towards the A-hall building. The one building had the bottom floor most dedicated to the most listings for events and clubs for the school.

Sasuke did not think that he wanted to join a club, but Naruto looked determine to at least join one. As they read through the listings, Sasuke thought most of them were boring.

"This one!" Naruto suddenly exclaimed, making Sasuke turn towards him and look at the posting to a cooking/baking club.

He frowned, "why that one?"

Naruto smiled softly, with a soft shade of pink painting his cheeks. "That's because, when I get a boyfriend, I want to be able to cook for him." Naruto's eyes widened when Sasuke let out a small hum, and he turned towards the raven. "I mean, I know it's not normal to think that way! I mean most guys think I wish I could get a girlfriend so she'd cook for me...but." Naruto hung his head, "I know I'm weird, for wanting a…boyfriend. I know I'm weird…" He swallowed hard.

Damn it. There goes the one friend that he had made in school and he had screwed up by telling him that he was gay. Just great, he really hoped that Sasuke would not say anything awful to him.

Sasuke stuffed both his hands into the pockets of his pants and scoffed, "That is strange for sure," Naruto tensed as he watched Sasuke shrug indifferently. "If I ever get a boyfriend, he can forget about me ever cooking for him. Bastard better know how to cook for himself."

Naruto had not been expecting that, and gave Sasuke a startled but hopeful look. "Sasuke...you're..."

"Yeah," the raven said.

Naruto's eyes watered as a smile spread of his face. "This is so cool, I never thought I'd meet someone else that felt like me…"

"Aww, did you hear that. Two little faggots, bonding" A snide voice suddenly said, causing Sasuke and Naruto to turn around and face a group of boys.

They were tall gangling guys with piercings on their ears and faces. Their clothes too big for them as their pants practically hung off their asses.

"What did you just say?" Naruto glared, clenching both his fists, his blue eyes filled with anger.

The boys laughed collectively. Then the leader frowned, "You don't belong here you fucking cock suckers."

Sasuke narrowed his eyes. "What makes you think you can say who belongs here and who doesn't, you pussy licker."

The boy clenched his fists. "Shut up dick lover,"

"Vagina enthusiast," Sasuke shot back.

"Penis slut,"

"Clit-"

"Shut up" Naruto finally snapped, unhappy about the name-calling. He didn't care for it and didn't think any of them should be saying it. This is everything he always wanted to avoid. His eyes nearly filled with tears as his anger flared. "Just leave us alone!"

The others laughed. "I don't think so. I think my fist will love to deal with your face! Starting with you, fruity boy!" the boy raised his fist, and made to hit Naruto. But his fist never reached. A pale hand had wrapped around his wrist, and twisted it back.

Both Naruto and Sasuke stared wide-eyed as a tall boy with long raven hair pushed the other teen down.

"I don't think it's wise for you to pass judgment on anyone," His deep voice commanded respect as he glared at the bully, and then shoved him to the ground.

A snap of a fist hitting a palm made the others jump, "Beat it brats, before I drive my fist into your face!" They paled when they saw the tall red head. Kyuubi was notorious for bashing people's skulls in.

"Yeah…yeah, whatever dude!" the other two boys high tailed it right of there. The leader tensed, shocked that his friends had left him behind.

"Hey losers don't leave me behind!" he cried, running after them.

The long raven haired boy turned to them, "You guys okay?"

"Un…" Naruto was once again startled, and then turned towards the boys that had saved him and Sasuke. "Thank you!" he cheered, blue eyes glittering with gratefulness.

Sasuke also stared at them, his eyes mostly on the longhaired raven whom looked incredibly angry. His eyes looked sharp and threatening. Sasuke felt a shiver run down his spine and his eyes roamed up and down his form, taking all of him in. From his tall structure to his broad shoulders, the way he carried himself so effortlessly, his muscles slim but powerful.

The man was attractively handsome, beautiful even, like a delicate blend of masculinity and a subtle femininity. He was definitely dangerous.

Sasuke wasn't sure why he couldn't keep his eyes off of him.

"No problem," The red head answered for the handsome stranger when it looked like he wasn't going to even say anything to Naruto's thanks.

"Hm," The longhaired boy turned and started to leave. The red head started to follow him. Sasuke on the other hand took a step forward, and tilted his head. His eyes were curious as he blinked several times.

He wanted to stop him, but at the same time something held him back.

"Wait up!" The red head screamed and chased after the other boy. "I'm serious! We have to finish our project and you aren't doing much of a good job so far, why is it so hard for you to follow orders!" and then they were out the door, and away from A-hall.

Sasuke felt disappointment well in his chest when the other boy was out of sight. He hadn't even looked at him! He should have paid him some attention, Sasuke sulked. Was he not worthy of his attention?

"Who do you suppose that was?" he found himself asking and Naruto absently shrugged his shoulders.

After a moment more of staring at the empty space at the end of the hall way, Sasuke finally turned and look back at the wall. Naruto was still staring out ahead, his mind wondering over everything that had happened.

No one had ever stood up for him or his friends before.

Guess, this high school was filled with people that could surprise you. A smile slowly made its way to his lips and he turned to face Sasuke, whom was looking at the wall of postings.

"Come on Sasuke, let's go!" Naruto went over to the raven and wrapped his arms around his shoulders.

Sasuke gasped, and tried to inch away from Naruto. "Let go you idiot, I can't breathe!"

"I don't want to," Naruto pouted.

Sasuke glared at him. "Seriously, let go,"

"Let's go back to the dorm!" Naruto offered, and started to drag Sasuke off. Sasuke complained for a while, but then just allowed Naruto to drag him off. By the time they made it back to the dorm, Naruto had let him go; only to have Izuna latched himself onto Sasuke.

The small raven felt suffocated. These people weren't helping matters and he was annoyed at the way his mind now kept wondering.

Thoughts he had never had before kept creeping into his mind.

Want…need…he was reaching towards a far away target.

"Sasuke, come on lets go out. Come on little monster, let's go…" Izuna bemoaned, as he dropped on the floor, pretending to be dying of hunger. Sasuke glared at his 'mother', and walked past him without a word.

Izuna groaned and soon was following his son right out the door.

Itachi was in a foul mood ever since he woke up that morning. Having to see Kyuubi so early really was not something he had wanted to do, and now the red head was following him everywhere. Frankly, Itachi was getting tired of it.

"Come on Itachi talk to me. Did I do something wrong?"

Itachi didn't answer as he headed out the door.

"Hey, Itachi!" Madara called, but was ignored.

"What's his problem?" Kyuubi asked, as Madara also grabbed his bag and was heading out the door. He shrugged.

"I don't know, he must be eager to get to class, maybe."

Kisame chuckled, as he headed out the door. "I doubt that's what he really eager to do. I think he wants to get away from you, Kyuubi." Both Madara and Kisame bounced out the door and closed it.

Kyuubi clenched his fists and looked at the door with anger.

"ME? What did I do?"

That had been just the morning.

As the day went, Itachi continued to avoid Kyuubi, and even skipped his own lunch just to get away. Kyuubi was never one for skipping any meal of the day, but right now he really felt like he needed to get Itachi to talk to him. No matter what it took, he needed to be able to get along with him.

He wasn't sure what that feeling meant, or why he even had it. If someone had decided to ignore him or be mad with him, he'd let them be and let them do whatever the heck they wanted.

With Itachi, he simply couldn't do that.

It confused Kyuubi, but here he was begging.

It was almost a deep feeling that he somehow owed this person something, and he just couldn't explain it. He had barely met Itachi! They were practically strangers. There was nothing that he owed the stuck up brat!

"There you are!" he cheered, and pointed when he saw him again, at this Itachi halted and his eyes narrowed before he turned and decided to head into A-hall.

Kyuubi rushed after him. Just as he came in, he froze when he saw that Itachi was just standing, his back rigid as he looked at what seemed to be a group of boys harassing two others. By the looks of it, the words being tossed around weren't nice either.

"You don't belong here you fucking cock suckers."

The small raven haired boy narrowed his eyes. "What makes you think you can say who belongs here and who doesn't, you pussy licker."

Kyuubi wanted to laugh at the comeback. Instead he turned his eyes towards Itachi and noted the way that he was clenching his fists. It looked a lot like unrestrained anger.

Kyuubi watched carefully as Itachi's face looked murderous.

It was such an awe striking sight.

The trouble making boy didn't find the short raven haired boy funny with his comment and clenched his fists. "Shut up dick lover,"

Itachi on the other hand didn't like the way that other male was picking on the other boys. In particular the short, spiky raven haired boy that just seemed adorable for some reason. Itachi frowned at that thought.

The insults kept going back and forth between the two.

"Shut up" the blond boy finally snapped, unhappy about the name-calling. He looked like he was torn over the argument. "Just leave us alone!"

The others laughed. "I don't think so. I think my fist will love to deal with your face! Starting with you, fruity boy!" the boy raised his fist, and made to hit the blond.

Itachi didn't hold back when the thought that the spiky raven haired boy was in danger of getting attack entered his mind and he stopped the boy before he could even punch the blond. For the heck of it, he effortlessly twisted the boy's arm back and nearly snapped it, before pushing him down.

For some reason he wanted to snap this worthless human in half.

How dare he disrespect this beautiful boy!

"I don't think it's wise for you to pass judgment on anyone," For a moment the thought that this human didn't deserve to be in his presence, much less in the spiky raven haired boy's presence crossed his mind.

]It was murderous, and he would have done it too if Kyuubi hadn't suddenly stumbled towards him to beat up the others.

"Beat it brats, before I drive my fist into your face!"

"Yeah…yeah, whatever dude!" the other two boys scrambled to their fist and started to run away. The leader tensed.

"Hey losers don't leave me behind!"

Itachi watched them leave, but his focus was once again on the spiky haired raven. He hadn't seen someone like him before, curious really. "You guys okay?"

"Un…" the blond looked startled by the question, before he blushed slightly and gave a watery smile, "Thank you!" he cheered, blue eyes glittering with gratefulness. Itachi didn't care for Naruto, but wanted to hear the spiky haired raven speak.

"No problem," Kyuubi answered for him, reminding Itachi once again that he had to get away from him.

"Hm," he quickly turned to leave, walking briskly so he would lose Kyuubi, but no such luck when he heard him walking behind him.

"Wait up!" Kyuubi snapped, "I'm serious! We have to finish our project and you aren't doing much of a good job so far, why is it so hard for you to follow orders!"

"Blah, blah, blah" Itachi muttered to himself as he continued to get away. Forget getting any time away from Kyuubi, it seemed like he was cursed to have the red head follow him everywhere. He stopped again and turned sharply towards him. "I'm not doing the project anymore," Itachi said.

Kyuubi looked flabbergasted. "But then, we won't get a good grade."

Itachi shrugged, "Then do it yourself and take all the credit. My grade means nothing to me," with that he turned to leave again. Kyuubi was frozen for a moment, before he clenched his fist and nodded to himself.

"Alright then, if you are choosing to fail this assignment, then I'll…I will" Kyuubi gulped, finding it hard to say the words since he had never missed an assignment "I will fail will you!"

Itachi scoffed, "You just don't want to do the work yourself," with that, he started to walk. For the first time that day, Kyuubi didn't follow him and Itachi finally felt free from him. But now something else was eating at his mind. "I'll have to figure out who that boy was…" he muttered to himself. "But how am I supposed to do that when I don't even know his name."

Before Itachi had time to think of a plan, Madara popped up in front of him. "Hey Kiddo, there you are." Madara ruffled Itachi's hair, looking at him with a toothy and proud grin. "Come on, Let's go feed,"

Itachi didn't have time to say anything, before he was being dragged off by his father.

'I'll plan for later,'