A/N: A nother part added another story... I like this one even though it's a History fic. I hope you guys enjoy it and please tell me what you think. Thanx for all the reviews. You guys are the best!

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto (the most common disclaimer)

Part 3

The shark-man stood in the intersection where he and his partner had separated not to long ago.

The crossroad was busy; now and again people would bump into him. It took Kisame's entire valor to not reach for his Samehade and grate them on the spot. He scanned the vicinity for his colleague. He grinned when he saw the red and black. They could finally rest. And Kisame had found a quiet and comfortable inn for them to reside at during their stay here. However what impressed him more was the bar next to the inn…

Itachi approached Kisame. The shark-man grunted and strode past him. Itachi said nothing, but followed.

The sounds of celebration grew dim as they moved toward their hotel.

Giving a heavy sigh, Kisame plunked down on one of the two beds they were given. Itachi stood by the window, staring at the lights of the far away festival.

" Have you already eaten?" Kisame asked taking off his sandals.

"Yes," one-worded answers always destroyed a conversation.

Kisame dragged his rough hand through his blue strands. He was curious to what the Uchiha had to give as his information; " The scroll is real," Kisame spoke breaking Itachi from his contemplations.

"I know," he answered back, pausing for a moment Itachi continued, " we can confirm that the rumors were just rumors."

"Aa,"

"Nevertheless, what I found out is more than authenticity of a scroll. It was located at Jukin caves. "

"So…"

" We should investigate the caves tomorrow."

"Right," Kisame removed his sword and leaned it against the wall. He fell on the bed, facing his back toward Itachi. Somehow he knew having a bottle of Sake before bed would not be happening.

The Uchiha unclipped his cloak and searched his inside pocket. His eyes narrowed when he did not find what he was looking for, "I'm going out."

Kisame heard the door click shut and smirked. That drink wouldn't have to wait after all.

Auko Nuriko dragged herself into the shack, which she called her home. Although having a small house, Nuriko did not mind nor did she care.

As she made her way across the room where her only table stood, she slipped off her boots and chucked them somewhere on the cluttered ground.

She unclipped her pouch and spilled the contents onto the table. Nuriko clicked on the lamplight next to her. She examined the items thoroughly with an accomplished smile. Lady luck must have been with her today. But a frown replaced her grin when she remembered what was in her back pocket.

Gracefully she pulled the thing out and brought it to the light. A symbol she did not recognize was engraved on the cold metal. Nuriko traced her thumb gently above the line that was slashed over the character. She swallowed; this line only meant one thing…

The brown-haired girl heard a clatter behind her. She jolted into the table and cursed in pain. Nuriko stuffed the forehead protector back into her rear pocket and wheeled around.

She let out an edgy chuckle. Stupid festival she thought looking around the room.

A pair of hands grabbed her from behind. Nuriko struggled but stopped shortly when she felt the sharp edge playing on the skin of her neck.

" Where is it?" a rich voice reached her ear.

" I don't know what you're talking about," Nuriko did not know how she still had her voice.

" I suggest you choose your answers wisely,"

" Oh great, this is what I get for robbing a S-class criminal," the kunai buried into her neck further. Nuriko felt the warm liquid slid down her neck.

" I should kill you for knowing that much,"

Sighing she lifted up her right hand, " It's in my back pocket," she moved her hand to the back. Nuriko jumped when his hand encircled her wrist. With his hand he guided hers to her rear pocket. She grabbed the material of the forehead protector and held it up for him to take it.

Itachi released her wrist and took what she had stolen from him. His other hand still clutched the weapon. He drew the kunai away from her neck for momentum.

" I know where the scroll is!" the sound of metal swiping through air was the only thing Nuriko heard. Her eyes were shut tightly. Am I dead? Her arms were free and so she moved them to her neck. I'm still alive… why?

"Did you steal this?" his tone of voice hammered at her ears. She screamed and had to cover her mouth to stop.

Nuriko opened her eyes. She was face to face with the Uchiha who was holding her necklace. It took a few seconds to comprehend. She shook her head.

His eyes, she remembered were black eyes not red.

"Good, you're not lying," said Itachi

" Of course I'm not!" the girl bit her tongue and stepped back. Itachi kept his bored look and bent to clean his kunai with the corner of his cloak.

" Tomorrow night you will show me where it is. Is that clear?"

"Y-yes"

Itachi made his way to the door, " Auko Nuriko," he turned and faced the girl who had just said her name, " you should know what to call your guide."

"True," he responded and carried on walking. She held her breath when he halted, " Uchiha Itachi." With that said he left her standing alone.

Nuriko collapsed onto the ground. Never in her life had she a lack of courage. The girl brought her hands around her neck once again, " Uchiha Itachi…" she whispered. Nuriko looked around the room. Her brows knitted together. She grabbed a boot that was lying next to her and threw it against the door, " Stole my necklace!"

A/N: Well I got two of my stories updated, Yay for me and now back to Masquerade. It's a never ending cycle... lol, But I love it. okie till next time!