Goodbye from Itachi
By Hikari Dohjutsu
A/N: Sorry for the short chapter and long wait, I got lazy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, all I own is the plot of the story.
The night of the Uchiha massacre
Yashiro Uchiha ran his hand through his grey hair in frustration. He rifled through the papers on his desk, when he came across an old file. He looked down on the paper and sighed.
The case of Uchiha Shisui
They had declared it a suicide, but Yashiro looked at it as a failure. He knew, it was his instinct to know, that Shisui's death was not a suicide. It just couldn't be. Immedietly after the death of Shisui, Inabi, Tekka, and himself went to confront the biggest suspect, Itachi Uchiha.
They had had their suspicions of Itachi for a while now, his prolonged missions, his coldness to his family, something wasn't right and it was Shisui's job to track him
and now Shisui was dead.
There was only one suspect.
When the three men went to confront the prodigy he coldly denied his involvement in Shisui's death and Mikoto refused to believe that her son would have any such involvement. Fugaku, even though he was becoming slightly suspicious of Itachi also defended his son, refusing to acknowledge any involvement.
Yashiro sighed again and was about to put away the file when the door slowly opened.
Yashiro looked up and bent down to continue his paper work, "Itachi-san, What are you doing here?"
Itachi didn't answer. Yashiro sensed something wrong, after all it was common ninja instinct to know when something was wrong. He quickly jumped from his chair, barely missing the katana that came crashing down on the chair with surprising speed and force.
"What are you doing, Itachi-san?" Yashiro yelled dodging the thrusted blows from the katana.
Itachi said one word, "Mangekyo Sharingan,"
Yashiro screamed and put his hands to his head, he willed himself to push Itachi's power out.
"Tsukuyomi,"
Yashiro was falling into a pit, a dark black endless void that he could not escape, he saw a pair of red eyes.
"I control your world,"
Yashiro saw what could only exist in a nightmare, he sunk to his knees and Itachi brought down the katana.
Goodbye Yashiro,
"Yashiro.." Tekka and Inabi Uchiha ran in, and were stopped abruptly at the sight of their friend lying in a pool of blood.
Inabi turned right and caught Itachi's eyes, he immedietly yelled out in pain and sunk to the ground.
"Inabi what is it where?" Itachi came down with the katana, killing Inabi. Tekka, being an Uchiha shut his eyes tight. He honed his other senses.
"Very good, I see you understand a bit about the Mangekyo,"
The Mangekyo
"That technique was supposed to stay buried, that technique was supposed to stay hidden from you"
Concentrate, Concentrate
"You can't hide anything from my eyes," and the katana came down.
Goodbye Tekka, Inabi,
A/N: Gosh this is really depressing, Please tell me what you think. I think this will be my last shot at angst for a while until I change my mind. Oh I don't have anything against Itachi-san This is just my thoughts on how the Uchiha massacre occurred. go to wikipedia if you have any questions
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