Disclaimer: Naruto and Co. are not owned by me, their existence is due to the ever incredible mind that is Kishimoto-sama's. However, Hikari is a character of my own creation, and Hiashi and Hizashi are too, essentially, except for their names. In my story, Neji decided to name his two twin sons after his father and his uncle, for a series of complex and complicated reasons which I won't go into quite yet. Well, I hope my writting's not too bad. I'm fairly new at this. Please feel free to leave any comments, be they negative or positive. Help me point out the flaws, and I will change them to the best of my ability. Silverfoxgirl-chan pointed out my previous spacing problem, and I have made an attempt at fixing it. Hopefully it helps, if not please let me know. Arigatou, that is all.


Shocking News! Itachi's Alive?

What? But how?

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I thought Oroochimaru killed him at the request of my father before his body was to be taken over!

Does he even know that my father was the one who asked Oroochimaru to attempt the assassination?

Well apparently, he didn't...or else he tried but failed.

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What do I care! He doesn't know of my existence...or does he?

I cannot let him murder anyone else, not my mother, not myself,

and not the ones I love the most.

I'm going to die... this is it, ... or is it?

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That was my initial reaction upon learning that my 'evil uncle' Itachi was still alive.

I didn't know the details initially, all I knew was that he was…not as dead as we once thought.

Hizashi was the one who overheard. He had eavesdropped on a conversation between his parents,

who apparently had learned of this from the Hokage.

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And uncle Naruto didn't tell me about it! I was outraged! How could he keep this from me?

Didn't I deserve to know? After all the trouble that man caused in my life…

didn't I deserve to know that he was no longer dead, and could possibly come after me?

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But, as I was to learn, that was precisely the reason why they didn't tell me.

I wasn't in immediate danger after all.

Apparently, Oroochimaru did honor my father's request…

but he wasn't quite good enough to destroy my uncle completely.

Itachi had survived…but had lost his memory.

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They had sent out an ANBU team to assess Itachi's state and condition.

They were to remain hidden, and not interact.

As such, the Hokage had hoped to avoid any unnecessary death.

However, one of the members of the team disobeyed.

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Both his father and mother had been part of one of the earlier ANBU squads

sent out on a mission to retrieve Itachi after his initial disappearance from Konoha.

The entire team was killed, and he was left without any parents…an orphan.

They had not known this until after the squad had been sent out.

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Naruto was banging his head against the desk for that particular miscalculation,

when the news was sent back. They were all very surprised.

Although Itachi had fought back, his attacks were far below the standards they had expected.

As it was, the ANBU member that attacked him only came back with a few minor stratches,

and even had to stop his attacks because Itachi was being protected by the villagers of the Hidden Rain.

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So what was to be done? The decision was made that I was not to be notified.

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"We don't need her to go out there and try to hunt Itachi down like one of her tigers.

And if somehow she were to accidentally revive his memory, then we'd all be screwed.

So we definitely can't tell her about this."
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He still didn't trust me. That hurt…a lot, more than he will ever know.

But I wasn't going to let that stop me. I'm not as rash as he likes to think I am.

I'm not stupid. I know that Itachi is not a character to be messed with, despite his loss of memory.

I wasn't going to go in waving my katana, or throwing kunai. I was going to find out information.

Maybe this wasn't even the same person. Maybe they got it wrong. How could Itachi,

even if he lost his memory, not be the same murderous person?

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My attack jutsus might not be as good as my father's, or even my mother's.

However, I am a hunter, and as such my capabilities at hiding myself are far above that of the average shinobi.

I am small. I can fit into spaces nobody else can. I am fast.

Uncle Lee did help me out quite a lot with that, and so did grandpa Gai.

I am naturally quiet by nature.

These aspects of myself helped me as I sneaked into the Hokage's office

and stole the document that contained the new information on uncle Itachi.

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I copied all the information quickly using my newly acquired Sharingan,

and placed the folder back into its original slot.

I have to thank Hizashi though…

he certainly provides some interesting distractions.

I didn't even think it would work!

Well, at least now I know grandpa Kakashi's porno magazines are useful for something.

And since when did Hizashi know how to do uncle Naruto's Sexy no Jutsu?

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I decided I had to take him along,

after he threatened to tell his parents on me once he discovered my true intention.

I wasn't lying when I said that all I wanted was information.

The only thing was, much of the information I wished to obtained

required me to see him first hand.

I didn't know if I could put trust in rumors and second hand accounts.

I wanted to learn for myself.

He is my biological uncle after all.
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I left a message at home with my mom, hoping she would understand.

I wasn't out for revenge. I didn't care about that.

I knew what it did to my father, and I didn't plan on history repeating itself.

All I wanted was to meet him, this man I had hated all my life.

I wanted to free myself, and let go of that hatred.

I wanted to know if I could forgive him.

I wanted to know if he was really that monster I've always had in my dreams...

or if he had changed due to his loss of memory.

Something inside was pulling me towards this, and I couldn't deny it.

Maybe it was fate... or simply the inevitable.

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We were only two miles out of the village, and I was already beginning to regret.

While I was feeling slightly bad about going against the uncle Naruto's wishes,

and assigning myself on this possibly dangerous mission,

I was also feeling a little bit guilty about involving Hizashi on something that was really my own problem...

However, the futher and futher we got from Konoha,

the less and less this became about guilt.

No...I felt like murdering him!

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I never knew this guy coul talk so much...

At that point, I had known Hizashi for quite some time.

Our parents being so close, we were practically like siblings.

We were in seperate classes at the academy, but we would often train together,

or hang out at the Ichiraku ramen shop.

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And of course, it was always either me or his brother who had to save him

from the mass of angry women whenever he got caught peaking into the women's baths again.

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His mother wouldn't intervene, because she always felt that he deserved a beating

for doing something so perverted.

His father always said that if he was dumb enough to get caught,

he deserved his fate.

But being the good best friend and brother that me and Hiashi were,

we couldn't just ignore his plight,

especially when it looked like those women were going to kill him...

not just beat him up near the point of death.

You wouldn't think he'd get caught since he has the Byakugan...

but he always wants a "closer look".

What an idiot.

And of course, bakas never learn.

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As the distance between me and all that I had ever known grew,

I knew that it was going to be one hell of a journey.

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"Hikari, we're going to be dead.

My mother's going to kill me for telling you.

My father's going to kill me for telliing you.

Your mother is going to kill me for telling you.

Uncle Naruto's going to kill me for telling you. '

Itachi's going to kill me for... well he's just going to kill me.

Please write on my grave that I blame it all on you,

and I'm never going to open my big mouth again. It always gets me in trouble.

You weren't really going to burn my paradise novels were you?"

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A few minutes later...

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"My dad's going to find out you know.

Can you just picture his eyes! You know how bad my dad can be!

I hate my life, can I kill you?"

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Another few minutes later...

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"Are we there yet? Can you give me some of that bug spray?

Do you even have any bug spray? You forgot!

How could you forget something that important?

Ah, wait... no fire! Please… AHHH!"

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Seven minutes later…

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"You are going to take all the blame for this right?

Please tell the ANBU members that this is your fault.

This is all your fault.

I hate you Hikari.

Can we stop for lunch?"

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A few seconds later…

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"You know, you should dress more like a girl.

You'd look good with your hair down, and maybe a little bit longer too.

But you definitely don't have breasts

as big as this woman I saw in the bath house the other day"

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Well, needless to say, he was knocked unconscious after that.

So we had lunch.

But that was only because I had to wait for him to wake up.

As I sat underneath the tree, listening to Hizashi snoring,

I was reminded of something my uncle Shikamaru often says.

...except he says girls are troublesome!

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