Red Eye

Begin Author's Note:

Yo! Back again with chapter 4! I'm glad everyone was kind and understanding about myself being ill. I'm feeling much better today. On to business! (Oh, everyone read the reviews I got, because one of them is the longest run-on sentence ever.

YOSH! Pairing Votes:

1 for a Haku/Kurenai/Kyuubi... Which means harem to me since the voter didn't specify...

4 for Naru/Kurenai... Looks to be the dominant one...

1 Naru/ino...

2 Naru/Kyuubi...

And that's all. Oh by the way, at the end of this chapter, I will have one of my opinionated rants, so if you don't want to hear it... skip the end author's note...

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Kimmimaro was ordered to lay down in a large cross-like seal. He did so, and listened intently to the conversation going on above him. Miya was giving orders to Naruto.

"Now channel your demon chakra, only the demon chakra, mind, into the seal. No, not that much! Just a bit less... good! Okay, hit him." Kimmimaro raised a white eyebrow. Hit him? He tensed at Naruto's anticipated response.

"Alright...beginning chakra flow... now." For an icy moment, nothing happened. Sweat trickled down Kimmimaro's spine. He blinked, wondering if something had gone wrong. Tension was so thick it was as if it could be cut with a knife. He opened his mouth to ask what had happened.

That was the exact moment the entire seal blazed into flame.

Haku's eyes widened. Kimmimaro was burning! She had to raise her voice over the boy's roars of pain to be heard.

"He's on fire! We should pull him out of there!" The bald giant who had painted the seals called back.

"No, he's fine! Demon chakra looks like that in raw form, and is very powerful! While it is being forced into his chakra pathways, he feels as if he's being burned!" Haku settled slightly, but bit her lip, worried for the older boy. Would he be okay? A soon as the thought of herself in there crossed her mind, the fires disappeared. Kimmimaro sat in the center of the seal, hair shrouding his face. Miya came closer to him, and knelt down. She pulled his bangs back from his eyes. Red, slit-pupil eyes.

"Success!" Naruto nodded like it was preordained. The seal master, Saraki, clapped. Haku went over to Kimmimaro. She had to ask him something.

"Do they hurt?" she gestured to his eyes. He answered, voice as strong and clear as it had been before.

"Ie. I do not notice the change, except for perhaps slightly improved night vision. It is only the illusion of pain on the seal. There is no lasting damage." Miya tapped Haku's shoulder.

"Your turn."

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The Akagan elite team was again called to Cyrus. Nanashi, Miya, Kaizen, and Tsurugi again stood before Cyrus. He had summoned them to him to hear a declaration. He had two, actually.

"There are two things I must tell you. One is this: Naruto will be my heir." This proclamation set off a gasp. Cyrus knew that this was a tremendous development. The heir was the one with the most strength and potential. His second declaration was sure to surprise them more, however.

"Now that Naruto is twelve, he needs a tool to assist him in learning new jutsu at extreme speeds. What do you think I am referring to?" Miya was the smartest in the group, so they turned to her. She thought for a moment.

Her eyes widened.

"The Sharingan!"' Cyrus grinned.

"Of course. Naruto must receive the most powerful Sharingan that can be found." Nanashi was puzzled.

"Naruto isn't an Uchiha." He stated. "How could he manifest the Sharingan?" Cyrus nodded.

"You have hit upon the most crucial point. Naruto cannot manifest the Sharingan. So..." He saw the gears in their heads turning.

"You want us to steal some Uchiha's eyes?" they all roared simultaneously. They looked at each other, surprised.

"Correct. However, with the recent Uchiha massacre, only two Uchiha survive. One is but a child, without the Sharingan. However, the other, Uchiha Itachi, has the Mangekyou Sharingan. It is Sharingan at it's finest." Cyrus smiled. Nanashi took a moment to confirm.

"So we are to..." Cyrus interrupted.

"You are to hunt down Uchiha Itachi with two other teams. Bring back his eyes so we can transfer them to Naruto. That case over there has everything you will need." He pointed to a previously unnoticed black box. Nanashi went over and opened it.

Wow.

The case held pretty much everything there was to know about the Uchiha. Shinobi ID, registration forms, personal history, ranking, height, weight, appearance, full body photographs, blood samples, favorite food! Nanashi didn't want to know how Cyrus got a hold of this. Cyrus added some information that would be useful.

"That silver case at the bottom has special seals that will keep the eyes fresh, to bring the back. Your assist teams are in the courtyard. Good Luck on your assignment." Nanashi nodded.

"Hai, Cyrus-sama."

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Miya was bored. After two weeks of tracking, they had finally found Itachi. Now they were waiting for him to fall asleep, so they could jump him and hopefully take him down without a fight.

That was the plan. As if it would work.

She fully expected the two assist (read: Expendable cannon fodder) teams would die. They were there so the elite could pull off a super-move that would leave at least the eyes intact. Miya was toying with the idea of saturating the place with poisons, as was her wont. No way pretty-boy would escape that.

Nanashi thought he would.

So the real plan was to hit him with a binding jutsu, blast him with poisons, then decapitate him. That would work. Probably. Maybe.

This self-doubt thing was annoying!

In fact, it was exasperating. She was about to just hit him and consequences be damned, when she noticed he had gone to sleep. YOSH! Finally some action!

Nanashi gave the signal.

The two cannon fodder groups leapt into the field. The nukenin dispatched his first two assailant with a flurry of Katon jutsu. He was more shook up than they had guessed. Itachi wasn't conserving chakra or watching his surroundings.

Miya licked her lips. Easy meat.

The Nukenin was totaling the two teams, as expected. He finished the final with a burst of black flame. What was that? Amatseru, he had said... The fires were still burning. He looked strained after their usage. Nanashi seemed to have prepared for this. He leapt in behind him.

"Fuuka Hoin!" The scroll he had pulled out emitted a vapor that envelope and removed the fire. Itachi was tired, strained from Mangekyou use. He hadn't had the thing for that long, Nanashi guessed. Itachi opened his mouth, wild-eyed.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Nanashi smiled. It was hidden by the veil.

"We are the Akagan. As to what we want... You will see. Or perhaps not." Not see...? They were after the Mangekyou Sharingan. Nanashi saw his face light up in recognition.

"Yes, we want your eyes. Not that it there will be no fight." No fight? What did he mean?

With a rush of horror, he realized what he had done. He had let the man's teammates get behind him.

His lungs expelled a rush of air as needles hit his back. He slumped to the ground, throat locking up, so he could not even speak in his final moments.

Miya grinned at her handiwork, as the gaki's eyes glazed over. He moved feebly once, then settled and did not stir.

Nanashi knelt over the corpse with a kunai as Tsurugi took out the silver case...

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Good place to end it. It is 3:00 AM and I am so tired. I'm posting this sucker, and going to bed.

Next time on Red Eye! Voting draws to a close! Naruto get Itachi's Sharingan! (Bet nobody saw that coming) Team Naruto's first (readable anyway...) Mission!

Later.

Sabaoth.