Forbidden Love
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Chapter Three: Fall of Uchiha
Itachi sighed as he hid within the shadows of the Uchiha district. It had been about six hours since that incident with Sachiko and he was planning on killing the Uchiha clan, then and there. It was all too easy to infiltrate within these ground, he sighed. His mind then wondered on how Sachiko was. After all, in the state he had left her, it wasn't a pretty sight. Itachi decided against striking now. Instead, he would find his little sister then discuss further matters with her, as soon as it was six AM in the morning. So, now, he headed towards one of the training grounds where he knew no one was allowed in as it was dangerous. He made traps to alarm him of intruders, but for the time being, he slept.
| The Next Morning… |
Sachiko woke up quietly. She noticed that she was in a bed, figuring that Kakashi had slept on the couch (Oh, how heartless you are!) last night. She shrugged, walking out of the room. Her hair had been let out and was a bit messy – not that she cared – and her clothes had changed, since she practically begged Kakashi for some new ones, even if she looked like a boy, were it not for her hair.
She walked out of the room she was in and walked out to the kitchen. Breakfast, She told herself. Is, after all, the most important meal of the day! Although, in the back of her mind a tiny voice said that this was just her excuse to clean out someone else's kitchen and eat.
Sachiko wondered where Kakashi was, until she stumbled upon a note (that she stepped on from the floor…) saying he was out on a mission and what not (she skimmed through the note). She sighed while taking out some fruit for breakfast, since she was too lazy – at the moment – to actually cook anything, so much for the hard-working part of life, ne?
Sitting on the chair she sat yesterday night, she wondered what she'd do now. "…back home is out of the question. Outside… is… well, it'll raise suspicions… What's a girl to do?" She asked, rhetorically, sighing warily. And, just as she said that, a figure had sneaked in through the window and covered her eyes with their hands.
"…Nii-chan…mou yamete (come on, stop it)!" She pouted. He chuckled, removing his hands away from her eyes. She looked at him curiously. "Nii-chan, why are you here?"
His eyes became serious. "Sachiko… the operations will be done two days from now, at night, just before they prepare for their coup d'état." She nodded, not really getting why he was here. "… and that I want you to stay here… I'll be leaving Konoha." Sachiko's eyes widened.
"No," She said, immediately. "I'm going with you! No buts! I'm going!" She said, fiercely, making her point clear.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes! Sheesh! Do I have to repeat myself?"
He chuckled. "…alright…"
Little did he know, Sachiko wasn't finished... Not just yet… "… And… I'm coming with you to the mission!" He looked at her, wide eyed.
"No!" He half-yelled, half-screamed.
"Can, and will." She said, crossing her arms and giving him one of her 'say no and I'll give blackmail from Rank SS to Rank SSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!' glares, he wouldn't – correction, couldn't – refuse. He sighed.
"Alright…" Looking at her in defeat.
"Good!"
"… I'm too easy to manipulate…" He mumbled. … When it comes to Chi-chan… His mind added.
| Two Days Later… |
The moon was full, the sky blackened, with only the moon as the light. The moon, however, was different, it was – literally – blood red stained, as though an omen of danger upon certain persons. It also had three craters that were reminiscent to the tomoes within the Uchiha's bloodline, the Sharingan.
Itachi watched impassively, on top of the roof of an unused Uchiha house, as he striked down several Uchihas in the area. He made sure to give them a swift, painless death. He hated dragging things out and preferred working quickly and efficiently. Hiding behind him was Sachiko. He sighed, not sure if it was a good idea any more – though she insisted that she should be there, more so black mailing him – Itachi was sure this would affect her more than she let on. More and more Uchihas raced out of their homes, screaming for their children to stay inside.
Pathetic, he thought to himself. This is the result of living within arrogance and pride – Chi-chan, I'm sorry you are witnessing this.
Sachiko, at the beginning, was shivering, but now, she finally understood how hollow her relationship with her clan was. It was nothing – her first reaction was one of a simple child, scared. She was scared that her kin was being destroyed. Scared to know that even her own life was as fragile and fickle as theirs. That… this is the meaning of life, of being a ninja, to kill – or be the ones killed. She mentally calmed herself down. When she looked at them again, however, her only thought was that they were fools.
They were caught up with their pride and rank that they thought that they could do whatever they please. Thinking back, Sachiko was sure that – since this was a mission – if Itachi had done this without her knowing, she would've wanted revenge. On him, on the betrayal of the one she loved the most – she knew she would have become an avenger. It was then she realised that she, too, was foolish. She could just imagine the words now – the words Itachi would use to get her stronger. Foolish little sister… Hate me, detest me… Run away, and live! Live in shame!
Steeling her will, she started her own attack, secretly throwing kunais in a random and sudden death style. She wondered if she was going to go to hell for this, when she died, but dismissed the thought as, if that was true, then all shinobis would suffer. She knew that this was counted as treason, but then, isn't deciding to go against the Hokage treason? She didn't any definite know the answers, but in this case, to her, the answer was a 'yes'. She watched, as soon, most of the civilians had perished in swift, painless deaths.
Itachi, She thought to herself. Is kind hearted… He shouldn't be a shinobi… and yet, he's doing this to protect those he loves – and even those he hates. Is this the 'Will of the Fire'? Is this what it means to be a shinobi? Or is something different? Many questions popped into her head as the night went on, until the Uchiha shinobis finally came out.
"Well, well, well…" A deep voice sneered. "I knew you would be here. Of course, you always play the part of the loyal shinobi, as usual. How awfully sickening!" He sneered, as he jumped. Itachi simply threw several kunais, each rebounding off each other in a confusing path, which pierced through the other man's vital organs, well, three of them. Itachi kicked the corpse over the roof, showing what he would do to the rest of them.
"This… is retribution…" Itachi said, monotonously. Sachiko made herself watch it all.
I must not hesitate! She told herself. …Itachi-nii-chan can't protect me forever… I must concentrate… But I can't use that yet… not yet…
Sachiko hid in the backgrounds as Itachi dealt with the ever increasing numbers of miscellaneous ranked Uchiha ninjas. Kunoichis and Shinobis alike fell before Itachi as he drew his blade. It was a long, about one metre long, katana within a black coloured background with amethyst and Persian indigo coloured flames upon the sword case (I have no idea what it's called… sorry peoples!). The blade itself was a mix of baby blue and several greys. The hilt was reminiscent of the sword case and had the kanji '監視者' for guardian.
"HA! DIE ITACHI! WORTHLESS WORMS LIKE YOU SHOULD DIE!" Screeched several Uchihas as they charged. Itachi swiftly dodged each attack, countering with an arc swing, piercing the hearts and throats of his 'attackers'. Sachiko would've vomited from the sight and the putrid smell of blood, but she held it in – not a good thing to do, really – and steeled her will.
Itachi didn't answer. All his being was concentrating on eliminating every Uchiha that he was set out to eliminate. In less than ten minutes, every Uchiha except for four (including himself and Sachiko) in the area was eliminated. The Uchiha district was literally bathed in crimson, still fresh, blood. Each of the bodies didn't have any missing body parts, just a slash or two to one of the vital organs or the through the throat.
Sachiko looked on from the shadows. As a seven year old, there wasn't much she could do, including the fact that she had run out nearly all of her kunais already, and she felt that still needed at least three, it made her vulnerable target, were it not for her skilful stealth skills – which was pretty much developed since she kept sneaking into (or out of) her room a lot so that she could train and what not.
Itachi sheathed his sword, waiting for the last two to make their appearances; Sachiko crept – through the shadows – closer to him, somehow figuring out that she needed to be close by.
In about five minutes, Mikoto Uchiha and Fugaku Uchiha were at the scene, standing in front of Itachi. Mikoto covered her mouth at the sight, before looking at Itachi.
"Itachi… you wouldn't… you couldn't… Why? Itachi…" She sobbed, though some knew (Sachiko only, really) that it was faked. "What about Sachiko?! Itachi, Sachiko couldn't possibly take this well to heart! So, why? Why?"
"… My mission… I'm a shinobi, Mikoto Uchiha; I follow the orders from the higher ups, which is what a shinobi does."
"…Sachiko…" She whimpered. Looking at Itachi with her eyes overflowing with tears. That's when Sachiko had had enough.
Stupid! I'm in love with him! I would never disregard him. I just need to know why. That's all. That's all… She got angry. Slipping her cover, she back handed her mother (…Oh, heartless!)
"Never, and I mean never, talk like that to my nii-chan." She growled, some unknown killing intent was radiating off her. Figures that love was so troublesome, as Shikamaru Nara would say. "… Stop with that stupid facade! You sicken me!" She growled. She came so unexpectedly that even Itachi was shocked… a little… OK, a lot.
Mikoto simply smirked. "So you figured out, huh, child?" Her voice no longer her kind self. By all means, it was almost evil. Mikoto got up, flipping a kunai out. No one but Fugaku – and a few others that are not… substantially important of this moment – knew she used to be a kunoichi.
"… I always knew." She simply said, narrowing her eyes at her mother. No – the one that had biologically given her birth – but, in no way, her mother at heart. She drew one of her own kunai. No longer was the happy, innocent child, now there was a young kunoichi. One that's will could practically bend mountains and calm raging seas. "… And I always tried my best to not think about it…" She muttered to herself.
Mikoto snorted, charging in. She's no use to me. She thought. She's just a stupid little girl. Too weak to do anything. Itachi tried intercepting, but Fugaku blocked his path.
"Shinobi against shinobi and kunoichi against kunoichi." Fugaku said, monotonously. Itachi narrowed his eyes, unsheathing his sword, taking aim for a quick shot through the heart. Fugaku activated his Sharingan, blocking the attack with ease.
"Your strength…" Fugaku started. "…Is also your weakness…" Itachi growled, somehow maintaining his cool and calm attitude. Both father and son clashed as they came with killing intent towards each other – both protecting what they deem precious – both of their precious person, but one also for his pride, the other for his duty.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Sachiko had been dealt with so many assaults from Mikoto, her wrist starting to ache. Although, Mikoto's power was not overly strong, Sachiko, being a child, had difficulties in the strength difference between a fully grown woman and a still and barely matured child. Sachiko gritted her teeth as her right wrist was throbbing with immense pain and noticeably swelling. Mikoto used this to her advantage and punched her at the side of her head, making her swing backwards, landing on her right side, increasing the pain of her wrist. She gritted her teeth once more, willing for her scream to be silenced.
… What should I do? What can I do?
Mikoto smirked. "…looks like… you die!" Mikoto exclaimed. Her voice was a shriek of insanity, blood lust and… totally dangerous for one's ear drums (Sorry just had to).
Sachiko watched in horror as she awaited the blow. No… This cannot… this will not be the end! It's now… or never! Concentrate… Be calm… Manipulate it… Feel the chakra in out of your body, concentrate it to one spot… then… strike!
Sachiko's eyes flashed a brilliant vermillion – though it wasn't the Sharingan. "Raijin-sama no Tsuyosa: Shinkeikei Utsu (Lord Thunder God's Power: Nervous System Strike)!" A sudden, small but deadly accurate, shot of lighting shot out from Sachiko's left palm, since her right wrist was throbbing in pain, it wasn't wise to use her right hand for it.
Mikoto's eyes widened, her body collapsed, face first – might I add –, to the ground. To say she was surprised was an understatement. She was flabbergasted and slightly horrified. Every time she even tried to move, a sharp pain would be sent throughout her body, as though lightning was reacting to her movements. "You…" She hissed at the panting form of Sachiko. "What have you done brat!?"
"… A kunoichi never tells of her tricks… and I have plenty up my sleeve!" She said, panting from the usage of chakra she used with that technique. Of course, alternately, she could've used a fire technique to burn Mikoto to a crisp – literally – but she decided against it. This was, after her power, a power she had unconsciously unlocked – though she had no idea how, at the moment, and for now, she wasn't about to question how. "…Keep on moving and the lightning will strike your vital organs!"
"Che!" Was all Mikoto said as she wriggled and wriggled, but every time a jolt of lightning would just surge through her body. And, true to Sachiko's word, it began to jolt within her vital organs. With each movement, each breath, each thought, her body jolted. It was excruciatingly painful, to say the least.
Itachi and Fugaku glanced over at Sachiko. Chi-chan, you are deemed as a threat because of this. You have such a large chakra supply compared to the average seven year old girl and you have a great imagination – this is the key to your technique. To control and manipulate your chakra in a way you see fit. I'm guessing your affinity is lightning and fire… Itachi thought to himself.
How?! How was she able to hide something like this from me? Her own father! A fool I am, such power… He gritted his teeth as he performed seals before saying, "Fire Style: Fireball Jutsu!"
Itachi's eyes widened. There was no way for him to go unscathed from point blank. He gritted his teeth, waiting for impact, when he heard Sachiko say, "Kagutsuchi-sama no Tsuyosa : Honou wa Kesu (Lord Fire God's Power: Extinguish Flames)!"
Needless to say, it was astounding. The Jutsu had suddenly dispersed into thin or – literally! Itachi, seeing this as his window of opportunity, thrust his blade right in the heart (seeing as how the throat would spill too much blood on himself), with an instant death.
"FUGAKU!" Mikoto screamed, as the lightning had then penetrated to her brain, killing her soon after.
Sachiko was in a slight daze – everything happened so quickly and half the things she had done were by instinct alone. She panted slightly – her wrist still stinging a bit – as she got up, walking in way that would make someone perceive she was willing for her body to move. She looked at Itachi with a worried gaze.
"Nii-chan, are you alright?" She asked, kneeling beside her brother. He mentally shook his head, bringing him out of his stupor.
"Chi-chan, you should be taking care of your wrist, here, I'll carry you!"
Sachiko blushed. "N-n-n-n-no! R-r-r-r-rea-l-l-l-l-y! I'm fine!" She said, weaving her hands in front of her face. "Really! Ha ha ha ha…" She laughed nervously. Itachi, not caring – well, he did but ignored it – for her protests, picked her up bridal style, and headed towards an empty forest that was quite near the exit of Konoha Gakure.
He set her on the ground gently before healing her wrist. "You alright?" He got a nod from the flushed little girl he called his sister.
"Now, did you seal everything in a scroll?" He got another nod. "Good! Now, just get some rest, I'll carry you, it's late right now, so it's best you sleep." And, just as he said that, he heard a light snore. He chuckled. "…always so cute…"
He nodded at the guards by the gate, they saluted, knowing of his situation. "Good Luck!"
"Yep." He answered, as he disappeared into the night, setting off towards a place where he could stay at. Itachi and Sachiko had – amazingly – no scent of blood upon them, though he was a bit unnerved if Sachiko was alright, for now, all that mattered was her safety… her well being and her happiness.
Soon, he found an abandoned cottage, near the borders of Fire Country. He started a bath, stripping himself to take a shower. And, being the nice older brother he was, he washed the sleeping form of his little sister.
(Please note that, if Sachiko was awake, she'd probably get a nose bleed, thank you for noting!)
Soon, he dried himself and Sachiko, by using a towel he sealed in a scroll, off and dressed the both of them with clothes he sealed in another scroll. He wore a (of course, putting his underwear on first…) simple copper-brown coloured Tee-shirt, fingerless burgundy coloured gloves and russet-brown coloured knee-length shorts. After putting on Sachiko's underwear on her (he took it out of her scroll… uh… yeah…), he dressed her in carnelian-red coloured sleeveless Tee-shirt that had amber coloured daffodil patterns on it, a tan coloured knee-length pleated skirt with zinnwaldite-brown coloured swirl patterns and he had brushed her hair for her.
Making quick of his time, he made traps before settling both Sachiko and himself on the bed, ready to take a good rest.
… Chi-chan… Ore wa anata wo daisuki…
… Nii-chan… Watashi wa anata wo aishiteru… aishiteru…
| To Be Continued… |
A/N: Well… here's the third chapter! Hope you enjoyed it!
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Anyone wanna know what they're saying? Here's the transaltion!
… Chi-chan… Ore wa anata wo daisuki…
- Chi-chan… I like you a lot…
…Nii-chan… Watashi wa anata wo aishiteru… aishiteru…
- Nii-chan… I love you… love you…
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