Chapter 2

When the Rain Stops

They had been walking for some time now and Nakashima was getting tired. Nakashima and the two men in their long black robes had been walking for nearly 7 hours straight when the dark haired man turned round.

"We are being followed." His flaming eyes did not move from the path ahead. "Kisame, be alert." Kisame look stunned but quickly regained himself.

"You always get me with your keen sense Itachi, it is almost scary." He smirked and launched himself into the woods nearby. Nakashima was still getting used to the power these two showed. How could he jump so far? It's not humanly possible.

"Nakashima!" The younger dark haired man was talking. "Did you tell anyone about us? Anyone that might let our whereabouts be known come and hunt us?"

Nakashima looked down, desperately trying to think. "Not that I can think of…" He replied and then terror crossed his face. Kuroda! Please say you did not follow me! These guys will kill you.

Kisame reappeared. "I did not find anyone. Itachi you senses are…" Itachi rammed him in the chest and Kisame toppled backwards. "What the hell?" Kisame yelled, his sword already drawn. There was a scream from in the forest and Itachi came striding out with a man thrown over one shoulder. Nakashima looked to where Itachi had been standing…

He was still there.

What is going on? There are two of them? Nakashima looked from one to the other, he felt like rubbing his eyes.

"Can some one please tell me what the hell is going on?!" Nakashima yelled. One of the Itachis turned round and walked up to Nakashima. "We have been followed. From now on you will only be a hindrance. We will subdue in a state that we can wake you when we get to Konoha. If you attempt to resist it will only make it more unpleasant for you." Kisame stood up from the man lying on the floor, which the other Itachi had dumped and was now gone. "Kill him, Itachi," he said as if it was nothing.

"With pleasure!" the blue man said. He crouched down and put his hands on the man's head - there was a quick twist of the wrists and a noise of bones crunching.

Kisame stood up and licked his lips. "That was good!" he exclaimed. "Let's go, Itachi, before any more come." Itachi turned back to Nakashima and uttered two words. Nakashima would never forget those two words, never would he forget them.

"Mangekyo Sharingan!"

Nakashima's world turned to dark colours, all solid material had turned black and all detail it possessed truned white. The sky became an orangey red and what Nakashima saw made him scream in horror. What he saw now was a repeat of some horrible act Itachi had commited on a loop, a continous replay. He suddenly heard a voice. "I will now show you some true horrors, you will share with me the pain I have suffered. You will pray you have a weak soul and that you will black out quickly. For I will only end this when you fall unconcious."

Nakashima tried to move but realised he was frozen. Itachi was speaking again. "This is pain, up to a certain level worse then physical pain. What you are seeing is the day I killed my entire clan, my parents and I spared only one."

Nakashima could only hear the screaming.

This torment lasted for just over forty hours before Nakashima's shaking body collapsed to the floor.

"Itachi, don't you think that will have damaged him?" Kisame asked, Itachi looked round.

"You care for this man?" Itachi asked incredulously.

Kisame looked taken aback. "No, but I think the leader does!"

Itachi shrugged. "He will end up safer if we do it this way." He picked Nakashima up and threw him over his shoulder. Itachi and Kisame left in bounding leaps.

Unknown to them a dark shadow rustled out of the trees. It walked over to the man Kisame had killed. A splash of water fell on his chest, and only then did the shadow realise it had stopped raining. It closed the dead mans eyes and turned and bounded in the same direction Itachi and Kisame had gone, quietly swearing revenge.