Naruto's Weakening Seal and the Darkness Shinobi :

Part I of the Darkness Chronicles

Written by Entei Artist, Devdog47, and Senacku

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This story is written in three perspectives. Kyoka is written by Devdog47, Natari is written by Senacku, and Mikomi is written by Entei Artist. Chapters will have different writing styles because of the variation of authors.

Disclaimer: We do not own Naruto, nor its characters, places, etc., etc.

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Chapter 15

Told by Mikomi Miyako

Oh, crap.

"Okay," I whispered. "Stay calm. Eureka, you and Natari fight Hoshigaki. If you can't defeat him, just trying to subdue him for a while and run! Don't hold back because of me. I'll be fine. Besides, I'd rather die here than hear Kyoka yell at me for letting Natari fight."

"What about you?" Eureka asked. "Are you going to fight Itachi?"

"Yes, I am. Natari, stop grinning like that. Anyways, he was the one who trained me when I spied on the Akatsuki. I know some of his tricks," I said, annoyed, but my face softened when I tried to smile for their sake. "Be careful, okay?"

"You, too," Eureka replied, and Natari nodded.

"Okay," I said to Itachi and the gay guy, trying to avoid Itachi's gaze. "So, you're going to take us hostage? But how do you how to contact Kyoka?"

"And tell you about our plans? Why should we?" Hoshigaki grinned evilly.

"Well, shall we start, gentlemen?" I said mockingly and managed a smile.

Not waiting for them to reply, Natari and Eureka charged at Hoshigaki with their weapons. I couldn't see what was going on because my line of vision was blocked by something… or someone. I could sense an enormous amount of chakra in front of me.

"Long time no see," I could hear him say with venom, but I could only stare up blankly. A faint memory popped up in my head, and I recalled waking up one morning, smiling, because I had seen those exact red eyes in my dreams.

"Itachi…" I said, but couldn't come up with a witty reply. I was too caught up those eyes, and remembered a time when he trained me to ignore it. Using up quite a lot of chakra, I forced myself to rip apart eye contact with him, but I could still sense his smile. I stepped back a few yards.

"You can't stay like this forever, Mikomi."

I felt my heart skip as he said my name. Determined, I spun my sword, named Kurohitotachi, by its hilt; marveling how light it felt under my hands after years of training. I could feel the clouds move over our battle field, and I willed a storm to come on with another large amount of my chakra. Smiling as I felt the tiny raindrops plop on my arm, I closed my eyes.

"Now, Itachi, you will see my techniques as you showed me yours years ago."

I threw my sword up shortly, and grabbed it as it came down. As I pointed the tip of the blade at him, the clouds began to pour unmercifully. I wouldn't have to use so much chakra summoning water this way.

"Ready?" I said haughtily, raising the sword above head, grinning as electricity flowed through the metal. I swung it at him, sending bolt of lighting his way; which he dodged by a few feet.

"Interesting," I heard him mutter lightly.

I smiled fully at his approval, but blushed when I felt him stare at me, as if to ask me a question. Shaking it out of my head, I sent another bolt his way, admiring how gracefully he avoided them.

As I was too caught up with my thoughts, he sneaked up to me once again. At first I didn't know where he had gone, and flushed crimson when I heard him say from behind, "I'm right here."

As I faintly heard the sounds of Hoshigaki, Natari, and Eureka fighting, I gathered up a giant flood of rain and willed it to push Itachi away. I frowned guiltily when I saw I had drenched his from head to toe.

"Enough games," he growled and forced me to look into his eyes. As I felt the earth being pulled up from under me, I franticly looked around, only to see that we were somewhere dark, the sky blood red; and I was tied up in a chair with Itachi nowhere to be seen.

"Mikomi," I heard a disembodied voice whisper.

"Where are you?!" I screamed, not caring who heard me. I wanted to get out of here. NOW.

"Mikomi, how have you been? Have you been living well since the day you betrayed us?" It was Itachi, no doubt. I heard my heart beat loudly as his image appeared in front of me.

"I… I –"

"Answer the question, Mikomi. Did you feel powerful when you sold us off after we had trusted you? Were you proud of yourself for messing up our plans, for making a fool out of us?"

"I didn't… I didn't want to…"

"Did you not? How much did you sell us off for?"

"I didn't sell you off. I… was on a mission for my village."

He laughed, grabbing me by my chin and twisting my face to look at him. "If you think I'd believe that one, you must be more foolish than I imagined you to be."

'He thinks I'm stupid?!?' I thought, frowning inwardly. "I'm not lying."

He let go of me, but then took a fistful of my long hair and pulled very hard. I gritted my teeth at the pain. My chakra was running low. If I could bide time, I could perhaps recharge a bit.

I was surprised as the pain stopped. I looked up, seeing him extract a kunai from his cloak. My heart skipped a beat. He wasn't really going to –

I don't know how loud I screamed when he plunged the kunai in my shoulder. The searing pain was too much, and to make it worse, he took it out and threw it back in on my other shoulder. I felt hot tears run down my cold and clammy face.

"Please!" I begged, screaming once again as he pushed the kunai further.

I thought I would be drowned in blood by now, but instead of feeling the red, metallic liquid run between my fingers, I was surprised to see that there was none at all.

"Itachi… Itachi…" I whispered. "I – I…"

I could feel him take the kunai out again and run his fingers across the waterfall of blood running down my arm. As I looked at it, the wound was healed and there were no traces of blood once again. In the back of my mind, I wondered if Natari and Eureka were doing better than I was. Perhaps they were dead, perhaps they were – no, I wasn't going to think of it.

"Itachi, please…"

'No, no, no… It wasn't supposed to be like this… no…'

As he leaned down to perhaps slice my hand with the kunai, I found myself musing how close he was to me. I suddenly wondered how his lips would feel on mine, and before my mind could argue, I brushed my lips against his.

The red sky shattered as my lips made contact with his, and I found myself falling and falling invariably into a dark, bottomless tunnel; I saw his dangerous red eyes look upon me with an emotion I could not put my finger on, and I could hear the faint whisper of my name come through his lips. I smiled on how Natari had told me to do it and how it actually worked. I had broken his concentration.

As the sky cleared and I began to feel the rain come over us once again, I realized we were back, and I was on my knees in the same place I had been when we first left. I felt my chakra flow through me, strong and ready to be used. "I'm sorry," I whispered at his dark figure that loomed a short distance away. I was once again sure of myself, ignoring my sore arms that had suffered from the illusionary stabbing; and I picked up Kurohitotachi, which was laying only a few inches from my hand.

And once more, I raised it to collect the lighting and sent it Itachi's way, somewhat surprised when I did not see him dodge it. Had it hit? Was he dead? The dirt and foliage that had been blown up from the force blocked my view.

I could no longer hear Natari and Eureka fighting with Hoshigaki. I leaped over to where they had been, gasping when I saw their mangled bodies lying on the ground. I ran over to Natari, my heart beating a million times a second when I saw her pale and sickly face and her blank eyes and the scars and bruises that covered her body. My throat tightened when I glanced at the blood that steadily poured from her wounds.

"Natari…" I whispered. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. Please wake up. I'm so sorry, this is all my fault, and I should have never let you fight. I'm sorry about everything; I'd apologize to you about everything if you'd just wake up! Please, please… I can't bear if you died. Please, just wake up! I'll give you all the ramen you could eat and I would be so nice to you and take you to see Naruto and –"

I heard a shift of cloth and a tired voice that said as cheerfully as it could, "What was that about ramen?"

It took a few second for me to process what just happened. "Natari! Oh, you scared me so much! How could you?!" I said, hiccoughing with a smile on my face despite my harsh words. I considered pulling her into a hug but decided not to in case I disturbed any of her wounds.

"Ah, she finally wakes up, and at a comment about ramen. Not very surprising," said another voice that I recognized to be Eureka's. "What, do you only care about her or did you plan on checking me later?"

"Eureka!" I cried joyfully when I saw that he was not covered with as many wounds as Natari.

"Come on, Eureka! We have to get Natari bandaged up!" I said, laughing lightly, trying to make fun of our situation. "What a mess we are!"

Itachi was momentarily forgotten; and I was just happy that my friends were safe and alive, and that they would be cared for.

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End Notes: This has probably been the most emotional chapter I've ever written… Yay for Miko and Itachi! REVIEW!!!!!!!