Author: Akane Arihyoshi
Disclaimer: I'm sorry, but I don't own Naruto or Itachi, or Sasuke, or Fugaku ((Why anyone would want to own him, I don't know,)) or anyone else...or Shisui. NONE OF THEM DO I OWN.
"Kokai Saki Ni Tatazu" means "Repentance Never Comes First". It's Japanese, a proverb of theirs...
It was a sunny day, no different from any other. All of Konoha went about it's business, and people came and went as they saw fit. The atmosphere was peaceful, and everyone was looking forward to the upcoming holiday, the celebration of the birth of Konoha.
The Uchiha clan began the day as usual, treating it as any other summer morning. And why shouldn't they? In their eyes it was just that, nothing special.
It was a day like any other.
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Sasuke walked home from school, just like he always did. His mind was far away, back at the academy, where he had learned a new jutsu. His hands invoulentarily went through the motions.
The boy's mother had promised to help him train, and so Sasuke arrived at the Uchiha complex earlier than usual. As he walked through the estate, his mind slowly started coming back down to earth, and he began to notice his surroundings.
Something was wrong.
At first Sasuke couldn't put his finger on it. Was it because of a holiday, perhaps? An appointment he had forgotten? He mentally checked the date, and shook his head. Nothing special.
The strange feeling of foreboding continues and became worse. It wasn't until Sasuke had reached the door of the Uchiha manor that he realised what was wrong.
He hadn't seen a single soul, nor had he heard a sound. Out of the hundred or so people who lived on the Uchiha estate, none of them had left their house, or even so much as made a noise.
Slowly the boy's hand reached out to grasp the handle of the sliding door, his heart thumping as though he had just run a mile.
He opened the door.
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--20 minutes ago--
Itachi stoof over the bodies of his parents, mesmerized. The only sound in the room was the steady dripping of blood from his fingertips.
He had to admit, this battle had been the hardest. The other members of the Uchiha clan had been easy compared to their leader. The fight had started off slow enough...
FLASHBACK
"Itachi, my son...why?" Fugaku Uchiha asked, and Itachi saw, for the first time, emotions displayed on his father's face.
Anger, confusion...and betrayal.
"As the one who raised me, the only one that can answer your question is yourself, Father." the boy replied solemnly. His face was emotionless as ever, but he felt the smallest twinge of guilt.
"From now on you are no longer my son, and the title of 'Head of the Uchiha Clan' will never pass down to you. Do you understand this? Is it perfectly clear?"
"I understood from the moment I began."
END FLASHBACK
Ater that, the fight had begun. Fugaku did not hold back, despite his opponent. Itachi respected him for that. The charge yourself with the assasination of your own flesh and blood, your first-born son and beloved child, and to sincerely try to follow through with your self-given orders, such was a sign of greatness. Fugaku was strong. But Itachi was stronger.
Itachi toyed with his father for a few minutes, copying his technique with the sharingan. The man had much skill, it would be such a pity to kill him without gaining at least a general knowledge of his techniques and jutsus.
The minutes passed, and the fighting merely remained at the same pace, neither slowing nor quickening. It seemed that both were equally matched, and that the fight would never end.
Itachi, however, had something that his father didn't; something that his father was never strong enough to posess. '
Itachi had the Mangekyou.
With the more powerful sharingan activated, Fugaku never stood a chance against his son. The already weakened man fell, never to rise again, and Itachi smiled in victory.
The last remaining Uchiha took carefull attendance in his head. Everyone in the Uchiha clan was dead. Every single person had die at his hands, screaming in pain for mercy from the one they had thought would be the key to their future. Every single last one. So why was he getting a feeling of unease?
And at last it clicked. Otouto. Sasuke, Itachi's younger brother, was still alive. Itachi sighed unhappily, his little brother was hardly worth going to the trouble to kill. He was a weak little thing, not nearly as strong as he himself had been at that age.
It was no use, the boy would have to die. With a final, uncontented sigh, Itachi sank quietly into the shadows, and waited for his Otouto's return.
A/N: Okay, this chappie was really hard to write, so that's why it took so long for me to update. I'm sorry it's so short, I had more written, but I liked that cut off point. Anyways, what do you think? For those of you that don't know, Shisui's death in the earlier chappies was so that Itachi could get the Mangekyou. The Mangekyou is that thing he used on Kakashi later on in the series, the 72 hours of torture thing. Anyways, you have to kill your best friend to get it, and so Itachi killed Shisui and blamed it on 'suicide'. Except people started to suspect him, and he was driven to kill off his entire clan sooner than expected. Okay, everyone got that? If not, submit a review and I'll explain it in more detail...
Please give me more reviews! PLEASE! I've only gottan one from someone I don't know from school. T T This makes me very sad. I need moooooreee...even if you tell me it sucks, it's still a review.