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"Talking."

(Me adding shit)

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My story is the same as anyone story in the Akatsuki. We all did something wrong to belong in the Akatsuki and belong in jail.

Kakuzu tried to kill another Villages kage.

Hidan is an immortal murderer for a demonic god.

Kisame likes to kill.

Deidara was a terrorist.

Sasori made puppets out of human beings.

Zetsu is a cannibal.

Madara killed his brother, and attacked the original Hokage.

Pein wanted to be god.

Konan was weak, and tagged along with him.

And then there was me.

A murderer of a whole clan, except one.

But unlike the rest of the Akatsuki (and Zetsu, he can't help what he eats) what I did was involuntary. An order. And since I was a ninja, I was bid to follow it. It wasn't like I had a choice, the only one I could save was Sasuke. I was an underground hero, and an all around monster. People wanted to kill me for what I did, but they didn't know it was an order. Didn't know the truth. The Elders had found out about the Uchiha coup and wanted to end it. The third hadn't agreed, but I had to anyway.

I could barely stand Sasuke's hurt face, but I had to make him hate me. It wouldn't work out any other way.

He had to kill me, It was only fair.

When I fell, I made sure to make it look like I was going after his eyes until the end. I wanted his eyes, because I could replace his with mine and cure my blindness, that was my role and my act. He was supposed to go back to the Leaf after that, the village that I loved. He was supposed to take my place in controlling the Akatsuki, make sure they don't attack the Leaf village.

But deep down as I smashed into the Uchiha symbol at my death, I knew he wouldn't.

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I woke up with other Akatsuki members in a line. Even those who I thought had passed on. It was actually quite strange for me..

I thought I had died, Why was I here now?

I looked to see Deidara sitting in a chair, tied up and dirty. But there was something wrong with him.. My Sharingan automatically activated and I looked at his chakra. Nothing was wrong there.. But something was just really off about him. Something not right.. Kakuzu was the second to move, his bones cracking as he was breathed life into. It was a curious thing..Very curious. I started to move as well, my skin rough and partially rotted. This was definitely Orochimaru's jutsu..But Orochimaru was-

My red eyes landed on Kabuto.

So that was it..

"We are back." A voice creaked out, harsh and long unused.

Was it Pein? So he was caught as well. Then who was running the Akatsuki?

My eyes landed on a table in the center of the room, Tobi sitting on the edge with his hands folded over his chest. Watching, like a leader.

So that was it..

My mouth opened and I tried to speak, my tongue dry from the lack of bodily fluids and water.

"Madara Uchiha."

"Itachi." Tobi nodded.

And it was no sooner than I had taken a step foreward that Sasuke had thrown himself at me and punched me square in the jaw.

"You fucker!"

My head snapped to the side with a sickening crack that would have made even myself flinch in the old days. But, emotionlessly, I cracked my neck back into place and leaned down into his face. I still had to play that role now that I was alive. I could tell my breath stank, probably of death, by the expression on his face.

"Mad I'm alive, Little Sasuke?"

"Madara told me everything."

My eyes narrowed as they snapped towards Madara, who's hands had clasped together infront of him.

"And here I thought I made all the proper plans to keep you away from him. Didn't the Ameratsu light?"

"Oh it did, Itachi. You'll find I'm like Hidan." I could hear the smile in his voice, the triumph.

"I guess Tobi isn't such a good boy anymore."

A chuckle slipped from my dry lips and my eyes looked across the remaining Akatsuki with trouble. I was still going blind apparently, but my sickness had been taken care of in the resurrection. Very interesting indeed..

Madara stood when the Last Member was finally brought back, and I noticed Kisame was standing by me. But he wouldn't look at me, no matter how hard I stared at him. It was strange, like someone had changed his thoughts of me in the time I was dead.

"Go rest. We make plans tommorrow."

The Akatsuki started to leave, others stumbling along in the Exits, their bodies not used to moving yet. I noticed that Hidan wasn't there, they probably couldn't find him. But we did have four new recruits including my little brother who still had not left.

"Itachi."

I looked down at him and noticed Madara stood just behind him.

"I need your eyes."

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My vision was gone, and I walked eyeless with black sunglasses. I would give anything for him, right? I orignally had wanted him to take my eyes anyway, hadn't I? I wanted him to use my eyes to keep his vision. But then again I hadn't planned for him to join the Akatsuki.

I layed in my bed and didn't move, the emptiness in my sockets queer. I had been stupid to think they would atleast put Sasuke's eyes into mine. They hadn't even stitched my eyelids shut. Madara hated me, knew I was out to stop his plans. I was thinking wrong, My brain had probably deteriorated. Plus Kisame refused to share a room with me which actually kind of hurt..

Before long they had thrust me into battle, with no regard that I had no eyes. It was a way to get rid of me, and Madara knew that I knew it. He wanted me out of the way, because he knew about my past with the Leaf Village. He knew everything, and I hated him for telling Sasuke.

I didn't mind being quickly captured by the Leaf, it narrowed down the chances of death for myself. I was probably one of the first captured, concidering I hadn't heard of all of the Akatsuki. Zetsu had been very helpful, knocking me over a few times before I was hit. But only white Zetsu was speaking, and I noticed that. But it was not the time to ask if he had died, maybe if we all survived.

The ninja who captured me were slow, and not very bright. They were probably excited to catch Itachi Uchiha, World known murderer of his own clan. It was discusting, but my face remained emotionless. It wasn't worth breaking down over. I had to learn to stay calm, because feeling bad would get me nowhere.

I didn't even try to run, It wasn't the logical thing to do.

I remember being pushed down on the ground a few times. Then someone was telling me to do something.. but I can't remember.

The jail cell they threw me into was cold and smelled tangy, like rust. And once I hit the ground I could already feel my chakra levels going down. They definetely weren't gentle with a blind man either.. Apparently they didn't realize I was blind yet.

"Hello Itachi."

It was Sasori.

"Can't believe they sent you out without any eyes. I wouldn't have done that."

Pein.

My throat went dry. Who else had they captured?

"Who else is here?" My voice came out calm and unconcerned as it always had. It was a normal habit for me.

"Kakuzu, Deidara, Myself and Madara."

So the bastard had gotten caught.

"I don't sense Kakuzu."

"He's been taken out for interrogation, Uhn."

Aah..that lovely speech impediment..Deidara.

"How long has he been?"

"Three days."

Damn. Interrogation was harsh.

I wasn't surprised that Madara was ignoring me.

I moved over to a wall and pressed my back against it, shivering slightly in the scrubs they put me in. The scrubs were very light material, and the handcuffs hurt my wrists. I didn't know what color the scrubs were, but if I was right they were orange. My father had designed the color code system in the jail for diffrent criminals. If the scrubs were orange, we were S-rank criminals and never leaving jail. We would probably be exterminated.

"Do we have beds?"

"Nope, Uhn."

"..."

I rubbed my arms and sighed, sitting in silence.

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The next person they brought in was Zetsu, or it smelled like him anyway. Dirt and blood. Thats how he always smelled. By the sounds of it Zetsu was putting up a fight and giving the guards trouble. That would get him solitary confinement.

"Get your hands off me, Meal."

A crunching noise protruded through the air after Black Zetsu spoke, followed by screaming.

"What..WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO HIM?"

"I'm just getting my dinner."

I could hear the smile in his voice, his dark raspy voice.

"I'm a cannibal after all."

"We need reinforcement over here, and a medic!"

Three people managed to put extra handcuffs on Zetsu and throw him into the cell where we were, Screaming at him and kicking him.

"Stay in there you freak!"

"Fuck you!"

Gun shots went off in the cell, probably warning shots toward Zetsu. How wrong had these people gotten in the Leaf village? Was it because of Danzo that they had all seemed to change, become more violent? Or maybe because of us.

They hated us.

I heard Zetsu sit down beside me, chewing on whatever piece of flesh he had gotten to take.

"So hows whitey? I've been wondering how he was ever since we split."

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When Hidan arrived we had been playing cards. Of course, I couldn't see the cards so Zetsu whispered them to me in order from right to left so I could play. When we woke up after the night with Hidan, I realized that I kept thinking of Kisame. Why he should hate me and why he shouldn't. Normal depressing things.

Breakfast was horrible, just some crusted bread and water with an apple. The bread tasted like it had sat in the back of the cabinet for months and the water tasted like it was old. And it didn't help that Hidan bitched about it the whole breakfast time. I felt like screaming at him that he didn't have to eat, he was immortal.

But I probably couldn't get away with getting in a fight. I was blind after all.

I felt worse for Zetsu, who couldn't eat the food he was given. He had taken to throwing the food back at the guards or at someone who had pissed him off in our little cell group. I was waiting for the Nurse to show up with a cup of blood for the poor man as she always did when 'handing us our pills.' The pills made up sleepy and regulated our chakra even more so, so Lord Danzo wouldn't have to worry about keeping us in seperate cells. The Nurse always smelled like watermellon gum, a most lovely smell.

She was the nicest person at the jail to us, and I didn't know why. I assumed she had a sexual attraction for us like most women but that was not the case. She was being generally nice, unlike the other Nurse that smelled like hair gel. Inu, Inbu, Ino, I think her name was. Something like that. It wasn't important.

But this other nurse, that smelled like watermelon and was gentle with us.

She was another story.

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