I only own the stupid guy who throws the vegetables.

~Flashback~

The eight-year-old boy sat beside the bed forlornly, his pale eyes gleaming with unshed tears. His small hands tried to wipe them away, but they kept resurfacing. He made sure to not let the salty tears spill, for he didn't want to let his mother see.

The one and only person who had ever understood him was lying in the bed before him, her long blonde hair spread out amongst the pillow on which her head lay. Her eyes were closed, and her breathing was ragged, but the boy knew that she was awake.

"Mom…" the boy choked out, trying to keep the sobs out of his voice but failing miserably.

The woman's eyes struggled to open, but she managed to keep them from closing long enough so that she could look over at her son. She forced a smile, her muscles aching with the movement.

"Riku… it is okay to cry…" she whispered, her voice extremely hoarse from the illness that was taking over her body.

The boy didn't want to, but he couldn't help it. The tears spilled from his eyes, streaking down his cheeks and onto the floor. Sobs racked his body, and his loud cries filled the room. The woman only watched her heartbroken son with sad eyes and a depressed smile.

"Mom… you can't go!" Riku yelled, his pale eyes filled with endless tears.

"It is my time, Riku," the woman whispered, for her voice was now leaving her.

"No!" the boy screamed, his sunny blonde spiky hair falling into his face with each cry he made.

"Riku, listen to me," his mother said, her voice ready to disappear at a moment's notice. "Would you promise me one thing before I leave?"

Riku wanted to continue arguing with his mom, telling her that she wouldn't and couldn't leave. He wanted to beg her to stay with him. But he sighed, his face sticky and messy with the tears. He nodded his head.

"Riku, I want you to listen to everything that I have told you over the years," the woman said. "Do not listen to what others tell you. They all think that I am crazy for what I believe in, but the truth is, they are all naïve."

The boy nodded. He understood what his mother was saying. The villagers of Konoha were constantly calling his mother a lunatic for her beliefs. He hated those people.

"Everyone believes that we live in a happy and peaceful world," his mother continued. "But they are wrong. Nothing is as it seems. There is a dark aura somewhere in this world, completely obstructing reality. Riku, I want you to make everyone believe this. This world is a fake, and I want you to find a way to stop this lie."

This was a lot to entrust to an eight-year-old boy. To save the world from an unknown force would seem absurd to anyone who heard this. But Riku could not and would not disappoint his mother. No matter what, he would heed his mother's final wish and make someone believe in what his mother believed in.

"Yes, mother," Riku nodded, taking his mother's hand in his own.

The woman smiled. "I love you, Riku."

The boy sniffled, tears threatening to spill again. "I love you too, Mom."

He leaned down and kissed his mother's cheek, and she reached up to kiss his forehead. Her head lay back down on the pillow, and with a smile on her face, she left this world. Riku sobbed into her bed sheets, unable to believe that she was actually gone.

~End Flashback~

A sixteen-year-old boy stood on top of the roof of his apartment building, gazing out towards his village. The breeze blew against him, causing his clothes to billow in the wind. He adjusted his black pants that had green lines running on them. His black shirt had one long sleeve with the other sleeve cut off. Riku tousled his spiky blonde locks as he let his pale eyes roam across his village.

"This is for you, Mom," he thought, sending a silent prayer to his deceased mother.

He jumped off the building, toward the ground. His hands quickly grabbed onto a flagpole that was horizontally hanging on the building. He slowly swung himself back and forth, letting the momentum build up in his sway.

The teen glanced down beneath him to see a small market with a large tent hanging up over the produce. The vendor was an old man with a slight hunch of his shoulders; his hair was very thin and a furry mustache covered his upper lip.

Riku smirked as he let go of the pole, letting his body drop and plop onto the tent. The shocked old vendor looked up at the boy on his tent, and then his expression changed into anger.

"Oi! You brat! Get off of my tent! You're going to rip it!" the old man nagged as he raised a fist at the boy.

Riku ignored him as he began to bounce up and down on the tent, grabbing the attention of the villagers who were walking through the marketplace. The teenager bounced up and down until he was able to jump onto a ledge that was big enough for him to stand on and high enough so that everyone could still see him.

The boy stood on the windowsill, looking down at the villagers. "Hey, everyone! Listen up!"

Groans and moans could be heard amongst the gathered crowd. "Ugh, there goes that Hyuuga brat again," one man said, shaking his head.

"We're living in a world of lies! Someone has brainwashed us all! We have to stop that person!" Riku yelled out to the mob of people.

"Oh, jeez. It's the boy who cried wolf again," a woman said, slapping her hand to her forehead in exasperation and annoyance.

"This world isn't real! We need to stand up against this dark force!" Riku continued.

"Seriously! You annoying brat, stop ranting about nonsense!" another man shouted up at the boy. "You're just as stupid as your mother!"

Riku twitched. "Hey! Don't you ever insult my mother!"

"Your mother was a crazy lunatic who didn't know which way was up!" the same man yelled up at Riku. Murmurs of agreement could be heard amongst the people.

Anger boiled inside the blonde as he clenched and unclenched his fists in frustration. For the past eight years, he had listened to his mother's words, trying to make the villagers believed him. Of course, none of them did. Sometimes they ignored him, and sometimes they yelled at him. And he could deal with people disbelieving him, but no one was allowed to disgrace his mother's memory.

"Hey! You fat lard! How about you come up here and face me like a man? Try and insult my mother then!" Riku shouted down at the man who had taken it upon himself to offend Riku's mom.

"Why you…" the man mumbled. He grabbed a tomato from the old man's market and flung it up at Riku. When the first one missed, he started flinging all sorts of vegetables and fruits at the boy on the ledge.

Riku tried dodging them, but there was only so much room on the ledge. One zucchini hit his foot just as he was stepping, and he lost his footing. He fell off his spot on the ledge, plummeting toward the vendor's tent. He landed on the bright orange tent, and he bounced off onto the ground.

"Ouch…" he muttered as he clutched his right shoulder. "That's gonna bruise in the morning," he said as he massaged it, but the joint now ached after landing on it from a pretty high fall.

"That oughta teach you to stop spouting nonsense about things you're too stupid to know," the man said.

A sudden loud roar quickly interrupted the screams of agreement from the group o f people. "He's not stupid!" a female voice yelled out through the mob.

Everyone turned around to see a girl and her tiger making their way through the crowd toward Riku. Her bluish black hair swayed behind her as she marched her way over to the fallen boy. The bright blue ribbon holding her hair in a ponytail contrasted with her red shirt and pink armbands. Her tiger's coat was white with black stripes, and his bright blue eyes glared at the villagers as he and his master passed them.

The girl walked right past the man who was offending Riku, and she knelt down so that she was almost eye level with the boy.

"Riku, are you alright?" the girl asked as she cautiously touched the boy's shoulder.

"Heh, this? Ha, I've been through a lot worse," the guy smiled.

The girl smiled back in relief, and she helped him stand up. His body was a little shaky after his fall, but he picked himself up with pride anyway.

"Kohana, you don't have to save me all the time," Riku whispered with a grin.

"Well, if I don't, then who will?" the pale girl inquired. The boy rolled his eyes, but his grin remained plastered on his face.

"Sarutobi, you're family is a well-respected clan, and yet, you let yourself be associated with this filth," the same man who had insulted Riku's mother said, addressing the fifteen-year-old girl.

"That 'filth' that you insist on calling him is my friend, and I don't appreciate it when anyone insults my friend. So you had better watch yourself," Kohana said, glaring at the man. She tugged on Riku's good arm, trying to lead him away. "C'mon, let's go."

As the two teens and tiger began to depart, the large man was left gawking at the retreating backs of Riku and Kohana. Now he was highly insulted. No one talked back to him and walked away like that. He was very insulted and very embarrassed now.

The adolescents and the tiger were about to turn a corner when the man suddenly grasped another piece of vegetable from the produce stand and hurled it at Riku. But his aim was terribly off, and it headed straight for the window of the building near the two teenagers. The force with which he had thrown the vegetable was strong enough that it broke the window, and the glass came plummeting down towards Riku.

Kohana had seen all of this, but Riku was completely oblivious to it all. She quickly shoved him out of the way, and the shards of glass came down upon her, crashing down on her body. Pieces of glass cut through her red shirt and black Capri pants, lodging themselves in her skin. Her arms flew up to protect her head, but the rest of her body was pierced with the broken glass. She hissed in pain, biting her lip to keep from screaming.

"Kohana!" Riku yelled in shock as he bent down to her fallen body. But he was too scared to touch her, for fear of hurting her more from the various glass pieces sticking out of her skin.

The girl whimpered a little at the pain, and her hand tentatively reached up to touch some of the blood that had accumulated on her arm. She stared at the red liquid on her fingertips, her hand now shaking. Her red eyes looked down at her bloodied body, and her form started to violently shake at the site of all the crimson liquid.

Blood… Death… Kill…

Kohana gasped at these thoughts, these visions running through her head. Something inside her stirred and she involuntarily shivered.

"What is wrong with her? I've never seen her look so… scared…" Riku thought to himself in a panic.

Out of the corner of his eye, Riku could see the bulky man step forward. The one who had thrown the vegetable now looked ashamed of himself. He hadn't meant it to go that far; he was just angry. He never meant to actually hurt anyone this severely. He took another step forward, hoping to help the fallen girl.

Riku turned his pale eyes on the man, glaring daggers at him. "Don't you come near her!" he yelled. The man stumbled back in surprise at the boy's outburst.

The Hyuuga couldn't stop himself from continuously glaring at the man. He hated him. He hated him for insulting his mother's sanity. He hated him for hurting his friend. He hated him for even thinking that he could fix his mistake. It was a terrible mistake that Riku would not let go so easily.

More than anything, Riku wanted to hurt the man just as he had hurt his lifelong friend.

Suddenly, Riku's eyes began pulsing. His eyeballs began to throb inside his sockets, and he blinked his eyes shut at the pounding feeling. He hesitantly opened his eyes, and for a split second, Riku was sure he could see his hand in black and white vision. But as quickly as it had come, it was gone.

Riku blinked in surprise at the strange sensation that had been forced into his eyes, but he quickly shrugged it off. He glared back at the man once more before he turned to look back at his friend.

"Don't worry, Kohana. I'll save you," he whispered. He slowly picked her up in his strong arms and stood up. "C'mon, Shiro," he said, glancing at the white tiger that was now growling ferociously at the man who had injured his master. Riku broke into a run toward the hospital, and after one final snarl, Shiro turned and followed the teen.

The large mountain behind the Leaf Village stood high and mighty, and the carvings that had once represented the five Hokage were now gone, only boulders and cliffs in their places. Inside this mountain, a deep cavern was carved out to act as a home for a certain immortal man.

A pale man with black spiky hair walked down a dark hallway, the only light coming from the candles placed on the walls. His eyes shown brightly in the firelight. One red eye with comas encircling the pupil and one purple eye with rings around the pupil stared ahead, focused on the destination.

At the end of the hallway, a large steel door waited. The man threw the door open, and the room opened up into a large cave-like area. A boy with an orange cat on his shoulder was standing in the center of the room, awaiting the man's arrival. When the boy spotted the man, he quickly kneeled down to the floor.

The man with mismatched eyes stepped up onto a skeletal throne that was elevated by a few stairs, showing his high superiority. On the wall above the throne, an orange mask with two eye holes hung from a hook. The man seated himself in his throne, crossed his legs, and let his face lean on his fist as he stared at the boy who was bowing before him.

"Rise, Kazuki," the man ordered.

The seventeen-year-old rose as ordered, and his green eyes looked up to stare at the man on the throne. His thick black hair hung down loosely on his head in the cool air of the cave. His black shirt and black pants blended in the dark light of the shadowy cavern.

"What news do you bring, Kazuki?" the man asked.

"Megumi has arrived from the Rain Village, just as you have wished," the boy said.

"Good, send her in."

The boy nodded and turned around toward another steel door that was placed at the opposite end of the cavern. He opened the door, and a twelve-year-old girl with a small wolf pup hanging on her shoulders walked in. The children walked back towards the center of the room side by side and bowed to the man. The animals hopped off their respective masters' shoulders and sat on the cold stone floor.

"Ah, good, now that you both are here, I may now tell you what disturbing news I have found out," the man said.

"Please explain, Father," the girl said. She was similar in appearance to the boy beside her. Her eyes were the same shade of green, and she wore a black hoodie over a black shirt with black leggings. Her dirty blonde hair hung in loose curls, cascading down her shoulders.

"The tsukuyomi is breaking," the man said curtly. The teens standing in the center of the room inhaled sharply at the news.

"But… how can that be?" Kazuki asked. "Your genjutsu is reflected on the moon, everyone but your selected few is affected by it."

"This is true," the man nodded. "But by some strange force of fate, there are some who are breaking the genjutsu. I can feel the presence of chakra returning after an entire century of its sleep."

"Chakra? But only we, as your children, and your selected spies should have chakra, along with you," Megumi said.

"I do not know exactly what the source of this phenomenon is, but I do know that certain individuals are freeing themselves from the tsukuyomi," the pale man said as he straightened himself upon his throne. "I am not sure whether it is intentional or not, but either way, something is occurring that is preventing the genjutsu from placing itself on these people again."

"So… do you know where these people are?" Kazuki inquired.

The man nodded. "I have felt the disturbances all over the world, and they are slowly moving… to Konoha. There are even some hindrances that I sense residing in the Leaf Village."

Megumi gasped slightly, but then her face became impassive once again. "Do you wish for us to take care of these obstructions, Father?"

He shook his head. "Not quite yet. Megumi, I want you to locate these people who have broken the genjutsu. From what I can sense, they are gathering towards Konoha, so all I need for you is to keep an eye on them until I decide on what to do with them. I want you to stay undercover for now, so take your mother's maiden name. Outside these walls, you will be known as Megumi Urufu."

"And me, Father?" Kazuki asked.

"Kazuki, I want you to find my selected spies. Alert them of the situation, and lead them back here. Under my orders, they will help you take care of these… impediments."

The two children nodded their heads. "Yes. We will not fail you, Father," the two said in unison.

The man growled a bit. "You had better not. I do not tolerate failure. If you fall short of my expectations, I will take away the Eternal Youth jutsu that I have placed on you both."

The two teens gulped at the threat.

Their father smirked evilly at them. "That's right. With the technique gone, you two will be your actual ages. With your bodies at 117 and 112, I doubt you will be able to live past thirty seconds. And I will watch with spite as your bodies melt into dust, for I do not need two failures as children."

Kazuki and Megumi shakily nodded their heads. "We will make you proud, Father," Kazuki said nervously.

"Yes, we will take care of these interferences for you," Megumi added.

"Good. Now, you are dismissed to complete your missions," the man ordered. His children bowed in respect, and they gathered their respective animals before running out of the room to execute their assignments.

Once they were gone, the man stood up from his throne. He became lost in his thoughts about the situation. He walked to the center of the room, standing in the spot where his children had previously been only moments before. He turned around to glance up at the orange mask hanging above his throne.

One hundred years ago, he became an unstoppable force thanks to the nine Bijuu. One hundred years ago, he felt the entire world fall under the power of his undefeatable eyes. One hundred years ago, he was the most feared man on earth.

Now, Madara Uchiha would make sure that his legacy continued, for he was not willing to lose his power after a century of domination.

Riku Hyuuga belongs to krina from TONFA. He is the descendant of Hinata Hyuuga.

Kohana Sarutobi belongs to Sasaui Uchiha from TONFA. She is the descendant of Asuma Sarutobi and Kurenai Yuuhi.

Kazuki Uchiha belongs to shadow4000 on TONFA. He is Madara Uchiha's son.

Megumi Urufu-Uchiha belongs to lilmissmindy on TONFA. She is Madara Uchiha's daughter.

Well, I hope you enjoyed this!