Itachi fell asleep quickly after his battle with the leaf shinobi. He laid down on the cold ground, trying to ignore the thought of the young kinochi and drifted off to sleep. Itachi had a long journey back to the hide out so it would be best if he got his rest now.

He sees a village coming up ahead as he runs through the forest. The forest was still wet from the rain that stopped falling a few hours ago. He had an odd feeling in his chest that made him feel excited. He enjoyed this exhilarating feeling, it made him feel invincible. He was excited to test his limit but he was also excited to kill. Itachi never was the type to kill needlessly but he has changed since then. Life has changed him and the thing he once hated is now the thing he loves. Itachi quickened his pace and made his way towards the village much faster than before, excited for what he might face when he reaches his destination.

He stopped right at the boarder of the village and forest, his Akastuki cloak flying behind him because of his rushed speed and sudden stop. Itachi scanned the area and sensed no threatening chakra, which disappointed him. Something caught his eye and he saw a young shinobi practicing a few meters away from him, completely oblivious to his arrival. He smirked at the young shinobi's innocence. He could tell this shinobi is most likely a genin who probably did not learn how to sense chakra yet. Itachi slowly walked towards him, his chakra on full blast. The young shinobi still did not realize there was someone approaching him and continued practicing throwing his shuriken at a wooden log a few feet away from him. Anyone else who had any basic training in sensing chakra would have fled as soon as Itachi approached the village. Itachi sped up quickly in front of the young shinobi and caught his shuriken in his hand. The boys eyes widened in surprise and then terror as he saw the menacing glare on Itachi's face. The shinobi stepped back and tried to quickly run but Itachi was much faster. He approached the boy in seconds and took out his kunai. He smirked at the young boy and then proceeded to slit his throat. Painless, clean, and easy. However, this boys life was not enough, Itachi wanted more. He ran towards the village in full speed with his sharingan activated so he can locate each and every villager.

He went on a rampage, releasing his fireball jutsu towards houses, setting them ablaze. He left no villager alive, slaughtering every woman, child and elder he passed. The only shinobi in the village were at chunin level at best but Itachi was once an ANBU Captain and now he is an S-Class criminal. There was no shinobi who could try to stop him, Itachi Uchiha was out of control.

The only thought he kept thinking was that they made him like this. They. The villagers, the great nations and all the shinobi in this world. He was going to annihilate everyone, just as everyone in his clan was annihilated. They all made him into a monster and now they will endure the consequences.

Itachi came across a small house and slammed the door open. He sensed three chakras inside, one of an adult and two of small children. Itachi stepped inside and made his way to where he sensed the chakra. He approached an older man hiding two children behind him inside of a small closet. The older man quickly stood up and attacked Itachi, a desperate attempt at trying to defeat him. The old man was quicker than the rest to defend himself from Itachi. Itachi brought up his kunai against the man and pushed him back against the wall of the closet. The man stood up and the encounter lasted a few more seconds until the old man fell down without his kunai, disarmed by Itachi.

"Stupid old man. Do you think you are so brave that you can stop death as it approaches you?", Itachi mocked. He was angry now. How dare this man try to defend himself?

"Please, you mustn't do this. There are children in this village. There are children here who are innocent", the old man pleaded. Itachi grew irritated. Children? His eyes stared straight at the man.

"Children you say? What about shinobi children who are forced into a world of war before they even begin to understand who they are? What about those who want to change the world but are turned into monsters by the very world they want to better? What about children like me who grow up and turn into criminals because of this cursed world?" Itachi spit back.

Before the man could plead anymore, Itachi cut him down in a single blow. He saw the two children still sitting in the closet, cowering away from him. The older boy was holding on to his little sister trying to protect her from Itachi's wrath. Itachi approached the children and kneeled down to their level.

"Why must you live when they all had to died?", he questioned the children, not expecting a response. He was not referring to the village, he was referring to the children of his own clan he killed many years ago. He sighed. He decided to end it quickly, sparing them any more torment.

Itachi continued his rampage. He was angry and his deepest emotions were seeping out. He wanted revenge and everyone had to pay for his suffering. When he finally eliminated the village and set it all ablaze, Itachi started to walk towards the forest from which he emerged.

As Itachi treaded forward, a fog began to form the closer he got to the forest. He continued to walk forward until he came to a clearing where the fog was much less dense. Itachi stopped.

There in the middle of the clearing was a slender and small figure. The figure wore a long white silk dress that went past the knees. Her slim shoulders were showing. She had long pink hair that cascaded down her back, blowing in the slight wind. The setting sun that could be seen behind the trees lightened her figure, making her glow in gold. Itachi began to slowly approach her, his kunai ready and his sharingan blazing. As he inched closer to the figure, she turned around. Itachi froze for a second but hid his surprise well. He narrowed his eyes at her. What is she doing here? He thought. She stared at him with her jade eyes. She looked straight at him but said nothing, it was as if she was watching him. No, not watching. She was trying to read him. Was he hallucinating? Is this really the cherry blossom he just encountered? What was going on?

"Who are you?" he demanded. She did not reply back. She kept looking at him with soulful eyes. She looked saddened and worried but continued to keep silent.

Itachi became irritated and took large steps towards her, "I will not repeat myself again. You will answer me now". Once again, she did not answer and continued to look at him.

He stopped a few feet away from her and could not help but notice her beauty and the way the setting sun made her look like a goddess that nature dressed in gold with it's light. But he continued to stare back at her, sharingan activated and ready to pick out any surprise moves. Her face was beautiful and her eyes were full of emotions that Itachi was not used to seeing. Beneath his false show of power, he became uncomfortable at the display of emotions. His eyes narrowed when she took a step forward. He stood there, tall and fearsome, yet she continued to move towards him, step by step, without the slightest hint of fear in her eyes. Her hair blew in the wind and he noticed her cheeks were rosy as she came to stand in front of him. He said nothing.

"This is not you", she whispered.

"And you presume to know me?" he snapped back.

She took another step forward and reached out towards him. Itachi did not flinch and he did not move. He glared at her until her hand almost touched his face. He grabbed her wrist but gently. For some reason, he was afraid to break her.

"Who are you?" he asked once more.

She looked up at him. Her eyes were the most beautiful jade and he looked back at them, jade meeting crimson blood. She took another step forward and brought up her other hand to place on his cheek. He still held on to her wrist and let her place her free hand on his face. Her touch was warm and it made Itachi feel almost peaceful. She took another step forward, still keeping her hand on his face.

"Itachi…" she whispered.

This time he took a step towards her, holding her gaze, his face inches away from hers.

The expression on her face changed. She had a look of yearning in her eyes.

"This is not you Itachi…".

"Then who am I?" He whispered back at her. He looked down at her small figure, his face slowly moving closer.

Hello everyone! Thank you for reading!

I wanted to apologize for the really long delay, it has been months since the last time I posted a chapter. I was really busy with school, my last semester was really important so I had to completely focus. When I finished and graduated, I kind of had writers block but now I am back at it! I have some things planned for the story so I hope you all stick around.

I will try to post once a week but forgive me if I fall behind. Also, please remember to review! I would really like some feedback on what you guys think of the story.

P.S. Sorry for the dark nature of the chapter. It is a little cruel o_O.

Until next time,

- Marrs AK xoxo