Iie: No
Hai: Yes
Arigatou: Thank you
Demo: But

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Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

Chapter Two

I followed closely behind the Young Uchiha and kept my eyes on the road before us. The closer we got the more nauseated I felt. I could now see fire, and mixtures of fresh blood and actual fear. I never wanted to even hear the things that I might have to endure while I arrive to the village and my house. A shiver went throughout my body as I pictured the rest of my relatives and friends in pain, being tortured and killed. The thoughts became even more vivid while I heard screaming and muffled clanks and slaps.

I bit my lip and quickly took a hold of the young Uchiha, then quickly vanishing from the road. Reappearing at the Uchiha's front door. Uchiha Sasuke quickly struggled in my grip, I immediately drop him. He got from his knees and ran awkwardly inside his home. I watched him disappear before I turned to look around the landscape.

Lifeless bodies lying everywhere. Spare weapons either left in the bodies or on the ground. Many objects where now distorted or on fire. Other objects looked like they had been thrown around out of their original place.

I cringed at the sight of all the blood, even though I never feared it. I actually enjoyed the scent and sight of blood. But I could pick out some of my friends from them. Luckily I didn't see or notice their bodies on the ground.

I could still hear the fires crackling and the low yelping of the young Uchiha. He didn't seem to be in pain, he just kept calling for his brother and parents. Until, I heard a very familiar pair of screams.

My brothers!

My hearted skipped before I appeared in my kitchen of my house. I sniffed the air and quickly looked around, my face hardened into stone. Blood was everywhere, the house was in such a wreck I nearly didn't recognize it and I thought I was in the wrong house.

But my thoughts instantly rearranged itself while I heard a choke and a stronger scent of blood. I winced as I laid my eyes on my parents. It was the more repulsive thing I had ever seen in the thirteen years of my life. It was like Hell had came to my home.

My Father's body was hanging from the wall. A Kanata through his head and his eyes had been ripped out, they were now in his mouth. His legs were bent, and tied in a such a distorted way it was so hard to describe it. His arms were cut up that his muscles and bone were clearly visible. His blood was still flowing out of his wounds, he probably didn't die to long ago. He surely put up a fight, he still had a Kunai gripped in his bloody fingers.

When my eyes lingered to my Mother, I felt my knees give out and my heart shutter in pain. My entire body was pulsing so slowly and I felt nothing else but pain within my chest, beating viciously in my rip cage. My other scents had shut down, I felt like I was watching it so far away. The sounds of dripping blow seemed so far, and so low yet so close and so thick.

The scent was horrid, I had my fingers clasped over my nose. Tears rolling over my pale fingers, I was so tense I couldn't move without all of my will power.

My Mother was half nude and her hair was chopped short. Stuffed into her eyes and mouth similar to my fathers torturing ways. Hanging from the wall, eyes cut out and body bruised and cut up like raw meat. Later I tore my eyes from her face to her stomach, it was ripped open. I was now trembling with sadness and emotional pain.

Her position was pointing to something, she was reaching out for something. My eyes followed it with stunned eyes, then I lost all emotion with what I had found at the end of the path.

Two small human-like figures were nailed to the wall with Kunai. Hanging from their shoulders.

The un-born babies.

They were a boy and a girl, maybe twins. I didn't know. They didn't looked tortured expect from the Kunai driven into their boney shoulders. Apparently my Mother was pregnant longer than I had thought.

I felt a smile grow upon my lips. I laughed at myself, I was sitting on my knees in my families blood, with my parents and was to be future siblings corps hanging from a walls in my family room. I could hold in the twisted snicker but I easily let it escaped my full lips.

I think I had gone insane.

I closed my eyes and fell to the floor. Breathing it the drying blood all around the room. I smelt my parents. My Mother's scent was easy to smell but my Father's was more difficult to find. The majority of his flesh was scattered around the room, along with my Mothers.

I was still trembling violently, I couldn't control it.

So many things was kicking around my head. I felt my brain shut down, but the pointless thoughts continued. Whispering voices clicked in my head, like a leak in the roof that just has to land on your forehead on your bed…You should kill yourself, you should find this person and beg for them to kill you. Run away and sell your body to people to get money, then get a very skilled sensei to teach you to kill the person that did this. No, you should just steal the money. Maybe go around and kill people. Isolate yourself from others and just sit there and die slowly.

But most of the thoughts were so pointless to me. I had to keep living, right? Of course I was taught that when I was very small, I still had so much to do! I had only started with my life...

Everything seemed so dark, so still. Barely moving, almost like it was in slow motion. It was odd that no one else was coming. There were fires going on and screaming. Wouldn't anyone come to see what was going on? Though, it didn't matter. It had started, and it was over with. My body's pulsing never seemed to slow though it had sped up when I looked at my un-born siblings and fell the floor. They didn't need this. I didn't need this. I didn't want to move. I didn't want to breathe, I didn't want to have my blood moving in my veins. I closed my eyes and held my breath. Telling myself I was just as dead as they were. I was dying, and I was just unconscious.

Soon the thought of my brothers seeped into my mind. I heard them scream before so they must be dead also. My head thumped with agonizing pain as I opened my eyes to meat my un-born siblings. I felt the realities rush back to me, I had myself thinking that I was dying, but I knew I couldn't keep that up for long.

I timidly rose from the floor and gazed out into the hallway. It didn't waste my time walking up the stairs, slipping every once and a while from my useless shaking.

I made it to my twin brother's door and slid it open. Nothing was in there, I narrowed my eyes and looked more carefully. Wonderful. They had taken their bodies. Whoever did this unforgivable and sick act.

I huffed out a grunt of anger as I started my way down to the stairs again; into my kitchen to continue to think about things. I had to kick out a few papers and broken pieces of glasses out of my path to get by.

I had started to sit down at the kitchen table before I heard Sasuke scream from his home, it was only one or two houses away from mine. I snapped my head up and reluctantly started into a wobbly sprint.

I threw open the door and ran down the hallway, luckily the Uchiha's had no stairs, so I could get there much quicker. I came to, two wooden doors and swiftly kicked it open. The scent of blood blew in my face.

I flinched back at the sudden smell and blinded me for a few seconds. Before I felt my body being shoved backwards. I caught a glimpse of sharp eyes and lips. I didn't actually have full control of my eyes because they were still straining to see what was in the dark room. I could smell Sasuke-san and another scent, I also recognized. But not fully…

I quickly shot up while the anonymous scent and along with his or her chakra disappeared. I crawled over to the limp and quivering form and brought it to my arms.

"Sasuke-san!" I called to him, only to be interrupted by his hollow voice.

"H-Hee…He..He said..th-t-that I wasn't…He…" Sasuke's wide eyes burned right into mine, I mirrored his pain and sadness. "He what? He who Sasuke-san?" I whispered to him my voice just as hollow as his.

Slowly and tenderly I began to caress his cheek. He began to sob against my chest and weakly started to shake me.

"W-wha…Itachi…" He hissed angrily into my shirt. I started to rub his back. Did his brother also do this to me?

"What did he do Sasuke-san?" I said flatly, still shaking myself. He tried to push away from me, I could tell he wanted to run, and be isolated, but that was something I know neither of us wanted at the moment.

"He said…said.." He sobbed and shifted uncomfortably in my hold.

"It's okay Sasuke-san, you can tell me." I swallowed as I spotted the source of the sudden gust of blood that nearly knocked me over when I first walked into the room. His parents laid on the floor, not too far from Sasuke and I.

I glared at the bodies, while I waited for Sasuke to calm down and talk to me. I noticed that his parents bodies weren't torn up like my families. Apparently the older Uchiha did do this. He took pity on his family so he didn't torture them, but he felt nothing for complete strangers.

I held him tighter and moved my hand from his back to his hair. Stroking it softly, trying to calm myself also.

"He told…me that I…wasn't worth ke-killing. A-And…I…" he stopped there. Refusing to say anything else. I let the torn boy rest and held him in my arms. I kept telling him I was sorry, until I had him nodding off, sniffing in his sleep and cursing his brother to Hell. I smiled wickedly at his dreams. He was so young. He didn't deserve this sick and horrendous event. He was just a child, only beginning at the unfair game of life. But his dice was thrown in too soon. He knew it too.

I had brought him to the hospital and told the other Anbu about it, every piece except my brother's bodies disappearing. I told the Black Ops that the killer had completely destroyed them with some Genjutsu. They believed me.

And with a small smile I walked out of the hospital without another word.

For every month that went by I kept to myself. Missions, cleaning, and eating. Thankfully, I never had to pay for anything because the Hokage told me himself that he would pay for everything. I had thanked him and gladly took this assistance. I told him I would work part time though, and pay him whenever he or I felt like it.

I trained in most of my free time. It was the only time I felt neutral or some what normal. No pain, but no peace. I just went numb. Surprisingly my hate for the anonymous killer died every time I hit something, every day at my training I would feel a big hand-full of my hatred disappear. I barely felt it even now, I didn't want revenge. I didn't feel anger towards him or her, whoever (s)he was. I just really wanted to talk to the being.

All I really felt was emptiness, most of my emotions had been let loose and so quickly forgotten when I saw my parents and future siblings.

I still held the feeling of hope for my brothers. If they took my brother's then they must have taken them…but I didn't know if they were alive or not. I had no proof that they were still living or not. It bothered me the most. My remaining family members could be out there still alive and I'm just sitting here! But…what could I do? I'm only a thirteen year old ninja. I was just about useless, or that what I told myself day in and day out. I couldn't pick with one I was though. I just think about it.

I would sit on my on the foot of my bed and just sit there. Basically doing nothing but breathe and blink. Hardly ever moving.

I enjoyed it greatly though, no noise but the boxy sounds outside my window. Luckily I wasn't bothered by all the memories that swayed around me from the house. I just felt like my parents and brothers were still alive, but I still knew a great deal that they weren't. Although I still thought highly that my twin brothers were still breathing and kick like always. There was still a chance, hopefully…

I continued with my missions and cleaning. My house was never out of place. It was always clean, I didn't really had anything else to do. I had so much free time. Though, I would train if I had the time and I wasn't in my room thinking to myself.

I would visit Uchiha Sasuke three times a week. I would even cook him dinner. We seemed to be ourselves when we were around each other. We both knew what it felt like, to be…broken.

But Sasuke thrived for something, something I didn't care much about.

Revenge.

After about a year I had the entire story out Sasuke. It was Itachi who did all of the killing, but Sasuke didn't know if he was alone or not. So I wasn't positive if Itachi was actually the killer of my family. Sasuke and I really didn't know what to do, be normal? Live like it never happened?

However, we both trained to become stronger, but a little more truth to that was on Sasuke-san's side though. I told myself. I just trained for all the shit in my head to stop.

Sasuke and I seemed to have trouble with the village, it kept growing each day. Neither of us could fine complete peace. Of course my home didn't cause me much pain from the good memories but I still felt so uncomfortable. Just knowing the bad memories, it is what nearly brought me the edge of insanity.

I had discussed many things with Sasuke while I spent time with him, while training, over a cup of tea, or on a walk around the village. The time flew by so slowly yet so quickly. It would stop, then flash by me like the wind. But I felt like time was running out on me…too slowly. By the end of the year, just before I turned fifteen, I wanted to leave this village. But I was stressed on how to tell Sasuke. He needs me, he'll have no one else. Maybe that Naruto kid he likes to talk to me about every once and a while, but he can't help him. From what he's been through, I only think I can do so.

I told myself just to tell him straight out, but be kind about it. I suppose, after I become a Missing Nin' I could probably stop by and catch up with him. It wasn't all bad…right?

"Sasuke-bozu, come here please," I called after him lightly. He answered quickly from his kitchen, bringing the cups of tea with him and sat down across from me at the table.

"Hai Ai-chan?" He asked evenly, with a small smile on his lips.

"I have something important to tell you, and you have to promise me that you will not over react to it? Understand?" I breathed, seeming bored. He didn't answer but nodded slightly, I could tell the poor boy was frightened.

"Sasuke-kun." I glanced at him before returning my dark eyes to my tea. He still hadn't touched his cup yet.

"I'm going, well, to put it simply Sasuke-kin…I'm going to leave." I mumbled carefully. At first Sasuke didn't move or blink, he just started at me. I refused to look at his eyes, knowing I will automatically change my mind if I did.

"You will what?" He asked.

"No, Sasuke-kun, I am." I corrected him softly. His eye brows pulled together in anger and confusion.

"Is this what you meant by 'freeing yourself from this place?' Ai-san?" He asked angrily. I shivered at the change of the honorific. He did do that when he was angry though...

"Hai, demo, Sasuke-kun I need to leave. This village is only throwing me around. I would think it would be best for me if I became a Missing Nin'." I started to fumble with the tea cup. He hissed at the word Missing Nin'. I closed my eyes and suddenly looked at him. Straight into his eyes. Shock, pain, sadness.

"Sasuke-kun, please. I don't want to hurt you! I will come back, every three months, I will come to visit you! I promise, I know the Hokage very well, just as well as his grandson! After I'm done with my…vacation I will be brought back to the village." I raised slightly, only trying to reason with him. I didn't want him angry with me just before I left.

"Demo, it's all about you isn't it! You are acting like Itachi! Not caring about anyone else, just what's good for you!" He spat, anger engulfing his features.

"Sasuke-kun, please. I-" he cut me off.

"What if you get captured, or killed. What if they won't let you back in the village Ai-san? What if they kill you instead? Who will I have? I don't want you to leave, I don't want you killed!" He rose to his feet, I was now staring up at him.

"Iie Sasuke-kun, I am an Anbu! I know how to take care of myself. Please, just calm down." I frowned sadly at him. Sasuke watched me for a moment, trying to stop the fuming arguments in his head, before he stiffly sat back down to his seat.

"Arigatou Sasuke-kun," I thanked him and took a sip of tea, refreshing my dry throat.

"Sasuke-kun. I will not leave you. I will not get killed. If I do, I will have to come back to you as a spirit because I will never leave you alone with the state that you're in!" I gave him a thoughtful look and tilted my head to the side, waiting for his answer.

There was a long pause, each second felt like a stab at my chest, it still continued. I blinked slowly and watched as the young Uchiha's gaze danced around the room. He was thinking hard.

Finally he spoke to me.

"But what about me? Why don't you take me with you?" He said lowly, his voice nearly cracking.

This took me by surprise, I shifted back and started at him with a torn face, I didn't even think about bringing him. Because if I did he would get hurt! He would be in danger, I didn't want him out of the village, where he isn't safe!

"Ai-chan…" He began but I could feel tears well in my eyes, but I didn't move to stop them from falling down my face.

"Why don't you take me with you?" It seemed more like a plea.

"Oh Sasuke-kun, you're torturing me…" I sobbed, my nose full of the strong scent of salt from my tears.

The young Uchiha slowly rose and walked over to me, his face also saddened.

"Ai-chan, can't you take me with you?" More tears began to fall fro my face, onto my legs.

Sasuke had me in a tight hug, holding me close to him. I had my face in his hair.

Maybe I was over reacting myself, but I couldn't stop. I hadn't prepared for his when I was going to tell him I was leaving.

"Be-Because Sasuke-kun, you'll be much safer here, and you'll miss your friend, that Naruto boy…"

"No Ai-chan! He doesn't matter, he doesn't understand like you do! He didn't lose his family like you and I!" He shook in my hold.

"Demo Sasuke-kun, you will miss them. Isn't he your friend? I know that he never had a family. He may not know what it is like to lose a family but he knows how lonely you and I are." I breathed in his ear.

"I would take you Sasuke-kun, if I could. But if you did go they would notice us more, and you still haven't school yet…"

"I don't care." He growled. I smiled at him, my tears had slowed and dried.

"Oh Sasuke-kun, I'll be back in three months, people in this village will easily forget about me, and when you get older, I promise you that I will come and take you with me. Just at this moment, you're too innocent, too young." I explained to him.

He took a deep breath and shifted.

"Every three months, right?" he told me softly, before smiling slightly at me. I groaned happily and held him tighter. I wiggled in his hold with a huge smile on my face.

"Oh Sasuke-kun! Arigatou, Arigatou!" I rocked him in my arms, feeling a but lighter than I did moments before, the tightness my chest has lifted.

"J-Just, every three months right?" He repeated himself, I stopped and looked at him firmly before nodding.

"Hai! Of course Sasuke-kun! I promise you with my heart that I'll be back!" I placed my hand over my chest and smiled at Sasuke, even though a voice in my head told me: You have no heart Ai, you don't anymore.

I'm so sorry for the more Sasuke-kun inseat of Itachi-kun! Believe me, after this Chapter where will be a lot less Sasuke-kun!
But if you want more Itachi-kun, you have to review. Please. Comments and Critiques, please and thank you!