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CH7

Carrying one hundred and thirty five pounds through a battle torn terrain would have been a piece of cake for two fully grown shinobi even if one of them was female. However to a girl who just hit eleven and a boy only two years older than her suffering minor chakra exhaustion this was hell on earth. Enemy reinforcements though not expected within the next few hours could still show up regardless. The heavy rain wasn't being very helpful either. Shoes padded heavily on the forest floor as Tobirama dragged his unconscious Sensei to find shelter. Anko flitted here and there trying to cover up their tracks as best she could.

"He's not breathing!" Anko exclaimed fearfully as she tried assisting Tobirama in dragging the limp form of Orochimaru across the forest floor.

"His chakra reserves are low but stable. All he needs is some rest and some food."

"But we're almost out of rations!" The young girl panicked, after all what else could you expect from a child on a battlefield? Even if she was a shinobi that didn't overturn the fact that this tiny girl with a small pony tail and overlarge bangs for her cherubic face was scared.

Tobirama sighed heavily. "He'll just have to settle for a lot of rest then. Scout ahead and see if you can find a shelter if the rain soaks us to the bone Sensei's chakra exhaustion will be the least of our worries."

Anko instantly responded to the command her young mind easily accepting the oldest in the squad as commander. Gripping a kunai tightly and fighting the hunger gnawing at her stomach from rations not meant for a constantly underfed child Anko flitted from a tree branch to the next scouting for shelter ahead. Spotting more trees and a cave that must have been abandoned quite a while ago she made her way back to Tobirama. "There's a cave up ahead, but we'll be at a disadvantage if any rock nin come….."

Tobirama smirked. "Yes but rain is a disadvantage for them especially if they're up against me."

The logic made sense to Anko. She frowned as she felt Sensei's forehead. It was hot and clammy.

"We should hurry!"

Tobirama froze in response. Anko's eyes widened. "How many?"

"One… and a summoning, definitely Rock, probably lost his Team recently, his chakra is only half full."

Anko shot up from her bed sweating. Well she smirked don't know why I awoke I was just getting to the best part. She groggily looked at her alarm clock. It was around one. Maybe she should go pay Tobirama a visit. She sighed, but goodness that Iroko had some moves. She snickered as she tried to picture a woman pulling those same moves on her teammate! That stoic face just staring in confusion as the girl undid his Ahahahhaha the thought was hilarious! Maybe she'd become Jiraya's partner in crime for a day! Though the thought was tempting she decided to have pity on her poor teammate. Maybe she'd set him up with Kurenai or something. Unless he was delicious in bed… Mmmmm… that was a thought. But that would probably be just weird no? I mean they never considered each other as "siblings" but they never were simply "friends" either. Well according to Tobirama they were. She shook her head and decided it was too damn early in the morning to care. Maybe next time she'd invite Iroko over so she wouldn't be sooo lonely.

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Tobirama was just about to call it a day. He had done some shopping and house cleaning, had that exhausting spar with the Jonin, thankfully his wound didn't reopen, and he also had time to stop at the bookstore. Granted he wasn't much of a reader but he was in need of a few scrolls so he had stopped for a quick brows in the new arrivals section. To his surprise he found a new book on display written by Jiraya. It was called "Tail of a Great Divide." More surprised than curious that Jiraya would publish what appeared to be a non-perverted book that apparently made bestseller in under a month Tobirama skimmed the book confirming its cleanness and then bought it deciding he would have to witness this phenomenon in full.

As he placed his happuri, which he wore instead of the standard forehead protractor, on the small table next to his bed his eyes rested on the dark blue cover and the lone wolf howling at a moon on it, maybe tomorrow when he wasn't so exhausted. Something rapped at his window. Looking up he was met with a red eyed crow, it cawed at him and continued beaking at the window. His eyes widened as he slipped his headgear back on. Another mission so soon? Well he was mostly patched up so it wasn't like he could complain. He strapped on his Katana and slipped into his Anbu uniform. The bird took flight and he followed it as it led him to the compound. Was Itachi sick? The curves of his lips tugged downward in worry. But the closer he got to the compound the more out of character it seemed. It was too quite. Something was definitely wrong…

Suddenly a stench hit him full force in the nose. Was that blood he was smelling? He ran through the compound taking in the several littered corpses strewn on the ground. All dead and all marred very brutally. He shuddered using ninja speed to get him past the nightmare. What happened here? Molding chakra he sensed only two presences left! He practically flew through the compound. Throwing open the front door he ran upstairs to the living room, kicking that open he burst into the room only to be met by a blood smeared Itachi looming over his brother.

"Ah Tobirama san, you have finally graced me with your presence." His eyes wildly darted back and forth taking in the blood-spattered scene and Uchiha Fugaku and Mikoto lying on the ground. The image made no coherent sense. "Wha…..what is the meaning of this?"

Itachi smirked looking like the reaper himself with that hideously twisted grin. "It's simple Tobirama san. To get the eternal blessing sacrifices must be made right Sasuke?" the younger boy was whimpering. Something Tobirama himself felt like doing right now. The entire scenario was so surreal, like a bad dream. "Why Itachi?" the boy whispered. "WHYYYYYY?"

"Because little brother. You are all beneath me. Weak!" Itachi used his sleeve to wipe away the blood from his Katana.

"What are you saying?" Tobirama yelled. "Can you hear yourself Itachi? Have you gone mad?" The world felt like it turned upside down nothing was making coherent sense anymore.

"Tobirama-san, this is how I have always been. Besides isn't it fitting? The last of the Senju falls on the same night as the Uchiha are wiped out. Do you think the second Hokage would approve?"

"This isn't like you! Stop this now!" The world felt like it was tilting around him.

Itachi smiled again. "You know nothing about me." Tobirama gathered what was left of his senses ready to attack looking away. To no avail he was caught in the genjutsu. He had sparred with Itachi but never had he imagined a need to fight for real against the man. The world was suddenly red. Tsukuyomi? He had heard of this technique from Itachi once, he must have been forced into it the moment he looked into Itachi's eye. Curse it all what was going on? The Uchiha why were they dead?

He stared squarely at Itachi unable to move from the tied position he was in. "Why? This isn't like you! You're insane? For what purpose?"

"You talk too much the cold voice replied. I would subject you to my own version of pain…. but…why bother? I've read the files on you. What was that place? I believe a lab?" Suddenly Tobirama felt a falling sensation, no not there! The world suddenly blossomed in a flower of pain…..