I am so sorry this took forever to put up, my computer crashed and I never had time to fix it until now. I just got it back so now I can continue writing.

Beta'd by : Soprano-in-Waiting

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By the time Sasuke hit age one, things in the house had completely changed. Itachi noticed his mom no longer talked to him, as if everything was his fault. He couldn't blame her. It was his fault. He should have known better.

During that year, Itachi learned something crucial. He had seen it on accident. The chance observation that made everything clearer. His father's strange behavior. Sasuke's conception. Those mysteries that had confounded his supposed brilliance for months. All falling into place because of something no one was supposed to witness one stormy night, when Sasuke had first turned one.

It was storming that night, and if Sasuke hated anything, it would be storms. It was one of the few nights Itachi was home from a mission. He was waiting to hear the small foot steps padding their way down the hall, towards his room. The door creaked open, as dark brown eyes that could be mistaken for black looked peered into the room through the sliding door.

"Tachi mommy, c-can I stay wit you pwees?"The tiny voice whimpered. Itachi sat up from his bed, and shifted over to make room for the tiny body.

"Of course, Sasuke. Come here." Sasuke rushed over to the bed, and tried to pull his self up. Seeing that it wasn't working, Itachi help him up to the bed. Itachi was used to Sasuke coming to his room on nights like this. Having Sasuke sleep with him again always brightened his mood .Itachi watched as Sasuke curled into his side, falling into a peaceful slumber.

After two hours of watching Sasuke, Itachi needed to use the bathroom. The house was quiet and dark. Working with his skilled eyes, Itachi maneuvered through the house, avoiding disturbing anyone with a light. He had just passed the living room when Itachi heard a voice coming from his father's study. Itachi stilled. His parents had both been in their room asleep when he had passed by their room. He went on high alert.

Using the stealth drilled into him in his years of training, Itachi crept over to the door frame. Slowly and cautiously, Itachi peeked inside. There stood his father, talking to him self. He furiously argued with an unseen opponent, pacing back and forth. It was possible that Fugaku had gotten past Itachi, he was a jounin after all, he reasoned. Itachi couldn't sense anyone else in the room. He began to retreat. He didn't want to intrude on what was possibly a nervous breakdown. Itachi mentally snorted. Served him right if the stress was getting to him. Itachi had not taken more than a step away when the frantic, whispered tones of his father changed. They morphed into an entirely different character, someone Itachi didn't know.

He should have known something was wrong, when he just saw his father in the next room, sound sleep.

Itachi swiftly resumed his post. Dark eyes bearing witness to the madness playing out before him.

"I did everything you asked of me!"

"But as we can both see, there has been complication."

"You said you would only do it once with him, you never said he would have a child from it."

"What I do with him is not your concern."

"How is it not? I didn't have sex with him you did! And now he has my child!"

"That is of no consequence to me."

Fugaku's head suddenly snapped in Itachi's direction. Itachi froze as ebony met red. They weren't the familiar tomoe of his father. Black blades cut across the blood red iris. Itachi watched in horror as the man's form shifted, growing in stature. Short, cropped hair rapidly sprouted in length. Bones cracked and bent as they moved beneath the surface of the skin.

Before Itachi could blink, the stranger was in front of him. One red eye pinned him through the space in the door, so close he could see the veins in the eye.

Itachi bolted from his spot. For the first time in his life, Itachi was truly afraid. Not daring to look back, he darted through the dark house. He didn't hear any steps behind him, but he knew better, the man was hot on his heels. Itachi could feel it. Itachi made a mad dash for his room, slamming and locking the door behind him.

The room was dark. Sasuke was still sound asleep as Itachi made his way over to the bed. The rattling of the door stopped him in his tracks. Itachi knew he locked the door. The blood froze in his veins as the door slowly moved in its track, before it finally revealed his pursuer. The black figure stood in the door way, it looked calmly from Itachi to Sasuke. Itachi immediately placed himself between his son and the intruder. The figure advanced towards Sasuke, but stopped before his features could be seen clearly in the lightning lit sky.

"You know, I can make all your problems go away." The man quietly offered, as he raised his hand to his face. The air thickened as an orange mask appeared, covering everything but the man's left eye from view.

"And what problems would that be?" On his guard Itachi took in his surroundings. The window was the fastest route for a getaway, but having to pick up Sasuke would take too much time. The only thing left was to fight it out.

"For one, that over there." The man gestured at the sleeping Sasuke.

"If you touch him, I'll kill you. As I see it, you're my only problem." Itachi spat out in disgust. He would kill anyone to protect Sasuke.

"Hmm? I didn't think this would be the result of all my planning."

"What planning? Who are you?"

"Come now, Itachi-kun, 'just this once.' "The puzzle pieces in Itachi's head started to fall into place. His father acting different, the way his father's eyes flickered randomly. This man, no, this thing was controlling his father.

"Get away from us." Itachi ordered.

"Now, now, Itachi-kun, I'll show you something good."

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It was raining when Itachi finally opened his eyes. A forest? He couldn't remember how he got there, or where there was. The forest looked so familiar, tugging at the edge of a memory. The falling rain was the only sound. He watched as a big gust of wind tore the dead leaves from the branches of the trees.

His limbs felt heavy as he tried to move. Every part of his body was stiff and sore. Itachi tried again, and this time he managed to move. Itachi didn't understand where his feet were taking him. They were moving on their own, to a destination only they knew.

His legs went from a slow walk to a light jog, to full on run, speeding through the trees. Itachi sensed someone running in front of him. The chakra was familiar he just couldn't match it with the person. The figure jumped to the side. Itachi nearly missed him.

It was just a second, but a second was more than enough to figure out who the person was. Black raven hair, and a shapely, pale face, with unmistakable eyes.

"Sasuke!" Itachi called out.

The figured turned around, it was Sasuke. Itachi was amazed but confused. Sasuke is only one, how could this older person be his son? But it was unmistakable, the eyes, the face, the hair. It was all Sasuke. Sasuke continued to look around until he spotted Itachi.

"Who are you?" Sasuke asked coldly before activating his sharingan.

"Sasuke?"

"You're dead! YOU'RE DEAD!" The young man roared in disbelief. Sasuke held his head in his hands, squeezing his eyes together. Before Itachi could say more, Sasuke took off running at full tilt into the night.

"Sasuke?" Itachi whispered.

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Ok not as long as I wanted it but that's life I guess. I hope you liked it so read and review!

Come to the dark side, we have dead bodies...what?...you don't like dead bodies?