"Kisa-" Itachi began but Kisame cut him off.
"Itachi, don't you believe in her to wake up? Why would they be here?" Kisame said outraged. Itachi got up from his chair and hugged the larger man.
"Kisa, they are just here to see Bailey. Mitchell here wants to know what's wrong with her," Itachi said into the elder man's chest. I stared over at him in shock. I had never told him my name.
"Fine, but who are the other two here?" Kisame said. Itachi detached from his seme and moved back to his chair.
"He is Kakashi Hatake, the Copy Cat ninja," Itachi motioned to Kakashi who was at Bailey's bedside. "That man is Mitchell Takeo, a family friend. I take it you awakened your bloodline." I nodded my head. He turned to Yamato. "I don't know exactly who he is, but he is trusted."
"I am Yamato. I was also taught by Kakashi-senpai just as Bailey and Mitchell were. We are like an unofficial team trained under Kakashi-senpai," he said. Kisame nodded before wrapping his arms around Itachi.
"Itachi, Leader-sama told me to tell you to tune into the meeting," he said. Itachi nodded and placed his hands together glaring at us as if daring us to do anything to her. Kisame placed his hands together as well and both of their eyes closed. I exchanged a look with Kakashi when suddenly their rings began to glow. Itachi's ring placed on his right ring finger began to glow a bright red while Kisame's placed on his left ring finger glowed a bright yellow. The kanji for scarlet and south were placed on the rings.
"Kakashi-senpai, do you trust these people with her?" Yamato asked him. Kakashi stayed silent and kept looking at her calm face. The only aspect of her that could show us that she was alive was the slow moving rise and fall of her chest and low beeping of the heart machine near by.
"I trust Itachi and Kisame with her. I'm sure if any of them wanted to hurt her, they would have taken her out by now as she was in the hospital," Kakashi said looking over at us. A look of sorrow was in his eyes.
I was about to comment when a wave of fear rushed through me and a vision blurred into my sight. I saw a man standing over Bailey with a kusunagi pointed at her throat. "I should have done a long time ago. Now, with Itachi dead and Sasuke in grief, no one will be there to save you this time. Say good-bye to your pathetic life," the man said as he plunged the sword down toward her. I was violently thrown from the vision as a scream escaped from her comatose state.
I breathed deeply as Itachi rushed to her side and some nurses rushed into the room. "What did you do to her?" Kisame shouted at me. I couldn't answer him and kept staring at the floor in fear. I realized I was on my knees on the floor.
The nurses checked her over and left when her heart rate slowed. "What did you see Mitchell?" Kakashi asked me. I got up from the floor and collapsed in a chair. I kept shaking my head as the panic faded. "Mitchell? Are you okay? What did you see?"
"I-I saw B-Bailey nearly be stabbed," I started still in shock. "A man stood over her with a kusunagi saying something about Itachi being dead and Sasuke mourning. He said he should have killed her earlier and I was thrown out right before the blade went into her chest." The room was silent after what I said. Suddenly a growling noise came from Itachi as his fists shook.
"Shimatta!" he cursed as he turned to punch the wall. Kisame grabbed the arm and pulled the now shaking man into his embrace. "I can't let that happen! I won't let him take her away from me again!"
"Do you mind me asking who?" Kakashi asked. I was wondering the same thing as Yamato stared questioningly.
"Madara Uchiha was the man you saw. He staged the Uchiha Massacre to make me take the blame. He forced me into this organization," Itachi said. "Kisa doesn't know. I placed him in a Genjutsu until we are done. He respects my secrets and knows I'll tell him when I want so he won't break it." Itachi sniffed.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Kisame is awesome-" he started.
"No, about this Madara guy staging the Massacre," I cut him off. "I mean, I knew you wouldn't have given her that scar, but I still don't understand."
"Madara manipulated Danzo to assign me a mission to kill the clan, but by refusing, Madara killed them instead. I made a deal with him saying I'd joined the Akatsuki if he doesn't hurt Bailey or Sasuke," Itachi started. "He hurt her and thus we made a new deal. He couldn't attack Konoha and I'd continue to take the blame for the Massacre."
"I have one more question, but Kisame can listen in again," I started. He nodded and released the Genjutsu on Kisame. I smirked as Kakashi stared back at me in confusion. Both of them then gained the same smirk. "Where did Angel come from?" A blush crept its way onto Itachi's face. Kisame spread his teeth into that toothy grin of his.
"He fights with such grace and he just looks like an angel when he sleeps peacefully," Kisame said smiling. Itachi playfully hit him and hid his blushing face.
"You know Itachi; at least you can spend everyday with him. I can't see my Ruka that often. He's too busy teaching or doing paperwork or he's too tired," Kakashi huffed. I started laughing at his complaining. "My poor uke…" I heard Kakashi mutter.
"So you finally asked Iruka out then Kakashi," Itachi teased. Kakashi turned away blushing.
"Guys, I think we should go back. Tsunade will want us back as soon as possible or she'll kick our asses," I said. "Or at least let us find a place to stay for us to gain our energy." They nodded their heads and moved to the door.
Suddenly, before I could start moving a wave of pain crashed through me and I cried out. The pain was so great, my legs buckled and I began to fall. Kakashi grabbed me as my hands went to my eyes. They stung immensely.
(Kakashi's POV)
I heard Mitchell's yell in pain and turned around to see his eyes squeezed shut. His legs buckled and I rushed over to catch him. His hands went to his eyes and they opened slightly. I was shocked to see, instead of his normal blue eyes, pale yellow eyes. They still had their normal pupils but the shined brightly. I nearly dropped him.
I saw his eyes close and I knew he had lost consciousness. "What's wrong with him? Was it another vision?" Itachi asked.
"I don't think so. I think it was something else," I shook my head in confusion. I have to look this up somewhere. "Do you know anyone who knows about eye techniques or a good library nearby?" Itachi shook his head before Kisame whispered something in his ear.
"There is our leader, but I don't think he'd talk to you," he said before a long period of silence. "He may if you disguise yourself as a villager and Mitchell as your son." I thought for a minute. It could work.
"I'll do it, but only because this is making me curious," I said.
Itachi led me towards the highest tower in Amegakure. I was disguised as a brown haired man with blue eyes. I was practically an older version of Mitchell himself. He was on my back now and in villager's clothes like mine.
Itachi entered the building with us in tow. He led us through it and knocked on a door. A woman yelled from behind it. The leader of Akatsuki was a woman? We entered to find a man at the desk and a woman standing behind him.
"Oh, Itachi, what do we have here?" the man asked.
"Leader-sama, this is Mubi and his son Mitchell. They came into the hospital a week ago for his son and the doctors haven't been able to tell him what is wrong with Mitchell's eyes," Itachi bowed in respect.
"Well, what is wrong with his eyes? Can he not see or not tell certain colors?" the man asked.
"His mother is from Konoha's Takeo clan and he was lucky enough to gain the bloodline," I started. "His eyes turned a pale yellow and he collapsed in pain. He lost consciousness and no one knows why he did." The man nodded in understanding before getting up and moving to a filing cabinet.
"I think I know what is wrong, but is he a ninja or has been trained at all?" he asked.
"Just enough to defend himself if he needs to," I answered as truthfully as possible.
"Well, I believe he has gotten the second form of his bloodline. Only one other person in existence has ever gotten it and he lived years ago and around the time Konoha was founded. The second form turns the eyes a yellow color and allows them to see so far into the future," the man said. I stared at Mitchell in shock. "Developing it is an extremely painful process and without pain medication or a tolerance of some sort, he could die. I suggest you bring him back to his mother or to the clansmen." I nodded and stared at Mitchells as fake tears began to pool out of my eyes to complete the act.
"We can allow Kisame to escort you to Konoha," the woman said.
"Arigato God and Angel, I am grateful for your knowledge and generosity," I bowed in respect. Thank you Itachi for telling me what they are known for here. Itachi led us from the tower and back to the hospital where we collected Yamato and Kisame. Itachi waved goodbye to us.
Kisame escorted us into the forest before sneaking back as we continued onward. Bailey was still in my mind but she was pushed back into the corner as urgency to get Mitchell back clouded it. Resting had to wait. Mitchell's life came first.
"Kakashi-senpai, why are you rushing? Don't you think we should rest before heading back?" Yamato yelled from behind me. I glared at him.
"Mitchell could die if we don't get him back. Do you want that?" I saw Yamato shake his head. "Then keep going," I ordered.
"At least let me take him from you," he said. I sighed but gave Mitchell to him anyway. We ran in silence from then on.
We arrived at the village around eight in the morning. Remembering that Mitchell's family was out of time for a wedding, we ran to the hospital and requested Tsunade. She came into the room tired and cranky.
"What the hell do you want?" she snapped at us. We bowed to her and showed her Mitchell in the bed.
"He is experiencing the development of the second form of his bloodline and we want to know if you can do anything to ease his pain and stop him from dying," I said to her. Her eyes widened and she rushed over to him. She looked at his eyes to see, sure enough, yellow eyes. She got out a heavy sedative and put it into his IV drip.
"I'll make sure he has the sedatives until his mother is back to help. He is so lucky they come back today," she said. We both sighed in relief. "Anyway, what was the outcome of the mission?"
"Bailey has been unconscious in the Ame hospital since the day after her arrival," Yamato said bowing. She nodded thoughtfully and sent us out. I wonder what was going through her head right now.
(Mitchell's POV)
Where am I? All I can see is black out in all directions. An image appeared in my mind of a young woman with long black hair, and wearing red and black. She had a katana in her hand and was staring heartlessly down at a person on the ground.
"Be thankful it ended quickly," she said with a soft voice that hinted no sorrow nor detest. Who was this woman and why does she seem so oddly familiar?
The image shifted to who looked to be myself. I stood in a grassy field staring down at two grave stone markings. I couldn't make out the names on them nor the location, but I could clearly see the sorrow in my eyes. Kakashi walked up behind me and placed a hand on my shoulder for comfort as my eyes remained fixated on the graves.
"They were good people," was all I heard Kakashi say before the image shifted once again.
In this scene, Sasuke and Itachi together sat at a table playing cards in what seemed to be relative peace. Kisame came in and kissed Itachi before sitting next to the weasel. I saw a look of disgust flash over Sasuke's face, but it passed. Suddenly, a young light red haired boy no older that three ran into the room followed by an older blonde male. He seemed to be trying to catch the child, yelling something about getting into the bath.
That scene whirled out of view and I was greeted with yet again another one. Sitting around a table were the Rookie 9 and Team Gai minus Sasuke. They were chatting and all of them looked distinctly older. Neji and Tenten were sitting very close and Tenten had her hair up, though still in buns, in a new style. Lee and Shikamaru wore a Chunin vest. Kiba, Shino, and Hinata all seemed to wear advanced versions of what they wear today. Ino looked more mature (not in a perverted way) and Choji looked more like his father. Naruto still wore orange, but Sakura wore a skirt instead of the normal dress. I was confused to find another male among the group that resembled Sasuke but didn't have the correct face structure and hair. Who was he?
The images stopped and my eyes began to open slowly as if in a trance, but it helped me adjust more to the blinding light that I was met with. Hovering over me was my mom. My father had died years ago, but I had never met him. My uncle was like my second father because he would always hang around the house.
"Mitchell, how do you feel?" she asked me placing a hand on my forehead. I stared at her strangely.
"I feel… confused. Mom, why did I see everyone looking older?" I asked. She quieted me by placing a hand on my head and ruffling my hair while chuckling.
"I'll explain later, dear, but right now I want to tell you about the wedding," she said. There she goes again. Whenever it comes to weddings or parties, she will talk about it until the next event and sometimes that could be years.