Summary: In a land full of fantasy, one can normally predict what is going to happen next, only, for Naruto, his life just took an unpredictable turn.

Pairing: Itanaru, onesided sasunaru

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of Naruto

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Words: 3286

A/N: If anyone is confused about the ages please ask me and i'll send the info when I reply!

The Beauty Is Mine

Chapter Two

When You Wish

The dark clouds above charged the air above the castle with electricity as a storm from the northwest blew icy air down with large droplets of water. Inside the large stone building several servants rushed about like chickens without their heads.

"Where did this storm come from commander?" a guard with her shoulder length hair pulled into a high spiky ponytail, her vest of armor covering light chain mail asked her superior. The man looked down at her and shrugged as the two ran inside.

"Anko storms just roll in and out of nowhere," his right eye was the only part she could see due to his mask that hid his face. But then again his silver hair also hid most of his forehead and his eyebrows.

"Kakashi-san," a man dressed in elegant robes of purple and a overcoat of the finest velvet caught the young commanders attention. "I haven't see Itachi-sama for some time now." Cold eyes looked with disgust at Anko before a small smile appeared as he focused on Kakashi. "Have you seen the young ruler?"

The silver haired man looked at Anko before answering the elder, "Ah well Anko and I were just returning from the gates so we haven't seen him Elder-sama." Anko rolled her eyes a bit, honestly the man had issues with being helpful.

"Elder-sama would you like us to ask if anyone has seen him?" she asked before regretting that she did. The man looked at her with pure fury in his eyes before hissing,

"I believe I was talking to the commander not…his second in command." his eyes were unusually cold as he gazed hard at the woman. His feeling toward women in a high ranking position had always irritated many but she was the one that bugged him the most.

Olive green eyes looked out the window as Kakashi claimed the elders attention again, they searched the grounds for a moment before a unexpected movement in the direction of the royal graveyard caught her eye.

"Kakashi-sama there's someone coming from the graveyard!"

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Dead onyx eyes were the only part of Itachi's face that wasn't effected by the weather. His pale robe was drenched and his hair had fallen out of the ponytail on his neck slowly so now only a few strands were still caught between the long white ribbon. His hands were dotted with red despite the water falling on them and he still had a few spatters on his clothing from when he had thrown up.

He stumbled a bit as the weight of his mother's loss started to push him down, the idea that he would have to raise Madara alone without a mother or a father to help him. The idea of being alone didn't frighten him though as a small idea formed in his head. He could now do what he wanted without being told otherwise even the elders couldn't stop him.

"Free from a lie." he whispered before his head snapped up. The dull sound of feet against the earth and muffled gasps came up the path. Pulling his robe closer to his body to hid the puke on his clothes and his hands from view, he tried to look like he was upset but it was harder than he expected.

The parting on his mother didn't hurt him anymore.

"Itachi-sama are you all right?" A man came around one of the tall trees to his right, a blade in hand. It was one of the commanders, Kakashi was it?

Hands were on his shoulders from the left, "Itachi-sama where have you been? Why didn't you tell me where you were. His heart lurched before he realized it was just one of the elders, "I saw no need to tell you." his voice was still, not even moving a bit in pitch.

suddenly he felt a guard brush a hand against his arm, "Uchiah-sama do you know where the queen is?" a woman's voice, laced with worry, for who he had no idea, asked before he saw her face.

"She's at father's stone...along with one of her maids." he looked meaningfully at Kakashi who's right eye narrowed before his head jostled a bit.

"Itachi-sama I'll go and see to her shall I?" he asked, eye probing into the princes eyes, looking for a bit of information. Worry crossed his mind as Itachi's eyes narrowed slightly before answering,

"Go, take a few others with you...and just so you know I didn't do it."

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Banners of black fell from the walls and ceilings of the dead castle as a cluster of men carried a large wooden casket down a long flight of stairs all wearing uniforms of navy blue and buttons of indigo. At the head of the group the prince walked with his head held high, his face an emotionless mask. In his arms Madara was cradled quite comfortable and was now drifting off to sleep, unknown that the person in the coffin was his own mother. On the right of the prince stalked his least faviate counsel member, Koharu, who wore light colors despite the morning colors of her fellow counsel members.

Long raven hair swished behind him as Itachi quickened his pace, eager all of a sudden to get the funeral over with and return to work. The steady thump of his heart sped up as he practically flew down the last five steps and onto level ground.

Remembering that he had to slow down and that if he walked any faster Madara would wake, his pace slowed back down and he continued to lead the mourners out to the graveyard.

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'How long has it been now?'

'Ahh yes it's been nearly twelve years...'

Madara looked over the hall to his brother's large oak doors with anger in his eyes. Itachi had done nothing for him for the past few years, ever since their mother's death Itachi had to have become a different person than what he knew now. Even now the servants would talk of the young genius who had mastered weapons and arts by age ten yet the person that Madara knew was cold and did absolutely nothing worth while. Sure Itachi had many responsibilities at the King but the crown prince himself had many lessons and still had plenty of time to do things for his enjoyment.

But Itachi had never once bothered with his own enjoyment really, he had said that just working on duties to the kingdom was tiring enough and he certainly didn't have to waste his time on trivial matters.

"Baka," he murmured before turning to climb up the stairs to his room.

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"Yes I am going to send him away Koharu." Itachi looked up from his paper work with a look of rage in his eyes as the woman he still despised asked him again the question that he had answered for her a thousand times.

"But your majesty if Madara-sama were to be sent away then the balance between powers would be broken and we might have a war on our hands." Her raspy voice was scratchy with old age. "If your enemy's catch wind of this they will hunt him down."

Resisting the urge to roll his eyes at the obvious little detail he had already seen he answered, "Yes this is why I am going to deny him his rights to the thrown, this way he can't be used against me and the thrown won't be in danger." Though he was lying since if he were to die then no one could take over the thrown. "I am tired of this Koharu." He resumed his paperwork and the old woman beside him silenced at once.

'Madara...you will have a normal life from now on.'

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"No you can't do this!" the small twelve year old screamed at the king as a roll of parchment fell from his hands, the scroll that condemned him to a commoner's life, a life he didn't want.

"Madara I have no need for you here. If I send you away now no one will be able to question either or not i let a powerful weapon out on the world of if i released my little brother from a bloody world." Itachi's ever still eyes were locked on a document send by a local village suffering from the lack of rain.

The room was silent for a minute before Madara broke it, "Do you hate me so much that you condemn me to a commoner's life? If you expect me to thank you in the future, you are sadly mistaken." The small raven with spiky locks turned his back to his brother as his feelings to the king grew from a small bit of affection and into pure hate.

"Pack the things you want and get ready to leave Madara."

A storm of ice grew as the kings words hit the crown prince hard, "Yes...your majesty."

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"Ah Madara-kun welcome to our village!" the noble of a fairly large village called Konoha called from the front of a group of his servants, "I welcome you to my house and hope that you find our small village quite comfortable." The head man was like the average man, plump around the tummy, strong arms that were hidden underneath long flowing robes, and a beard that was just as curly as his sandy hair.

"Yes...I would like that as well." the ex-prince looked at the headman, "Am i suppose to address you by anything sir?"

A bark of a laugh boomed up and out of the man's mouth, "My dear boy just call me whatever you like! From now on consider me your perminate landlord!" a woman with long flowing blonde hair chuckled with the headman who faltered a bit before continuing. "Madara please allow me to interduce you to our doctor, Lady Tsunade."

The now common prince looked at the woman with a small ounce of curiosity in his face though he wasn't going to actually ask the doctor about her, that wasn't what he had been raised to do. Brilliant emerald eyes flashed in his direction, in their depths a knowing look. Did she know that he wanted to know about her as well?

"Madara-kun would you like to come over sometime?" her soft honey voice wrapped itself around the words that everyone seemed oblivious too. He nodded a bit before looking at the headman again.

"Can I go put my things away sir?"

"Oh my dear boy of course you can!" The sandy haired man seemed to snap out of a daydream, "You have the largest room in the house which is located on the second floor. Just go to the left when you reach the stair case. Your door is at the end of the hall."

The young raven looked hard that the headman, trying to force a bit of what had happen to surface on his face. The only reaction he got was the man to step back a bit and tilt his head to the side.

"Madara-kun?"

He blinked before responding, "It's alright sir just trying to remember everyone here."

"Ahh yes well do you want to put everything away now or shall I have someone take care of that for you?"

"Actually I would like to talk with Tsunade-san for a minute but I promise i'll come back before sunset."

"Alright, Tsunade do make sure that he comes home before that alright?" the headman whispered to the blonde with stearn athority.

"Yes Keiskue." again her honey voice wrapped itself around the words causing the headman to look like he was daydreaming again before the man turned around and walked back with a good majority of the welcoming party followed him.

Madara turned his cool navy eyes to the woman who stood in a long coat and a fairly large shirt due to her breasts being the size of melons. Her pants hugged her legs and hips showing that she had a very good figure. The small purple dimond in the middle of her forehead looked real but once he actually looked at it he saw that it was a tatoo. In her arms he saw a small bag with a symbol on it: a spiral. She was a Namikaze...perhaps the Namikaze that had become well known in this country and others.

"Come we'll go to my son's home." she becconed him with her index finger, "I hope you don't mind being around a pregnant woman." He raised his eye brow in question. "My daughter in law...well she's having my first grandchild!" A dazzling smile appeared on her face.

Madara felt his robe slip a bit off his shoulder, wait she was going to be a grandmother? "Um ... I know it's rude to ask this but...how old are you...madam?"

Green eyes widened, "Oh i'm nearly forty-five kido."

There was silence for a moment as they continued to walk thoough the village and slowly to the border of it. "So...have er...aged in awhile?" he asked before he paled as she stopped, her aura flairing for a moment.

"Brat...i'll over look this but from now on treat me as you would with any other old folk. I'll admit I don't look as old as I am but I have been ageing...slowly anyway. My family has this ability to stay young for a long period of time despite their age. That's why I became a doctor so I could learn more about our blood and find a way to stop this curse. My son is younge and foolish but his wife will leave him for his lack of ageing soon enough." She lifted her hand and pointed up the hill. "We are the wealth of this village and so we live very far out. Our ansestors were very showy and liked to be out in the open so they built our estate far away to become one with nature."

She kept talking about her family as the two walked over the hill which caused Madara to lose focus all to soon and forget about where he was going. As they finally reached the top of the ever high hill, his navy eyes widened. It was beautiful. Long paths of dirt and gravel wove in and out of the trees and hills creating unique paths for nature and not swiftness. There was no hint of a gate but there was a small little wall outlining the enterances to enter the large yard. In the center of the yard stood a small brick building attatched to a larger cottage which in turn was connected to three different buildings. Smoke rose from all of these buildings and created small clouds of burnt ass in the sky.

It made this odd feeling in the young ravens stomach appear as he looked ever longingly at the buildings. It was what he had been forced to leave, everything that he had grown up with and had been hoping to live with for the rest of his life. Now as he looked at the buildings his anger grew again for his brother, the man that had banished him from wealth and pleasure.

"Madara-kun...would you like to talk here or inside?" Tsunade called from a few feet below him. Emerald met navy for a brief second before they broke contact.

"I hate him."

She looked back at his face and saw that the young man had started to tremble with rage, anger on every inch of his aura, "Who do you-" but she already knew, "Itachi sent you away for your own good Madara not as a punishment." her words were truthful but still managed to burn the raven closer to hatred, "I know you don't like hearing this but it's true no matter what you think. Itachi wouldn't disown you without reason."

"He's a bastard and deserves to die. I wish he would be forced to suffer."

Emerald eyes widened for a second before a knife appeared in Madara's hand. He blinked before looking at the woman again. "I wish to see him be stabbed by my own hand." More blades appeared in his hands, some in his pockets and other's strapped to his wrists. His eyes were wide with shock before it clicked, "What are you witch?"

"No...I didn't do that Madara-kun!"

"I wish that he was cursed and killed by my child."

"No I won't do that!" she claped her hand to her mouth.

"Thank you Tsunade-sama...I just found the one thing I need to take my revenge on my idiot brother." a grin spread on his lips, "Only I want to change what I just wished to something a bit more spacific. I wish that he would be cursed, and when my child reaches twenty-one, they will fight and Itachi will die."

Wind suddenly errupted around them, screaming and clawing at their skin. "What have you done? How dare you a stupid mortal child wish for the king to die?" Tsunade screaked over the wind, her voice breaking an octave or two. "Don't you understand what will happen? The kingdom will fall and we will all rot in our homes!"

"I wish for my blood to take over the crown again as my brother's body rots in it's grave next to my mother and father!" he bellowed. "I wish that the world would bend to my childs will and I would be able to live the remainder of my life in comfort and pleasure!"

Tsunade felt her limbs tremble as she was forced to see all of the future that this idiot child wished for. The pain and suffering of the people over took her and she fell to her knee's sobs ripping though her body. "No...there's so much pain...don't make me do it!" she cried before a hand gripped her hair forcing her head to look up, "I wish for this to start in at least four years witch or I am going to make sure you regret it."

Those navy eyes were now full of pleasure as they gazed at the woman sobbing in pain. Thrilled and excited he let go of her hair and laughed a high cold murderous laugh. He laughed for several minutes his face twising into this frightening monster of the beautiful child that had been Itachi's joy and happiness watching over. Then those beauiful navy eyes started to twist into a new color as a dropplet of blood fell from his eye. Within minutes navy eyes had turned into a deep crimson, the color of blood when pooled. Pupils shrunk and a prong above the pupil surfaced. The entire time this all happened the raven kept on laughing, his ideal murder now in sight and soon to begin.

To Be Continued...