Chapter 10!: Disease on the Bridge!

Yuki

'I'm your… Father…'

Omigosh, Omigosh, Omigosh. What do I do?

Madara stepped towards me and embraced me. I tried to string the pieces together.

Madara… My father….?

I blinked. It didn't seem right. But I did look a lot like him… I would never get used to calling him 'Father' though. It would just be too weird.

Itachi moved towards us.

'Yuki, the night I annihilated the Clan.' He murmured. Obviously the mention of that upset him. 'Madara, your father, was the one who rescued you.' He looked up at me sadly. 'If it wasn't for him… I would have killed you…' Itachi's face was pained, and he didn't seem happy with himself.

'Itachi-Sama, there's no need to be afraid.' I smiled at him as Madara moved away. 'What's done is done. Don't dawdle in the past. It'll trip you up and it'll be hard to get going again.'

Itachi gave me a thankful smile. 'Yuki-Chan, you Speak wisely.' He looked at Madara. 'I think it's time you took her home.' He smiled. 'Back to Deidara, I'm sure he'll be awake soon.' Madara nodded and he steered me by my shoulders back the way we came.

Behind me, Itachi coughed. I had never heard him cough before, but it seemed like he was just clearing his throat.

Then he coughed again. But this time it had a horrible liquid-ish noise to it. I turned my head to him.

'Itachi-Sama, are you-' I stopped and turned fully at him, and my hand covered my mouth. 'Itachi-Sama!'

Madara had walked further on from me and didn't hear me calling Itachi's name.

Itachi had his hand covered over his mouth, and blood was dripping loosely through his fingers. He was constantly shuddering, and he looked in a horrible state. I put my hand on his shoulder and he looked wearily up to me. He had his left eye close, as if he was in great pain, and it hardly kept him awake.

'Itachi-Sama…' I murmured. 'What's happening to you…?' He rubbed his mouth with his hand and coughed up another mouthful of blood.

'Medication… Isn't working anymore…' He choked, and fell back wards onto the bridge. I shrieked.

'Father!' I yelled, and Immediately, Madara turned and ran towards us.

'What happened?' He asked worriedly.

'Itachi-Sama's medication didn't work!'

'No way…' Madara's hand was shaking at he pulled out the pills from under Itachi's blood stained cloak. 'Damn…' His voice was shaky, and I wondered if he as crying. Itachi, on the other hand, was crying.

'I don't…' He choked. 'Want to… Die… Yet…' I ran my hand through his dark fringe.

'Don't worry Itachi-Sama.' I looked into his bleak and distant eyes. 'I will protect you.'

'If you can't…' He murmured. 'Forget about me…' He forced a smile, then choked up more blood.

'Don't force yourself to talk.' I told him. 'You'll make it worse.' Itachi shuddered, and blood fell from his mouth onto his knees.

'Just…' He murmured tiredly. 'Let me die…' I was taken aback.

'Itachi-Sama! That is one of that last thing's I'd do!' I said, shocked. I wasn't too sure if he would be comfortable with it, but there wasn't much more I could do to help him. I smiled at him softly.

'I'm gonna make you better.' I murmured. 'I'm gonna make this damn disease go away for good.' Itachi shook his head.

'You can't do that…' He said quietly, his voice no louder than a whisper. He was fading. And fast.

'I can try.' I said. 'I don't know if you'd feel comfortable, but just close your eyes. This may hurt.' Itachi looked at me carefully then laid his head back, sighed and closed his eyes.

I undid his cloak, and rolled up his top to his chest. I bit my lip and put my hands over his stomach and concentrated all my chakra to the tips of my fingers and the palms of my hands.

As soon as I felt the chakra get there, and placed my hands on his stomach, and concentrated in finding the horrible disease. Father was watching me carefully.

It didn't take long to find the disease. It was a bitch to get out, but hey. Life's no game.

Itachi's face was pained, and as soon as the disease flowed out through my fingers, I slammed it into the floor, and the disease was embedded into the ground below.

Itachi looked up at me.

'How did you…' He squinted his eyes. I eventually realised he wasn't squinting. His eyes were closing, very, very slowly. I furrowed my brow and put a hand on his.

He was cold. Colder than he was before.

'You'll be okay now…' I smiled. I had just lied to him. To Itachi. I knew he wasn't going to be okay at all. Nothing could be done, now.

I looked at Father, and he knew it too. He nodded, and picked up Itachi's body.

'We'll take you to Konohagakure.' He murmured. And Itachi made a small grunting noise.

After 4 hours, we arrived at my own house. I unlocked the door, and entered, allowing Itachi and my father to enter as well. Itachi was laid on a bed that was perpendicular to Deidara's. I perched on the end of Deidara's, near his head, and Looked down at Itachi.

'Be grateful your brother isn't here.' I smiled. Itachi chuckled painfully.

'I wouldn't mind if he was.'

'You'd better not mind,' we both looked up at Sasuke, who was stood dominantly in the door way. 'You inconsiderate bastard!' He roared, and lunged at him.

'Sasuke! No!' I yelled, and Sasuke suddenly stopped to a halt. But not to me.

I sighed hard and looked up at Father, who had his hand on Sasuke's chest.

'Now, now, Young Uchiha.' He murmured. 'Your brother is in a serious state.' Sasuke growled.

'He killed the entire clan…'

'Wrong.' Father murmured. I smiled at his "wrong". Sasuke blinked.

'Wrong? What the heck are you talking about, mask-man?' He gritted his teeth.

'There are, Infact, 5 Uchiha in the room.' Father said.

'5… Uchiha…?' He looked across from Itachi, to me to Deidara. 'That bomb dude isn't…'

'No! No…' I said quickly. 'There's yourself…. Me…. Your brother… and My father…'

'You're…. Father….' Sasuke murmured. He glanced at Madara. 'That dude's…' I nodded slowly. His face whitened.

'Okay… But who's the fifth?' He asked, folding his arms.

'That would be me…' A female voice said behind me. We all turned and looked at her in shock, apart from Sasuke, who started crying.