A/N: Somewhat crazy chapter this time. Maybe I'm getting rusty? Dedicated to OnceUponATeardrop for the best review that made me squeal like a fangirl. I love everyone that reviewed(:
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Just talk yourself up
And tear yourself down
You've hit your one wall
Now find a way around
Well what's the problem?
You've got a lot of nerve
So what'd you think I would say?
No you can't run away, no you can't run away
So what did you think I would say?
No you can't run away, no you can't run away
You wouldn't
I never wanted to say this
You never wanted to stay
I put my faith in you, so much faith
And then you just threw it away
You threw it away
I'm not so naive
My sorry eyes can see
The way you fight shy
Of almost everything
Well, if you give up
You'll get what you deserve
So what'd you think I would say?
No you can't run away, no you can't run away
So what did you think I would say?
No you can't run away, no you can't run away
You wouldn't
I never wanted to say this
You never wanted to stay
I put my faith in you, so much faith
And then you just threw it away
You threw it away
You were finished long before
We had even seen the start
Why don't you stand up, be a man about it?
Fight with your bare hands about it now
I breathed out, huskily. This girl..had Sharingan? She inhaled and exhaled heavily but she still threw a kunai at me with shocking speed for her state.
"Uchiha. Answer me." I said, using her supposed last name, coldly. She whirled around glaring daggers at me.
"Don't call me Uchiha." She snarled at me.
"Well, tell me your name!" I argue roughly.
"The name Uchiha has long met their downfall and demise." She said ignoring my question.
I looked at her strangely.
"Not what Sasuke said." I mumbled under my breath unconsciously.
She looked at me.
"Sasuke has been brainwashed with trauma. He doesn't know what he's talking about. How do you know my otouto?" She asked in the same monotone voice as a certain Uchiha I know.
"Er.." I started. Her otouto? That would mean she was related to-
She flung a kunai at me and this time it pinned me to the trunk of an oak tree.
"Do you know a certain...Itachi?" She hissed scarily, whispering in my ear.
I remained calm and I didn't move an inch. She took a long drag of air, like she was tired or something, then pulled out a short dagger.
It was made out of some unknown shiny metal and on it's hilt was the tiny emblem of the Uchiha Clan.
I looked at it curiously.
Quickly, she pressed it's sharp tip against my neck, the cool metal waking me instantly.
"Why the need for the Uchiha emblem on the dagger then, huh? If the Uchihas have met their demise." I hissed, my breathing rough and raggedy as she pressed the cold tip harder on my neck.
"The Uchiha name is precious. Restoring it isn't my job, though. They met their own suffering through my dearest brother. Answer my question." She snarled menacingly, hitching her knee up so it pressed against my torso. I was pretty much trapped.
"Your b-brother?" I breathed out. I was finding difficulty in talking and breathing now that she was pressed up agains my lungs and with a knife against my throat. She pressed the knife in and a drop of blood carried itself down my neck. I winced in pain.
"That wasn't my question." She said sharply. I sighed tiredly. Sorry Itachi, but I don't like you anyway.
"I do know an Itachi." I said slowly. Her eyes widened for a second before they narrowed. She tightened her grip on her dagger.
"Tell me more." She hissed through clenched teeth. I sighed once again. Slowly, making sure that she didn't notice, my hand moved down towards my clay pouch. Now I just needed to talk to keep her distracted.
"Itachi...Uchiha?" I questioned even though the answer was already quite clear. Her eyes narrowed even more, giving her the appearance of a raven. She nodded once, stiffly.
"First of all.." I started, "What is he to you?" She loosened the grip on her dagger and let me go. I looked at her strangely, not sure how to take my new freedom. Spoke too soon.
"Fuuton: Wind Ropes!" She said. An invisible rope tied me to the tree, my head slamming back, roughly. I grinned, a trail of blood leaking from my mouth.
"You shouldn't be too rough on your prisoners, Uchiha-san." I said, smiling at what I called her. Her eyes widened before narrowing again.
"Tell me what you know." She said.
"...Itachi Uchiha, huh? Well, Itachi here is in the Akatsuki. He's a genjutsu master and a genius overall. He's an antisocial piece of ass, no offense." I raised my hand as much as I could in an offering of piece.
She looked at me like I was meant to continue so I carried on hastily.
"Uh, he likes dango." Once it was out of my mouth I cringed at how dumb that sounded. It was strange how much fear such a little girl could instill within me.
"Can I just ask you one thing..?" I said softly.
She nodded hesitantly.
"How can you use Fuuton? I thought most Uchihas had Fire type and Lightning type nature." I asked curiously. My hand mouth had reached my clay and was eating it vigorously. She didn't notice yet.
She looked at me strangely before turning away, placing her hand on her hip. She rested against the tree lazily.
"...Sharingan." She said finally, her tone not harsh at all when she said it but more...melodious.
Ah. The copy Sharingan. Infamous in it's monstrosity. It was done. My hand mouth spit out an array of my clay weapons. Her guard was down and her ropes had weakened since she wasn't an original Wind type user. I broke out of it quickly, throwing spiders at her. She looked at them, startled, before making a hand sign.
"Shunshin!" She said quickly before she disappeared. A poof of air behind me signaled her reappearance but I quickly turned around and met her punch with one of my own. I flinched from the impact but she didn't even move an inch from my fist connecting with her gut.
She moved her fist and kicked me in the balls before uppercutting me in the jaw.
"Don't try to escape." She said, roughly swinging me up by the collar and punching me roughly. I flew back around 120 meters and she walked calmly and picked me up again, before slamming me into the oak tree. The sides of my peripheral vision were blurred and I was falling, falling..
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When I woke up again, both my hands were intact, and no pain was upon me, besides drowsiness. I looked around, but darkness was all around except for a glowing orange light emanating from a flame, most likely. I sat up slowly, careful not to put too much pressure on my arm.
The Uchiha girl was sitting at the flame looking at it. In her hand she held her dagger. She looked up at me, her beautiful features illuminated be the flame, making her look even more hauntingly beautiful.
"You're awake, I see. I'm sorry. I lost my temper." She said softly. Her skirt was in tatters and her raven hair was tousled roughly but it suited her.
"Wh-why did you heal me?" My voice cracked a bit from my throat being dry and parched.
She looked at me again.
"Because I'm not Itachi." She said softly, barely audible over the loud chirping crickets. She shuffled closer to the flame and dipped her hand in the fire. She withdrew her hand and began playing with the bit of fire in her hands.
I sat up slowly and walked towards her. She didn't seem to be dangerous now and anyway, my hand mouths were hurting badly. I looked at them, and they were red and swollen. She looked at them.
"Sorry. I had to give them something, because they kept biting me while I was trying to heal you." She said dismissively.
I nodded slowly.
"In return.." She continued.
"Lead me to Itachi." She said it so softly this time, almost reminiscent.
"What is Itachi to you?" I said.
She looked at me straight in the eye.
"My brother."
"And your name?" I enquired even further.
She looked at me and breathed out. She looked tired. Incredibly tired.
"Shiai Uchiha. The last of the high and mighty Uchiha women."
And the world stood still.
A/N: Quite a short chapter this time 'cos it is. And I said so. And chillybean, yes each one is going to have their own separate 'secret' or part in this story. Please keep reading. Review!(: Er, the song is For A Pessimist, I'm Pretty Optimistic, by Paramore.
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