Guys...GUYS A THIRD CHAPTER WITH IN THE SAME MONTH! o.o The muses are being gracious!
Okay so the start of this chapter has dialogue and events that happened in vol. 43 chapter 396 (Self Intro) of Naruto. So if it seems familiar that is why. I clearly do not own Naruto (Other wise this story would have 0 point cause Itachi would've never died.) Just thought to put that out there. Other wise the warnings from the previous chapter are the only ones still in play.
Thank you so much for the encourage meant! I really does mean a lot! And if it was not for you and my lovely beta (TheUnluckyKat) this chapter would not exist or the previous one.
'Thoughts/mental connection'
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Obito leaned against the rough stone of the cave in spot that was nearly dry. His eye followed the slow heave and fall of the young boy's chest across the room from him. It was astounding how similar opposites could be. Obito folded his arms noting it as one of the many habits he had picked up from Madara. His mind wandered to the first time Madara had told him of his past. He wanted to do the man some kind of ,if you will, justice when relaying the story to his descendant.
"Nii..." Obito's eye brows rose at the muffled murmur. With Itachi still alive the notion of gaining Sasuke as a pawn was beginning to seem unfeasible. However, Obito was anything if not persistent when it came to his ultimate goal. He watched Sasuke's eyes flutter open slowly. Now as his cue.
Sasuke could not pinpoint exactly the last time his body had felt so plainly defeated. His head seared with shots of pain that cause the dim yellow light of what he assumed was a candle to burn his eyes. But all of that paled in comparison to the unmerciful constriction in his chest. He took a breath. A deep one full of the continuous effort he made to push his chest out and fill his lungs with air. It was excruciating.
"I treated your wounds." Sasuke's body bolted into a sharp ninety-degree. Despite the soreness in his muscles they tensed preparing to defend himself. His eyes zeroed in on the voice originating from chasm of darkness the candle's glow did not reach.
"You won." Obito said swallowing the enjoyment that threatened to taint his words a smirk in place..
'Niisan.' The pain in Sasuke's chest panged. His dream was finally realized. He completed the very goal that had brought him to the level of power he now stood at. Why did his head feel so muddled. He was suppose to feel triumphant and stand proudly in the name of his clan. All he felt now was...apathy.
"But you've suffered quite a bit of damage yourself, which you're not completely over," Obito continued. The subtle scrape of sandals moved forward, heard between the steady tap of water hitting the cave floor. "So I wouldn't move you more than absolutely necessary."
'I...shouldn't be alive. None of this is right.' Had it been any other time or situation Sasuke might have recognized the other Uchiha's chakra or even the swirled orange mask. Obito watched him closely. The teenager's eyes had drifted to a spot on the ground.
'The one time I could use the brat of a woman around.' Obito scoffed to himself walking out into the candle's illumination.
"We've met once before. Although we were enemies then."
'Tobi? Hn.' Sasuke could not bring himself to feel much towards the possible threat. Regardless his body subconsciously prepared for anything that could possibly come out of the situation. Obito felt like that the younger Uchiha's desolate gaze saw right through him.
"Don't worry I don't hold Deidara's death against you. I am not your enemy," the blank stare persisted. "I brought you here to tell you something."
All Sasuke wanted was for the strange guy before him to shut up. He needed to mull everything over. He need to to acclimate himself with his new reality. He was alone now. The only one truly left from his clan. A mortifying fact. 'Tousan...Kaasan...'
"Not interested huh..." Obito smirked under his mask, "What if I told you it's about Uchiha Itachi." Sasuke's breath hitched at the mention of Itachi's name.
'A truth? What does he mean truth?!' Obito's smirk stretched as Sasuke's hollow gaze gained a tiny spark. Sasuke watched the other slowly move his right hand closer to his face.
"That's right. You think you know everything about your brother but you don't." the mirth that seeped into the man's drawl was starting to piss Sasuke off. But he wanted to know more about Itachi. More about the mysterious lier he called a brother. Who was this masked asshole to tell him he did not know his own brother!
"Oh alright," Sasuke watched intently as the mask began to shift to the side. "Let me start with a self-intro. I am like you. An Uchiha survivor."
'Impossible!' Sasuke turned his head fully toward the other man.
"And I know the truth about Uchiha Itachi." Blistering pain shot through Sasuke's head when he caught sight of Obito Sharingan. It was sudden and Sasuke had no time to process any of it before blood began to pool and spill over the edge of his lower eye. Obito's shoulder blazed with the Amaterasu causing him to stumble back into the darkness as the fire spread along down his arm and up to his neck.
'No way!' Obito activate Kamui sending the flames else were. 'Always one step ahead Itachi.' Obito smirked wincing minorly as the limb quickly repaired itself.
"Ughf!" Sasuke groan pressing the heel of his palm into his eye, pain raking his fragile body. 'Wh-what is this!'
Itachi knew the sound of a hospital. It was not a place he himself was a resident of very often but when he had friends that had the misfortune of being in the detestable place of healing it warranted a visitz. The drumming from before was now flanked by a chorus of constant beeping and blips. None of this was right. He should have been dead by now. Unless. He opened his mouth to speak only to find his throat so parched he could barely manage to swallow.
"Sssh." The voice he recognized from limbo spoke. It was gentle and soothing now. "Don't speak just yet it's still too soon." His head was lifted with great care then rested in what he assumed was a lap of the woman. A smooth cold surface pressed against Itachi's chapped lips. Was that glass? "It's only water Itachi-nii." the woman cradled his head angling it so the liquid lapped at his lower lip. Could he trust her? How could he be sure it was her?
'What am thinking?!' Itachi brated. If he could not trust her then who was left that he could! Of course she would not poison him. At least not after all the effort she put in to bring him back. Nonetheless Chi could not help soft smile when she felt the sensation of Itachi's chakra pressing shyly into her own. She understood the instinctual need to be certain of his surroundings.
'It's alright Itachi-nii. You're fine now.' She hummed in his head. Itachi's eyebrows shot up. It really was her! Someone on a divine plan had deemed his life sacred enough to be save. Itachi was now one for tears often but it was not everyday your lover defied nature for you. The warm tears slid down Itachi's porcelain skin as he gulped the presented water greedily. Chi laughed softly wiping away any water that overflowed from the corners of his mouth like a mother did a child sitting him up for a moment so he could access the water better..
"My, my niisan don't they give you water in the afterlife." Chi joked wishing she could see his face. She cupped his face sliding her thumbs along the trail the few tears he let slip left in their wake. She felt the rough edges of the bandages wrapped snugly around his own eyes. Itachi remained silent bringing his left hand up to gently find her face with minor difficult. He was still weak and he felt it in the simple actions.
"Does Sasuke know?" He asked, his voice no higher than a breath. There was a pause of silence. Itachi felt a kiss press to the palm of his calloused hand.
"Not yet. He will though." Chi replied, "After the surgery I will personally tell him." She did not trust Obito to tell the complete truth. Shinobi seemed to have a difficult time divulging anything more than half truths all at once. Gradually though it always seemed to squeak out one way or another.
"Surgery?" Itachi did not attempt to mask the alarm in his baritone, the monitor that tracked his heart rate beeped a little faster. "Did I really hurt ototo so bad?" Chi gave the hand on her face a squeeze accompanying another small laugh.
"So conceited. Lucky for him with you at little more than forty percent power Sasuke did not sustain physical damage that extensive rest and a bit of medical chakra could not fix." She felt Itachi's face relax.
"Good... ...the surgery is mine?" his heart slowed once more.
"And mine." Chi stated stroking his hair scratching his scalp the way one would a cat. Itachi fell silent. Chi did not need to slip into his thoughts to know what he was thinking. "I have already prepped for it and I'm giving you a transfusion of my own. I debated using yours but mine has healing properties." she spoke to fill the silence that now felt spiky and betraying. Itachi moved the hand on her cheek up to where her eyes should have been.
'How did I not notice.' Itachi brated himself pressing dexterous finger tips against his own empty sockets. Blood saturate his skin in a familiar stickiness on his hand. Chi sat still feeling a small bundle of shame start to bloom in her chest.
"I...I told you not too..." Itachi whispered. His voice was a sad hush on her ears. She bite her lip clenching her teeth behind it's flesh walls.
'I was born for this reason Itachi.' She spoke in his mind unable to trust her voice. She hated that he had fought every form of treatment she had offered from her body. He kept insisting she use her skills for someone more worthy. She would no longer stand for watch the light dwindle from either of her brothers eyes. Itachi gripped her hand harshly with an amount of strength that surprised both of them.
"Don't you ever say that again." Itachi hissed, "I've told you before: We are all more than just our abilities." Chi smiled solemnly.
"Yeah, yeah niisaaaan," she whined playfully a smile tugged at her lips, "Either way it's happening. Can't go back now! And Sasuke will get your eyes in good time." she giggle cheekily. He never could get her to listen to him when she set a plan out.
"Just go with the flow." he chuckled bring music to Chi's ears.
"That's right." she whispered leaning down until she felt his lips press against hers.
Chapter 4 might take a bit longer...let's hope the muses stay with me. THANK YOU FOR READING!