Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Blood Bond ❯ Chapter 6

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Blood Bond.

 

…Chapter 6…

 

Cry

Pain

Memory

Release

Death

 

A scream reached them even through the storm, even as lightening danced from cloud to cloud and thunder boomed unmercifully. A young dark haired boy shivering, his small nude form bent over that of another male, this one appearing around 27, his wet silver hair surrounding his face, some strands sticking to it.

He didn't remember what had happened, how he had gotten there or why he'd been naked and covered in blood, another man laying dead only a few feet away his odd visage twisted in shock and pain. His strange, bluish complexion becoming ashen as his body cooled with dead.

“Please somebody help!” the boy cried knowing he was going into shock, he… his entire body ached, like a tooth ache that started in his feet. And even as his hands worked at pumping the heart of the silver haired man below him, a man he knew a man he loved. Though he looked too old, as if years had passed instead of a few hours since he had seen his ANBU lover.

Sobs racked his frame as he lent down and pinched the others nose tipping his head back as he sealed his mouth with his own and blew all the air he could into the others mouth. Proceeding to do so again, even as the whisper of on coming people hit his ears and his hands trembling as he shook and pumped the others chest harshly, trying desperatly to re-start the others heart.

“Over here! I see them!” a shout came and tears continued to spill from the pre-teens eyes even as the man beneath him took a wet gasp, coughing violently as the boy sat back on his heals.

“Kakashi-sama,” he whispered as the man moved onto his side and coughed out the water that had entered, his dark coloured eye, the only one exposed to the world looking at the childs face as he whispered back, the wind catching his words.

“Itachi…you're back,” he said seconds before he fainted and ninja's from the near by village surrounded them.

 

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“Look boy, this can last as long as you want it too, you'll spill eventually, its just a matter of time,” Morion Ibiki said staring across the table at the small boy, his small, narrowed eyes taking in every movement the elder Uchiha made, whish were few.

“Is Kakashi-sama okay?” the boy asked, not even bothering to answer the others comment, it didn't matter, he couldn't remember what had happened, he'd lost five years and he didn't know why.

“…Stop asking that, Itachi, we all know you don't care about Kakashi-san,” Ibiki spat getting annoyed, “look Ibiki…I don't remember anything from the last five years, so I can't tell you things I don't know,” Itachi stated calmly.

“Now, please tell me, is Kakashi-sama okay? Is Sasuke?” Itachi asked his eyes narrowing and Ibiki glared at him before standing, speaking as he turned, “I'll get the Hokage, she'll tell you what you want to know, if she believes you worthy of this information.”

“Fine,” he answered and then he was alone in the smallish, dark room his hands bound by chakra suppressing hand cuffs. Worry filling his mind and soul, his heart begging to pound in alarm, why was he being treated like a criminal? What had he done? Why couldn't he remember?

The need to be near Kakashi or his beloved little brother etched itself into his being and he waited fidgeting in his chair, something he would deign himself to do, at least in the presence of others.

And what seemed like hours later the door swung open, halting the boys movements and he watched as a large busted woman walked in, her youthful face belying the years that shone in her eyes. “Uchiha Itachi…do you know who I am?” she asked taking the seat Ibiki had been in earlier, the sadist now leaning on the wall by the door.

“No ma'am,” he answered staring at her brown eyes, completely ignoring her large bust and beautiful features, “I'm Senju Tsunade, Fifth Hokage Tsunade,” she informed him and he nodded.

“Then the third has passed…” he whispered pain shooting through him, he was…had been one of the few people to see past his power, his pedigree and his name to the boy he was beneath. Like Sasuke and Kakashi.

“Yes, sensei has passed, he did so not too long ago,” she answered before saying, “Ibiki said you had some questions to ask me.”

“Are Kakashi-sama and my little brother alright?” he asked and she nodded, “Kakashi is in the medical wing but he'll be fine. Sasuke is…healthy,” she told him and he frowned not liking the way she had said that.

“You lie…something has happened to harm my brother, tell me now,” he demanded and she sighed, finally understanding what she had read in the last hokage's dairies of his duties.

“Your clan was decimated five years ago, your brother the only other to survive,” she told him, watching as tears welled up and spilled over, down the boys cheeks, “Wh…who killed them?” he managed.

“You,”

“What? I…no!”

“Yes Itachi-san…you must understand, you have whipped out the Uchiha clan, but under the circumstances, I am willing to put a pardon out on you, as it was done under duress,” she told him as he stood, his chair falling to the floor in a clatter. He backed away from her his tears falling, small sounds falling from his mouth, and he only stoped when he hit the far wall.

Dropping to the floor, he curled up and let his grief have him, “I don't remember!” he murmured as she moved up next to him. “All I remember is meting Kakashi-sama in the market place. We planned to met a little outside the village, I was there, he was late, I was attacked then nothing!” he sobbed, “Why did this happen!” he screamed and Tsunade was very glade they had put the chakra suppressors on the boy.

Meeting the gaze of Ibiki and the eight other ANBU nin that had flooded the room when the boys chair had taken a turn she motioned for them to leave, mouthing `Get Kakashi or Sasuke,' knowing the boy needed a face he knew.

“Hush, its all right,” she whispered wishing it were true.

 

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Plz Review or email me on whether or not you like it! And sorry about the delay! There will be a second part to this series, called With arms Wide open. Itachi, without the memories of the last five years tries to make up for the wrongs he does but sometimes even he needs help.

Love always

HS