Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Rebirth ❯ Nothings Sacred ( Chapter 1 )

Rebirth

Chapter 1

Nothing's Sacred

 

 

Itachi was more then fed up with this clan. It didn't help that everywhere he turned was another Uchiha telling him that he needed to keep doing his best for he was the Prodigy and everyone was counting on him to succeed. He was so sick of that term. The Prodigy. It was like some great thing that he should be proud of, but all it brought was bitterness. The only thing that made him proud was the fact that Sasuke was still the only Uchiha that saw him as a simple human being. Only saw him as an older brother and some one to look up too. Eventually though, Sasuke would be sucked into all the clans expectations and rules. This made Itachi even more bitter. He didn't want his innocent little brother to be corrupted by such pointless garbage.

 

He had just made the ANBU Black Ops team and they were already discussing making him into the captain of his squad, because his abilities were unmatched. He supposed this was something that he should be proud of, but he only resented it for it made the clan ecstatic and added more praise, plus responsibility on his shoulders. He would come home every day to find his father waiting for him. It would start out with the normal praises. `That's my son.' Or `Now you are living up to the clan name. I'm so proud.' Itachi was so sick of hearing the same thing over. He had it practically beaten into his head on how he was the clan pipeline to the village and how he needed to do what was best for the clan.

 

No one ever took a step back and wondered what was best for him. Maybe he didn't want to be the Prodigy. Maybe, just maybe, he wanted to be a normal fourteen-year-old boy. Heaven forbid he bring such a subject up to his father, for the man would probably have a heart attack or simply beat the shit out of him for ever thinking such a thing. So Itachi would just stay silent and let everyone assume that this is what he wanted for his life, that this is the role he wanted to take. He would continue to be this so called Prodigy for as long as it took for him to grow strong enough to deny the clan.

 

Nothing's Sacred

Nothing's pure

Nothing's scared

Anymore

Forget salvation

Forget the cure

Cuz nothings sacred

Anymore

 

Itachi made his way down the busy streets of the Uchiha district. Kids played in the streets without a care in the world. Something he was never able to do. He watched as the older clan members were stop to watch him pass. Phrases drifting in the wind about the Prodigy boy and how he was such a great ninja. Words of his accomplishments reaching his ears, but they did nothing to make him feel good, instead the resentment grew in his soul. This clan was absolutely worthless where they stood.

 

Nobody thought for themselves anymore and they just did as the higher ups told them too. The Uchiha clan was slowly starting to take over the village too. The police force was already run by most of them and they were starting to take over more dominant establishment. No matter where you went there was already a horde of Uchiha's there waiting for you.

 

 

I've seen it all

I've seen it all before

It's such a bore

You sell your souls like whores

 

Sasuke was running toward him at top speed as soon as he entered the doorway of his house. The boy was excited and talking nonstop about the report card he had just gotten from his first term at the academy. He took the offered paper and couldn't help but frown down at it. Sasuke was number one in every category they had to offer at the school. Itachi's brows knitted more at the thought that it was already starting.

 

The clan had already infested Sasuke's mind with the idea of him having to be better then Itachi. That he had to surpass him. Or their parents had. Either way, Sasuke's innocence wasn't so sacred anymore. He was starting to feel the beginning sprouts of jealousy and resentment all because of the clan.

 

Itachi looked down at his little brother and poked his forehead as he walked by placing the card on the stand next to the door. He knelt down to undo his sandals, Sasuke jabbering in his ear the whole time. There was something about a meeting that dad was talking about and that seemed to stop Itachi in his tracks. Yes, there was a meeting with the head of the clan. Every male was suppose to be there as a requirement. If they weren't there would be hell to pay, but Itachi had long decided that he wasn't going. He had better things to do then to cater to the clan.

 

 

You've killed

Free will

Free Me

From responsibility

You hope

You pray

You'll be the one who's saved

 

 

That night had been hell for him. He had argued with his father and got Sasuke in trouble for being up so late. He didn't care though. He had a mission that he was already preparing for and no matter what his father had demanded of him, he was not going to this meeting. It was for all the brainless clan followers and he was not one of them. He had something else on the agenda, which was knee deep in the river water as he held Shisui's head under the current, until the man stopped struggling against his hold, body going lax.

 

Itachi let his hold lessen and moved up the bank of the riverside, not bothering to look back on his dead cousin. Instead, he made his way back to where his mentor was waiting for him. As soon as he arrived, Madara was waiting for him outside the cave. He was praised for his accomplishment as his mentor wiped the blood away that was streaming down his cheeks from his eyes. He had officially just obtained the Mangekyo Sharingan.

 

 

Nothings scared

Nothings pure

Nothings scared

Anymore

Forget salvation

Forget the cure

Cuz nothings sacred

Anymore

 

 

Itachi woke the next morning feeling slightly disoriented. It took him a second to realize what exactly had happened last night. Then it came rushing back to him to the point of making him dizzy. He collapsed back onto his pillow and stared up at the ceiling. He had really killed his best friend and was one-step closer to destroying the clan. He couldn't exactly decide if he was happy about that or not. The only thing that kept flashing in his mind was Sasuke.

 

He pushed himself back up and started to dress for the day. It was his first day off in forever and he had a feeling he was going to get some unwelcome visitors. He was dressed and out the door before he could think too much on it though, making his way down the hall to the kitchen. His mother was busy making breakfast and Sasuke was sitting at the table all chatters. Apparently, their father had already left for his day at the police force. This made Itachi's morning a little more bearable.

 

“Nii-san, are you okay?” Sasuke asked him softly, bring him out of his thoughts.

 

He gave a soft smile that he only ever let Sasuke see and nodded his head yes, to the question presented to him. He knew this wouldn't appease his little brother, but Sasuke was also smart enough to know that it wasn't a discussion he cared to have with their mother present. Soon the boy's mindless chatter picked up again until food was laid out in front of them.

 

Itachi found that his appetite had eluded him and he couldn't bring himself to eat much. His nerves were a little fried because he knew his father was going to come home on his high horses and rim him a new asshole for not being at the meeting last night, plus Shisui's death. Yeah, Itachi wasn't going to hear the end of it. He knew that he was going to have to deal with that soon, but couldn't bring himself to care. He had tried to get the clan to realize that he didn't want to be put on the goddamn pedestal but no one bothered to listen and now they all needed to pay.

 

 

I've asked you all

I begged you all before

Give into evolution

But you've rather buy absolution

 

 

Itachi came strolling out of his bedroom, practically getting knocked over by his otouto. He grabbed the boy's arm to stabilize them both, then wait for Sasuke to catch his breath. The boy looked like he was about ready to cry. This worried Itachi. He lead them to the side where they both sat down on the edge of the walkway. That's when he notice that Sasuke was gripping tightly to his report card.

 

“Do you hate me Sasuke?” Itachi found the words leaving his mouth before he could stop them.

 

“No aniki, I don't.” Sasuke said with a heavy conviction.

 

Itachi looked out into the sunny backyard. He always knew that this day would come. He could already feel the negative vibes flowing off of Sasuke and knew the boy was already starting to grow a deep-rooted resentment for him. He knew that he was going to have to water that seed and help it grow. He didn't like it, but it was the reality that they were going to have to accept. His brother was going to have to become his biggest rival if the boy was going to survive this shitty clan.

 

 

You've killed

Free will

Free me

From responsibility

You hope

You pray

You'll be the one who's saved.

 

 

“You will one day understand that this was the path chosen for us. I will forever be in your way. I will always be the stepping-stone that you will strive to reach. No matter how hard you try, I will be the one that you have to surpass.” Itachi hated saying it, but it was the truth.

 

Sasuke didn't say a word to the things he spoke of and Itachi preferred it this way. He really didn't know if his heart could of handled what his brother was thinking on the whole situation. All he knew was that he was ultimately doing this for Sasuke in the end, even if the by hated him for it. It was just the way it had to be.

 

His name was called in the distance and Itachi rose to his feet to see what the commotion was. He was pretty sure the time had come and he was force to talk to the elder Uchiha's about not being at the meeting. He was also pretty sure that they would blame him for Shisui's death, but things were already in motion and he wasn't worried about what they had to say. It wouldn't matter in the end.

 

He remembered losing his cool, which he didn't do too regularly. He probably would have done a lot worse if it hadn't been for Sasuke's sweet innocent voice crawling into his half-crazed brain. It wasn't time yet for Sasuke. Itachi needed to remember that. He had to be patent a little longer his brother's time for corruption would come, but not like this. Not by the clan. Not this time.

 

 

Nothings Sacred

Nothings pure

Nothings sacred

Anymore

Forget salvation

Forget the cure

Cuz nothings sacred

Anymore

 

 

Itachi was feeling good. There was the essence of fresh blood split along the darken streets of the Uchiha district. The night was his to rule as he destroyed the one thing that had made him the way he was today. None of the Uchiha sheep had a chance to defend, because the big bad wolf had ridden in with the night air and slaughtered ever last one of them.

 

He had finally accomplished his goal of doing away with such a wretched clan and now all that was left was the worst of the whole Uchiha. His own father. The one man who bowed down to the clan symbol every morning in hope of good fortune. Well, Itachi was about to give him the fortune he was looking for in the form of heavenly white wings and sounding trumpets. He was going to do the one man in that had utterly destroyed his life and never once stopped to see what kind of damage he was doing to his own sons in the process.

 

Itachi would be lying if he didn't feel bad about killing everyone in the clan, but this was his mission and he was nothing but accurate when it came to accomplishing his orders. No thanks to the Uchiha clan. He wondered what they all thought now, about producing such a cold-blooded killer. Did they ever regret the choices that they made? Itachi couldn't care less. He was almost free of the last of this god-forsaken clan.

 

 

There's no salvation

There is no truth

We are your retribution

We are the brutal youth

We are the future

We are the past

We are your guilt trip

And we are your class

 

 

Itachi watched the dead bodies of his parents fall to the floor lifelessly as their blood intermixed just as their body fluids had to produce him and Sasuke. Now there was one more tie to the Uchiha clan he had to deal with and that on thing was moving toward the door at a swift pace. Itachi moved into the shadows as he watch them slid open and Sasuke came barreling in.

 

He found that his heart jumped painfully in his chest at the thought of hurting his brother, but he stilled his heart. He had to do this if everything was going to go according to plan. He stepped out of the shadows and the look that fell on Sasuke's face was almost enough to bring Itachi to his knees but he hardened his heart and stared at the boy he was to utterly destroy. The one that he was to corrupt that was once sacred, the one that he was to rip all innocence from. His beloved otouto. The only Uchiha he had ever loved.

 

 

Nothings sacred

Nothings pure

Nothings sacred

Anymore

Forget salvation

Forget the cure

Cuz nothings sacred

Anymore.

 

 

End of chapter 1.

 

 

Kitty- Song- Nothings Sacred

By- London After Midnight