Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ The Reason ❯ One Shot ( One-Shot )

Disclaimer: Me no own Naruto, me bonk you if you try to sue.

This is my short, yet kind of interesting take on Itachi killing his clan.

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It had been almost a year since his last attempt to end his own life. He hadn't managed it, and had used a healing technique to heal his wrists. Sasuke still idolized him. He couldn't die with Sasuke loving him. He couldn't. Nobody knew what went through his mind. It wasn't as though anyone could have noticed it, had they looked for it. He kept it hidden. Slowly starting to cut deeper, only on parts where no one would see. He always wore pants, and a long sleeve shirt, otherwise someone would have noticed.

Itachi sat restlessly. He knew his brother would be gone for a long while. He had time to relax. His mind was still racing. He needed to know, could he do it. He had long since given up suicide, so he needed someone to kill him. He had decided a while back. Almost half a year prior to this night, he had realized that he couldn't escape until there were no ties. He would have to put them all to rest. Silently he apologized to his family. He hoped that his plan would work as well as he had calculated.

"Sasuke, don't disappoint me." Itachi rose and left the house. He easily jumped to the roof, and sprinted into the woods. He had set up all that he would need for the night. Sasuke had been on his way home. He could feel it in his chest. Sasuke was home. He would be asleep in an hour. That was the time to act. He slowly slid into his assassination uniform. He drew the strap of his long Kodachi sheath slowly over his shoulder and fastened it to his chest. He drew it slowly, and examined the blade. `Perfect' he thought coldly. He counted over his weapons slowly. Plenty of kunai, shuriken, he knew already. He had been rechecking it for over a month. This day had been on his mind for too long. He knew Sasuke would be crushed for this, but no ties could be left. Sasuke had to hate him, if he didn't, the plan would fail.

"Good-bye, brother." A tear gathered at his eye, and he quickly wiped it away. He knew this was it, it was endgame. He activated his Sharingan and rushed toward his house. He carefully stifled the screams of the guards as he slit the first's throat, and split the second in two with a slash from his Kodachi. Several people exited their houses at the noise. He rushed them, easily slaying two. Two began throwing Kunai, while a third ran to alert the clan leader.

Itachi easily caught the Kunai, and quick as lightning, shot them back, most of which aimed that the one fleeing. His Kodachi twirled.

"You're fearful aren't you?" the man didn't have time to respond. His head was split from his body the second his mouth opened to scream. Itachi continued his extermination. He hated himself for it, but that didn't matter. He already hated himself more than anyone could have imagined. He, the captain of the anbu, one of the greatest shinobi of the leaf, who easily had a great life, hated himself beyond comprehension. It was when he first spilt blood that he began to become cold.

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A young boy, only twelve in appearance glanced at the two Chunins he had been leading, lying lifeless full of shuriken. Itachi was scared. He hadn't expected to be attacked so soon. They weren't even out of the Fire Country yet! He drew four Kunia and readied himself. The attack came swiftly, and passed swiftly. He hadn't even realized his own reaction. He now only had one kunai in his hand, and his face was covered in blood. He glanced around. The two Stone Shinobi who had rushed him were lying on the ground with Kunai poking straight through their throats. A third was limping away. Each step the ninja took crashed down on Itachi's mind. His Kunai had nearly hit it's mark, but the Shinobi had shifted his leg. It hit directly under the knee cap. The blood over his face trickled down into his eye. His hands came to his face as he shrieked in terror. The Shinobi flinched in surprise and stumbled. He couldn't move his right leg, it was simply dead. Itachi lost it. He drew another kunai, launching it at the crippled man and followed through with his other kunai in his left hand. Just as the Kunai met its mark in the man's chest, Itachi thrust his into the man's throat. He ripped the head off, and was showered in blood.

The other Chunin in Itachi's squad caught up finally, and saw his leader lying on the ground, sobbing. He had his arms folded under his chest, and he was gripping something. The Chunin stepped up to him, surveying the carnage. Four dead. He looked with concern at the child before him, who had told him directly that this mission was completely under his control.

"Itachi?" The boy looked up at him, shocked. His eyes were wide with fright, and bloodshot. Itachi was completely covered in blood. Pink cracks in the crimson on his lips showed just how thorough the coating was. Tears continued to stream from the eyes. The Chunin finally recognized what the boy was cradling. It was someone's head! He took a half step back. "Itachi…what…ha…" The man rolled to the left and dodged the Kunai that would have easily split his head open. Itachi's arm was extended, and he was no longer crying. His eyes were wind, but they had a glint of insanity in them. Another Kunai flowed from the boy's fluid subconscious form. "Itachi! Stop!" He dodged kunai again. He grabbed the boy, and he screamed in pain. Dropping Itachi, he removed the kunai from his stomach. "Itachi…what have you…" His face was white as a ghost. He dropped to his knees holding his stomach in pain. Three more Kunai struck his body, killing him instantly.

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Itachi shivered from the memory. He looked around at the bodies lining every street for nearly half a mile in every direction. He walked to his house; the only people who hadn't come out were his own parents. Reaching his house, he placed his hand on the door. He could feel it, Sasuke was stirring. Itachi flung the door open and rushed inward, instantly meeting his father.

"Itachi! Don't…!" He was cut off as a Kunai hit his chest. Itachi grabbed his collar.

"Hi, dad." Itachi smiled psychotically at his father. His eyes widened as he used Mange Sharingan to kill his father. He dropped the limp body to the ground. His mother looked at him in fear. She screamed as he stepped forward. Itachi twitched. Sasuke was awake, moving towards the screams. Itachi kicked his mother to silence her. "Quiet!" She was hushed. Itachi reached slowly and grabbed his mother by the throat. He jerked his wrist violently. After hearing a satisfying snap, he dropped his mother. The door to the entry of his home opened. Sasuke's hand dropped from the door. His eyes were wide with shock.

"I-i-itachi…! What'd you do Itachi!!" Tears streamed down Sasuke's face. Itachi winced. He couldn't stand to see his brother this way. He knew instantly he couldn't try to kill his brother. His brother was no match for him, but he couldn't do it. There was no chance. Sasuke's expression turned to rage, and he rushed forward. His kicks and punches were sloppy from his blindness, and none connected to Itachi. With a swift blow Sasuke was down again. Itachi glared at him. Sasuke cowered.

"D-d-don't k-k-kill m-m-me!" Sasuke whimpered.

"Pathetic. You're useless." He turned away to leave, and glanced back at his brother. "Live in fear, and hide. Live pathetically and survive. Become strong Sasuke, and live life to its true potential." Itachi turned and walked away leaving his brother to mourn for their clan, and to deal with the circumstances.

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For years Itachi wandered with his partner. He continued to train, and eventually became a feared S-Rank missing-nin. His thoughts never wavered from his brother. He knew that Sasuke was training to kill him every waking moment. Itachi waited for his brother to come end his pitiful existence, if it could be called an existence. Itachi looked over the burning village he had just desicrated. No one had come close to matching his power. He couldn't bring himself to commit suicide, and he couldn't help but slaughter anyone who opposed him. Sasuke was his only hope for escape. He decided that he would wait until Sasuke came to find him. He would never find his brother. He had killed off all his clan, and had scorned his brother. Itachi Uchiha had nothing to live for, no village, no family, no friends. He was the perfect tool for Akatsuki, and he would remain one until Sasuke finished what Itachi had started.

`Sorry little brother. I'm so sorry, so selfish."

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Wow, don't know why I wrote that >.< I just kinda did… I suppose I'm procrastinating from my REAL fan fic by writing one shots that are non conclusive, and often pointless.