Counting Stars (Itachi x fem!reader)

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(Make This Puppet Proud - Adam Hoek/Cold Cold Cold - Cage The Elephant)

~Religion, ideology, resources, land, revenge, love or just because... No matter how pathetic the reason, it's enough to start war. War will never cease to exist... reasons can be thought up after the fact... Human nature pursues strife. -Pain~

Opening my eyes, I noticed someone carrying me. I looked up only to see a familiar red haired woman, a soft smile covering her face. "Come on, sweetie! I know it's hard, but you have to say goodbye." Her words made me look at the people in front of us. Two other adults, one with red hair and grey eyes, the other one with blonde hair and blue eyes. "Bye." I said quietly. This high voice of mine took me off guard. It didn't bother me for too long though. There was so much sadness inside of me. I couldn't point out why. My emotions were just so overwhelming. I felt tears running down my face, out of reflex; I got up my hand to wipe them away.

The two in front of us were clearly unhappy. The funny thing was that I didn't even know who they were. I only knew that the women who was holding me was my mother. "We'll see us soon, right Fuyu?" The red haired woman asked with tears in her eyes as the man comforted her. She looked so sad, worried, angry... Angry with herself. "Of course. Please don't cry, it's not like we'll die." My mother tried to joke. She tried to joke for one last time. Then she turned away from them. "Goodbye, for now."

We walked down the streets, I hated it. I hide my face in the shoulder of my mother, not wanting anyone to stare at me. After a good minute I glanced to my right. Something was calling my name. This thing wanted me to look up. It told me that everything would be alright once I looked up. There I noticed a little boy walking with his mother, both of them had black hair. The boy looked at me and I panicked. He smiled at me, softly. Such a kind smile. I have never seen something like it. He passed by as I calmed down. I burried my face into my mother once again. My little hands hold tight onto her, as if I would never get to see her again.

We walked trough the gate as my mother repeated the words. "Everything will be fine." Now she hold tight onto me too. It started to hurt. At one point I started bleeding. Then I fell, I opened my eyes quickly. Everything was dark. I didn't know what to do. I fell into water, hot water. No, hot blood. Everything around me was blood, I tried to swim to the surface, my hand was already outside, but I struggled with keeping it like that. There stood a man, he seemed familiar. He seemed trustworthy. I begged him to help me, but nothing happened. I started to drown. The last thing I saw were his red eyes. These eyes... They looked like mine.

--------Nightmares suck--------

My eyes opened once again, I immediately felt pain arise in my head. To get more in the detail my eyes hurt too. Not existing would've been great in a moment like this. TOnce my vision became clear, I noticed that the ceilling was dark, there wasn't much light whatsoever. I heard voices around me, but not clear enough to tell what they were saying. There was something warm underneath the back of my head. It only took one touch for me to figure out that I was bleeding. The smell confirmed it. To be clear, I was a pro in smelling.

I took in sound too after a few minutes... Or seconds. There was no watch, where I could check the time on. "So, you're telling me I can't sacrafice her, because she'll be "useful"?!" By the way they said it, it sounded like an insult, like they were being sarcastic. At least we had the same opinion about me being useful or more like useless. Still gonna kick his ass. I sat up, taking a good look around. The Akatsuki members surrounded me, while standing on fingers?

"No, because that bitch will kill you!" I replied, yelling. Once again, I regretted my choices. This annoying headache was now even worse. I whined a little, touching my forehead carefully. Everyone was staring down at me on their little stupid fucking finger thingys. It seemed as if they were judging me. "Don't try-" He started as weird hand man told him to shut up. "Are you Uzumaki Y/n?" My eyes went to the direction of the voice. The voice came from a man who stood on the right hand's thumb. His hair were orange and he had a few piercings. "Ya, I guess so." I said, feeling a little uneasy, while still playing it cool. "So, why am I here?" I questioned. It was cold and moist in here. I tried to hide any human emotions I was feeling at the moment.

I looked at the others as the orange head, named Pain, explained some stuff. One of them caught my eyes. He had black hair and seemingly possessed Sharingan. My village talked about him quite a lot, he killed his own clan. His brother, Uchiha Sasuke, was the only survivor that day. Everyone in my village was intimidated, at the same time they admired him. His actions motivated me to think, until my brain hurt. The massacre took place 5 years ago, maybe he had a reason to kill them or maybe he was just a terrible person. I didn't know him, so I had no right to question anything he did. But still, I questioned his motive.

Pain made me pay attention once again. Mainly due to him mentioning the words "join us". I moved, so I'd sit cross legged. "So you want me to join you, hm?" I spoke after clearing my throat. Looking down at the ground, it seemed as if I was thinking. Well, I was, but not about whether to join or not. I urged to mess with them, to make them feel inferior to me. At the same time I knew that this would have been stupid. I sighed, choosing the boring approach. "Yeah, sure. Whatever." After releasing the possession jutsu, which was currently possessing the ground, I healed my wound. I looked at Pain, waiting for him to say something.

That day I joined the Akatsuki. With that finding a place to sleep, to eat, to live. I received a cloak and a pretty cool ring. The ring was black, on it stood 黒 in white. So much trouble for such little pay back. I couldn't help, but feel bad for those, who had to "kidnap" me. While it was fun for me it sucked for them. Either way, they had now my company. Therefore they were probably happy.