☆Kyuubi Of The Akatsuki☆

How do I tell Him?

At the Akatsuki base

March 14th, 4 months and 4 days after joining the Akatsuki

Naruto POV

"What happened last night?"

The situation was unavoidable; no it could have absolutely been avoided. It was just my stupid mistake that brought me here.

"I slept," I answered snarkily.

Itachi narrowed his eyes and sighed. As I attempted to walk past him, he flipped me around and passively-aggressively lead me to somewhere where no-one would hear the conversation we- or at least he wanted to have.

We both sat in our respective chairs across from each other; him on a small chair with me on a couch. To my surprise Itachi turned off his sharingan.

"What happened?" he demanded.

I crossed my arm and turned my head away from him. Even though I was acting extremely bratty, I just wanted to scream all of my problems to someone, anyone at the top of my lungs. Itachi continued to stare at me, waiting for me to spill something.

I sighed shakily before telling him to piss off. As though he teleported near me, he comfortingly put his hand on my back. Somehow, I didn't feel like there a cold and ruthless sharingan user in front of me. Instead, I felt as if he were someone I could trust with anything, like a brother of sorts. I internally cursed at how easily someone could make me trust them.

"It was a nightmare, it was just so vivid and I could feel all the pain that I went through in it." My eyes became watery as I continued. "But I knew I was dreaming, I knew it wasn't real, but I couldn't escape it no matter how many times I pinched myself, or screamed at myself to wake up. It was so torturous, and yet all I was doing was reliving my life as a child!"

Itachi was visibly surprised at my confession as I began to sob uncontrollably.

"Why did it have to be me Itachi?! What did I do wrong?! Why me?!"

He sat next to me and let me rest my head on his lap. All I was was thankful, thankful that I was finally surrounded by people who cared about me. There are so many people who suffered like I had, and so many of them suffered like that for the rest of their lives. I was lucky, but I could give my luck to others, as long I did something.

15 minutes later

I finally got up and sighed. I looked back at Itachi who looked relieved to finally stretch his legs.

"So, Itachi..." I started. "Are you going to tell me your past?"

He gave a bit of a sad smile before responding.

"No."

"Come on, that's not fair!" I complained.

He chuckled and little bit, and went back to being silent. I then remembered the mission I told Pein-sama that I was supposed to be going on. I jumped off of the couch quickly, grabbed my backpack, and rushed out of the base before anyone saw me; though I knew that Konan knew that I was late.

My mission wasn't easy to say the least, it required a transformation jutsu. My job was to sketch the layout of the Hidden Mist. Surely Kisame could have done this faster, though Pein-sama doubted he would be able to keep a low profile; especially with that sword of his. The Hidden mist wasn't very far away from our base. It would only take around an hour to get there.

Eventually I arrived at the highest point of the village. I gave myself slightly messy red hair along with grass green eyes. I looked down and began to sketch what I could see, Though the mist would make it harder the see the farther buildings.

The first thing I put down was the Mizukage's Mansion including detailed weaks point that I could see. I sighed, this would likely take me multiple days if I was lucky.

2 days later

I was a little bit more than halfway done by the third day of drawing. Though, I felt like there was someone behind me, and no matter how many times I peeked behind the rocks or called to the mysterious person, I couldn't find them. I started to get impatient and slightly irritated the longer I sat waiting.

"Just so you know, if I find out that someone has been there the entire time, I promise I will break your bones."

No response. I sighed and continued sketching the village. I would here for at least 3 more days until I was finished. After around 4 more hours, I was commanded to come back to the base by Leader-sama. I figured I was safe to let my transformation jutsu go. I stretched as I prepared to go back.

Nobody popped out behind me, nor did someone abmush me from behind. I guess I had no reason to be paranoid. I hopped into the trees and rushed back to the Akatsuki base.

My conversation with Itachi lingered in my mind, I sighed softly and hoped that he kept it a secret. Nothing good would come out of the entire Akatsuki knowing.

Back at the Akatsuki base

After giving my detailed drawings , I went back to my room and flopped on my bed. I felt a little better, but I wasn't going to admit that to myself. I easily fell asleep within minutes despite it being the afternoon. I didn't want to walk outside, seeing as there was a chance that I would be bombarded by questions.

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Alright.

It's been 5 months since I uploaded my last chapter and I apologize for that.

I lost a ton of motivation but hopefully I can start posting more

Sorry to everyone who has been waiting a long time.

Thanks for reading this.

Midane