Now What Have I Gotten Myself Into? ~Enter Konoha's number one knuckle head

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Chapter 4

Surrounded by the rocky terrain darkened by the night sky, we had found our target away from the Hidden Stone Village. Kisame had broken off with us while Itachi and I had tracked our target. Standing face to face with him to the right of Itachi my straw hat pulled low over my face. These past few days I had wrestled with my decision. He isn't a Rogue and for some reason I told myself that is what makes a criminal in this world. Yet, Kisame was right. Here, No One is innocent. They are all murderers, thieves, and scum.

"Akatsuki!" Kousotsu Raiku gasps as his cold brown eyes move over our cloaks. The wind picks up causing our clothes to flap in the wind. "What do you want?" He snarls and I nearly look at Itachi.

"You." He says, his voice void of emotion and empty of meaning like usual. Definitely not happy about what we must do. Kousotsu's eyes widen and I feel Itachi move a split second before I run behind our target. I nearly frown when he goes silent as Itachi catches him in a genjutsu.

"Making this way too easy." I mutter pushing my energy into my hand and shoving my energy blade into his back. Making it so my energy could be seen coming out the front of him at his heart. Two on one. Is always so simple. It's pathetic. I listen to him cough, the blood gurgling in his throat as Itachi's jutsu is broken from the sudden surge of pain going through Kousotsu from the wound.

Growling at the strong scent of blood I release my energy causing my hand to become soaked in blood. Pulling my hand from his chest cavity I allow him to fall to the ground. His eyes wide with fear I crouch down next to him his blood pooling at my feet. "You're dead." I mutter to him just before his eyes haze over and the last bit of air left escapes slowly. With a sigh I grab the red cloth at his neck and stand.

I know better then to say anything about this being too easy now that it's done. This man was a Jonin and it was my idea for Itachi to place him in a genjutsu while I do the finishing blow. I should be glad that my plan went so smoothly. Looking to Itachi I watch as he turns and starts walking leaving me to follow him. Pulling the bloody heap up off the ground I pull him up onto my back leaving his feet dragging behind me with my forearm resting on my shoulder. Walking up next to him I watch ahead of me not needing to even wonder about what is going through Itachi's mind.

The fact is. It's been almost three years since Zetsu told us that Sasuke went to Orochimaru. The time is coming closer for the pedo snake's body transfer jutsu. Itachi, is worried. Now looking up at him I bite my bottom lip feeling it want to tremble. Our time together is short. "Itachi." I say quietly and I could feel him nod next to me. "Remember when I told you that there is another way rather than letting your brother kill you?" I look down at the ground trying to choose my words.

"Yes." He says and I nudge him lightly with my shoulder if only to feel the physical contact.

"Take me with you when it's time. Together we can bring Sasuke back from the brink of his insanity. We can save him." I mutter and nearly look down before I feel a hand on my shoulder. Moments later my heavy luggage is pulled out of my grasp taking the weight off of me.

"What do you have in mind?" He asks bringing my gaze up to his. Looking into his onyx eyes makes me smile as we start walking again towards the drop off point where Kisame should be waiting for us.

"Show him, he's wrong." I mutter quietly more to myself even though I knew he was listening. Both of these men, are dear to me. I can't let their story play out the way it is suppose to. There is too much, unnecessary pain. There has to be a way to change it.

Looking up towards the rock facings I stop. An energy I have not felt in a very long time lingering over the ground like a mist. A thick residual energy that was causing my body to break out in goosebumps. "Kira?" Itachi asks when he realizes I had stopped. My heart begins to hammer in my chest not wanting to peel my eyes away from the energy.