"Itachi..."
Your voice was barely above a whisper but you knew he heard you. His dark eyes shifted to yours at the sound of his name...you felt like you couldn't breathe as your eyes met his. This can't be real...it can't. How can he be here like this? After everything that has happened and what he has done...
Your heart pounded in your chest and your breaths quicked the longer you stared at him...then his eyes slowly trailed from yours and to your body...his eyes slightly widened at your appearance before narrowing into a glare. If looks could kill, you'd most certainly be dead...You immediately regretted throwing a robe on rather than getting dressed...
Itachi's eyes then quickly retreated from your form as he side-eyed the man beside him.
"Kisame. Take care of the jinchuriki."
The man known as Kisame smirked as he tightened his grip on Naruto's shirt.
"What about the other brat? Quite the interruption she made...how about I teach her a lesson when I'm done?"
Itachi's eyes sharpened at Kisame's words.
"I'll handle her."
"I see...so this is the girl?" Kisame began as he turned his attention back to Naruto.
"Always wondered what she looked like." He added causing Itachi to shoot him an icy glare before he turned his attention back to you.
You weren't focused on him though. Your attention was on Naruto who tried stabbing a kunai into Kisame's hand that was wrapped around the collar of his shirt.
"Leave (YN) out of this! If you so much as touch her I'll kick your ass!" Naruto yelled but your vision of the two was quickly obstructed by Itachi as he blocked your view of them.
You could hear Kisame as he began yelling at Naruto but you could no longer see them. You clenched your jaw. You had to do something! You made a move to go towards them but stopped as you remembered Itachi was in front of you. His eyes were no longer their usual ebony but blood red as he activated his sharingan.
Your heart raced at this and you quickly began putting distance between the two of you. You had no weapons. All you had were your taijutsu and your ninjutsu. You had no intention of close combat with him without a weapon. His eyes trailed after your form as he quietly observed you.
"Running won't save you." He coldly spoke before appearing in front of you.
Your eyes widened at this and you quickly began forming handsigns. You only had one weapon against him--one weapon against the sharingan. Your kekkei genkai. You hadn't used it since your uncle broke the seal from the Kazekage but it was now or never.
"Smoke Release! Shroud of Smoke!"
Itachi's eyes widened as you blew a large plume of thick black smoke towards him. The smoke swirled and expanded around the two of you and you quickly backed away from Itachi as the smoke concealed your form. This was the first time you were able to produce this much smoke. You had a feeling your uncle would be proud and you couldn't help but smile in pride. Your smile quickly faltered as you realized the smoke not only hid you but also Itachi...
Well, at least he can't use his sharingan...
It was a feeble attempt at comfort and did little to ease your nerves as you quickly moved through the smoke.
You were making your way towards the sound of fighting but quickly stopped in your tracks as a fist flew past your face. Your eyes widened as you stumbled backward, barely dodging a kick to your head. If you weren't so fast Itachi would have hit you.

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Fanfiction(YN) Fenikkusu is a small, relatively weak girl. Despite her size, she makes up for it in speed and sheer willpower. This isn't enough for her though. She wants to become stronger to not only learn to control her clan's secret jutsu but also to find...