Reversed Roles(Sasuke Love Story Sequel)

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CHAPTER SIX

"Maybe, bitch. Come, Itachi. Jugo, Suigetsu, Karin, disperse." I demand, to which I am not questioned. My team goes back inside of the hideout, presumably to their rooms, or either to figure out why I'd told them to leave. Right after my team leaves, each of the Akatsuki members start to go back as well, except for Itachi and Kisame, to which Itachi politely asks him to leave.

"I am assuming you know what happened, or at least what Madara told you." Itachi says as soon as Kisame was inside the base, and he'd searched the area with his sharingan. I narrow my eyes at Itachi as he stares at me with his ruby red ones.

"Yes, but what do you mean, what he told me?" I ask him as I look him directly in the eyes, shifting my position on my feet as I start to get a bad feeling rising in my stomach. Something is about to be very bad.

"Everything Madara told you was true, however, he doesn't want you in the way you think, (Y/n)." Itachi explains, being vague. I grit my teeth slightly, getting frustrated at the way he's speaking, so secretively.

"What in the hell are you talking about, he's not trying to make me his wife or girlfriend or like, mate or anything, is he?" I ask, cringing at the though of the older Uchiha confessing his feeling to me.

"No. Did he ask you to take your sister's place here?" Itachi asks, amusement dancing in his eyes at my previous question. I glare at him fiercely for it, before thinking back to the conversation Madara and I had at the hot springs, while I was naked. I grit my teeth harder, not even realizing in that moment that I was naked. Stupid, old pervy Uchiha. But then, Itachi's question came back into my mind. How did he know what Madara said?

"That's exactly what he said, how did-" I begin, but a light growl escapes from Itachi's throat, causing me to mentally flinch at his little outburst. He's always so calm and collected, so he must be really angry right now.

"Madara wants your demon to help with the tailed beast extractions. He wants to extract your demon from your body. That's what he wanted with (Y/s/n), and she found out, so she left and brought me with her, and that's when you came along, and that's when the fight happened between the two of you." Itachi explained. With every word that rolled off of his tongue, my eyes widened just a bit more, before I became absolutely livid. That bastard was playing me like a fucking drum.

"He- he's trying to kill me?" I slightly stutter out, my shock and anger trying to break through to the surface, as well as my demon form from the strong emotions bubbling inside of me. Itachi gently places a hand on my shoulder, causing the tenseness in them to disappear almost immediately.

"Not just you, but Jugo as well, he wants him for the curse mark. He was going to try and make an imitation of Orochimaru's curse mark, but with a slight difference. He'd be able to control whoever he injects it with, for example you, and all of the Akatsuki, but I'm almost certain that he wouldn't stop there." Itachi explains, and a whole new rage filled my body. My death was one thing, but Jugo's was another.

Jugo is such a sweet guy, very caring, kind, and gentle, despite his 'illness', as he likes to call it. Jugo claimed me as his little sister as soon as he found out that my demon could calm his, and it drew him closer to me, and then, there was another person that was added onto the very short, very small list of people I actually cared about. A sudden realization hit me that if we didn't do anything right now, then all of us were going to end up dead, like the one they called Sasori. Then, my eyes widened as an idea, brilliant or not, popped into my head.

"We've got to leave, now." I say suddenly to Itachi, causing him to jump in shock, he must have been in deep thought. Once it had registered to him what I said, he narrowed his red eyes at me, but I was indifferent to his accusing stare.