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Tendo - Chapter 1 - Blood Tears***

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Tendo



I - Blood Tears ***



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-- This is an alternate universe fan-fiction because the events are altered after the author's wish and so are the couples/ships (because some are mostly crack in the normal universe) and some other things. Don't like, don't read. -- -- I used: 1 Pein, 2 Pein, I consider Pein unique and without plural. --

He spent his days alone and in silence.

But that was all he needed then as the pain was too fresh. He felt a unquenchable urge to train, to burn the fire of suffering and misery with his own body... and he had nothing better to do other than waste time, because the Akatsuki won't assigns him any missions just yet, and the more time he spent doing nothing, the more painful the memories would come back. And he could do nothing but break into tears, asking himself why... but he knew, he fucking knew and that made it even worse.

He's eyes were forever red, as if they were stained with blood... like his hands...

He couldn't bare the stares of the others... He couldn't bare anything anymore...

Itachi smashed his fist against the wall crying out loud under the hot shower. He could not even bare with him... All those lies, all those schemes, all the sacrifice... all for peace... A peace he couldn't afford for his soul... He tried to comfort himself by telling he'd done this for a grater good... but it didn't help him ease the pain of losing his parents and turning his brother against him; they both were the consequences of his own actions.

He covered himself with a towel, exiting the shower, trying to focus on the action, on how the cloth rubbed his skin, pinching it, rather then the feeling. He was desperately trying to suppress any sentiment; no emotions meant no pain... Being a human made him sick...

He pulled a pair of pants on his legs with complete self-disgust, wondering why was he even staying here. And as soon as he realised someone else was in the room he remembered that without them he would have been dead by now, either by the exhaustion that Amaterasu brought once with that boars' encounter, or by starvation, because if Pein wouldn't force him to eat, Itachi wouldn't have cared about his physiological needs.

And today again, Pein came to him with a hot meal...

...but that was not the piercing-full pale faced ginger he saw everyday. Now before him stood a quite short and feeble red-hair, which was covering half of that person's snow-white face; his gaze was fixed in the ground, as he placed the food o the table in his room.

"I'm sorry, but I didn't catch your name." Itachi spoke. He knew from sight all the Akatsuki members: Konan was the woman, Orochimaru was the snake-looking experimentalist, Hidan was the religious fanatic, Kakuzu the miser, Deidara the artist, Sasori the puppeteer, Kisame the shark, Tobi the masked one and Zetsu the Venus flytrap, but this one was unknown to him.

"I am Pein" the other one answered. "The Outer Path. There are Seven of Us."

He did indeed knew about the Six Paths of Pein, but this information didn't help; before him stood the seventh. Who was he?!

"I am Nagato Uzumaki." he heard the man speaking softly after, lifting his head so that the rinnegan became visible. That's when it stroke him. He controlled the other six, like Sasori did with his puppets, only they were corpses and that's where their paleness and odd black piercings came from... But what did he want of him? Why has he standing here personally instead of sending one of his Pein here? ... Why was he truly hiding behind them?

The man chuckled. Itachi perked; was his frustration visible... or was he able to read minds... He wasn't sure what the rinnegan was capable of doing, but apparently it could resurrect dead by making them use their master's chakra. Fear crept deep in his body, making the lad tremble... He was a fool. He was an Uchiha, a bloody Uchiha with a sharingan and that's what he wanted! It was said the Sage of Six Path had both the rinnegan and the sharingan.

Nagato chuckled again: "Itachi, you have nothing to be scared of. I am not your enemy, nor do I want you powers for myself." He definitively could read minds! He stepped back.
He was breathing heavily. That didn't calm him down; it made it even worse, but this time he was more afraid of himself. Why the hell was he acting like this?! Where has his cool and rational temper gone?! ... Who was he?! He didn't recognise himself anymore in this brief moment of lucidity.

He felt the man's hand on his shoulder; it was skinny, yet warm.

"Boy, listen. I'm only here to help you." All he wanted now was to be alone... or at least not in the company of a paedophile... "Look at me!" He's voice awoke him from his thoughts. "I know you've been though hard times, but so have I, Itachi! So have I! Don't close yourself into your personal world. The pain will never go away that way; it will only make it worse. I don't want to see anyone else suffer the way I did, especially an member of Akatsuki."

"That's what you want from me?" the Uchiha spoke to himself. "You want to help me..." He broke into tears. "You want to help me not suffer like you... Why are you so kind?!..." He collapsed on his chest, crying hard, fists clenched on his loose, black robe. Nagato smiled and embraced him. It was only then that Itachi realised how skinny the man was; he was a cripple... and his tears ran even more furious down his cheeks.

"Why are you standing here, Nagato?!" he dared ask, knowing now why he was hiding behind the Six Paths, feeling a piece of his pain.

"Because we're alike, Itachi. And I wanted you to see what I've been trough; read it on my face, on my body, because I want and can read you, Itachi. I want to share our pains, because only the likes of us can do that and only we can come and help someone with the same need."

His voice and words became suddenly the medicine he was waiting for. And he was in awe of the man's kindness... he was in awe of the man himself.
Part 3. Finally. Enjoy some ItaNago.

...and some more ItaNago...

Nagato: Paedophile! Who does she call paedophile?! I love you, Nii-san!
Itachi: I know, I love you too, but you're twice my age, you know, and that is kind of...
Nagato: Don't you dare call me paedophile, wea...
Iatachi: DON'T YOU DARE CALL ME WEASEL!
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