Itachi Uchiha's funeral was to be held in an hour.

Shisui wasn't ready to attend it. He didn't even feel as if he had the right to, after all he was the one who had killed Itachi. The only one who knew was Sakura, who practically stalked him for a living when she wasn't training or hanging out with her two best friends.

("Shisui, do it."

"I can't Itachi..." Shisui's voice trembled as he held a kunai in his hand.

"This is the only way. Do it for the village and our clan.")

Shisui could still remember the devastated look on Mikoto's face when it was announced that Itachi was assassinated. The look of utter despair Fugaku had. And the sobbing mess Sasuke had become when he realized his dear brother was killed.

("I'll kill him. I'll kill him." Sasuke muttered like a mantra.

"Sasuke..." Naruto muttered worriedly.

Sakura wrapped her arms around Sasuke. Sasuke finally broke down crying. Naruto had joined in the hug. The blonde and raven haired boys not noticing how Sakura smiled at Shisui.)

Shisui couldn't help but wonder how messed up Sakura was in the head. What could have caused a six year old to become...become to fucked up in the head? And he couldn't help but muse that he was also fucked up in his head, because he actually felt like Sakura understood him.

He sighed and opened the door to Sakura's house with the spare key she had given him.

"Welcome Shisui-sama." Both Sakura's parents bowed to him, their eyes glazed over.

Shisui sighed, yeah, Sakura was really fucked up in the head. Who else would use Genjutsu to turn their parents into mindless slaves? Muttering a Kai under his breath her made his way to Sakura's room, ignoring Sakura's confused parents.

Without any hesitation he opened the door to Sakura's room, and found the girl sleeping peacefully in her bed, and for a moment he almost thought she was innocent. He almost thought that she didn't put her parents under a Genjutsu, she didn't help him get away with murder, and that she was a normal girl. But he knew better. Better than anyone else, Sakura was anything but innocent.

He walked over to her bed, and shook her awake.

"Go away," She muttered cuddling closer to her pillow.

"Sakura, wake up." He sternly commanded.

The girl's eyes shot open, "Shisui?" She perked up, a delighted look on her features. "What's up?" She asked with a big smile.

"Do you know what today is?" Shisui asked, feeling a bit annoyed at the girl.

"It's Sunday."

"Today's Itachi's funeral!" Shisui glared at her.

"Oh," She mumbled. "Why are you telling me this?"

"Just get dressed so we can attend." Shisui sighed, feeling too tired to try and get Sakura to actually care.

"I've never heard about the killers attending their victim's funeral before." Sakura casually mused as she stripped out of her nightgown.

Shisui tensed at her words. She was right. But what choice did they have? It would be too suspicious if they didn't attend the funeral.

"Though I must admit, Itachi was smart enough to pull this off without anyone noticing."

Shisui's eyes snapped towards Sakura who was putting on a black kimono, "What are you talking about?"

"Shisui, do you really not know what I'm talking about?"

Shisui didn't say anything.

Sakura gave him a sly smirk. "I'll tell you if you give me a kiss." The six year old bargained. "On the cheek of course." She added quickly. "The one on the lips is reserved for when I graduate."

Shisui's eye twitch, of course Sakura knew something about Itachi's death that even he didn't know. He bent down and gave Sakura a quick peck on the cheek, and even that was enough to make Sakura flush.

"Talk." Shisui ordered crossing his arms.

"Itachi prevented the coup your clan was planning by getting assassinated. Brilliant, right?"

Shisui frowned, not even questioning how Sakura knew about the coup. "How does his death prevent that?"

"Because of Sasuke. Naruto, Sasuke and I have befriended every clan heir or heiress in our age group. That means every clan will be attending Itachi Uchiha's funeral. And that means they won't be treating the Uchiha suspiciously anymore, because really? You and I made sure it seemed like the man who attacked six years ago was responsible for Itachi's death. No one in the Uchiha clan was capable of killing Itachi, not even you." Sakura explained as she brushed her hair, talking as if what she was saying was obvious.

Shisui's eyes widened at the revelation. Sakura was right. Itachi's death was...actually beneficial to both the clan and the village. The thought of Itachi's death being a good thing made him feel disgusted with himself, but this was what Itachi wanted, wasn't it?

But...

"How did you know?" Shisui suspiciously asked.

"A good shinobi always sees underneath the underneath, and a thousand more layers underneath that." Sakura smiled extending her hand towards Shisui.

Shisui stayed still.

"Oh, and..." Sakura's smile finally fell, "I'm sorry for your loss. I can't imagine living in a world without Sasuke and Naruto. But you still have me."

Shisui took Sakura's hand in his own. Not because he agreed with her or anything, but she really was the only one he had left that actually knew who he really was.

"Itachi would be proud of you." Sakura murmured lacing their fingers together.

Shisui agreed. If Itachi's plan worked, then the late heir of the Uchiha clan really would be proud of him. And then Shisui realized something else. His best friend, Itachi Uchiha, was fucked up in the head too. After all no sane person would be able to plan their death to work out so brilliantly in everyone's favor.

Before he could completely destroy the image of his best friend, Shisui body flickered out of Sakura's room, intent on arriving on time for Itachi's funeral.

Every single clan had attended Itachi Uchiha's funeral, along with every civilian.

Shisui's gaze was fixed on the picture of Itachi on the latter's graduation day, but he could feel the knowing look Sakura sent him as she held on to both his and Sasuke's hands.

She squeezed his hand. 'See? Itachi's plan worked.'

Shisui didn't respond.

He finally realized something.

No one really cared about Itachi when Itachi was alive. But now that Itachi was dead everyone suddenly cared. As if Itachi was worth more dead than he had been when he was alive. As if now that Itachi was dead people finally realized how stupid they were being.

Shisui wondered if maybe he had been seeing things wrong the whole time. Sakura and Itachi weren't fucked up in the head, no they were sane. It was everyone else who were fucked up in the head.

Finally, he squeezed Sakura's hand back.