Your talented, Ima! You will be the leader of our village!

Grandpa's voice rang in my head as I ran blindly through the forest, trying to escape the fate that had been sealed for me at birth.

But, you see child, if you run, Madara Uchiha will find you, and you don't want that?

Remembering that, made me think that what I was doing was foolish. I couldn't stand a chance against Madara. He is an Uchiha, and if what I have seen of Uchiha confirmed my fear, if I run, I had better be good at it. Itachi. He left the village, when I was Sasuke's age. I didn't like any of the Uchiha's, all a bunch of gloomy gloomys. Most of them were dead anyway…

That was five years ago~~~

Today, I am fourteen. My name is Ima Kurohoshi, one of the elite Akatsuki members. I have been ever since I ran away. No remorse in doing so. I have no partner as such has died, just like Pain. Just as my Grandpa promised, I was found by Madara, him now been the leader of the Akatsuki, but most of the other members know him as Tobi. I am still proud to say, the youngest member of the Akatsuki is myself, but I wasn't a happy bunny when Team Taka arrived. Bringing yet another Uchiha to lower the happy mood. Madara is alright, almost bearable. But I have always hated Sasuke. Last time I saw him, he was a student in that Ninja School. I wonder what happened. I don't know the details of Itachi's death. Nobody tell me anything, but I have a feeling that Sasuke is stronger than he looks.

"Ugh…" I shoved myself of the things we all call beds. "Anyone up?" I whispered, knowing if anyone was up they could hear me, and not loud enough to wake anyone up. Not that there was many to wake up, just me Zetsu and Madara, and Team Taka are staying in the hideout until Team Kakashi stops snooping around. We all stayed in a big room since half of the building got blow sky high thanks to Deidara, back when he was alive…

"I'm up! Why do you care?" A female voice said from the other end of the hall. Must be Taka's Karin, I don't think she has much purpose; she can sense chakra, that's about it.

"I care because I was bored, thought Madara might be up so we could start doing something, doesn't matter, no one of importance is awake." All I heard was a snort of disgust. I really didn't care. I walked over to the bell that signalled everyone to get up, it normally meant food, but this time it meant an impatient teen was about to get real bored. I stuck it loudly three times, and heard a flurry of complaints and bed springs.

"Ima?" Zetsu popped his head out from the wall besides me, "Good morning, I was up you know, making breakfast. Trust you to not look in the beds. Madara is not going to be happy…" He trailed of floating back into the wall.

"Good morning too you too!" I yelled into the wall.

"Ima?" A gruff, old and not happy voice said from behind me, "Ima, I was hoping I could sleep for another three hours. It is only 5:14." I almost laughed at Madara's uncanny ability to tell time with no clock, but thought against it. I shuffled my feet and looked guiltily at the bell.

"WHO WOKE ME UP???" Jugo shouted from the other side of the room, whilst stumbling over in my direction, I could see he was trying not to kill me. "I WANNA KNOW!" I watched as Karin and Suigetsu tackled him animatedly, and quite comically.

"Calm down Jugo." A slow, Ice like voice calmly whispered. Madara seemed to be awake as soon as he realized Sasuke was active. It almost made me ill to see the love Madara had in his eyes for that boy. He never seemed that way towards Itachi, I think it was because Itachi was going to die anyway, Sasuke seemed to have more intent to stay alive.

Team Taka walked over to us just as Zetsu came through the wall, handing me an Orange. "This is what you had to wake up early to make?" I muttered dryly to him as I peeled it.

"The bacon was burned…" He muttered back nibbling on the peel as I wrinkled my nose.

"Why were we woken up, Madara?" The icy voice said again.

"I don't know, Sasuke. Why don't you ask her yourself?" Sasuke turned his eyes slowly to me. I wonder why his every move is slow. I just stared back, shoving a piece of orange in my mouth every now and then. After two minutes Sasuke removed his eyes.

"Whatever. It doesn't matter." He waves his hand in the air and walked away slowly, Karin in quick pursuit. The other two followed shortly after. I rolled my eyes and walked towards the living room, yes, we have a living room. I didn't seem to want to do anything anymore; Sasuke just brings you down like that.

I plopped down on the sofa staring at the walls, wondering if chocolate still tasted good. I know, weird thoughts right, well, I am sure it still tastes just as good. I snapped out of my thoughts because I could hear fast breathing at the door, wasn't Madara, certainly wasn't Sasuke.

"Where is he?" I turned to see a short, spiky haired blond boy with what I supposed was whiskers?

No way!

I wasn't?

It ISNT? Is it? The Nine-Tailed Demon Fox? Naruto?