The Sun under the Fan

By: theunknownvoice

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

A/N: This story will most likely be in three parts. It was meant to be a one-shot but managed to outgrow that vision.

Part I-Innocent Beginnings

She hid behind the comfort of her father's right leg. Her eyes closed but she could still feel the piercing gazes of the dark eyed strangers. Her mother wasn't present. The frail Hyugga was pregnant and unable to attend the meeting. That was what four year old Hinata had been told but the truth was that the woman was heavily sedated after struggling to prevent her husband's plan.

Years later Hinata would learn the true purpose of the meeting and the reasons behind her mother's absence. Throughout her life her mother would remain a gentle dream, a first remembrance, and a faint shadow that was irreplaceable in her heart. But over time the image would fade until there was only a faint lingering feeling of happiness when Hinata thought of her okaasan.

Seiko Hyugga would die cursing her husband. Her grief at the loss of her firstborn would meld into hatred. A hatred that would gnaw and fester throughout her pregnancy making her weaker than she already was. It would spread like a cancer in the end consuming her with loathing for former beloved and pain at the memory of her tiny daughter. She would give into the darkness of death finding a comfort from her pain leaving not only one daughter motherless but two.

Hanabi would have no sister. She would grow cold and distant as the Hyugga household continued into decay. Her beauty would fade and become like the coldness of her family's compound. There would be no one to tend her bruises, no one to whisper subtle encouragements or to offer a tender shoulder to cry on. She would be alone.

Neji would remember the shadowy image of his gentle cousin. She would remain the image of a dream to him. There would be no gentle smile or sweet voice in his life to take the pain. He would grow into a hard man enraged at the clan and angry at the clan head for disposing of the true heir.

But that would be years later. For now little Hinata hid behind her father's legs as the adults whispered.

"You are sure of this Hiashi?"

"Fugaku, I have thought of nothing else. My daughter isn't of any great worth to me. She is weak."

"But to give her to us--"

"It does not matter. She is more of a burden than anything else. Besides aren't you always looking for a way to strengthen your clan?"

The Uchiha said nothing as he directed his cold eyes towards the small child. "There can be no way to undo this once it is done," he warned his Hyugga counterpart.

"I kept her to indulge my wife's weakness. Take her. I have no use for a weak heir," Hiashi replied.

Hinata watches as the two men kneel over a scroll and slice their fingers. The blood trickles down in a heady sensation sealing not only the bargain but the fate of Hinata herself.

-

Hinata trembles slightly as the dark eyes peer at her measuring her worth. She has been in positions like this before in front of her father and the council. Each time she has heard of the weakness she fails to hide and each time she promises to become strong. Even at the tender age of four Hinata is aware that she undesirable as an heir.

Her father says nothing as he turns from the room. His cold eyes focus only on the pathway in front of him. He must see his precious wife and prays that this time she bears a strong son.

Hinata tries to follow her little legs shaking. Her voice wobbles as she calls out to her father but he does not change his course. She tries to run but one of the four dark-eyed strangers blocks her path.

There is silence for a few moments while the Uchihas whisper amongst themselves. The little Hyugga stands alone. Her white eyes glazed with fear and sadness.

Gently Fugaku picks up the shy former heiress. She is of greater worth to the Uchiha than she has ever been to the Hyuggas. It is not for herself that she is valuable instead it is for the bloodline lingering in her veins.

Hinata is carted off to the Uchiha compound and from then on her life is marked changed. Never will she have her birthright. Instead she will be a mother to future generations of Uchihas who will have the double-edged blessing of a mix of sharingan and bakugan. Her fate is chosen and as much as Hinata longs to fight against fate she is only four years old and she is tired.

She drifts to sleep on this strange man's shoulder as her tears water the lifeless Hyugga courtyards. The little flower that somehow managed to bud in the land of the icy Hyuggas will forever be transplanted into another garden. Never will the Hyuggas value the brilliance of the rising of their sweet gentle sun until the sun is lost with a fan covering her brilliance.

-

She wakes in a small bed. It isn't like her room at home. It is white walls and a plain room devoid of even the simplest affection.

Her small eyes search the room for some sign of her mother. She wanders the hallways to find herself not home but in some unknown household.

"You're awake," says a woman.

She gazes at the woman with the dark hair and eyes. A beautiful woman with a soft smile that engulfs Hinata but still makes her shed tears. She longs for her mother and the pretty lady is not her mother. Her mother has the white eyes of the Hyugga while this lady is like the dark eyed strangers.

Gently, the woman pulls the girl towards her. It is an act of comfort that Hinata understands perfectly. The little girl leans further into the woman's embrace allowing the sweet smell of wildflowers to drift over her.

"There now," the woman whispers as she rubs Hinata's small back, "I know you are afraid. You miss your mother."

The child stares up in wonder. "Can I see her?" Hinata squeaks.

"No, you will live here now. It will be alright."

The child stood there shaking but the woman did not let her go. Instead she led the little girl gently into the kitchen. It was early morning and none of the men of the household were awake yet.

Mikoto sighed. This was no life for a child. The girl should be with her mother not in a strange house where her fate will be decided. She smiled slightly as the little girl sat next to her watching with interest as breakfast was made.

-

Hinata smiled under the guidance of Mikoto as she too helped make breakfast. It was a beautiful illusion made by the two females in the quiet of that first morning. Mikoto who had longed for a daughter now found herself drawn to the little creature at her side. She smiled as the pale eyes grew less sad.

Hinata did not understand but she trusted the pretty lady with the laughing dark eyes. Her voice would not whisper. Still Hinata was content in the silence as she watched Mikoto's hands fly across the kitchen.

The world only existed of them until the sound of footsteps echoed across the floor.

It was early still but the boy was used to waking before dawn. It was in the morning quiet that he could train the best while his father and little brother slept. Normally his dark eyes would scan the kitchen and then go on his way.

His mother would always be up early long before dawn. Her hands would be stained with rice. Her brow would be sweating and her hair would be flying from its confines as she toiled over breakfast. Still she would smile a small tired smile and hum to herself as he walked out the door.

This morning his eyes caught sight of the tiny little helper next his mother and refused to move.

Hinata stood on a stool watching in awe as Mikoto shaped the rice balls. Gently she too cupped her hands shaping the perfect circles. Her hands moved back in forth in a hypnotizing pattern that trapped her watcher.

His sharingan activated as she watched her little hands pat the rice back and forth. His eyes studied the small girl in the pale kimono. She was tiny not much younger than Sasuke. Her hair a deep black with blue flickering through it was unlike any Uchiha he had ever seen. He was so fascinated that ten minutes passed with him watching the little girl.

Mikoto felt the slight waver of chakra as her eyes turned to see the blood-red gaze of her nine-year-old son peaking from the doorway. His gaze was so intense that Mikoto found herself curious. Her eyes flickered between her son and the object of his curiosity. Her surprise was great when she realized that Itachi had been watching little Hinata who remained oblivious to the entire scene.

Mikoto turned to look back only to discover that her son was gone.

-

Training hurried in a frantic pace that morning as Itachi practiced his taijutsu. His thoughts weren't focused on his training as he continued to think over the little creature in the kitchen. She had been moving her little hands cuddling the rice and forming semi-perfect rice balls. She was making breakfast, his breakfast.

He raced back from training determined to get to breakfast early. He wanted to further examine this strange creature particularly her face which had been hidden from view. Instead of a seeing the little stranger at the table he found Sasuke and his parents patiently waiting for him. Breakfast commenced in the utter silence of the Uchiha household.

In a side room a little girl silently ate her breakfast alone. She had been happy with Mikoto making the simple breakfast. All was wonderful until Fugaku woke up.

"Mikoto, why is she here?"

"She woke up afraid. I kept her with me."

"She can't eat breakfast with us."

"Why?"

Fugaku's eyebrows rose at his wife's question. Normally Mikoto would act very submissive to his will. "The Council hasn't made a decision about her. It's best if we don't become attached to her."

Mikoto nodded understanding that perhaps it was better not to introduce the little girl to her two sons. Who knew if the child would be staying with them or another branch of the Uchiha?

Tenderly she led Hinata into the little room. Her eyes rose briefly to meet husband's steady gaze. As much as she longed to keep the little girl as some type of daughter she knew her place in the family. Fugaku was the master and she was but the servant.

She didn't dare mention that Itachi knew of the girl's existence.

-

The maids giggled as they scrubbed the struggling girl. She was a new doll for them to play with. The laughter and the tugging of the little girl continued. They painted her face and put flowers in her short hair.

They giggled as they sorted through kimonos around selecting the perfect hues to match the little one's delicate skin. Mikoto-sama had entrusted them with the dressing of the child and they would not disappoint the great lady. It had been a long time since they had a child to play with anyway. Sasuke was too much of a boy and Itachi was practically a grown man trapped in a nine year old's body.

They bathed her in perfumes and put her in a dark blue kimono which brought out the blue highlights in her black hair. Such a beautiful little girl and a shy one at that. Hinata had blushed as they hustled and bustled over her. She was used to having only her mother's old servant dress her. This was an entirely different experience.

They praised their new creation before dragging the child to the room to be presented.

-

"Quit doing that," Itachi whispered. He hated these gatherings. He could be doing something more productive like training or practicing with Shisui.

Sasuke glared at his brother but continued scratching his neck.

"Quit it," Itachi said his temper rising slightly.

"But it itches," Sasuke whined pulling at his collar.

Itachi frowned but said nothing. From what little information he could squeeze out of Shisui the meeting had been arranged at the last minute. They were to be in their best clothes and on they're best behavior. Their parents stood slightly ahead of them. Their father dressed in his police uniform and their mother in her best black kimono the Uchiha fan proudly embroidered on the back.

"Ni-san what is this meeting about?" Sasuke asked. He was sleepy. Normally, he would be at home sleeping or playing instead of in a room with stuffy adults.

"I honestly don't know," Itachi answered.

Sasuke frowned slightly. His brother always knew.

The elders assembled effortlessly. Decisions had been made and they nodded to the clan head to speak his piece. Fugaku approached his dark eyes as expressionless as ever.

"Last night an agreement of equal support and alliance was reached between Hyugga Hiashi and myself. In return for Uchiha support in Hyugga matters with the Konoha council, Hiashi offered up his heir to increase the Uchiha bloodline."

Murmurs ran through the gathered Uchiha. Sasuke stared at his brother wondering what to make of their father's words. The four year old was very confused and it didn't help that the normally emotionless Itachi looked slightly dazed. Both brothers remained silent as their father continued speaking.

"She's young still only four years of age but already she shows promise. She does have the bloodline. Hiashi, however, views her as too weak to be heir to the Hyugga."

Again the crowd was worked into several conversations.

"Poor girl," some of the women uttered.

"The Hyugga always did make questionable decisions."

"The bloodline will be stronger with the merger of two kekkei genkais."

Slowly the little girl was led from the back room to stand next Fugaku. She recognized the man who had carried her and spoken with her father. Still her knobby knees banged together as she stood in front of the crowd of gathered Uchihas.

Mikoto's eyes turned away from Hinata and towards her two silent sons carefully analyzing their reactions.

Sasuke's eyes widened as he saw the little girl. She looked so scared with her knees banging. He smiled softly maybe now he would have someone to play with. Ani was always busy and otoosan never spent much time with him.

Itachi's gaze remained indifferent even though his heart was beating faster. He gazed at the little creature recognizing her from the kitchen. Now that he could see her face he could slightly admit that she was a pretty little thing but it was obvious she was weak. Her knees continued banging and she looked utterly miserable. Her eyes were glazed with a faint sadness and her smile was wobbly. She was weak and shy as her redden face proved. She was an object of interest to Itachi who had always been strong.

Arguments broke out among the Uchiha.

"She should be given to a husband now."

"Arrange a marriage with one of the children."

"Allow one of us older men to have her. The lot of us are in our twenties and need wives. Promise her to one of us and let us raise a wife to our standards," announced one of the young Uchihas.

The Council considered the proposal with utmost care. The Hyugga was trouble. She would strengthen their bloodlines but she was still young. She needed to be cared for and treated like a princess until she could mother children.

Mikoto frowned over the Council's words. She gazed a cold fierce gaze her black eyes focused on the small girl. The child didn't deserve this fate. She would be given to some random young man like a prize who would not wait long for her to be of use to him. He would treat like an instrument, training her to his discretion, forcing her to his will until he had broken her spirit. Hinata would be made a mother as soon as possible regardless of her chances of survival.

Mikoto shivered as she gathered her courage to speak. "I will take the girl. I will train to be a good wife and mother."

Silence entered the room as Fugaku looked at his wife.

"Mikoto-sama, you're offer is based off of great generosity but to give the girl to a man that will be her husband—"

"With all due respect councilmember, will it not be better for the girl to be raised in a proper household? These men know nothing of caring for a child. She will wither and die with them. I will raise the girl as my daughter. I will teach her the proper ways of our clan so that she will be viewed a great prize for the Uchiha. She will bring us honor and I will make sure that she understands her place and duty."

Fugaku looked at his wife steadily. It was not that he didn't love Mikoto, he did in his own fashion, but he had always thought his wife incapable of disobedience. He knew of her longing for a daughter. She had given him two strong sons.

"Very well Mikoto," Fugaku said, "your argument has raised valid points. I support my wife's opinion and also join in her request."

Fugaku moved to kneel down next his wife smirking slightly at the shock on her face. The two remained bowed before the council for several minutes until a decision was made.

"Until the child is grown she is under the guardianship of the clan head's wife," the council's speaker stated.

-

Hinata was silent as the maid who had escorted her led her over to Mikoto.

"Mikoto-sama," the maid said as she bowed before leaving Hinata with the clan head's wife.

Gently Mikoto guided the child towards her husband and sons. "Hinata-chan, you will live with my family from now on. These are my sons. The elder one is Itachi and the one that is your age is Sasuke. This is my husband Fugaku. You've met him before."

Hinata nodded dumbly looking over the strangers. Fugaku wasn't paying much attention to the little girl.

The boys were very different. The elder looked around the meeting room bored. His cold eyes met Hinata's for a minute before he turned to watch other people. The younger one was practically gapping at the little girl in front of him. She smiled slightly at them and Sasuke smiled in return.

Itachi only watched with slightly narrowed eyes.

-

Mikoto braided her hair trying not to think about her past. She had been arranged to marriage as child and had known her entire life. She had found him somewhat predictable but then there were days like today when she felt that she didn't even know her husband.

"I was proud of you today," Fugaku whispers to his wife.

Mikoto's eyes widen in shock as she gazes at her normally impassive husband. "Why did you support my claim? You do not wish for the girl to be here."

"You were right that it is better for the honor of the clan that the girl be seen as a prize instead of just a simple breeder. And I wanted to see my Mikoto happy."

Mikoto says nothing as her husband's arms begin to snake around her pulling her close. He would demand his rights and she would not be able to refuse.

Fugaku is a possessive of man. All people are seen as possessions to him. She has known that she was his slave for a long time. She only prays that Hinata does not share her fate. The little girl does not deserve to be a slave and Mikoto has long since given up faith that her sons will not become slavers.

-

Hinata giggled as Sasuke chased after the cat. They had first seen the little grey kitten early this morning. The two five year olds had made the decision to catch the kitten and make it their pet. It was more like Hinata wanted to catch the kitten and Sasuke wanted to make her happy.

The pair had become best friends since Hinata's arrival. They went everywhere together. Sasuke who was obsessed with training had Hinata go out to the practice field with him. Long hours were spent in the training field and Hinata smiled as Sasuke practiced. She loved to watch him regardless of whether he hit the target or not.

The pair raced around the Uchiha compound as they pursued the cat. They crashed into buildings, ran into people, and scraped up their hands and knees. The cat was the objective in Sasuke's mind. He needed to get that cat because Hinata wanted it.

Sasuke was really simple minded when it came to Hinata. He hated seeing her cry, liked to see her smile, and would do very stupid things just to make her laugh.

It was late afternoon when the two children gave up the chase. They were covered in thick layers of dirt. Blood was caked on their elbows and knees. They were exhausted and still had no cat to show for it.

When Mikoto found them she almost fainted in shock. Quickly she ushered them towards baths and made them lunch. After convincing Sasuke that a nap would be a good idea, she tucked the two children in.

Mikoto was making dinner when Itachi entered the house.

"Tadaima," the ten year old called out.

"Okaeri," his mother replied.

The silence in the house made Itachi slightly nervous. Normally when he came home Hinata would be giggling and Sasuke would be shouting. He gave his mother a questioning look.

"They have been running around all afternoon trying to catch this cat," Mikoto explained her hands flying across the kitchen.

"Cat?" Itachi asked his eyebrows raised.

He had just gotten from a mission and has exhausted.

"A gray kitten that Hinata wanted. Apparently it's been living around the compound."

Itachi said nothing as he went out the back door. The rain had come to the compound and the night air was thick. Itachi shook his head he must be out of his mind.

It was past midnight when Itachi returned. Mikoto had waited for her son not knowing where he had gone. Fugaku had been slightly angry at his eldest disappearance and demanded that Mikoto not save the boy dinner as punishment.

Itachi looked more like a drowned weasel than ever. The rain hung in thick layers and his clothing stuck to him like a second skin. His eyes were exhausted and his body was stiff from the rain and cold. His coat was in his arms and there seemed to be something squirming in it.

"Itachi," Mikoto called out softly to her son.

He only gave her a tired smile before heading towards Hinata's room. The little sunshine slept her face in an angelic pose. Often Itachi would sit in her room and watch her sleep. While she was awake Hinata tried to avoid him like most of the others did. Most of that was his own fault he mused. He never played with the younger children or indulged in childish prattle. He was too busy being a shinobi. He was already an academy graduate and soon he would most likely make jonin.

Hinata stirred slightly. She turned to look at the shadow in the corner of her room. "Itachi-nisan?"

"Hai."

"Nisan, I'm so happy you're back from your mission. I missed you."

"I'm glad to be home too, Hinata-chan. I brought something for you."

"Something for me?"

The white eyes were wide with wonder. Itachi never brought things home from missions unless ordered to by Fugaku or it was someone's birthday.

"Come here, Hinata."

Hinata slowly walked closer to him and watched in fascination as he jacket continued to squirm. Carefully Itachi unwrapped his coat. Hinata gasped.

There in the middle of the coat lay the gray kitten. It looked slightly soaked from the rain but there it was.

"Does that make you happy my Hinata-chan?" Itachi asked the girl.

She laid the kitten down on her bed before running over and hugging him.

"Arigato, nisan," she said squeezing him tight.

Itachi wrapped his arms around her and stayed with her until she fell asleep. Gently he moved her back to her bed. He stroked her face as she drifted of to sleep with the kitten at the foot of her bed.

"I care for you, my Hinata. Soon you will know how much."

He schooled his face back into his normal expressionless visage leaving his little sun to sleep.

-

Hinata moved softly. Sasuke had recently started attending classes at the academy. Seven year old Hinata missed Sasuke while he was gone. She spent hours alone. Even Tiger, her cat, was of little company while Sasuke was at the academy.

Mikoto-san had started to teach Hinata the properness of being a wife. Hinata had several duties to attend to. She assisted Mikoto with making lunch for Fugaku, Sasuke and Itachi. She learned of household accounts.

Still Hinata was lonely. Sasuke spent all day at class and then returned home to continue training. He needed to be strong, to prove he was better than Itachi. Hinata knew all of Sasuke's dreams and she didn't hate him for leaving her alone during the day. He played with her for long hours in the night but it was different. She no longer was his constant partner. Now she was only a little doll waiting for him to return.

She continued to move softly. She wanted to know that she could do it. She was used to him being there now that Sasuke was busy at the academy. This wasn't the first time she had followed him either.

Itachi had never caught her watching him. She loved to watch as he practiced with the kunais launching himself from the lower branches. He practiced hard almost as hard as Sasuke did. It wasn't hard to realize that the two brothers were gifted. Both were geniuses but Hinata was used to watching Sasuke practice.

Itachi moved quickly and Hinata's eyes followed his hands making the signs. He was quick, faster than Sasuke and most of the jonin in the village. Hinata would blink and Itachi would be at least twenty yards from where he originally was.

She had been following him for three months now during that time Mikoto said she could play. Playing by herself was lonely and though she loved her dolls and other toys she preferred to be running around with Sasuke or following Itachi.

This afternoon the routine had been broken lightly. Itachi had gone deeper into the woods then he usual. The trees were thicker and closer together than they were in the normal practice area. Moss grew in thick patches and small flowers bloomed among the great trees.

Itachi practiced as he always did. The taijustu was first, then shiraken, kunai, and finally ninjutsu. Hinata watched everything her white eyes taking in Itachi's movements. There was grace in everything he did. Raw power and predatory instincts flowed off him in flowing waves as he moved.

It startled Hinata that he could be this way. She was only seven but she was so used to the silent stoic nisan she saw around the house. Itachi had always been a secret to her and now that she saw him fight she wondered which mask he wore.

Her eyes flickered for a single moment and in that moment Itachi had disappeared and Hinata felt a hand around her throat.

"If you were the enemy I would've killed you. Do you have any idea how dangerous it is to follow someone?"

The voice was low engraved with a hunter instinct.

"I'll let you go little sun if you answer my questions."

She nodded softly and felt the hand relax its hold. Itachi's eyes were the red tint of the sharingan. The red eyes with the three black pupils bore into her.

"You've been following me Hinata-chan."

Hinata trembled slightly. She knew watching Itachi wasn't the best idea. He was one of the best shinobis in Konoha. She should've guessed long before now that he knew she was following him.

"I didn't mean that offend you nisan," Hinata whispered.

Itachi's eyes narrowed slightly. "Why were you following me little sun?"

"I-I-wwwas lonely," the girl stuttered.

Itachi was silent a moment. "I understand. You can watch me train but be where I can see you. I don't want my little sun to accidentally get hit by a kunai."

Hinata smiled softly before nodding. "Maybe I could bring lunch with me, nisan."

"I'd like that," Itachi said giving her a slight smile.

-

In a year the leaves of Konoha grew with every passing glance. Three of the leaves of the Uchiha compound had grown over time.

Eight year old Hinata happy marched after Itachi running to catch up. Watching him train when he was not away on missions was part of her routine. Her days were spent in a clocklike pattern. She trained in the manners and propriety of a housewife with Mikoto until noon. Then she watched Itachi train and ate lunch with him. All her other time was devoted Sasuke.

The little girl still trotted after her childhood friend unknowing claiming his heart. Sasuke was still everything to Hinata. He was a bright beckon to the little Hyugga who had lived so long in the dark.

Sasuke was bored. His mother and Hinata were in town today. Mikoto had insisted that Hinata needed to visit the seamstress. Hinata was quickly outgrowing her clothes from two years ago and desperately needed some new outfits.

Normally he would be asking his brother for more training. Itachi would always flick him the forehead and claim to be busy. Sasuke didn't want to ask for training today but rather he needed advice. He had found his brother sitting in his bedroom examining a pile of scrolls.

"What do you want Sasuke?" Itachi asked bored his eyes never leaving the scroll.

"I need to talk to you, nisan. I need some advice."

Itachi's eyes immediately jerked away from the scroll. "What now otooto?"

"How do you know if you're in love?"

"You're too young for such things Sasuke."

"Ni-san, I want to marry Hinata. She is to be betrothed to a member of the clan. I want it to be me. I love her."

"Feelings change."

"I know she loves me too. She's happiest when she's with me."

"Feelings change," he replied flicking Sasuke in the forehead.

"Why do you always do that? You flick me in the forehead and then dismiss me like I'm a pest. I don't have to listen to you."

"You think not?" Itachi asked his sharingan blazing.

"Have a good afternoon ani," Sasuke said before running the hell out of there.

-

"I need to ask you something Hinata-chan," Sasuke whispered.

Hinata smiled slightly as she followed her friend into the woods. She was slightly worried. She had never seen Sasuke like this before. His hands shook and he stuttered as he spoke.

"Hinata—I—I—I…promise not laugh."

She nodded softly.

"I lllllo—Hinata I'm the most important person to you?"

Again she nodded.

"I love you Hinata."

It was sputtered out quick as if he was afraid that the words would die on the air.

Hinata only blushed before stuttering out, "I—lllove you too, Sasuke-kun."

Sasuke smiled. "Will you marry me?"

Hinata nodded her head.

Up in the tree tops Itachi watched his eyes narrowing in the unsuspecting pair.

"Feelings change," he whispered but whether it was to reassure himself or convince his brother he could not say.

-

Itachi was never rash. Everything was always planned out in such a detached manner that one wondered if he ever got passionate about anything. There were few things in this world that Itachi valued.

He had always been strong. So why he valued a weak girl had no real meaning to him. It just mattered that Hinata was what he wanted.

He had been quiet about his feelings unlike Sasuke who wore his heart on his sleeves. No, to Itachi love was a foreign concept but wanting, and possession those he could understand.

-

"You're becoming a disappointment me to me, Itachi. Why you don't take your responsibilities with the clan seriously I'll never understand."

"I apologize for displeasing you father. It was not my intention. But I already know that you don't trust me."

"On what grounds do you make that ridiculous claim?"

"The fact that you have Shisui spying on me."

"Itachi it isn't what you think."

"You don't trust me. You want to control me. Shisui just seemed like the perfect person for the job. But that isn't the case."

"What is it then?"

"Give me the one thing I want: Hinata."

To be continued…..