Before I begin this last chapter I want to thank everyone who has ever reviewed...I love you all. I also love people who read it, but not as much. Favoritism to the reviewers. I hope everyone enjoys this chapter and the end of Issues with Itachi.

This chapter brought to you by: The beginning of my vacation and random morning and evening sickness. I feel fine in the afternoon but in the morning and night I am coughing and sneezing.

The Final Chapter

"Akira, I have something I want you to do for me like a good member of the Akatsuki." Madara started to ask.

"I don't want to be a member anymore. The only reason I stayed was because of Itachi and now he's dead." I replied sharply noting that Sasuke cringed when I said that, serves him right.

"Akatsuki members are Akatsuki members for life." Madara explained.

"Then what about Orochimaru?" I pointed out.

"He should have been killed."

"But he wasn't." I countered.

"I suppose we could come to some sort of agreement that will allow you to leave Akatsuki." Madara mused.

"How exactly?"

"Use your book to answer three questions for me and then I will allow you to no longer be a part of the Akatsuki." Madara announced.

"What are the questions?" Like I was going to agree without knowing what I was agreeing to.

"Where is the nine tailed fox, what is Konoha's weak point, and what is the best way to capture the nine tailed fox?" Madara answered.

"Okay." I agreed stripping off my cloak and revealing my-Itachi's outfit that I was wearing underneath. I threw the cloak aside and accidentally on purpose hit the silvery haired dude with it. Then I gave a glare to/at Sasuke, just in case I don't get to do it later before I leave.

I quickly snapped my fingers and summoned my book into my hands and asked it his three questions. My book being out caused the usual chakra spike and I ignored those who had never witnessed it before, all but Madara and myself, they were staring at me. I closed it once more and stood there staring at Madara while thinking.

"Well?" Madara asked after a while of me looking at his mask covered face.

"How am I assured that you won't back out of the deal afterwards?" I questioned.

"I promise that you will no longer be a member of Akatsuki after you tell me the answer to my three questions that I asked before. I, personally, will not stop you from leaving." Madara promised as my chakra flashed once more sealing the promise.

"What was that?" Kisame asked curious.

"Any promises made to or by a Chishiki are instantly ensured by their chakra." Madara answered for me as I looked at some squirrel that was in a tree.

"Is she looking at a squirrel?" Karin, the red head, asked.

"Probably." Kisame answered.

"I think the squirrel is spying on me." I confirmed.

"Ignore the squirrel and let's get on with our deal." Madara suggested making me look at him once more.

"Fine. For question one the nine tailed fox is in the seal in Uzumaki Naruto. Konoha's weak point is the inability of the villagers to see that Naruto is their savior and the council. The best way to capture the nine tailed fox is through use of a seal on a new born baby—too bad you have to die." I said then smiled sweetly at Madara, which if anyone knows me they know that means that I am definitely up to no good.

"Akira." Madara growled at me as I continued to smile at him.

"Promise fulfilled." I answered. "I answered your questions."

"Akira you should give him the answer that he wants." Kisame suggested.

"No." I answered simply my smile falling off my face.

"Now Akira it is in your best interest to answer my questions." Madara threatened.

"No. I refuse I have already answered your questions. Just because you didn't like the answers I gave doesn't mean that I have to answer again. That was not part of our agreement. Now I am going to walk along through this forest here and hope that I do not die alone." I told him before I turned around and started to head out of the clearing.

"Wait." Madara said causing me to look back at him.

"Yes?" I questioned.

"Are you going to keep Orochimaru's ring?"

"No, but I am going to keep my-Itachi's ring." I said turning back around (facing away from them) and waving showing the ring to them. I figured since they are ninja's they would be able to see it.

"Oh and speaking of our promise, I never said anything about the rest of the people here. I am sure that one of them will want to keep you around for some reason." Madara said probably smirking.

I quickly opened my book once more so that I could perform the one jutsu that my family has that would allow me to be transported somewhere. The main problem with this particular jutsu is that the more vague you are the better chance of it working. So I quickly said, "Take me somewhere that I will be safe!"

I landed with a grunt in the lap of someone, I know it was someone and not just a really squishy rock because they grunted too. I looked up to see who I had landed on and said, "You're alive!" then the chakra exhaustion from using the jutsu kicked in right after I whispered, "Gaara."

Continued in 'Grievances with Gaara' (Which should be out soon...really soon)

I cursed the fates, the powers that be, the big guy, Kami, whatever you want to call them/him/she/it. I had died a double agent ninja of Konoha and woke up a baby once more. I didn't remember anything about my past life until I was thirteen but it still seems wrong that I remember at all. They told me, in a dream mind you I have no clue what happened after I died, that because of the sacrifice I made in life that I would be able to remember my past life.

So now I am stuck in this world with memories of being a ninja. Memories of everything that I had to give up, memories of her. I began to distance myself from Sasuke because of the memories, because of the guilt of leaving her alone, why did I have to remember? If I hadn't remembered then I would be happily living with my little brother and my family not wondering about her. I tried finding her but I could only remember her first name, Akira—which, sadly, is a very common name.

I graduated school early and am currently the vice president of my father's company. My father is president of the company and I barely see my brother because I work all the time. Mother takes care of Sasuke, by spoiling him, while father and I ignore his existence—me because of her and my father because he's my father.

Kisame is one of my employees, when I saw him in the elevator one morning I was shocked and I promoted him so that he could work with me, and he usually convinces me to live a little and go out sometimes. That brings me to tonight Kisame had convinced me to go out with him, he promised it would only be for a few hours. All went well until the car broke down...

"How long will it take to fix?" I questioned.

"I don't know." Kisame answered.

"I have a meeting tomorrow." I pointed out.

"When?"

"Two."

"It should be fixed by then."

"The meeting is across town and I need the data for it."

"No one, who knows what they are doing, is open at this time—who closes at five anyway?—I called a tow truck." Kisame answered since he had been the one talking to the car repair place.

"It's not that late, I could walk home."

"What about if one of your parents pick you up?"

"Father is on business overseas and mother went with him."

"What about Sasuke?"

"Too young to drive."

"Any other friends?"

"No, you?"

"No, unlike you, most people are turned off by my looks." Kisame answered.

"I see."

"What's your excuse for not having anyone to call?"

"Too busy to make friends." I answered simply, yeah busy trying to forget that other life.

"Well we could walk." Kisame said finally agreeing to my original idea.

"Let's get started then." I answered impatiently.

"Wait, one of us needs to wait with the car for the tow truck."

"When will it be here?"

"All the drivers are out right now so they don't know."

"I'll walk."

"Okay, call me when you get home." Kisame said sitting on the hood of his car preparing to wait for the tow truck.

I walked through a part of town that I have never stepped foot into before. It wasn't a bad place just not that good. Well that was my opinion, key word being was, before I heard the muggers.

"Give us your money kid." I heard a voice in an alleyway say.

"No." I heard a faintly familiar voice say. I couldn't place the voice so I decided to see who was in trouble.

"This is your last warning give us the money." The thug from before's partner said as I walked around the corner and finally had a visual. There were two large, as in fat, men who had cornered a blond high school kid. Blond—Naruto,the name appeared in my head instantly when I saw the blond locks and the blue eyes.

"I do believe he said no before." I said before I had fully thought out the situation, something that usually does not happen.

"What's it to you?" one of the men asked me.

"Leave." I threatened using my most threatening tone of voice on the two men. Apparently they were chickens because they left quickly and the blond, who had been being held up by one of the men holding his shirt up, slid down onto the ground.

"Who're you?" Naruto asked looking at me and I just noticed how hurt he was. He had a black eye and several cuts, nothing major, the two men must have beaten him up before I got there.

"Itachi Uchiha." I greeted him inspecting the worst cut he had on his arm.

"I'm Naruto Uzumaki. My house is close I am sure my sister could patch me up." Naruto told me as he tried to stand up and I allowed him to use me to balance himself. "What's a nicely dressed man like you doing around here?"

"My friend's car broke down and I couldn't get a ride so I decided to walk." I answered simply.

"Then maybe my sister could drive you home." Naruto said with a huge grateful smile in my direction right before he took my arm and began to drag me towards his home. He mentioned his sister twice now, in our old world he didn't have one so I guess she is someone only in this world.

"That would be appreciated." I answered.

"Here's my house." Naruto said leading me to one of the nicer houses in the neighborhood, nowhere near as nice as my families mansion but still nice. He dragged me to the door and opened it swiftly with his key. "Take off your shoes my sister hates cleaning and claims that if you don't wear shoes in your house then you don't have to vacuum as much."

"Hn." I answered in trademark Uchiha fashion because there was nothing that I could say to that sort of logic.

"I'm home." Naruto called in a really loud voice.

"I thought that something happened, I was just about to go out and search for you." a very familiar voice called from the next room. I quickly turned my head in that direction as Akira, my Akira, walked into the room. "What happened?"

"I got attacked by two men and they tried to mug me but he came and saved me." Naruto explained as I simply stood there staring at her in shock.

"Thank you for saving him." Akira told me with a grateful look that took away what little control I had over my body that night. For the second time that night I did something without thinking about the consequences of my actions. I quickly cleared the few steps to get across the room to where Akira was and hugged her. I didn't introduce myself, I didn't talk to her, I just hugged her and didn't want to ever let go. No I wouldn't let go. This was my second chance, she is here now.

"Um, I appreciate you saving Naruto and all, but do you always hug random strangers or is it just me?" Akira questioned me with her usual humor.

"Just you." I whispered into her hair, smirking. I had found her! She was here, I could live with her here without worrying that she would be taken from me by some random shinobi or Madara. I could live with her in peace. She must be why I remembered the past.

"Could you let me go now?" Akira questioned me obviously confused and probably disturbed that some random stranger was hugging her and not letting go. Immediately I wanted to answer no but logic once again was present in my mind and I slowly let her go, for now. I am going to make her mine again, she will love me again. I found her! We will be together and neither of us will ever be alone again.

Side story of 'The Love of the Stalked'

Wow it was fun writing in Itachi's point of view, I might have to do it more often. He's obsessed. I guess this is the end of this story. I hope you all enjoyed it, I enjoyed writing it and getting reviews. It had to end because of the plot that I thought of when I started writing it. I hope you all will read my other Naruto orientated stories (which currently are: Failure to Fangirl—a GaaraXOCXSasuke story, The Love of the Stalked—a NaruHina story told in a third person's point of view and it includes excerpts from people's journals in the beginning, and the sequel to this story). Shameless plugging, shameless plugging. I'll miss this story but it will live on in Grievances with Gaara. I keep typing but I have to stop so this is the end of Issues with Itachi.