Itachi POV

It's been a year. Shisui hasn't shown in a while. Sometimes I feel his presence fade and it scares me. I'm being sent on a mission. To collect the jinchuriki of the Kyuubi. I didn't want to, as it was Naruto, the boy I used to protect. But I have to keep my cover. It's me and my new partner Kisame. I try to stall as I cannot sense Shisui by stopping by my favorite tea shop. But, I can't stall forever, and soon we set out.

...

It's breathtaking as I see my brother. He is healthy, and strong for a genin. I easily dodge his Chidori, and feel immense pain as I cast the Tsukiyomi on him. His screams torture me, but I have to do this. Have to make him hate me, kill me. Shisui can't know, never will, and I will do my best to keep it that way.

... Unknown location...

"Is it guaranteed?" Purple eyes glow in the darkness as they meet equally bright crimson ones.

"Yes. I will help, only because it is unnatural for this to occur." A smirk.

"Good. I have found out about Madara. Is it true?" Purple eyes widen fractionally before the dark figure they belong to nods.

"I suspect so. It is a stand in. Something larger is being planned."

"Is there anything you want me to do?"

"No. Continue with your objective. Observe him, he acts a fool but as one says, look underneath the underneath."

"Hai. And the binding?"

"Done. You shall never truly part."

"Thank you Nagato."

"You are welcome... Shisui."