Haku had to cover his ears as an ungodly scream erupted from the ginger. The black-haired mist-nin was terrified. The ginger slowly raised his burning, furious gaze to meet his, and Haku found that the ginger had a kekkei genkai as well. His eyes were a soft lavender color, a stark contrast to the blazing hatred and fury etched into every line of his face. There were also concentric rings surrounding his pupil, like a ripple in a pond. Black tomoe resided on the rings, three on the innermost and outermost lines.

The ginger charged at the mirror that housed Haku. Before the shinobi had any time to react the mirror was launched backwards, repelled from the boy. He only had a few moments to escape from it before it shattered onto the stone bridge. It seemed like the repulsing power the boy was exuding also applied to the mist somewhat, and it started to move away from the ginger.

::

Midnight and Daylight had left. They were defeated by Kisame, which wasn't any big surprise. So, the shark-man decided to try and attack one of the genin kids. He was headed in the direction of where he had last seen Zabuza's protégé, when he heard the most otherworldly scream he had ever heard in his life. It struck a nerve in Kisame's body, and the Akatsuki member shivered. He rushed to the source of the noise and was extremely shocked by what he found.

Hitoshi, the Jigoku no Hi, had escaped from the ice mirror prison. The teen had unspeakable hatred etched onto his face, and killing intent poured from every pore of his body. But what shocked Kisame the most was his eyes.

They were the same ringed lavender as Pain-sama.

"I am going to kill you, and I will enjoy it a lot." Hitoshi promised Haku, retrieving his sword from where it laid, just slightly outside the boundaries of ice.

"I accept my fate." Haku nodded. He already knew he was dead. The ginger wasn't going to give him any mercy. He was different from the other genin, different from Haku. He was a true shinobi. He had killed before. "I was never much use anyways."

"Tch." Hitoshi scowled. "Well it's no fun if you give up." The ginger encased his sword in lightning, and charged at Haku, running him through. The black-haired boy was vaporized by the electricity almost instantly, not having any time to feel pain. "Lucky bastard." Hitoshi glared at the pile of ash that was dispersing along the slight breeze.

"Your eyes." A voice echoed, and Hitoshi whipped around. A wide, sadistic grin crossed the ginger's face when he saw that it was Kisame. The icy mirrors shattered, ringing Sasuke in a circle of reflective ice shards.

"Perfect!" Hitoshi cheered, his ringed eyes flashing with maniacal excitement as he located the mist-nin, tomoe spinning. "I wanted someone else to kill!"

Kisame shuddered at the jovial tone that the ginger had used. This kid had completely snapped. Kisame could see Hitoshi's teammate collapsed behind him, probably the reason for his insanity. "Look, kid, who are your parents?"

That made the ginger halt in his plans to kill the shark man for a moment. "My parents?" He questioned. "Do you mean adopted or biological, because I don't know my biological parents."

"Huh." To say that Kisame was shocked would be an understatement. He'd have to check with Pain and see if the man had a kid or something. He wouldn't put it past him, The mist-nin had seen the glances Pain sent Konan.

"That doesn't matter." Hitoshi shrugged, eyes wide and the tomoe revolving around his pupil swiftly. "I wanna kill you, so you better put up more of a fight than that ice bastard."

"Oh, I'll be much more of a challenge. I am one of the Seven Shinobi Swordsmen of the Mist." Kisame boasted, drawing Samehada.

"And, I wish I'd asked this earlier, but who made that cloak? It's so pretty." Hitoshi smiled brightly, noting that Kisame had received a new cloak sometime in the previous week. It was untouched and unscathed, a fact that Hitoshi was going to unwillingly have to change in order to kill the man.

"Oh, this?" Kisame tugged at his collar, getting slightly uncomfortable because the ginger's intense, ringed gaze. When he had first met Pain-sama, the man had given him a sound ass-whooping, and he had learned to fear those eyes. Not to mention that the kid had those tomoe, a difference that Kisame was wary about. It reminded the Hoshigaki of the Sharingan a little too much. "My leader gave it to me, I don't know who actually made it."

Hitoshi sighed, raising his sword in preparation to attack. "Such a shame that I have to ruin it. Oh well~"

"Hey, kid- wait. What if I made you a deal?" Kisame suggested, before the ginger began to charge at him. The ginger's senses and reflexes were heightened by battle and loss, and he was already a really good swordsman. Kisame wasn't so sure that he'd make it out uninjured, and there was  chance the ginger would actually kill him. It wasn't a large chance, but it was there.

"Oh? And what could you offer me?" Hitoshi tilted his head curiously, lowering his sword only slightly. His tomoe slowed in their spinning, but they were still lazily circling his pupils.

"I'll get you one of these cloaks." Kisame promised without thinking. Hitoshi blinked in surprise, before grinning widely, tomoe halting completely.

"Leave. Before I change my mind. And, so help me, if I don't get that cloak, I will hunt you down and kill you. Understand?" Kisame shivered, remembering that the kid was Jigoku no Hi, and he would do as he said.

"Right. See ya, kid." Kisame sprinted away, eager to talk to his boss. He had quite a few questions for him. And he needed another cloak, or he was going to die. The shark-man laughed. What an absurd situation.

::

Hitoshi was upset. He wanted to get revenge for Sasuke, it felt like killing his killer wasn't enough. 'Is this what revenge truly feels like? A never halting rage that will consume myself? I need to stop, to slow down. I got revenge... but it feels like it isn't enough. Like it will never be enough. No wonder people say revenge isn't the answer. I feel so empty.'

Hitoshi sighed, and grabbed a shard of Haku's ice mirror. His eyes were pulsing with chakra, and the ginger wanted an explanation. In the reflection, he could see that his eyes had turned to a pale lavender, almost the color of the Byakugan. However, there were ripple-like rings around his pupil, differentiating them from the Byakugan. Sharingan-like tomoe were positioned around his pupil, situated on the innermost and outermost rings.

"So... this is why I..." Hitoshi looked down at his hands. They were free of blood, but he still felt the guilt of killing his sisters weighing deeply on himself. "And now, Sasuke too..."

Suddenly, the mist fell away. Kakashi was standing with Zabuza, a Chidori thrust through the mist-nin's chest. Naruto was with Sakura, a loose ring of kunai and shuriken surrounding them. Tazuna was safe and behind the two highlighter-haired teammates.

And they all saw Hitoshi... and Sasuke.

"H-Hito... What happened?" Naruto was looking at Sasuke's body, slightly trembling in anger.

"S-Sasuke-k-kun..." Sakura whispered, covering her mouth in horror.

"Well, well, what do we have here?" A voice rang out. The occupants of the bridge looked towards the unfinished end of said structure, to find a short man in a tuxedo standing there. He was surrounded by men, all armed to the teeth. They were grinning condescendingly at them. "It seems the great Momochi Zabuza failed me. Such a pity."

The man begun to walk forwards, towards their group, probably attempting to look threatening. "Well, at least he managed to get rid of one of them." The man grinned. He was about to bring his cane down onto Sasuke's limp form, when he was slashed across the chest by Hitoshi.

"Well, it's no wonder that I feel so empty inside." Hitoshi grinned cheerfully, the tomoe swiftly spinning around his pupil yet again. "I haven't gotten revenge yet! You're the one that hired these guys, therefore you technically killed Sasuke. So, I'll kill you now. That's how it works... right?"

The remaining members of Team Seven were disturbed and shocked, layering onto the sadness and pain of Sasuke's death. They couldn't believe the insane tone their teammate had taken on. Hitoshi simply smiled, and Gato's men laughed.

"If you think that you're going to get anywhere near Gato-san, then you're sorely mistaken- hgrfk- gck-" Hitoshi cut the man's jugular and let him drown in his own blood. The ginger's eyes flashed, his eyes pulsing in his sockets. The tomoe were revolving around his pupil at a fast pace, disorienting anyone who looked him in the eye.

The remainders of Team Seven and Tazuna could only watch as Hitoshi performed the most dangerous dance known to man, weaving throughout the enemy and cutting them down swiftly, blood flowing like water. At one point, a man almost hit Hitoshi from behind, but was pushed backward by some kind of invisible force and flew off the bridge. But that was the lucky one. All of the others ended up dead.

Hitoshi saved Gato for last. "P-Please! I'll give you a-anything!" The drug dealer begged. "Please!"

"Fuck you." Hitoshi hissed, letting pure hatred, fury, and disgust show on his face. Then the ginger cut the man's limbs off, and watched Gato scream in agony, before kicking him off the bridge into the salt water below. He was going to force the man to drown, with no kind of escape.

Hitoshi stood, blood covering his clothes and hands, his sword dripping the crimson liquid. He stood like that for a moment, as it began to rain heavily. Hitoshi turned to his fallen friend.

The ginger sighed sadly, walking over to where Sasuke's body laid. He put his sword down, and cradled the Uchiha in his arms, tomoe slowing to a halt. Tears began to silently roll down Hitoshi face, as he looked down at Sasuke's body.

"You dumbass..." Hitoshi whispered, sobbing. "Why... why'd you do that..."

Sakura and Naruto sprinted over to the two of them. "S-Sasuke-kun!" Sakura shouted, badly withheld tears rolling down her face.

"Teme... Sasuke..." Naruto cried, clenching his fists in anger.

They were too busy crying to notice that Sasuke was waking up. "C-Chibi...?" Sasuke rasped, opening his eyes slightly to glance up at the older boy. "W-why are your e-eyes weird?"

Hitoshi gasped and looked down at Sasuke, beaming happily when he saw that Sasuke was awake and alive. "Sasuke!" The ginger cheered, hugging the Uchiha.

"Ghak- Hitoshi! Too hard!" The Uchiha shouted in pain, and Hitoshi released him swiftly.

"S-Sorry, Sasuke, it's just..." The ginger began crying again. "I'm so happy that you're alive!"

"You teme!" Naruto shouted in relief. "How dare you scare us like that!"

"Naruto." Sakura hissed, before getting down on her knees to get closer to Sasuke. "Sasuke-kun, we are all happy that you're alive! Isn't that right, Naruto?"

Naruto scoffed, turning his head away in embarrassment. "I didn't say that I wasn't happy, dattebayo."

"B-But, you didn't answer my question." Sasuke pulled himself into a sitting position. "Why are your eyes a different color? And where are the mist-nin?"

Hitoshi covered his eyes with a hand. "Well I killed Haku, Kakashi-sensei killed Zabuza, and Kisame ran off."

"Coward." Naruto spat, crossing his arms.

"And your eyes?" Sasuke asked, pulling Hitoshi's face closer to see them better. Hitoshi's breath hitched at the distance, and Sasuke soon realized what he did. "O-Oh, I'm sorry..." Sasuke muttered, releasing the ginger.

Hitoshi laughed sheepishly. "It's okay, Sasuke. And I have no clue what's up with my eyes, to be honest."

Naruto and Sakura crowded around him. "It kinda looks like Kakashi-sensei's Sharingan, dattebayo." Naruto noted.

"Yeah, with the black dots." Sakura nodded. "But the color is different, and there are these rings..."

"I don't think it's the Sharingan." Sasuke voiced. "All Sharingan are red. This is purple."

Hitoshi blushed. "You guys don't need to get so close to me..."

The three genin flushed and backed away from the ginger. "Sorry, dattebayo. It's just really cool looking."

"Thank you...? I think?"