"Yow, man. It's been so long, huh?" Said a raven man to another long haired man while gently patting his shoulder.

"Shisui..."

"How you're doing now, Itachi? Feeling better?" Shisui asked.

"Hn. Seems like that. By the way, I'm here to know which prison Sasori's in? I'm sure he'll be out by this week."

"Owh, that red headed guy, right? I think I saw his records at Abashiri." Shisui replied with his usual relaxed tone.

"I see... Then, I'll be there if you need me in anything. Thanks again, Shisui."

"I think it's not the right time yet to thank me, Itachi. You know what happened at Roppongi, right?"

"I know. I'm going to take over this case."

"I see... Wait, what?! How-" Shisui unable to finish his words when Itachi already showed him his badge.

"I went to the Police Academy in Hong Kong to fulfill my free time. I passed." Itachi explained in a rather too easy way.

"But, you know who's involved-"

"Yes. We promised to meet again. And this time..."

***

The next day, you get into your black Jaguar and adjust your position before pressing the foot break to start the engine.

Before you start driving your sport car, you drift into your mind again, counting how many days have left since you last saw your father. Does he has any wrinkles now? Do girls still screaming at the sight of him? Well, maybe not.

You remember the last time you saw, maybe it was 7 or 8 years ago. It was during your grandfather's funeral. He was grieving at that time and then you just left during the funeral making him fell into raging fire. Throwing curses and kicking everything that was on his sight.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING, (Y/N)?! IF YOU DARE, THEN LEAVE! DON'T LET ME SEE THAT FACE EVER AGAIN!"

Those harsh words still booming in your eardrums until now. That bastard Kabuto came to pick you up for the war, just to watch the three kings to fall apart but that is not what happened first. It was your relationship with your father crumble apart first.
Since that moment, you have a slight anger and rage towards Kabuto but fires even more when you saw he shot Drako like it was nothing. Osmanthus fell that day.

Sehoon was in a deep sorrow and depressed when his best friend died in front of him. He wanted to beat him but never had a thought of killing him. He wanted to have his revenge and his efforts manage to tear Higanbana down, a few really died in Sehoon's hand like Tayuya, Jirobo and others. Kabuto ran away while you tried your hard to calm Sehoon down.

Kabuto is the real psycho when he went to shoot Sehoon's little sister before trying to destroy Osmanthus for good. He went for killing spree and that's what made Nagato and Yahiko being killed that night.

Knowing what he had done, you felt nothing but rage for that four eyes. Not enough with that, he invited you to join the Akatsuki gang, the real Yakuza gang which makes you really want to kill him for good. He manage to get away but Sehoon shot him twice that night to have his revenge. After doing that, what Sehoon did is still unbelievable.

He jumped from the a 20 floor building and met his ending there.

What makes it worst was that Kabuto survived. He went back in Akatsuki and you never heard about him ever again.

Things went on into the pitch black path when you stopped attending your medical school and join hands with those who are with you now. Now, you're managing a big technology corporation with the RedMoon.
The dreams of your father which you wish to fulfill is now lost, just like that.

You sigh, "Am I regretting what I'm doing now?"

You smirked and punch the steering, laughing at yourself. "It's not like I can go back like how things are... I'm already this far now..."

Your eyes become hot out of sudden but you quickly wipe the tears away, ready to head to your original journey.

***

You park your car in front of the house that you grew up in. It's been a long time since you visits here. Feeling a bit nervous, you ease it with a lit up cigar between your lips. Inhale it for one time before puffing out a good amount of smoke from both your nose and throat. That burning sensation that fills both your lungs is enough to ease your cold feet for a moment.

Then, you heard the front door clicking before a very familiar voice that you misses so much greeted you rather coldly.

"Are you going to stand there and freeze to death?"

You look at him and tried to carve a smile but produced a weird expression in the result. You want to go inside but felt very afraid at the same time.

You saw him left the door open and went inside by himself making you feel guilty. You inhale the cigarette a few more times before threw it, stomp on it to put the fire out and went inside.

You wanted to say 'I'm home' like how you used to say but now, your voice just stuck in your throat. You take off your shoes and went to the living room where your father used to hang out in.

"Let me get this straight." He suddenly voiced out. "I'm going to move to my family's house. Just take this house or if you don't want it, just...do whatever you want."

You were very surprised with this, "What? You called me to come back just to tell me that you're going away?"

"You?" He looked at you furious. (It is considered rude to use 'you' while talking with our parents in Asia. You can be disowned by doing this)

You quickly cover your mouth and look away because of how he changes his tone just now. Without even looking at his face, you know how furious he is right now.

He stood up while looking straight into your eyes. "I've been soft enough while raising you, not like any other parents out there and now...I pay the price... I don't want to be strict with you because I don't want you to feel pressured! To feel unloved! To know that I love you more than this whole world including my life!!! And now!! Look at you!!! A leader of a criminal gang... You know that the whole neighborhood, the whole school, the whole country is talking about your dirty works!!! If you don't feel ashamed about it, think about this old fart here! I...I never...even raising my hand to beat you...not even once! But look at what you gave me in return... You throw sh*t on my face! Are you proud now?!"

You're too stunned too speak and not even realizing that you already take three steps back from him. You wanted to defend yourself but...you don't know how... Or, is there any need to defend yourself now?

At the end, you didn't utter a word. It's just...you can't find the right word to express everything. You're the one who chooses this path and you know it very well about the consequences.

"If you have nothing to say, just get out of my sight! Even after I died, don't-"

You can't take it anymore and quickly intercept him from finishing his words. "To-san! Don't say anything like that!"

"Oh, now you want to call me as your father. Where were your manners just now? Gone? Hey, listen carefully. This father of your's is very old right and I can die at anytime-"

"To-san!"

"You don't want me to say those things but why did you do all of those things?! Hatake (y/n)! Why?!" He asked while gripping your shoulders.

You still unable to explain- no. There's nothing to explain about. You know very well that what you're doing is not the right thing but still...you think it is necessary to do this.
Without having an answer for his question, you just turn your face away from him to avoid his stare.

"See. Even you don't have the answer..." He sighed and release his grip on you before continue to say, "From now on, do whatever you want,  I won't interfere or even complaint anymore. I won't help you or even bat an eye anymore. Now go. If you want to see me, just come over during my funeral-"

"To-san... Please...I'm begging you..." You said while trying to hold his hands but he quickly withdrew them from your reach.

"Get out. Now."

Again. It happens again.

You slowly turn around and left the house. You glance at that house again. This house gives you a lot of emotions as it was the place you went through your best and your worst. But during in this house, you realized you're not alone...but now...

You sighed. There's nothing you can do now.

Suddenly you felt a faint vibration in your pants pocket where you kept your phone is. You picked it up and stare at the screen for a good while.

Makoto.

"Ane-san, a new detective is on our tail now. And this guy is a big trouble too."

You clicked your tongue in annoyance. "Just give them some money like we always do. If that won't do, just tell Aki to take the trash out."

"Money will never be an issue for him, neither fighting as well. I told you he's a big trouble."

"Do I need to settle this myself then?"

"Maybe this will match to your liking, Ane-san."

Your face changes into a confused one before asking your brother again. "What do you mean, Makoto? Stop toying with me."

"Uchiha Itachi is back."