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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Choose_Not_To_Use_Archive_Warnings, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Naruto
  Relationship:
      Uchiha_Itachi/Uchiha_Shisui, Namikaze_Minato/Uzumaki_Kushina
  Character:
      Uchiha_Itachi, Uchiha_Shisui, Namikaze_Minato, Uzumaki_Kushina, Uchiha
      Sasuke
  Additional Tags:
      Kiki's_Delivery_Service_AU, AU, Witches, Underage_Sex, Incest, Cousin
      Incest
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-02-27 Chapters: 1/3 Words: 2439
****** Dearly Beloved ******
by Sinsrose
Summary
     It’s tradition.The leaving of the small town that they call home.
     It’s been in the family for years to do so. It’s been passed down in
     witches family’s for when their children reach the age of thirteen to
     leave home and train for a year. It has always been something that
     has been on the families mind, but it’s never normally rushed, but
     then again this isn’t a normal witch family.The Uchiha blood has
     almost always been one that has done things traditionally and over
     the years it has always fallen though with such things. The family
     may seem strict in nature but it cares for children like you wouldn’t
     believe.
It’s tradition.The leaving of the small town that they call home. It’s been in
the family for years to do so. It’s been passed down in witches family’s for
when their children reach the age of thirteen to leave home and train for a
year. It has always been something that has been on the families mind, but it’s
never normally rushed, but then again this isn’t a normal witch family.The
Uchiha blood has almost always been one that has done things traditionally and
over the years it has always fallen though with such things. The family may
seem strict in nature but it cares for children like you wouldn’t believe.
There’s a system that had been in the family for years upon years. The witches
branching back generations and further back in the blood, much further than one
realize. Though the branches are much more scattered now in that bloodline,
many Uchiha still remain to date. Which would lead us to the current day of one
boy’s mark of being thirteen. It’s late and in the summer months, almost August
when it’s established for him to leave. The air is almost cool compared the
sticky days that were in this month. The nights leaving a rather chilled air,
but none the less a comfortable one. The air blowing a slight breeze between
the trees, leaving a chilled wind.
There’s soft chatter between the people, family that are outside watching the
skies for what seems like seconds. Faded twilight giving away to a dark night
sky lit by stars that twinkle. Soft whispers that are of relatives talking and
whispering about the voyage the young prodigy of the family will make tonight.
He’s not the only one that had left.
His cousin had left years ago, it’s a fleeting thought that makes him fidget,
ever so slightly. He had watched him leave that day for his year of training,
and he had settled in another city in Japan, he didn’t say where but he had
written letters to the teen. Which had made him happy and gave him something to
pass time in waiting for his own leaving. The prodigy isn’t one that minds his
leaving, no he’s happy with the thought of leaving.
 
He’s talked to his mother countless times about it. The only one that is upset
about him leaving is his little brother Sasuke whom will understand in due time
how exciting it is but also nerve wracking is to leave home and start
new.Unlike most witches of his age, or even witches in general, the animal in
which Itachi has is a crow. One that is named Yatagarasu. It’s indifferent
considering most of the family had a cat for an animal, Sasuke’s got a small
black cat that’s a runt in Itachi’s eyes.
Speaking of his brother he can hear him whining now. His voice a bratty child,
Sasuke has always been attached to him, but tonight is Itachi’s night. His
mother is soft speaking to him wishing him will with his year of training.
Speaking words of how intelligent he is, and how talented of a child he is. His
lips pursed at his mother’s comments but none the less a mirth of a smile that
touches upon them.
"Thank you, Kaa-san."
He mutters politely with a small smile to his mother, but before she turns away
her fingers hold out a small necklace one that has been in the family for
years. A corded necklace that has three circles upon the cord, that have two
small beads by it. The center circle having the sharingan symbol on it that
dates back decades ago when their blood had a gift in their eyes. His mother’s
fingers moving to claps it around his neck, with her small fingers letting it
rest upon his neck. 
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His eyes looking from her to his father. Whom in term gives him a short
blessing one for good luck and approval that Itachi does take in stride, his
fingers clutching the black fabric of his cloak closer. It’s customary the
cloak, though he had made his own with the help of his mother months ago. His
top, though it is fishnet almost looks formal considering it is just a small
amount of netting on it, and then similar colored pants that are upon his body.
In a black color, for girls it is customary of a violet dress, or a shade of
purple. 
His crow fluttering above, silent for now. Yatagarasu tends to be of quiet
nature, only when Itachi is alone does it speak. It was a crow that had
lingered around him and Shisui when they were children watching them. His
fingers moving to grab the small broomstick that had been made a few months ago
by himself. Though Itachi may be good at his studies for herbs, and even
potions with herbs, his flying is something he needs improvement on.
His mother can see the that look on his face, and she comes forth with her own
broom, that he does not give objections upon, knowing that is the safer choice,
a much safer choice. He exhales, his mind focusing on the goal ahead, find a
town, find somewhere. Everything he needs is in his cloak, his small carry on
that is attached on his hip. He intends to live in the moment for now, and then
worry about important things later.
Most of all he wants to find Shisui.That is weight on the back of his mind like
crazy, he just misses his cousin, getting letters were good, but he misses
talking to him in person. Sasuke is nothing like the boyish cousin that Shisui
was. He misses his best friend more than anything. His feet planted firmly on
the ground, he feels his crow shift to perch on his shoulder, a fluttering in
his heart as he mounts himself on the ground how he was taught to fly.
The release of breath when he kicks off hearing his little brother call out in
a choked voice.
"Goodbye, Nii-san!"
Half almost sounding as he’s going to cry but he’ll write home, he’ll make sure
he does. He won’t forget about his family, no they matter to much to him. He
cares for them deeply but for now he will fly. And he does, his legs kicking
off from the ground. Leaving the ground with a rush of air, a laugh escapes him
almost. The one time he didn’t crash into anything, it was the night that he
left home, with the stars and moon overhead. 
It’s familiar the silence, the quiet that occurs when he’s flying. The open air
and nothing that is sound occurring. In a sense, Itachi is thankful they live
outside the mainland of the cities so he can fly at ease like this. Feeling the
air in his lungs and nothing out. Yatagarasu flies beside him in a small
flapping of wings in an eased movement, silent as ever. 
"You think we’ll find him?"
The question voiced is about his cousin. One that has been on his mind since
the day he left. This journey is about witches finding whom they are inside and
their gifts, and though Itachi may be gifted at a lot, he has not found one
thing that his heart belongs in to train in. The crow caws, or what would sound
like to any other person, if not a witch. 
“It is up to fate, who knows, maybe someday it will reach out and take us both
to unexpected places. Do not dwell on the what ifs but dwell on the important
things for now.”
The crow speaks back with flutters of wings, soaring over the expanse of air.
Itachi taking the words in listening to them, as he as always done. The bird
giving much useful advice to him over the years. He soars with the animal none
the less over small towns and cities and things seem so endless. Endless and
everlasting.
He flies in the sky watching the town and such pass, unsure of too were to stay
exactly. Letting his heart judge he flies for what seems like hours, even a day
perhaps. The sun is overhead at one point, and his crow even seems concerned
for him to sleep but he turns it away. Flying still. At one point, he comes to
a stop.
It’s a village. One hidden in the woods, almost nestled by it, and yet it’s
not. There’s woods near the area it resides in, but leading past it, Itachi can
see water, and he means lakes and rivers, and even ocean, if you traveled south
more. He chooses to land. Not willing to draw attention on the fact he’s a
witch or matters such as that.
The young child lands, finding his footing after a day of flying is a difficult
thing, his eyes casting upon the gates that seem to welcome people. Brushing
his strands of raven hair aside as he enters the village, the sheer size of it
remarkable. He’s drawn to it, it’s unlike home and yet he finds himself
comfortable here. 
Itachi seems to wander, filtering in between the people but at the same time
standing out in a sense, gaining a few stares from a boy that has a crow
perched on his shoulder and is holding a broom. He wanders for a bit until his
stomach yearns for food. He’s almost tempted to see if there’s any tea shops
around here, considering he earned quite a bit of money over the years, and
saved it all.  But he decides the sweets will come later, he needs to focus on
a place to stay. 
He comes across a small bakery. Entering it to purchase food, perhaps a small
piece of bread. What he’s met with is a redhead, that is almost rushing after a
person that just left the bakery with a small baby carriage. It’s evident that
the women is holding a pacifier, and staring out the door calling out to the
women that is heading down the hill around the corner.
Itachi can hear the young redhead call back into the shop saying she’ll be back
in a few minutes, and Itachi realizes that she’s going to attempt to give the
mother it back but by the time she reaches her or tries she’ll be too far gone.
"Miss,-" For a moment he pauses. "I can do that for you if you’d like." Itachi
says to the women politely, it would take him five seconds if he flew down
there. The women almost seems surprised upon Itachi speaking to her a smile
casting to her lips.
"You wouldn’t mind boy? It’s just that baby will cry, I don’t want that."
"No, I don’t mind that at all."
Itachi has no issues with it. No he does what he said he would hearing the
surprise in the women when he literally jumps over the edge of a high placed
wall, letting impulse take over when he flies to find the women and the baby.
He returns the pacifier to the women and she’s almost greatful, and Itachi ends
up receiving a note to return to the redhead.
He ends up back in the bakery around when the shop is closing, the redhead
casting a mirth of a smile. “You almost gave me a heart-attack there, taking
flight off your broomstick of yours. I hadn’t seen that in years.” The women
says with a laugh though it’s warm laughter. Itachi passes her the not, not
wishing to overstay staying here, no that would be impolite. 
The women reads the note letting out another laugh. “Well then, isn’t that
quite something. It seems like she really liked you. She tells me to thank my
new delivery boy I have here.” There’s a mirth of a smile casted at him. “Come
upstairs with me, we can talk over some tea. Does that sound good?”
Itachi nods, polite as ever. He’s lead past the bakery downstairs past the oven
that he sees a blonde working at, wiping sweat from his brow, a confused look
but none the less smiling as the redhead passes. The redhead, heats up a kettle
and such, and lets Itachi settle down by the fireplace that is upstairs, it’s
evident that it’s there living area. His crow, stumbles onto the table eying
the women but silent.
"So have you a place to stay? Or are you just passing?.."  She asks as she sets
the green tea down on the table, giving the boy the cup.
"I, it seemed like a good place to stay. If you have seen a witch before, I
take it you have seen how our training period works?" 
The redhead nods then speaks. “A few witches pass though here, but not all of
them stay. Only one did but that was ages ago a few years ago. I’m Kushina. Do
you have a place to stay?” She’s polite very kind, by how she sounds. The
question throws him off for a moment.
"I hadn’t found a place, I was still looking."  Itachi tells her with a small
smile.
“We have a spare room. It could use some work, but you could use it.” Slight
surprise is on his features at the mere offer of it, and it;s rich surprise.
Before Itachi can answer, there’s a yell from the blonde downstairs. “Kushina-
kun, Uchiha-san is downstairs.” There’s a pause when the women goes to fetch a
small box, wagashi. Itachi doesn’t even have to even think when he sees that.
He knows.
"Excuse me. But may I take that down?”
He can see the dango in the box, the three that he’s used to, and the other
sweets that his cousin always used to get at home. Kushina seems surprised but
none the less lets him. The prodigy seems to almost seem to stumble down. It’s
been four or three years since he saw his cousin, and if it’s him, god there’s
so much he wants to ask.  It turns out he’s right.
The look on his cousin’s face is one that is surprise. One that makes his eyes
widen in surprise and stare at his little cousin. He’s grown in ways taller for
now than Itachi and he’s staring at him. Boyish curls framing a face that has
lost some of the baby lines at least, eyes staring at his younger cousin.
Shisui is staring no doubt at Itachi, staring because he cannot believe his
eyes.
                                            “It’s been a long time, hasn’t it.
Itachi?”
                
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