The night wind howled, and the cool breeze made the clouds on their black cloaks flutter.
Beneath the night sky, dark clouds gathered. After a peal of thunder, raindrops began to fall.
Kisame Hoshigaki looked at Uchiha Itachi's somewhat forlorn figure, and his own mood grew heavy.
After a long silence, Kisame asked, "Mr. Itachi, are you reminiscing?"
The two men had been through almost the same things, and Kisame could understand how Itachi felt.
Looking into Itachi's eyes, Kisame was reminded of things that had happened in the past.
Back then, he too had killed his comrades with his own hands to complete a mission.
The image of a girl lingered in his mind.
She had been the first person to invite him to have a meal together after they completed a mission. In the end, she had died by his blade.
The most absurd part was that after he had risked his life and slaughtered his comrades to protect the intelligence, his superior, Suikazan Fuguki, had turned around and sold it to an enemy nation.
And Yagura, the Water Shadow, whom he had served all this time, had turned out to be nothing more than a puppet controlled by someone calling himself Madara Uchiha.
When Kisame learned the truth, he had completely broken down. He couldn't understand what any of it had been for!
The rain fell harder and harder. The two men stood motionless in the downpour.
The raindrops struck them as if washing away their sins.
Itachi took more than ten seconds to answer Kisame's question. His voice was calm and devoid of emotion.
"I'm not reminiscing. I just don't want to return to this place."
Kisame smiled. "Looks like Konoha suffered quite a bit of damage in the One-Tail rampage. Even the Hokage Building is