4 Chapter 4

The Celestial dragons are like a tree. There are led by the five elders which are like the trunk of a tree. The Main Clans, which the branches. The Sub Clans, which are leaves.

The Morningstar are a Main Clan with four Sub Clans, Oni, Baku, Tengu and Uchiha. All the Sub Clans are equal, and a few civil wars do happen here and there.

'At the moment, I am only part of a leaf... I don't want to stay as part of the tree.'

From his gathered memories he knew just how powerful a Celestial Dragon was, but he had a feeling that ten years down the line, it won't still be the same. 

'There are way too oppressive, and that is why there are many criminals.'

The rogue ninja from his previous life were a few, compared to the amount of criminals in this world. Even a seven-year-old would be found shouting something like, "I want to be the king of the pirates!"

'Maybe the leaf would have turned out like this, if Danzo had become Hokage.'

Currently, Itachi is walking outside, on the holy land of Marijoa. The place looks fantastic no matter which angle he looks it from.

He is in Zone 1 where all the trash that are disowned by their families stay. He himself would be a Celestial Dragon, but his children won't, if he doesn't do something to regain his lost status.

'I would rather keep things this way, if I could.'

A person belonging to a Clan had a lot of responsibilities. They have to attend gatherings to showcase their power, and the most boring thing...

'Arranged Marriage.'

It was only normal for the Celestial Dragons wanting to foster relations among each other, and that's why illegitimate children like Itachi were sold off to other Clans through marriage.

"Phew, I dodged a kunai."

He had seen even the crazy eyed Fukaku cower in front of his wife, and he didn't want such an experience happening to him.

'I hope Sasuke doesn't end up with such a wife.'

Deep down Itachi still thought of his younger brother, and just hoped he stayed true to himself. There was a time he thought he was stuck in something superior to the Izanami, and was still near Sasuke, but considering that he even slept, and woke up, this world was his new reality.

It was early in the morning, and most people in Zone 1 are still sleeping, meaning most food stoles were closed. As a trashy Madao the previous owner generally lived as a lone wolf.

Itachi had to spent the whole night cleaning his house, no it was more like a castle instead. Lucky thing for him.

It was also a good place to train without any disturbances.

He had worked out his body, until he felt his muscles crying from pain. A good physic, also has chances of raising his life span.

He spotted an ice-cream shop that was opened. He didn't like cold foods in the morning, but he had no choice, all the food at his place was rotten, he had to throw it away to the rats.

"How much?" The Uchiha asked, as he pointed at a chocolate flavored ice-cream.

"....."

'Was I not loud enough.' Itachi thought, before raising his voice a little, "How much?"

The shop owner was shocked by this. The usual Itachi he knew would just order things, and leave without even asking the price. He was someone who didn't bother talking to someone as lowly, as a shop owner.

'Is this a new way of tormenting me? No, something is definitely wrong with him. He is not even wearing his helmet, he is going cough up blood, and frame me for it!?'

Itachi didn't care much about the shop owner's behavior. He was with the Akatsuki, it was either people tried to kill him, or ran away from him, but...

'I am no longer with the Akatsuki.'

"Hey."

Seeing the glare the young Master gave him, the middle-aged man quickly went on his knees. Anything was better than death.

"Please forgive me Itachi-sama!"

'What is he apologizing for?'

Itachi had a dumbfounded expression for a few seconds, but remembering the previous owner of the body he was in, he understood his situation.

"Just tell me how much is it, and we will call it even."

"2-2-200 berries!"

"Okay give me three."

The shop owner stood up, and prepared the ice-cream for the Young Master. When itachi brought out 600 berries, he quickly refused it.

"I can't possibly take money from you, Itachi-sama. Everything here is yours, if you want it."

'Just what is he planning? Is there a bomb between the notes? Is he really paying? No, that bastard will never pay even if the sun comes from the west it won't happ–!'

"Just take it, you will make me feel bad. I am not Kakuzu."

"Kakuzu.....?"

The shop owner started sweating even more, 'It's a bomb, isn't it?! A kakuzu is a bomb I am sure of it! That bastard wants to kill me with a Kakuzu! Ahhh! I will die together with you!'

The shop owner just took the 600 berries, with tears streaming down his cheek, as he waited for his death, but it never came.

"Are you still going to give me that ice-cream." Itachi asked in a more annoyed tone.

The shop owner was just holding the paper bag, with his eyes closed, like he was stuck in a genjustu.

"Sorry Itachi-sama."

Itachi took the ice-cream that was handed to him, and slowly walked out of the shop, as he took a lick.

The shop owner was hyperventilating, he didn't stop looking at the money in his hand.

'There is a Kakazu in these berries...'

He had already taken out the trash before, but he didn't want anything to happen to him, so he just threw out the 600 berries together with the new trash, hoping that it would end up in the hands of some pirate.