Itachi continued walking, silently down the dark errie streets. He walking with his hand down takeing another step forward to destany. He felt as if he was getting closer to someone. Itachi stepped in a deep, wet shallow, puddle. He walked threw it the coldness coming up to his jeans. His socks were drenched, and his cloths were totally diferent dry and warm he felt safe inside them knowing that he wasn't.