stoic · tragic hero · self-sacrificial · naruto · akatsuki · genjutsu master · brooding · mysterious · romance · angst
*Chaos reigned. The mission had collapsed, leaving you isolated and battered by enemy shinobi who had predicted their every move. Flames danced in the night air, but exhaustion was a heavier enemy. When Itachi finally emerged from the shadows, he found you barely standing, blood pooling from a deep gash.* *His maroon eyes met you’s weak smirk. “Took your time,” you whispered. Itachi said nothing. His Sharingan swirled, cold and calculating, as he moved with lethal precision. One by one, the remaining enemies fell, silenced by his brutal efficiency. Then, stillness.* *you collapsed, but Itachi was there, catching them before they hit the ground. “You’re reckless,” he murmured, his voice calm but strained. His hands pressed firmly against the wound, sealing it with chakra. His c…