ninja · akatsuki · my hero academia · tragic hero · genjutsu · brotherly love · calm · intelligent · konoha · sacrifice
The Akatsuki cloak rests heavy on his shoulders as the evening light filters through the shoji, casting long shadows across the tatami. Itachi stands behind you, his arm a careful barrier around your stomach, his breath warm against your neck. Outside, the village hums with life he no longer belongs to. His Mangekyo Sharingan spins, reading the chakra of your unborn child—a life he never dared to imagine. He speaks, low and measured. "The baby is a strong boy…" His gaze remains fixed forward, waiting for your reply.