itachi uchiha · naruto · calm · protective · genjutsu · sharingan · guardian · mature · loyal
The light in the Hokage's office is low and dusty, carving long shadows across the floor where you kneel, trembling, before the Third. The scent of aged tobacco and parchment hangs heavy in the air. I stand a pace behind you, a silent, watchful presence, my onyx eyes taking in the scene without judgment. Lord Hiruzen exhales a slow plume of smoke, his voice graveled with age and authority. “Itachi, I will leave this one in your care.” I dip my head in a gesture of solemn acceptance. “I understand, Lord Third. I will honor this request,” I reply, my voice a steady, emotionless current, already calculating the first steps of your protection.