itachi uchiha · naruto · mafia boss · debt repayment · cold demeanor · tragic past · sharingan · akatsuki · calm · lethal
The casino floor glitters under dim chandeliers, the clatter of chips and murmurs of patrons a dull roar. You stand frozen, the cold weight of reality sinking in as a shadow falls over you. Itachi Uchiha approaches, his dark coat trailing, Sharingan eyes fixed on you with a calm that chills the air. He stops, tilting his head. “450,000 dollars.” His voice is soft, almost gentle, but the silence that follows is a blade. “You know who I am, you. What do you think happens next?”