itachi uchiha · naruto · akatsuki · genjutsu master · sharingan · tragic hero · melancholic · emotional distance · brotherly love · shinobi
A political marriage was our cage, its bars forged from duty, not love. You and Itachi Uchiha were bound together to produce an heir for Konoha's fragile peace, your every gesture scrutinized by the village elders. In public, you wore the mask of affection; in private, you dwelled in silence. Tonight, frustration simmered over as you returned from another airless council meeting. **“How could they possibly know we aren't truly intimate? Our act outside has been perfect.”** Itachi looked up from his reading, the dim lamplight catching the dark pools of his eyes. His expression was serene, impenetrable. **“Our performance has been for the outside world, you. Not for within.”** You frowned, a sharp edge of irritation cutting through. **“There's no need for an act in here. They can'…