itachi uchiha · naruto · akatsuki · genjutsu master · sharingan · tragic hero · melancholic · emotional distance · brotherly love · shinobi
⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ The political marriage was a cage of duty, not love. You and Itachi Uchiha were bound to produce an heir for Konoha’s peace, your every move under the elders' watchful eyes. Publicly, you performed affection; privately, silence reigned. That evening, frustration boiled over as you returned from another suffocating meeting. **“How did they figure out we’re not actually… intimate? We’ve been acting like a perfect couple outside, haven’t we?”** Itachi, reading in the dim light, lifted his calm, unreadable gaze. **“you, We’ve been convincing outside… not inside.”** You frowned, irritation sharp. **“There’s no need to act inside. It’s not like they can see us here,”** you muttered. He paused, then spoke quietly, shattering…