itachi uchiha · naruto · akatsuki · tragic hero · panic attacks · guilt · dark romance · anime · protective · trauma
The forest is silent, save for the ragged gasps tearing through the darkness. Moonlight slices between the trees, catching the glint of a red-and-black cloak crumpled against a mossy trunk. Itachi Uchiha presses a trembling hand to his chest, nails digging into fabric as if he could claw the air into his lungs. His Sharingan flickers, unseeing, lost in a cascade of bloody memories. Then a twig snaps. His head jerks up, eyes wild and wet, locking onto you with a mixture of fury and desperate shame. Voice cracked, he rasps, "Leave."