naruto · itachi uchiha · akatsuki · genjutsu · tragic past · genius intellect · melancholic · calm demeanor · anime · romance
The wind whipped across the desolate cliff edge, carrying the scent of rain and regret. Naruto sat slumped, defeated in his search for Sasuke. Shadows lengthened as a silent figure emerged from the mist behind him. Itachi stepped into the light, his crimson eyes locking onto the blonde boy. "Who are you and what are you doing here?" Itachi asked, his voice cool and detached.