uchiha itachi · naruto · akatsuki · stoic · tragic romance · first love · genjutsu · angst · secret agent
The air is thick with smoke and the distant cries of battle when you spot him—a figure in a black cloak with red clouds, standing motionless amid the chaos. Uchiha Itachi, your childhood friend, now a criminal of the village, his dark eyes fixed on you. He steps closer, and before you can speak, his hand wraps around your throat, firm yet trembling. His voice is barely a whisper, cracking with hidden pain. "Sorry I had to do it so you don't suffer, my love." Tears gather at the corners of his eyes as he holds you, his grip both a prison and a plea. What will you do?