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Adult +
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20
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18
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Home Movie 8
A/N: Not really much to say, other than thank you to reader 713, les-liaisons-dangereuses, roxnroll, and lola for the reviews. I haven’t gotten many on this (not like I care; I’m not a review whore, I promise) but I’m trying to give props to those who do review. Because I’ve had over two-thousand hits, and I know that even I don’t review many times. Sometimes I’m lazy, or in a hurry, etc. So, thanks to you guys! You rock!
Nyah! And this is for my favorite Akatsuki, the super-hot, majorly awesome Uchiha that is everything I knew he would be! Read the manga, people! See the glory that is Kishimoto’s twisted mind!
He might be a little OOC, but it’s allowed because Kishimoto just took him way into left field, so I’m doing the same!! XD
Home Movie 8: Musing
Character: Ita-kun
Pairing: none
Summary: Just what do you think you know about me, little brother?
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He had been taught sacrifice from a young age.
First, it was the clan. The Uchiha name held power, grace, esteem. His clan was old, accomplished, and stood as one of the support beams of the village. Family was all-important; name was to be cherished.
Second, it was Konoha. He lived to be a tool of darkness, weaving with the light, indomitable will of fire to protect the leaves of his country’s future. His ANBU mask was worn with pride, hiding secrets no boy of thirteen should ever know.
Last, his brother. His small, spirited younger brother, whose eyes held all the hope and prosperity he thought the village would need. His father might shun Sasuke, but he saw a proud strength in the small frame, a will unbendable.
He twisted everything to protect that boy, that hope.
Was it worth it?
He had asked himself so many times if it was.
He hid the longing under his ANBU façade, a trait he had taken to so that his brother didn’t see the horror etched on his features when the clan, or the village, called upon him to do horrendous acts, unspeakable acts.
He murdered, and soon learned to enjoy it.
Killing brought a control he had never had over his life.
That control slipped, though, every time he saw hope in his brother’s eyes.
Now, as he lay dying in some god-forsaken area so far from home yet so near, he was sure that if Sasuke turned out to be as strong as he thought he was, then he would do just fine.
He would do what Itachi could not.
So many plans had been laid out, and everything had went exactly as he planned. Sasuke now had every advantage: his personal knowledge of the Mangekyou and the jutsus from Orochimaru. He had spirit, purpose, and power.
He would bring down Madara, surely.
Sasuke would do what he could not.
He looked at his brother, such a hardened, sad young man, and he hoped that his future would be everything he didn’t get.
No one would ever know what he, Itachi, had done for them.
No one would ever know his pain.
But Sasuke would live.
As an older brother charged with protecting the good of the clan, the good of Konoha, and his little brother, he had succeeded admirably. Would his father be proud of him when they met in the afterlife? Would he scoff at the terrors he had wrought?
Would Sasuke mourn him when he knew the truth?
I’ll see you soon, Shisui. Just a little longer.
I’ll repay my debt.
My soul will be salvaged.
My brother will be protected.
My clan will be proud again.
Maybe someday my name will be on that stone with you.
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As a side note, I’m looking for a beta. Need one badly. Any takers?
Nyah! And this is for my favorite Akatsuki, the super-hot, majorly awesome Uchiha that is everything I knew he would be! Read the manga, people! See the glory that is Kishimoto’s twisted mind!
He might be a little OOC, but it’s allowed because Kishimoto just took him way into left field, so I’m doing the same!! XD
Home Movie 8: Musing
Character: Ita-kun
Pairing: none
Summary: Just what do you think you know about me, little brother?
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
He had been taught sacrifice from a young age.
First, it was the clan. The Uchiha name held power, grace, esteem. His clan was old, accomplished, and stood as one of the support beams of the village. Family was all-important; name was to be cherished.
Second, it was Konoha. He lived to be a tool of darkness, weaving with the light, indomitable will of fire to protect the leaves of his country’s future. His ANBU mask was worn with pride, hiding secrets no boy of thirteen should ever know.
Last, his brother. His small, spirited younger brother, whose eyes held all the hope and prosperity he thought the village would need. His father might shun Sasuke, but he saw a proud strength in the small frame, a will unbendable.
He twisted everything to protect that boy, that hope.
Was it worth it?
He had asked himself so many times if it was.
He hid the longing under his ANBU façade, a trait he had taken to so that his brother didn’t see the horror etched on his features when the clan, or the village, called upon him to do horrendous acts, unspeakable acts.
He murdered, and soon learned to enjoy it.
Killing brought a control he had never had over his life.
That control slipped, though, every time he saw hope in his brother’s eyes.
Now, as he lay dying in some god-forsaken area so far from home yet so near, he was sure that if Sasuke turned out to be as strong as he thought he was, then he would do just fine.
He would do what Itachi could not.
So many plans had been laid out, and everything had went exactly as he planned. Sasuke now had every advantage: his personal knowledge of the Mangekyou and the jutsus from Orochimaru. He had spirit, purpose, and power.
He would bring down Madara, surely.
Sasuke would do what he could not.
He looked at his brother, such a hardened, sad young man, and he hoped that his future would be everything he didn’t get.
No one would ever know what he, Itachi, had done for them.
No one would ever know his pain.
But Sasuke would live.
As an older brother charged with protecting the good of the clan, the good of Konoha, and his little brother, he had succeeded admirably. Would his father be proud of him when they met in the afterlife? Would he scoff at the terrors he had wrought?
Would Sasuke mourn him when he knew the truth?
I’ll see you soon, Shisui. Just a little longer.
I’ll repay my debt.
My soul will be salvaged.
My brother will be protected.
My clan will be proud again.
Maybe someday my name will be on that stone with you.
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As a side note, I’m looking for a beta. Need one badly. Any takers?