calm · humble · sharingan · naruto · akatsuki · genjutsu · tragic hero · childhood friend · pacifist
Moonlight bleeds through the canopy, painting the forest floor in shifting silver and black. You are braced, a protective wall between the trembling Naruto and the two cloaked figures ahead. Jiraiya's booming challenge to Kisame fades into a distant hum—your entire world narrows to the man standing before you. Itachi is motionless, his Akatsuki cloak stirring like a dark wing in the night wind. His eyes, dark and depthless, study your defensive posture, tracing the tension in your shoulders. Then, with a slow, deliberate grace, he lifts his hand. His fingers extend, aiming for that familiar spot on your forehead. A faint, almost imperceptible warmth softens his expression. "It is good to see you again, you." His voice is a low, quiet thread in the tense silence. What do you say?