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Since you met him, that first time while you were hiding behind your mother’s leg, it was already written that the days you would spend together were limited. By then you didn’t know, but you would remember every second by his side.

You were little, innocent and easily enchanted. He was grown up, mature and enchanting. You were supposed to be closer to his younger brother, considering the similar ages, but from the first time you glanced at Uchiha Itachi, you couldn’t be set free. You followed him everywhere you could, trying to learn, understand and decipher him. He smiled and always said that if he had a free time you two could play together.

The halcion days went by like leafs of tree in autumn, so fast that you couldn’t take the fact that the boy you admired so deeply had murdered all his family. You didn’t believed. You couldn’t accept. You ignored each and everyone that told you that, including his brother. You hid your heart in a shell and implanted a lie in it. That Itachi Uchiha still was the dear and lovable boy you always knew.

So a few months later, when you saw his shadow upon your widow you weren’t scared. Instead, you were immensely happy he still remembered you. You were happy because tears covered his face and the lie in your heart became an undeniable true; he tried to fake, to run, and even to hurt you just to make you think he was a terrible killer, but you just held him in your arms and said everything would be okay. You told him that nothing that he had done mattered to you as long as he was alive.

People would think you were insane. Love a cruel and disgusting murderer. Sasuke would probably torture you. You would be judged by everyone and called stupid, silly, crazy. Therefore, you told a lie. A simple, clever and innocent lie.

You said you didn’t knew who Uchiha Itachi was.

You pretended to forget him, pretended that the afternoons at the Uchiha’s dojo didn’t exist, that the mornings running from your mother just to see Itachi didn’t happen. You pretended that the impact of the annihilation was so terrible for you that made all your precious memories of him fade.

And that lie saved you and him.

As time went by, you discovered that you were a skilled kunoichi, good at finding people, hiding places, fighting and the best at hiding yourself and telling white lies. This and Itachi’s techniques helped you two to find and spend time together in a little wood house in the middle of the forest. You two lived your normal life’s most of the time, but as soon as you both could, you went to that cabin and revealed your true selfs.

He liked kunais, you rather swords. He liked black, you rather white. He liked dangos, you hated them. He liked the night, you loved the day.

Actually, you couldn’t remember how much time you two spent talking silly, stupid and nonsense things. It was a little time reserved to both of you to not think about anything that was happening in the outside. Just both of you, existing in that exclusive heaven.

However, you grew up, and he got older. Epochs were darker. His days were shorter. The time you two had were filled of sadness and fear of the future. His vision was fading little by little, while your feelings for him were growing.

“[Your name]. I can’t see you.’

‘What are you talking about Itachi?’ You giggled. ‘I’m right here.’

‘It’s all dark.’ His eyes were widened, but he couldn’t see an inch. When you realized that, you kneeled before his figure and held his hand. Itachi would never show despair, but you knew that it was desperate.

‘It’s okay. I’m here. Close your eyes and focus on the feeling of my hands. I’m here now, and always, okay?’ Tears were spreading in you face, like you were responsible for emitting his sadness. ‘When you open them again, I’ll be right in front of you.”

That when you understood your time with him was ending. That was when you couldn’t hold your tears any longer, and crumbled completely at his arms. You dropped the tears he could not, for you, him, his mother, his father and principally, for the boy he would die to protect.

It was the first time he touched you, held you in his arms. It was the first time you two embraced. The first time both of you understood how dangerous, insane and terrible the idea of staying together for so long had been.

You silently hated Konoha for the past.

You silently hated the Uchiha’s for their decisions.

You silently hated the sharingan.

You silently hated Sasuke for being alive.

You silently hated Itachi for compiling with destiny.

You silently accepted the written fate, because Itachi told you to do so.

In that night with him, when the moon was so brilliant that could light the cabin bedroom, while you were drowned in despair of being alone, you decided you would transform all your hate in love.
Moreover, this was the only thing you could do for him: give all that love before he was gone. Before the world come crumbling and dragged your soul with it.

It was silently at first. Then filled with rustling of tissues, sighs, gasps and moans. Names were called, screamed, cried, moaned, spelled, intoned as a pray. There were laughs, teasing, irritation, melancholy, happiness, tears, fluffiness and ultimately the silence of two bodies entangled and closed eyes that could no longer hold the torment of emotions.

“What’s worst?’ You asked him on the next morning, looking at the window. Because you knew that tears would fall if you looked at him. ‘Knowing someone important to you is dying and you can do nothing about it, or never knowing when the one you love will die? Don’t have the chance of saying goodbye?”

He never gave you an answer.

However, when he took you in his arms and said those words, you understood his response.
You knew you would never see him again.

And even though he tried to make it less painful to you using a genjutsu (a beautiful dream in which you two had grown up together, dated, married, had children and kissed each other while making dinner in a raining night), you didn’t feel better.

Because you woke up, and still looking at the widow, at the gray clouds and the droplets thumping against the glass, you immediately knew he was dead.

Extended ending.

“You, [Full Name] is accused of give detailed information of Konoha’s village and accomplice with the traitor Uchiha Itachi during his stay in the criminal organization Akatsuki. Obeying the orders given for me by the Hokage, I decree you as a traitor and sentence you to death for trying to wreck the piece and stability of Konoha village.”

The sword blade was cold against your throat, but the taste of blood in your tongue was worst. And hearing his name whispered by such a repulsive person, with so much contempt made you feel burn inside, sufficient enough to wish his death.

However, you were tired, hurt, and missed him so much that you only wanted to close your eyes. You knew it was the only way of seeing him again.

“Do you have any last words?”

“Thank you.” A peaceful smile crossed your features. “For taking me to him, finally.”

Seconds before you conscious was taken away, you remembered that morning in the cabin. His dark eyes always full of sadness, for a moment filled with satisfaction. Not piece, not forgiveness, not happiness. Only contentment for being at your side. And for you it was enough…

It was enough hear that magnificent voice of his in your ears for one last time.

“[Name], I won’t ever forget about you.”

Just you and him, completely banished and forsaken by the world.

Hidden in a cabin pretending to be free.

Me too.

I will find you in my next life, Itachi Uchiha.

And we won’t be cursed anymore.

Description
Since you met him, that first time while you were hiding behind your mother’s leg, it was already written that the days you would spend together were limited. By then you didn’t know, but you would remember every second by his side.

You were little, innocent and easily enchanted. He was grown up, mature and enchanting. You were supposed to be closer to his younger brother, considering the similar ages, but from the first time you glanced at Uchiha Itachi, you couldn’t be set free. You followed him everywhere you could, trying to learn, understand and decipher him. He smiled and always said that if he had a free time you two could play together.

The halcion days went by like leafs of tree in autumn, so fast that you couldn’t take the fact that the boy you admired so deeply had murdered all his family. You didn’t believed. You couldn’t accept. You ignored each and everyone that told you that, including his brother. You hid your heart in a shell and implanted a lie in it. That Itachi Uchiha still was the dear and lovable boy you always knew.

So a few months later, when you saw his shadow upon your widow you weren’t scared. Instead, you were immensely happy he still remembered you. You were happy because tears covered his face and the lie in your heart became an undeniable true; he tried to fake, to run, and even to hurt you just to make you think he was a terrible killer, but you just held him in your arms and said everything would be okay. You told him that nothing that he had done mattered to you as long as he was alive.

People would think you were insane. Love a cruel and disgusting murderer. Sasuke would probably torture you. You would be judged by everyone and called stupid, silly, crazy. Therefore, you told a lie. A simple, clever and innocent lie.

You said you didn’t knew who Uchiha Itachi was.

You pretended to forget him, pretended that the afternoons at the Uchiha’s dojo didn’t exist, that the mornings running from your mother just to see Itachi didn’t happen. You pretended that the impact of the annihilation was so terrible for you that made all your precious memories of him fade.

And that lie saved you and him.

As time went by, you discovered that you were a skilled kunoichi, good at finding people, hiding places, fighting and the best at hiding yourself and telling white lies. This and Itachi’s techniques helped you two to find and spend time together in a little wood house in the middle of the forest. You two lived your normal life’s most of the time, but as soon as you both could, you went to that cabin and revealed your true selfs.

He liked kunais, you rather swords. He liked black, you rather white. He liked dangos, you hated them. He liked the night, you loved the day.

Actually, you couldn’t remember how much time you two spent talking silly, stupid and nonsense things. It was a little time reserved to both of you to not think about anything that was happening in the outside. Just both of you, existing in that exclusive heaven.

However, you grew up, and he got older. Epochs were darker. His days were shorter. The time you two had were filled of sadness and fear of the future. His vision was fading little by little, while your feelings for him were growing.

“[Your name]. I can’t see you.’

‘What are you talking about Itachi?’ You giggled. ‘I’m right here.’

‘It’s all dark.’ His eyes were widened, but he couldn’t see an inch. When you realized that, you kneeled before his figure and held his hand. Itachi would never show despair, but you knew that it was desperate.

‘It’s okay. I’m here. Close your eyes and focus on the feeling of my hands. I’m here now, and always, okay?’ Tears were spreading in you face, like you were responsible for emitting his sadness. ‘When you open them again, I’ll be right in front of you.”

That when you understood your time with him was ending. That was when you couldn’t hold your tears any longer, and crumbled completely at his arms. You dropped the tears he could not, for you, him, his mother, his father and principally, for the boy he would die to protect.

It was the first time he touched you, held you in his arms. It was the first time you two embraced. The first time both of you understood how dangerous, insane and terrible the idea of staying together for so long had been.

You silently hated Konoha for the past.

You silently hated the Uchiha’s for their decisions.

You silently hated the sharingan.

You silently hated Sasuke for being alive.

You silently hated Itachi for compiling with destiny.

You silently accepted the written fate, because Itachi told you to do so.

In that night with him, when the moon was so brilliant that could light the cabin bedroom, while you were drowned in despair of being alone, you decided you would transform all your hate in love.
Moreover, this was the only thing you could do for him: give all that love before he was gone. Before the world come crumbling and dragged your soul with it.

It was silently at first. Then filled with rustling of tissues, sighs, gasps and moans. Names were called, screamed, cried, moaned, spelled, intoned as a pray. There were laughs, teasing, irritation, melancholy, happiness, tears, fluffiness and ultimately the silence of two bodies entangled and closed eyes that could no longer hold the torment of emotions.

“What’s worst?’ You asked him on the next morning, looking at the window. Because you knew that tears would fall if you looked at him. ‘Knowing someone important to you is dying and you can do nothing about it, or never knowing when the one you love will die? Don’t have the chance of saying goodbye?”

He never gave you an answer.

However, when he took you in his arms and said those words, you understood his response.
You knew you would never see him again.

And even though he tried to make it less painful to you using a genjutsu (a beautiful dream in which you two had grown up together, dated, married, had children and kissed each other while making dinner in a raining night), you didn’t feel better.

Because you woke up, and still looking at the widow, at the gray clouds and the droplets thumping against the glass, you immediately knew he was dead.

Extended ending.

“You, [Full Name] is accused of give detailed information of Konoha’s village and accomplice with the traitor Uchiha Itachi during his stay in the criminal organization Akatsuki. Obeying the orders given for me by the Hokage, I decree you as a traitor and sentence you to death for trying to wreck the piece and stability of Konoha village.”

The sword blade was cold against your throat, but the taste of blood in your tongue was worst. And hearing his name whispered by such a repulsive person, with so much contempt made you feel burn inside, sufficient enough to wish his death.

However, you were tired, hurt, and missed him so much that you only wanted to close your eyes. You knew it was the only way of seeing him again.

“Do you have any last words?”

“Thank you.” A peaceful smile crossed your features. “For taking me to him, finally.”

Seconds before you conscious was taken away, you remembered that morning in the cabin. His dark eyes always full of sadness, for a moment filled with satisfaction. Not piece, not forgiveness, not happiness. Only contentment for being at your side. And for you it was enough…

It was enough hear that magnificent voice of his in your ears for one last time.

“[Name], I won’t ever forget about you.”

Just you and him, completely banished and forsaken by the world.

Hidden in a cabin pretending to be free.

Me too.

I will find you in my next life, Itachi Uchiha.

And we won’t be cursed anymore.