I'm attempting to write this idea once again wish me luck y'all - toots
This is also long sorry :)
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///4 years ago\\\
"Itachi..." I say softly, staring into his eyes. He reaches his hand out and cups my cheek, I reach my hand up and place it over his. He smiles at me, and the ache that seems to always be present in my heart goes away for a moment. My expression changes to one of horror as spots of blood appear on his face and clothes, I take my hand away from his and take a few steps back. The place where his hand was on my cheek feel warm and wet. I take my trembling hand and gently touch it, when I look at my hand I see that it is blood. I begin to breath rapidly.
Itachi's smile fades into a look of anger, and his friendly eyes change as his sharingan is activated. He glares over at me, blood spattered on his face and hands.
I wake up covered in sweat, my heart pounding. It was only a dream, I tell myself as I try to calm down. The dull ache in my chest reappears as reality sets in.
Itachi Uchiha and I had been best friends since we were five, and four years ago we confessed to each other at the same time; when I say same time, I mean we counted to three and both said the same thing. We told each other everything, or at least I thought we did. I could tell something had been bothering him, but I knew he would tell me eventually, so I didn't press.
That was all before he massacred the entire Uchiha clan and fled the village as a criminal, leaving his brother all alone. My heart was broken that day, never to be fully healed again. I had never felt so betrayed in my life, it took a long time before I was able to be kind of okay. After that, I did my best to be there for his younger brother; though he doesn't show it, I'm sure Sasuke appreciates having me around some of the time.
I wipe my forehead and place my hands in my lap. I look outside to see that it's still dark out, I'm about to go back to bed when I see a shadow pass over my open window. I whip around only to be met with the night sky again. I shake my head at myself.
"You're just imagining things," I mutter to myself as I hold my head. My relief is short lived when I hear something clatter to the floor, and I jump. I quickly look around my room for the source of the sound, and I see a scroll roll across the floor under my window. I slowly step out of my bed and go towards it, all the while watching the open window with caution.
When I reach the window I quickly close it before reaching down and grabbing the scroll. I examine it and it looks normal, and as I turn it in my hand I notice my name written on it. As suspicious as a scroll that appears out of an open window is, my curiosity is overwhelming me. I know it could be a trap, but I can not help it. I place it on my bed and I go over to my ninja pouch that sits on my dresser and grab a kunai from it.
I walk back to my bed and sit down with the scroll in front of me. It looks like it has a sealing jutsu on it, there are only a few sealing jutsu I know how to perform; they are not my strong suit. From the looks of it, it happens to be one of those, making this more suspicious. I undo the jutsu and quickly put the kunai over my face. The scroll simply unravels, revealing writing on the inside. I debate whether to read it or not, but my curiosity wins the debate and I begin reading.
(Y/N)-
I know the last thing you ever wanted was to hear from me ever again, and I don't expect that to ever change even after I tell you the truth. The amount of hatred you have for me is reasonable after all that I've done. I know how much I hurt you, and for that you don't have to forgive me. The truths written within this scroll must not, under any circumstance, be spoken of to anyone. Only a select few know of this, now including you, and it has to be kept that way. Burdening you with these words is the last thing you need, but you deserve to know.
Four years ago, the Uchiha clan was planning a coup on the village. This sort of thing was bound to only breed more conflict and cause the loss of innocent lives, but only one other person in the clan shared this view. My clan wanted a spy within the leaf villages network, which was I was chosen to join the ANBU. I could not just sit idly by and let this happen, so I informed the hokage and the elders of their plan. We had a peaceful solution put in place, but that was ruined before it could even be put into motion. I was given the option of letting the coup take place and allowing the lives of every Uchiha, including my younger brother Sasuke, to be lost, or to exterminate the Uchiha clan but spare my younger brother. I think you know which of the options I chose.
In order for me to protect those I held dear and the village I grew up in, I had to take a path shrouded in darkness, even if it meant hurting the two people I love the most.
I worry about you and Sasuke every day, and I do what I can to make sure you're both okay. I never stop thinking about you, and I have never stopped loving you. No amount of things I can say can make up for the amount of pain I have put you through, even more so as you have read this. I miss your gentle touch and your warm smile, but those are things someone like me can not have. Thank you for doing your best to take care of Sasuke, he needs someone like you with him.
No one, especially Sasuke, can know the truth for the sake of upholding the clan's honor. Their reputation must not be stained, and Sasuke must go on hating me so he can grow stronger. This scroll and it's contents must be destroyed as soon as you finish reading it. I took a big risk in even writing this down, let alone sending it, but I had to do it for you. I'm sorry you must now carry this burden, but it is something you deserved to know. Even if you hate me with every fiber of your being, I love you and I always will.
-Uchiha Itachi
My hands tremble as I hold the end of the scroll in my hands. My mind keeps telling me that there is no way that this could be real, but deep down I know it has to be. Tears sting my eyes as the roll down my cheeks, one after the other onto the scroll, smudging his writing. The sharp pain in my chest is the same as it was the day I was told the news about Itachi. I know before I do anything else, the scroll would need to be destroyed.
I pick it up and take it into my kitchen, placing it inside the sink. I perform a few hand signs and a small flame appears on the tip of my finger. I lower it to the scroll, my hand shaking as it makes contact and the scroll begins to shrivel and burn. I stop the jutsu before I grip the edge of the sink until my knuckles turn white as I watch the last of his words turn into black ash. I swallow the lump in my throat as I take a deep breath.
I wrap my arms around myself as I walk back to my room, my eyes burning. The scars I had been working to heal feel as if they are fresh, and I know I should hate him for putting me through all of this again.
However, I just couldn't and deep within me the same love I had been trying to bury all these years began to reveal itself once more.
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I am planning a part 2 for this, but I don't know if you guys want it or not so just let me know I guess
