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*Dark Red* (ignore this, it's an OCxGeto Suguru oneshot I made for my bestie)

"Suguru... Come meet her" Ace smiled sweetly, in her arms was a small bundle of a blonde baby. It seems somehow Aces past family genes sunk into the blood line now.

Geto meanwhile, quietly made his way closer to his wife with a tender smile that reached his eyes. He couldn't believe it, just yesterday the two were only in the midst of a small crush neither of them really knew about. It started with lingering touches, laughing particularly hard at each other's jokes, Geto waiting for her to catch up when she trailed behind to tie her shoe when the group would leave her behind.

Those days, turned into months until the day Geto finally asked her to be his one and only. Then those lingering touches turned into hand holding and kisses and eventually something more that led to the small bundle in her arms, the laughs only grew harder, and he always waited for her no matter the circumstances. People would snicker behind their backs, about how high school love always turned sour, but they were so much different. The two were made for each other, two halves of a whole crafted perfectly for one another by what some believed in called god. The two, were like birds in a painting that would be together in this life and every life that came after that. So helplessly devoted to one another.

At one point, When Suguru was in his deepest depression Ace was the one to bring him out of the dark. He was showering, considering that everything he once believed in was untrue and that he himself needed to reform society. He remembered it as though it was yesterday.

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Suguru gasped softly in pain, his eyes fixated on the tiled wall of his shower. Was he truly not meant for more in this life? Was he reduced to nothing but a curse consumer for the rest of his life? Was that all he was in Jujutsu society? He went from being one of the strongest with Gojo, to only Gojo being the strongest. He was nothing but a dull simple rock, compared to the radiance of his closest friend. He could only idly stand by and watch, as a girl he and Gojo befriended and nearly saved, was shot square in the skull by none other than Toji. He was worthles- *"Suguru. I know you're showering but this is... important"* Aces voice suddenly resounded through the cracked door of the bathroom. Sugurus thoughts halted immediately, worry plaguing his thoughts for a completely different reason. She sounded...scared, like she had been crying. So he did as any good boyfriend would and immediately stepped out of the shower and wrapping a towel around his waist. Typically he wouldn't care for modesty around her as she always found him terribly attractive every time she laid her eyes upon his bare body, but this conversation sounded terribly important. *"Come in Ace, talk to me. Are you okay?"* Suguru quizzed as Ace walked in.

Her hands were quivering, tears streaming down her face. In her mind, this may mark the end of them. He would leave her, because they were still so young, so naïve. Nobody could love the mother, of a child they never wanted... Ace opened her mouth to speak but she couldn't find the words. They were on the tip of her tongue but they stuck there. She couldn't let them out. So instead she simply fell to her knees in the bathroom as sobs wrecked through her body. Her shoulders shook violently, as her painful sobs were all Suguru could hear. So in a flash, Suguru was kneeling in front of her, thankful his towel was wrapped so tightly. His hands found her trembling ones, as he brought them towards his body.

*"Ace did something happen?"* His voice was so soft, so scared for her and that only made her sob harder. If he left her, she didn't know what she'd do. He was everything to her, more important than the sun was to the earth. *"Suguru I'm... pregnant"* she finally uttered weakly. Suguru nearly didn't catch her words, the echo of the bathroom was the only thing that helped those three words reach his gauged ears.

Ace however, only sobbed more violently at his silence.

She was scared, so terrified...that was until he embraced her so tightly she swore she'd no longer be pregnant after the hug. Before she could speak, Suguru pulled her face into a passionate kiss, one that melted every thought she previously had away. *"I fucking love you, so much. And...this news...this baby, of ours. Will never go a single day without knowing just how much I love them and you. They'll never grow up in a home without seeing love. Ill love you both so much, they'll never know anything but happiness. Thank you, Ace"* Suguru smiled, his own tears falling onto the damp cold floor below the two. Several lives were saved in that moment.

Suguru was saved, from his ever darkening thoughts. Ace was saved from the agony of losing the only man she'd ever love and their precious baby, they were saved from growing up without a doting father and with a depressed mother. Soon enough, Suguru got dressed and immediately dragged Ace to the room, where he would show her nothing but worship for the best gift he'd received in his entire life. And merely weeks after that, he'd proposed to her.

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Suguru found the familiar warm tears seeping from his eyes, as he stared at the small baby in his arms. She was so small, so fragile and innocent. She was his everything, he would devote his every waking moment to making both of his lovely girls know just how deeply devoted he was to them. "I'm thinking...Ayano... It means Hope. She's our little hope so I think it'll fit her perfectly, how about you Ace?" Geto smiled, as his tears disturbed the baby's peaceful sleep and she stirred slightly from his arms. Ace smiled weakly, her heart aching from just how much love she needed to contain in the small muscle, "it's perfect, Suguru...Ayano, our Ayano." Ace smiled sweetly.

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Unfortunately, things couldn't remain as they once were. Suguru was killed, in an attack against the school. One he fought so valiantly against, he gave his dying breath to protect *his* girls. His precious wills to live. Ace was beside him during that dying breath, Ayano resting soundly at home in the arms of the twins they'd adopted a few years ago now. She was still so young, to lose her loving and devoted father to a cruel twist of fate. So here Ace sat, agonized screams going unheard in the cold winter weather as her aching hands desperately clutched at the robes of Sugurus. The blood that soiled her hands, now dripped into the beautiful painted white landscape. It was Christmas the following day, and the very first one where neither of them would have the man most importantly to them. Ace sat there for hours, until Gojo found them. He was hardly able to pry her bloodied body from him. She screamed, pleaded for him to stop, she fought against him so weakly as she couldn't find any strength left in her anymore but he eventually managed to do it.

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Years now, had gone by. So many long years, without Geto Suguru, a loving father and devoted husband. The house had never been colder and emptied. Ayano didn't grow up not knowing love, Ace made sure to only give her all the love that Suguru now couldn't to make up for it. She grew up so terribly loved, everyday she would hear about her father. The man who died, to protect them. The man who cried when she was born, because he loved her so much. And in return, to respect her father, she herself had become a Jujutsu sorcerer. She'd inherited his curse technique, they would've been the only two in the world to have such a unique ability, but now it was only her. Her mother, became a teacher. Someone, to teach all of her young students how to defend themselves in any and every situation, so that one day their kids wouldn't go without their father or mothers. So no young child or wife would experience that kind of pain ever again. Things were looking bright again at last for the Geto family.

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*Shibuya, Japan*

That was, until things weren't. It was supposed to be a simple mission. It was supposed to be over as soon as it started. Everything was supposed to be okay. *supposed to be*.

That was, Until **he** showed up.

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"Su...gu...ru?" Ace choked out, through wide eyes at the all too familiar black haired man in front of her. Her pupils shaking in shock and horror. Ayano stood further away, unable to move. She was young when he'd died, but she remembered his face as clear as day and the connection in her heart she felt hit her all at once. That was her father. The man they'd lost on that cold winter day. Because of him, neither of them could even walk on the same street as that alleyway. "Oh my love...my Ace, my Ayano..." Geto cooed softly, his own tears falling softly to the ground below. If Ace wasn't so struck, by the hope that the gods returned her husband, *her Suguru* back to her she would've noticed. She would've seen the stitches and thought something was amiss. She would've been on guard. She would've caught the way his hands were restraining himself back. Before, Young Ayano could call her mother, it all happened so fast. In the blink of an eye. Ayano's hand absently reached out towards her mother subconsciously, but it was too late.

Ace had already embraced the man, she'd seen dead so many years ago into a tight warm hug. He still smells the same as she remembered. He still smelled just like the pillows they shared that the scent long faded from. The smell she wanted nothing more to remember. And then she felt it. A burning stinging pain through her chest.

Ace's eyes widened ever so slightly, her hand reaching up to grab ahold of Geto's hands, that plunged a sword straight through her body with a sickening crack. A warmth flooded her, as she stumbled back with blown wide eyes that fixated on the face of the man she loved. But before her stood not the man she loved, it was him in physique but his sadistic grin and wild eyes told her that this wasn't her Suguru. This imposter, wore his skin, stole his scent and mannerisms....but he was not him. "Suguru...?" Her voice croaked hoarsely, so very weakly so...brokenly. Then with one quick move, he yanked the sword out of her body. Ayano was frozen in time, she couldn't move, she couldn't scream, she couldn't breathe. Everything was moving too fast for her brain to process, "*M-MAMA!!*" the young girl shrieked in terror.

Ace stood there a moment, the warm sticky blood pooling from between her fingers where she grasped at the wound in her chest. She couldn't breathe, her lungs were filling with that warm crimson liquid. She was drowning from the inside.

There was so much blood spilling onto the ground below, yet so much of it was occupying the empty cavity of her lungs. So all she could do, was tearfully stare into the eyes of the man she would cuddle with. The man who stood before her at the alter. The man she would've given anything for to come back to her, to occupy the empty cold space of their shared bed. Kenjaku however could only merely chuckle darkly, despite the lack of breath he could take in. Warm salty tears streamed down his face like a rushing river, his own hands working so valiantly against him as they grasped harshly at his own throat, his nails drawing blood from how hard they were digging into his throat. "You're....not Suguru..." Ace could only utter shakily before the blood dripped down the corners of her mouth as she began to gasp desperately for air. Kenjaku however, regained control and brought out a new weapon he wanted to test. He needed to tie up these loose ends faster than he initially wanted to otherwise his body wouldnt allow it. So his hand lifted the heavy weapon before promptly slamming it into the side of the woman's skull with a sharp crack. Pieces of her skull hitting the ground with soft little cracking noises and then her body crumpled to the ground faster than the speed of light. Blood pooled around her body, as death laid claim to its latest victim. *And all the young girl could do, was weakly watch as her mother's brains spill out from the crevice that was created.*

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I'd like to apologize in advance for the monster I will become once Steel Ball Run gets animated-

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i am so normal about that old man

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Uchiha dudes

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rock lee would learn the words slay and bestie and never shut up

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Can you make a playlist for Lucy Heartfilia from Fairy Tail?

Of course!!! I'll tag you the very second it's done!! It will only take like 2 days at MOST <3 I love fairy tail so much so this will be fun

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Anyone want a Spotify playlist for a specific anime character? Look no further! I love making playlists for specific anime characters since ik when I draw a certain character I love listening to music that fits their personalities for some reason. Helps me draw them better somehow lmfao.

I'll post my itachi Uchiha one in the comments after I finish it here soon! 👀

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still can’t believe itachi’s ultimate dream was to be a housewife that would just cook, raise sasuke, and tend to chickens, but his clan was just like “oh shit this four year old can do sick flips with a knife” and forced him to kill people. wild.

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His gaze is really the sexiest for me

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Blushing uchiha dudes

Commissions are open

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Itachi x Reader (angst)

songfic: unlucky by Lunar Vacations

"could go outside

Let the wind flow through me If stood in the sun

I would vanish completely"

Itachi sits in the room he's been staying in for as long as he's been gone from the hidden leaf village. The silence of his room is only accompanied by the tormenting whispers of his walls. He's gotten too sick to really wander around outside like he used to do. Keeping up a façade of strength around his fellow Akatsuki members was draining him more and more. He truly just wished to rest. To be freed from his burdens but he knows he can only let Sasuke do that for him. His dearest little brother that he loved oh so much, only second to you. His best friend.

"I remember you said

If you walk the line, then your feet will get cut

So unlucky"

He kicks his feet over the edge of his bed, walking over to some picture frames. His room was minimal because he didn't have any need for any materialistic things since they'd be worthless anyways in the end. The edges of him mouth turn into a tiny smile, to an untrained eye it wouldn't look like nothing much more than his usual face, but he knows you would've recognized it as his smile. His eyes lightly gaze upon the small assortment of pictures. Pictures of you, Sasuke and him spending time together. These pictures haunt him in the form of guilt and anguish. As he stands there he recalls some memories of you and him.

"Itachi!" You yell at him, out of breath. "You idiot why do you always have to walk so fast!" You laugh and nudge his shoulder.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry, I need to get to my training soon though" he smiles at you softly. His eyes are gentle and friendly.

"It's quite alright, you should take it easy though 'tachi.." you say, a semblance of worry crossing your face. "If you keep your training up day and night, you'll only cause yourself harm"

He nods in agreement, he knows, but there's not much he can do. He doesn't have a choice but he'll entertain your worries if it will ease your heart, even slightly. "Yes, I will.. thank you y/n". He's lucky to have such a sweet friend like you by his side.

"You're in love and I'm unlucky See you in the street

Start to wonder deeply

If changed how i was

How would everyone view me?"

Itachi always knew of your crush on him, he knows shisui only hit on you to try to get him to put up a fight over you. However being in the ANBU doesn't permit such feelings. He knows it won't end up well for either of you. Unfortunately at his young age, he should've been able to explore that, to explore love. He shouldn't have seen the horrors of war the way he did, he shouldn't have had to train so hard for the sake of his clan the way he has since he was a young boy, but life has it's inequalities. Luck was never on Itachi's side, unluckily for you, otherwise maybe...just maybe.. you both could've had a fighting chance in the future to be happy.

"Safe face for tonight

Keep on thinking

It's just a line

Safe face for tonight

know you're thinking It's only right"

It's hours before his big mission now. He's counting down the seconds from when his life is completely tattered and ruined. He felt a piece of his heart shatter when he told Sasuke he couldn't help him. He wanted nothing more than to hold him close and tell him that no matter what, his big brother loves him more than anything in this world. After all of this, he knows Sasuke will never see his big brother in a good light again. He hopes he left his baby brother with some good memories of him even if he hides them away. He knows he should go see you, before everything happens he wants to see your smile just once. He heads over to your home.

"tachi! Hey! How nice to grace me with your presence!" You beam brightly, dashing over to him. You haven't seen your crush in so long and it's so wonderful to know he has some time to visit you. You can tell something's off, his eyes are dull and there's remorse written all over them.

"Hey 'tachi what's wrong?" Worry laced through every syllable.

"Nothing nothing y/n, you just know missions and training have kept me busy nonstop.. I'm just tired" he gives halfheartedly with a plastic smile. Itachi wasn't a very touchy or affectionate person, even as friends but he knows he's never gonna see you again.

"H-hey! What're you doing?" You blush at the sudden embrace you're given. Something is seriously wrong but you won't know what it is unless he tells you, so for now you give him a light squeeze back. He pulls away slightly, looking at your face, analyzing every single shift in your features. To you, he seems like he's peering into your very soul and it's a little unnerving, but to him he's memorizing every single thing about you that he can. He smiles lightly, a genuine smile for once in quite some time. "sorry If I'm worrying you, I just have a long mission soon.. just trying to say my... See you later..." He hesitates trying to find a good way to phrase what he wishes to say.

"I'm going to head off now.." he moves your hair from your face carefully, almost as if he's afraid to touch you like you'll crumble into pieces.

"Be safe itachi! I have something I wanna talk to you about when you get back so you better be safe!" You punch his arm gently, suddenly recalling something.

"Oh! Here's a gift I've been meaning to give you for your birthday I missed since you were training too hard!" You pull a necklace out of your pocket. It's obviously a little hand carved necklace you got from a vendor nearby for cheap, but to itachi, he wouldn't sell this for the world.

"Thank you y/n.. I'll cherish it every single day I'm away" he bows slightly and starts to take this leave.

"Hey one last thing!" You yell from afar, "Don't train too hard or you'll only harm yourself" you giggle lightly whilst waving goodbye to the young boy. You hope you can see him again soon, you wanted to tell him how you felt, after all, it's one of the last things shisui told you that you should do before he disappeared.

"You're in love and l'm unlucky"

Later on into the night, after killing his whole village and dealing with Sasuke, he had one stop left. Your home.

He slowly walks down the familiar path into your yard. Leaves crunching with every step. Blood covers every article of clothing. He slowly opens the door to your home. He knew you lived alone after you were orphaned at such a young age due to the wars. He hopes you'd understand in the afterlife that this was to stop others from the same thing.

" Hmm..? 'tachi?" You wipe your eyes lightly whilst lifting yourself out of bed. Your vision is still blurry from just being awoken. "It's really late to visit.. you should've come by in the morning" you yawn out. There's a putrid smell in the air and you can only assume it's the garbage you haven't taken out in a couple days.

"Y/n... Forgive me..." He practically begs, tears falling from his eyes. He slowly pulls his katana out from behind him, the blade dripping with blood.

"Itachi? What the hell are you doing?" You ask, finally seeing the sight in front of you. Dead eyes, tears, blood covering every inch of the man before you, and a blade pouring blood. You back away slowly, getting your chakra ready. Before you can do anything you're suddenly unable to move. "Itachi no.. itachi what are you doing??" You cry out, you can't stop shaking no matter how hard you try to seem brave.

Itachi looks at you, his eyes can't seem to stop watering, his heart aches more and more with every single step he takes towards you. "shisui had told me you loved me before...." He begins "I'm sorry I could never reciprocate those feelings.. I'm sorry for everything... I hope one day you'll forgive me.. one day far into the future when we're both in the afterlife I hope... I hope you'll see I'm doing this for everyone's sake... I-im... not doing this because I want to .. god how I wished this moment would never come.." he chokes out, pointing the katana at your shaking body.

"But...just know.. maybe in another life.. I can love you without this guilt.. maybe in another life we grow up together and become amazing Shinobi and eventually even start dating... Maybe in another life I'll be a good brother in Sasuke's eyes as well... " He pushes the sword forward, wincing at the feeling the blade piercing your flesh.

You yell in pain at every move he makes. "I hate you..itachi.. you're a monster.." you finish as he plunges the blade into you all at once. You take a final look at the man you had once loved, your best friend, ironic that it ended up like this. You'll never forgive him. No matter what.

"I love you"

Itachi falls to his knees, his time is coming soon and he'd have to face you again. That's what he feared most. He loved you so much and he killed you. He betrayed you.

He wipes his tears away and gets up to grab a note he had written and some flowers. He heads to your grave and gently places the note and flowers down. "Hey y/n... I'm sorry for bothering you... I'll... Get what I deserve here soon... So unfortunately you'll have to see me again" he weakly laughs out. "I'm sorry for everything, I'll explain every single thing to you. You don't have to forgive me.. I just wanna see your face one more time.. it torments me every night.. I close my eyes and I see the look in your eyes you had when I killed you .. I hear you repeating monster over and over again.. you're so painfully right.. maybe.. we can start over with new memories and new lives.. y/n.. I'm so genuinely sorry... It'll be by Sasuke's hands too, I know that you'll be glad to hear it, I ruined his life and now he's getting vengeance for you and everyone else.. it's what he deserves" he smiles sadly, wiping his tears. "I'm sick and dying anyways.. this is the only fair way to go.. don't you think y/n? You were right.. the training and over doing it really messed me up... I should've listened to you shouldn't I?" He smiles while getting up. It's time. He knows he has to go and handle what he needs to handle. "Goodbye.. I'll see you soon y/n... I'm sorry"

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🦇 💕 LOOKING FOR RP PARTNERS 🦇💕

18+ preferably since I am 19 years of age

Willing to text multiple times a day and not ghosting would be amazing ❤️

Willing to double up! I don't use OCs I just like..use myself essentially but I change my backstory to fit the anime/mood and stuff of the rp

I can do OC for you but I'll need backstory, looks, powers, and all that fun stuff!

I'm looking to RP Naruto as a priority buttt, I can do nearly any anime seeing as Ive seen plenty and guess what? I stay in character usually! Even in AUs! <3

You MUST be willing to do angst/dark themes since it's what I'm best at! But I can work around if you ask nicely lol

Dm me pls if you're interested

Example of my RP style: (anime Naruto)

For you: shikamaru looks at you confused, what did you mean by 'i love you'. Did you mean it as a friend? "What do you mean ---- ?" (Then would be your response)

For me: I look at kakashi, giggling at his stupid shocked face, did he not expect me to catch him reading those lewd books of his? "Really kakashi? You can't even put the book down on your break!" I exclaim whilst clutching my sides in pain from my laughter. (Then would be kakashis response that you'd provide)

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~🦇 I've dug two graves for us my dear 🦇~

Itachi x f!reader

~summary~

After killing the entire Uchiha clan, itachi becomes a rogue ninja, joining the Akatsuki. But what about you? His childhood best friend who just so happened to be away on a mission in the cloud. What happens now?

•contents: drug related topics, possible suggestive themes, mentions of sh and/or trauma and all of that fun stuff. Possible OOC.

You look around, heart sinking with every step. "Who...did this.." you whisper quietly, as not to disturb the lovely flower lady you frequented who lays there in eternal slumber. You just hope such a sweet soul such as hers is able to permanently grow her beautiful bouquets in whatever afterlife she's received.

You continue on your way, absolutely sick to your stomach. Being a ninja, blood and guts are no surprise. But this.. is a completely different matter. Your whole clan. No sign that a single person is alive. Children, women, men. They all put up a fight but it wasn't enough.

Tears are streaming down your face at this point. The children who always ran around giggling, bothering you with their stupid little grins after every single mission, asking what it was like to be one the great Uchiha clan ninjas. You'd always roll your eyes and tell them that they'll find out one day and pat their little heads and they'd run off to who knows where.

As you make your way through the clan you've become numb, you go to confirm your suspicions about your parent. You walk into the most familiar building in the entire village and there she is. Your mother, lying there with her eyes open, fear obviously stricken on her face but her eyes are too clouded over to tell if there's actually still tears left in them. At this point it's become too much to handle and your lurch over a little garbage can that was nearby the table. You knew even while dead, your mother would chew you a new one if you dirtied her floor.

You close her eyes gently and whisper quiet prayers, telling her one day you'll see her again but not before vengeance. Anger strikes, so much overwhelming grief is becoming too much to handle. The anger immediately subsides once a thought strikes you. Itachi. Where is he?? You take a final glance at your mother, memories of her singing and making lovely meals for you and itachi linger in the air. "Goodbye mama".

You run so fast your lungs burn and ache, The freezing cold night air is so sharp it's stabbing your lungs every single breath you take. It hurts so much. You make it to Itachi's home and quietly open the door. You already know the case, but you're praying by some miracle Itachi's out on a mission, somewhere safe and even with Sasuke would be ideal. You couldn't handle seeing your first love dead and lifeless. You step silently around his mother and father, giving a moment of a respect for them. They treated you like a daughter for the most part, his father just was a little stubborn since itachi had to live up to his name. "Itachi..?" You whisper, too afraid to wake the dead.

No one else is in this whole house, not Sasuke nor itachi. You can't quite tell yet if that's a good sign. You run out of the house, looking for any sign or body of either of those Uchihas. No sign in the entire village until you hear the quietest breathing, which would've been drowned out by late night laughing and men who just returned from battles who were drinking their stress away, you look around frantically. Your eyes land upon the small frame of Sasuke Uchiha. Immediate glee, you run to the small boy and scoop him up gently. He's so beat up but he's alive. Your next mission was to get him to some medical ninja, but you don't even know who would be up right now.

You decided to run Sasuke to your home, which is in the far side of the leaf seeing as you got your father's home when he passed. Your parents divorce never really bothered you since they still respected each other and you but now's not the time to reminisce. You sprint to your home, no leaf Shinobi seem to be awake, they're all probably on missions or knocked out cold. You arrive at your home and take Sasuke to your spare room and gently tend to his wounds. Nothing seems fatal which is odd since every single person was lying dead, with obvious intent to kill. "Sasuke.. who did this.." you mutter aimlessly, not expecting an answer since you know he's been through enough. Hopefully when he wakes up you'll find your answer. You leave him some water and some painkillers and you smile halfheartedly, he's alive at least and it's your duty to protect him now. You know it is. No one else can right now, especially with no sign of itachi.

After a few hours of torturous thinking you're able to fall asleep, really only because of the mission you had been on the past 2 weeks, otherwise you'd be up right now tormenting yourself with such grotesque thoughts. The last thing on your mind before falling asleep is itachi, did he protect Sasuke or something? Why was Sasuke relatively okay physically? Who did this and why? You already know once you find out, you're getting your vengeance. No doubt about it.

Hi! <3 I hope people actually read this first part seeing as the Naruto fandom has been relatively dead ☠️ if there's an semblance of life left in the fandom leave notes and Reblog! Ty for reading and let me know if you'd like a part 2!

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