Re: Shisui's penance (2/2)
anonymous
August 25 2013, 23:43:22 UTC
Shisui would do anything for his best friend.
He helped a broken Itachi fake their own deaths during an ANBU mission, so that he and his best friend could live without those wretched elders breathing down their necks to procreate-they were the last two Uchihas after all. Shisui was done with doing what was best for the village after what he let happen to his best friend. So they left, to let his best friend heal.
He considered it his full-time job of keeping Itachi somewhat functional and sane. Well, relatively sane.
There were days when Itachi believed he was with Shisui on a long- term mission and will return to Konoha someday to a still- living Uchiha clan and bought trinkets for his still-living brother.
He mastered the henge to be anyone his best friend needed. They lived their lives as mercenaries. When they return to their little shed in the middle of nowhere after a mission, Shisui transforms himself into whoever Itachi needed at the time.
He would be anyone for his best friend. Most of the times, he is himself.
There were days when he transforms himself into Itachi's lover, and wonders whether or not Itachi knows or cares that he was fucking his best friend. Those days, he wonders when he stopped caring how they are somewhat related and thought of each other as brothers.
"Aniki," a little black- haired boy ran towards Itachi, "Welcome home!" He said with a smile.
The one transformation that brings out Itachi's smile, though, was when he transforms into Itachi's little brother. He even went so far as to make stories up just to keep up with his pretend-Sasuke's growth. Itachi never calls him Sasuke, though. On some level, his best friend knew Sasuke was long burned in the Amateratsu- induced funeral pyre they made so that greedy hands won't acquire Uchiha eyes.
Itachi gave pretend-Sasuke a tired smile and a poke to the forehead. Pretend-Sasuke pouted. He followed Itachi to the window with a great view of the sunset. "Aniki-"
"Shisui," he interrupted pretend Sasuke's practiced speech in a tired voice.
Well. After several years, Itachi finally acknowledged that he only had his best friend for company, after all. He transformed back to his older self and waited for Itachi to continue.
"Thank you," Itachi continued. For taking care of me. For always being there, even as we killed our entire family together. For sacrificing your womanizing ways to be with your broken best friend. "I'm ready to meet them, now."
Shisui didn't even hesitate. "Do you want it painful, or painless? I'm fine either way. The Uchiha line dies with us tonight."
Shisui would do anything for Itachi. He would follow Itachi anywhere he went.
Even in death.
It was the last time anyone ever witnessed black flames, that night.
He helped a broken Itachi fake their own deaths during an ANBU mission, so that he and his best friend could live without those wretched elders breathing down their necks to procreate-they were the last two Uchihas after all. Shisui was done with doing what was best for the village after what he let happen to his best friend. So they left, to let his best friend heal.
He considered it his full-time job of keeping Itachi somewhat functional and sane. Well, relatively sane.
There were days when Itachi believed he was with Shisui on a long- term mission and will return to Konoha someday to a still- living Uchiha clan and bought trinkets for his still-living brother.
He mastered the henge to be anyone his best friend needed. They lived their lives as mercenaries. When they return to their little shed in the middle of nowhere after a mission, Shisui transforms himself into whoever Itachi needed at the time.
He would be anyone for his best friend. Most of the times, he is himself.
There were days when he transforms himself into Itachi's lover, and wonders whether or not Itachi knows or cares that he was fucking his best friend. Those days, he wonders when he stopped caring how they are somewhat related and thought of each other as brothers.
"Aniki," a little black- haired boy ran towards Itachi, "Welcome home!" He said with a smile.
The one transformation that brings out Itachi's smile, though, was when he transforms into Itachi's little brother. He even went so far as to make stories up just to keep up with his pretend-Sasuke's growth. Itachi never calls him Sasuke, though. On some level, his best friend knew Sasuke was long burned in the Amateratsu- induced funeral pyre they made so that greedy hands won't acquire Uchiha eyes.
Itachi gave pretend-Sasuke a tired smile and a poke to the forehead. Pretend-Sasuke pouted. He followed Itachi to the window with a great view of the sunset. "Aniki-"
"Shisui," he interrupted pretend Sasuke's practiced speech in a tired voice.
Well. After several years, Itachi finally acknowledged that he only had his best friend for company, after all. He transformed back to his older self and waited for Itachi to continue.
"Thank you," Itachi continued. For taking care of me. For always being there, even as we killed our entire family together. For sacrificing your womanizing ways to be with your broken best friend. "I'm ready to meet them, now."
Shisui didn't even hesitate. "Do you want it painful, or painless? I'm fine either way. The Uchiha line dies with us tonight."
Shisui would do anything for Itachi. He would follow Itachi anywhere he went.
Even in death.
It was the last time anyone ever witnessed black flames, that night.
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