[Fic] Itachi/Shisui - Can't You Tell? (We're Falling)
Title: Can't You Tell? (We're Falling)
Series: Naruto
Pairing/Characters: Itachi/Shisui
Rating: PG-13
Total length: 1,358
Warnings: choppy writing, religious themes
Summary: What Shisui knows is this: the stories have it wrong.
Author's Note: For notebook_chan. Here's to hoping that you don't have anything against vaguely sacrilegious themes and angelic incest. I'm blaming it on Supernatural and the prompt, "Yeah. All because of you, I lost my wings. My ticket into paradise. Do you want to know if it was worth it?"
What people don't understand, is that they're enamored with the idea of evil. That they take something simple and twist it until it pops, becoming something else entirely. They will never look at their devil and see an angel who thought the world was more beautiful than the Kingdom of Heaven. Never see a man who looked at a fellow brother starving in the desert and offered him food and water. The devil's name is lost to the winds of time, and no one seems to remember that he'd once watched with wide eyes as the northern lights danced around him.
Series: Naruto
Pairing/Characters: Itachi/Shisui
Rating: PG-13
Total length: 1,358
Warnings: choppy writing, religious themes
Summary: What Shisui knows is this: the stories have it wrong.
Author's Note: For notebook_chan. Here's to hoping that you don't have anything against vaguely sacrilegious themes and angelic incest. I'm blaming it on Supernatural and the prompt, "Yeah. All because of you, I lost my wings. My ticket into paradise. Do you want to know if it was worth it?"
What people don't understand, is that they're enamored with the idea of evil. That they take something simple and twist it until it pops, becoming something else entirely. They will never look at their devil and see an angel who thought the world was more beautiful than the Kingdom of Heaven. Never see a man who looked at a fellow brother starving in the desert and offered him food and water. The devil's name is lost to the winds of time, and no one seems to remember that he'd once watched with wide eyes as the northern lights danced around him.