Naruto Uchiha Sasuke

In the dark night, Kisame Inikikaki stood quietly in the shadow of the woods.

Kisame's eyes stared at the battlefield not far away.

His heart was filled with worry and tension, because Kisame knew that he was about to witness an unexpected battle.

Kisame had thought of ten thousand ways for Mr. Itachi to die, but looking at the scene now, Kisame just felt suffocated.

"Really or not, Mr. Itachi, you died like this?"

Itachi's death brought great pain to Kisame.

Kisame couldn't believe that the person he had always admired, that powerful man, left him like this.

Itachi's death was like a sharp knife, piercing deeply into Kisame's heart.

"Mr. Itachi, are you really not afraid of pain?"

Kisame lowered his head and muttered to himself.

But what shocked Kisame even more was Mr. Itachi's decision before his death - to give his eyes to Sasuke.

Mr. Itachi!

At the last moment of his life, he personally cut off his own eyes and gave the pair of Mangekyō Sharingan to his younger brother.

This kind of selfless love and sacrifice made Kisame deeply shocked and admired.

Kisame sighed and slowly closed his eyes.

Recalling the look in Itachi's eyes just now, that deep determination and determination, as if he was ready to face anything.

Kisame was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Sasuke, who looked confused and sad, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Sasuke must be feeling uncomfortable right now.

And just as Kisame thought.

Itachi's death dealt a huge blow to Sasuke.

Sasuke stood motionless, his eyes fixed on Itachi's body, his heart filled with sadness and confusion.

Sasuke really doesn't know what to do or what to do now.

Sasuke's tears kept falling down and fell on Itachi's cheek beneath him.

Sasuke didn't even realize he was crying.

Sasuke felt like his heart was being torn apart and his body seemed to be hollowed out.

Sasuke thought back to the time he spent with Itachi.

Those laughter, those arguments, and those moments of fighting side by side have become so precious and unrepeatable.

Itachi's death took away a part of Sasuke's heart, making Sasuke feel an unspeakable loneliness and helplessness.

It was a pain and sadness that he had never experienced before, and Sasuke didn't know what to do with his emotions.

Sasuke wanted to do something, wanted to do something for Itachi's body, but he didn't know what to do.

Sasuke felt that his arms and legs were weak, as if the whole world was collapsing.

At this moment, Sasuke felt that something was changing deep in his heart.

Hatred is something that cannot be forgotten, but now there is no so-called fire of revenge in Sasuke's heart.

Some are left with nothing but emptiness and loneliness.

Sasuke closed his eyes, seeming to recall what Itachi had said to him before he died.

Seems to be……

No matter how you want to go in the future, I will always love you deeply...

There were many, many words that preceded them, but Sasuke could no longer remember them. He only knew that Itachi's face was covered with blood and tears.

Sasuke lowered his head and fell into memories, letting the night wind blow on him.

Itachi's last words: "No matter how you want to go in the future, I will always love you deeply!"

This is the final chapter for my life!

Brother, when we first met.

I'm still a baby.

The most painful memories later.

You are dressed in black, with long, tightly tied hair, cold eyes, and a blood-red full moon behind you.

It seems to be the case now.

At that time, you opened your eyes and used illusion to let me see those cruel scenes.

Then, you said to me who was lying on the ground: "Hate me, and come to me again when you have eyes like mine."

After saying that, he turned around decisively, leaving behind an aloof and arrogant figure, and slowly left.

It's a pity that I may not have seen your clear tears clearly.

Different from Sasuke's memory, Kisame is also recalling every moment with Mr. Itachi.

The two met each other, and it was a fight from the beginning.

Just many years later, when Mr. Itachi returned to his hometown again, he had become more calm and vicissitudes of life.

Mr. Itachi, you and I walked step by step towards the entrance of Konoha Ninja Village. When we reached the entrance of the village.

Mr. Itachi, you suddenly stopped and looked towards the place where you left with your slightly sad eyes.

After a long while, he asked me to use ninjutsu to summon the heavy fog. In my voice of doubt.

You just said calmly: "We are here just to complete the task. There is no need to be too ostentatious and cause too much trouble."

I know that what Mr. Itachi wants to hide is not your whereabouts and figure, but the memories in Mr. Itachi's heart that can never be forgotten.

Mr. Itachi, your existence perfectly explains the true meaning of genius.

Mr. Itachi, you are the youngest ANBU member, the first person in the Uchiha clan to learn all ninjutsu and the first to open the Sharingan.

However, Mr. Itachi, you have shattered all the pride and dreams of this clan.

You would rather bear the charge of treason and treason forever than endure the stubbornness, narrow-mindedness and ignorance of your tribe.

You don’t even want your most beloved brother, Uchiha Sasuke, to be harmed.

I think you are wrong on this point, Mr. Itachi, but what has happened cannot be changed.

Mr. Itachi, you think of yourself as a barrier that Sasuke must cross.

He had a premonition that his time was running out, so he held on to his already terminally ill body and started the final showdown with Sasuke.

Even in such a bad physical condition, Mr. Itachi, you are still a man standing at the top of this ninja world.

Mr. Itachi, your unparalleled power of eyes allows you to destroy everything you see.

Except for the love in your heart.

So, Mr. Itachi, when you staggered towards Sasuke.

He kept repeating: "Sasuke, your future is bright, my eyes are yours."

Mr. Itachi, your fingers were slightly bent and placed on Sasuke's forehead.

This is the most familiar and intimate action.

Now, everything should be in order!

Mr. Itachi, you can finally put down all your burdens and have a good rest.

"Sasuke, please forgive me for the last time."

At the same time Mr. Itachi fell, heavy rain began to fall over the ruins of the fiefdom.

And Amaterasu, who was supposed to disappear with Mr. Itachi, also started burning.

Two lines of crystal liquid streaked across Sasuke's face, whether it was his tears or rain.

The everlasting black flame, accompanied by the pattering rain, played the last silent funeral song for Mr. Weasel.

Mr. Itachi, your mission is accomplished.

Mr. Itachi, you fell on the cold ground, looking at the dark sky with your eyeless eyes.

Mr. Itachi, you have done all you can do as an older brother.

However, you can no longer listen to your favorite brother clamoring for you to teach him shuriken.

Then Mr. Itachi, you curl your fingers, flick his forehead, and say with a smile.

"Sorry, Sasuke, next time!"