I love Itachi's story. I do realize he's a fictional character, but he's quite admirable.
A/N:The following is an excerpt from my story. I decided to use it as a preface of sorts. Please review, the are two objects of writing fiction:1)To express one's self. 2) To entertain an audience. I need the input of readers to achieve both.
Disclaimer:I do not own Naruto.
Thank you for your time. :)
-OnyxRose13
Prologue
She turned her head to look over at the bed beside her own…and in an instant was awestruck.
She could barely recognize her patient. Looking at him, no one would believe that only yesterday he had been on the verge of wasting away.
His skin was frigidly pale, and seemed to hold a luminosity all it's own. His eyes were no longer cloudy, but stood out cruel, clear crimson rimmed by heavy eyelashes. His hair was the darkest, shiniest brown Sakura had ever seen.
He watched her with a serene intelligence.
And for a wild moment she wondered if he was even human.
His voice seemed to fail him, but he managed to mouth to her "Where am I?"…
"Konoha Hospital" she replied carefully.
This time he was able to force out a raspy whisper "They took in a traitor?"…he lifted an elegant eyebrow...
"They took in a hero", her proclamation was met with silence.
"Itachi, you were dead. You were dead for a month. We brought you back two days ago," she bit her lip.
He had the good grace to smile, but there was no missing the horror in his eyes. He looked for a moment like he wanted to ask but decided against it.
Instead he said, "What put me here?"
"Restoring your life was the easy part. You had a super-aggressive form of tuberculosis. We finally removed all the bacteria a few hours ago."
She could practically watch everything click into place in Itachi's mind as he took in her, his surrounding, assessed the situation.
All in all the process took about three seconds.
"Are you sick too?", straight to the point...just like his little brother.
"I'm the medic that healed you"
The tall man looked stricken "Please no...", he moaned.
She shrugged gently "The disease had to go some where".
The Uchiha genius buried his face in his hands.