It's raining.
It was raining the day after you left. Did you know that? The rain was mourning the death of our clan. At least, that's what Sasuke said. His eyes were puffy and red and still threatening tears. "They don't deserve to be mourned, Sasuke…" How I wanted to scream those words at him, make him stop the childish sobbing. I had headaches for weeks listening to him cry wasted tears. But I couldn't break my promise to you. I kept my mouth shut and pretended to be moody and depressed like him. Why didn't you just take me with you? Would I have been such a burden to you? It's raining…and I miss you.
It's cold.
The temperature is abnormally low tonight. I can feel the condensation on the windows. The glass is like solid ice. The cold is an internal feeling as well. Uncomfortable chills rack my body and there's no way to get warm. I remember when I used to crawl in bed with you at night. It's cold…and I want you to hold me.
It's quiet.
Has the village always been this quiet at night? I can't hear anything, not even the animals. Everything is eerily silent, frozen in time. Silence makes me think. It brings back painful memories, memories I'd rather keep locked away in my mind. There are things that I know, things I've seen, and things I've done that I wish not to remember, but the damn quiet only amplifies the visions. It's quiet…and I want to talk to you.
It's dark.
I can't see anything. Nothing but darkness. I can only tell time by my other senses. I'm still good enough to be a shinobi, but I'm still damaged goods. After all, what use is an Uchiha with no Sharingan? None. Lord Uragiri did all he good, but the damage was simply too severe. Hoseki-sensei, Takai, and Akuten come over often, but it's crushing not to see their faces anymore. Koroshi is forever trying to fix some medicine she guarantees will work, but she's only trying to get over it. Honestly, I'm still trying to get over it. Sasuke, my own twin brother, blinded me. It's dark here…and I want to see you.
I'm lonely.
The sense of abandonment is overwhelming. I thought I had everything over control, but when I realized the outcome of Sasuke's attack, I broke down. He didn't give a damn about me, only his goal. I was just in his way. Sasuke has grown so distant, it's scary. I fear he may be losing his grip on reality. Maybe you would have done him a favor by killing him, if only to spare him his insanity. Either way, I'm lonely…and I want you back.
Days like this make me think about you, Itachi; how I'll never have another meal, mission, or simple conversation with you in this life. But you were ready to go and I do not hold that against you. Rest now, brother.