Recondite
By: somedayisours
Summary: In one world Shisui crushes his face and Itachi holds him in the river, in the other Shisui wakes up with lungs empty of water and a still body under his fingers.
Time: Shisui's death, before the Uchiha massacre.
A/N: Beginning is worded with out names, making it confusing.
The forest that once was green
Was colored black by those killing machines.
-Of Monsters And Men, Dirty Paws
"There was no struggle," they said. "His face is almost completely crushed. He would have been in a lot of pain."
The silence is a scream that only he can hear. There are no eyes.
His father comes in the night, but not to his room, but the river.
"What was your goal?" He spits it out like it's poison, as if the words layed in his mouth and draped on his mind any longer he would die.
"To save us." He raises his hands into the air, a breeze rustling the leaves and howling loud enough to drown out the river. The river that downed him.
"From who?"
"Ourselves."
The silence is enough to make the river loud again.
Shisui draws his arms around himself, turning to face Fugaku. "I was under the water with my skull crushed, and then..." He seems to contemplate what he is going to say, "Itachi's neck is in my hands, and not mine in his."
Fugaku is silent. "Why?" He asks, but it's not really a question.
"Because the world needs its tragedy."
Recondite - Not easily understood; Concealed.
Thank You for reading Recondite.
somedayisours
