If You Wish to Kill Me
By kirrah05
Naruto is Masashi Kishimoto's
"Foolish little brother, if you wish to kill me, hate me, detest me, and live in an unsightly way. Run, run and cling to life. And one day, when the time comes you have same eyes as I do, come before me."
He'll never forget those words, the words that his brother spoke that bloody night. The night where his hell all began. Those words haunted him every single day, it made him remember all the screams of all his loved ones as they lose their life, falling limp meeting the ground. As their blood spreads in an instant, he was just standing still, shaking in terror. Oh, how useless he was back then, how weak he was!
"Why?! Why nii-san?!"
Itachi eyed him closely. "To simply test my capacity."
An eight year old Sasuke eyed him with his tear stained face. His tears wouldn't stop falling. "Just for that?"
"..Yes" Itachi simply replied. "It… means a lot to me."
And from that day forth, Sasuke swore to have Itachi's head.
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"Itachi." Madara came out of the darkness, with his orange mask on.
"Madara-san." Itachi greeted him, coldly.
"I was quite surprised." Madara eyed him closely, his sharingan swirling behind his mask. "You proved that blood is thicker than water isn't always true."
"…"
"Though, it would be wiser if you chose to help our clan take over the village." He stepped closer. "Such a waste of power it is."
"I do not wish to talk about that matter." Itachi spat, his face with no trace of emotion.
"Tobi, yeah!" a voice called. Realizing who it was, Madara faced his back to Itachi with a smirk playing on his lips. "I'm coming, Deidara-sempai!" he exclaimed with a cheery voice.
"Hurry up and take my life, foolish little brother."
Even how cold and heartless the older Uchiha may look on the outside, his guilt and loneliness were eating him up inside. This was the reason he had betrayed his village, the village that made him their spy in his very own flesh and blood, his own clan. The two elders and Danzou were the ones responsible for the Uchiha massacre. The three didn't even give a damn to the third hokage's suggestions. The council made him choose village over his clan, and that began Itachi's deadly and painful hell. True, he was ordered to spare no one, kill every man who holds Uchiha blood, but he can never, ever take the life of his innocent little brother.
And so he waited, until his only brother give him a slow and painful death, which he really deserves for his unforgivable sin.
Then time came, where his brother finally matched his power. So then they fought, the clings of weapons, splashes of blood and battle cries were in the air. It rained blood under the two Uchiha brothers. And now Sasuke was at his mercy, looking up to him again with those eyes. He was so close; his bare hands were centimeters away from his brother's crimson orbs. But he simply can't do it. And he was also at his limit. Poking his brother's forehead with all he got, transfers all his sharingan techniques to his younger version.
And not so long after that, the energy of life vanished from his bloody self.
Sasuke was victorious.
