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He allowed a moment of weakness, and for once, he looked exhausted. It highlighted his faint scars, the wrinkles, and his aging body. Itachi laid his head upon her lap gently, and quietly, she ran her hands through his hair, pulling it free from the band and allowing it to pool into her lap and onto the floor. She watched at the moon with him and smiled.
"I wish this moment would last forever."
Itachi did not respond, but she knew he shared the same sentiments.
That night, she shared all of her loves, her hates, her worries, her fears, and dreams for the future. That night, he kissed away all the tribulations, and that night was the night she fell.
But it was all just a memory now.
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