~Name~
Uchiha Itachi was tired. So very tired. The majority of his life had been spent on a route that he hated simply because of the one thing that he had come to hate the most: his name.
It wasn't his given name that Itachi despised, even if it did translate to weasel, and he had been teased about it before – that is, before he stuck a genin full of senbon two days after he entered the Academy; the insolent twelve-year old had happened to catch him on one of his bad days (the Uchiha had been denied his pocky that morning by his health-conscious mother) and it took everything Itachi had to avoid burning the genin to a crisp. At least the numerous needles hadn't hit anything vital...or at least, too vital.
Anyways, his given name wasn't the reason that Itachi was condemned to the life he had: it was the fact that he was Uchiha Itachi that mattered. It was because he belonged to the Uchiha clan that this fate had befallen the elder son of Uchiha Fugaku and Mikoto.
All his life, from the time he was born, Itachi had had his surname hung over his head. He would always be the heir of the clan, always have a harsh degree of decorum to uphold, always have to do as an Uchiha was expected to, and that was to be impeccable: to never shame himself, and more importantly, his clan.
And it was by his name that Itachi was forced to give up all he knew and cared about despite how sparingly he showed it, including his precious baby brother, who now hated him with every fiber of his revenge-craving being.
Well, at least Sasuke used to. Nowadays, it seemed that his little brother had been spending more and more time in Konoha with a blond, who had finally dragged Sasuke back and convinced his raven best friend to forget avenging, though Itachi wasn't 100% sure that was true.
Either way, Itachi felt that the determination to stay alive to take care of Sasuke in distant, far away places had left him. The younger Uchiha had someone to take care of him now anyways, and Itachi no longer felt compelled to do the horrid things he had done, if only for the protection of the littlest (and only other) Uchiha, in complicated, unbelievable ways.
And so Uchiha Itachi was now going to act on one of the most asinine ideas he had ever beheld, and probably would ever. Clothed in the Akatsuki cloak that he so loathed, the high classed missing nin was doing the one thing that no one sane, let alone a highly wanted enemy of Konoha would do: he was waltzing casually towards his home town.
As for what would and could happen to him, Itachi had a good idea. But the raven man knew one thing: even now, he would be recognized by his name and not as Itachi, even in death.
I was feeling angsty...anyways, Itachi is one of my favorite characters from Naruto, and I just had to include him somehow. How did I do with the characterization?