Character: Itachi
Itachi thinks he's going crazy; crazy in the way that when Kisame cuts something (anything), all he sees is his mother in her strong and delicate way, cutting fruit in perfect tiny slices, her hands stained with juice, like a painter (Kisame just looks like a killer, its only natural). Crazy in the way that when Sasuke lies on the floor beaten, again, all his Sharingan eyes see is little defensless Sasuke in his mother's cold arms, her lips mumbling some distant lullaby—Itachi just watches, just watches as she sings, just watches as she cuts, just watches as she dies and deos everything in that pretty, plain way only a Uchiha mother can. Itachi is going crazy (insane really) in the way that When he imagines Sasuke killing him—its Sasuke in his mothers dress, cold words mumbled from his pretty pink lips (singing and down will come baby, carriage and all).
-Lord listen Love, we're all missing mama-
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