An Itachi Fanfiction [EDITING]

(Y/N) vs Shisui Uchiha

The moment I sensed that familiar chakra, I knew.

I just knew.

There were some chakra signatures a person never forgot.

No matter how much time passed.

No matter how impossible it seemed.

I ran through the forest, ignoring the protests of my exhausted body.

Branches whipped against my face.

Roots threatened to trip me.

I didn't care.

For the first time since the war began, I wasn't running toward an enemy.

I was running toward a ghost.

When I finally burst into the clearing, I stopped dead.

A lone figure stood beneath the moonlight.

Dark hair.

Gentle eyes.

A familiar smile.

For several seconds, I couldn't breathe.

Couldn't think.

Couldn't move.

Then a shaky laugh escaped me.

"I knew it."

My vision blurred.

"It's really you."

The man's eyes widened.

"(Y/N)?"

His voice was exactly the same.

Eleven years hadn't changed it.

Eleven years.

My knees nearly gave out.

Shisui stared at me.

Then he smiled.

A real smile.

Warm.

Familiar.

The same smile I remembered from my childhood.

"(Y/N)," he repeated softly. "How long has it been?"

My throat tightened.

"Eleven years."

His smile vanished.

For a moment, genuine sadness crossed his face.

Then suddenly his expression changed.

His body moved.

Not by choice.

Several shuriken flew toward me.

Instinct took over.

I drew my sword.

Metal clashed against metal as every projectile was deflected.

Shisui looked horrified.

"I can't control my movements."

I wasn't surprised.

Kabuto's reanimation.

Of course.

A second later his Mangekyō Sharingan activated.

"Don't look into my eyes!"

I activated my own Mangekyō.

"It's alright."

His attack dissolved before it could reach me.

Confusion flashed across his face.

"Your Mangekyō Sharingan?"