Our War | Itachi X Reader

Epilogue

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The weeks following the attack, I was placed in the hospital and didn't wake up until a week after everything happened. A few Uchiha survived, 15 or so, which was more than I honestly expected. Shisui was one of the lucky one, he got out with broken ribs but otherwise okay - besides the mental trauma of course.

Itachi and Mikoto were also placed in the hospital, alive, but in a coma. Both of their physical injuries are healed, but they haven't given me any other information. They're not sure if they're going to make it yet, but Sasuke got out unscathed. He was removed from the compound before the bombings went off, in turn that means his gradmother was also perfectly safe - though any later and it would have been very different. I was very relieved to find out that Sasuke was okay. Fugaku, though, did not make it out.

We Uchiha were not the only ones surprised by the bombs, the Hyuuga were as well. It turns out Hiashi was secretly planning this without anyone else's knowledge, and had hired a nuke nin, Deidara I believe his name was, from the Stone Village. They have yet to catch him, but I'll be damned if I don't get to kill him myself.

The Hyuuga have since backed off their mission of stealing my eyes, considering there is a new clan leader; one I haven't taken the liberty of knowing what their name is.

I'm still stuck in the hospital, but I visit Itachi everyday for as long as I can. I try to pay Mikoto a visit each day as well. Neither of their conditions have gotten any better, though I pray to any God out there that I will see the slightest sign of life within my lover and his mother.

I am currently residing in Itachi's hospital room, sitting on an uncomfortable chair holding his hand. I like to talk to him as if he were awake, perhaps he can hear what I'm saying. I like reading to him, a tale of two cities is what I've been reading this past week. Perhaps if he can hear me, he's making fun of my book choice in his head.

Right now though, I'm simply sitting in the silence staring at him - as creepy as that sounds. It makes me rather sad, I miss his eyes, his smile, everything about him. And for the life of me, I cannot stop crying.

Sasuke is no better. He pretends he doesn't cry and that he is okay, but I can overhear what he says to Itachi when he's alone sometimes. Not only that, but he's grieving the death of his beloved father. No matter how much he's trying to keep it together, he keeps breaking little by little.

Lost within my thoughts, I don't feel the small squeeze on my hand. Looking towards Itachi's bed I see his eyes barely cracked open. "Oh my god," I whisper.

Tears roll down my face, and I immediately hug him, whispering to him how much I loved and missed him. He does his best to hug me back, but I don't blame him for his difficulty in doing so.

"Let me go get a nurse," I say, practically running out of the room.

A nurse examines him, and I'm finally allowed back into the room. "Itachi," I whisper, still unable to believe that after all these weeks of waiting, he's finally awake. He beckons me over to his bed, and I walk forward towering over his laying form. He scoots over in invitation for me to climb into bed with him.

Not hesitating, I slide in next to him and wrap my arms around him, head laying on his chest. I tilt my head up gently to see Itachi's face, he looks down at me with a smile placed upon those perfect lips of his.

I kiss him, softly and passionately, "We made it y/n, we'll be okay." He whispers when we pull away. I sigh, because I know this isn't the end, there's so much more we're going to have to deal with. No, everything is not okay, but for now we can lay here together and pretend it is, because we're alive and that's all that matters.

We'll be okay with time, we'll fix everything later. All that matters is our arms wrapped around each other, and our sighs of relief. For the love between us is enough for right now.