Naruto and Akatsuki One-Shots

Child Reader (Itachi's Daughter)

Underneath the shade of a blooming cherry tree in the secluded Akatsuki hideout, Itachi Uchiha found solace and moments of joy with his daughter, (Y/N) Uchiha. At five years old, she was a petite and lively child, resembling a miniature version of the young Sasuke. (Y/N)'s raven-black hair, adorned with delicate red ribbons, cascaded in tight curls down her back. Her eyes, like obsidian orbs, reflected the innocence and curiosity of childhood.

Itachi, usually reserved and stoic, transformed into a caring and gentle father in the presence of his beloved daughter. The soft rustle of the cherry blossoms overhead created a serene atmosphere as he cradled (Y/N) in his arms. She giggled with infectious joy, her laughter echoing through the hidden corners of their sanctuary.

"Papa! Higher, higher!" (Y/N) pleaded, her tiny hands gripping Itachi's cloak as she enjoyed the playful bouncing.

Itachi obliged, lifting her higher with each bounce, a rare smile gracing his usually serious visage. "Like this?" he asked, his deep voice carrying a warmth that was reserved exclusively for his daughter.

(Y/N)'s laughter filled the air, a delightful melody that resonated with the beauty of the cherry blossoms surrounding them. "Yes, Papa! I can touch the sky!" she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with pure delight.

Itachi's onyx eyes softened as he looked at his daughter. In these precious moments, he found a refuge from the shadows of his past and the complexities of his role within the Akatsuki. (Y/N)'s innocence was a beacon of light in the darkness that shrouded their lives.

As the cherry blossoms gently fell around them, (Y/N)'s laughter turned into innocent chatter. "Papa, why do the flowers fall? Do they get tired of staying up there?"

Itachi chuckled softly, a sound that was as rare as the blooming cherry blossoms in the Akatsuki hideout. "No, little one. The flowers fall to make way for new ones. It's a cycle of renewal."

(Y/N) tilted her head, her curiosity evident in her wide-eyed gaze. "Renewal?" she repeated, trying to grasp the concept.

"It means that even when things seem to end, there's always a new beginning. Just like the cherry blossoms," Itachi explained, his words carrying a depth beyond the understanding of a five-year-old.

(Y/N) pondered this for a moment before breaking into another round of giggles. "Papa, you're funny! Can we have ice cream after this?"

Itachi smiled, a genuine expression of happiness that few witnessed. "Of course, (Y/N). Anything for you."

Under the cherry tree, in the heart of the Akatsuki hideout, father and daughter continued to share moments of joy and love. The juxtaposition of innocence against the backdrop of their ominous surroundings created a poignant scene, a fleeting glimpse into the softer side of a legendary shinobi and his cherished daughter, (Y/N) Uchiha.

As Itachi gently set (Y/N) down on the soft grass beneath the cherry tree, he couldn't escape the somber reality that hung over their tranquil moment. He crouched down to meet her gaze, his smile now tinged with a sadness that reflected the weight of his responsibilities.

"(Y/N)," Itachi began softly, his hand brushing a lock of her curly hair away from her face, "there's something important I need to tell you."

(Y/N) tilted her head, sensing a change in the atmosphere. "What is it, Papa?" she asked, her eyes wide and filled with innocence.

Itachi sighed, his gaze momentarily distant as he tried to find the right words. "Soon, you will go to live with your Uncle Sasuke. He will take care of you when I'm no longer here."

(Y/N)'s eyes widened with confusion, and a small furrow formed on her forehead. "But I don't know Uncle Sasuke. Why can't we stay together, Papa?" she questioned, her voice tinged with concern.