Dead Love || Uchiha Itachi

Why It Happened

Uchiha Itachi always thought he was born at the wrong period. Right at the beginning of a Shinobi war. Yet sometimes he felt he was born at the right time, for if he hadn't been born then, he wouldn't have met Minako.

He knew he was born with the luck of a straw. Once used, is thrown away. He had the worst luck out of his whole family.

He had ran to Akatsuki, demanding for Minako only to be shown Sasori, in his disguise. Sasori, curious to who was searching for the girl he called his sister, challenged him, only to lose to the Uchiha's sharingan.

Itachi had been shown the old room of Minako before she left as a welcome to Akatsuki. He was free to stay where Minako had stayed. She hadn't bother clearing out her stuff since Nagato told her she was always welcomed back.

Itachi traced the walls of the dark room and touched the photos hanging off a string Minako had connected from wall to wall.

So many pictures and so much memories. She had grown up with the Akatsuki. Most of the pictures were of Sasori and her. Sometimes him giving her a piggyback ride while in his disguise. A picture of her strangling Orochimaru. A picture of Itachi studying back at the Uchiha household.

Itachi's eyes widened at the picture as his hands trembled. There was another picture of Itachi and Sasuke talking in the middle of Konoha.

Minako hugged the letter as she fell asleep that night, clutching it towards her heart.

She was planning to mail everything back to the Akatsuki the next morning for she no longer had any need for it.

As she drifted off to sleep, dreaming about a world where she and Itachi were together again, the world darkened and her dream was enveloped in darkness. Not before she saw a familiar face.

Sasuke.