Dead Love || Uchiha Itachi

When It Began

The villages never stopped being in war. As everyone grew older, the war became harsher. Innocent villages were attacked, children were killed.

Orochimaru had killed the Third Hokage. News about Naruto had spread all over the Shinobi world. And Minako's village and orphanage was destroyed, her the lone survivor because of her yellow flash.

She ran for her life, running out of chakra, her only choice was to use Kurama, whom she had become friends with over the years. They had come to agreement one day, and ever since then, had been in good terms.

She ran and ran and ran until Kurama took over and destroyed everything chasing her.

Minako woke up in the middle of nowhere. So she began to travel the world beyond the places she had been to. She was already 18. It had been 8 long years since she had done anything productive. The last time she talked to someone out of her village was when she sent all the letters back to Akatsuki, giving her farewells.

She never received a letter again after that. Not even from Itachi or Sasori.

Instead, she ran to her brother's aid at his most time of need, even though he never knew who it was who saved his life after his fight with Sasuke.

She ended losing her life that week. To the one and only Deidara, who sensed the tailed beast chakra that was so strong, much stronger than when it was only Naruto.

He had killed her by accident. And she wasn't fast enough. All she was thinking before she died was to be there for her brother when he most needed. She remembered seeing Sasori's face, his real face, last.

"Tell... tell I- Itachi. Th- that it has always, and w- will always be his. Tell him... to- to live on. Don't die. Pr- protect my brother for me."

Were her last words before she died in the arms of the red head who cried silently and buried the girl next to her parent's grave in Konoha. He risked his life to bury her next to her parents, and he didn't regret it one bit.

News had spread, the missing-nin, Namikaze Minako, daughter of Kushina and Minato had been murdered and buried the day after right next to her parent's grave. News spread like wildfire all over the Shinobi world.

A valuable Shinobi had again, lost her life at a young age.

Itachi lay in bed that night. The bed sheets ripped, the room trashed. All of this didn't matter anymore. The love of his life was gone.

That night he developed a terminal illness. That night his heart strings snapped one by one, until there was only one supporting his heart. He could no longer bear the pain.

He woke up next morning to a knock on his door.

Sasori had relayed the message to the boy his best friend was in love with. He cried. And cried. And he didn't come out of his room.

Itachi had prolonged his death of the illness from Minako's words. She wanted him to live on for her sake. To protect the village her parents loved so much and died for.

He had waited, watching over Naruto. Watching over his brother, who he decided was the one to end his life, for he would die anyways, and his death had to mean something to the brother that hated him so much.

Itachi thought of seeing Minako again after 11 years until his last breath, when it didn't happen.

The afterlife didn't exist after death. Nothing existed after death, he realized he had been cheated.

Until the Fourth Shinobi War began.