Hello ≫ Itachi

The worst thing in the world

"Ita~Kun where are you going?" Itachi was halfway out the door but stopped.

"Out, I'll see you soon. I love you." He said, not even looking at me.

"O. . .kay. . ." I watched him leave, what was his deal?

The shower was calling me, I flinched as I walked towards the bathroom. 

I walked into the kitchen, the shower had been relaxing. Konan had made some bacon and eggs for everyone. I sat down and shovelled the food into my mouth. They were acting normal so that means they didn't hear me and Itachi last night. . .I turned crimson and shovelled food into my mouth but Sasori said something that made me choke.

"Don the be so loud next time, I could hear you from down the hallway." Scowled Sasori, walking out of the kitchen.

"W-wha?" I gasped.

"What did he mean by that?" Asked Hidan.

"No fucking clue." I lied, shrugging.

"I do! Squeaked Tobi, giggling maliciously.

"Holy shit, what kinda fucking laugh is that?" Said everyone in unison to Tobi who had curled up into a ball and was giggling madly. Everyone filed out of the room with wide eyes.

"Tobi, no." I scowled.

"La, la, la. . ." He got up and slipped outta the room. 

"What the fuck?" I asked the air, no answer.

It was oddly quiet tonight. I waited for Itachi to come but he never did. He wasn't here all day and Pain and Kisame seemed to be acting differently. I got up and burst into Kisame's room. 

"Where's, Itachi?" I hissed, grabbing him by the shirt.

"(F/N). . ." Guilt flooded his face "Itachi was killed by Sasuke today, it's why he left. He knew what he was doing." 

I released him and backed out of the room, shaking my head.

"That's not funny." My voice was higher than usual.

"I'm not joking." Said Kisame sadly.

"He's dead?" I asked myself as I slammed the door behind me.

I sat down on a desk and saw a pice of blank paper. I didn't know what to do so I grabbed a pen and began to write, I grabbed more paper and wrote things, anything. I dropped the pen. On the wall I had taped poems and quotes that had just come to me while I thought about Itachi. I looked at one curiously.

You are the knife I turn inside of myself;that is love. That, my dear is love.

Another one said.

I'm always the one who loves too much.

Scribbled lazily across one was.

I can't forget you, I can't forget our love.

My heart beat picked up and my lip began to tremble. I let the hot tears slip from my eyes and onto the floor. I lost him again. I slipped to the ground and cried myself to sleep.

This was the worst thing in the world.