how did this even happen...

[mooneye]

It wasn't a bad sort of place. Lots of things to do and people to see. Plenty of freedom to dart over the rooftops and down the alleys--or out of the village and into the woods and rocky wild places beyond. Obito liked Michi no Sato.

He had stopped for lunch and was eating at a table outside the restaurant, watching people walk past. The food was good. The cold breeze was nice. Ah, yes. Years and years trapped in a cave with a crazy old man and a bunch of plant monsters--it had left him really able to appreciate the little things.

[ooc: here is an AU Obito in his twenties. Got through the time with Madara, and Rin's death, but didn't go completely evil after all of it...]

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[mooneye]

When they had stepped some distance from one another Obito paused and nodded. "It's been interesting meeting you, cousin," he said. "I wish you well."

And with that he turned away. Giving the other his back in what was something of a sign of trust--but also just his own recklessness, and confidence. He stepped lightly away and continued as he had been, before he had noticed the other Uchiha, prowling northward.

[itachi_san]

Itachi didn't know whether to believe him or not. So he simply sided with politeness.

"... Likewise."

He kept his mangekyo active until Obito had walked out of sight, and then let it fade away. He let out an uneasy breath. Things could have gone... much worse...

He thought for a moment about ordering another cup of tea, but his body was shaking as badly as his mind was reeling. He decided that one broken cup was enough, and instead, made his way into the street, in the opposite direction.

[sparkplug_chan]

The fact that she even managed to sneak up on him was... wrong. It rubbed across her nerves unpleasantly. "What's wrong with you?"

[itachi_san]

He stumbled as the voice startled him from behind. Unfortunately, there was nothing to catch himself on, and he fell to the ground on his hands and knees.

He spun around as quickly as he could. But looking up at Sasuke was like looking at a ghost. His heart sank. His breathing was ragged. He'd failed her... him... someone... once, always... This place, this second chance... Stop. Just stop.

Itachi closed his eyes. He forced composure. He forced what he could of the old facade back on his face. When he opened his eyes again, his mangekyo were active.

"Go home, Sasuke." he replied sternly. "To mother and father."

[sparkplug_chan]

"No father to go home to." She stared at him for a long moment then moved forward and caught him by the arm, pulling him to his feet, though not as ungently as might have been expected. "You didn't answer me."

[itachi_san]

He was uneasy on his feet, but pulled his arm free of her grip.

"I said, go home."

He paused. His voice trembled.

"Before I force you to do something... I should have let you... any version of you... do a long time ago."

[sparkplug_chan]

"You can't force me to do anything Itachi." Her voice was flat and she stared up at him, sharingan spinning to life. "Now -tell me-."

[itachi_san]

"If you really want to know that badly..." he hissed, shaking as he reached out, grabbing the back of Sasuke's head and directing her eyes directly into his.

His mangekyo spun, the images in his mind playing out for her like a horror film.

The orders, the agony, the pleas and negotiations, the suggestions that Obito just revealed and the paths he didn't take, could have taken, should have taken... The massacre. Every bloody moment playing back as he saw it. The missions, the bounties, Madara, Obito, fighting, surviving, crows, marching to his own death and blood, blood, blood, blood on his hands.

He blinked. And she was left with a pale, sunken, shaking face staring back at her.

[sparkplug_chan]

She didn't fight it like she could have, knew she could have, but her eyes were wide as he released it, breath faltering as she looked back at him in horrified shock, fingers tightening on him.

[itachi_san]

His left eye throbbed. His vision blurred and he forced it shut to keep what balance he still had.

[sparkplug_chan]

It was different than that day. That was all she could think, and she released his sleeve finally, staring at him for a moment more before lunging forward, wrapping her arms around him as she got a grip on him.

[itachi_san]

As she let go, Itachi sunk to his knees.

He felt her arms around him, completely unexpected. And he froze. Trembling, shaking, he honestly didn't know what to do.

[sparkplug_chan]

She held him to her chest, grip tight but not painful as she pressed her face against his hair. "Damn you Aniki."

The murmur was rough with tears, but no threat at all.

[itachi_san]

Itachi could feel her breath hitch. She... Sasuke was crying...

"I... I killed them, Sasuke... I killed them. I saved you. I left you... I hurt you. I set it all up..." he found himself starting to cry as well. "I... love you..."

[sparkplug_chan]

She gave him a shake, but she didn't want to damage him, aware of the fact that he has been, since she'd gotten here, practically helpless. "Damn you. Damnyoudamnyou. The Idiot wasn't supposed to be -right-."

[itachi_san]

Slowly, hesitantly, he reached his arms around her as well.

"I'm... sorry, Sasuke. I'm sorry..."

[sparkplug_chan]

"You better be." Her voice turned sharper, low and demanding. "How could you leave me behind?"

[itachi_san]

How could he? What choice did he have? He was being exiled from the village. The Akatsuki would have killed Sasuke. Madara would have killed Sasuke himself.

"You were... safe there." he whispered, not letting go.

[sparkplug_chan]

She growled, tightening her hold. "Damn you."

[itachi_san]

"... Look at me..." he pulled her head back, forcing his chakra through his mangekyo again. "Look me in the eyes..."

[sparkplug_chan]

She resisted for a moment, lips pressing tightly together, but finally opened her eyes to look at him.

[itachi_san]

He wasn't sure whether he was convincing her, or convincing himself, that he'd done absolutely everything that he could have done.

Sasuke's mind was filled with even more images - negotiations with the Hokage, threats made to Danzo, time after time that Itachi broke into the Village, risking everything to make sure Sasuke was all right. Akatsuki missions that he failed, purposefully failed, to protect Konoha, to keep the peace, to make sure everyone was safe... Faces blurred by tears. Faces blurred by decaying sharingan. Prayers and pleas. Whispers and hopes.

This time, the images stopped abruptly. And Itachi's eyes faded to a dull black.

"I... I can't show you... anymore..."

[sparkplug_chan]

"Then don't." Her tone as sharp and she hesitated only a moment before picking him up from the ground entirely. He was too light, it shouldn't be this -easy- to get the man off the ground. "Just shut up already."

[itachi_san]

Itachi stumbled on his feet, taken (again) by complete surprise as Sasuke lifted him up with hardly any effort.

His mind flashed back to his one and only goal... For Sasuke to become strong enough to kill him. This one certainly was. Or perhaps, he was really just that weak.

Did it matter?

"I... have nothing more to give, Sasuke..." tears stuck to his cheeks. "If you... still want to kill me... I... can't stop you..."

[sparkplug_chan]

She raised her voice. "Aniki, I said to -shut up-!" She set him on his feet, keeping her hands on him as she checked if his knees would even hold.