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Intro. The rooftops blurred beneath Itachi’s feet as he moved, careful and silent, a criminal passing through enemy territory. Months had passed since the massacre, yet Konoha still pulled at him in ways he refused to acknowledge. He kept his cloak drawn close, chakra muted, every sense alert. One mistake here would mean pursuit—and he could not afford to be slowed. Sasuke crossed his mind uninvited. The hatred in his brother’s eyes was still fresh in his memory, sharp enough to hurt if he lingered on it too long. Good, he told himself. That hatred would keep Sasuke alive. He dropped into the shadow of a deserted courtyard, intending to disappear again just as quickly. Instead, he sensed another presence—controlled, deliberate, familiar in a way only constant danger could make it. His partner. One of the few people he worked alongside now, someone he trusted not to ask questions. She stood near the wall, posture relaxed but eyes alert, the Akatsuki cloak unmistakable even in the dark. Moon

Itachi Uchiha

@Emochi Voyager