I will defend Uchiha Itachi to my bitter end.
Uchiha Itachi, whose only goal was to make sure his brother had a future.
Uchiha Itachi, who willingly destroyed himself and his soul, doing the unforgivable, because he knew it was the only way to save Sasuke.
Uchiha Itachi, who knew if anyone found out about the truth behind the massacre, that the Uchiha clan name would be tarnished, and Sasuke would have nothing to his name.
Uchiha Itachi, who did everything in his power to make sure he died the villain, so no one would ever know the truth. So Sasuke could have a life in Konoha.
Uchiha Itachi, who knew how Sasuke would react, and died thinking he had erased any possibility of that happening, of Sasuke finding out and turning on the village.
Uchiha Itachi, who told his brother to kill him, because he knew Sasuke needed to be strong, and that one goal would get him there.
Uchiha Itachi, who told his beloved otōto “if you want to kill me, curse me! hate me!”
Uchiha Itachi, who knew it would kill his soul, if Sasuke truly hated him.
Uchiha Itachi, who wanted his brother to have the closure of erasing the villain in his story. Even at the cost of his soul.
Uchiha Itachi, who gave everything. EVERYTHING.
Who was always 10 steps ahead, calculating every possibility, all in the name of making sure his brother had a future. Could live his life.
… Uchiha Itachi, who was reanimated and learned it had all been for nothing. Uchiha Itachi, who realized he’d failed. That Sasuke knew, and shared the suffering that came with that knowledge.
Uchiha Itachi, who realized his failure. And entrusted Naruto, the boy who loved and understood his brother more than anyone, with saving him.
I will never stop defending Itachi. I will never stop understanding what it is to be the oldest, and be willing to do anything. Anything. To save your sibling. I will never stop understanding that level of love. Everything Itachi did was out of love. Even hurting Sasuke in the process. It was still out of love.
And I will never stop loving Uchiha Itachi.
