[ Nobuyuki ] 🔥
Send 🔥 to find my muse taken over by one of the seven deadly sins. [ WRATH ]
Always a veritable feeling, it lived right beneath his flesh waiting for a release of some sort and it might have finally found it. Itachi Uchiha stared down at the one who had caused this. Morals had no true significance when faced with this rage, this feeling of utter and complete defiance of the pacifist he might have been at one point.
Lithe fingers wrap around Danzo's throat, slowly tightening his grip. It felt good, those fingers scratch at his forearms, the sagging features reddening from the strain to get oxygen. In those eyes, he sees his best friend, he sees the death of his Clan. The eldest Uchiha sees more but it's merely fuel for his rage.
Nails bite into weathered skin, pressing down on his windpipe. Against his palm, he can feel the older man's pulse weakening, his heart beating a mile a minute as true horror finally dawns on him. A smile, one filled with menace, righteous and a tad irrational rage spreads across the Uchiha's stoic features and the expression would make any fairly uncomfortable.
The hands scratching at his forearms weaken enough that Itachi takes that moment to let go, instead transferring his grip on Danzo's features, thumbs pressing into his eyes.
" You wanted to isolate us. Eradicate us, make us worthless didn't you? You wanted the power we had in the village gone. For what? Your own gain?" He pauses, fingers pressing more firmly and the wet liquid of the older man's eyeballs sink beneath the press of his nails.
" You....you don't need to be here anymore. Because of you, everything fell apart. It's all because of you...." Shimura's screams comforted the anger living beneath the surface of his skin, but it didn't make it go away. It would never destroy the memories of those he'd lost, both at his own hands and indirectly through Danzo's.
