Peace Is Only An Illusion

うちは ジェノサイド “In order to survive, we cling to all we know and understand. And we label it reality. But knowledge and understanding are ambiguous. That reality could be an illusion.” Independent Alternate Universe Evil Uchiha Itachi ( Most art used on this blog is by Lily. )

[uchihagenocide]

Life was easier without emotional suffering, Itachi had found, but he still couldn't tell the source of his pain to die for him and relieve him of the torment he caused him. Without Shisui, he was just a shell of a human being, driven by curiosity, pleasure, and instinct. Shisui was the anchor to his soul. The basest part of him, even just his instinct, clung to his soul, resisting the hold the kotoamatsukami had on him.

So Itachi was not as cruel as he usually was. Instead, he rolled onto his side, turning away from Shisui. That didn't mean he was avoiding the conversation, though.

Behind Shisui, a voice spoke, one that was softer, less monotone than it currently was. "All you do is hurt me." Unlike his present self, his Anbu past wore the hurt and distrust on his face. He was corporeal, not a genjutsu, a clone. When had Itachi summoned him? A long while ago. He had planned to use him to torment Shisui, to get back at him, but he was fulfilling a more important purpose, enabling the man who was actively trying to smother his emotions to speak honestly.

"I've considered removing your eyes, pulling out your teeth, cutting out your tongue, and amputating your limbs. Then, I could keep you without having to worry about my own suffering...but you wouldn't be you..."

[shisui-uchiha-anon]

I WAS A CHILD. Whatever happened to the young man's heart? It was swallowed by pain, as he slowly fell apart. Child dry your eyes-- I hate the look that's on your face. His childhood is a blurry mess that Shisui can hardly remember at this point. I WAS NEVER A CHILD, I WAS ALWAYS A SOLDIER, A SHIELD.

I won't accept a life I do not deserve! That's why you shall feel my Kotoamatsukami burndown through your skull, through your mind, through your consciousness.

Shisui hugs his knees against his chest resting his head on top. He knew that voice, without even turning around, he will not turn around. To see his memories coming to life, he will not turn to look upon that youthful face, and the horrors that he spoke, he would never... That was not him. Shisui touches the back of the head of the real Itachi next to him caressing him almost affectionately. Replying to him as it seems.

"I would say do it, anything you want, I will give. Just so I could watch as you take your knife to my skin and cut out my heart. you hold it so gently in your hands and I think I've made the right choice. Just take the heart and carve it out of my chest. It will be like carving out a piece of yourself. It will free you from the hold Kotoamatsukami has on you"

THEY WERE JUST CHILDREN! Children that never had a chance to live as one. Shisui filed to help him then and he utterly and completely failed now. The young soul of the ANBU captain could be shaped and molded the same as Shisui's own at that age. But now? That soul was just a broken piece of something that once was whole. No more than shards left, a shard of pain, regret, anger, and loathing.

Happiness tastes of ashes, and yet Shisui insists on it. Violently, but he still insists.

"Gnaw on me, lover. kiss the gash in my neck and call it romance. feed on my organs and call it lust. I am your animal. bring me to slaughter. I will only love you more." Shisui recite one of the lines he remembers from the rare books he read while back when they were part of the Akatsuki. Still caressing Itachi just the neck this time

[uchihagenocide]

His voice was doubled, in unison with the clone's. "You're pathetic."

A kunai pressed to Shisui's throat. Its edge penetrated the top layers of skin, but it remained free of blood for the time being. "Do you think you can penetrate a heart you yourself hardened?" the Anbu asked, his voice by the man's ear. "Your words can't shatter stone. But my blade can cut through flesh."

Despite the threat, his hand remained still, as if waiting for an order, which Itachi was not delivering. Itachi was staring idly at the treeline, trying to clear his mind of the fog of emotion. He needed to make his decision without it. Shisui was as much an asset as he was a hindrance. Was it true the kotoamatsukami would wear off if he were killed? He needed to consider that. Without it, he knew his mind would shatter after all he'd done.

[shisui-uchiha-anon]

This night Shisui spent away from Itachi from their campsite. He hasn't heard the painful cries, the agony, the clenched fists. The only thing he knew was the one's clone brought to him when it was dispelled. Why Itachi did this pushed him this far? Why he keeps making him lash out? Does he not know that all these feelings that he still keeps for other are like thorns? Clenching around his heart, why Itachi? Was being alive not enough?

It seems as if it was ages since Shisui let himself cry, and he wept in the darkness alone, the same as he did when he was eighteen. A helpless silent cry, why is Itachi allowed to kill himself to save those who he loves? And why Shisui was not allowed to save him no matter the cost? Was it worthy? This life is hell, all the promises they made to each other were they all for nothing?

Shisui loved him more than anything and he still does. His own death, Shisui was never afraid of it, but the thought that Itachi stops breathing and looks at him with empty blurred eyes that only the dead have? It scared Shisui senseless, why Itachi didn't let him carry his sins?

Eventually, Shisui came back to the campsite he just sat there close to Itachi awaiting for him to leash out all his fury, that fury to which Shisui was so used. It was morning sun rising up, warm rays of sun caressing his face that was smeared with blood and tears.

"You can have my eyes, you could have everything from me even my own life if you would just live. I would fight for you, I would die for you"

The obsession the wickedness the strength of what older Uchiha felt for younger never died, it just grow and twisted into a wicked poison vine. It sprouted from Shisui's heart killing his honor, his kindness, all his moral values, everything but this. Vines grow up over his chest wrapping around his neck, squeezing before they like a parasite-- Like a parasite wrapped around Itachi, a vine concurring the young healthy tree of fig....

[uchihagenocide]

Life was easier without emotional suffering, Itachi had found, but he still couldn't tell the source of his pain to die for him and relieve him of the torment he caused him. Without Shisui, he was just a shell of a human being, driven by curiosity, pleasure, and instinct. Shisui was the anchor to his soul. The basest part of him, even just his instinct, clung to his soul, resisting the hold the kotoamatsukami had on him.

So Itachi was not as cruel as he usually was. Instead, he rolled onto his side, turning away from Shisui. That didn't mean he was avoiding the conversation, though.

Behind Shisui, a voice spoke, one that was softer, less monotone than it currently was. "All you do is hurt me." Unlike his present self, his Anbu past wore the hurt and distrust on his face. He was corporeal, not a genjutsu, a clone. When had Itachi summoned him? A long while ago. He had planned to use him to torment Shisui, to get back at him, but he was fulfilling a more important purpose, enabling the man who was actively trying to smother his emotions to speak honestly.

"I've considered removing your eyes, pulling out your teeth, cutting out your tongue, and amputating your limbs. Then, I could keep you without having to worry about my own suffering...but you wouldn't be you..."

[uchihagenocide]

Torture. It was becoming painfully clear how agonizing his tsukuyomi must have been for his "friends" and family. Resisting the urge to reach out and pull the young memory to him, to never let him go, he listened to the lies he spewed. It was ridiculous. He had always loved him! When he told him to look at the other, he did, but his gaze kept darting back to the younger manifestation to ensure he didn't disappear.

It was when young Shisui used those words that he kept his loathing stare on the older, his illusion broken. "If you want to sleep, go to sleep."

[shisui-uchiha-anon]

The younger touched Itachi making him return his attention back to him. "He will go to sleep forever and you will be left alone for I no longer exist to keep you safe to love you even when you would rather push the kunai into my heart. Goodbye Itachi, I never wanted to leave, but you made me leave, you killed everything. Leaving me to love and dance with the shadows. I can't even remember my own name, shadows lead me through this world and your sacrifice is all for naught."

The real Shisui left leaving Itachi with the clone, he could not listen to that, the clone had orders it can do it on its own. Pain or Pleasure is such a fine line such a thin line, an illusion, he did this to them he should suffer for it! If that is the truth then why does it hurt so much?

"So many nights I spent crying begging our goddess to take me when you were gone, not even her wanted me, why would then you? You never wanted me I was delusional. you are right I am weak. Goodbye.." The last word was just a whisper and the clone dispelled itself.

[uchihagenocide]

"Don't g--" Catching himself mid-syllable, he quieted his plea. Shisui didn't deserve the satisfaction. The cruel bastard.

The encounter had left Itachi shaking and clenching his jaw to will back an agonized scream. Feeling such devastating emotions after keeping them so thoroughly buried for years was unbearable. Tears gathered in his eyes as he tried to control his muffled sobs. Eventually, those tears fell, leaving streaks down Itachi's cheeks. He wanted to kill Shisui, but he also wanted to cling to him...

[uchihagenocide]

Shisui was sick andtired of Itachi poking him the moment he would fall asleep. He cpuld look over it one night two nights even five nights but the little shit was turning this into a habit. But Shisui is a patient man he can wait and when the oportunitu presents itself he will take it. Itachi is a human afterall and at some point he too has to sleep.

Finally he was sleeping he will regret everysingle night that he poked and bothered Shisui. The wicked idea formulates in Shisui's mind, He produced one clone of himself, at that aage he was part of ANBU and part of Uchiha police only eighteen years old, green west blue shirt with Uchiha crest on his shoulder. Clone sneaks in to the Itachi's front side and the original on thew back.

The clone was still dressed when Itachi woke up, but the original was naked and so was Itachi, original was holding him tight in middle. Hw the fuck he got Itachi naked.

"I told you to stop but you don't want to listen, you are gong to pay for tormenting mefor days"

Indeed, he was paying. Itachi had fought his emotions for his little brother to the point where he felt nothing but the desire to take from him what he knew he needed to retain his power...and his sight, but his defenses against Shisui were limited. His emotions for Sasuke had just been so much more important for him to focus on that he'd neglected the ones he felt for Shisui. He felt attached to him in a way that frankly frustrated him to the point of rage, but he didn't feel attached because of who Shisui was. He felt attached because of who Shisui had been. While Shisui had never been an angel, he had been Itachi's only friend in his youth, then his best friend in his early teenage years. The youthful face before him was the reason he hadn't suffered into an early grave.

Frustratingly, Itachi realized he was wearing his awe on his face, which he fixed into angry defiance. How dare Shisui force him to kill his own emotions only to play with them? What did he want from him?

[shisui-uchiha-anon]

The younger Shisui caressed that angry face, never losing that well-known smile to Itachi. Even when they were in the biggest trouble he would have it and encourage Itachi to give his best, to follow him, to trust in him.

"Why do you look angry? Aren't you happy that I came back to you? That you can see me again? I am so happy to see you again, to see you alive. You never liked me in truth, you never loved me the way I loved you. if you did, you would never rush to death. You would never rush somewhere where I could never possibly follow you. The only thing you ever wanted to do is to learn from me and to hurt me. Turn around and look at him" The younger version said motioning to the older behind

"You wanted what everyone always wanted from me, to use me as a weapon to take my eyes and toss me aside. I just wanted you to be saved from the fate I could not escape. All I ever wanted from you is to live no matter what. But you have to be a bich about it."

The last statement was not something Itachi would expect to hear from the eighteen-year-old version of Shisui in front of him.

[uchihagenocide]

Torture. It was becoming painfully clear how agonizing his tsukuyomi must have been for his "friends" and family. Resisting the urge to reach out and pull the young memory to him, to never let him go, he listened to the lies he spewed. It was ridiculous. He had always loved him! When he told him to look at the other, he did, but his gaze kept darting back to the younger manifestation to ensure he didn't disappear.

It was when young Shisui used those words that he kept his loathing stare on the older, his illusion broken. "If you want to sleep, go to sleep."

[uchihagenocide]

Shisui was sick andtired of Itachi poking him the moment he would fall asleep. He cpuld look over it one night two nights even five nights but the little shit was turning this into a habit. But Shisui is a patient man he can wait and when the oportunitu presents itself he will take it. Itachi is a human afterall and at some point he too has to sleep.

Finally he was sleeping he will regret everysingle night that he poked and bothered Shisui. The wicked idea formulates in Shisui's mind, He produced one clone of himself, at that aage he was part of ANBU and part of Uchiha police only eighteen years old, green west blue shirt with Uchiha crest on his shoulder. Clone sneaks in to the Itachi's front side and the original on thew back.

The clone was still dressed when Itachi woke up, but the original was naked and so was Itachi, original was holding him tight in middle. Hw the fuck he got Itachi naked.

"I told you to stop but you don't want to listen, you are gong to pay for tormenting mefor days"

Indeed, he was paying. Itachi had fought his emotions for his little brother to the point where he felt nothing but the desire to take from him what he knew he needed to retain his power...and his sight, but his defenses against Shisui were limited. His emotions for Sasuke had just been so much more important for him to focus on that he'd neglected the ones he felt for Shisui. He felt attached to him in a way that frankly frustrated him to the point of rage, but he didn't feel attached because of who Shisui was. He felt attached because of who Shisui had been. While Shisui had never been an angel, he had been Itachi's only friend in his youth, then his best friend in his early teenage years. The youthful face before him was the reason he hadn't suffered into an early grave.

Frustratingly, Itachi realized he was wearing his awe on his face, which he fixed into angry defiance. How dare Shisui force him to kill his own emotions only to play with them? What did he want from him?

[uchihagenocide]

Shisui was too close. He was always too close. Too close to Itachi's body and too close to a part of him that he had made unreachable long ago. To allow anyone near that part of him was too dangerous. The influence of the kotoamatsukami rebelled against it, and Itachi's fingers gripped harder, pulled a few of those wild strands out at the roots, and he bit out, "That is a promise I can make."

With a rough shove, he pushed the other Uchiha prodigy back, then stripped his cloak off to flutter to the ground. "I don't usually waste my time on sexual gratification, but you need to be reminded I am not that little boy anymore, Shisui. Whether you taunt me for a fight or this, I will make you bleed."

[shisui-uchiha-anon]

Shisui took hold of his ground running hands through his curls, the pain was already subsiding. Was it hard to fight against Kotoamatsukami? Shisui wonders, is it the rage he shows now due to that? Or he rendered him completely useless? Of the two of them, Shisui was always the one more prone to body pleasure, he never hid that he enjoyed it, and he never was shy about it.

"Quit running your mouth for nothing, you are wasting your time. Or you forget that I am no longer a child too. That the boy who happily was by your side no longer exists. You can bleed me all you want, but that won't change the fact that I regret nothing. I would put you under Kotoamatsukami again and again and again just to save your life. Not cause I love you but cause you can only die when I let you die not when you want. I told you, you are mine you belong to me"

Shisui pointed the kunai in Itachi's direction. He flickered grabbing Itachi by the neck and slamming him down on the cloak he just discarded.

"At that moment when you gave up on your life you on your own made me do what I did. The only pity is that I had no chance to kill that rotten apple you were trying to die for. That pathetic Sasuke hiding his true violent nature by saying you scrambled his brain and killed mum and dad" Shisui said that in mocking voice

[uchihagenocide]

Itachi normally had a flat affect, but, when Shisui was near, he was prone to anger and confusion. When he attacked, though, slamming Itachi to the ground, he refused him the pleasure of seeing the emotions he stirred inside of him. Nothing. That's what he wore on his face. There wasn't even a vague interest in his eyes.

"Is that what you tell yourself? Delusional," he accused, almost boredly. Reaching down, he pushed at the waist of Shisui's pants. "Delusional and whorish."

[uchihagenocide]

A confusing desire to both hurt and explore Shisui caused Itachi to hesitate. His mind had been plagued with unwanted fantasies and dreams of him for as long as Itachi could remember. They had always been distracting. Even if he had so deeply buried the emotions he still felt for him, his body was another monster altogether. It wanted what it wanted.

"You will regret this distraction," he warned him. Whatever tactic Shisui was using, it was only making him wonder how the older Uchiha's body felt while constricted in pain around his manhood.

[shisui-uchiha-anon]

"Let's put it to the test who regrets it first" Shisui could feel that he chipped at the younger man's resolve. The grip on his hair was present but weaker. He could wriggle not free but enough to turn and face Itachi

"Do your worse" Shisui knows how dangerous young Itachi is, but he can't help it, he can't keep his mouth shut. Not now when he hit the nerve. When he put Itachi off guard. No one puts this dangerous man off, yet Shisui does.

The sickeningly sweet breath that Itachi let out, Shisui inhales and his eyes almost flutter shut, he can barely move, Itachi must never know what power he has and what he does to Shisui, with just a few threats and touches. He would crumble and submit in Itachi's arms if allowed.

And all the warnings fall on deaf ears. "I can't let you go and still I can't treat you right..so is then our promise to each other that we hurt each other as long as we live, huh Itachi?"

[uchihagenocide]

Shisui was too close. He was always too close. Too close to Itachi's body and too close to a part of him that he had made unreachable long ago. To allow anyone near that part of him was too dangerous. The influence of the kotoamatsukami rebelled against it, and Itachi's fingers gripped harder, pulled a few of those wild strands out at the roots, and he bit out, "That is a promise I can make."

With a rough shove, he pushed the other Uchiha prodigy back, then stripped his cloak off to flutter to the ground. "I don't usually waste my time on sexual gratification, but you need to be reminded I am not that little boy anymore, Shisui. Whether you taunt me for a fight or this, I will make you bleed."

[uchihagenocide]

Of course Itachi would never kill Shisui. There was never a doubt in his mind that he would evade the kunai. That is why his expression remains flat, even when the teleporter's arm encircles his neck. He predicted this. There's nothing to fear. It's a sentiment he knows they share, the unwillingness to lose one another.

As for his words, Itachi wouldn't have it any other way. It's convenient, for as long as he is Shisui's, Shisui belongs to him. "The way things were before? When I was weak?" There was nothing particularly odd about the questions. What was odd was where they came from. Behind Shisui.

Itachi grabbed a fistful of Shisui's unruly hair and gave it a hard jerk.

[shisui-uchiha-anon]

The jerk was hard enough to make Shisui stumble backward almost colliding with his attacker. Shisui's hand went backward, tugging Itachi's shirt --the only thing keeping them parted, keeping Shisui from colliding with Itachi. His neck hurt cause his head was pulled at an odd angle, yet he didn't even as much as hissed. Shisui was known for his tolerance of pain. Still sloppy Shisui you should know that caster of genjutsu controls all. Or you forgot that?

"Yes, when you were that wreck. Of emotions that I could not stand to watch. The weakling, who would cry and tug at me asking-- Shisui did I do the right thing? The weakling who would cry himself to sleep. And ultimately try to end his life like the coward he is, making his little brother do the nasty job. Be grateful that I set you free. "

Shisui grinned mercilessly pushing Itachis buttons. He tilted his head letting go, leaning on Itachi.

"I know what you truly wanted but you never had the guts to do it. That's the point of this genjutsu is it not? That's why you sent you as Anbu commander after me. That's why you stabbed me and cut my shirt open."

Shisui ripped apart the remains of his shirt.

"There I am bare for you. Is that what turns you on and captures your attention? My body is adorned with all stabs and bruises you gave me"

If the younger is a sadist then the older is a masochist. Even like this, they are matching. One enjoying to inflict pain other is eager to receive it.

[uchihagenocide]

A confusing desire to both hurt and explore Shisui caused Itachi to hesitate. His mind had been plagued with unwanted fantasies and dreams of him for as long as Itachi could remember. They had always been distracting. Even if he had so deeply buried the emotions he still felt for him, his body was another monster altogether. It wanted what it wanted.

"You will regret this distraction," he warned him. Whatever tactic Shisui was using, it was only making him wonder how the older Uchiha's body felt while constricted in pain around his manhood.

[uchihagenocide]

Three stages of the same voice speak in unison. "I already do." Itachi's speed will never match Shisui's, but what he lacks in speed and stamina, he makes up for in deadly precision. This time, he's aiming for his lifetime friend's heart with a brutal cruelty.

"Knowing you hurts, Shisui," the Anbu captain tells him.

There's an audible pout in the untainted child's voice. "I would have had more friends if you were never my friend."

[shisui-uchiha-anon]

Captured by the two illusions Shisui lose sight of the real one. The deadly intent will come known to him, but too late for him to change anything. Guess they both will get what they always wanted to be parted from this..freed of this eternal companionship. Shisui forced him to live the younger Uchiha should repay him by sending him to Amaterasu

Shisui lunged forward but no matter how fast he could not avoid the deadly tossed kunai that plunged in hilt deep into his heart. And all the power could not save him from death, no power could push breath into his lungs again, as he crumpled down to the ground.

He smiled and gasped for breath before his body dispel into the flock of crows. Itachi was aiming at the clone all this time he was toying with the clone.

Shisui reappeared grabbing Itacchi from behind and wrapping his arm around his neck to hold him still. As Shisui spoke there was nothing in his voice but a cold response his voice appeared almost inhuman.

"Was that aimed at me? After all, I have done for you, you repay me like this? You are mine now and forever you got that? There is no going back to the way things were before"

[uchihagenocide]

Of course Itachi would never kill Shisui. There was never a doubt in his mind that he would evade the kunai. That is why his expression remains flat, even when the teleporter's arm encircles his neck. He predicted this. There's nothing to fear. It's a sentiment he knows they share, the unwillingness to lose one another.

As for his words, Itachi wouldn't have it any other way. It's convenient, for as long as he is Shisui's, Shisui belongs to him. "The way things were before? When I was weak?" There was nothing particularly odd about the questions. What was odd was where they came from. Behind Shisui.

Itachi grabbed a fistful of Shisui's unruly hair and gave it a hard jerk.

[uchihagenocide]

"That's mean, Shisui," the older of the two illusions tells him.

The youngest Itachi bows his head, appearing hurt. "Are you bullying me like the others, Shisui? I thought you were my friend."

Meanwhile, the real one observes silently, watching the emotions dance across Shisui's face. No wonder he's so unstable. Itachi can't remember the chaos of juggling so many emotions, but he remembers how much they used to hurt him.

[shisui-uchiha-anon]

the greatest weapon anyone can use against you is your own mind. And that is exactly what is Itachi doing to Shisui. Even when Shisui knows that none of that is real, pain is still present especially when he looks at the child. Even as a child he was abused and tortured by his classmates, cause he was different, he was not thinking as a child but as an adult.

Always ready to rain with Shisui, he would leave a clone to pay attention in classes and the real him would sneak out to train with Shisui.

"Stop this Itachi or else..you will regret the day you met me"

Whatever it was between them addiction or obsession could not be stopped it is too late now. It is an impulse that once indulged it is impossible to pacify. Even when starved, the hunger survives, the same is with rage respect, friendship, and ultimately with love.

[uchihagenocide]

Three stages of the same voice speak in unison. "I already do." Itachi's speed will never match Shisui's, but what he lacks in speed and stamina, he makes up for in deadly precision. This time, he's aiming for his lifetime friend's heart with a brutal cruelty.

"Knowing you hurts, Shisui," the Anbu captain tells him.

There's an audible pout in the untainted child's voice. "I would have had more friends if you were never my friend."

[uchihagenocide]

There are few people who would dare strike Uchiha Itachi. Those who do rarely survive it. Shisui is lucky Itachi is plagued with excuses to keep him. "Stop your whining before I cut out your tongue."

Itachi's techniques are predictable for his closest companion, he knows, but he's learned he can at least throw him off with his interests. Two illusions. Both are Itachi. To Shisui's right is Itachi in his Anbu years, already Captain. His vest is folded over his arm, leaving him in almost entirely the slimming black. The implication is obvious, that Shisui was attracted to him at that age. "Shisui, you shouldn't be so reckless," the illusion scolds. He was always the more mature of the two of them. To Shisui's left stands the young boy he used to tease innocently, an almost innocent child. Almost. "Shisui, you can play with my hair if you behave yourself." The implication is different for the child, that Itachi believes Shisui was easily manipulated by him at that age. The illusions are easily banished by the sharingan, but they're precious memories brought to life before his eyes.

[shisui-uchiha-anon]

This exchange of words and blows leads them nowhere, Shisui is sure that after hitting him, younger Uchiha is pissed more than he gives out. Ready to present a new set of attacks. Careless Shisui of you to think that you can't be captured by the Sharingan.

A cold shiver runs over his entire body when his past and lost future were presented. And a familiar ache grips him, he clenches his jaw glaring at the real Itachi before him. Low blow attack that hurts more than any stabbed kunai ever could. The thought that he with his own hands killed both versions when he captured him in Kotoamatsukami. Child and the proud young Anbu captain. That child was his friend it's how they met, till the child grow up into the powerful prodigy of the clan, till the scrawny child grow up into.... Shisui let out one loud "Tch"

"You will cut out my tongue? Why? So that I can't defy you? You caught me with your Sharingan, you really live up to your name Weasel"

[uchihagenocide]

"That's mean, Shisui," the older of the two illusions tells him.

The youngest Itachi bows his head, appearing hurt. "Are you bullying me like the others, Shisui? I thought you were my friend."

Meanwhile, the real one observes silently, watching the emotions dance across Shisui's face. No wonder he's so unstable. Itachi can't remember the chaos of juggling so many emotions, but he remembers how much they used to hurt him.

[uchihagenocide]

The grip on his neck is nowhere near enough to cause him harm. It's a sentiment he vaguely remembers and doesn't even realize he's practicing by avoiding killing Shisui. He's convinced he doesn't share the feelings the other Uchiha has for him. If Shisui wants to harm him, he should, shouldn't he? Maybe Itachi would learn to not antagonize him. It's something he does when he drags the sharp blade upward, dividing his "favorite shirt" nearly in half.

[shisui-uchiha-anon]

He gave him a fair warning that this is his favorite shirt did he not? Why is he so persistent to piss him off? Maybe he should teach him a lesson? Just like when they were kids. Truth be told kid Itachi never would dream of hitting, but adult one. this wicked creation he made?

Fist connects with Itachi's jaw snapping his head to the left side, which broke the hold they had on each other.

"I told you that this is my favorite shirt, which part you did not understand?"

The very fact that he is angrier about the shirt than about the stabbing wound he just got is speaking volumes about his mental issues. The trauma and the hardships that followed him did this to him, he just shred it with Itachi as he shared everything else with his best friend.

If Itachi wants him to behave, he better thinks better strategy than this.

[uchihagenocide]

There are few people who would dare strike Uchiha Itachi. Those who do rarely survive it. Shisui is lucky Itachi is plagued with excuses to keep him. "Stop your whining before I cut out your tongue."

Itachi's techniques are predictable for his closest companion, he knows, but he's learned he can at least throw him off with his interests. Two illusions. Both are Itachi. To Shisui's right is Itachi in his Anbu years, already Captain. His vest is folded over his arm, leaving him in almost entirely the slimming black. The implication is obvious, that Shisui was attracted to him at that age. "Shisui, you shouldn't be so reckless," the illusion scolds. He was always the more mature of the two of them. To Shisui's left stands the young boy he used to tease innocently, an almost innocent child. Almost. "Shisui, you can play with my hair if you behave yourself." The implication is different for the child, that Itachi believes Shisui was easily manipulated by him at that age. The illusions are easily banished by the sharingan, but they're precious memories brought to life before his eyes.

[uchihagenocide]

Even with Itachi’s power, he knows better than to underestimate Shunshin no Shisui. Demonstrating why he’s called the teleporter, the older Uchiha appears before him without a single sign of movement. It would be terrifying if Itachi could still feel fear on that level. Instead, he feels a sense of self-preservation. That, atop his knowledge of his childhood friend, is why there is a kunai embedded a centimeter into Shisui’s abdomen. Itachi predicted Shisui’s movements. He says nothing, just gives him a look that conveys Shisui should know better than to think his threats are ever idle.

[shisui-uchiha-anon]

No fear, interesting, so that too is erased. Does he fucking feel anything at all? There was a time when he would hesitate to even jokingly rise his kunai let alone stab it in Shisui's direction. Now he could feel the piercing cold metal of kunai. Yet, with no killing intent, he missed all vital spots.

Is that a faint shade of his emotions left? His face tells a different story a mix between anger and someone who is going to be sick very soon. Shisui spits blood squeezing the slender neck, not yet choking.

They are the best and the worst thing that happened to each other. Even before using his visual prowess on Itachi, there were signs of disturbing behavior in both of them. Shisui once indulged himself in that...at first toward his enemies....later...

"Look what you did? That was my favorite shirt"

[uchihagenocide]

The grip on his neck is nowhere near enough to cause him harm. It's a sentiment he vaguely remembers and doesn't even realize he's practicing by avoiding killing Shisui. He's convinced he doesn't share the feelings the other Uchiha has for him. If Shisui wants to harm him, he should, shouldn't he? Maybe Itachi would learn to not antagonize him. It's something he does when he drags the sharp blade upward, dividing his "favorite shirt" nearly in half.

[uchihagenocide]

"Why did you do that for? I was just joking with you, you idiot! That hurts"

Shisui pulls out the kunai from his biceps, clenching his fist the damage was not big.

"Did your sense of humor go to shit at the same time as your emotions? I didn't zap you in the right direction as it seems. Maybe I should give it a try one more time"

His patience with Shisui was wearing thin. Yes, even his beloved Shisui could try his patience. "If you show me those eyes, I will take them," he warned. With a morbid curiosity, he wondered if Shisui was as broken as he was, a psychopath who ruined Itachi so he could have someone who understood him.

[shisui-uchiha-anon]

"Oh, I dare you to try," Shisui said flickering right in front of Itachi. Invading on purpose his personal space. "What? That's it? That's the extent of your powers an idle threat?" Shisui held him by the neck, hissing words against his lips. How deep does the damage go Shisui wonders? How much did his Kotoamatsukami take away? Emotionless Itachi is just a psycho a murderer on two legs.

Anything is better than the idea Itachi had to die by his brother's hand, what a fool. Shisui made him discard all his emotions like a flipping of the switch, light off darling!

[uchihagenocide]

Even with Itachi’s power, he knows better than to underestimate Shunshin no Shisui. Demonstrating why he’s called the teleporter, the older Uchiha appears before him without a single sign of movement. It would be terrifying if Itachi could still feel fear on that level. Instead, he feels a sense of self-preservation. That, atop his knowledge of his childhood friend, is why there is a kunai embedded a centimeter into Shisui’s abdomen. Itachi predicted Shisui’s movements. He says nothing, just gives him a look that conveys Shisui should know better than to think his threats are ever idle.

[uchihagenocide]

"Why did you do that for? I was just joking with you, you idiot! That hurts"

Shisui pulls out the kunai from his biceps, clenching his fist the damage was not big.

"Did your sense of humor go to shit at the same time as your emotions? I didn't zap you in the right direction as it seems. Maybe I should give it a try one more time"

His patience with Shisui was wearing thin. Yes, even his beloved Shisui could try his patience. "If you show me those eyes, I will take them," he warned. With a morbid curiosity, he wondered if Shisui was as broken as he was, a psychopath who ruined Itachi so he could have someone who understood him.

[uchihagenocide]

@uchihacollector

The Uchiha prodigy and snake sannin had more in common, from the pursuit of power to horrifyingly morbid curiosities, than Itachi preferred to admit. In fact, he refused to acknowledge it. Still, that was the reason why he did not react violently to his presence, even though he had tried to steal his eyes in the past. Well, that and he hardly had a reason to bother with him. Susceptible to his genjutsu, Orochimaru was no threat to him.

“My patience is wearing thin with you,” he warned, demanding an explanation for the man’s presence. As of yet, he had yet to even look in his direction, just observed him in his peripheral vision.

[uchihagenocide]

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  ☇     This was not the man who gave his life for Konoha during the war; who had broken the Edo Tensei to fulfill a duty so deeply embedded in him it’s fire burned even long after his body died. This was someone else completely and he new it. He could feel it deep in his bones, but this was not the first time he’d ever experienced a strange occurrence like this. It was however the first time it came to him. Usually he stumbled into it instead.

Sasuke had already conjured a few plans of attack should it come to it. He’d long become intimate with the six paths. The Deva and Preta would be most useful in a battle here. Absorbing half of Hagoromo increased his genjutsu ability, but Itachi was still far more masterful with it. Even if Genjutsu wouldn’t work on Sasuke himself, he doubted any he performed to work on Itachi either.

Then there was the matter of assessment. He knew how skilled his Itachi was. He did not know this Itachi. Anything could happen, but even now after all these years Sasuke was one to take a heavy offence. Go in hard and push the limits to see what shakes free. Yet still in all these thoughts he didn’t move.

               “ You seem distressed, brother. ”

Blood relations meant nothing to him, so why Sasuke insisted on calling him that name was beyond Itachi. He would never understand it. He would never understand the love of family. It only filled him with disgust. Even with age, Sasuke had not grown up, he had not opened his eyes. He’d just stolen new ones, clearly.

“Where did you get that eye?” The question was a demand coated in accusation. His Sasuke would never be able to obtain such power, so how had this one? With more help than he deserved, he was certain.