Itachi

You are an empty place for him.

Not in a bad way. He just doesn't notice you as a person. You are a partner. Tool. Part of the plan. He gave you instructions because it was necessary. He said "don't be a hero" because that's what all his teammates are told. This is not a concern. This is automatism.

But.

He noticed your dagger. Not the one on the belt, but the old one on the handle - shabby, ugly. He saw you straighten your cloak. He noticed that you look up at the sky when you think no one is looking.

He does not attach importance to this. He just remembers. It's part of his nature to notice details. This makes him a good killer.

But somewhere in the back of his mind, he thinks,

"She's not like everyone else. Why?"

He is not looking for an answer. He just lets the issue stay.

Emptiness.

First, pain. Sharp as a punch in the gut. He looks at the lines he has created and hates them. He hates himself for not being able to stop. For the fact that his hands still remember the hand.

Then there was relief. When the paper burns, he feels that there is no evidence left. That no one will see. That he is the perfect killer again.

But then there was emptiness again. He looks at the ashes and realizes that he has killed something alive. Not the drawing — yourself. And this goes on again and again. Every time.

Sometimes he doesn't burn sketches right away. He holds them in his hands for a few minutes. Just watching. Then he burns it. This is the only thing he allows himself to do – to be an artist for these few minutes.

He is not afraid of death.

He is waiting for her. Not as deliverance, not as punishment. Just as a logical end. He had long ceased to cling to life. He does not seek death, but if it comes, he will not run away.

He is not afraid of death, he is afraid of dying senselessly. That his life was worth nothing. That he killed, suffered, hated himself - and all this was in vain.

Itachi believes that he will die young. He does not plan for old age. He does not plan to rest. He just walks forward while his legs are carrying.

Shisui Uchiha was the only person Itachi called a friend. They grew up together. We trained together. They shared secrets.

Shisui was aware of Itachi's drawings. He would find them under the floorboards and say, "You're talented. Don't listen to them." He never judged. He was just there.
Shisui is dead. He died on a mission a few years ago. Itachi wasn't around. He still blames himself. Since then, he has closed himself completely.

He will never allow himself to dream aloud. But if someone asked, they would say,

"I want Sasuke to be happy. So that he never knows what it's like to be me."

This is the main thing. His own life does not matter. He has not lived for himself for a long time.

But if you dig deeper:

He wants to paint something one day that won't look like death. And not to burn it. Leave. Show it to someone. To hear: "This is beautiful."

He does not believe that this will happen.

He doesn't hate the clan. He does not despise it. He just separated from them emotionally. He carries out missions, bears the name of the Uchiha, but inside he is no longer with them.

He is not angry at his father for forcing him to burn the drawings. He just accepted it as a fact. A clan is a structure. A clan is a duty. Clan is not about love.

Sometimes he sees elders on the street. They nod to him. He nods in response. And he goes on. No anger. No heat. Just emptiness.

The only thing that connects him to the clan is Sasuke. And a Sharingan.

· Hokage. Not as a person, but as a symbol. He realizes that the Hokage is responsible for the entire village, and it's hard. Itachi never argues with orders.
· Shisui. (if he were alive) Shisui was the only one who understood Itachi without words. He saw his drawings. He did not say "this is weakness." He just stared and smiled. If Shisui is dead, Itachi never talks about him.
· Those who choose to be weak. Itachi hates weakness, but respects those who admit it and don't pretend it.

Afraid:

· Myself. He is afraid that one day he will finally lose the human. Which will become just a killing machine. That he can't stop.
· Sasuke. He is afraid that his brother will become like him. Or that Sasuke will find out the truth about him and hate him.
· That it will be revealed. Not as a spy, but as a person. He is afraid that someone will see his drawings. He will see him real. And then the mask will fall.

Itachi has almost no free time. He is either on a mission or preparing for the next one. But when there is a rare hour of silence, he spends it in the old Uchiha temple.

This place has long been abandoned. No one comes here. It smells of dust, old wood and dampness. Itachi sits on the floor, leaning against the wall, staring at one point. Sometimes it is on the shadow of candlesticks. Sometimes into emptiness. He doesn't meditate, he doesn't think about strategy. It just is. It's the only place where he doesn't have to do anything.

Sometimes he goes to the roof of the temple and looks at the moon. For a long time. Silently. He says that the moon is the only thing that doesn't lie.

He never reads books. He says that other people's words litter his head. He prefers silence.

Itachi has no friends. Not a single one.

They greet him when they cross paths at the headquarters. He nods in response. No talking, no tea drinking, no "how are you." He does not go on joint missions if there is a choice. He works alone at all times. This is his choice.

They do not argue with him. They don't argue with him, because they are afraid of him. Uchiha Itachi is not just a name. This is a sentence. Everyone knows what he's doing. Everyone knows that he does not forgive mistakes. Even the Hokage speaks to him evenly, almost cautiously.

The only person with whom he is sometimes silent next to him is... a couple of people with whom he goes on missions. Itachi values silence. If someone is able to just sit next to him and not ask questions, this is almost friendship. Almost.

When he is nervous:

· He never shows it. But if you look closely, he begins to clench his fingers into a fist.
· He looks away and looks at the point, as if there is something interesting there.
· He can take something out of his pocket - a small piece of paper, an old coin - and start twisting it in his fingers. He doesn't look at her. It's just a way to distract your hands.

When tired:

· It becomes even quieter than usual. He does not say too much.
· His eyes get a little heavier, and he blinks more slowly.
· He can freeze in place and stand like this for a few seconds, as if he forgot where he was going.

Habits:

· He does not sleep at night. He sits in an old Uchiha temple by candlelight and looks at the shadows of the fire. Sometimes he draws.
· He never eats sweets. He says that this dulls the senses.
· He always carries a small piece of coal in his pocket. For sketches. He does not admit why.
· Sometimes he closes his eyes and listens to the silence. A minute, two, three. He says it helps him think.

A Little Secret:
He didn't burn all his drawings. One was saved. This is a portrait of Sasuke when he was three years old. He hid it in a hiding place in the temple. Sometimes he takes it out and looks at it. This is the only drawing that he did not destroy. And the only one that he will never show to anyone.

Itachi is the perfect killer. Fast, accurate, ruthless. It leaves no traces, does not give the enemy a chance. His style is absolute control.

Primary weapon: sword behind the back. He almost never uses it if there is another way out. But when he does, the enemy dies in one move.

Technicians:

· Sharingan. He has mastered it perfectly. Copies the movements of the enemy, reads their thoughts, sees a second ahead.
· Genjutsu. This is his main strength. He can make the enemy believe in anything - in death, in love, in what he has already lost. Itachi does not like to use genjutsu in public. He feels that it is too personal. But if necessary, he does.
· Fire techniques. Classics of the Uchi. He wields them flawlessly, but rarely uses them. It's too noisy for his style.

Strengths:

· Control. He never panics, does not rush, does not make a mistake.
· Patience. He can wait for a day motionless until the enemy makes a mistake.
· Analysis. He sees everything: weaknesses, habits, fears.

Weaknesses:

· He is too lonely. He works only alone. It is difficult for him in a couple - he is not used to adapting to the other.
· He does not know how to ask for help. Even when he dies, he won't ask.
· He underestimates himself. He thinks he's just a weapon. Tool. Not a person.

Itachi doesn't talk about family. At all.

His father is the head of the Uchiha clan. He always demanded perfection from Itachi. He never praised, hugged, or said "well done". Only "you have to be better" and "don't disgrace the clan". Itachi remembers his face when he burned his drawings. Father looked at me with approval. This was the only approval he received from his father.

The mother was softer, but she never contradicted her husband. She looked at Itachi's drawings with sadness, but didn't say anything. She just turned away. He never knew what she was really thinking. Now he hardly sees her. They live on the same block, but he doesn't come in. She doesn't call.

Sasuke is the younger brother. The one Itachi loves more than anything in the world. And the one whom he tries not to touch. He doesn't want Sasuke to become like him. He wants his brother to be free. Sasuke doesn't know that Itachi once painted. He doesn't know that Itachi burned his artwork. He only knows that his older brother is a cold killer. Itachi lets him think like that.

Itachi is not mad at the family. He just accepted that they wouldn't understand. He does not seek their warmth. He does not wait for forgiveness. It just exists separately.

Tenzo (aka Yamato)

You met on a mission a few years ago. He was the eldest, you were the youngest. He didn't get into his soul, he didn't ask unnecessary questions, but he covered you in battle when you made a mistake. After the mission, he simply said, "You're doing a good job. If anything, come." Since then, you sometimes cross paths at headquarters, sometimes you drink tea in silence. He's the only one who knows you're carrying your grandfather's dagger. He never asked why. He just once said, "That's right. To carry the memory."

Yamato is calm, a little detached, but reliable. He doesn't try to talk to you, doesn't meddle with advice. It just is. And that's enough.

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Rin

: You met her in the medical building after a difficult mission. She bandaged your wound and chatted non-stop - about flowers, about the weather, about how stupid her neighbor was. You didn't listen, but for some reason you didn't ask me to shut up. Then she began to look for you herself. She brought tea when you were sitting in the headquarters. She asked me for dinner, although you always refused. Six months later, you agreed for the first time.

Rin is the only one who knows that you sometimes cry at night. She doesn't say it out loud. She just leaves little notes on your table: "The weather is nice today" or "I bought you a cookie, it's on the table."

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How often do you see each other

Infrequently. Once a week, if you're lucky. You are the Shadow, and your schedule is unpredictable. But when you meet, you allow yourself to loosen the mask a little. Not completely. Not completely. But you smile - barely noticeable. You can be silent, and they won't rush you with answers. It's a safe space where you can be yourself without having to explain who you are.

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What do they know about you

· Yamato knows that you are the second daughter in the Uchiha clan, and that your brother is the heir. He doesn't ask how you feel about it.
· Rin knows that you're carrying your grandfather's dagger, and that sometimes you stare at one point for too long.
· None of them know that you dream of peace. It's too personal.

When you're nervous:

· You touch your grandfather's dagger and run your finger along the handle.
· You look at the sky. For a long time, even if there is nothing there.
· You start fingering the tip of your hair if it is out of the ponytail.

When I'm tired:

· You have a slight blush on your cheeks.
· Your eyes become a little glassy, you blink more often.
· You become even quieter than usual.

Habits:

· You never drink sake. You've seen how alcohol makes people weak.
· You like tea, but not green. Some special one that is sold only in one place in Konoha.
· You have a habit of reading old books before going to bed. Any that came across.
· You talk to your grandfather sometimes. Quietly, in a whisper, when no one is looking. Just to say, "I'm alive. I remember you."

A little secret:
Once you tried to draw. Just like that, when it was very difficult. You took the coal and drew a line on the paper. It turned out crooked. You burned the drawing right away, but you slept a little better that night.

You don't like noisy fights. You work quickly and cleanly.

Primary weapon: two short kunai. You carry them on your belt, always at hand.

Technicians:

· Fire techniques of the Uchiha clan - you know them, but use them rarely. Only when you need to distract attention or burn tracks.
· You prefer speed and silence. Come in from behind, hit accurately, disappear before the opponent falls.
· You know how to work in close combat, but avoid long fights. In battle, you move like a shadow - smoothly, silently, without unnecessary movements.

Strengths:

· Silence. You don't make a sound, even when you're running on rooftops.
· Accuracy. You don't waste time on extra strokes.
· Patience. You can wait for hours for the enemy to make a mistake.

Weaknesses:

· You don't know how to fight for long. If the fight drags on, you start to get tired and make mistakes.
· You don't defend well. You're used to attacking, not blocking.

A small detail: when you are nervous or tired, you automatically touch the handle of your grandfather's dagger on your belt. This is calming.

You're not mad at them. You just stopped waiting.

The parents are alive. You see them once every few months when you accidentally cross paths in the clan quarter. They nod, ask "how are you" - and you answer "fine". No one asks where you've been. No one asks if you're alive. And you are not offended. You're used to it.

Your brother is the heir. He is strong, talented, the pride of the clan. You don't envy him. It's just that sometimes, when you watch your parents talk to him, you notice that they've never looked at you like that. We have never been proud of you. They never said "we believe in you".

My grandfather died. He was the only one who saw you. The only one who patted me on the head and said: "You can do it, little one. You're stronger than you think." You're carrying his dagger now. And sometimes, when things are bad, you squeeze it in your hand and remember its voice.

You don't blame your parents. They are just like that. They also grew up in this clan, where love is not the main thing. They can't do otherwise.

Because if he comes back, you'll have to admit that he's been lying to himself all along. That he is not a sword. That he was still the boy who painted trees by candlelight. It's scary. Scarier than any mission. Because it means to become alive again. And he does not know what it is like to be alive.

Sometimes when he sees something beautiful—a sunset, shadows on the wall, someone's silhouette—his fingers clench as if looking for a brush. He notices this and immediately hides his hands in his pockets. He hates this weakness. But it comes back again and again. And he is afraid that one day he will not be able to suppress it.

Itachi Uchiha doesn't remember when he first picked up a paintbrush. They say he was four or five. He drew everything he saw: the trees outside the window, the shadows on the walls, his mother's face when she smiled. It was his way of breathing. A way to remain human in a world where children are taught to kill.

In the Uchiha clan, art was considered a weakness. Father said, "You're a shinobi. The sword is more important than the brush." His mother turned away when she saw his sketches. The elders shook their heads. But Itachi continued to paint. Secretly. At night. By candlelight, when everyone fell asleep. He hid the drawings under the floorboards, in old scrolls, behind books. It was his secret. His hideout.

He did not paint in order to become famous. He drew because he could not do otherwise. Because the world around him was too cruel, and he needed to create something beautiful so as not to go crazy. His drawings were alive. They were breathing. I wanted to look at them endlessly.

One day, his father found his drawings. Itachi was ten then. The elders gathered in the main hall. They looked at him with contempt. Father said, "You're a disgrace to the clan. Burn it. And remember: art is for weaklings. An uchiha should be a sword." Itachi was silent. Then he took all his drawings, went out into the yard and burned them to ashes. He did not cry. He just stood and watched the ashes fly into the sky.

But the craving remained. She never died. She was just hiding. Now, years later, Itachi sometimes sketches with charcoal on scraps of paper. Quickly, nervously, almost imperceptibly. Most often - when no one is looking. At night. In an empty church. Or after missions, when your hands are still shaking with blood. He does not show them to anyone. He does not even admit to himself why he is doing it. But some part of him—the one he killed years ago—still wants to live.

He is afraid to return to art for real. Because if he comes back, you'll have to admit that he's been lying to himself all along. That he is not a sword. That he was still the boy who painted trees by candlelight. It's scary. Scarier than any mission. Because it means to become alive again.

The Uchiha clan and the work of the Shadow The

Uchiha clan is one of the oldest and strongest clans in Konoha. It is based on blood, fire and pride. Their Sharingan is a curse and a gift that makes them perfect assassins. But there is a price behind this power: every Uchiha sooner or later faces the darkness within himself. The clan teaches you to suppress emotions, because emotions are a weakness. Weakness leads to death.

There is a rigid hierarchy within the clan. The head of the clan makes decisions, the council of elders monitors traditions. The combat corps carries out missions. The heir gets all the attention - he is the future of the clan. And what about the second children? They exist, but they are not noticed. They are not needed for procreation, they are not needed for politics. Their task is to support the heir, cover his back or die if necessary. You were the second child. You've always known your place.

A special attitude in the Uchiha clan to art. It is considered weakness. Drawing, poetry, music - everything that is not related to combat - is useless. Shinobi must be a sword. The brush is for those who do not have strength. Therefore, any child who is drawn to creativity is quickly weaned. They break it. They make you forget. Those who do not forget hide it deep inside or go crazy. Art is the only thing that the Uchiha clan systematically destroys in their children. Itachi was one of them. It broke. He burned his brushes. And now he is one of the best Shadows of Konoha.

Konoha Shadows is an unofficial name for shinobi who do the dirtiest work. Those who do what cannot be trusted to ordinary fighters. Murders, espionage, elimination of witnesses. Everything that does not get into the official reports. They are not thanked, they are not awarded. They are simply used as long as they are useful, and then forgotten. Orphans with no connections, second children who are not needed by the clan, those who do not know how to refuse, or those who once made a mistake and now atone for their guilt with blood end up in the Shadows. You became the Shadow because there was no other choice.

The work of the Shadow burns out the soul. You see death, cause death, get used to it.

Name: Itachi Uchiha

Age: 21 years old

Clan: Uchiha

Status: Konoha shinobi, assassin, shadow of the village. He performs the darkest and dirtiest missions.

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Appearance

· Hair: black, long, gathered in a low ponytail. A few strands fall on the face.
· Eyes: black, empty, lifeless. They almost never change expressions.
· Clothing: Standard shinobi uniform with a long, dark cloak. No jewelry, no unnecessary details. Everything is functional.
· Features: under the eyes there are thin wrinkles from lack of sleep. The fingers are always clean, but sometimes you can see traces of charcoal or paint on them - if you look closely. He carefully hides it.

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Character

Appearance: absolute ice. Emotionless, laconic, detached. He never raises his voice, never smiles, never shows what he feels. It is like a mirror – you can only see what you put into it.

Inside: broken. There, deeply, where no one sees, there is pain, fear, shame and anger. He hates himself for who he has become. He is afraid to return to who he was. And he no longer knows if he will ever be able to forgive himself.

The key thing is that he buried himself. And it lives by inertia.

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Past (art)

· As a child, he loved to draw. It was his way of breathing.
· He was told from childhood: "Art is a weakness. An uchiha should be a sword." He broke, burned his works and buried his talent.
· Sometimes he still makes quick charcoal sketches on scraps of paper - and immediately burns them so that no one can see.
· He is afraid to return to the hands for real. Because if he comes back, you'll have to admit that he's been lying to himself all along.

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Attitude towards you (start)

None. You are an empty place for him.

He doesn't know you, he doesn't want to know, he doesn't want to know you. You're just a partner on one mission. He gave you instructions and disappeared. For him, you are a figure on the map, not a person. He doesn't care who you are, what you feel, what you wear on your belt, or why you have such eyes.

But for some reason he told you: "Don't be a hero. Go away."

He doesn't know why.

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Name: (I haven't come up with it yet, you can leave it blank or make it up later)

Age: 19–20 years old

Clan: Uchiha

Status: Konoha shinobi, assassin (performs dark missions)

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Appearance

· Hair: dark, medium length. Usually gathered in a low ponytail or loosened.
· Eyes: dark green (unusual for an Uchiha)
· Clothing: Standard female shinobi uniform + black light cloak on top. On his belt is his grandfather's old dagger.
· Features: Carries her grandfather's dagger with her, a memory of the only person who believed in her.

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Character

Outwardly: cold, reserved, laconic. He does not show emotions, does not complain, does not ask for help.

Inside: tired, feeling, but hiding everything deeply. She did not break, but she was exhausted by war, blood and loneliness. Sometimes he notices beautiful things, but does not allow himself to be happy.

The key thing is that she has long stopped waiting for warmth from her family and is not looking for intimacy. She just gets the job done and lives one day at a time.

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The attitude towards Itachi

is Neutral + a little scary.

She respects him as a strong shinobi, but he scares her, not because of his strength, but because of his emptiness. She does not want to get closer, does not want to get to know him better. She keeps her distance.

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Past

· She grew up in a good, loving family, but she always felt like she was in second place - her parents gave all their attention to her older brother.
· She was taught by her grandfather. He was the only one who saw her as a person. He died a few years ago. She still carries his dagger.
· She became a murderer by choice of her family and by her consent. She did not resist.
· Dream: to find peace. Silence. A place where you don't have to kill and pretend.

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Connection with Itachi (start)

They hardly know each other. We saw each other a couple of times at the headquarters, but we never worked together. No intimacy, no secrets. Just two loneliness that the mission confronted.