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Sasuke's heart clenched as he watched his brother disappear before his eyes. He wanted to ask a million questions, to demand more time, but he knew this was the last goodbye. Itachi, ever the selfless one, had already said what needed to be said.
"I know you have so many questions," Itachi said, his voice barely a whisper now. "But I hope… you live happily, Sasuke."
And with that, Itachi vanished completely, his presence fading like a gentle breeze.
Sasuke stood there, staring at the empty space where his brother had been, a single tear rolling down his cheek. His voice, shaky but filled with love, broke the silence. "Okay, ni-san…"
Sakura, seeing the deep pain in her husband's eyes, stepped forward and gently wrapped her arms around him. "Sasuke…" she whispered, her heart aching for him. Though she couldn't see Itachi, she knew from the look in Sasuke's eyes that something profound had just happened. She held him close, offering the comfort he didn't know how to ask for.
Sarada stood quietly, absorbing everything that had just occurred. She now understood the deep connection her father had with his brother—the man she had just met. With a soft voice, she looked at her father, "Papa… it's okay."
Sasuke nodded, wiping away the tear, but his heart ached with the bittersweet reunion, grateful for the brief moment he got with Itachi, even in death.
Yana stepped into the room, noticing Itachi still lying on the bed. It was unlike him to sleep in, and a wave of concern washed over her. As she approached, she saw something that made her heart skip a beat—tears on his cheeks. She widened her eyes, calling out softly but with urgency, "Itachi… Itachi… wake up."
Itachi, feeling her gentle shake, slowly opened his eyes, disoriented for a moment. His vision cleared to reveal Yana standing over him, her face etched with worry. He blinked, then smiled, quickly wiping the tears from his face.
"Good morning," he greeted her, his voice calm but slightly weary.
Yana, still concerned, leaned closer. "Did you have a bad dream?" she asked softly, her eyes searching his face for answers.
Itachi paused for a moment, gazing up at the ceiling as if still lost in the remnants of his dream. He shook his head and, with a small, serene smile, replied, "No… it was a very pleasant one."
Yana studied him for a moment, sensing the weight behind his words, but when she saw the gentle smile on his face, she couldn't help but smile back. "That's good," she said, relieved. "But come on, get ready. You don't want to be late for your first day at UA High."
Itachi sat up and nodded, his expression warm and thoughtful. As Yana turned to leave, curiosity got the best of her, and she glanced back. "What was it you saw?" she asked, her voice soft, not wanting to pry too much but genuinely interested.
Itachi's eyes softened, and he smiled faintly. "Let's just say… I saw my sibling has grown a lot."
Yana, interpreting his words in her own way, assumed he was talking about Momo, the Yaoyorozu family's pride. She chuckled and shook her head fondly. "Momo has grown a lot, hasn't she?"
Itachi simply smiled in response, his mind drifting back to Sasuke and Sarada. There was a bittersweet peace in his heart, knowing that his younger brother had found happiness after everything they'd been through.
As Itachi stretched, he glanced at the clock and decided, "I'll take a shower."
Yana, standing nearby, nodded warmly. "I'll make you some coffee while you're at it," she offered with a smile.
Itachi returned the smile, appreciating the quiet, comforting routines they shared. "Thank you, Mother," he said before heading to the bathroom.
After a refreshing shower, he checked the time again and thought to himself, I still have some time. He opened his wardrobe and slipped into his UA High uniform, feeling a new sense of purpose in the fabric as it settled on his shoulders. Today felt different. A new chapter was about to begin.
Descending the stairs, he noticed Momo, his father Takashi, and Yana already gathered in the living room, chatting over breakfast. As he entered, they all looked up. Momo's face lit up with a smile.
"Good morning, brother!" she chirped.
Itachi returned her smile, sitting down at the table. "Good morning, Momo. Ready for your first day?" he asked, his tone warm yet composed.
Momo nodded eagerly, excitement evident in her eyes. "Yeah, I can't wait to get started!"
As Itachi turned his attention to his father, Takashi was already watching him with a quiet, stern expression. Their interactions had always been strained, but Itachi still greeted him with respect. "Good morning, Father."
Takashi's response was brief, but not unkind. "Morning," he muttered, giving only a slight nod before returning to his coffee. Though the exchange was minimal, Yana noticed the subtle shift—there was a softness in Takashi's eyes, something rare between father and son. It gave her hope.
Yana clapped her hands gently. "Come on now, eat quickly. You'll both need energy for the day ahead," she encouraged with a smile.
Itachi nodded, digging into his breakfast. The room felt calm, but there was a buzz of anticipation in the air. Today was a big day for both him and Momo, and though his expression remained composed, Itachi could feel a subtle excitement beneath his usual stoicism.
As he finished his meal and stood up, Momo jumped to her feet, grabbing her bag. "Brother, let's go!" she said, bouncing on her heels.
Yana glanced at the clock, concern flashing briefly across her face. "Itachi, dear, you're running late. You should get going."
Before Itachi could respond, Takashi, who had been quiet most of the morning, finally spoke up. "I'll take Momo," he said, surprising everyone. His gaze shifted to Itachi. "You can head off."
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