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I LIKE THIS PART OF THE STORY MAELSTORM

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Don’t give up…never give up…


Itachi continued through the forest, his feet carrying him almost robotically. He didn’t have to think about it as they unconsciously steadied themselves on a flimsy branch.

He was headed to Rain.

That was where Leader-sama was. He’d want to know about this.

But mostly Itachi was going because he couldn’t stand being alone in that hotel room. He wouldn’t admit it to himself, of course. He wouldn’t admit that it hurt.


She pushed herself up onto her knees, balancing herself with her hands.

Get up Sakura…be strong…that’s what he wants…


Strength. That’s what I want…Itachi thought to himself as he continued through the forest. …right?
My medical skills…the Sharingan…it all comes down to power…she gritted her teeth as she grabbed a kunai, steadying herself on her feet.
The Sharingan is the only thing that matters. He thought confidently. It is the only reason I became as attracted to her as I did. The only reason.

Because without that power…


…she is nothing at all.


And I’ve told myself this a million times…I’ve tried to become strong for the day when I realized that he didn’t need me anymore…


Always strength. Not strong enough. Ever. I couldn’t make her strong enough. She is weak…my weakness…


…have to keep going. No matter what. Have to be strong for…


…her. I have to be strong for her because she can’t be strong enough for herself. That is what I said before. But it doesn’t matter anymore. It will never matter. We are too different.


I can’t follow his path.


She cannot follow mine.


This is where our paths diverge…

I will go left and she will go right.


And we may never…


meet…

again…


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