for red and feilyn — no one forgets my face. itachi/anko ;;christmas request o3

Thirteen truths about Anko, Hayate, Iruka, Orochimaru and a team that might have been.

The night Itachi seizes the Mangekyou Sharingan. Itachi and Shisui centric.

Being a kunoichi is being able to kill him before fully getting over him.

Itachi knows who will understand.

Itachi never asked to be a hero.

It is, after all, just another ordinary day, and all is well. Or: Itachi, before the massacre.

Anko remembered the dark-eyed boy she'd dragged around Konoha, the person who hadn't been suspicious of approaching her after Orochimaru, the soldier who would have done anything for his Village and the brother who would have done more. And she had known.

Son and brother, genius and killer. This is Itachi's story, from cradle to manhood, a descent into darkness with a mind so terribly clear it redefines the borders of madness. Power at any price, strength at any cost...

we're all a bunch of liars—tell me, baby, who do you want to be?: She was six years his senior, and he was wearing more nail polish than she had ever worn cumulatively in her life. There was something inherently wrong here. :crack!ItaAnko:

When you have insomnia, nothing is real. You don't understand any of it, and then you die. : Because every man kills the thing he loves. Itachi/Anko with a side helping of Fight Club. Slight AU...ish.