Green Eyes by Ouvalyrin

 

          When Itachi was young, he had felt that his mother was afraid of him. He supposed this should have dismayed him. From what he had gleaned from snatches of others’ conversations, mothers were essential parts of daily life and to be fiercely protective of. Naturally, insults to one’s mother were enough provocation to send people into rages.

 

          The fact that he could shrug off his parent’s fear of him disturbed him, but only slightly. It was just fear, and Itachi was used to instilling it wherever he went. By now he thought it a part of being a “genius,” though he was still unsure of what exactly that entailed.

 

          Besides, there were more important things.

 

 

          Sasuke’s eyes were large and dark. The problem with being a genius, Itachi reflected, was that he could never leave it at “large and dark.” He found it unusual for such a young child to have so much pigment in his eyes and hair and so little in his skin, but he supposed that a genetic trait of the Uchiha’s.

 

          When Itachi was ten, he discovered the difference between him and Sasuke. He had always been aware of it—it was too obvious not to—but it had never really been much of a factor.

 

          It was all about the eyes. Everything about the Uchihas, everything that made them really special, was connected to their eyes and the Sharingan. Sasuke’s eyes were almost fever-bright and reflected his every emotion, which was impractical and useless but oddly amusing.

 

          Sasuke’s were large and innocent and they were the kind that had never known any true pain. Itachi found himself dreading the day they would (late at night he would realize this was because he wouldn’t have caused that hurt).

 

          And Itachi’s—everyone else’s really, but he didn’t care about them—Itachi’s were just tired. He stared at himself. The lines on his face made him look older, his eyes would catch the light and turn dark red...

 

          He turned away in disgust. Useless contemplation; what good would they do him?

 

 

          When Itachi saw Sasuke later that day, he wanted to hurt him, to make the too innocent eyes like his own, and he realized he was jealous.

Fin