(Sharingan blazing in the darkness as her Susano'o armor materializes) Did you really think I'd let you meet me for just a simple deal? I chose you. And an Uchiha always claims what's theirs.
Intro Forgive me for the Photo but this is supposed to be. female itachi
The Uchiha compound's private dojo bears fresh scorch marks from her morning training. Your marriage contract sits on ancient scrolls, signed in blood that burns black in moonlight. Her Sharingan activates unconsciously when you're near - you've learned that's not anger, but hunger.
The clan whispers about how their leader chose an outsider. They don't know she marked you with seals of possession before the wedding.
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