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Itachi's smile faded as his eyes met Takashi's for the first time. His father stood behind Yana, his face shadowed by regret and sorrow. The silence between them stretched, heavy with unresolved feelings.
Takashi finally spoke, his voice low and hesitant. "You did great."
Itachi nodded slowly. "Thank you." But there was no warmth in his tone, just quiet understanding.
Takashi's guilt seemed to weigh heavily on him as he continued, struggling to find the right words. "I... I'm sorry. For what I've done to you."
Itachi's gaze remained steady, unblinking. "Why apologize now?" His voice was calm, but the tension between them was palpable.
Takashi couldn't meet his son's eyes. "I... I don't have an excuse. I understand now that you're strong... stronger than I ever imagined."
Itachi let out a breath, his eyes narrowing slightly. "So that's why?" He paused, letting the words sink in. "Because I've proven my strength?"
Takashi flinched, shame washing over him as he bowed his head. "I was wrong. And I know I've hurt you..."
Itachi stood there, unmoved for a moment, before finally replying. "I need some time to think."
Takashi nodded, his voice barely audible. "Take as much time as you need."
Yana watched the exchange, her own face reflecting the sorrow of the situation. She looked at Itachi, her heart aching for him. But Itachi just gave her a small nod, acknowledging the pain but not letting it consume him.
Changing the subject, he turned to his mother. "Mother, can we eat? I'm hungry."
Yana's expression softened again, and she smiled warmly. "Of course, dear. I made your favorite meal tonight."
Itachi's smile returned, though quieter now. "Dango?"
Yana chuckled softly. "Yes, Dango."
Itachi's mood lightened, and Momo giggled beside him. "Brother likes sweets," she teased, her bright energy lifting the room.
He smiled down at his sister, grateful for the small comforts of home, despite the storm that still lingered in the air between him and his father.
As they sat around the dining table, Yana watched her son closely. Itachi was eating in silence, his mind clearly elsewhere as he occasionally glanced at his father, still processing the earlier conversation. Noticing this, Yana gently broke the silence.
"Itachi," she called softly.
He looked up from his plate, meeting her eyes. "Yeah?"
Yana smiled, trying to lighten the mood. "Where were you after the award ceremony? We came to meet you, but you were nowhere to be found."
Itachi paused, then responded, "Ah, I was with Kaina."
At that, both Yana and Momo perked up, their curiosity instantly piqued. "Ohh!" they both exclaimed in unison.
Yana grinned knowingly. "Did she come to congratulate you?"
Itachi nodded. "Yes, she did."
Momo, with a playful smirk, leaned in. "What were you two doing?" she teased, her tone light but mischievous.
Itachi gave her a flat look. "Nothing. We were just talking, that's all."
Yana chuckled, her smile warm. "Well, you should invite her over sometime. And your other school friends too. It'd be nice to meet them."
Takashi, watching the conversation unfold, smiled softly, though the regret in his eyes hadn't fully faded. He remained quiet, observing the family's dynamic as they continued their light-hearted banter.
Itachi nodded, his expression softening. "Sure, I'll invite them sometime."
With that, he stood up from the table. "Okay, Mother. I think I'll take some rest now."
Yana nodded. "Of course, dear. Get some rest."
Itachi smiled at her, then headed toward his room. As he entered his quiet space, he touched his eyes, feeling a slight twinge of discomfort. "There's some pain... probably from using Susanoo," he muttered under his breath. He sighed softly, feeling the toll of the battle weighing on him.
"I need some rest," he whispered to himself before lying down on his bed. As his body relaxed, exhaustion quickly caught up with him, and within moments, he drifted off into a deep, much-needed sleep.
A few days later, Itachi found himself back at UA High, surrounded by his classmates. The mood was light as they discussed their excitement about the upcoming internships.
Keigo leaned back in his chair with a grin. "I heard I've been recommended by some big agencies."
Rumi nodded, smirking. "Yeah, I've heard it too. I just want to get out there, do some fieldwork, and kick some villains' butts."
Itachi let out a small sigh, ever the calm and collected one.
Yu, sitting beside Rumi, chimed in eagerly. "I feel the same way! I'm so curious about who I'll end up with. I have a feeling it's gonna be someone interesting."
Ryuko nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, I've been thinking the same. It's like the calm before the storm."
Ida, ever the energetic one, added, "I'm excited too! My brother was always thrilled about this part of hero training."
Keigo raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "You have a brother?"
Ida nodded proudly. "Yes, his name is Tenya Iida. He's eight years old now, and he looks up to me a lot."
Itachi smiled softly at this. "I also have a sister who's around the same age. She's eight too."
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