AT:A Whisper of the Truth

"He was in love with you...."

The words were still ringing in her head, loud clear and vivid. She sighed as the tears continued to roll down her cheeks.

"Why....why did I have to learn that now...now that I'm out of time?" she whispered, leaning her head against the cold wall of the room she was in.

Another sob racked her body and she let it.She couldn't hold it in. The man she loved...had loved her back.

She thought he was an asshole....he had told her that he was only using her.But now....she knew the truth.

And thats what hurt the most.

She wished she could go back,that she could rewind time.....If only he had known..thinghs would have been so much more different.

She couldn't believe Madara had the gall to tell her this so soon after his death.He had smirked when he said it, had laughed as tears filled her eyes, as she tried desperately to hold in her sorrow.

At least he had granted her two day of solitutde.She looked around the small cabin and sighed. She had been here for only three hours.Time was ticking by so slowly...

The windows rattled loudly and thunder boomed overhead.Mais frown deepened. Itachi used to love the rain...and it was one of the things she had associated with him.

Her hand grasped gently onto the three-ring metal necklace she wore. It used to be Itachis, and she felt a slight comfort in wearing it. Rain began to splatter against the windows and she stood up from the bed.

Walking into the small kitchenette she glanced at the fridge and sighed. She didn't want to eat...she didn't want anything except for Itachi to be alive again.

But that was a futile wish, she knew that.Tears began to well in her eyes and she leaned against the sink, staring out at the rain.

Mai closed her eyes and let her mind wander. She remembered when she had first met him.He had pissed her off by calling her short.She used to hate him...but that was all in the past.

She remembered his soft smile, his gentle eyes...the way he chuckled.Even if it was to annoy her....she had always loved the way he laughed.

The storm outside worsened, and she walked back to the bed and lay on it miserably. A deep sigh escaped her.

Itachi....why...why did you have to die?