Itachi: My Foolish Little Brother!

"What do you mean, 'capacity'? You killed our clan and everyone else over something like that?" Sword Douluo had pulled Sasuke into his arms to protect him.

Feeling someone shielding him, Sasuke seemed to calm a little. He glared at Uchiha Itachi with bloodshot eyes and let out a roar like a young lion's.

Sasuke met Uchiha Itachi's gaze. A sinister light flashed through Itachi's Sharingan. Sasuke's eyes went blank for an instant, then he screamed in agony.

"Aaah!" Sasuke screamed as though he had seen something horrific. "Stop! Don't make me watch this! Just because of that, you killed Dad and Mom? You—"

Sasuke seemed to finally break free of the Genjutsu. Panting hard, his eyes streaked with blood, he stared fixedly at Uchiha Itachi.

"Why? Why did you leave me alive? Why didn't you kill me when I ran away just now?" Sasuke's voice was no longer hysterical. It was hoarse and cold.

"Because... you aren't worth killing!" Uchiha Itachi's expression changed in an instant. His once-calm face twisted with madness.

He threw back his head and laughed. "My foolish little brother! If you want to kill me, hate me! Despise me! Then live on in disgrace. Run, run, and cling to that miserable life of yours!"

Mad. Completely mad.

That was everyone's judgment of Uchiha Itachi. He had clearly lost his mind!

As Uchiha Itachi sank deeper into madness, the three Tomoe in his Sharingan began spinning rapidly, gradually forming a great pinwheel.

"Come seek your revenge with eyes like these! Hahaha..."

"The power of the Mangekyō Sharingan is beyond anything you, with only the One-Tomoe Sharingan, could ever imagine! Sasuke, you're my spare pair of eyes!"

The eerie pinwheel spun wildly, its crimson glow making Uchiha Itachi look more deranged than ever.

For some reason, when