"Onen i-Estel..., u-chebin estel anim" - I gave hope..., I kept no hope for myself

, thus spoke Gilraen the mother of Aragorn the last time she met her child. He looking towards the decision amongst darkness and light, she dying but the same year, lonely and of weariness, far too young for the one of her kind.

Uchiha Itachi's fandom rejoices, from a cold-blooded monster one supported for his strength and style, the young man has grown into the very archetype of a selfless hero, a martyr for the love and peace of his fellow humans. To be loathed in life and be forgotten in death. His only comfort - their strength and happiness. What a wonderful life of an Uchiha Itachi!

We tend to honour the fallen heros, yet being honest: Do yourself, would you wish to become a one? Would you wish to have a life of an Uchiha Itachi?

"Naruto" does not bring me joy anymore, for I gave him my heart and my heart is bleeding. And in my opinion all the forsaken world, all the hypocritic society is not worth but one of his whole-hearted smiles. I do not wish Itachi renown, but happy and full of hope. Of hope for himself. Full of life.

For what right does have a society to demand of someone to become a sacrifice? For them to live. For him to die. Where have you been Itachi? Why have not you defended yourself? Why were not you a little more selfish. A great idiot you are. Idiot! And I am a masochist to watch you fade week for week: misunderstood, alone, in pain, a cursed existence you chosen to accept.

...poor little princess.