Itachi's Eyes Tattoo Novels & Stories

“Not Ferrero’s crest. Not the family I was born into. Yours.” Her lips trembled. “That’s permanent.” “Exactly,” he said, his grin erratic, hungry. “So every time I bleed, every time I fight, it’s your name the world will see.” The tattooist looked nervous, his hands trembling as he approached. Alessio stood behind him, arms crossed, gaze sharp. “Don’t shake. If you falter, you won’t have hands left to work with.” The man swallowed, steadied, and began.

Kade’s broad shoulders stood tall, his chest pumped up, but it was not as frightening as his robust six foot frame that guarded my doorway like a fence. My heart thrummed rhythmically while I watched the torchlights shed dark shadows across his scared face, that Sun Pack tattoo, a sun split in the middle by a claw, sketched boldly like a caution on the side of his neck. One eye, cloudy and pale, fixed on me like a rooted tree, while the other glows with a bloodthirsty delight.

He spoke in an emotionless tone making Summer go quite. "Fine. I am forgiving you." She held the strips of her bag. "But you have to buy me lunch today and I not not letting you go easily." She told him making him smile. He nodded. "I will buy you whatever you want to eat." "Okay then... let's go." She started walking while this time he was walking beside her matching their foot steps. "Alex won't bully you now. Do you have that tattoo? Where is it on your body?" Every Yakuza member would get a tattoo either on neck or shoulder or hand to indicate their organization. The tattoo were different for every rank and as he was the next in line, his tattoo was just like his father.

She blinked and met his innocent eyes, waiting patiently for a genuine reply. “To be sincere, it does seem disturbing a little bit, but I think it's also a cool tattoo, why don't you show it off sometime”. She replied with a smile. “Never!” “Is it just on the arm, right?” She asked. “No… I have on my arms then my whole back covered, it's stupid how could I have done that to my skin! It gives people wrong impressions about me in the changing room”. He said in annoyance. Hinata swallowed tightly.

When I pull away I notice a tattoo on his left upper arm. “When did you get a tattoo?” “What are you talking about?” I point at his arm where the tattoo is at. It looks like a tribal tattoo symbol for water that wraps all the way around his arm. “That wasn’t there yesterday. Did you do something?” “What do you mean?” “Well a second ago your eyes glowed blue like you were going to control water but then it disappeared.” “I did? I didn’t mean to do anything.”

Immediately, I jerked my eyes upward. Too late. Those butt cheeks can’t leave my head, not for a very long time. I hated that my face was getting hot. Then I noticed the tattoos. A black raven stretched across his back, its wings half-spread on the back of his shoulders as though caught between flight and stillness. On his right shoulder was a black serpent curled over his left pec, glaring at the raven with so much intensity while the raven looked lonely and, worse, sad. More ink trailed across his back. Script. Symbols. Lines disappearing beneath fabric.

Summer was present. It was a very strong and humid sun, the pirates could barely stand the heat, they were all on their backs. Igor was looking at his map. His body was hot, his hair was wet from sweat. Kataleya approached. “ Why the Triquetra tattoo? Igor: “ It means eternity! Kataleya: “ Eternity of what? Igor stared: “ I don't know, tell me! Igor extended his hand, so that Kataleya could read her destiny. Kataleya touched his hand and shook her head.

Is he naturally built like this? Asher steps backward to give me the full picture. I see stars on his knees that match his shoulders. He twists, showing the rugged expanse of his back. I was right: it’s a church inscribed over his shoulder blades and spine. It’s lovely, but above it is the terrifying image of a spider. “Layla told me about the tattoos in the Bratva,” I say. Inching off the desk, I approach him. He remains where he is, watching me over his shoulder. My hand touches one of the stars. “What do these all mean?”

“Do you remember when I said the bloodied crown Anita sent reminded me of something?” He nods. “The crystals it had, Elder Huncho has the tattoo of the same crystals on his neck. I remember seeing it on a rare occasion.”

She blinked and met his innocent eyes, waiting patiently for a genuine reply. “To be sincere, it does seem disturbing a little bit, but I think it's also a cool tattoo, why don't you show it off sometime”. She replied with a smile. “Never!” “Is it just on the arm, right?” She asked. “No… I have on my arms then my whole back covered, it's stupid how could I have done that to my skin! It gives people wrong impressions about me in the changing room”. He said in annoyance. Hinata swallowed tightly.