Could rain wash away one's sins?

Could the breeze carry away all of his hopes and dreams?

Could the cool water dripping down his skin carry away all the burden and guilt his heart had garnered throughout the years?

Itachi's eyes were closed shut as he took in the solitary atmosphere. The rain pattered down, gradually causing his hair to grow damp.

He was alone; he knew that much. He made sure that he was alone, to let himself be so vulnerable like this.

Staring out into the vast sea, standing under the heavy rain letting his thoughts wander.

He wasn't sure how he'd react if anyone found him like this— Whether that be a fellow Akatsuki member or someone from his past who sought him out.

For now, he allowed himself to let his guard down, feeling the rain dripping down his cheeks.

He hoped that when the rain stops, gone was any trace of his regrets, and he'd finally feel a bit better about himself.