[LOG] Unexpected Reunions
Who: Uchiha Itachi(prodigalheir) & Uchiha Sasuke(chidori_spark)
When: November 7th, shortly after Itachi's arrival.
Where: An ally in the city.
Summary: Itachi arrived and Sasuke is making it a point that he will not let anyone hurt him. He catches his brother after Itachi keeps running away.
Rating: PG I guess
Warnings: Fight, sadness and sorrow.
Sasuke was always the one chasing him, things just never seemed to change, did they?
There had to be an exit, there had to be an ending to the buildings and the start to forest at some point. Itachi had been jumping from roof top to rooftop looking for a place to hide but even if he had decided to pick a place, his own insecurities on the entire affair were keeping him from continuing. This was not his world nor did he have any geographical information on the city. Had he atleast known a bit, he would have known enough to think of a strategy.
It wasn't like he couldn't think himself out of this trouble, he was a genius after all, but he didn't know who his enemies were or much rather, how many knew him. His eyes darted behind him momentarily as he kicked off from another roof.
He could sense it, an Uchiha's presence. He was certain that it wasn't Madara but even if it was that Sasuke look alike, Itachi hadn't realized just how much of the strength had changed. The man wasn't his eight year old brother, Itachi no longer sensed potential but pure power and ability. Is was young and still in bloom. It was frightening to know there was someone like that chasing him. He had never been afraid of any shinobi in Konoha or any Uchiha he had encountered when he purposefully massacred the clan. It was Sasuke's revenge, the one Itachi planted in him, that was frightening.
Sasuke wasn't suppose to fight Itachi now and he most certainly wasn't suppose to be older. There was something wrong and incredibly twisted. All that planning was useless now. Itachi had to come up with another plan. He kicked off from the rooftop again. Itachi had been too busy keeping track of that chakra that he hadn't realized the one in front of him until it reached a peek. He watched in concern as a wall of sand fly upward before him. He had enough time to pull his sword and throw it straight at the mass. The wall hadn't finished forming since the sword continued fall before it actually hit a stop. Itachi moved towards it, making it a point to only step foot on his own sword before kicking off again. He landed rather gracefully on an ally beside the wall of sand, staring at it in confusion knowing far too well he shouldn't touch what wasn't made by him. His sharingan, however, could see through the illusion.
"It's Controlled by chakra."
He took a step back from the wall. They had found him. Someone had. If he didn't move then he would get cornered, that's how this move had been planned out. Without even thinking, he turned around and was about to take a leap when he realized it was all ready too late. Red eyes were looking back at him and Itachi could only stare back, frustration written across his face. There was no time for wearing masks, he had lost that strength hours ago when he had placed his entire efforts being as cold-hearted as he could to that face in front of him.
"Sasuke."
When: November 7th, shortly after Itachi's arrival.
Where: An ally in the city.
Summary: Itachi arrived and Sasuke is making it a point that he will not let anyone hurt him. He catches his brother after Itachi keeps running away.
Rating: PG I guess
Warnings: Fight, sadness and sorrow.
Sasuke was always the one chasing him, things just never seemed to change, did they?
There had to be an exit, there had to be an ending to the buildings and the start to forest at some point. Itachi had been jumping from roof top to rooftop looking for a place to hide but even if he had decided to pick a place, his own insecurities on the entire affair were keeping him from continuing. This was not his world nor did he have any geographical information on the city. Had he atleast known a bit, he would have known enough to think of a strategy.
It wasn't like he couldn't think himself out of this trouble, he was a genius after all, but he didn't know who his enemies were or much rather, how many knew him. His eyes darted behind him momentarily as he kicked off from another roof.
He could sense it, an Uchiha's presence. He was certain that it wasn't Madara but even if it was that Sasuke look alike, Itachi hadn't realized just how much of the strength had changed. The man wasn't his eight year old brother, Itachi no longer sensed potential but pure power and ability. Is was young and still in bloom. It was frightening to know there was someone like that chasing him. He had never been afraid of any shinobi in Konoha or any Uchiha he had encountered when he purposefully massacred the clan. It was Sasuke's revenge, the one Itachi planted in him, that was frightening.
Sasuke wasn't suppose to fight Itachi now and he most certainly wasn't suppose to be older. There was something wrong and incredibly twisted. All that planning was useless now. Itachi had to come up with another plan. He kicked off from the rooftop again. Itachi had been too busy keeping track of that chakra that he hadn't realized the one in front of him until it reached a peek. He watched in concern as a wall of sand fly upward before him. He had enough time to pull his sword and throw it straight at the mass. The wall hadn't finished forming since the sword continued fall before it actually hit a stop. Itachi moved towards it, making it a point to only step foot on his own sword before kicking off again. He landed rather gracefully on an ally beside the wall of sand, staring at it in confusion knowing far too well he shouldn't touch what wasn't made by him. His sharingan, however, could see through the illusion.
"It's Controlled by chakra."
He took a step back from the wall. They had found him. Someone had. If he didn't move then he would get cornered, that's how this move had been planned out. Without even thinking, he turned around and was about to take a leap when he realized it was all ready too late. Red eyes were looking back at him and Itachi could only stare back, frustration written across his face. There was no time for wearing masks, he had lost that strength hours ago when he had placed his entire efforts being as cold-hearted as he could to that face in front of him.
"Sasuke."