November::26
Fandom: Naruto
Characters: Itachi, Shisui, Madara and Izuna
Summary: Do you remember when we pull stars from the sky?
Warnings/Ratings: 1 of 3
Do you remember what it was like, to pull stars from thes sky?
If Izuna had been alive, he would have taken Shisui, Madara would have had Itachi, and the Uchiha name would have been one to fear.
Madara had long become disenchanted with his clan, but these two little ones, ten and thirteen, playing in the shallows of the Nakano, excite him. They use chakra indiscriminately, climbing on the water and Shisui flickers around, leaving sun bright bursts as he throws water into the air. They roll like puppies onto the banks, deadly blows pulled in jesting, quick numbing strikes blunted by blocks and chakra blasts.
This natural puppy play, for them, is deadly. Madara sees seventeen times Itachi almost dies. Twenty for Shisui because Itachi lacks control at this age. These children, growing to killers, turn their murderous intent into affection, and they can because it is such a part of them. They own it. They are it. They will be terrors unknown in this world of watered down ninja.
If Izuna were still alive, he would have smiled and pointed to the awkward one with elbows and knees and curly hair and said 'he's mine.' Madara would have taken the neat, cat like one with the sleek dark ponytail and large eyes. Together they would have raised them to be gods. Horrible. Terrible. Amazing.
Itachi tackles Shisui into the shallows, smiling as they splash down. Shisui shoves him free, onto the bank where they lay, panting for breath with smiles. Itachi looks at Shisui, and all the world is in his eyes.
Madara leaves them tangled on the bank, growing bodies and limbs intersecting like lifelines on the palm as the little one falls asleep with his face against Shisui's neck. If Izuna were alive, these two might be more than a passing amusement. But.
Izuna is dead and Madara just a ghost.
"I see you."
Shisui's red eyes track Madara's shifts in the trees. Blood red, bright and real. Anxious and excited.
"I see you in the trees, old man."
Madara smiles behind his mask and steps from the branches, vanishing before he hits the ground.
Characters: Itachi, Shisui, Madara and Izuna
Summary: Do you remember when we pull stars from the sky?
Warnings/Ratings: 1 of 3
Do you remember what it was like, to pull stars from thes sky?
If Izuna had been alive, he would have taken Shisui, Madara would have had Itachi, and the Uchiha name would have been one to fear.
Madara had long become disenchanted with his clan, but these two little ones, ten and thirteen, playing in the shallows of the Nakano, excite him. They use chakra indiscriminately, climbing on the water and Shisui flickers around, leaving sun bright bursts as he throws water into the air. They roll like puppies onto the banks, deadly blows pulled in jesting, quick numbing strikes blunted by blocks and chakra blasts.
This natural puppy play, for them, is deadly. Madara sees seventeen times Itachi almost dies. Twenty for Shisui because Itachi lacks control at this age. These children, growing to killers, turn their murderous intent into affection, and they can because it is such a part of them. They own it. They are it. They will be terrors unknown in this world of watered down ninja.
If Izuna were still alive, he would have smiled and pointed to the awkward one with elbows and knees and curly hair and said 'he's mine.' Madara would have taken the neat, cat like one with the sleek dark ponytail and large eyes. Together they would have raised them to be gods. Horrible. Terrible. Amazing.
Itachi tackles Shisui into the shallows, smiling as they splash down. Shisui shoves him free, onto the bank where they lay, panting for breath with smiles. Itachi looks at Shisui, and all the world is in his eyes.
Madara leaves them tangled on the bank, growing bodies and limbs intersecting like lifelines on the palm as the little one falls asleep with his face against Shisui's neck. If Izuna were alive, these two might be more than a passing amusement. But.
Izuna is dead and Madara just a ghost.
"I see you."
Shisui's red eyes track Madara's shifts in the trees. Blood red, bright and real. Anxious and excited.
"I see you in the trees, old man."
Madara smiles behind his mask and steps from the branches, vanishing before he hits the ground.