Who: Akasun Sasori (
this-mannequin) and Uchiha Itachi (
crimson-prose)
Where: Sasori's apartment complex.
When: May 25.
What: Itachi - listless, hopeless, proverbially homeless and soaking wet - arrives at Sasori's apartment with bad intentions and worser ailments. Sasori is a decent friend about it, if a very alienated one.
Warnings: To be added as things progress
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But he is silent in his dazedness.
He can feel tingling in his arm where it's been dragged along the floor, and there is a strange constricting sensation in his throat which seems curious. (His mind remains motionless, even as his body curls in instinctual disgust at the smell of sterilized blood that the room has been steeped in. His senses are regaled with the sad, bitter scent of the corpse beside him and yet he remains almost completely unaware, neither puzzling over it or really acknowledging it at all. His stomach twists, there is a gentle panging in his lungs, but he cannot really feel it. His insides are icy and inhospitable.)
There is no destiny involved in this.
(But Itachi does not believe in destiny anyway.)
Even in death (mangled, pieced-apart, torn-away-from-his-own-insides death) Takahashi Tobi looks more alive than Uchiha Itachi does, in this moment, and it's unbearably pathetic. To say that the Uchiha is a shadow of his former self is not to do his transformation justice. He is not just reduced to near nothing - he is reduced to something even less than nothing.
Uchiha Itachi is completely unrecognizable as he is in this moment.
And maybe he likes it that way.
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