It had taken years for them to get to this point, but finally the last remaining Uchiha’s were going to train together without the eldest of the two holding back. It had taken months of convincing and carefully executed baiting, but Itachi finally agreed and now they were headed to the farthest most secluded training ground inside Konoha under Tsunade’s orders. Evidently Uchiha’s penchant for destruction is on par with Naruto’s when Uchihas were “going all out”. “Naruto will make a fine hokage someday…” The comment drifted from Itachi’s mouth and hung awkwardly between them. “Hn.” And an annoyed sideways glance was all Sasuke was willing to add. “He has many strengths, though his shortcomings are obvious…” Itachi prompted as if Sasuke would have something more to add to this weird critique of that idiot. Instead the younger crinkled his brow and increased his pace in hopes of shutting down whatever this conversation was supposed to be. Itachi matched his pace easily. “Does he have a companion that compliments his qualities?” “How the fuck should I know?” Sasuke spat and leaped ahead of his bother in another blaring social cue that he had no interest in continuing. It’s not that Naruto wasn’t his best friend, or that he wasn’t secretly rooting for him to become hokage. It’s just that this is what he had been working on for months and he didn’t want thoughts of Naruto’s social life bouncing around in his head. Itachi again matched his pace.
“An Uchiha’s would be a good… partner-“ Itachi contitued the weird emphasis did not escape Sasukes attention “I’m not going to be his-” Sasuke started to protest as he turned his eyes to his older brother catching the ever so slight only visible to someone who has spent years honing eye techniques could catch. He sighed heavily and rolled his eyes. “Yea, if there was an Uchiha who could stand him…I guess.” Sasuke amended yet again quickening his pace. “As you are his closest comrade, I am requesting permission-” With lightning speed Sasuke dropped from the trees to the ground effectively ending their conversation. “No training is that important.” He disappointedly mumbled to himself as he dejectedly took off for home. {
It had taken years for them to get to this point, but finally the last remaining Uchiha’s were going to train together without the eldest of the two holding back. It had taken months of convincing and carefully executed baiting, but Itachi finally agreed and now they were headed to the farthest most secluded training ground inside Konoha under Tsunade’s orders. Evidently Uchiha’s penchant for destruction is on par with Naruto’s when Uchihas were “going all out”. “Naruto will make a fine hokage someday…” The comment drifted from Itachi’s mouth and hung awkwardly between them. “Hn.” And an annoyed sideways glance was all Sasuke was willing to add. “He has many strengths, though his shortcomings are obvious…” Itachi prompted as if Sasuke would have something more to add to this weird critique of that idiot. Instead the younger crinkled his brow and increased his pace in hopes of shutting down whatever this conversation was supposed to be. Itachi matched his pace easily. “Does he have a companion that compliments his qualities?” “How the fuck should I know?” Sasuke spat and leaped ahead of his bother in another blaring social cue that he had no interest in continuing. It’s not that Naruto wasn’t his best friend, or that he wasn’t secretly rooting for him to become hokage. It’s just that this is what he had been working on for months and he didn’t want thoughts of Naruto’s social life bouncing around in his head. Itachi again matched his pace. “An Uchiha’s would be a good… partner-“ Itachi contitued the weird emphasis did not escape Sasukes attention “I’m not going to be his-” Sasuke started to protest as he turned his eyes to his older brother catching the ever so slight only visible to someone who has spent years honing eye techniques could catch. He sighed heavily and rolled his eyes. “Yea, if there was an Uchiha who could stand him…I guess.” Sasuke amended yet again quickening his pace. “As you are his closest comrade, I am requesting permission-” With lightning speed Sasuke dropped from the trees to the ground effectively ending their conversation. “No training is that important.” He disappointedly mumbled to himself as he dejectedly took off for home.
“Naruto will make a fine hokage someday…” The comment drifted from Itachi’s mouth and hung awkwardly between them.
“Hn.” And an annoyed sideways glance was all Sasuke was willing to add.
“He has many strengths, though his shortcomings are obvious…” Itachi prompted as if Sasuke would have something more to add to this weird critique of that idiot. Instead the younger crinkled his brow and increased his pace in hopes of shutting down whatever this conversation was supposed to be. Itachi matched his pace easily.
“Does he have a companion that compliments his qualities?”
“How the fuck should I know?” Sasuke spat and leaped ahead of his bother in another blaring social cue that he had no interest in continuing. It’s not that Naruto wasn’t his best friend, or that he wasn’t secretly rooting for him to become hokage. It’s just that this is what he had been working on for months and he didn’t want thoughts of Naruto’s social life bouncing around in his head. Itachi again matched his pace. “An Uchiha’s would be a good… partner-“ Itachi contitued the weird emphasis did not escape Sasukes attention
“I’m not going to be his-” Sasuke started to protest as he turned his eyes to his older brother catching the ever so slight only visible to someone who has spent years honing eye techniques could catch. He sighed heavily and rolled his eyes.
“Yea, if there was an Uchiha who could stand him…I guess.” Sasuke amended yet again quickening his pace.
“As you are his closest comrade, I am requesting permission-”
With lightning speed Sasuke dropped from the trees to the ground effectively ending their conversation. “No training is that important.” He disappointedly mumbled to himself as he dejectedly took off for home.
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“Naruto will make a fine hokage someday…” The comment drifted from Itachi’s mouth and hung awkwardly between them.
“Hn.” And an annoyed sideways glance was all Sasuke was willing to add.
“He has many strengths, though his shortcomings are obvious…” Itachi prompted as if Sasuke would have something more to add to this weird critique of that idiot. Instead the younger crinkled his brow and increased his pace in hopes of shutting down whatever this conversation was supposed to be. Itachi matched his pace easily.
“Does he have a companion that compliments his qualities?”
“How the fuck should I know?” Sasuke spat and leaped ahead of his bother in another blaring social cue that he had no interest in continuing. It’s not that Naruto wasn’t his best friend, or that he wasn’t secretly rooting for him to become hokage. It’s just that this is what he had been working on for months and he didn’t want thoughts of Naruto’s social life bouncing around in his head. Itachi again matched his pace.
“An Uchiha’s would be a good… partner-“ Itachi contitued the weird emphasis did not escape Sasukes attention
“I’m not going to be his-” Sasuke started to protest as he turned his eyes to his older brother catching the ever so slight only visible to someone who has spent years honing eye techniques could catch. He sighed heavily and rolled his eyes.
“Yea, if there was an Uchiha who could stand him…I guess.” Sasuke amended yet again quickening his pace.
“As you are his closest comrade, I am requesting permission-”
With lightning speed Sasuke dropped from the trees to the ground effectively ending their conversation. “No training is that important.” He disappointedly mumbled to himself as he dejectedly took off for home.
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