Who: Uchiha Itachi & OPEN
Where: Some Japanese eatery; Elysium
When: idk, right in the middle of Johan's broadcast
Summary: Dude, Itachi is just chillaxing
Rating: idk PG-13?
Other: Itachi is a anti-social cunt, so don't mind if he give you the cold shoulder
Once again; Sasuke was here. The child that Itachi neglected within the caress of dismembered arms that belonged to kin. It was infuriating, how the void in the base of his skull that was clouded with curiosities about the youngest of the Uchiha and his suddenly disappearance, the fact that the void filled so quickly left illogical theories as to why now and how. Was Sasuke, once again, to take the rightful title of being the Uchiha heir? Even after the fact his head was injected with delusions and the obvious display of mental instability?
His thoughts were suddenly cut off by the large television that was planted on one of the large skyscrapers; an interview with the senator. It did not interest the Uchiha at the moment and he walked with his cloak covering him like a second shadow to a small Japanese eatery. He ducked under the half-cut curtains and sat himself down, the voice that echoed throughout the streets stopped others in their steps and Itachi looked at the screen briefly with already-rotting vision.
A slim finger rose to the counter and sat down by a small table; the typical order of sweet tea and a plate of sweet rice. The straw hat that covered his face lowered and he let the thoughts once again mingle in his mind.