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Who: Itachi & Sasuke
When: Before sirens (possibly afterwards as well.)
Where: Sasuke's secret hobo dojo.
Summary: Brotherly love.
Warnings: Violence maybe.
[ At first it was his own vague curiosity that had led Itachi to his brother's makeshift dojo.
It was hard to ignore it when Sasuke had advertised himself as a self-defense teacher. The notion was comical in itself, and yet he understood that he was no longer the focus of Sasuke's life, no longer the single entity that Sasuke strives to bring down and destroy. In a sense, Itachi was proud of his brother to acknowledge him as independent.
On the other hand it was the selfishness in him that made him wish to be able to spill the truth from his lips, to unravel it all, to still play the role of the villain when he was not as important to Sasuke as Sasuke was to Itachi.
The atmosphere was pleasing as day faded slowly into the evening, and Itachi's silent footsteps made their way to the front of the exterior of the building, his arms against his chest as hues gazed along the interior to notice Sasuke --
-- His words emerged from his mouth as he leaned against the door frame that led into the place.
Each one cold and sharp: ] Teaching those what you could never accomplish, Sasuke?
When: Before sirens (possibly afterwards as well.)
Where: Sasuke's secret hobo dojo.
Summary: Brotherly love.
Warnings: Violence maybe.
[ At first it was his own vague curiosity that had led Itachi to his brother's makeshift dojo.
It was hard to ignore it when Sasuke had advertised himself as a self-defense teacher. The notion was comical in itself, and yet he understood that he was no longer the focus of Sasuke's life, no longer the single entity that Sasuke strives to bring down and destroy. In a sense, Itachi was proud of his brother to acknowledge him as independent.
On the other hand it was the selfishness in him that made him wish to be able to spill the truth from his lips, to unravel it all, to still play the role of the villain when he was not as important to Sasuke as Sasuke was to Itachi.
The atmosphere was pleasing as day faded slowly into the evening, and Itachi's silent footsteps made their way to the front of the exterior of the building, his arms against his chest as hues gazed along the interior to notice Sasuke --
-- His words emerged from his mouth as he leaned against the door frame that led into the place.
Each one cold and sharp: ] Teaching those what you could never accomplish, Sasuke?