[closed] blackbird singing in the dead of night;
Characters: ofshroudingred & heart_rhythm
Location: near the park
Rating: pg-13 because.
Time: january 13th, after training
Description: it's time for lunch and some Q&A between friends.
If Itachi was being honest with himself, something he never bothered with, he was becoming terribly bored with training in the morning. It wasn't that he found the routine itself that boring, it was a nice change after the constant moving around he had done before arriving in the city, but he could only do so much with simple sparring. On this particular morning he was just finishing up and heading to the breakfast table for his usual cup of post-training tea.
The last few days had blurred by, and he had spent most of it entirely too busy to bother thinking about it. What with the arrival of more people from Konoha, Sai asking questions about him over the network, and Naruto throwing all of his stuff in Sasuke's apartment-- Itachi hadn't even brought himself to sleep in the new place yet, instead spending the night before in the apartment he was used to. He had thrown himself into training and Watch duties, even considered signing up for missions to keep himself occupied. It was working so far.
He approached the table and scanned the teas they had out this morning. He couldn't quite get himself around the concept of teabags, preferring loose-leaf tea, but Itachi always took what he could get when it came to his favourite drink.
Location: near the park
Rating: pg-13 because.
Time: january 13th, after training
Description: it's time for lunch and some Q&A between friends.
If Itachi was being honest with himself, something he never bothered with, he was becoming terribly bored with training in the morning. It wasn't that he found the routine itself that boring, it was a nice change after the constant moving around he had done before arriving in the city, but he could only do so much with simple sparring. On this particular morning he was just finishing up and heading to the breakfast table for his usual cup of post-training tea.
The last few days had blurred by, and he had spent most of it entirely too busy to bother thinking about it. What with the arrival of more people from Konoha, Sai asking questions about him over the network, and Naruto throwing all of his stuff in Sasuke's apartment-- Itachi hadn't even brought himself to sleep in the new place yet, instead spending the night before in the apartment he was used to. He had thrown himself into training and Watch duties, even considered signing up for missions to keep himself occupied. It was working so far.
He approached the table and scanned the teas they had out this morning. He couldn't quite get himself around the concept of teabags, preferring loose-leaf tea, but Itachi always took what he could get when it came to his favourite drink.