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[miiikoo]

WHO: Uchiha Sasuke {avengements}, Uchiha Mikoto {miiikoo}
WHERE: second floor hallway, and then Sasuke's room of 233~
WHEN: After Mikoto's post, but before the log with her and Naruto.
SUMMARY: Sasuke told innocent little Mikoto that he's her future son. She wants proof, and that's what she gets~
RATING: G, mostly.
WARNINGS: Wtf-ery that is the drama of the Uchiha

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[avengements]

Sasuke was leaned against the door to his room, attention on the mug of hot green tea in his hands and his head leaned forwards to where the steam almost hit his face. He looked rather tired and he was; he hadn't slept since he'd arrived in this place and it was driving him crazy already.

Gripping the handle carefully, he took a slow sip from the cup and sighed in half content, glad that he had at least one thing to keep him calm.

When he heard soft footsteps, he tilted his head up and glanced down the hall, dark eyes widening at the sight of the small girl with short, short hair coming towards him. She looked . . so much like him when he was a lot younger. ``Mikoto?``

[miiikoo]

"Ah... yeah," she said with a small smile and a nod. She stopped in front of him, lifting her arm off her wound to tuck her bands behind her ear carefully; carefully as to not get any blood from her fingertips onto the skin of her face or in her hair. She immediately put her hand back over the cut. "You look tired, Sasuke-san."

[avengements]

He lifted one of his hands, waving it slightly and doing his best to look nonchalant. Yes, he was about to keel over and just sleep, but he wasn't going to do it when he was meeting his.. mother right now.

``I am, but it's fine. Come inside.`` Sasuke turned and nudged the door open with his elbow, leaning against it to keep it open and letting his eyes avert to the cut on the girl's arm. He'd have to fix that.

[miiikoo]

"Thanks," she murmured shyly as she stepped into the room; it looked much like her own, which didn't surprise her in the least. They were, after all, in a hotel. Room differentiation probably wasn't on the 'Host's' list of top priorities.

[avengements]

Now, he was sure that Mikoto would be safe in his room. If the Host had a problem with it, they would just have to deal for the time being. He wasn't going to let this girl get hurt, not when he was around to make sure.

``You can sleep in the bed,`` he motioned towards the said object with one hand, glancing towards his laptop and moving to the desk slowly.

[miiikoo]

"Arigato," she said quietly, going over and lifting herself back onto the bed before silently slipping between the sheets of his bed with her smile still in place, though it looked more tired than just a few moments ago.

[avengements]

Sasuke nodded once again, watching Mikoto climb into the bed and lay down before sitting at his desk. He opened his laptop carefully, scanning over the messages, though glancing back over his shoulder at the bed every now and then.

As long as she was here, at least he would know that she would be safe.

[miiikoo]

She slid down so her head was laying against the pillows and she drifted asleep quicker than the had imagined; she must have underestimated just how tired she was. The little girl slept soundlessly in his bed in a light sleep, making sure to stay on her guard in case something happened.