[thread]
Who: Itachi & everyone mentioned here
Where: Uchiha estate
When: fffff June 9th, around 7pm?
Summary: It's Itachi's birthday...
Rating: R?
Other: Yosuke you idiot -- also, tag when you can etc etc
The date had no escaped the Uchiha -- and yet, there was no reason as too why this day in itself would bare any sort of importance to him. It seemed to be nothing but another year, and so there was no point to perform a celebration for such a day. If it was not for the constant reminders that were given to him (miscellaneous packages from other gangs and organizations - letters and so forth) then this certain date would have been eliminated from the back of his mind and be deemed as nothing but another typical space of useless twenty-four hours.
And yet, despite the flood of his mailbox, Itachi ignored it. Instead he decided to avoid and escape the affairs and invitations that were bestowed to him, and instead Itachi had spent the last few hours with his student. There was no objective to meet with Kazama, but the company was never one to refuse. He walked barely a foot away from Kazama when he went to the door of the estate, he tilted his head -- and there was the briefest of hesitance when his fingers gripped and coiled around the doorknob before opening it. And even then, he felt reluctant himself to step into the interior.
As he did, Itachi let out a low exhale. Red hues gazed along the inside of the estate, and the atmosphere for one reason or another felt heavy and thick, the temperature seemed to be warmer than he would have desired. Itachi tossed a half-glance back at Kazama before walking through the long stretch of the hallway. Uneasiness made his languid movements tense up in the slightest, as though there was a faint tug of dread that pulled at the back of his skull. Nonetheless, he made his way to the couch (not oblivious to the extra uninvited figures in the household, but still, ignorance was bliss) and sat down, face in palm and eyes closing slowly.
Where: Uchiha estate
When: fffff June 9th, around 7pm?
Summary: It's Itachi's birthday...
Rating: R?
Other: Yosuke you idiot -- also, tag when you can etc etc
The date had no escaped the Uchiha -- and yet, there was no reason as too why this day in itself would bare any sort of importance to him. It seemed to be nothing but another year, and so there was no point to perform a celebration for such a day. If it was not for the constant reminders that were given to him (miscellaneous packages from other gangs and organizations - letters and so forth) then this certain date would have been eliminated from the back of his mind and be deemed as nothing but another typical space of useless twenty-four hours.
And yet, despite the flood of his mailbox, Itachi ignored it. Instead he decided to avoid and escape the affairs and invitations that were bestowed to him, and instead Itachi had spent the last few hours with his student. There was no objective to meet with Kazama, but the company was never one to refuse. He walked barely a foot away from Kazama when he went to the door of the estate, he tilted his head -- and there was the briefest of hesitance when his fingers gripped and coiled around the doorknob before opening it. And even then, he felt reluctant himself to step into the interior.
As he did, Itachi let out a low exhale. Red hues gazed along the inside of the estate, and the atmosphere for one reason or another felt heavy and thick, the temperature seemed to be warmer than he would have desired. Itachi tossed a half-glance back at Kazama before walking through the long stretch of the hallway. Uneasiness made his languid movements tense up in the slightest, as though there was a faint tug of dread that pulled at the back of his skull. Nonetheless, he made his way to the couch (not oblivious to the extra uninvited figures in the household, but still, ignorance was bliss) and sat down, face in palm and eyes closing slowly.