[Thread] You got me off the sofa, just sprang out of the air.

[lazyish]

Who: Shikamaru, Itachi, and later Nill and Naruto.
Where: Terra; Yosuke's apartment.
When: Friday the 13th..! After the sky turns yellow.
Summary: A little student-teacher bonding is misinterpreted. Maybe..?
Rating: PG-13?
Other: Oh sensei~~

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[pogromanate]

Of course Itachi had gave Shikamaru a slight inquisitive glance as the bong was wiped out and inhaled -- but even if the teenager had offered it to for Itachi to take a hit, then it was simply refused. It was after a few rounds where Shikamaru decided that the floor was in fact a substitute for the shogi board that was right in front of them that Itachi had simply stood up, since Shikamaru found it entertaining to simply play with himself that Itachi’s absence simply went amiss, and Itachi had returned to reading on the couch

[lazyish]

When Itachi's fingers began to stroke Shikamaru's hair, the boy's entire body tensed. The gesture was unfamiliar, to say the least, for someone who'd had neither affectionate parents nor a gently loving significant other. In fact, the last person who had touched his hair like that was probably Yaha. The association immediately made Shikamaru's face burn. Was Itachi even... aware?

Maybe he was, and maybe it was meant to be comforting. It was difficult to imagine: Itachi, comforting? Was that the sort of thing he ever troubled himself to do? In Shikamaru's mind, Itachi was a strict teacher foremost. Only recently had he seen any vulnerability in his sensei at all.

He inhaled deeply, and like a spooked cat, eventually that tender petting started to calm him down again. Still, he couldn't keep quiet anymore. "Sensei..?" he asked hesitantly.

[pogromanate]

Perhaps it was because in this particular apartment, with this particular company, Itachi had believed a sort of sanctuary where there was none other than a certain type of uncaring contentment. There had been similar cases in which Itachi would preform such gestures of affection: Soifon, no doubt. And also Kazama. However still, along with the warmth and throb of the other’s heart, Itachi was seemingly completely relaxed.

But when Shikamaru had spoken softly, even that was enough for Itachi to stop half-way through the gestures and let his hand slowly settle on the other’s shoulder blade, and even if outwardly the gestures were one of affectionate and comforting, it was unintentional to Itachi.

Only one of Itachi’s eyes opened, and that was only a delicate slit with red peering down at Shikamaru before he closed his eye again, and after a heavy exhale, he spoke indifferently to the situation, " -- Yes?"

[silencedbird]

Nill hadn't really felt like cooking that day (or attempting to cook, as she still often let things cook for too long. ...or the one time the food had been undercooked and everyone got food poisoning, but that was another story.) or having Yosuke or Shikamaru order take out for the three of them, so when she'd left earlier on her initial plan had been to stop someplace and make it one of those icecream-for-dinner sort of days. Half-way through this plan, however, she'd changed her mind and decided on a much better course of action.

After all, Naruto really did make the very best ramen.

And that was how she'd managed to convince Naruto to come back to the apartment with her, because Nill hadn't really had a friend over before and Naruto was as good a friend as any to try this out with. She didn't have to worry about not being able to talk too much on the way, because Naruto talked quite a lot, so she just grinned and nodded or shook her head at him as they went