7th dream; [portrait]

[ninjasecrets]

Your mother and father don't look happy in their wedding portrait. You're maybe seven years old when you realize this

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[ura_no_ura]

[ His gaze is a little sad as he watches all of this. ]

Akira-kun...

[ He says lightly. It's all he says. ]

[ninjasecrets]

[ Have a yawning Akira who doesn't quite get what's sad about this, it's just reality, after all. ]

Good morning, Kakashi-san.

[ura_no_ura]

[ Well, Akira doesn't seem too bothered by it, so Kakashi doesn't let it get to him either. ]

Good morning.

[ A pause ]

I think Iruka and I will be seeing you in a bit. Itachi invited us over for breakfast.

[ninjasecrets]

Sounds like fun. I'm going to force you both to pose for me~

[He's pleased, though, he's awfully fond of Iruka and Kakashi.]

[ground_breaker]

[Sakura's brow wrinkles a little in concern. She hasn't seen Akira in a little while, and she does worry about him from time to time.]

Is something on your mind, Akira-kun?

[ninjasecrets]

Mmm... I don't know. [Akira stretches his arms out, then hugs his knees to his chest.]

I guess I was just thinking about... being married and stuff.

[ground_breaker]

Oh. Are you having problems in your marriage?

[ninjasecrets]

No. I'm very happy with Itachi and Naruto.

[Shyly. He likes saying Naruto's name especially, having given up on his joking nickname for him... mostly.]

It's just... hmm.

[smiling_umino]

[It's early, he just finished preparing lunch bento for later when he saw that. It's disheartening but he smiles just a little bit. He thinks Akira would make a beautiful bride or a handsome groom one day. Whichever the case may be.]

Akira?

[ninjasecrets]

[He's happy to see his teacher in such a cute domestic moment, and he's still a little bit sleepy.]

Hi sensei.

[smiling_umino]

I get to see you in a while! Later, after classes, would you like to join me for lunch?

[ninjasecrets]

Sure.

Are you making enough for me?

[Cause Itachi always makes the bento and he wants to make sure he doesn't screw up the natural order of things.]

[eternalscorpion]

[Sasori is troubled; although it was different for him, he understands what it is like to have a strained relationship with a loved one.]

Perhaps it is necessary for all artists to have suffering in their pasts, in order to drive them to create. Crafting something truly enduring and beautiful may even be impossible without it.

[He smiles, slightly.]

Although, happier times in the present can prove to be inspiring as well.

[ninjasecrets]

I don't know if it's necessary, but I think it's one reason people turn to art. I feel peaceful when I draw... like I'm in control of my own little world.

But I like depicting my happy life the best. You don't feel like you have to hide your secrets in your art when you're happy.

[He gives a slight nod to the smile.]

[eternalscorpion]

[He nods.]

It's the same for me. The maintenance of my creations helps me to relax and focus my mind.

I'm quite curious to see what you create next.

[ninjasecrets]

I've been working on a few things. And I'm going to start a portrait of Iruka-sensei and Kakashi-san pretty soon here.

You know, this period of peace has really inspired me. Everyone here is so kind to one another and genuinely caring. I think there's a great beauty in that.

[Action?]

[windsawakening]

[Was totally helping Itachi make breakfast but isn’t the best in the kitchen - except for ramen or tea - so took the opportunity to just get out of the way and do a quick scan of the Hitomi.

... came across Akira's dream.]

Oy.

[And is now standing in the doorway of the bedroom, Hitomi shoved into his pants pocket, eyes on Akira. There’s something akin to quiet concern in blue depths.]

action;

[ninjasecrets]

Oh - hey Naruto.

[No Naru-tan, at least not at the moment. Akira looks a little bit like he's been caught at something. He's embarrassed.]

Did Itachi kick you out of the kitchen?

[It's so easy to resort to snide remarks - but it's loving. No, really.]

action;

[windsawakening]

[Cue an embarrassed noise, a bit like a ‘pffft’ actually, as Naruto scoffs the question off. He glances away.]

No!

[Too loud, too fast and to vehement to be honest. He deflates.]

…maybe.

[Glances back and steps into the bedroom, watching Akira closely.]

You hungry?

action;

[ninjasecrets]

As long as you're not cooking, yeah, m'hungry.

[He pulls his knees up to his chest, self-conscious, afraid to ask what he suspects.]

The hell you staring at? [Akira demands to know instead.]