[Since the riots Sasuke had relocated his lessons indoors, to an abandoned building in Sector 9-- It could have been a gym at some point, or at least an attempt at one. He'd just finished kicking out a few squatters, and is now seated on one of the old bleachers, polishing his sword. He hears Itachi's voice and looks up, his expression unreadable.]
That doesn't make a shred of fucking sense, I hope you know.
[ Itachi doesn't give Sasuke a chance to finish his words --
-- Not when Itachi moves swiftly in front of his little brother. Slender fingers coiling around the pulsing flesh of Sasuke's throat with enough force to threaten to choke, to break the bones that structure the spine to his neck and to cease his breathing by crushing the esophagus.
Their proximity is close, now, and Itachi's hues narrow into something murderous as he makes a motion to throw Sasuke to the ground. ] ...You misunderstand Sasuke. [ a beat. ] Show me.
When the kick is thrown into his direction, Itachi feels the weight against his gut. It doesn't cause him to reel back, but it provokes a sharp inhale -- his head lolling back.
His next movement was quick, sharp. Dashing in to grasp at the mass of black hair and jerk his brother's head up, to knee him in the jaw. ]
[Sasuke reels a but, but responds quickly-- One fist is thrown out, aiming for Itachi's face.]
All right-- All right, fine!
[He hit Itachi as hard as he can.] You want to fight me? Fight me. But I have one condition--
[A kick to his brother's ribs, and he jumps back, landing several feet away. He brushes the blood from his split lip.] No special abilities. I want to fight you bare-handed.
[ With the outstretched arm and the coiled fist colliding with Itachi's jaw, he felt a blossoming splay of blood with that metallic taste over his tongue.
It was...childish. This was.
Itachi made no move when Sasuke spoke, but the hint of amusement that wavered his lips were not unnoticeable. To fight bare-handed like a couple of raw thugs, it made him question Sasuke's desire to kill him. ]
Afraid, Sasuke? [ His words were dark as they left his mouth; the undercurrent of his own amusement lingering between them. ] -- Do you trust me to not go against your words?
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You're concerned for innocents? [ That's a new one, in all honesty. Laughable, almost, still they are not from once they originally came from. A odd sensation curled Itachi's nerves. ] You've grown.
[ Words once he spoken before, now indicating to Sasuke's grown maturity (Insanity, perhaps was another topic.)
He obliged to Sasuke's request, he had no interest in harming civilians, but he had no intention of continuing to speak.
Sasuke spoke of special abilities, didn't he? There was nothing special about taking several kunai from the sleeve of his akatsuki robe to throw them at a quick speed at his brother. Bending the rules the slightest. ]
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That doesn't make a shred of fucking sense, I hope you know.
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-- Not when Itachi moves swiftly in front of his little brother. Slender fingers coiling around the pulsing flesh of Sasuke's throat with enough force to threaten to choke, to break the bones that structure the spine to his neck and to cease his breathing by crushing the esophagus.
Their proximity is close, now, and Itachi's hues narrow into something murderous as he makes a motion to throw Sasuke to the ground. ] ...You misunderstand Sasuke. [ a beat. ] Show me.
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The fuck do you want?
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When the kick is thrown into his direction, Itachi feels the weight against his gut. It doesn't cause him to reel back, but it provokes a sharp inhale -- his head lolling back.
His next movement was quick, sharp. Dashing in to grasp at the mass of black hair and jerk his brother's head up, to knee him in the jaw. ]
I do not find enjoyment in repeating myself.
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All right-- All right, fine!
[He hit Itachi as hard as he can.] You want to fight me? Fight me. But I have one condition--
[A kick to his brother's ribs, and he jumps back, landing several feet away. He brushes the blood from his split lip.] No special abilities. I want to fight you bare-handed.
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It was...childish. This was.
Itachi made no move when Sasuke spoke, but the hint of amusement that wavered his lips were not unnoticeable. To fight bare-handed like a couple of raw thugs, it made him question Sasuke's desire to kill him. ]
Afraid, Sasuke? [ His words were dark as they left his mouth; the undercurrent of his own amusement lingering between them. ] -- Do you trust me to not go against your words?
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[ Words once he spoken before, now indicating to Sasuke's grown maturity (Insanity, perhaps was another topic.)
He obliged to Sasuke's request, he had no interest in harming civilians, but he had no intention of continuing to speak.
Sasuke spoke of special abilities, didn't he? There was nothing special about taking several kunai from the sleeve of his akatsuki robe to throw them at a quick speed at his brother. Bending the rules the slightest. ]
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