暗黙の犠牲

A glower was leveled at the handler, thin lips pressed together, no doubt showcasing his displeasure at the question. While he could say that he rather enjoyed this strange relationship they had inhabited, Itachi was still quite annoyed with Greaves in general but then that wasn't really anything new to him. Shisui probably would have laughed were he here for Itachi to vent to, but he wasn't so he could only feel that small curl of amusement at the thought of his cousin.

Being caught unawares never boded well for the anyone, especially if Itachi was surprised, he disliked it but he could handle himself rather well. Though one second of inattention was enough to have something slicing across his thigh. 

Taking a deep deep breath, the Uchiha stretched his leg out, palms beginning to glow a light green before he pressed them to the deep gash in his thigh. It stung at first and he had to grit his teeth against the pain but it'll heal and he'd get over it. " Not long actually, I surmise it's been like this for about forty minutes, minimal blood flow and no worrisome symptoms."

"Hm? Did you say something?"

Itachi heard the question but his mind seemed to drift off on it's own, filling with a myriad of things so unrelated. Sleep was an entity all it's own, hovering over his tense frame and waiting to drag him down with it. But Itachi never sleep for more than ten minutes at a time. Once his lids slid over his gaze and his body would relax for the night, there were nightmares upon nightmares that he was sick of reliving. Of blood splattered upon the compound walls, of the silent screams and the pleading eyes. The questions leaving blood stained lips. ' Why us? But we're you're family. Have you forsaken us, Itachi? ' 

His form was still as a marble statue but lids closed briefly to calm himself before he show the weakness that was hiding in plain sight. The days seemed to blend together so subtly that he could hardly remember if it was yesterday or the week after. It was righteous punishment for breaking his promise to Shisui wasn't it? His best friend would be sorely disappointed and he could hear the hoarse tone of voice whispering accusatory remarks toward and he had to bite down on the inside of his cheek from whispering his own protest because inevitable it'd always be his fault. The heir to the prestigious and infamous Uchiha Clan, the little genius, the future of them all had managed to betray them and kill them all. A true travesty.