Kagami Uchiha

Groaning, he presses his left hand to his pulsing temple. It feels as if a tiny stone mason was chipping away at the inside of his skull.

He squints, the light pouring into his eyes and sending another spike of pain through his head. Where is he..?

Through the blurry haze of his delirium he can spot the neat furnishings of a living room. Pretty tidy and with the occasional living plant - he certainly isn't home.

He sits up slowly on what he notices is a couch and tries to figure out where he is. He vaguely remembers drinking. The lights of a bar, laughter of lighthearted strangers. But other than that? Blackness.

Great, really. Itachi would beat his ass if he found out he passed out in a street somewhere. His captain would too, for being so reckless. He wasn't usually this dumb. But last night...he needed it.

Of course that quiet was bound to be disturbed at one point, on his way home after a particularly nasty mission that had left him with an injury that he would have to nurse for a while. And while these circumstances might have most other in his situation not caring for the passed out younger kin in an alleyway, about to be robbed by some of the local delinquents, Kagami was none of those. He got rid of them fast, tried to wake the young man up, but to no avail.

And this is, how the young Uchiha got onto a strangers sofa, waking up with a fluffy blanket and a cat that had curled up on his lap. She of course protested when he sat up, thoroughly destroying the cozy spot she had created. Pah!

But this meowing was Kagami's sign that the man he brought home had woken up, so he stuck his head out from the adjacent kitchen, where he cooked up some omelette and a bit of rice. He wasn't a good cook, but this was easy enought to whip up. "Water is on the small table right next to you, there is also a bit of painkillers and minced ginger tea against the nausea. Your valuables aren't gone, input them in a locked drawer in my room. Breakfast is ready in a few moments."

He looks from the man, to the water and the medicine on the table, down to the blanket with the cat and back to the man. And despite the instincts drilled into him since he was five, he feels an overwhelming sense of relief.

Nothing bad happened. His momentary lapse in judgement had not screwed over his career or his life, though he wouldn't have much mourned the latter.

"Thank you", he finally rasps out, his voice tinged with a hint of confusion and reaches for the medicine first thing. He pops one pill onto his tongue and swallows it with half a glass of water, before running a hand through his unruly curls.

He watches the man move about the kitchen, the smell of eggs wafting over and reminding his stomach sternly of how little food he had graced it with before indulging in a fest of sake and Kirinese rum.

And damn it, he couldn't remember anything that happened.

Honestly, it wasnt even Kagami's business until Shisui decided for it to be.

For a moment he disappeared back into the kitchen, plating the breakfast for both of them and balancing both plates to the living room. He would make an exception for someone who clearly felt miserable from the aftereffects, no need to hammer onto it. Kagami was closely followed by two moths, which might be odd at first glance, but to the older Uchiha it seemed to be common practice. "You have yes, or at least I have met you, huddled in a dirty puddle in an alleyway while some delinquents were about to lighten you of your valuables... Not that you would remember of course." It was a teasing jab, accompanied by a cheeky smile before he handed Shisui his breakfast.

Groaning, he presses his left hand to his pulsing temple. It feels as if a tiny stone mason was chipping away at the inside of his skull.

He squints, the light pouring into his eyes and sending another spike of pain through his head. Where is he..?

Through the blurry haze of his delirium he can spot the neat furnishings of a living room. Pretty tidy and with the occasional living plant - he certainly isn't home.

He sits up slowly on what he notices is a couch and tries to figure out where he is. He vaguely remembers drinking. The lights of a bar, laughter of lighthearted strangers. But other than that? Blackness.

Great, really. Itachi would beat his ass if he found out he passed out in a street somewhere. His captain would too, for being so reckless. He wasn't usually this dumb. But last night...he needed it.

Of course that quiet was bound to be disturbed at one point, on his way home after a particularly nasty mission that had left him with an injury that he would have to nurse for a while. And while these circumstances might have most other in his situation not caring for the passed out younger kin in an alleyway, about to be robbed by some of the local delinquents, Kagami was none of those. He got rid of them fast, tried to wake the young man up, but to no avail.

And this is, how the young Uchiha got onto a strangers sofa, waking up with a fluffy blanket and a cat that had curled up on his lap. She of course protested when he sat up, thoroughly destroying the cozy spot she had created. Pah!

But this meowing was Kagami's sign that the man he brought home had woken up, so he stuck his head out from the adjacent kitchen, where he cooked up some omelette and a bit of rice. He wasn't a good cook, but this was easy enought to whip up. "Water is on the small table right next to you, there is also a bit of painkillers and minced ginger tea against the nausea. Your valuables aren't gone, input them in a locked drawer in my room. Breakfast is ready in a few moments."

This was based on this video. 5 am Koko watched it and thought “Ah, yes. Minato and Tobirama. I stan”  🤣

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He checked the fridge and the freezer, and the freezer seemed stocked enough to whip up a meal with. He still went to the supermarket to buy some fresh vegetables and cucumbers.

At Kagami's, he cooked with all the ingredients except the cucumbers. Should he set a precedent that they should eat together? He didn't want to, but he did want to spend time with him.

Honestly, he treated her like one. Probably the other woman he would ever treat as such.

The set up was perfect on his end, every piece was falling into place and it left him feeling lighter than ever. It was the ultimate step from prying Orochimaru away from Hiruzen and Danzo, the last step of stealing one more thing they were so perversely proud of. Another brick to bring dow-.. yet somehow it also made him feel a tightness in his chest... Guilt? Hah! As if.. no. No that couldn't be possible.