#he squints

@thatsneakymedic asked:

"... Here is the late present that I forgot to give you. Happy Birthday." Its a small package of black and red hair ties since he knows full well of the struggles of tying up hair and how constant you need to change them when they get worn out. And they get easily lost too.

Despite his polite demeanor, he is trying to not get nervous around them. After all, considering that they did THAT to Orochimaru's arm, who wouldn't get nervous around them?

“Kabuto.” The man known for his shifting loyalties and many overlapping identities. Perhaps Itachi ought to look into that issue one day. Perhaps not. “What a surprise.” Not an entirely pleasant one either. If Kabuto hadn’t interfered on that fateful day... Itachi’s sharingan flares to life; a visible warning and an immediate threat. In that moment, he decides that whatever scheme Orochimaru’s trusted aide has concocted will not leave the confines of this room. 

Surprised by the unexpected birthday salutation, Itachi blinks, head tilting in uncertainty. With due caution, he advances toward Kabuto, eyes locked on the package held in the latter’s hand. Upon closer examination, it reveals itself as an innocuous offering of hair ties. Despite prodding the bands multiple times, no toxic gas escapes, nor do any explosive seals trigger. Hmm.

"hey knives?" he calls out, pointing behind him "I brought you some fresh soil from the town, can you help me carry it to the shed?"

The sight of his brother has him tensing on reflex, bracing himself for another round of Nais; he's actually startled when Knives comes out instead before his shoulders smooth out, relaxing a fraction. The relief is subtle but there in the set of his shoulders as he huffs and pushes past his brother with a half-hearted comment about Vash being useless as ever they both know he doesn't mean.

And she would say that Nouma’s dad can be a bit intimidating. Actually, he can be very intimidating.

But Nouma’s alright, and she’s a capable and valued friend.