#kagamiuchiha

Just like she had. Like her uncle had.

“Though…I don’t think the dead always remains dead. What do you think?” Mikoto asked as she peered up at Kagami, large doe eyes trained on him intensely. A hand reached up to idly play with the locket worn around her neck. A keepsake.

“But, at the same time…would you not want the dead to return? At least.. certain people?”

Seated aloft his spot at the table's edge, Sadao sat bemused at the food offered to him. Anti-septic clung to his fingers and the accent of cadavers fouled his tongue, diminishing the promise of a fulfilling meal to balm his low mood. But, he was never an ungrateful man, so he ate dispassionately all the dishes catered to him.

They are talking about Danzo.

Senju Kaname belongs to @woodblxssomcrowned, and @kagami--uchiha always makes he laugh.

Why was Kagami lurking? Itachi found himself wondering this for the second time this week, as he and Shisui parted ways. And as he walked back to his home, Kagami, naturally, was going the same way. Itachi didn't know if the younger Uchiha just coincidentally happened to be at the same place at the same time, or if Kagami was being sent by their father to spy on them because he suspected something.

Void. There was nothing that resonated to these words than an aching emptiness inside of him. And of all the things, he didn't ever want her to see him like this, so-.. Oh for the love of amaterasu, she wouldn't even care!

"Nothing has gotten into me." He snapped back, sort of regretting the way he spoke but it was almost instincive. Little did she know that it was directed against her, but he was sad, angry, broken.. Little bits of pieces that scream for help from the inside yet all he could let out... was distancing himself from those that really care about him.

It has gotten more and more obvious that something was wrong with him, that there was something bubbling under the surface that just needs someone to to hold out their hand, pull him up and help him out. Sakura and him had always been close, pretty much so... But right now-... he was scared what she would think if she knew the truth.

It is hard knowing which part of this whole thing hurts more -- is it his words or the unexplainable coldness emanating his persona? Not that identifying which of the two will make the pain go away. Only she hoped, in doing so, she can understand what ( or why ) Kagami is acting this way.

Not that she is demanding him to pour his heart out to her. It’s true, she cares for him in ways that can easily be perceived as anything but romantic. But even so, putting the whole thing aside, it is hard seeing him in this hardened ( and indifferent ) state. The shadow of the man she knows gone without a trace.

“ I know you are lying, Kagami. Not just to me but to yourself in saying that there is nothing going on with you, “ she is hurt by the way he brushes her off, thinking the nonchalance in his response enough to keep her away from prodding ( worrying ) more. If anything, his words ( and tone ) only set alarm bells blaring inside her head, urging her to ask, to remain by his side, to patiently wait until he is ready.

Gods, this brat was getting more insufferable by the day. Something about that Senju bastard’s influence was starting to take its toll, he was sure of it. How else could it be explained? Unruliness, a seeming flaunting of their mores, and that was just the beginning. 

Being a little lost in thoughts, none of his usually sharp Shinobi senses were tingling when Fuso approached, though as soon as her lips meet his, she had his whole attention. There was a soft and happy smile and he quickly grabbed her by the wrist to pull her back and seal their lips into a longer, loving kiss.