Uchiha

RP Sentence Starters

          Shock froze his limbs mid bite, charcoal eyes darting to meet pale lilac. As if on instinct, the small box slipped from his hands to rest before her. The usual silence was expected, but he assumed this was a way of breaking some awkward tension between them. Sasuke hadn’t been rude to her, exactly, but lack of acknowledgement was an abuse in its own. 

bby plz 

no one

          For once, Sasuke would READILY admit to being too hasty- careful planning and calm delivery was his primary focus most days. Today, the wind breezed through onyx hair with a chill that could have rattled the bones of anyone else. However, fire and nightmares don’t grow cold- no, impatience and destruction EMANATED as entropy does. The best way to describe the two in laymen’s terms-

                        -chaos. 

          Sasuke’s heartbeat spiked, body practically aching as it begged to attack. It had been months since Zabuza agreed to their terms, working together ever since in order to control the crime between their villages. Taking out scum, and these guys were the worst- memories blinded the Uchiha with crimson rage. An outlet, for the anger that stirred deep in his stomach any time he stayed in one place, pretending. 

                                                       REFORMED 

          That word is tossed to the air as simply as breathing, everyone said it. 

   Reformed

                   Reformed 

                                      Reformed

          Say a word enough times and it loses all meaning becomes a w e a p o n. The Uchiha had begun to claim it, make it his own. A way of gaining acceptance within his village despite knowing what he does on these missions. Only they knew, no one else could. 

          And as red and purple clash, his vision became clear: there was nothing reformed about him. 

Shhhhhh

     “I refuse to give up,”

          Gazes sparked where they met, leafy green darkening to mirror the black coal. Pale fingers tighten their grip on the bag, a clear sign of distrust and rebellion. Sakura’s stare was menacing, a weaker person would be trembling fearfully, but the Uchiha was fully prepared to take whatever she threw at him. 

Yes, he knew having his student accepted back into the village would take a great deal of time. But that didn’t mean HE had to treat Sasuke as an outsider, despite their vicious encounters in the past. But that’s the past and it’s best left there, it’s how the masked man thought.  ❝ Hmm, wasting your time? I’m only ordering you some food, like old times. Don’t my efforts count for anything? ❞ Voice remain calm yet with that bit of SARCASM that’s always added into his tone. It hadn’t taken very long for their bowls to be served, this had been one of the reasons it’s his favorite to dine at. Quick and always tasty. 

❝ If you’re not going to talk, then don’t. I only hope you enjoy the meal YOUR SENSEI has provided. ❞ With that, chop sticks are broken apart and he adjusts himself, so that he could pull his mask down without actually being seen.

          Breathing deep, Sasuke tried to coral his attitude. PART OF ATONEMENT IS SOCIALIZING. Kakashi was a complicated figure to him, he couldn’t understand whether the older man was a father or a brother. Whatever he may be, the Hatake was one of the only people who could genuinely ever understand his past. A dark gaze fell upon the table, too many noises ASSAULTED foreign ears- it was too soon. 

     “What’s there to talk about? You expect me to believe that you just pulled me out of training for a friendly lunch?”