[ it disorients him at first โ a sudden and abrupt upset to his reality. he braces himself for the worst, only to find them within the solitary confines of what looks to be a shrine. the tension doesn't leave his body, not even when itachi gestures for him to sit across him on the tatami. he does so wordlessly.
there is nothing he can do now to resist him. the stark awareness and unsettling vulnerability of it sends an involuntary chill down his spine, yet he maintains a calm demeanor, albeit a somewhat displeased one. resting his own hands on his thighs, shikamaru keeps his focus trained on him as itachi begins to speak.
he can't say with any certainty what he was expecting to learn from him, but the more uchiha relayed to him of the circumstances surrounding the mission assigned to him, the more his frown deepens. there is too much to parse here. he quells the frenzy of thoughts threatening to erupt in his mind with the silent promise that he can allow them to overtake him later. these are events of the past anyway, he reassures himself; and this is neither the time nor place to be swept away by words.
instead, he immediately begins to pick apart the details he offers, comparing them with what he knows to be true from the documentations he has looked through and read up on. admittedly, there isn't a whole lot to go by, but there is still enough to at least determine that some things do line up. but as itachi succinctly puts it, there is no solid proof to back most of it up, especially when most of those involved are now dead. even the man in front of him should have simply been another bygone remnant.
what a cruel and sickening world they've lived in. ]
If what you say is true, then what is your purpose for being here? Are you trying to undo all that you have done?
๏ผ his tone is mild, rather lacking in judgement. shikamaru may ask him as many questions as pleases him, itachi does not owe him every secret to his name. ๏ผ
he still needs to spend the next week staring into the fucking abyss while he dissects everything they've talked about here. but sure, he can let it go for now. easy does it, right? ]
๏ผ he cancels out tsukuyomi with a thought, and the two of them are returned less than a heartbeat after he had first initiated it to the ximilia's kitchen with its utilitarian, brushed-steel walls. he lifts a hand to palm away the blood on his left cheek, rising to rinse his hand at the sink. ๏ผ
๏ผ what people say about sasuke doesn't trouble him. he knows his brother is — difficult. yet he knows equally as much that he would not have been so without the massacre of the clan. he sits back down, drying his hand on a towel which he then puts over his shoulder.
but, sasuke has survived. until at least nineteen. nothing beyond that is guaranteed, yet it still — eases something in the desperate clench of his chest. his brother will only become stronger, and if he took his eyes as intended he will not suffer the same ill fate that brought itachi to his end. it's more of a chance than danzล would have given him. all the things he wanted for his brother — friendship, a family, a life beyond the massacre all seem so very possible now, and he closes his eyes briefly.
he does not think shikamaru is lying. when one spends enough time as a spy, one becomes accustomed to divining truth. ๏ผ
[ shikamaru has his reasons for disliking sasuke. he can easily rationalize why he turned out the way he did, but none of it excuses the choices the guy made or the devastation he caused. it isn't an opinion he openly shares with others, but he has never been the type to hide his dislike for someone either.
he's glad for the subject change though. it is way too soon for him to be talking about sasuke with his older brother anyway. ]
Naruto? He's the same as ever. [ there is more affection in his tone now, a fleeting smile peeking through the solemnity that has enveloped him over the course of their exchange. ] Still an idiot. [ an idiot who'll make a great hokage one day. ]
Anyway, [ he finally picks up the cup set in front of him, raising it slightly before taking a sip of it. ] thanks for the tea, but I think I've taken enough of your time. [ he rises from his seat at the counter, picking up the bowl of porridge as well. ] I'll be on my way now.
๏ผ he lifts his cup as well in a gesture of farewell, but says nothing further. even with no ill effects imparted from tsukuyomi, he will likely need time to recover himself.
what shikamaru did was very brave and also very, very stupid — to allow an s-rank criminal to trap you in an unbreakable genjutsu on the off chance he may be telling the truth of his allegiance is beyond foolish. but oddly — it reminds him of naruto.
perhaps that's another thing he can change alongside his regret. he can ensure that the severity of the treatment towards him is lessened — after the friend he has been to sasuke, it's the least he could do in return. ๏ผ
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there is nothing he can do now to resist him. the stark awareness and unsettling vulnerability of it sends an involuntary chill down his spine, yet he maintains a calm demeanor, albeit a somewhat displeased one. resting his own hands on his thighs, shikamaru keeps his focus trained on him as itachi begins to speak.
he can't say with any certainty what he was expecting to learn from him, but the more uchiha relayed to him of the circumstances surrounding the mission assigned to him, the more his frown deepens. there is too much to parse here. he quells the frenzy of thoughts threatening to erupt in his mind with the silent promise that he can allow them to overtake him later. these are events of the past anyway, he reassures himself; and this is neither the time nor place to be swept away by words.
instead, he immediately begins to pick apart the details he offers, comparing them with what he knows to be true from the documentations he has looked through and read up on. admittedly, there isn't a whole lot to go by, but there is still enough to at least determine that some things do line up. but as itachi succinctly puts it, there is no solid proof to back most of it up, especially when most of those involved are now dead. even the man in front of him should have simply been another bygone remnant.
what a cruel and sickening world they've lived in. ]
If what you say is true, then what is your purpose for being here? Are you trying to undo all that you have done?
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๏ผ his tone is mild, rather lacking in judgement. shikamaru may ask him as many questions as pleases him, itachi does not owe him every secret to his name. ๏ผ
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I'm here for my own reasons.
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๏ผ shikamaru you literally got the straightest answer out of him this man has given anyone since he was an actual child, take the L. ๏ผ
Are you satisfied?
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he still needs to spend the next week staring into the fucking abyss while he dissects everything they've talked about here. but sure, he can let it go for now. easy does it, right? ]
For the time being.
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What of Sasuke?
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he knew sasuke was gonna be brought up sooner or later, but it doesn't make it any less exasperating. ]
That prick survived. He was more trouble than it was worth though.
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but, sasuke has survived. until at least nineteen. nothing beyond that is guaranteed, yet it still — eases something in the desperate clench of his chest. his brother will only become stronger, and if he took his eyes as intended he will not suffer the same ill fate that brought itachi to his end. it's more of a chance than danzล would have given him. all the things he wanted for his brother — friendship, a family, a life beyond the massacre all seem so very possible now, and he closes his eyes briefly.
he does not think shikamaru is lying. when one spends enough time as a spy, one becomes accustomed to divining truth. ๏ผ
And Uzumaki Naruto?
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he's glad for the subject change though. it is way too soon for him to be talking about sasuke with his older brother anyway. ]
Naruto? He's the same as ever. [ there is more affection in his tone now, a fleeting smile peeking through the solemnity that has enveloped him over the course of their exchange. ] Still an idiot. [ an idiot who'll make a great hokage one day. ]
Anyway, [ he finally picks up the cup set in front of him, raising it slightly before taking a sip of it. ] thanks for the tea, but I think I've taken enough of your time. [ he rises from his seat at the counter, picking up the bowl of porridge as well. ] I'll be on my way now.
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what shikamaru did was very brave and also very, very stupid — to allow an s-rank criminal to trap you in an unbreakable genjutsu on the off chance he may be telling the truth of his allegiance is beyond foolish. but oddly — it reminds him of naruto.
perhaps that's another thing he can change alongside his regret. he can ensure that the severity of the treatment towards him is lessened — after the friend he has been to sasuke, it's the least he could do in return. ๏ผ