002. || Welcome, my friend! Here whole generations of ghosts have raised their eyes and wings.

[cheshireweasel]

[Because of the circumstances, Itachi is taking Neji with him to the Uchiha mansion, and into his old bedroom so he can have a nice lay down

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[cagedbydestiny]

[Neji looked all around Itachi's bedroom, ocassionally reaching out his hand to allow his fingertips to brush over objects, noting the thin layer of dust. The color scheme is visually pleasing to his eyes, and for a moment, he doesn't really register all of the words that Itachi was speaking to him.]

Oh, sorry... I was...

....You have a very nice room. It's quite aesthetically pleasing. And... marezine would be fine, thank you.

(Eeheehee~ 'The Girl Who Was...Death', right? I think it's by... something Doll?)

[cheshireweasel]

Thank you. Though pale colors can be very dazzling, I've always preferred dark ones. ...I'll be back in a moment. Lie down if you want.

[He sinks through the floor to go and rummage through the bathroom cabinets on the first floor. He comes back a few minutes later, taking the long way around since pills and water bottles obviously can't travel through walls. He puts them down on the bedside table.]

I find myself still spending time in here, even though I no longer sleep. Maybe because I lived here for so many years, it's easy to forget that I'm dead in this house.

( omg, you know Devil Doll? 8D *squees at* That's amazing. It's so rare to find someone who does, it's such an obscure band. )

[cagedbydestiny]

[Having taken off his shoes at the front door like a good guest, Neji sat down on the unslept-on bed, looking at his be-socked feet and wiggling his toes nervously. Sighing and nodding, he unbuttoned and took off his school-issued red shirt, dropping it carelessly on the floor. Clad only in the plain black pants, he pressed down on the mattress, getting a feel for how firm it was.]

Feels close to perfect. Not too soft and not too hard...

[His lips quirked into a small half-smile, and he hopped on the bed, closing his eyes and snuggling his face into the comfortingly musty-smelling pillows, his nose twitching a little bit at the miniscule layer of dust. Neji was quite positive he was going to have a very good sleep that evening. When he heard the door creak, he opened one pale eye, giving his gracious host a coy grin.]

Thank you for everything. Letting me stay here at your home, getting me water and pills...

[Neji then remembered a little minor technicality.]

Itachi... um... about Sasuke...

(I have an extreme love for the odd

[cheshireweasel]

My pleasure.

[Itachi picks up Neji's shirt, folding it and putting it down on the chair by his desk.]

Hm...? What about him?

(Excellent. <3 )