Dream ЖЖ 007
"No. You can't have him."
"Please, I really think he needs it."
"No."
"Itachi-kun, I really think..."
"NO. He is just fine the way he is."
"But Itachi he's all covered in tomato juice..."
"No he's not. That's blood. He likes to eat his fish raw."
The look she gives him lets him know that the truth is less pleasing for her than what she assumed herself. "Well, Itachi-kun, I still think he may need to be clean--"
"He is just fine the way he is."
And he leaves, holding tightly to the small being in his arms, body soft and warm to his touch.
Mother doesn't know what she is talking about.
Itachi goes down the hall and outside onto the porch, sitting down with his feet dangling off the veranda. He looks down on the small form he holds and smiles at the big-toothed grin that is returned.
"You're my only friend. Everyone else keep giving me looks and doesn't like to spar with me because I win so easily. It's not my fault they're too weak."
The smile is all that he needs and he hugs the soft body close to his chest. Itachi didn't know why his Mother didn't like that he had won this stuffed toy at the recent festival. It had been something he had seen and immediately wanted. Only his father had allowed him to attempt to win it--which of course Itachi did because shuriken throwing was such a child's game.
But Mother had not liked it. She had wanted him to get a stupid dinosaur. So to please her, he had won that too--only to give it to Sasuke.
He was all that Itachi had wanted. No one else could have him.
"Would you spar with me, if you could? I bet you would be really strong. Your sword would be much bigger than the one Father uses."
The smile is one Itachi can never get enough of. It is big and sharp and white--well, it had been white until Itachi had tried to feed him raw fish, and the blood had stained his mouth. Mother really did not like that. She keeps trying to wash him. But to Itachi he is perfect.
There is a soft pattering and an exclamation of happiness behind him and suddenly a heavy object rams into Itachi's back. He jerks forward, the stuffed animal almost falling from his hands, but he quickly grabs it, saving him from falling into the dirt.
He turns to look behind him, a frown on his lips, but it falls away when he sees large black eyes staring up at him and chubby arms reaching out.
"Kiki! Kiki! Nii!"
Itachi laughs and uses one arm to pull his little brother to his side, sitting him down next to him. Sasuke's fingers continue to reach out attempting to grab the doll in Itachi's other hand. He stares at him for a moment, unsure if he should give into his little brother's wishes. But the pleading look on the baby's face is one Itachi cannot turn down.
"Oh all right."
He places the toy into his brother's lap and watches as Sasuke immediately clings to it, laughing and gurgling.
"Kiki! Kiki!"
Itachi smiles in return, playing with Sasuke's hair.
"You know I only let you play with Kisa-chan, because you're my little brother. No one else is allowed."
Sasuke laughs and isn't really paying any attention to him, too busy squeezing and talking to the stuffed sharkman--well, he looks like a shark and yet was definitely a person too, so sharkman was all he could explain him as--in his lap. It's quite the perfect picture Itachi thinks, seeing how happy Sasuke is with someone else Itachi cherishes so much.
Although, he would let Mother play with Kisa-chan too...if she didn't dislike him so much. But that just meant Itachi didn't have to worry about too many people trying to take Kisa-chan away from him.
But Sasuke...Itachi knows he can share Kisa-chan with him. Sometimes.
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[Itachi wakes up confused and the Hitomi shows his eyes shifting to look at the place beside him for someone who is not there. Of course he wouldn't be, as Kisame and Itachi no longer share a room, in this new fortress Akatsuki has taken as their own. He doesn't bother to do more than blink, still not sure how to explain the odd dream he had just experienced. He reaches for his Hitomi and picks it up off his bedside table. The screen goes black.]
{ooc: check out Kisa-chan HERE}
"Please, I really think he needs it."
"No."
"Itachi-kun, I really think..."
"NO. He is just fine the way he is."
"But Itachi he's all covered in tomato juice..."
"No he's not. That's blood. He likes to eat his fish raw."
The look she gives him lets him know that the truth is less pleasing for her than what she assumed herself. "Well, Itachi-kun, I still think he may need to be clean--"
"He is just fine the way he is."
And he leaves, holding tightly to the small being in his arms, body soft and warm to his touch.
Mother doesn't know what she is talking about.
Itachi goes down the hall and outside onto the porch, sitting down with his feet dangling off the veranda. He looks down on the small form he holds and smiles at the big-toothed grin that is returned.
"You're my only friend. Everyone else keep giving me looks and doesn't like to spar with me because I win so easily. It's not my fault they're too weak."
The smile is all that he needs and he hugs the soft body close to his chest. Itachi didn't know why his Mother didn't like that he had won this stuffed toy at the recent festival. It had been something he had seen and immediately wanted. Only his father had allowed him to attempt to win it--which of course Itachi did because shuriken throwing was such a child's game.
But Mother had not liked it. She had wanted him to get a stupid dinosaur. So to please her, he had won that too--only to give it to Sasuke.
He was all that Itachi had wanted. No one else could have him.
"Would you spar with me, if you could? I bet you would be really strong. Your sword would be much bigger than the one Father uses."
The smile is one Itachi can never get enough of. It is big and sharp and white--well, it had been white until Itachi had tried to feed him raw fish, and the blood had stained his mouth. Mother really did not like that. She keeps trying to wash him. But to Itachi he is perfect.
There is a soft pattering and an exclamation of happiness behind him and suddenly a heavy object rams into Itachi's back. He jerks forward, the stuffed animal almost falling from his hands, but he quickly grabs it, saving him from falling into the dirt.
He turns to look behind him, a frown on his lips, but it falls away when he sees large black eyes staring up at him and chubby arms reaching out.
"Kiki! Kiki! Nii!"
Itachi laughs and uses one arm to pull his little brother to his side, sitting him down next to him. Sasuke's fingers continue to reach out attempting to grab the doll in Itachi's other hand. He stares at him for a moment, unsure if he should give into his little brother's wishes. But the pleading look on the baby's face is one Itachi cannot turn down.
"Oh all right."
He places the toy into his brother's lap and watches as Sasuke immediately clings to it, laughing and gurgling.
"Kiki! Kiki!"
Itachi smiles in return, playing with Sasuke's hair.
"You know I only let you play with Kisa-chan, because you're my little brother. No one else is allowed."
Sasuke laughs and isn't really paying any attention to him, too busy squeezing and talking to the stuffed sharkman--well, he looks like a shark and yet was definitely a person too, so sharkman was all he could explain him as--in his lap. It's quite the perfect picture Itachi thinks, seeing how happy Sasuke is with someone else Itachi cherishes so much.
Although, he would let Mother play with Kisa-chan too...if she didn't dislike him so much. But that just meant Itachi didn't have to worry about too many people trying to take Kisa-chan away from him.
But Sasuke...Itachi knows he can share Kisa-chan with him. Sometimes.
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[Itachi wakes up confused and the Hitomi shows his eyes shifting to look at the place beside him for someone who is not there. Of course he wouldn't be, as Kisame and Itachi no longer share a room, in this new fortress Akatsuki has taken as their own. He doesn't bother to do more than blink, still not sure how to explain the odd dream he had just experienced. He reaches for his Hitomi and picks it up off his bedside table. The screen goes black.]
{ooc: check out Kisa-chan HERE}
