I felt random again…eh more than usual I mean, so I ended up writing this ff; a phone conversation between Madara Uchiha and Itachi Uchiha. A keyword? Hn! Then to the boring stuff, I do not own Itachi or Madara. I do own this story. Now, enjoy!;)
"Hn!"
Itachi picked up the phone. It was time for another rmeeting and he had to call Madara to arrange meeting place and time. The phone rang a few minutes before he heard Madara answer in the other end.
"Hn"
"Hn. Meeting soon" Itachi informed wisely and careless as usual.
"Hn. Where?"
"Hn"
"Hn"
"My place hn"
"Hn"
"Hn"
"When?"
"Hn"
"Hn?"
"Now…hn"
"Hn"
"Hn"
"Hn?"
"Hn"
"Hn?!"
"HN!"
"HN?!!!!!!"
"HNNNN!!!!!"
"Hn"
"Hn"
"Bye"
"Hn"
Itachi looked bored around in the kitchen. It wasn't messy so he didn't have to clean anything, not that he cared anyway. Neither he nor Madara was especially glad in eating at meetings. There wasn't really anything to prepare. Itachi sat down in his chair and thought: "Hn"