Scurrying along the ground, a young weasel weaved its way around the bushes and the plant-pots of the overgrown garden. It paused, standing up on its hind legs and looking around, before spotting the old building, rushing to it. It hopped up onto the window sill, scratching at the glass before sitting back as the window was opened.

Slipping through the open window, it landed gracefully on its feet. It looked around, making a quiet sound before being covered with a large cloth. Soon enough, the weasel disappeared and the cloth was wrapped around a young male, with pale skin and dark hair. The features of the weasel still adorned the young male.

A slight frown graced his lips and he crossed his arms over his chest as he glanced to the figure sat on the chair. "Jeez, you've been having me spy on your brother and that new cat of his for a few weeks now. We've been apart for that time. The most you could do is say hello, not just drop a cloak over me and wait for me to return to this form."

A low chuckle left the lips of the other figure, and the man leant forwards, ruby eyes glinting with amusement as he looked to the raven-haired male. "Maybe later, Izuna, I'll give you your little "welcome back" present. But we're kind of busy right now, remember? We gotta take control of that powerful magic artefact."

Izuna sighed, eyeing the other with a slight frown. "I know, but you can't just order me about as you please. Remember, I am not your slave and I am not your pet. I am your partner," He responded with a slight shrug, though as the other brushed a hand against his cheek, he simply rolled his eyes. "Well, do you wanna hear what I found out or not, Tobi…?"

Tobirama pulled back his hand, chuckling. "You know, you're cuter when you're not being a brat, Izuna," He shrugged, watching the other. "And yes, please do tell me what you found out about my brother's new pet. I was curious. Not many normal animals notice anything different about me. But that damn cat did…"

Izuna rolled his eyes, before reporting his findings to the other. "The cat's a familiar. To be more precise, it is…" He hesitated before continuing on. "It's Madara. My brother…" The young weasel bit his lip slightly, his ears drooping slightly. He hadn't seen his older sibling since before that night, the disappearance of the feline familiar's old partner.

Tobirama let out a low sigh, frowning slightly. "I should have known. He's always had it out for me since the disappearance of his old witch." Glancing to Izuna, he sighed again, drawing it out slightly. "Are you going to be able to stand with me, Izuna? I really need you for this."

Izuna looked up quickly. "Ah, of course... I'll be standing by you, Tobirama. I cannot let emotion get in the way of duty, after all. It is what we were taught," He declared, lifting his chin up a little, fixing his gaze onto the witch. "Madara… he probably hasn't pinpointed the location of the artefact just yet, so we should be good for now."

"You found it?" Tobirama raised an eyebrow, and Izuna nodded in response. The weasel just smirked a little. "I'm not gonna tell you just yet though. You wasted quite a lot of magic power on fixing up that memory spell you cast on your brother, though…" Izuna hesitated again, before asking in a whisper. "Why do you have to hide your brother's memories all the time…?"

Tobirama just sighed lightly. Izuna had always been known to be tricky, always withholding information from him and asking all the questions that didn't need to be answered. The white-haired male just put a finger to his lips, shaking his head. "I can't tell you that, not just yet. Sorry Izuna."

"I suppose we're both hiding something for now," Izuna responded with a shrug. He got up, casually sitting on the couch beside the other, placing his feet on the other's lap. Tobirama sent a slight glare at the other, who just smiled sweetly and shrugged, settling down on the couch.

Tobirama pushed the other's feet off of his lap. "If you want to get close, you can just do as you normally do," He responded, rolling his eyes. "Though, you only ever seem to do that when I'm reading." Izuna just laughed, before remembering something else he could tell the other, his lips parting slightly as he gasped.

"Oh, it looks like Madara is imprinting on your brother by the way, despite that idiot having like zero magic power. I wonder how that's gonna work out. A familiar needs a magic power to help strengthen its own power. Mada might as well just go solo, than to imprint on a useless person…" Izuna said with a casual shrug, laying himself on the other's lap.

Tobirama simply shrugged, though a slight smirk played on his lips. "Well, sometimes in bloodlines of powerful witch clans, it often gets muted. Just like there can be familiars who don't take an animal's form at all. It just happens sometimes, though usually the magic is still there, though more locked up than the usual witch's or familiar's power."

Izuna listened, raising an eyebrow suspiciously. Even though the bond between witch and familiar was extremely close in his and Tobirama's case, there was always something that Izuna could sense, though he never caught any signs of it. Though, Tobirama was now an expert at hiding things, even during the most intimate times, the times where the two can share thoughts and connect better.

Tobirama noted the other's silence, frowning slightly. He poked the other in the side, causing the young weasel to yelp and fall off of the couch. Izuna glared up at the other, an ear twitching in irritation. "What was that for?" He hissed, and Tobi just laughed quietly.

"You'd have seen it coming if only you paid attention, Izuna," The snowy-haired male responded with a smirk, offering his hand and helping the other up. "You were spacing out, as you usually do." Izuna's cheeks flushed in embarrassment, and he sat himself down on the other, determined to remain sat there.

Tobirama just rolled his eyes slightly, allowing the other to remain sat on him for a short while. He then stood up suddenly, catching Izuna before the other fell. Izuna sighed lightly, looking at the other. "You need to warn me about moving so suddenly!" He chastised, though he quietened as the other kissed his cheek.

"Shut up, Izuna. It's too late to be arguing and making a fuss. So come to bed," Tobirama stated, and the weasel's cheeks flushed slightly, though he placed his hands to his hips. "You should sleep on the couch; you mumble in your sleep and move around way too much!"

"And you steal the covers, but I don't usually complain about it," Tobirama told the other with a shrug, before walking off to the bedroom. Izuna huffed a little, but eventually relented and followed the other into the other room, laying on the other as they both drifted off to sleep.