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Devil's Breath Part Twenty-eight
If nothing else, Izuna reflected to himself, this whole affair had taught him patience. It was much easier to be patient, he had found, when one had no other choice. Besides, while a large part of him did want to go to his brother immediately, the Uchiha was not a fool.
When the sharigan user had been young, one of his distant kin had woken from a coma. The man hadn't been able to walk. He had barely been able to speak coherently, and none of the clan had been horribly surprised when the man had killed himself a few weeks later.
No, Izuna knew how incredibly fortunate he was. He also knew who to thank, and not only for his life. The fact that Tobirama was the one who had run him through in the first place was hardly relevant. If the roles had been reversed, the Uchiha would have done the same in a heartbeat.
In spite of the lingering stiffness caused by months upon months of inactivity, and the muscle mass lost to his previous injuries, Izuna would see the battlefield again. All he needed now was time. No, he could not blame Tobirama in the least for wanting to take a few days to ensure there were lo lingering issues. After all, what was two days compared to two years?
Nor could he blame his rival for the light, bland meal the other had prepared. Izuna had spent enough time in recovery over his life to know what would happen if he tried to eat something heavier. As it was, he only finished half of it before he found himself struggling to keep his eyes open.
"Why am I so tired?" Izuna slurred. "It makes no sense." He had been sleeping for nearly two years. The Uchiha was so intent on trying to keep his eyes open he barely noticed when Tobirama gently removed the bowl from his hands.
"Being in a coma and resting is not quite the same thing," Tobirama said, crimson eyes flickering to another shelf stacked with scrolls. He had, after all, become somewhat of an expert on the subject. "You should lie back down."
The Uchiha's jaw clenched as he straightened up, lifting his chin stubbornly. "I'm fine," he spat. "I don't need to go to sleep." Red began to seep into his eyes.
However, as always, the two ninja knew each other entirely too well. "Go to bed Izuna," the albino told the other, not looking away from his rival's deadly eyes. His own gaze softened, it didn't take much thought to know what was truly bothering the Uchiha after all. "I promise. You will wake up."
DBDBDBDBDBDB
The reunion is coming, I swear
Tobirama just needs to make sure his patient won't keel over first
