with tobiizu; fem!izuna. modern au.
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kagami shifted from one foot to another, his eyes scanning the crowd. the earpiece on his ear let out static noise once in a while, but he paid his fullest attention. commands could be relayed any time.
"…i told her that that gown is too open for this weather, but i have to admit it complements her skin nicely under the lighting. ivory suits her."
kagami hummed flatly.
"those old mayors looked like rock beside her, such a shining gem, even outshines the socialites. they don't have her elegance and commanding presence. don't you think she stands out like a queen among her lowest subjects?"
kagami hummed again, hoping no other guests heard him referring to the foreign dignitaries as lowest subjects. it would stir more than just a trouble.
"she likes her hair untied; a simple updo is more suited for this occasion, perhaps with an elaborate hairpin, but she refused. i was wrong; my wife does look the best without too much jewelry on her gleaming hair–"
"uncle…" kagami hissed so low, his lips barely moving.
"–her usual necklace is enough. oh, are you disagreeing?"
kagami finally turned to see his uncle peering at him from his champagne glass. he was saved from having to explain himself by the arrival of a woman in red dress.
"there you are, brother," izuna approached the men, looking relieved. "spare kagami from your account of hashirama's outfit tonight. he doesn't need to hear it."
"but–"
"he's working. you're his boss, you should've known better." izuna linked her arm to madara's and waved a silent goodbye to kagami, dragging the other man away. they stopped closer to the circle where the senju siblings were mingling with the foreign mayors.
"where have you been, izuna? i thought you're with tobirama." madara stopped a waiter carrying spoons of colorful mini puddings, taking one for himself.
"politics bores me to death. like i don't hear enough in classroom everyday." izuna swallowed her pudding, slightly nudging her brother on his arm. "speaking of tobirama, do you think his red tie suits him better than his usual blue? or should've i picked a lighter shade?"
madara's lips pulled thin in annoyance, discreetly groaning.