Naruto Fan Fiction
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"The Weasel and His Cat"
DISCLAIMER: I do not own 'Naruto'!
WARNING! RATED M! For warnings of harsh language.
"Tomomi-san, what is the meaning of life and death?"
Lime-green eyes stared dully into onyx ones.
"You are five years-old." She said flatly. "Go and play with a ball. Do not come to me contemplating the philosophy of your short existence."
Itachi frowned. Thoughtfully of course, because he couldn't do it any other way, she thought. He looked up at her with those large, bright eyes once more. "Why shouldn't I?"
The Feline sighed heavily and wondered just what it would take to get the boy to finally leave? She was already bemoaning the hours of precious lost sleep the child has cost her. This was not the first time in recent days that he has come to ask her obscene questions that no toddler should be pondering. She knew that many adults were too concerned with themselves to dare ask such unfathomable queries. She does wonder what on earth made him think that she had all the answers, she knew she didn't.
She rested her head on her paws and continued to stare at the Uchiha boy evenly. "You're asking the wrong questions, little weasel."
His small, round face scrunched up questioningly as he tilted his head. "I... am?"
She rolled onto her side to feel the warmth of the sun on her belly, coincidentally breaking eye-contact with the child sitting obediently in front of her. "Do not bother your soft head with wonderings that the already dead spend their time on. You are young and alive. Pay more attention to the things that are going on around you before they are out of your reach."
She did not care for the boy-turned-mass murderer, she did not care for his tragic tale. Whether the boy took her advice and spent a few moments more time with the still-living people around him didn't matter.
It didn't matter because she would not care.
The Weasel and His Cat
TO BE CONTINUED
A/N: A little more on Tomomi and Itachi's relationship! Yay! Hope you guys liked it!
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-Nanami