Chapter 11
Lychee Oolong
"My mother died when I was young." she smiled sadly into the tea cup. Feeling comfortable to open up. "She loved tea, especially lychee oolong. I didn't like it much."
Dark eyes took in her appearance, the sound of her voice, soft music to his ears. "She's why I opened the shop actually. I always wanted to know I made her proud no matter what." a small tear fell and she clumsily wiped it with a bitter chuckle
"I doubt she'd be proud of who I chose to love and how I've spent these past years." she finished off.
He looked out into the window, following her eyes at its bright light, "I doubt it. She'd be proud you were wise enough to end it." his voice no longer husky with fatigue but laced with a deep gruff sound.
"Thank you, Itachi." she smiled his way
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She woke up to an empty apartment, a note by her head.
Gone to class, will be back at midnight. Feel free to make yourself at home. My phone number is below, text me so I have yours. Later, Hina.
"Hina," she mused out loud, and for some reason, that detail lit her from within.