When Lightning Strikes

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Chapter 2

A couple of hours, six shots, and three dances later, Sasuke slips quietly back into the house he shared with Itachi. The lights were so dim, that he was sure his brother was asleep. It was probably just as well. He'd explain everything in the morning.

"Sasuke?" Itachi's voice drifts towards the door from the living room, followed by his face appearing around the corner. "You're home." He'd been waiting, and hoping desperately that it wasn't a trap. Hoping that his brother would actually come home.

"Yeah. It's alright, Itachi." He smiles at his brother, hoping that he didn't look like he'd drank multiple shots of vodka and Shisui's colorful recommendations. Sasuke still wasn't sure what any of them were, but they were tasty. Even now, he still felt warm...and relaxed. "The recruiter was Shisui."

"…Shisui…?" Itachi's brow furrows. It couldn't be, that was…impossible. "You…don't mean OUR Shisui, our cousin…do you?"

"Yes, OUR cousin. I didn't realize who he was at first because he saw next to me and bought me a drink. I mean he bought me a lot of drinks actually, there was dancing, and he kinda asked me to move in with him. He also offered me a job. I'm basically going to be a magical cop and I'm not even angry that he apparently spied on me in the shower. It was an accident." Sasuke nods, the memory still playing in his mind in crystal clear detail. Damn. Their cousin was gorgeous.

Sasuke was…definitely drunk. "Right…" Itachi strides forward and puts an arm around his brother's waist to guide him back towards Sasuke's bedroom. "Shisui…bought you drinks and danced with you." That, Itachi didn't doubt. Shisui always had been a flirt, even buying drinks for Itachi when he was barely of age, just to see him turn into a lush. The job offer and spying on Sasuke in the shower on the other hand… "You said that he…offered you a job in law enforcement?"

"Yes, in his division. He's going to teach me how to teleport." Sasuke pats Itachi on the back, hoping he wasn't about to get a lecture. "He said he'll teach me lots of things. It's going to be alright. I can still see all of you. It's better than looking over my shoulder for the rest of my life."

Right…Sasuke has been offered a job as a magic cop by their cousin who had disappeared a decade ago and hadn't come to visit, but contacted Itachi sporadically with the stupidest and funniest things, and…he was going to teach Sasuke a lot of things, including how to teleport. "I see, of course." He carries his brother into his bedroom and deposits Sasuke very carefully on the bed. Itachi then hands Sasuke the mug of water that he'd been oh so careful not to spill. "Here, Sasuke, drink this."

He takes the water and starts sipping it. "Thanks. So he's giving me a week to get everything ready. That way I can tell you and you won't have to worry. He's a really good dancer too."

A week…Shisui, the cousin and best friend that Itachi hadn't seen in years, was taking his little brother away in a week. Why else would Sasuke have said that? Itachi could only hope that it was just the drunkenness…and that Sasuke wasn't going to disappear as well. "Everything is alright, Sasuke. You're home now." He slips off Sasuke's shoes and pulls back the blankets to tuck his little brother into bed. "Finish your water and then you can go to sleep. I'll make sure to have a hangover cure and good breakfast for you ready in the morning. Alright?"

"Alright, but you don't have to worry. I remember. Text for good. Call for emergencies." He shoots Itachi a smile as he snuggles into his pillow.

"That's right." It was good that Sasuke remembered, but Itachi had been without word for hours, and that had shaken him. He understood why that was now, but it didn't make the aching worry go away. He takes the mug clasped in Sasuke's sleepy grip and places it on the nightstand. Itachi brushes back Sasuke's bangs and kisses his forehead. "Sleep well, Sasuke."

His smile deepens as he closes his eyes. "Yeah. See you in the morning." Sasuke stretches out on the bed before burrowing into his blankets and falling fast asleep.

Itachi stirs a pan of soft, melty eggs and cheese with a spatula in one hand and turns over a pan full of sausages with his other hand. All night long, Sasuke's words had played over and over in his head. A week. Magical cop. Shisui.

What was their cousin doing working for the government as some sort of magical law enforcement agent? And why would he be here to recruit Sasuke of all people for that sort of group? And why in the world had he seen fit to get Itachi's little brother DRUNK of all things?

The moment that he hears footsteps approaching the sunlit kitchen, Itachi sighs softly. "I hope that you at least washed out your mouth, Sasuke." He knew how bad it could be waking up without having brushed your teeth after a night out with Shisui. Like something furry had crawled into your mouth and died there.

"Yes, I washed my mouth out." Sasuke watches Itachi cook. The scent of breakfast was already taunting him. Suddenly, he felt like he hadn't eaten for a week. "Looks good. Sorry for last night. I know it was a lot to take in at once, but this way I still get to see all of you."

Ah…last night…how Itachi wished that he could just wipe that night from his memories. "To be honest, Sasuke, you weren't making very much sense last night." He points at a glass on the counter filled to the brim with a green juice that Itachi had put together himself. "Drink that, and once I have breakfast plated, I want to hear about what really happened last night. Without the drunken rambling."

Damn. He'd been drunken rambling? "Alright. Alright." He drinks the green juice and watches Itachi prepare their breakfast while trying to figure out how to explain the whirlwind that had happened last night.

Itachi plates the sausages and eggs, then adds a whole sliced peach to each meal. Once he tops the eggs with hash browns and toast, he brings the two plates to the counter and sets one in front of Sasuke, one in front of himself, and takes a seat on a cushioned stool. "Now, start by telling me exactly how you ran into Shisui at that nightclub. And are you absolutely sure it was our cousin?"

He takes a bite of his breakfast, swallowing quickly before answering. "I went to Eternity like the letter said to, but realized I didn't know what the recruiter looked like. So, I waited at the bar. That's when a man paid for my vodka. I thought he was hitting on me at first." Sasuke takes a sip of his drink, hoping he wasn't blushing. Talking about guys to Itachi always resulted in a major interrogation. "Yes, he's Shisui. He said so, had the same smile, looked like him, mentioned you, and is Shisui telekinetic because this man is?"

That damn smile…that sly, mischievous, earnest smile that always drove Itachi insane, because it meant that trouble was coming. Trouble for him, amusement for Shisui. "Yes, Shisui always had many talents. Levitation and telekinesis among them. Teleportation is another. I…learned how to teleport from him when we were in high school together."

"I can't believe you could teleport all that time and you never taught me." Sasuke rolls his eyes. That was a useful ability. Then again, Itachi was cautious by nature. He'd probably just hadn't mentioned it because he was worried about Sasuke being spotted. "He said that THEY had been watching me for awhile. Shisui decided to approach me first without informing them. He's the head of his own division and can place me there. That way I won't get swept up into another department."

Itachi didn't like the way Sasuke talked about getting swept up into another department. "And what exactly is it that Shisui is planning on having you do?"

"What amounts to police work with magic. Monitoring the lists and punishing those who abuse their magic." Sasuke wasn't naive. Having magic didn't make a person evil, but it didn't necessarily make them good either. People were people. "He says with my lightning abilities, I could stun people. I'd probably reduce fatalities."

"And with your potential, you could be made to hone a lot of different abilities that would make you useful and dangerous." Itachi was no fool, he knew that being handed the sort of opportunity that Sasuke was came with the risk of becoming too powerful…and becoming a liability to the powers that be. "…Sasuke…about ten years ago, there was an attempt to recruit me into one of their units. I never found out exactly which one. I never met with the recruiter, and was never contacted again afterward. I managed to avoid being pulled into whatever scheme they had planned, but…" Apparently that was too much to ask for his little brother. "Are you sure that this is what you want? If I have to, I will go to them and break the minds of anyone I have to if it means keeping you safe."

"I know you would, Itachi, but you don't have to. This way, neither of us has to worry about being surprised one day." He places his hand on Itachi's and smiles. "Shisui will be in charge of my division. You said it yourself. He's got many talents. I'll be safe. He's even going to have me live with him. So, it'll be easier for me to hide abilities I have that I don't want them to see."

That…was probably the best that any of them could hope for, under the circumstances. Itachi just wished that Sasuke had had another choice. "Sasuke…will you promise me something?"

He nods without hesitation. Itachi looked so...desperate. "Of course. Anything."

Itachi turns his hand over and squeezes Sasuke's. "Never forget who and what you are. No matter what they have you do, remember who you are and what you believe in. Don't get lost in their system and disappear like he did."

"I will. I'm not going to lost. After, I had the best teacher imaginable. I had you." Sasuke squeezes Itachi's hand trying to offer some reassurance. His older brother had always been his protector even when Sasuke didn't need him to be. In some ways, this might actually be harder on Itachi than even their parents. "Don't worry so much. I won't be alone and I'll call you at the first sign of trouble. I know you'll come running. Besides, anyone who can dance like Shisui does has to be a great fighter."

"You…danced with Shisui?" Itachi's brow furrows in confusion. Just what had Shisui put into Sasuke drinks to make him so…willing to touch? "Or you watched him dance?"

"Danced with him." Sasuke tries not to gulp. Maybe he should have left that part out, but Itachi was Itachi. He'd get his answers one way or another. It was better to suck it up now. "I think he just wanted to distract me from everything. There were drinks involved and he just pulled me onto the dance floor. So, I went with it."

Itachi just takes a moment to stare in complete and utter surprise at his younger brother. Then, slowly, a smile finds its way onto his lips. "I see, so you fell into the thrall of Shisui's infamous charms. And here I would always try so hard to find you a suitable partner whenever we found a nice bar for the evening. It seems Shisui still has more sway in that department than I do."

"There was no thrall. He just grabbed me and it's different. Shisui is family. Kinda." Sasuke couldn't hide the annoyance in his voice. Itachi was reading too much into it. "He's not some random guy at a bar. I said that I danced with him...not that I fucked him." As soon as the final sentences leaves his mouth, Sasuke knew he was well and truly doomed.

Itachi's eyes gleam wickedly, an almost evil sort of mirth filling their deep, dark depths. "Perhaps not, but I know full well how attractive and charming Shisui is." One only needed eyes and ears for that to become apparent. "The fact that you bring it up means that you've at least considered letting Shisui have his way with you."

"Alright. He's easy on the eyes, but so is most of our family." Sasuke stabs his breakfast a little harder than necessary before taking a bite. A quick swallow follows before he finds words. "And why are you assuming he would top?"

"Because the Shisui I remember was a force of nature. There is simply no denying Shisui when he wants something." And Itachi had witnessed Shisui's pursuits more than most.

"Not that it matters because he only sees me as his 'cute little cousin,' but I would still top." Sasuke knew he was being childish, but he couldn't stop himself. "Force of nature or not."

Sasuke could tell himself that, but Itachi knew better than to believe it. "Whatever you say, Sasuke."

"Don't say it in that tone of voice." Great. Now, he was huffing like a kindergartner. "That's the one you use when you're humoring me."

"Sasuke, no matter how old you get, you will always be my cute, foolish little brother." Itachi points his fork at Sasuke's plate. "Now eat your breakfast before it gets cold I know that you're still hung over."

Sasuke grumbles as he goes back to eating his breakfast. "You're lucky you're a good cook." Whatever. At least he'd told Itachi everything and his brother wasn't protesting. Sasuke wasn't sure what he would have done if Itachi really didn't want him to go.

But inside, Itachi's gentle heart was bleeding. Ten years ago, he'd lost his best friend to these machinations. And now, he stood to lose his little brother as well.

Sasuke checks his suitcase for the third time that day. That seemed to be everything, but he had no idea what he was going to do with Itachi. "I'll text you and visit as often as I can. Remember, I'm going to live with our cousin. I'll be safe. Can you please stop pacing?"

"I'm not pacing." No, Itachi was checking to see if anything needed to be cleaned. His little brother was moving out and everything needed to be neat and tidy. When things were changing, things needed cleaning. That was just how life worked. So Itachi needed to clean.

"Itachi, the house is spotless. There's seriously nothing left to stress clean." Sasuke shakes his head. His brother was at it again. For some reason, Itachi had OCD when it came to cleaning. It was also a coping mechanism for stress. Their house was never anything other than tidy, but it practically sparkled whenever Itachi was freaking out about something.

The professor glares at his impudent, foolish little brother. "I am not stress cleaning." His little brother who was…leaving. Who was going somewhere that Itachi couldn't protect him.

"Right, you're not stress cleaning and I'm really straight." Sasuke snorts. Did Itachi really think that he was that oblivious? "Anyway, Shisui should be here soon. It's going to be okay, Itachi."

Would it? Itachi wasn't so sure about that. Sasuke was his precious little brother, the person that Itachi would kill for just to protect him. In some ways, he'd practically raised Sasuke. "Fine, I am stress cleaning, but only because I worry about this offer you've been made and whether it is truly the best thing for you."

Sasuke sighs and pokes Itachi's forehead. "Itachi, I love you, bu I'm a big boy now. I've made my decision and if something goes wrong, I know who to call."

"Yes, but-" Itachi frowns and turns his head as the doorbell rings. He sidles around Sasuke with a furrowed brow and strides down the hall to the door. But upon turning the handle and opening the door, his eyes widen. "Shi…"

"Hey, 'Tachi." Onyx eyes glimmer softly, warmly as that achingly familiar smile appears on his doorstep once again. "It's nice to see you again."

It was like seeing a ghost. Itachi knew the man before him better than…almost anyone else in his life. And yet it was like a stranger stood on his doorstep. The earrings were new, a hoop and two studs in each ear. So was the tiny, flame-like tattoo underneath his left ear that peeks out from his high collar. He blinks, then steps back to allow the man inside.

Shisui's smile grows sheepish for a half second, then he raises a hand to Itachi's neck and places a kiss on his best friend's cheek. "I missed you."

"…And I, you." It was surreal…Shisui stood in front of him, and yet Itachi couldn't quite bring himself to believe it. It had been so long…it was like a spirit had walked through his dreams.

Sasuke watches the entire exchange, feeling very much like some sort of eavesdropper. He'd never seen his brother react to anyone like that before. It was like Shisui was a freaking unicorn to Itachi or something. "Do you two want some time? I can wait a couple days if you want to hang out. I know it's been awhile."

As much as Shisui would like to take Sasuke up on that offer, he knew better than to indulge in a visit like that. "No, it's best that I don't linger. My presence will draw unwanted attention before long, and I'd rather not subject Itachi to any more scrutiny."

"Alright." He sighs, flicking Itachi's forehead again. "Don't worry so much. I'll be fine. I'll text you as soon as I'm settled in." He looks at Shisui. "Ready when you are."

Itachi's gaze fills with sadness, then empties of it as a cold, hard feeling settles into his stomach like a stone. "Alright. Just make sure that you look after yourselves." His gaze flicks momentarily to Shisui. "Both of you."

"We'll be fine, Itachi. I'll take good care of Sasuke for you." Shisui's lips twitch into a smirk and he winks slyly. "So don't worry about anything, Sweetheart. Your Prince Charming has it covered."

The empty, cold gaze softens a little under Shisui's warmth, but still Itachi exudes anxiety from every pore. "And watch out for Shisui, Sasuke. He's always been an incorrigible flirt."

Sasuke raises an eyebrow. "It's alright, Sweetheart." Did Shisui really just call Itachi that? Apparently he had. Sasuke wouldn't have believed it if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes. "I'll be fine and he's more bark than bite. I mean he's flirting with you." Itachi's asexuality was something that had been written in stone as far as Sasuke could tell. Hopefully, Shisui wasn't actually trying to get Itachi to be his boyfriend or something. Itachi just didn't have an interest in that sort of thing.

"True." Shisui snickers and wraps an arm around Itachi's waist. "But you should have seen it the first time I tried flirting with Itachi. He sputtered so hard that I thought he was going to choke on his shock." Once Shisui had figured out that there wasn't going to be any permanent damage to his best friend, he promptly laughed his ass on and got smacked by an irritable and embarrassed Itachi for it.

"I do not sputter or choke up." Itachi refused to remember such a thing. "I was trying not to laugh because you were being horribly corny."

"Right, keep telling yourself that and maybe one day you'll forget what a Casanova I was." Shisui chuckles amusedly. "Sasuke, don't be like your brother, alright? When I inevitably make you do something you're embarrassed about, ten years from now I want you to laugh about it instead of denying such good comedy material."

"You're both right. Itachi sputters and Shisui is a cheesy flirt." Sasuke didn't really know what to make of it. If he didn't know better, he would have said Shisui was actually Itachi's lover. On the other hand, reality told him that was about as likely as Itachi dying his hair bright pink and joining a punk rock band. "And I'm not like Itachi. You're not going to embarrass me, Mr. Casanova."

Shisui's eyes gleam wickedly and he squeezes Itachi to his side. "Oh, we'll see about that, Sasuke. But if I really can't make you blush, then I'll get down on my knees and you can make me do anything you want."

Sasuke had heard of flirts before, but Shisui was in a category all his own. "I guess it makes sense you're friends with Itachi. You're weird. Why are you bringing BDSM into this conversation?"

"I didn't, you did. But if that's what turns you on, I can work with that." How interesting. Shisui knew that anyone trying to catch Itachi's attention was fighting a losing battle, but Sasuke had veered straight into kink territory. That could be very fun to tease him about in their downtime. "Do you prefer chains or a collar?"

"Bullshit. You're the one who said 'I'll get down on my knees and you can make me do anything you want,' how else could that POSSIBLY be interpreted other than some kinky master-slave shit?" Seriously, it wasn't a gray area. That was innuendo, pure and simple. And now Shisui was trying to act all innocent? That was not going to fly. "It's not really something I do, but you seem to know a lot about collars and chains. Probably a rope bunny or something with the way you're panting after Itachi." He hadn't really thought about it. Sasuke wasn't Itachi. He had a sex drive and he'd had a number of relationships, but none of them had ever lasted long enough for much 'exploring' to go on. That sort of thing took trust damn it.

"Sasuke, Shisui, enough." Itachi knew better than to let this little debate go on any longer. Only just getting started and it had escalated through the ceiling. "Sasuke, there is nothing wrong with exploring bondage. I've been told that it's quite enjoyable if performed properly. And Shisui, don't bait Sasuke right now, no matter how much fun it is. Wait until you're in your own house."

Sasuke rolls his eyes. Itachi was defending the honor of bondage. Something that Sasuke wasn't even questioning. People could do whatever the heck they wanted. It was just Shisui was obviously trying to pull his tail. "I don't care what people do. He's the one going for shock value and then acting all innocent when someone calls him on it."

"And here I was just trying to get to know my grown up little cousin before we're officially on the clock." Shisui pouts and his eyes shine like a sad puppy's. "Is that so wrong?"

"The puppy eyes are impressive, but they won't work on me." Really even he could almost get suckered by them. It took skill to pull off a face like that. Still, Sasuke grabs his suitcase, heading towards the car. "I'll see you later, Itachi."

Sasuke would see him later…Itachi truly hoped so. "Yes, farewell Sasuke."

Shisui glances at his little cousin as he disappears out the front door, then turns to his best friend and take Itachi's hands in his. "I'll look after him, I promise."

Itachi sighs and looks up into those earnest onyx eyes. For all of his flirting, Shisui was one of the most dependable people that Itachi had ever known. And it seemed that hadn't changed in all the time Shisui had been gone. "Thank you. But when he comes home to visit…will you come with him?"

That…was complicated in ways that Shisui wished he could explain. "I'll try. But I can't make any promises. Not if I want to keep you safe from them. Itachi…I will keep you both safe the best ways I know how. For Sasuke, that's to be by my side. For you, that's to stay here and live in peace."

Resigned, but understanding, Itachi nods and wraps his arms around his greatest and oldest friend. "I've missed you, Shisui. And I will miss you and Sasuke for all the time that you're gone."

"I know." Shisui knew how much it ached to be away. But for Itachi's sake, he had no choice. Decisions had consequences, and he would live with them for as long as he had to.

The driver's side door of the sleek blue electric car opens and Shisui slips in beside his passenger. "So, you're sure that you're ready to go, Sasuke?"

"I'm ready. The longer we take the leave the more painful it's going to be for Itachi." He sighs, buckling his seatbelt. Sasuke didn't have it in him to look back. It'd only make things harder. "So let's get going."

Shisui presses two buttons to start the car and pull it away from the curb, then another three to plot their course on the vehicle's interface. With any luck, he wouldn't actually have to take the wheel at all on their way to the airport. As they start to cruise down the hill, Shisui sits back in his sea and sighs. "He really wanted to protect you from this, didn't he?"

"He did. It's fine, though. Itachi has always been a pessimist. Not everything ends in tragedy." Sasuke glances out the window. Shisui's playful mood or whatever the hell that had been back there had shifted into a regal solemness. It was enough to make the hair on the back of Sasuke's neck stand up. "There are plenty of magical users who actually enjoy working for the government. It doesn't have to be some sort of nightmare."

"True, it doesn't have to be a nightmare. If you're lucky, even working in the covert divisions can be enjoyable." Shisui wished that his recruitment and transition had been so easy. "Honest headhunting is probably the gentlest way to be recruited into these units."

"I figured as much. The recruitment aspect is done, though." He turns his attention back to Shisui. On paper, it sounded like his cousin was agreeing. Sasuke just couldn't read how he felt about everything. "I get the feeling you hate your job."

"I don't hate my job. In fact, I actually enjoy my job. It helps me to keep an eye on our people and make sure that the people who are really dangerous don't hurt the one's who aren't." That much was true and Shisui was secure in that. "I just don't like seeing people get forced into doing what I do. Because not everyone is given a choice or a gentle recruitment like you."

Sasuke could read between the lines easily enough. Shisui's recruitment had been anything but easy. "I'm glad you like it, but what happened to you?" Something clearly had. Something bad.

Shisui goes quiet as he figures out the right words he needed so that he could put it…delicately. "When I was nineteen, a letter came for Itachi. It had an official seal on it and it contained much the same proposal that I sent you. Only…I saw what was in it, and they were heavy-handed in how they tried to recruit him. I knew that once they figured out the extent of Itachi's powers, that they would set him up to be a spy and assassin. And I knew that doing work like that would shatter Itachi. He's too gentle for that kind of work."

He couldn't hide his wince. While Shisui was wrong about Sasuke's current situation being his fault, he couldn't argue with his cousin when it came to Itachi. His brother would have been driven to insanity if his livelihood depended in part on killing people. "You're right. It would have. You helped Itachi get out of it?"

"I did, but I never told him." Shisui breathes out a long sigh. "I went to the recruiter in his place, found out every location of Itachi's file, then wiped his memory and sent him on his way. Then I went home and hacked into the database to find Itachi's file, and I destroyed practically everything in it. I managed to bump the assessment of his powers down to barely qualifying for the green list. Then I started messing around with other files to hide my tracks. That's when I got caught. They came for me in the morning and arrested me for espionage and treason. They gave me three choices. Be executed for treason. Restore whatever I'd done and be imprisoned for the rest of my life. Or work for them."

Sasuke blinks. It felt like someone had just slammed a brick into his skull. Shisui had nearly been executed. It was only because their cousin intervened that Itachi wasn't either dead or insane now. "And you obviously chose to work with them. I can see why you wanted to approach me first. They don't seem good at the whole making friends thing."

"No, they're certainly not." Shisui wouldn't wish that sort of encounter on anyone. "But I promise that you'll prefer working for me over any of the other division heads. I'll never ask you to do anything I'm not willing to do. And if there's something that you really can't do, I'll ask one of the others or take the mission myself. Because I'll be honest with you. Sometimes the work we do will seem morally questionable or even insane. But every action we take is what we think will cause the least amount of damage in the long run. We're not in this to be heroes, we're in this to stop the wrong people from running amok before things get worse."

"I'll keep that in mind and despite all that you said you liked the job." Sasuke felt like someone was playing ping pong inside his head. The conflicting messages were all over the place. He suspected that was probably how Shisui felt all the time. "I think I like it better when you're intoxicated. You're less grim then."

Shisui's lips turn up in a wry smirk. "Yeah, so I've been told. I'll be better once I'm back in the office. Despite everything I've said, having the ability to watch over our kind is comforting and getting to outsmart the dumb ones who try to use their powers to hurt people is a rush. It's like one big game of chess." Shisui glances at his cousin and shoots him a genuine smile. "I'm hoping that you'll turn out to be my queen."

"I hope so and that's an optimistic way to look at it." If Sasuke just ignored the implications of what had almost happened to Itachi and Shisui and pretended it was a game of chess, it'd be easier to compartmentalize. He might actually come to enjoy it. Though the last part causes him to roll his eyes. "You mean king."

"No, I mean queen. After all, a piece that can only move one space at a time and is in constant danger of capture wouldn't last long in my line of work." Shisui reaches for the controls and turns off the automatic drive as he puts his hands on the wheel. "And you're more valuable to me than that." He presses a button that retracts the roof over their heads, letting in the wind and midday sun. "Want to see what this baby can do?"

"Alright. The metaphor makes sense with the context, but I'm still not a woman." He watches as the more playful Shisui returns. Well, it maybe his car antics would serve as a useful distraction. "Sure. Let's see what it can do."

Shisui chuckles and puts the car into high gear. "Hold on tight, Sasuke." Because this was going to be fun.