AN:6
Another short chapter, but I updated yeah? Are you proud of me? *wags tail* You are right??
*Bark/
Itsuki looked down at the busy street below. His expression carefully blank as he watched the Inuzuka children make a ruckus. They looked like they were happy. That surprised Itsuki, especially because it was so early.Who was happy on a monday? Who was happy before noon? "I hate mondays.." He mumbled before he turned to look at where his teammate should be. The girl was not here yet and Itachi didn't seem inclined to talk much. He sighed, "...and mornings. I hate mornings too."
Itachi didn't blink at his complaining he just stood there, waiting for their late team member and teacher. "You say that everyday Itsuki."
Itsuki waved a hand around. "Yeah yeah, that don't make it any less true."
He went back to people watching and started counting how many people wore those tacky wigs that had become so popular. It has been three minutes and the count has risen to thirteen. Itsuki would never understand fashion. Or why wigs were used by so many in the civilian population. Just getting their hair dyed seemed like so much less hassle. Or better yet, learn the Henge. That is a thousand time easier.
Their female teammate wasn't really any different. He has seen her around the village before, and each time she was talking loudly about how different colors should not be worn by so-and-so because of X, Y and Z. Itsuki hasn't talked to her once yet, and he already knew she was going to be such a headache. Her not being at their meeting point yet was just another strike against her in Itsuki's book. He really hated when people were late.
It was at that point where he was grumbling about it. Lateness was never excusable!
Itachi sighed before turning away, already done with his teammate's bad attitude. He would get better after 10, but he was close to insufferable now. "Did Sensei say when we're to meet?
Itsuki shook his head and fiddled with a simple fire jutsu that lit a finger on fire. "I expect before noon. If only because that is when we need to be at the mission office." He passed the flame from one hand to the other, keeping an eye on the surrounding rooftops.
The two boys let out another sigh as they waited longer.
It was actually kind of surprising they were both there anyhow. If sensei didn't give them a time, they really could have come later. Yet Itachi and Itsuki were both here, at the crack of dawn, they even arrived at the same time. Maybe they were overachievers? Did they both just want to get out of the house? Was his father also overbearing? Who was to say?
Itachi and Itsuki have been on a team long enough to know that the other would never answer such a question.
They didn't seem to different now that Itsuki thought about it...
Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, Itsuki focused on his flame again. He refused to follow up that previous line of thinking. Itachi worked far too hard at everything for Itsuki to think they were alike in anyway. Leaning back, Itsuki played with his fire jutsu, letting them fall into an easy silence.
Not like he wanted conversation right now anyways.
He sighed, there hadto be something to combat this dull monotonous life he lived. Itsuki just didn't know what yet.
*Bark/
AN: 7
I am sorry Itsuki's chapter was so short, but he is very reluctant to do things so...Ano...