Playdough
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Train
"Maa – training is boring!"
Itachi looked up from his kunai, setting the cloth he was using to clean them down. Looking over to the target he had set up on the tree, he turned exasperated eyes to the fuming girl.
She had hit everywhere but the target.
He gracefully stood, walking over to her in quick stride. "Do it again," he murmured, activating his sharingan.
She hopped to her feet, taking out one of her shuriken.
Falling into the stance she was taught at the academy, she aimed, throwing out her hand, only for the shuriken to land an inch under the target.
"Gah!"
The corner of Itachi's lips moved up in to a smirk.
"Copy my stance." he fell into his own stance, Kagome following. He nodded, moving her legs farther apart and her arms straighter.
"Now when you throw it, you'll want to flick your wrist."
The five year old breathed deep in, her baby blues narrowing. Following his instructions, she drew her arm in before throwing it out, making sure to flick her wrist.
Thud!
Kagome blinked before a wide grin bloomed on her face. She jumped into the surprised Uchiha's arms, making him fall back. "Thanks 'Tachi!"
The twelve year old numbly nodded, stock still as she snuggled up on his chest.
Kami's have mercy on him.
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