Playdough
AN: I slept for 11 hours. Go me.
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Dango
Another week passed by and Kagome detached herself from the Hatake's hip, much to his chagrin and the Uchiha's relief.
Itachi and the young girl now walked hand in hand through the Konoha market. Some people still stared or whispered, but most had grown accustomed to it.
They stopped at a small restaurant known for its sweets. Itachi paid, and the man gave them four sticks with three soft spheres on each.
Dango. The only sweet Itachi could eat, and his addiction.
While Kagome ate hers quickly and happily, Itachi took his time to eat his own.
When she finished hers, he was halfway through his second.
"Ano...Tachi?" the small girl gave him a pout and he watched her eyes move to his half eaten dango.
He shrugged, handing her the stick, smiling at the giggle that left her.
When she finished she grinned at him.
"Hey Tachi, guess what?"
"Hm?"
"We just shared an indirect kiss!"
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It took all of Itachi Uchiha's will to not faint where he stood.
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