Sushi and curry... sushi with a side of curry... sushi with curry underneath... curry with sushi sprinkled on top... the possibilities are endless but the possibilities that sound good too? Absolutely none. But I smile nonetheless and watched Itachi eat as he does everything, delicately and with a sense of superiority as if there is no way this food could ever top him! I mean, he totally defeated his entire family at chess and his brother hates him so there is no way a mere combination of sushi and curry could ever destroy him!
There is something seriously wrong with Itachi, but I didn't bother to complain and continued to eat my nonspicy curry while he ate his extra hot. "So... if I live here then does that mean that I can keep the cool room with pink walls and black roses?" I asked with a musing look knowing that this might just up his points a little bit if he says yes. God knows I'm a sucker for a decent room. He just stared at me for a moment before shaking his head. "Why not?" I demanded with a growl but he just looked down at his food as if it holds all the answers to the universe, really, I never expected him want knowledge from a dish of food. Maybe I should call the men in white coats the next time I get a chance.
"You'll be in my room." He explained as though it were as simple as that. Oh yes, the whole deal about choosing one of these insane freaks to spend the rest of my life with. At the moment the whole week thing sounds spectacular and I'm really enjoying it. But I'm going to have to choose and I'm running out of Akatsuki members anyway so I should really take my preferences quite seriously.
Taking a deep breathe I smiled widely then shook my head. "No. Way. In. Hell." The words were simply phrased but very bold and sweet. Itachi merely shrugged. Apparently my rejection is of no real consequence to him.
"Sushi and curry do not go together." He informed me as if I didn't already know this. I merely nodded and attempted to stab at the curry in front of me. Really, this is shit. I shouldn't have bothered to do this. Not in the slightest. I've had better ideas when I was high. But of course... I'm an innocent young girl~! There is no real getting high for innocent young girls.
"No... they really don't." I agreed with a sigh and began to run my fingers through my hair, not bothering to really spend much time thinking about such frivilous things... so basically I'm ignoring the last five minutes. Glancing over at him past my pink strands of hair, I noticed the lines on his face. Usually men as young as him only have lines whenever they've been through a great deal. Surely he hasn't done much, has he? Why the hell has he even bothered to be a part of the Akatsuki if it only causes him pain? But maybe... this is more because Sasuke hates him.
It was a split second decision, I really didn't mean much by doing it, but as I continued to stare at him, my hand got a life of it's own and placed itself over his. Itachi's large thin pale hands which are dry and cracked. Really... he's getting old far too quickly. His dark eyes seemed to flash red but in a matter of seconds they were warm, much warmer than anything I've seen from him before. "Salso might make it taste better." I said gently causing his eyes to widen before he chuckled.
That's right! I made THE Itachi Uchiha chuckle and I am fucking proud of that accomplishment thank you very much!
When it was time for me to go to bed, I was a bit shocked with how dark a pink room can get and how terrifying black flowers really are in the darkness. But... I didn't close my eyes tightly and imagine being on a beach somewhere. Instead I just smiled softly and hummed a lullaby about circling a child and cutting off her head then dancing around the ring making a circle of dripping blood.
Huh...
I fully blame that imagery on Tobi.
The next day I woke up hours after Itachi. I only know this because there were dishes from breakfast and he's currently eating lunch. If there's one thing about the Uchiha family that everyone should know... they make up a time for breakfast, lunch, and dinner and then they stick to it with everything they've got. Nothing will change their minds and they will only eat whenever it comes to those times. Currently he seems to be channel surfing, sitting on his comfortable elegant couch with a look of pure boredom on his features. Most people probably wouldn't see it but his face is relaxed with no effort whatsoever being put into his appearance. For the first time since I've seen him... he appears to be unguarded. It's a bit strange for a man to be unguarded around me.
Naruto and Sasuke know much better of course thanks to too many make-up incidents and sharpee moments, but... but now Itachi has fallen asleep. I walked over to him and brushed a strand of long black hair behind his ear, utterly amazed at how young he looks... he could pass for my age. But of course he's older, much older. Most of these Akatsuki boys are older than me by quite a few years but none of them act as much like it as he does. They all seem to know what they want and how to get it but he gives off the air that he's accepted that he may or may not get what he wants but he'll continue to look sophisticated and haughtier until everyone has long since died and found out that he's an immortal alien come to take our souls. Yeah. Something like that.
I curled up on the couch with him, having a bowl of leftover curry and sushi on my knees as I skimmed through the channels on television. If I was feeling particularly cruel then I'd stop on Disney channel but... I'm not. So instead I went to Interview With A Vampire and began watching that... while trying not to make too many comparisons.
By the time he woke up it was late... around six at night. He must not be sleeping much lately for him to have curled up on the couch like that and slept for so long. But he murmurs in his sleep. It's not legibal otherwise I would have some real blackmail material but for the most part it's sort of cute.
Well... when he woke up he dragged me outside to fight him. Apparently after being so unguarded for a while he decided that he should make up for that by teaching me how to defend myself and also by showing how powerful he is... needless to say, the rest of the week wasn't that fun. But it was all worth it. In fact... I'm really happy I came. If only for that one moment with him curled up on the couch resting. I doubt many people have seen him that vulnerable before.