Flick
"Gah! It's no fair why cant I do it!" Sasuke stomps his foot in annoyance and tosses his remaining kunai at the ground. Itachi sighs as he observes his little brother's tantrum from high up in a tree. Sasuke has been out her for hours, tossing Kunai and shuriken at a target painted on a tree, and although his form is perfect, but he still can't seem to get the accuracy he is looking for. Maybe he should take mercy on his little brother and tell him the trick to a perfect throw that they don't teach in the academy?
"Nii-san, I heard you sigh."
Itachi supresses the urge to sigh again as he jumps from his hiding place.
"Now tell me what I'm doing wrong."
This time Itachi does sigh. "I swear Mum taught you the same manners she taught me."
"Nii-san," Sasuke turns his huge black eyes on his brother. "Please help me?"
Kid's gonna be popular with the girls one day, I'll give him that. "You're not doing anything wrong." Itachi ruffles his little brothers hair. "Not by academy standards anyway. Most people have a small quirk though that helps with their throw."
"Huh?"
"It's easier if I show you." Itachi picks up a shuriken. "There is nothing wrong with the way the academy taught you, but it's just a base for you to work with. You need to add you're own quirk to make it work better for you. For example, I tend to flick my wrist harder at the end of my throw that you get taught." Itachi releases the shuriken and it flies straight into the centre of the target. "Your turn." He passes his brother a shuriken.
Sasuke scrunches up his face in concentration as he stares down the target before releasing his shuriken. A dull thud echoes as it embeds itself in the third innermost ring on the target His best shot all night.
"ALRIGHT! Let's do that again!"
"No. Mum sent me out her to bring you back. It's past your bedtime, Sasuke."
Sorry for no update yesterday. Something awful happened yesterday and the only thing I could think to write was horrible and melancholy, and way to full of dark emotion to he posted as just a drabble. I may flesh it out into a full length one-shot though if I feel the inclination, though at the moment I am content to leave it sitting in the back of my notebook. Again, sorry!