[Open] Bittybody?

[one_without_wings]

"Aaah! Get back here!" he'd let some concentration slip, and the paper had been blown off by the wind. He groaned as it flew far, far off, and pouted. He'd done good holding it for the best part of two hours, too!

He blinked then, eyes widening. There -was- a paper nearby! Not his paper, but any clean one was good, and this one was laying on the grass, all really bright and yellow! It demanded to be picked up, and Sasuke did!

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[guiltoftruth]

She didn't say anything in response to it, keeping her eyes closed as she just... let him hold her. What else could she do or say? They were similar, but... He was so much stronger... How could he even care someone like her?

Her shoulders slumped as that bled into another thought, backtracking to Sakumo's words but... It wasn't worth bringing up. She'd just have to get stronger, like she always had, somehow...

[openedthebasket]

He wished he could say more, do more, but his own uncertainty held him back. If he were only using her as an escape... she deserved better than that, more than he could give her right now. Even still, she was too soft and warm against him to make him want to let go, too fragile to release so easily. Her physical strength was hardly in question, but her emotional one was... too much like him, as a child.

"I intended to do some errands for your mother today," he murmured quietly without letting her go. "If you would care to accompany me, it would be my honor."

[guiltoftruth]

"... All right," The answer was quiet as she nodded, though it seemed like she was in no hurry whatsoever to move away from him.

[openedthebasket]

"Thank you." His voice stayed quiet as he simply held her, not willing to let go until she moved away herself. If his words meant nothing, he could at least give her this much.

[guiltoftruth]

She... Really didn't want to go. The grip was comfortable, even with her uncertainties... She probably wouldn't move unless she had to, then. Maybe it was helping, she didn't know.

[openedthebasket]

In spite of himself, as much as he knew he shouldn't, his fingers started to gently brush through her hair, as always mildly surprised at just how soft it really was. Sasuke didn't deserve his uncertainty, to act as a replacement... and then, neither did Ino.

A quiet exhale. "Forgive me," he murmured again, grip tightening furhter before he finally started to loosen his grip, intending to move back.

[guiltoftruth]

"... Why do you want me to forgive you?"

[openedthebasket]

His hands dropped to her collar, making sure her shirt was closed properly as a more familiar gesture and letting his hands linger there. A moment, then he just shook his head, unable to articulate just what he wanted to say. "Later," he murmured, glancing up to meet her eyes.

[guiltoftruth]

She frowned at him suspiciously then, but she didn't pres it any further as she just nodded and made to follow him out. They still had errands to run...