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Pretty Lights?
Sasuke really, really wanted to see the lights. He heard about how autumn was coming and how pretty it would be. After dinner, which he had eaten very slowly, he sat outside on the porch to wait for these lights to come out.
Somewhat uncharacteristically for him, but a trait that may be believed shared for the Uchiha since it happened so often... he fell asleep. He had taken a blanket, perhaps feeling too warm, too comfortable, and not all that good. He still did want to see those lights... He was definitely feeling all too nice and warm right here.
Somewhat uncharacteristically for him, but a trait that may be believed shared for the Uchiha since it happened so often... he fell asleep. He had taken a blanket, perhaps feeling too warm, too comfortable, and not all that good. He still did want to see those lights... He was definitely feeling all too nice and warm right here.
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"Hey there..." He smiled.
He was rather stunned when Sasuke didn't respond, so he put a hand on his shoulder.
"Sasuke?" He nudged him a little. "This isn't... any place for you to be sleeping..."
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He moved, or perhaps more just slumped against him, unable to actually get anything to respond like he wanted. He was visibly not doing so well.
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"...Sasuke?"
He brushed the boy's bangs aside, feeling his forehead.
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"...wanna see... the pretty lights..." he managed, even though he looked hardly in any state to enjoy much of anything.
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He motioned for him to wait, that he would be back soon. And then, Itachi disappeared back into the house.
He returned with a mask over his mouth and nose. Given the fragile state of his immune system, he couldn't afford to catch anything his brother might have. But he brought more than just that - a cool washcloth to rest on his forehead, a small cup of tea for him to drink and of course, lots of love.
"Come on... can you sit up for me?" he nudged him as he sat down again. "You can sit in my lap... if you like..."
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Maybe because somehow, it really -was- comfortable. The tea also had such a nice smell.
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"Just keep the cloth... on your forehead... I'll wake you for the lights. But after you've seen them... You need to get back in bed. And rest, so you can get better."
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When Itachi tried to wake him, however, he was sleeping soundly.
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"Outoto... Look up. It's like the colored fire, but in the sky. You need to wake up... for me..."
Not only that, but he would need to get his brother inside, in bed, and Itachi wasn't strong enough to actually carry him there. (A shadow clone just might be in order...)
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Still, he did move to her to hug her, where she most likely would find out his forehead was burning.
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"...and you smell like flowers from really close." at least he didn't have a cold since he could still smell fine.
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And it's tomorrow! (wow, time flies!)
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"You must be... feeling better..." he smiled, slowly pushing himself up. He was still tired. "Give me a few minutes to... get dressed, hook this up..."
He was referring to the portable oxygen container. He probably should be using it more often, perhaps even when sleeping. It might mean the difference between waking up tired and waking up refreshed. But for now, he just didn't want that supply to run out. He'd managed to get several small tanks from a local clinic (thanks in no small part to a little Sasuke's big puppy-dog eyes), but each one could only support a few solid hours of continuous use before it needed to be refilled.
"What did you make... for breakfast?"
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He was always slow and stiff in the mornings now, but he tried his best to hurry getting ready. He had been looking forward to spending more time with Sasuke and his team. And obviously, so was Sasuke!
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Once everything was neatly packed, he rushed back to his brother's room. "There's a nice sun out today, and just enough clouds so it won't be too hot!"
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He glanced at the wheelchair, considering bringing it with him, but eventually decided that the oxygen would be enough. He'd been able to walk a fairly good distance without it once he was properly able to catch his breath. And surely, the other kids would be meeting them somewhere on this side of the village.
"I can't wait to see... what you guys have done... at the Academy."
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