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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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Of course, at the time, there was no choice. Fugaku and the Hokage had both pushed him into the Black Ops for entirely different reasons. His destiny was written in stone, much like the secrets on the Uchiha monument.
"I'll come practice with you. When you're feeling better."
No hesitation there. Just desire.
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That was a much more likely result.
And in the back of his mind, Itachi wondered if supplemental oxygen could help his fire jutsu as much as it did his exhaustion.
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