"I could make it a day if I had to!" the boy snapped. The only important thing was that his little brother was safe. "This thing hasn't hit anything vital, see? I can still move my fingers down there."

As they walked and the other's provenance was revealed, he frowned. "So you came from... somewhere not the settlement?" he was starting to need to fight against pain, even if the weapon was kept from moving too much. "You better hope Father remembers you, or that you've got a really really convincing story for him. An Uchiha from the outside, with a sharingan? Try and live more than five seconds..." Tajima Uchiha was a ruthless leader... and this one Itachi... hardly seemed strong in anything but the mind. Even a strategist, however, needed to be able to fight.