What was this? What ever was this feeling welling within him?
Tajima was unable to place it, because he had never felt it before. Fear was something unknown to this day, and to feel it crawl under his skin and shift and jumble his mind was a state he had never been into. Regardless, he was the leader. His law was absolute, and the clan's safety and continued existence was his duty.
Now, this man here may be weak and appear amazingly pathetic on one end, but on the other? "What... is..." he was unable to even finish his sentence, gazing into the other's eyes. Fingers slowly released their grip on the cloth. He wanted to look away, but could not.
Itachi was at quite the advantage here, because history had yet to be written.
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What ever was this feeling welling within him?
Tajima was unable to place it, because he had never felt it before. Fear was something unknown to this day, and to feel it crawl under his skin and shift and jumble his mind was a state he had never been into.
Regardless, he was the leader. His law was absolute, and the clan's safety and continued existence was his duty.
Now, this man here may be weak and appear amazingly pathetic on one end, but on the other?
"What... is..." he was unable to even finish his sentence, gazing into the other's eyes. Fingers slowly released their grip on the cloth. He wanted to look away, but could not.
Itachi was at quite the advantage here, because history had yet to be written.