Sasuke waved a hand dismissively, trying not to look as embarrassed as he felt about the amount he'd wound up bidding against Shisui.
"It wasn't like I was going to let some random stranger buy you," he muttered, settling by the basket and peering at the contents. "After that it was our cousin's fault."
Really, our cousin could have applied to either Obito (whose fault the entire auction was) or Shisui. Sasuke punctuated his sentence with a noise that indicated that his respect for both men had suffered greatly as a result of the auction, but perked up as soon as he realized that Itachi had brought some of his favourite foods.
"I figured we'd meet however the auction rules dictate, then you can do whatever you need to do," he added, absently now that he was sorting through the basket to pluck out a fresh omusubi. "I know you're busy, what with the exam coming up and everything else."
Everything else was the only echo Sasuke allowed of what he'd said to Shisui at the auction -- that Itachi barely spent time at home as it was, for all that he might nominally live there. His brother was busy; the strongest shinobi in the village always had the most tasks, and Sasuke was more proud of that fact than resentful when it came down to it. So he reminded himself, anyway, as he took a bite and looked back up at Itachi.
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"It wasn't like I was going to let some random stranger buy you," he muttered, settling by the basket and peering at the contents. "After that it was our cousin's fault."
Really, our cousin could have applied to either Obito (whose fault the entire auction was) or Shisui. Sasuke punctuated his sentence with a noise that indicated that his respect for both men had suffered greatly as a result of the auction, but perked up as soon as he realized that Itachi had brought some of his favourite foods.
"I figured we'd meet however the auction rules dictate, then you can do whatever you need to do," he added, absently now that he was sorting through the basket to pluck out a fresh omusubi. "I know you're busy, what with the exam coming up and everything else."
Everything else was the only echo Sasuke allowed of what he'd said to Shisui at the auction -- that Itachi barely spent time at home as it was, for all that he might nominally live there. His brother was busy; the strongest shinobi in the village always had the most tasks, and Sasuke was more proud of that fact than resentful when it came down to it. So he reminded himself, anyway, as he took a bite and looked back up at Itachi.