[Closed] Enough cousin

[thebestuchiha]

Where: Konoha
When: May 30th
Notes: Obito finally decides to give this another try, hunting down Shisui.

He'd noticed the way Shisui was on edge at the auction. Just because he'd bowed quickly out of the bidding, after all, didn't mean he hadn't been alert to how his shinobi had been taking those bidding on them. Still, him being that on edge? Not so good, and he'd kept out of it, knowing that he wouldn't be able to help the situation if he waded in. He'd never been... as close to Shisui as the younger cousins.

Hazards of being near his age when he wasn't measuring up.

Still, that didn't mean he didn't care. On the contrary, he probably cared more than he should, but that was fine too, and he finally caught up to Shisui when the man was outside and not obviously training. It was evening. "So. Shisui."

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[shunshinoshishi]

"I'll have you know that we did carry out sessions in secret. Because it was nobody's fucking business to know." They had their own private little place where they did things together, Itachi and him.

"And no, it doesn't change a fucking thing! There is no fixed schedule to this so-called 'training'. You're making it sound so very official when it really isn't. And what if somebody found out? What if somebody found out?! What are they going to do about it? Nothing! If an enemy found out, they'll be running back to the hole where they came from because she is exceptionally talented and they ought to be running. It's a little thing that's as normal as a brother teaching his little sister; you're the one turning this into a big-ass deal!" Shisui's eyes were crimson as well, though none of his were holding back tears. He could punch him in the face for beginning to cry, too, because -- and he'd never say it out loud -- it was tugging on his heartstrings and he hated it.

"And stop fucking assuming that I assumed shit about you!" Okay, he was about ready to stand on that rooftop, fists clenched in his lap as it were. "Sorry that I didn't want to share; sorry you took it personally; sorry this sorry that. Fuck you! You get this right! I never assumed you were too good for me. And it's your goddamned fault you made it look like I had done something wrong to you."

He was beyond frustrated that he wasn't getting through to the damn Hokage. "I apologize for not telling you certain details about the mission, and I swear to you that it won't happen again. In that matter I take full responsibility and your admonishment is warranted. Hell, I was expecting a punishment; and I'd gladly take that too. But I still stand by the fact that training with Sakura is none of your damn business. Don't assume I'm an idiot on top of all the other assumptions you have going on for me. I've done this before and I know what I'm doing. The Hokage doesn't need to know every fucking thing his shinobi do, especially if it's in no way harmful to the village they serve. A Hokage ought to know his shinobi well enough to trust that they wouldn't be doing something like plotting to bring the village down. And you, as Hokage, only have a pile of assumptions to describe me. I'm not surprised that you would even choose to react so."

He only paused to breathe, carrying on soon after he'd sucked in that next breath: "And for the record, I've always cared about you, even if I don't seem to outwardly show it." Shisui stood, stepping away from the edge of the roof so there wasn't any room for accidents-- like a loose tile. "If I didn't, I wouldn't have been the only one in our fucking clan demanding that somebody go back to fetch you."

When you fell. Under that goddamned rock.

You idiot.

I would never let you down.

[thebestuchiha]

His head whipped around at the last words, breath sucking in with pure shock that drove everything else he'd been about to say right out of his head. He'd fully intended to point out where Shisui was failing to hear him, but that died out before it could ever reach his lips.

Instead his eyes were a little wide, and his shock kept him from scrubbing at the tears as he raked his memories trying to remember if he'd ever been told this. He didn't remember being told this. Had it been while he'd been unconscious those first few months home? At all?

His voice was quavery, confused. "You what?"

[shunshinoshishi]

No, nobody would have told him. Nobody bothered to. Because in the end, it wasn't anybody from the clan that had gone back to retrieve him. Shisui had kept things to himself. Because why would Obito want to believe it anyway?

For family. He'd raised his voice that day for family. Because Obito had been one of them, was one of them, was a citizen of Konoha. Even if he'd been dead, they needed to bring back his body. They needed to give him a funeral befitting a shinobi. They needed to remember him.

Nobody gave a rat's ass about a twelve year old speaking their mind that day.

Shisui sighs at the question, though. "Nothing." And looks away, down towards a few other rooftops further below. He couldn't bring himself to look at Obito; why did he have to cry?! And he adds, mumbling: "Sorry about not telling you about Sakura anyway. But if it helps." He paused here. "She's fantastic. She could be the next Toka Senju."

Here's hoping that was a bit of good news.

[thebestuchiha]

He just... watched him, unable to think of any words for a few beats before finally scrubbing at his face and taking in a quavering breath with a shaky laugh. "She's a chunin. Your enemies would be another level." It was very softly said, and he sniffled, not looking away.

"Now the other part. It's not nothing."

[shunshinoshishi]

"She maybe Chuunin, but she might have enough as it is if she ever wanted to step up to Jounin." Shisui, meanwhile, was having a hard time looking at him. He glanced at Obito, then back at the tree growing close to the building they were standing on. Thank goodness it was a fancy restaurant and not a residential location or they would have had to deal with angry residents.

He sighs, shoulders drooping just a bit. "See, this is what I was talking about. Why can't we just leave things at that and move on?" But-- "...What about it."

[thebestuchiha]

His full focus swings to the topic that was rattling him. And damn if his earlier frustration wasn't easing into another wholly tear inappropriate mess of emotions. He swiped at his face again, taking a shaky breath and just... staring.

Yep, still with the quaver. "You wanted to get me?"

[shunshinoshishi]

Sighing. So much sighing. It's the only way he can excuse himself from having to look at Obito, lowering his gaze instead and biting on his lower lip. Don't cry, damnit!

"Yeah, so? You were family. You were a citizen of Konoha. I didn't see why you should have been left behind. Even if you were dead..." His words grew quiet then. "We don't desert our comrades."

[thebestuchiha]

"Because I know no one else did anything." It was a soft, quiet statement, and he took another careful breath, using both hands to scrub at his face as he looked away.

wow Shisui, smooth. Treating the Hokage after all that drama

[shunshinoshishi]

"Hey. Stop that. You'll peel your face right off with all the salt." He crosses his arms then, glancing up at Obito once more. Still scrubbing his face, wow.

"Mm. The clan always seems to be having stupid priorities at the worst of times." Shisui contemplates taking a step closer, but instead choosing to sit down again, swinging his legs over the edge of the roof and quietly watching people stroll past down on the street below. The soft glow of the evening lights added an odd sort of serenity to the scene.

He was quiet a long moment.

"I'm glad they found you alive, though. I'm glad somebody went looking for you. Or we wouldn't be having this conversation and pissing off all the restaurant's customers. Did you want to grab a bite as compensation for the cussing out on top of a family restaurant?"

[thebestuchiha]

He lowered his hands, eyes finally dryish and both dark. At least he managed to mostly get a grip on himself. He was still a bit off keel, of course, reeling inwardly, but he was getting a handle on it. "I- Okay."

[shunshinoshishi]

Shisui huffed, still a little awkward about things. It didn't feel entirely resolved. He reached for the other, and instead of patting the man on the back or shoulder, punched him lightly in the arm. "I'll come talk to you about things in the future." Grudgingly said. Shisui could be stubborn-- for all of 48 hours, but then come around completely after that.

"Let's go."

This time, he smiled. A genuine one.

[thebestuchiha]

"That would be good." It was a murmur, and he returned the smile with one of his own that was a lot smaller and shyer than he usually gave before he pushed up to his feet, glancing away.

"Shall we?"

[shunshinoshishi]

Unfortunately, that bitty shy smile reminded him of Hinata, and Shisui's blushing somewhat. Here's hoping it wasn't too visible now that it was evening! There was something he didn't want to talk about with anyone because that was, frankly, ridiculously embarrassing.

"Yes, yes. Let's go--" Hurrying the other off with a nudge.

He'll be jumping off that roof in a second now.

[thebestuchiha]

He was quick to catch his footing, then hopped down before Shisui got it into his head to help, and he glanced up. He was curious, and disoriented, but... felt better.