[Closed] This handbasket is a little more hellish than anticipated.

[thebestuchiha]

Where: Konoha with a detour out of town.
When: January 4th, ridiculous early in the morning to late evening.
Notes: Sasuke had a simple mission. Then he went and complicated it all to hell on his way home. Time to fix it.

Obito hadn't actually made it all the way to the office yet when Sasuke tracked him down. Or ran into him, he still wasn't entirely clear if it had been intentional. Still, it was obvious something was up and since his place was closer, and the teen looked rather on edge, he decided to just drag him right back to his apartment, sitting him down on his couch as he took the chair across from him.

"Alright, what's got you spooked?" He paused a beat. "Is it something I need to activate a privacy seal for?"

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[thebestuchiha]

He examined him thoughtfully, then nodded once. "That looks about like you." He gave him a small, sad little smile. "You may take after your mother in looks but you've definitely got your dad in there too. Just don't get too serious, okay?"

[not_thedragon]

It wasn't the first time he'd heard that he looked more like his mother than his father -- oddly, nobody ever accused Itachi of the same, even with his decidedly girlish eyelashes -- but the memory of other times jarred strangely against the reality of the moment. It was easier to focus on the minutiae; too serious wasn't generally something relatives other than Obito leveraged at him, but he carefully relaxed his mouth a fraction.

"I'll find believable excuses to stay away from those who know me until I've --" Gotten over it? Stopped acting like a genin on his first kill? "Gotten myself under control."

[thebestuchiha]

He looked at him for a long moment, then reached out and put his hand on his head. "Just... you're not alone. I'm here for you through this whole thing, no matter what. Take the time you need, but don't think I won't come after you if it's too long, alright? If nothing else I'm sure your mom'll take notice sooner or later if you avoid her."

He had his head tilted to look into his face while he spoke. "Let's go, mm? Bird time."