[ Closed, April 4th]

[uchihasavior]

 Who: Iruka and Itachi
Where: Their shared home
When: Day of April 4th
What: Busy schedules loosen up to allow the pair a short time together. 

It was still a little surreal, for this to be his home. Sure, he'd spent plenty of time in here, enough to feel at ease, but something about this being his permanent abode (lest the pair opt to move) hadn't quite completely settled just yet. It was a good feeling, though. They'd both predictably been busy, but now Itachi had some rare time off, landing face first into the sheets, opting for a short nap.

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[uchihasavior]

How long before it left him, though. The shinobi work was sure to catch up, eventually ridding him of his grip, and steadiness, and possibly many more things.

But he doesn't mind being watched, not by Iruka, at least.

"I'll have to get new books soon." he mentions, as it seems Iruka's not finished with his own meal yet.

[senseiofthesea]

"I'll be sure to pick some up then." He flashed him an amused look, then shook his head, finally turning his attention properly back to his food. "Have you really gone through all of mine already?"

[uchihasavior]

"I did read quite a bit when I was sick." And take some on missions when he had to pass time and could open a book and pay attention to it. His reading material might have to change, though.

[senseiofthesea]

"And I brought you books from your Mother's during that as well." His tone was a touch dry.

[uchihasavior]

Ah, was he in trouble...? "You did." Comes the response, perhaps a bit careful.

[senseiofthesea]

"We can go to the bookstore together Itachi." It was a murmur, amused as he caught the look on his face. He looked so much like a guilty student in that moment it was all he could do not to laugh.

[uchihasavior]

"I'd like that." He can't guarantee he won't try to leave without the whole store in tow, though.

[senseiofthesea]

He reached over, ruffling up his hair. "Good. We'll do that soon."

[uchihasavior]

There's a half hearted, joking glare for that. Now it's all mussed up and in his face.