Author: Langrey Kea.
Fandom: Naruto .
Claim: Namikaze Minato / Uchiha Itachi.
Table: Symbolic .
Topic: # 14, 15.
Title: Scarf, Liberty.
Summary: Well, basically all are stories of Minato and Itachi and how one or another way the decisions they made throughout their lives, taken to be what they are now.
Warnings: cloying. Sweetish. Sometimes absurd attempts at drama. Inconsistencies. Yaoi. Alternate Universe.
Notes: * w * My first table, yay!
14. Scarf.
A huge smile flitted across his lips. Forth his hand and picked the pale cheek with his forefinger.
"It's cold. "He said. "You should go. "Returned his gaze to the empty street.
"I'll company a little longer. "He said.
"Not necessary, but thank you. -Finally granted.
A few minutes passed, they were not sure how many they were, they were not fully aware of time passing.
"It's snowing. -Itachi, the youngest of them, turned her head to the blond man who looked happy the way the white substance began to form small mounds.
- Do you still like the snow, a professor Namikaze? "His face, serious regularly changed for brief moments a tiny smile that the other did not notice. Namikaze had opened his mouth to let a little snowflake fell on her warm tongue. So was Itachi tilted his face and smiled.
"As long as you dango, Itachi.
"But it's cold ... and wet your clothing. Smiled-Namikaze pulled the scarf that was coupled with his neck. With a calmness that almost cry, Itachi, the blond man went garment Itachi's neck and tied in front.
The scent of the lotion used the drunk man's nose ... well, still retained a little of the warmth of the body another.
-Minato ... "Ventured the dark, leaving the name of his secret love is slipping out of his mouth like water through fingers.
"Do not say anything ..." whispered the more, bringing his face close to Itachi to give a little kiss, barely a touch. "Tomorrow we will think about it.
15. Freedom.
Itachi looked forward, the traps were arranged deceptively. He had asked his cousin Shisui (a bit bigger than him), to help him put them, because if he knew how they worked and when it was all that action, it would almost like cheating.
He began the sequence, under the watchful eye of his teacher. Jumped as high as he could. He threw small blades to disable those that were about him, he turns in the air, cut the threads of some of the most dangerous traps. Supported their feet in the trunk of a tree to catch a little extra boost, and finally fell again on the point he had started.
not breathing so hectic, but I felt like the blood running through his veins quickly.
"I strive for. "Was the comment of the man who approached a young side.
Itachi turned his face to look, showing a couple of drops of sweat dripped from his forehead.
"The training is necessary. "He growled.
"Yes, but you should take some time for yourself. "She smiled, placing a hand on her dark hair, accommodating those who had released from the queue.
- Why it invites me to eat dango? "The man nodded and slid his hand to shoulder Itachi thin, giving it a gentle squeeze.
-Plus, you're very thin, not knowing that if you do, you would not feed properly. -Itachi snorted.
"I should not care about something as trivial as my food. "The man shook him a bit.
"I'm your teacher, I worry about what you dream up. "Itachi blushed instantly. I did not want you to know I was dreaming.
- Spy my dreams? -Itachi's dark eyes bored into him.
"I'm strong. "He conceded. "But I do not have that ability. -Itachi felt his heart throb volvíaa normally.
- then what do you mean? -Narrowed his eyelids to look at it.
"In dreams we are free to be as we want. If I ever crave. We show our deepest desires and brings fond memories. -A warmth was established in Itachi's chest and almost smiled. "It's my duty to care.
"I take care of their own time, Minato-sensei. Replied, with a sudden attack of value.