dear_mun | voice test

figured that much, but it's so strange when people who are younger go and get taller than you...

[It must be even worse for Itachi, since this is Sasuke. Shisui blinks, then he grins, excited. He knows he got a smile from Itachi. Knows it.]

Aaaaw, you're little!

[Almost the proper age, and just the right size for physically manhandling when too smart for his own good.]

It makes things interesting.

[Which was an understatement, actually. He's not sure how to manage him, and it's odd-- not being able to train with him like they used to, and knowing what's happened since back then.

Stop grinning, Shisui.]

It's really been that long spending time with a me that's older for you?

[Because really, Shisui-- the you he knows will never know him to be older than 13.]

Hopefully you can still make him behave. Just because he's older, doesn't mean he's any smarter than you.

[Shisui nods solemnly, because baby brothers and cousins will always be such and should always be treated as such.]

Well, it was a while, and you...well, you know how it is with Sasuke. You were twenty-one. And kind of...uh...dead. And you--he tried to be pretty mean at the beginning. It took a lot of work to make him stop being stupid.

[Shisui sighs.]

Thirteen is a more manageable age than twenty-one.

He's quite calm.

[Which is no small miracle he knows. He doesn't need to hear what Shisui's saying. Dead at 21. He knew that, and he knew the rest too.]

Sasuke has been nothing but a brother to me, here.

[He's not sure how he feels about it. It makes everything he knows difficult to work through, truth be told.]

I was dead? Or dying?

Tell the kid thanks for that, then. You need it.

[Because Itachi's life has been rough, thanks in part to Shisui himself.

Shisui winces, realizing he's being horribly insensitive about death. Of course Itachi didn't need to know that.

I think he'd died, yeah, but someone had brought him back...I'm sorry, Itachi. Maybe things will be different for you.

[He's thirteen. He shouldn't have to know his life was going to be so short.]

If I could I would.

[It's the fate of an Uchiha. All the things they did together, for the good of Konoha.]

I get-- brought back to life?

[Well. He's just going to ignore the pang of hope that Shisui somehow does the same.

Not sure why you're wittering about his life. Look at yours.]

I was still trying to figure out what all happened when you were thirteen--other than I got a bad blow to the head and went stupid somewhere in there...

[Asking Itachi to kill him--what kind of painfully moronic move would that have been? Asking his best friend--best everything really to kill him? Evidently Shisui hit senile early.]

I think it was a jutsu that brought you back.

[Aaah, he feels incredibly strongly about your death, Shi. If only because it's the only way he doesn't make himself crazy with regret.]

You were doing what you thought was best for the clan. If they weren't so--

[Damnit. Composure, Itachi. You'd do to remember you have plenty of it.]

They would have used you.

[It hurts, but he's not going to show it. Oh look, topic chan-- great.]

It couldn't be anything else.

[There are no angels or miracles.]

Fuck the clan. I should have found something better for you.

[The sad thing is, Shisui's worried if faced with that choice, he'd make the same one. Save the most people possible, not the best or the most important to you. Still, he regrets his future self's decision and he doesn't understand it.]

So I killed myself and let them use you. I don't want to think that was my only option. Hell, Itachi, we were--are--whatever verb you want, we were geniuses. We were something special.

Why couldn't we find a happier ending?

[And he thinks he knows why. They couldn't see it, but it makes him mad to think that they couldn't change anything about their fates and how things ended up. He doesn't understand it still. There had to be a better way.]

[That shouldn't take him back-- but he'd schooled himself into believing that what they had done was for the best. That there were no other options, so hearing it from the very person whose idea the whole thing was.]

Madara's will was too deeply rooted in the clan.

Don't think I haven't wondered if there were other ways to make the tension ease. What's done is done. We... have to live with the consequences.

But I haven't done it yet.

[Then Shisui laughs.]

But I didn't live with the consequences of my actions, I died and left you to do with that. I get the clan needed to be dealt with, but why did I chose to put your through killing me?

I just don't get it. Why didn't I try to help you?

Not for you.

[Because back home-- he's living with the fact that he didn't protest, living with the fact that they maybe could have thought up something else. Trying desperately to make the rest of their clan believe that he hadn't murdered Shisui. Privately practising with his new Mangekyou.]

I don't know, Shisui.

You know, for two geniuses, we're pretty damned stupid, aren't we?

[Shisui smiles weakly.]

You know I'm sorry for doing that to you, right?

[He's just not going to respond, because it's true, and as much as that weak smile warrants something of his own, whatever he manages just comes out as a sort of grimace.]

I know.

[and he missed you too. Missed you so much.]

Are you staying around?

{Shisui manages a slightly better smile.]

Where else am I going to go? I'm a dead man probably doomed to obscurity, because the only Uchiha anyone's going to talk about's going to be you.

I guess staying around is one of my better options...

[That's a good look for you, Shisui. He likes that smile. Always has.]

I don't want any of that.

[Just having you around again would be nice... and you know, peace between the clan and Konoha.]

It would be nice to spend some time...

[Shisui wrinkles his nose.]

Our lives seem to revolve around what we don't want, Itachi. I'm just saying that's how it looks like it'll go.

A sort of wistful smile. Shisui can think of many things it would be nice to spend time doing.]

Some time pretending our lives aren't going to hell in a flaming handbasket? I'd settle for some tea by the river...and dango. Maybe. If here's good company.

Mn. Not that it matters. [He'll be dead after all. Perhaps for Sasuke-- he has no idea about Sasuke's attitude toward the Leaf.]

My mun says there are memes... and she has a musebox.

If you were interested? Dango sounds good.

You offered. Do you think I could not be interested?

[Shisui's back to grinning like his face might split.]

I think I can pester my mun into letting me out to play.

[He'll just be over here, smiling to himself. Trying not to let you see that there.]

Mn. I would very much like that.

Although-- Some of these memes are a little. Unsavoury?

[Look, look! Over there! And ITACHI SMILE. If Shisui were any more excited, he might explode.]

Itachi, we ended our friendship with you drowning me in our river. How more unsavory can you get?

[Shut up. :|

No, seriously.]

Have you seen these memes?

[Nope, just be glad he isn't close enough to pinch those cheeks.]

Not at all. They can't be that bad.

[That won't be necessary.]

Perhaps you should try typing in 'bakerstreet' and 'dreamwidth'.

See what happens.

Why? Are you trying to make me back out of agreeing to play in one of these things with you?

[Shisui grins.]

Well, it's too late. You invited me and now you're stuck with me. You can't scare me off that easily.

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