Truthfully the last thing Izuna wanted was for Tobirama to be examining those questions too closely because then this web of lies he’d weaved might begin to disintegrate.
“And probably a lot easier all things considered. Less peril and people trying to kill me at the very least,” the taller ninja pointed out blandly as he finished stretching out next to Izuna and situating the blanket over them. He couldn’t really explain why he’d catered to the Uchiha’s rather imperious orders himself save to say he at least had the excuse of thinking they were lovers and that was the sort of thing you did for your lover right?
Not that Tobirama had a whole lot of experience with such things but he did have ears and paid attention while the men gossiped about such things. And now that he was curled up around the smaller man and had drawn him back flush against him, he had to admit there was perhaps something to the whole thing.
He nuzzled into those long, ticklish strands of black hair, his own shorter and spikey strands of pale white mingling with the midnight dark of Izuna’s hair. The contrast was visually startling as was the way his fingers looked as they stroked through some of the hair that had fallen across the Uchiha’s shoulder.
Hearing that comment, Tobirama hummed quietly noncommittal and was silent for a long moment before speaking. “We’ll have to make do with this until the next time then. Hopefully we won’t have to face one another across the battle field anytime soon.”
Vexingly, he offered up no real information of his own but was that surprising for a man like Tobirama who never wasted words when he didn’t have to?
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Date: 2015-09-07 06:24 am (UTC)“And probably a lot easier all things considered. Less peril and people trying to kill me at the very least,” the taller ninja pointed out blandly as he finished stretching out next to Izuna and situating the blanket over them. He couldn’t really explain why he’d catered to the Uchiha’s rather imperious orders himself save to say he at least had the excuse of thinking they were lovers and that was the sort of thing you did for your lover right?
Not that Tobirama had a whole lot of experience with such things but he did have ears and paid attention while the men gossiped about such things. And now that he was curled up around the smaller man and had drawn him back flush against him, he had to admit there was perhaps something to the whole thing.
He nuzzled into those long, ticklish strands of black hair, his own shorter and spikey strands of pale white mingling with the midnight dark of Izuna’s hair. The contrast was visually startling as was the way his fingers looked as they stroked through some of the hair that had fallen across the Uchiha’s shoulder.
Hearing that comment, Tobirama hummed quietly noncommittal and was silent for a long moment before speaking. “We’ll have to make do with this until the next time then. Hopefully we won’t have to face one another across the battle field anytime soon.”
Vexingly, he offered up no real information of his own but was that surprising for a man like Tobirama who never wasted words when he didn’t have to?