Curate, connect, and discover
A while ago, Smuty and I saw this post on our dashboard, and the idea obviously charmed us.
So here is my contribution, very short because I don’t consider myself confortable enough to write a long story in english (I have longer ones in french though), and also it was meant to be made into a strip for the Shisuita week last year. I’ll draw it eventually. Hope you’ll enjoy it^^:
Shisui is like the sun. When he enters a room, everyone’s at ease. When he is not in mission, he often smiles, and there are no shinobi more gifted than him among the Uchiha. Fast. Efficient. And deadly. Two opposite faces of his personality, and yet gracefully melted into his shape. His light is overwhelming. He is infinitely beautiful. And I love him more than anything.
But the most incredible is that he also loves me. I, who is only a mere shadow among the shadows, have the privilege to touch the sun. My personal sun. And we share all of our secrets, and little by little, we melt into each other so one day…
Eyes open. Black eyes, in the night. Itachi is a bit sweaty, short breath, and has his chest half covered with a blanket. He turns his head to the side. Kisame is sleeping by his side. Itachi calms down. Eyes on Kisame. They turn red.
He stands from the futon. He’s naked. He takes the black cloak with red clouds and put it on his shoulders. Kisame’s still sleeping. Itachi goes on the balcony. He tighten the cloak around him.
He stares at the landscape, and suddenly he coughs, and there is blood in his hand.
He looks at the blood and smiles:
“Don’t worry my dear…”
Raise head:
“We will be soon reunited”
Stars.
“Wait for me Shisui”
PS: Smuty made one too !
- Flufy -