Breakfast is quiet for the most part, Wy looking up only to start to blush from the mornings events so it seemed best to focus on the food. “Thank you for–,” whatever it was, it was great. Anything relating to sex was hard to express still, but here she was- trying to express that she liked his morning surprise.

“You’re welcome.” It was nothing, really– besides the nerves the few minutes before. But it turned out well, gave them a good morning. 

Did Itachi ever see or check up on Sasuke when he was with Orochimaru?

[[ No, besides intel somehow making its way to him, likely via other methods, like crows, he didn’t really check up on him. I think at that point he assumed Sasuke was strong enough to handle Orochimaru and not actually end up dead. Given Orochimaru wanted him as a vessel, he’s not likely to make any attempts on his life for a few years. So there was a bit of trust in Sasuke and faith in his own plan, there. ]]

[Cont.] Here, no. Dude said he’d try, so no more of this cheek-cupping business. He’s getting a good old hug. Her face is red, but don’t mention that. “Cool. That’s pretty cool. Because, you know, someone’s gotta pay next time we’re at the teahouse.” Ah, offering a… grin?

“You likely make so much more than I do.” Being a working shinobi, and all. 

But he’s more than happy to foot the bill when he can– feels like it’s his duty. 

“Hey, Itachi-san.” Ah, a grumble. She places a hand on his cheek. “Don’t ever go anywhere, okay? You mean more than a lot to me, and I’d miss you.” So… “Just don’t. –This is random, sorry.”

It’s rather cruel, isn’t it?

That someone such as he– someone with such a tainted history, could mean so much to a kunoichi who was surely the pride of her village. Nothing behind her like the murder of her own kin, the betrayal of one’s home village…

“I will try.” That’s all he can promise, raising his hand, cupping it over hers.