“it’s not your job to protect me.”
protector / protectee starters (closed)
Kisame hissed through his teeth, upper lip curling at the feel of the needle piercing the flesh of his back. Okay, fine, he took a few shuriken in the midst of the fight, but they’d have pierced the back of Itachi’s head had he not stepped in.
“Yeah, I know.” Really, the needle isn’t that painful, but the fact that Itachi has to work slow, on open wounds no less, makes it sting all the more. “But I choose to.”












