#violxtta

[symbolicbabybel]

violxtta replied to your post “Look, it's porridge. And it's happy to see you!”

She's still standing at his bedside, holding out the bowl of porridge like a sacrificial offering. Her smile slanted wider. "I spent three hours making this." Lies. She bought it on the way there, but he didn't need to know that. "You need to eat something, Kiba."

Wriggling as much as his weakened state would allow them, Kiba moved his head away from the spoon while letting out a groan on complaint. “You and I both know that is a lie. In all the years I’ve known you, you have only ever tried to cook once.” And that was for Sasuke, she never actually gave him them but, he had smelled the scent of all the ingredients still lingering to her skin. Of course he hadn’t told anyone, no point embarrassing her,

[koredesaigoda]

violxtta replied to your post “Quick, pretend to look like you’re talking to me.”

She inched closer, basking in the warmth of his presence. A quick glance over her shoulder revealed that the Slytherin third-year who had been pestering her was still there, a few feet away. Ino scowled and shifted her attention to Itachi once again. "I'm good, now that I'm with you!" Her fingers skittered over his book. "What were you reading, senpai?"

Was that it?

Well, he supposed he oughtn’t be surprised. Even if he did not know the precise reason she was avoiding the third year, Itachi had long become accustomed to others using the company of the Head Boy as a deterrent to unsavory individuals. Slytherins, usually.

“... Advanced Arithmancy,” came his calm answer. To his credit, he had not inched away when the girl drew closer.

A brief nod in the direction of the Slytherin, once the boy had glanced away.

“Mind telling me the story behind this one?”

[lotosflos]

violxtta replied to your post:“That’s just an eyelid. It’s probably not even...

Ino made a face when she saw her twin picking up the piece of skin, shifted the sawed-off shotgun to her hip. “You might get something contagious from that.”

           “i’m more worried about where it came from then catching anything. i’ve got you after all.” her trust and faith in her sister is outstanding, and she moves her attention back to the eyelid, before pulling out a baggie and dropping it in. “something obviously had to have attacked whatever it belonged too. seeing the size of it, it’s something a bit smaller than us, but larger than a dog.” a hand comes to pull out anti-septic wash out of her bag, and she quickly rinses off her hands; letting the liquid fall at her feet. shaking her hands, she moves her eyes to meet her sisters, “c’mon, something’s weird about this place and i’m not certain i have enough poison in my bag for whatever it is.” 

[symbolicbabybel]

"Look, it's porridge. And it's happy to see you!"

Turning his nose away, Kiba tried to bundle himself deeper into the covers away from Ino. Without trying to be funny Kiba was as sick as a dog and he wasn’t happy about it.

“Don’t wanna eat. Wanna sleep.”

[koredesaigoda]

Triumph settled into a glow of satisfaction, as she beamed at him with those big blue eyes. It wasn't as if she really needed help — second-year workload wasn't that challenging yet, but it's a good excuse to spend more time with Itachi. Even if her friends were starting to wonder why she spent her free times hounding the Head Boy, of all people. "I'll send you a note." The portrait swung open as she climbed out, only to stick her head inside one last time and grin at Itachi. "It's a date then."

@violxtta

A date?

If he was due for a bit of a headache, now was as good a time as any. It was a wonder that Itachi had been able to deal with the twelve year old’s antics for as long as he had.

Practice, he supposed. From interacting with the likes of Shisui, Naruto and Sakura.

Sakura may not appear to be as energetic, but he had heard her arguments with Naruto one time too many.

He glanced to the side, not answering, aware of how keenly the girl wished to spend time with him. It was a strange friendship that Shisui found much entertainment in.

“Off to the Ravenclaw tower, now. Before I dock points off your house.”

[abidingterrapin]

Ino's scandalised gasp could've been heard throughout the entire village. "Are you trying to say that I'm /shedding/?"

If she wasn’t being quite so loud, he might’ve actually found such a dramatic reaction to be funny.

“Perhaps not at the level of a cat or something... but yes.”

[koredesaigoda]

Despite her better judgement, Ino squealed in triumph and fist-pumped hard enough to send her hair flying everywhere. A few startled first-years nearly toppled out of their seats at the sudden commotion and Shisui laughed loudly in the background, matching Ino's glee. The notes were scrunched with all that celebration and she noticed it too late, grinning sheepishly as she attempted to smooth over them. "Here," she said, a bit breathless. "It's a promise, alright? I'll see you tomorrow?"

@violxtta

… Well, she did return them.

Albeit not in the condition he expected.

Itachi’s eyes fell on the previously unmarred piece of parchment, the item now sporting more than a few veins after being crushed in her fist- and sighed. This was Yamanaka Ino. Easily excitable, energetic and impulsive.

When had he ever had a quiet day with her? Those were exceedingly rare.

“It is,” he agreed, saying no more about his notes. He rolled it neatly, to tuck away in his bag in a moment. “Tell me when and where and I’ll be there.”

[koredesaigoda]

Her grin was unrepentant, a slant of red lips and white teeth that spelled mischief. It wasn't as if he could dock points from her house just because she so happened to borrow something of his. From across the room, Shisui winked at her. Ino shifted the note to her other hand and reached out towards the extended hand, curling her fingers against Itachi's palm. "Only if you help me with my homework. Deal?"

@violxtta

…

If he was impolite enough to roll his eyes, he would have. Instead, he pursed his lips, not especially pleased with her teasing.

No doubt Shisui had put her up to this too, or had at least encouraged her.

As per usual.

“Deal,” he said dryly, hand still outstretched, despite her fingers being pressed against it. This Second year, really. “Now may I have my notes back?”