#( v ; dusky afternoons && flak vests. )

[toaoti-a]

✿ - Your muse picks a flower for mine [narutoooo]

To say he was nervous whenever he had to do something remotely romantic for someone would be an understatement. But it was only Amon and it would only ever be Amon. However, it doesn't mean he doesn't feel like he's getting a proverbial rash just overthinking it! A hand rose, rubbing the back of his neck and his eyes close.

Gah, why did his thoughts continue to veer off course. He barely manages to move in time as a kunai embeds in the bark where his head had been. Crimson eyes quickly cut toward his student and he smirks. Yeah, his team was a rambunctious bunch but he liked them, because they didn't back down from any challenge he threw at them. Which also meant that he had to be careful when honing the natural skills they had. Such sweet children with devious minds.

" Ryuu-kun...how did you manage to get caught in your own trap?"

" It's not my fault, Sensei! It's Suguro's!"

"...don't blame me. You were running after Sensei and stepped right into your trap. Should've watched where you were going..."

Itachi sighed, an amused smile twitching at the corner's of his mouth but when Suguro's gaze shifted from his gaze to behind him, he pivoted and caught the fist in his palm. Sayori. She was silent, but the most deadliest and cunning of the group. Her body twisted and she aimed a foot to his gut, which he managed to avoid by swiftly letting her wrist go and dropping from the tree he'd been perched on.

" C'mon Sensei, when are ya gonna fight us, for real?"

" Tomorrow after lunch maybe?"

" Really?" " Awesome!"

Suguro's and Ryuu's instaneous shouts made him chuckle and shake his head. " I promise. Now head home and get plenty of rest. Be on time, Sayori or no dango for you."

" Sensei! That's cruel, you promised to treat me from now on!"

" Hn, did I?"

" Fine, fine I'll try to be on time..."

Shooing them away, and watching them until he was sure they were on their way back home, he turns, making his way back to his home and stops when Koutarou steps into his path. Confusion plays across his features for a moment. The instructor was supposed to be home, or at the least, sleeping. It was pretty late. But Itachi merely allows a slow smile to grace his features before he's moving forward to lean up and brush a gentle kiss over the instructor's cheek.

" Out for a walk?"

"Y-You could say that. It's beautiful tonight, isn't it?"

" I wouldn't know. You're the only beautiful thing I see as of right now." And truly, he couldn't help himself with that. Koutarou practically handed it to him and Itachi was shameless in how he executed it. Even at the expense of flustering the other.

" H-How can you just say that with a straight face?"

" Because it's true?"

Deciding to leave it alone for a bit as Amon composed himself, Itachi merely smiled to himself as the walked along the short forest path back toward Konohagakure's gates. His gaze had strayed to the evening sky and had hardly noticed when Amon had stopped.

" Itachi?"

" Hm?" He lets his gaze drop, and brows knit together as he watches the other pluck a flower right from the small patch. It was pretty and look far too delicate in Amon's grasp. But what perplexed him more was the reasoning. Maybe it was to repay one of those pretty teachers who had a thing for him? If he was trying to dissuade them, this was the WRONG way to go about it. However, when said was held out for him? Itachi could only blink, fingers reaching out to take it and the Sensei looked from the flower then to Amon and back again. And now he couldn't help but tease.

" If you're wanting to court me, then why didn't you just say so?"

" I-Itachi!"

Itachi laughed softly beneath his breath as he bought the presented flower to his nose and gently inhaled. It almost reminded him of the way Amon smelled when he lay in his arms. But that scent simply couldn't be copied. Neither could the man in question.

" Penny for your thoughts?"

"...you make me happy."

Why did he feel like he'd won the biggest honor when seeing that warm smile spread across the instructor's expression? Because he knew he was the cause and nothing meant more than that.

      @investigxter