Ray-kun and Shishimaru agree that he's one of the best suited to being a leader, of the gods here. I love Justice just as much as you do, and I want him to be happy, but you should try talking to Piety too.
[listen, he doesn't like the gods!!!!! (kinda. maybe one or two oR THREE)]
I don't have any reason to talk to them. [Really... honestly, he's met a few gods whose worlds he likes, and he doesn't want another to just make him indecisive. He can't turn his back on Justice?] I don't believe in piety being a trait to base a world on.
[He peers at Senri.]
You think just because those two like Piety, I would?
I think because you want to leave behind a world where it can be peaceful, you would like Piety. The gods don't really get to pick their names from what I remember. I think you have sense.
Piety, in their previous life, was some kind of mediator. He's really helpful when it comes to providing information about the other gods, and he knows their strengths and weaknesses well. No one really has it out for him personally, probably because he's so easy to get along with. I think you need to know how to work with people in order to be a good leader.
... just say hello to him. I'm trying to figure out how to get as many people their wishes as possible, but you need to believe in the god's world in order for it to count.
[For a long time, he's quiet, following behind Senri. He's listening? If Senri glances back, it's clear, even though he's looking ahead, he's been listening and he's thinking.
[by the time that senri meets sasuke to head to sincerity's for curfew - he looks tired. he looks absolutely exhausted, like he's barely gotten any sleep already. and upset? why is senri upset every single week. it looks a bit more serious today than it did on monday, his face still warm as he seems to be wiping at his right cheek, his remaining eye red for some reason.
he looks up when he hears sasuke approach and just sighs]
Will it do any good if I request that you don't ask....
[His last remaining uno eye narrows as soon as Senri gets in range for him to figure out there's something going on.
He doesn't say anything, but he does block the way with the whole of his form. Even if Senri tries to go around him, he'll just sidestep in the way again. He doesn't say anything?
and senri - sighs again. he sighs heavily, and then takes in air as if he's mentally preparing himself too. he takes a second to pull something out of his pocket to show sasuke.
it's a family photo - essentially.
it's an idealized sort of family, with people who certainly didn't pose for the picture all together. but they're faces that sasuke would recognize from the game, other participants who senri's grown fond of over the course of the game, and some gods too. senri's in the middle, because of course he is, but right by him there's taka. sasuke. ray. ishikirimaru. majima. madoka. zoe. shiki.
justice, sincerity, and beauty are also all in the photo - though some may be masked based on whether sasuke's seen them remove their mask before, otherwise they remain covered.]
... I found it in my pocket. I don't know why - or who did it, but...
The reason I'm upset is stupid, so I don't think I want to talk about it.
Sasuke looks--confused, but also surprised? He thought Senri was going to give him some lowdown high school drama involving Takaomi, or Ray, or Majima or something. But no. It's... a photo?
It's a photo of most of them?
His brows knot in the middle of his forehead. His eye skips and jumps over the picture, looking at each face.] Us...? [Slowly, his brows soften.] I don't get it... Why... would this upset you so much?
[ . . . . and senri pauses at that, as if trying to decide how much to explain.
once he decides, he lets a smile stretch across his face, perfect and pristine.]
... uh-huh. I like pictures. Once I started to get more famous, people would take all kinds of pictures of me. When I was on stage, with me, I started to have a collection.
My classmates get pictures sometimes too - from their families. Pictures of all of them together, pictures of them when they were younger. Doting, warm ones, from the people who love them. I thought... that must be nice. I thought that whenever I found my family, we'd take a lot of pictures together, to make up for lost time.
... this is the first time I think I got something even close to that.
[and it's a little funny - how senri's expression is perfectly fitted into one of happiness. his expression is bright, and his smile isn't awkward in the slightest.
though there's the slightest glisten in his eye again.]
And I thought... it's nice. To have something as temporary as this, captured for even a second.
[to be given a physical reminder of everything he's going to lose.]
[Sasuke's face follows his brows, softening considerably. Back home... whenever Naruto felt pain, he felt it, too. And he guesses... it's not much different here. Seeing Senri trying to be so okay, so grateful, only for it to hurt.
Well, he hurts a little, too.
He's not... sure what to do. He hasn't even been good with anything like this at all much less thanking people for it when it's given to him. His right hand rises, agonizingly unsure and slow, up to thread the fingers through the orange hair by Senri's ear, back through it. The other hand follows, threading through the other side until he can cup Senri around the back of the neck at the hairline and pull the boy against his chest gently.
It's... supposed to be a hug, but Sasuke sucks at them.
He keeps his arms twined over Senri's shoulders, his voice low against the side of Senri's head.] So you won't forget us. [Really, he's not sure what else to say. He thinks about the photo Kakashi has of the three of them--of Team 7. He doesn't know if Kakashi even still has it... He hasn't been back to Konoha officially in... years.
So he doesn't think he can try to explain any merit to the photograph.]
[it's supposed to be a hug, but sasuke really sucks at them.
senri melts into the touch anyway.
this time his inhale comes as a surprise, sharp little intake - followed by a gently amused, gently tired, painfully sad laugh against sasuke's chest. he doesn't lift his head yet, instead wrapping his arms around sasuke too, fingers slowly curling into the cloth of his clothes, as if trying to keep him in place. the hug may not be any good at all, but since it's coming from sasuke, that makes it one of the best that senri's received.]
... you're so mean...
[when he speaks, it's quiet - trying to hold onto tones of amusement even though it feels like something's getting stuck in his throat. words he's not sure how to say, maybe.]
... this is just going to make it hurt worse, when I have to let go.
[Sorry, it's his, like... ninja motto pretty much. It's what makes them ninjas. Enduring pain and suffering. He doesn't intend for it to sound so bad, but all he can do is just... hold Senri.]
It won't hurt for long. You'll have something... and something is better than nothing.
[Which only comes because he has nothing of Itachi. (His eyes.) He doesn't have anything of his family. Nothing but memories, and those memories, the last ones, are so terrible and bad, and it's all he can see when he closes his eyes. It's all his brother let him remember.]
... I don't think so. I think it'll hurt for a long time.
[he'll call out that lie, because of course he does. senri just laughs quietly even as he doesn't lift his head from where he's pressed against sasuke, if only because he's losing his ability to control his expression, to maintain it into something carefully curated into the shape of happiness. he's an actor, but he's losing his cool. isn't that embarrassing?]
I know it's not long at all... but for fifteen years, all I wanted...
[was a family. was for people to care about him, to look his way without it being for the sake of a lie. was for even just one person to love him unconditionally.]
But now I don't get to keep it.
[and he'll think about them for another fifteen years. and another fifteen after that. and after that.]
[He isn't good with this. So, in the end, he doesn't say anything. Whatever he tries to offer, he knows, will only be platitudes. Words to placate, hollow. He doesn't think it had been intentionally mean... And he's sure Senri understands as much without him having to repeat it.
The tips of his calloused fingers comb through the edges of the orange hair, rubbing the strands gently between them.]
I still have the lighter. We can burn it if you want.
[Sasuke has hidden himself away at the shrine in the west wing because he's very emo.
But he does come back to the temple very briefly to go into the kitchen when he thinks no one else is wandering around. He really should go apologize to Sincerity for destroying a piece of the room, but...
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