[ i already regret sasuke and senri ]

[usogi]

i hate that jan made us a shitpost so i already have one to use

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[moralmyopia]

[Taking the first paper, he slides it over the edge of the bench and tears off enough of a portion to make the paper square rather than rectangular. He discards the sliver off to the side, puts the square over, and then he does the same with the second paper.

He faces the bench, preparing, and Senri will have to scoot up beside him since they each have a paper to themselves.

For a moment, he's thoughtful. And then he makes the first fold, waiting for Senri to follow.]

[usogi]

[sure that's fine - senri will do that. he doesn't seem to be interested in treating things between them any differently until he absolutely has to

and then he'll mimic sasuke!

it's the first step it's not hard]

... do you normally teach in silence.

[moralmyopia]

[Continuing--in silence--he makes another fold in the paper and waits for Senri to follow.]

You said you were better at watching and learning, not watching and listening.

[He makes another fold, manipulating the sheet together between his fingers.]

[usogi]

[senri is following along pretty well but like]

I can do both. Feels weird to just be folding paper in silence.

[please don't ask him to be quiet]

[moralmyopia]

Be quiet.

[:)

Sasuke continues folding, going just a tad faster so they aren't dragging along, now that he can tell Senri is quick on the uptake.]

Don't talk when you're creating something.

[usogi]

[he's a copycat what do you think he's been doing all game, sasuke

but :/ ]

What? Why not? What kind of rule is that...

[KEEPS TALKING]

[moralmyopia]

[Idiot. Sasuke doesn't though, which is what will get Senri to shut up the best. Or, like, not, but anyway, Sasuke won't be contributing if so.

There's not that many folding steps. Maybe ten or so, give or take. At the end, Senri gets uno cute rabbit, of course. Sasuke, too, from instructing.

So he gives this one to Senri for two cute rabbits.]

[usogi]

[ . . . . OH

he doesn't understand what it is until the end but like]

Ahhh, they're cute, they're super cute!

[HIM LOVE

why is he so simple]

[moralmyopia]

You're so stupid.

[He props his head up in one hand, the other arm curled onto the top of the bench while Senri fawns over the dumb, folded paper rabbits.]

You can give them to Sean.

[usogi]

I will. They'll go in Rasen.

[he's so certain of this and he'll just continue to turn the bunnies over to look at them. he tries to lightly unfold one before putting it back together as if memorizing the steps and creases that it took to get there]

You should name one. He'll name the other.

[moralmyopia]

[He's thoughtful for a moment or two.]

Mikoto.

[usogi]

[ . . . ]

Why....

[THAT'S NOT

WHAT HE'D THINK TO NAME A BUNNY]

[moralmyopia]

It was my mother’s name.

[usogi]

Oh.

[it's just a soft noise and senri is thoughtful]

... Seanbon and I don't know our mothers - or fathers. I don't know how to make a name to match...

I wonder what we should do....

[moralmyopia]

Name it what you think would be a good mother’s name then. Or a father.

[usogi]

[ . . . . ]

Yup, I'll ask him.

[senri doesn't know what either of those things would be, sasuke]

[moralmyopia]

Tch. Stop running. Just try it.

[He doesn’t believe that for a second, and he looks irritated by the easy dismissal.]

Pick a name you think sounds good.

[usogi]

[senri just rolls his eye at that]

It would just be names from stories or books or plays....

I'll figure one out with Seanbon.

[moralmyopia]

So...? Those are still names. [He frowns at the persistent refusal, but... after that, drops it.] Fine.

[usogi]

[senri just sighs softly]

... none of them are real, you know? They're nice for people who need to escape, who want to be tricked for a little bit into waiting for a happy ending.

I don't want to assume that something I read in a book is the same as your relationship with your mother. It doesn't feel... right. Authentic...?

[ . . . and he just shrugs]

I guess I'm still trying to find a little more sincerity, even now.

[moralmyopia]

It...

[His eye lowers, followed by his head just a little. It turns away toward the bench, though he doesn't seem to be looking at anything in particular.] I don't know how to feel about them... aside from the fact, I should have died with them that night.

They were... my parents. They always doted on Itachi because he was gifted. [Itachi had to blackmail their father into paying him any attention, but he doesn't know this.] I always lived in his shadow.

[usogi]

[ . . . hm.]

... I'm glad you didn't.

[his hand moves for a second - as if he's about to reach for sasuke's. but at least for the time being he thinks better of it]

Um... die, I mean. I'm glad you're still here... and your own person.

[moralmyopia]

I'm not sure I agree with that.

[He at least, even if not looking at Senri, sounds resigned with his fate of being alive anyway. It was always weird, longing for death, but being too stubborn to die until he could get his revenge.

And then after he got it, being too stubborn not to try to change things his way. But still craving death regardless.]

[usogi]

[yeah fuck it he's not going to accept that. his hand comes to rest over sasuke's, if only for the point of contact]

... I don't like when you say things like that.

You know you do a lot of good... don't you?

[moralmyopia]

[His fingers curl, but he doesn't pull his arm or hand away. His eye lands on their hands, and the touch manages to get him to look up at Senri's face finally. His brows bunch softly.]

It isn't about what I've done. It's about... [He shakes his head and looks away again.] Don't worry about it.