[Words spoken darkly to the water, eyes studying the scatter of light from moon and stars above. He can see Laurent's reflection like this, silver on the surface like a mirror, angles shadowed, pretty even warped by liquid ripples. The movement at his side reflexively draws him to upright tension; he finds himself staring at the offered hand.]
Sakura will handle herself. [If she is to know Laurent, she will have to.] I think you enjoy having names to call people.
[Against his own judgment — and he does not even have the Shadow to blame — Sasuke reaches for that wrist, encircling it loosely with his own fingers as if to test the weight, to remember the crack of bone. Then he lowers it into the water, plunged into cold, still holding long past a companionable touch.]
I accept that you despise me. You have reason to. But anything I learn about you, I'll never share with someone else. [His grasp finally slackens and drifts away.] And I'll always want to know who you are, even if you never let me.
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[Words spoken darkly to the water, eyes studying the scatter of light from moon and stars above. He can see Laurent's reflection like this, silver on the surface like a mirror, angles shadowed, pretty even warped by liquid ripples. The movement at his side reflexively draws him to upright tension; he finds himself staring at the offered hand.]
Sakura will handle herself. [If she is to know Laurent, she will have to.] I think you enjoy having names to call people.
[Against his own judgment — and he does not even have the Shadow to blame — Sasuke reaches for that wrist, encircling it loosely with his own fingers as if to test the weight, to remember the crack of bone. Then he lowers it into the water, plunged into cold, still holding long past a companionable touch.]
I accept that you despise me. You have reason to. But anything I learn about you, I'll never share with someone else. [His grasp finally slackens and drifts away.] And I'll always want to know who you are, even if you never let me.