[Oh. Here comes the first one. One of the ignorant ones. Wonder if they're going to throw a party.
They're not kind thoughts running through Law's head as his mood turns ugly. Damn secret. They didn't know, and it's only because of Itachi's wishes and Shikamaru himself (his face in his kitchen long ago), and that he can't let it slip because he knows the consequences of revealing this secret. And that he regrets revealing it before, after learning in bits and pieces of how much hurt that caused, despite the good in it. He had promised to do what he could to Itachi if any Konoha nin came under their roof, and he swallows his bile even as the injustice of it all strikes him again and again.]
You're welcome.
[That's it. All he's going to write. Or he might snap the pen in his grip because fuck, he can barely stand this.]
[Written]
They're not kind thoughts running through Law's head as his mood turns ugly. Damn secret. They didn't know, and it's only because of Itachi's wishes and Shikamaru himself (his face in his kitchen long ago), and that he can't let it slip because he knows the consequences of revealing this secret. And that he regrets revealing it before, after learning in bits and pieces of how much hurt that caused, despite the good in it. He had promised to do what he could to Itachi if any Konoha nin came under their roof, and he swallows his bile even as the injustice of it all strikes him again and again.]
You're welcome.
[That's it. All he's going to write. Or he might snap the pen in his grip because fuck, he can barely stand this.]