She mumbled out. Heat trickled up her ears and she could vividly feel that her face was burning from both embarassment and shame. Oh why were she such an idiot?! And now here she was, getting told off by the man she might have feelings for. Her lips pursed shut as she choked off a small, “Sorry.”
A sigh. It seemed he’d been doing that quite often as of late. But then again, it also seemed like he was dealing with a lot more headaches than normally possible for any human being of his nature.
It hadn’t gone unnoticed that Sakura was sporting a dark blush along with stuttered words that could only indicate a nervous breakdown. He deemed she was genuinely sorry for her past deeds, but some things just could not be overlooked so easily. “Your past actions are unforgivable, Haruno-san.” He spook with an eerily calm voice, “Though I am unsure why you of all people would partake in this “game” my brother has conjured, I still feel that your free will is none but your own. You could have denied taking part in these events, yet you have come to pass with the memory of this taking place. All I must say if that you think upon your past actions and think upon them hard.”
It was the most he’d probably spoken to the roseate, and the last time he wished to scold her. She was far more mature than she was currently acting.
Eyes glued to the ground and head bowed, a frown dissimilar from the one she normally wore turned down the corners of her lips. Shame. So much shame, the young woman was surprised that her cheeks didn’t redden.
"Sorry, nii-san…" The words were barely audible.
When punishing Sasuke the elder would usually enforce a more physical altercation, whereas when it came to his younger sister Itachi could not find the heart to knock some sense into her. She had always been a favorite of his and he hated seeing this side of her. No doubt it was Sasuke’s doing… he happened to find such childish games that ended up dragging her down to his level.
"—-…" Walking up towards her his head inclined, eyes filled with disgrace as he gave one look before moving around her. Feet carrying him quietly away from the younger female. He had no words to say to the things she did.
Quickly he’s clouded with smoke before he turns to himself. “It was Sakura and Sasuko! They did it first for whatever reason. I was just telling them that their henge sucked and mine was perfect and….yeah.”
By now the elder had heard enough from all parties. The two females stuck the blame entirely on Sasuke— himself trying to save his own hide. It usually always came down to the foolish otouto of his. Features began to take on a darker aura as yet another spillage of words stumble across the younger’s lips, his brothers life mere putty in his hands at this point. “So this is all some sort of game to you?” He questioned, eyes narrowing into slits. “Yet, you were always one to take simple games much too far, were you not, otouto?” The prodigy was no fool to the earlier “peekings” the group had been making while in his form.
There was little amusement within the elder’s eyes— in fact, stoic features harnessed a rather unusual expression for the prodigy. Lips formed a tight line as bloody hues blink slowly. One would be smart to avoid the male while in an irritated state such as this. “—-…Haruno-san.”
"Sasuke made me do it."
"I am dealing with Sasuke at the moment…" He trailed his words as crimson optics traveled the short distance to meet with the young female only feet away from his person. Such a disdainful look overcame his usually stoic features.
"I expected more from you, Sasuko."
"N-No wait nii-san I can explain this time!"
"I give myself adequate patience to deal with your actions, Sasuke. However, I find myself loosing that battle little by little. Dare I ask why you are acting in this way?"
"I won’t allow such activities to commence while in my presence." By such, he meant the younglings finding it rather hilarious to transform into himself.