AU RP--

[mooneye]

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[youngesthokage]

"It's my favorite of my retreats." It was a murmur. "I don't always use the same one because that would be predictable."

[mooneye]

"Smart." Obito nodded his approval. "It's a long way away from anything."

[youngesthokage]

He nodded and moved to get tea started, not having actually eaten anything for a few hours. "But not too far."

[mooneye]

"Still Konoha's territory," he agreed. And he stood and watched Itachi with the tea for a bit before beginning to strip his traveling clothes off.

[youngesthokage]

He nodded, setting the brew to steep finally and moving to get down a cup for it.

[mooneye]

He found the door to the bathroom and pushed it open, and left it mostly open, undressing completely there and turning the water on in the bathtub. He wasn't planning to soak, really. Just wash some of the worst dirt from the road off quickly.

[youngesthokage]

Leaving the door open like that was bound to catch Itachi's curiosity, and after he set the cup down he moved to peek. Not in stealthy manner, simply looking around the door frame.

[mooneye]

Obito was undressed, but crouching on the other side of the tub, watching the water fill it. It was an old fashioned sort of thing. Not attached to the wall, but standing on four legs. His chin was resting on his palm. He glanced up at Itachi, standing in the doorway. "You can come in," he offered.

[youngesthokage]

He stepped inside, looking into the tub. "Waiting for it to fill first?"

[mooneye]

"Fill partway, maybe." He flicked his fingers across the water's rising surface. "Do you want to wash up? You can go first, if you want."

[youngesthokage]

He hesitated, then shook his head. "No... Better if I wait. I have the tendency to linger."

[mooneye]

Obito nodded, smiling. That was like him. He turned the faucet off before the water had filled the tub up much more than halfway and stood, giving Itachi time to look away if he wanted to but not shy about his own nudity. He was built lean and hard. Bare, it was clear that the scars went all the way down. The whole half of his body that had been so badly mangled and so strangely rebuilt by Madara.

[youngesthokage]

He was looking. He couldn't help it, really, eyes curiously and shamelessly wandering down over the scar latticework that was his cousin's body.

[mooneye]

Obito stood and just let him look. There was a lot. Grooves and ridges, and down the center of him the spaced, short slashes that the deep clips from the start of his recovery had left. "It doesn't hurt anymore," he said. "It hasn't in years."

[youngesthokage]

He hesitated for a long moment before stepping closer, looking to his face for permission with his hand up.

[mooneye]

A pause, and then he nodded. Not that he was ashamed. But people who saw him this way--casual lovers, mostly--were usually uneasy and a little repulsed the first time they touched his right side. Not that he blamed them. But it was going to sting a little if he got that reaction here.

[youngesthokage]

It was pure curiosity as he reached to brush his fingers gently over one of the deep marks, his head tilting to the side. "And these... where the rocks were?"

[mooneye]

"...Sort of." He watched his cousin's hand as it traced the groove. "It's not my flesh. Well, it is my flesh, now. But where the rocks were... not much of me was left."

[youngesthokage]

His fingers wandered up the scar network, to the side of his neck, his cheek, to circle his eye. "But some."

[mooneye]

That made him shudder all over. Not displeased, just--deeply affected by the touch. That single eye was the most dangerously powerful part of him. Also a vulnerable part--if anything ever took it from him, after all, he would be totally blind, and even the mokuton would not be much use then. He reached and touched Itachi back very lightly, just on the side, almost like he was checking that he was real. "Yes," he agreed. "Some of me remains."

[youngesthokage]

He stilled for a moment, then stepped in to lean against him as he slowly, gently, trailed his fingertips over the curve of his eyebrow, the uppermost part of his cheek, then brushing across his eyelashes with utmost delicacy.

[mooneye]

His lips parted in surprise, and his breathing got deeper and sharper. He hadn't expected this touch, or what it stirred up in him. "Please..." he started, but he wasn't sure just what he meant to say, just what it was he wanted to ask for.

[youngesthokage]

His other hand came up, curving gently against the unscarred side of his face as he ran his fingertips to the outside corner of his eye in a gentle brush of fingers so that he could open it. He didn't... He wasn't entirely certain how he should react to the plea, but he didn't pull away.

[mooneye]

Another shudder, smaller than before, though leaning against him Itachi could probably feel how it gripped him up and down. Obito hesitated and then lifted one hand to cup the back of his cousin's neck. The other--his left hand, his Uchiha hand--he raised, brushing the fingertips against the soft skin below his eye, just as Itachi had done for him.

[youngesthokage]

He stilled, unafraid. Then again, he'd never been one easy to scare, and he watched him, eyes half closing at the gesture as he remained trustingly quiet in his hold. Another shinobi, even another Uchiha might have panicked at the unconscious threat of the position, but it never even occurred to Itachi to be disturbed.