| Uchiha Itachi ( @ 2008-01-07 18:59:00 |
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| Entry tags: | itachi, kakashi |
Night Vision [closed to Itachi & Kakashi]
Itachi didn't even bother asking why he was the one chosen to debrief Hatake. He already knew.
How fortunate for them that Itachi had his own interest in the man's Sharingan.
The clan was not happy with Hatake having a Sharingan eye. Approximately a third of the clan never awakened the recessive doujutsu. Of those that did, not everyone achieved full mastery. So to learn that not only was the Sharingan in an outclan, but that said outclan had somehow mastered it, stuck in the collective craw. Itachi himself didn't much care about Hatake's eye, except the intense curiosity to find out exactly what it could do. Itachi had been nine when his cousin Obito had been killed. He had had no contact with the other Uchiha during the boy's life, and really only heard of him after his death. What Itachi heard about Obito didn't impress him much. Hatake was much more interesting.
Itachi knew whatever he learned would have to go back to the clan in some form. Even if Intel had mandated the questioning due to the mission specifying that Hatake was to copy a jutsu, the answers would still go back to the clan. How much information depended largely not on Hatake's answers, but Itachi himself. He operated under the ideal that one should never reveal everything one knew, and that one should only reveal as much as was asked. No elaboration necessary. Living by this meant he was never satisfied with the answers he did obtain - a handy asset when extracting information. Painstakingly exact, he had considered Torture & Interrogation until he realized they rarely went on missions and that simply wouldn't do. If he was to test himself, he needed to be out there, experiencing the world and pushing himself to the ultimate limits.
He mounted the hospital stairs with the habitual silence of a trained operative. A detour on a previous floor relieved a harried nurse of a capped syringe of mild tranquilizer, now tucked under a strap of his body armor beneath his shirt. As he wanted, no one remarked on his presence. He was a shadow in plain sight, unobtrusive, becoming noticeable only when he wanted to be. Which he didn't.
He found Hatake's room easily enough, slipping inside without a sound. Both Hatake and Sakamoto were completely zonked, but the large German shepherd on Sakamoto's bed lifted its head presumably as soon as it caught Itachi's scent. (Seeing as he could pass within inches of woodland creatures and not disturb them, he doubted the dog heard anything. But he didn't discount the possibility.) It didn't look pleased, and Itachi looked at it right back. One of Hatake's dogs, then, if the scarf-cape was any indiction.
Itachi considered. He didn't know much about Hatake's summons-dogs. Knew he had them but had never met them himself. No way of knowing what their capabilities were besides human-level intelligence. He also knew he didn't want Sakamoto waking while he debriefed Hatake. He lifted a hand, ready to cast a light genjutsu on Sakamoto when the dog growled. Interesting. He let his hand drop and 'let go' of the chakra he would use for the genjutsu. The dog stopped growling but the wary watchfulness was indeed palpable.
Very well.
He reached inside his shirt to get the syringe, and the dog began growling again. "It's just a mild sedative," Itachi said quietly, moving carefully towards Sakamoto and keeping his own eye on the dog. "I wish to speak with Kakashi-san without interruption. Not that he--" here Itachi indicated the man the dog guarded "--couldn't use more sleep."