✲Through the Blinds✲{Itachi Uchiha}

✦14✧

Itachi stared like a deer in headlights. He should've stepped in, and he knew that. Actually, it should've been an instinct to grab Vin by the collar and shove him ten feet away after what he walked into.

But... it was just too much to even blink. Meanwhile, Vin stared wide-eyed into [Name]'s closed lids.

She pecked his lips one last time before passing out again, the hands on each side of Vin's face slumped down as if her energy switch suddenly flipped off. She exhaled a sigh and rolled her head to the side, showing Itachi the flushing red on her cheeks—her complexion was even worse than what he saw in the morning.

Glancing at Itachi from the corner of his eye, Vin straightened up, keeping a hand on the bed for support as he tilted his head to the Uchiha. "Yeah... I can't explain what just happened. Except, this time, she came onto me."

Itachi scowled, darting his glaring eyes at Vin. "You expect me to believe that?"

"Her hands were on my face, man," Vin pointed out and stuffed his hands into his pockets. "I was pulled down after transferring a pill into her mouth." He took a step back, only to surprise Itachi by exposing [Name] in nothing but the over-sized shirt.

"You... undressed..." Cutting himself off, Itachi whirled around to Alex, who was cowering behind the wall by the exit. She stepped out in a nervous laugh, sheepishly scratching the back of her head as she walked up.

"S-sorry for this misunderstanding, Mr. Uchiha, but I had to run and get medicine since we ran out!" Alex explained, fidgeting while keeping her head lowered like a puppy with her ears down. Itachi turned back to Vin, receiving a single nod.

But something was suspiciously off.

"Huh... is that so?" Itachi inquired, keeping his eyes on Vin for a reaction.

It may not be Itachi's field of profession—nor was he in any position to ridicule—but even he wasn't stupid about the safety requirements of the trainer office. He wanted to point out the obvious, but first he needed to get rid of Alex to avoid making scene. She was clueless to it all, and Vin knew it.

"Thank you for your help, Alex," Itachi said, clasping his hand on her shoulder and smiled. "Go back to your team; I'll take care of the rest."

Huffing in relief, she nodded and looked at [Name] one last time before walking out of the room. Just as the door clicked shut, the atmosphere between both men thickened in tension.

"You have a box full of thermometers," Itachi stated, glancing at the ripped-open box on the counter before blinking back to his steel eyes. "Yet you ran out of medicine?"

Vin said nothing except shrug. The silence between continued to extend, and Itachi's patience was quickly falling into a fiery pit; thus he scoffed and crossed his arms.

"I may not be very familiar with sport medicine policies," Itachi began, shaping his eyes into a glare. "But even I know that essential over-the-counter medication, such as ibuprofen, should never be out of stock in an athletic office." He paused to wait for a reaction, yet found nothing, so he continued. "Actually, all medications are to be—

"Kept locked in a cabinet or locked closet," Vin finished for him with a hint of annoyance in his tone, and averted his eyes.

"Only those who are recommended a position know this information. How do you know this?"

"I've read the manual," Vin admitted, "but turned down the offer as Head Trainer at the end."

"Then you should know better than to take advantage of Alex, an inexperienced student, to purposely leave you alone. Am I correct?"