𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐒. | SHISUI U.

ONE.

ONE — THE UCHIHA'S LOVE RUNS DEEP.
*please read last page as it has Nyomi's background. the page before that has warnings and introductions which i also strongly advise you to read. this is a heavily oc-centric story.

THE WIND STROKED THE TEENAGER'S FACE. The fourteen year old girl grew tired of running her fingers through the unkempt tresses of the boy who laid on her lap. There was a certain rosy glow that was found on her cheeks and a dreamy haze that polished those amber eyes gazing above at the golden ooze of light seeping past leaves. A summer day like this was made to be wasted underneath a grand oak tree.

"Why did you stop?" Shisui stirred awake, letting out something similar to a whining plea.

"It gets tiring overtime, you know?"

Shisui's brows furrowed slightly, slowly grabbing a hold of her arm and gently massaging her forearms. "They're not hurting again, are they?"

"No, just fatigued. 'M sorry." she mumbled, closing her eyes. It was a terribly exhausting afternoon having to chase around the energetic boy around who had a far superior stamina.

"Do you want to stay here or go home? We can lay in your bed."

Nyomi Althaus couldn't help but smile. Shisui Uchiha would sleep anywhere but in his own room in the Uchiha Compound. The company of silence permanently disrupted in place for the companionship alongside a dark haired boy whose attitude was akin to a puppy dog.

"I think we'll be okay here."

The Uchiha groaned, wanting to lay in soft sheets instead of the ground. "You know I said that just so we can go back to your house."

"Okay okay! Get up!"

"Yes!"

Shisui swiftly rose up, brushing off any stray strands of grass or dirt before helping the girl up. Nyomi had no time to move, one small step and her vision blurred whilst being swept away under his arms. She yelped in a manner that would be considered ungraceful.

"I can walk, you know?!"

"Don't want your legs to ache, princess." Shisui gently pecked her cheek. Nyomi reacted by flinching away from his lips and fake gagging.

Shisui visibly stiffened.

"You look like a deer in headlights, what's wrong?" concerned, Nyomi asked him gently not wanting to startle him. In her hand was a dango that she was waving around his face teasingly only moments ago.

By now, the sun melted into the horizon— cracked open orange hues jumbled into hues of dusty pinks, dark blues and purples. They were nothing but meagre bodies hidden in dark shadows all except the outline of their skins emitting a golden glow. Nyomi witnessed his expression against the darkened lighting only from the vermillion illumination of his Sharigan.

The Uchiha sat up, alarmed. "I forgot there was a meeting occurring this evening—"

"Ah, I understand," the girl smiled hesitantly at the mention of his clan. The dark brunette had been informed of such meetings having her partner occasionally running off to attend them. Always last minute and seemingly unprepared. "Well make sure to have fun!"