From the side, Kaina was making her way towards the group. As she turned the corner, her eyes immediately caught sight of Itachi and Keigo, surrounded by a group of girls and a couple of guys. Yu was standing particularly close to Itachi, her face flushed with a soft blush. Kaina's heart sank for a moment, and a flash of frustration crossed her face. "Why is she so close to him?" she thought, her hands clenching slightly. She could feel a surge of jealousy rising within her, but she quickly pushed it down, trying to keep her cool.
Still, she couldn't help the flicker of anger that ignited when she noticed the look on Yu's face—her shy smile and blushing cheeks as she stood next to Itachi. The sight made Kaina's blood boil.
Taking a deep breath, she straightened her posture and called out, her voice filled with authority, "Itachi Yaoyorozu!"
The entire group turned toward her, their conversation abruptly halted as they recognized Lady Nagant standing in her hero costume. Her long hair was tied into a ponytail, held by a simple hair clip. The dark bodysuit she wore accentuated her strong figure, with two plates under her chest and knee guards, and her scouter, shaped like a lightning bolt, gave her an intimidating presence.
Itachi's expression shifted as he met her gaze, sensing the intensity in her voice. Kaina's heart raced, though she kept her exterior calm and collected, her emotions simmering just beneath the surface.
As Kaina made her way through the crowd, the students stared at her, whispering to each other.
"Who is she?" one of them muttered, looking puzzled.
Keigo, always quick to make a joke, smirked and started, "Ahh, Miss Yaoyo—" but before he could finish, he was met with a sharp punch to the gut from Itachi. He doubled over in pain, groaning dramatically as he collapsed to the ground.
"Man... that hurts..." Keigo winced, clutching his stomach.
Itachi, with a rare amused glint in his eye, looked down at him and said, "You deserved it."
Still wincing, Keigo muttered, "Okay, okay... point taken." He tried to recover, but even through the pain, he couldn't help but watch the scene unfold.
Itachi turned his attention back to Kaina, and his gaze softened, warming as he addressed her. "Hey, Kaina."
At the sound of her name from Itachi's lips, Kaina's composed expression faltered slightly, and a soft blush crept across her cheeks. Yu, standing nearby, widened her eyes, looking between Itachi and Kaina in surprise. The subtle interaction didn't go unnoticed by her, and a flicker of curiosity crossed her face.
Kaina, trying to maintain her composure, adjusted her stance, but the blush lingered. She looked around at the group, suddenly self-conscious under their watchful eyes. "I... I came to congratulate you, I-Itachi," she stammered slightly, her tone betraying her nerves.
The students continued to watch, wide-eyed and intrigued. Sensing the awkward atmosphere, Kaina added quickly, "H-How about we talk somewhere else? Away from... everyone." Her blush deepened as she tried to keep her cool.
Itachi glanced around at the onlookers, their eyes filled with shock and curiosity. He sighed, realizing this wasn't a conversation they could have in public without causing more whispers. He could already feel the questions brewing among his classmates. Great, he thought, Now I have to deal with this.
Keigo, still recovering on the ground, waved a hand dismissively and called out, "You can go, bro... I'll handle this."
Itachi raised an eyebrow at Keigo, sensing the mischievous glint in his friend's eye. I know he's planning something, he thought, but he simply sighed again and decided to take the chance anyway.
"Alright," Itachi said, turning back to Kaina with a nod. "Let's go."
As he walked toward her, the class watched in stunned silence, unsure of what had just happened. Keigo, grinning despite the lingering pain, was already planning how he'd tease Itachi about this later.
As they walked together, the buzz of the crowd faded, and it was just the two of them in the quiet corridor. Kaina glanced up at Itachi, noting how he seemed taller than the last time they'd met. She tilted her head slightly, her eyes scanning him before speaking softly, "Your height… it's increased."
Itachi smiled, his expression calm but appreciative. "Thank you," he replied. Then, with a gentle shift in the conversation, he added, "And congratulations on your agency, Kaina."
She returned his smile, though a faint blush touched her cheeks. "T-Thank you, I-Itachi." Her voice wavered slightly, but she quickly regained her composure, trying to keep things casual. There was a brief pause, a silence that lingered between them until they both tried to speak at once.
"Ah…" they said in unison, both stopping awkwardly. Itachi, with his usual grace, gestured for her to go first. "You first," he said.
Kaina hesitated for a moment, then spoke, her heart pounding a little faster. "Your performance... it was really great," she began, the excitement in her voice clear. "It was so intense, and I couldn't take my eyes off you..." She widened her eyes, realizing what she said, and quickly corrected herself. "I mean... your strategies! I was watching your strategies." She nodded quickly, trying to recover from her slip.
Itachi understood and blushed a little but he couldn't help but smile softly. "Thank you," he replied, his voice steady. His subtle smile was both warm and reassuring, a silent acknowledgment of her slip-up. Kaina, still a bit flustered, smiled back, feeling slightly more at ease.
She quickly added, "You were going to say something?"
Itachi nodded, his voice steady as he continued. "I was just saying... it's been a long time since we met."
Kaina nodded in agreement, her eyes softening as she thought back. "Yeah... it's been, what, five or six months?"
Itachi nodded again. "And now... you're already a pro hero." His smile grew a little, proud of how far she'd come. "You're doing great."
Kaina's heart swelled at his words, and she couldn't stop the smile that formed on her lips. "Thanks," she muttered, almost shyly. "My agency... it's not very big right now, not compared to the other agencies, but..." Her voice dropped into a quieter, almost vulnerable tone as she muttered, "I want you to come..."
Itachi's keen ears caught her words, though they were barely audible. He didn't say anything right away, but his knowing smile spoke volumes. His eyes were warm, understanding what she was trying to convey without needing to say it out loud.
Kaina, realizing he had heard her, blushed harder, but before she could get too lost in her embarrassment, she gathered her courage and added, "But... no matter which agency you choose, I'll support you. No matter what."
Itachi's gaze softened, and he nodded. "Thank you, Kaina," he said, his voice low but filled with genuine gratitude.
Her blush deepened, and she looked away for a moment, her thoughts swirling. He's looking more and more handsome... and as time passes, I'm thinking about him more and more... she thought, her heart racing. She stole a glance at him, wondering if he had any idea just how much he was affecting her.
After a moment, Kaina managed to regain her composure and, with a slight blush on her cheeks, looked up at Itachi. "I'm a pro hero now, so... I-I want to celebrate with you," she said, her voice carrying both excitement and nervousness.
Itachi glanced at her with his usual calm smile. "Sure," he replied, his agreement simple yet kind.
Her face lit up with a wide smile, relief and joy flooding her expression. "Thank you, Itachi," she said, almost bouncing with happiness. Then, realizing she still had other things to attend to, she added, "I think I'll leave now... I have some work to do." Blushing slightly, she waved at him, "See you soon, Itachi."
Itachi nodded, watching her walk away. "Bye," he said softly, and once she was out of sight, he allowed himself a small smile. Looking up, he exhaled slowly and thought to himself, feeling a quiet sense of satisfaction. Then, with a calm demeanor, he made his way back to where his classmates were gathered, still smiling.
As he approached, he noticed Keigo grinning from ear to ear, clearly up to something. Itachi immediately knew what was going on and sighed, realizing Keigo had likely said something to stir the group. "Keigo must have said something..." Itachi muttered, already resigned to what was coming.
Rumi, smirking mischievously, spoke up first. "You could've told us there was something between you and the newest pro hero, Lady Nagant," she teased, her tone playful.
Itachi sighed again, trying to downplay the situation. "It's nothing like that..." he replied, though his small smile hinted that he wasn't entirely annoyed by their teasing.
Ryuko chimed in, grinning. "It's okay, you don't have to explain yourself. We understand."
Keigo, still smirking, added fuel to the fire. "Yeah, I've known since our school days... there was always something."
Rumi, now fully enjoying herself, leaned in with a playful smirk. "Ah, school love. How cute."
Itachi, though surrounded by their playful banter, sighed again and shook his head. But despite his attempts to stay composed, a small, amused smile tugged at his lips, showing that even he couldn't fully escape the lighthearted teasing of his friends.
After school ended, Itachi made his way home, feeling a mixture of relief and anticipation. As he entered the house, he was greeted by the familiar warmth of his family. His mother, Yana, stood there with a wide smile, while his younger sister, Momo, rushed over excitedly. Unexpectedly, his father, Takashi, was also present, standing quietly in the background.
Yana immediately enveloped her son in a hug. "You were amazing, my baby," she said, her pride clear in her voice.
Itachi smiled softly, returning the hug. "Thank you, Mother."
Before he could say more, Momo threw her arms around him too. "Brother, you were so strong! I saw that red skeleton—what was it? It was so scary but so powerful!" Her eyes were wide with admiration as she spoke of his Susanoo.
Itachi's smile deepened. "Thank you, Momo. But in the future, you'll be even stronger than me."
Momo beamed at his words, her face lighting up as she hugged him tighter. "I'll work hard!"
Yana, watching her children, smiled with a mix of pride and affection. "My baby," she said softly, leaning in to kiss his forehead. "You always make me so proud. I'm so lucky to have you."
Itachi looked at his mother, warmth in his eyes. "I'm the lucky one... to have such a loving mother."
She patted his head, her smile bittersweet. "You've grown up so much," she whispered. Then, her expression shifted slightly as she added, "Itachi, your father... he wants to talk to you."
Itachi's smile faded as his eyes met Takashi's for the first time. His father stood behind Yana, his face shadowed by regret and sorrow. The silence between them stretched, heavy with unresolved feelings.
Takashi finally spoke, his voice low and hesitant. "You did great."
Itachi nodded slowly. "Thank you." But there was no warmth in his tone, just quiet understanding.
Takashi's guilt seemed to weigh heavily on him as he continued, struggling to find the right words. "I... I'm sorry. For what I've done to you."
Itachi's gaze remained steady, unblinking. "Why apologize now?" His voice was calm, but the tension between them was palpable.
Takashi couldn't meet his son's eyes. "I... I don't have an excuse. I understand now that you're strong... stronger than I ever imagined."
Itachi let out a breath, his eyes narrowing slightly. "So that's why?" He paused, letting the words sink in. "Because I've proven my strength?"
Takashi flinched, shame washing over him as he bowed his head. "I was wrong. And I know I've hurt you..."
Itachi stood there, unmoved for a moment, before finally replying. "I need some time to think."
Takashi nodded, his voice barely audible. "Take as much time as you need."
Yana watched the exchange, her own face reflecting the sorrow of the situation. She looked at Itachi, her heart aching for him. But Itachi just gave her a small nod, acknowledging the pain but not letting it consume him.
Changing the subject, he turned to his mother. "Mother, can we eat? I'm hungry."
Yana's expression softened again, and she smiled warmly. "Of course, dear. I made your favorite meal tonight."
Itachi's smile returned, though quieter now. "Dango?"
Yana chuckled softly. "Yes, Dango."
Itachi's mood lightened, and Momo giggled beside him. "Brother likes sweets," she teased, her bright energy lifting the room.
He smiled down at his sister, grateful for the small comforts of home, despite the storm that still lingered in the air between him and his father.
As they sat around the dining table, Yana watched her son closely. Itachi was eating in silence, his mind clearly elsewhere as he occasionally glanced at his father, still processing the earlier conversation. Noticing this, Yana gently broke the silence.
"Itachi," she called softly.
He looked up from his plate, meeting her eyes. "Yeah?"
Yana smiled, trying to lighten the mood. "Where were you after the award ceremony? We came to meet you, but you were nowhere to be found."
Itachi paused, then responded, "Ah, I was with Kaina."
At that, both Yana and Momo perked up, their curiosity instantly piqued. "Ohh!" they both exclaimed in unison.
Yana grinned knowingly. "Did she come to congratulate you?"
Itachi nodded. "Yes, she did."
Momo, with a playful smirk, leaned in. "What were you two doing?" she teased, her tone light but mischievous.
Itachi gave her a flat look. "Nothing. We were just talking, that's all."
Yana chuckled, her smile warm. "Well, you should invite her over sometime. And your other school friends too. It'd be nice to meet them."
Takashi, watching the conversation unfold, smiled softly, though the regret in his eyes hadn't fully faded. He remained quiet, observing the family's dynamic as they continued their light-hearted banter.
Itachi nodded, his expression softening. "Sure, I'll invite them sometime."
With that, he stood up from the table. "Okay, Mother. I think I'll take some rest now."
Yana nodded. "Of course, dear. Get some rest."
Itachi smiled at her, then headed toward his room. As he entered his quiet space, he touched his eyes, feeling a slight twinge of discomfort. "There's some pain... probably from using Susanoo," he muttered under his breath. He sighed softly, feeling the toll of the battle weighing on him.
"I need some rest," he whispered to himself before lying down on his bed. As his body relaxed, exhaustion quickly caught up with him, and within moments, he drifted off into a deep, much-needed sleep.
A few days later, Itachi found himself back at UA High, surrounded by his classmates. The mood was light as they discussed their excitement about the upcoming internships.
Keigo leaned back in his chair with a grin. "I heard I've been recommended by some big agencies."
Rumi nodded, smirking. "Yeah, I've heard it too. I just want to get out there, do some fieldwork, and kick some villains' butts."
Itachi let out a small sigh, ever the calm and collected one.
Yu, sitting beside Rumi, chimed in eagerly. "I feel the same way! I'm so curious about who I'll end up with. I have a feeling it's gonna be someone interesting."
Ryuko nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, I've been thinking the same. It's like the calm before the storm."
Ida, ever the energetic one, added, "I'm excited too! My brother was always thrilled about this part of hero training."
Keigo raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "You have a brother?"
Ida nodded proudly. "Yes, his name is Tenya Iida. He's eight years old now, and he looks up to me a lot."
Itachi smiled softly at this. "I also have a sister who's around the same age. She's eight too."
Rumi grinned and asked, "Your sister must be really cute."
Keigo chuckled. "Oh, she's adorable. I last saw her when we all went to the amusement park with Fuyumi."
Itachi nodded thoughtfully. "I wonder how she's doing."
Keigo nodded back. "Yeah, I hope she's doing well too."
Rumi suddenly perked up, curious. "Wait, who's Fuyumi?"
Keigo responded, his tone casual. "Fuyumi Todoroki, our friend from middle school."
Ryuko's eyes widened. "Todoroki? As in the No. 2 hero's family?"
Itachi nodded. "Yeah, she's his daughter."
Yu's jaw dropped a bit. "Wow… So, have you met him?"
Both Itachi and Keigo shook their heads. "No," Keigo replied, his face momentarily clouded with sadness. "Let's not talk about that."
The mood shifted slightly, noticing the tension, and quickly changed the subject. "I want to work under Endeavor."
Keigo nodded. "Yeah, he'd be great for fire quirk users."
Itachi added, "I heard he only takes those with fire-related quirks, though."
Just as the conversation picked up again, Aizawa entered the room, his presence immediately commanding attention. "Settle down, everyone," he said in his usual monotone voice.
The students quickly fell silent, waiting for his next instruction.
"There are numerous requests coming from heroes for your internships," Aizawa began, glancing at the papers in his hand. "I will give each of you a list of agencies. You'll need to choose where you want to intern by the end of today. You have four hours to make your decision, so choose carefully."
The class nodded in understanding, and Aizawa began handing out the papers, each one tailored to the student's quirk and potential.
As he approached Itachi, he handed him three sheets of paper. "Three pages for recommendations," Aizawa commented with a nod of approval.
Keigo received two papers, while most of the others only had one. Some students were visibly disappointed, but they all respected Aizawa's words.
"Now, go ahead and review your options. Write your chosen agency at the bottom of your sheet and turn it in when you're ready," Aizawa instructed before heading back to his desk.
Itachi glanced down at his papers, scanning the names of the agencies that had shown interest in him.
As Itachi glanced at the list of agencies, a few notable names caught his attention—Nighteye Agency, Might Tower, and Evandor's agency. He thought for a moment, My quirk doesn't relate to fire, before continuing down the list. There were other well-known ones like Fourth Kind Agency, Genius Office, and Uwabami Production, but none of them felt quite right.
When he reached the bottom of the list, his eyes stopped at a name that made him smile: Nagant Agency. Without any hesitation, Itachi picked up his pen and wrote it down. He smiled to himself, confident in his choice.
As he stood up and walked toward Aizawa, his classmates noticed how quickly he had made his decision. Keigo smirked knowingly, thinking, I know why he picked that one.
When Itachi handed the sheet to Aizawa, the teacher raised an eyebrow. "Already? Pretty quick decision." He glanced at the agency name and his expression softened in mild surprise. "Nagant Agency... Are you sure? There are plenty of other strong options here."
Itachi nodded calmly. "I know. But this is the one I want."
Aizawa studied him for a moment before sighing and accepting the sheet. "Alright. If that's what you want, then I won't stop you."
Itachi gave a respectful nod and walked back to his seat, where Keigo still had that smirk on his face. Keigo's eyes followed him, amused, clearly understanding Itachi's choice.
Two days later, Itachi stood outside his dorm, dressed in his hero costume—a long, flowing black cloak adorned with bright red clouds outlined in white, with the Uchiha symbol proudly displayed on the back. The cloak's wide sleeves allowed for free movement, and it reached down to his ankles, giving him a commanding and ominous presence. Around his neck hung a red locket, one that held personal significance to him. He touched it gently, a rare smile gracing his lips as memories filled his mind.
He began his walk toward Nagant Agency, feeling a sense of calm but also anticipation for what lay ahead. As he approached the building where Kaina had established her agency, a sense of pride swelled in him. She's come so far... he thought.
As Itachi approached the building, he noticed it was a well-maintained three-story structure, freshly painted with a sleek and modern look. The agency's name, Nagant, was displayed in bold purple letters on the sign above the entrance. Itachi couldn't help but smile at how far Kaina had come, building her own agency from the ground up.
Just as he reached for the door, it suddenly swung open, and there she stood—Kaina, in her hero costume. Her outfit emphasized her sleek, agile form, and her face lit up when she saw him. "Welcome, Itachi," she said, her voice warm but slightly flustered.
As Itachi stepped inside, Kaina took a quick glance at his outfit, her eyes lingering a moment longer than she intended. His flowing black cloak with the red clouds and Uchiha symbol gave him an imposing yet captivating presence. She couldn't help the blush that crept up her cheeks. He looks... incredible, she thought to herself, but quickly composed herself.
"I-I like your hero outfit, Itachi," she stammered, feeling her face heat up. "It really suits you. Makes you... stand out." She smiled nervously, trying to steer the conversation back to business. "Let me show you around."
Kaina led him through the agency, showing him the different rooms and explaining the layout. "It's not as big as some of the other agencies," she admitted, "but I want it to feel welcoming. Like... like our home." Realizing how her words might have sounded, she blushed even harder and quickly added, "I-I mean, make yourself at home! That's what I meant! Don't get any weird thoughts!" She fidgeted, embarrassed by her own words.
Itachi, with a small blush of his own, nodded calmly. "I understand," he replied, his tone gentle.
After the tour, Kaina took a deep breath, trying to regain her composure. "Alright, now that you've seen everything, it's time for our hero work. Are you ready?"
Itachi gave her a reassuring smile. "Always."
She nodded, her blush fading as she smiled back. "Good. Let's go." Together, they stepped out of the agency, ready for the day's mission as partners.
As Itachi and Kaina walked down the street, people couldn't help but turn their heads to look at Itachi. His dark cloak, adorned with the red clouds of the Uchiha clan, made him stand out. He carried an air of mystery and power, his presence captivating everyone around him. Kaina noticed the stares but didn't seem bothered, instead focusing on their conversation.
"How is everyone?" she asked, glancing at him.
Itachi smiled softly. "They're doing well. Everyone's fine. How about you?"
Kaina smiled back. "I'm doing fine, too. Actually, some of the agencies have recommended me for the Hero Public Safety Commission. In a few months, when I turn 18, I'll be working with them."
Itachi nodded, impressed. "That's great to hear. You'll do well."
As they continued walking, their conversation was interrupted by a tense scene up ahead. A man stood in the street, holding a knife, and in front of him was a woman with green hair, clutching a young child who shared her hair color. The man appeared to be some kind of hybrid, his skin covered in dark, scaly patches resembling that of a reptile. His elongated jaw and sharp teeth gave him a menacing, predatory look. His fingernails were claw-like, and his grin sent a shiver down the spine of anyone who saw him.
Itachi quickly assessed the situation, his eyes narrowing. A chimera, he thought, recognizing the traits.
Before he could act, Kaina moved swiftly. Her sniper ability activated from her elbow, and in an instant, she fired a precise shot that hit the man directly in the hand. He let out a pained yell, dropping the knife as he whipped around, trying to locate the source of the shot.
"Who the hell—" he began, but his words trailed off as he saw Kaina standing there, her purple skin and hero uniform making her look both powerful and intimidating. He grinned, thinking he could fight back, but his eyes immediately caught Itachi's.
In an instant, the man's world shifted. He found himself in a dark, oppressive room. Multiple versions of Itachi surrounded him, their blades drawn. Each one sliced at him bit by bit, cutting into his flesh. The man screamed in agony, thrashing as the illusion overwhelmed him.
The fear and pain were too much to bear. His mind broke under the weight of the genjutsu, and within moments, he lost consciousness, collapsing to the ground, completely knocked out.
Kaina lowered her weapon and looked at Itachi, slightly surprised but also impressed. "I didn't even see you use your Sharingan," she remarked, her tone admiring.
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Kaina smirked, then walked over to check on the woman and child. "Are you alright?" she asked, her voice calm and reassuring.
The woman, still shaken, nodded gratefully. "Yes, thank you! Thank you both so much!"
i turned toward the child, he noticed the boy's eyes shining with excitement, practically stars in his gaze. The boy beamed up at him and exclaimed, "You're from the Sports Festival, right?!"
Itachi smiled softly and nodded. "Yes, that's right."
The boy's excitement only grew as he bounced on his feet. "Your fight was so cool! You know, I became a huge fan of yours after that!"
Itachi's expression remained calm, though a faint warmth appeared in his eyes. "Thank you," he said kindly. "What's your name?"
The boy grinned from ear to ear. "I'm Izuku Midoriya!"
Kaina, standing beside Itachi, couldn't help but smile as she watched the interaction, though she felt a slight blush creeping onto her face. Izuku's energy was infectious, and it lightened the moment.
Suddenly, Izuku turned toward her, his eyes lighting up once again as recognition dawned on him. "Wait! You're Lady Nagant, right? Your quirk is Sniper!"
Kaina raised an eyebrow, surprised but amused by his enthusiasm. With a small smile, she nodded. "Yes, that's me. You know about my quirk?"
Izuku nodded vigorously, his excitement bubbling over. "I love learning about heroes! I write everything I know about them in my notebook!"
Kaina's heart softened at his innocence and passion. "That's impressive," she said warmly. "Thank you for following my work."
At that moment, Izuku's mother, her face filled with relief, approached them and bowed slightly. "Thank you for saving us... again," she said, her voice filled with gratitude.
Itachi, ever composed, nodded respectfully. "Just be careful."
She smiled and nodded, taking Izuku's hand as they made their way down the street. Izuku waved goodbye, still brimming with excitement.
As the two walked off, Kaina glanced after them, a rare softness in her expression. "It feels nice... seeing fans like that," she murmured, more to herself than to Itachi.
Itachi, quiet as ever, gave a small nod but said nothing in return. His presence was steady, a calming force beside her.
Kaina turned to him, her smile widening. "Let's get this guy turned over to the authorities," she said, motioning to the unconscious chimera villain sprawled on the ground.
After securing the unconscious chimera, Kaina and Itachi handed him over to the police. The officers quickly restrained the villain and took statements from both heroes, expressing their gratitude for the swift and efficient takedown.
"Thanks for your help. This guy has been causing trouble for a while," one of the officers said, shaking their hands.
Itachi simply nodded, his usual calm demeanor in place. "Just doing our job."
Kaina smiled at the officer. "Make sure he doesn't cause any more trouble," she added before turning back to Itachi. "Ready to finish our patrol?"
Itachi gave a small nod. "Let's continue."
They spent the rest of the day patrolling the city streets, keeping an eye out for any suspicious activity. It was mostly quiet after that encounter, and by the time evening came, they had wrapped up their patrol and returned to Kaina's agency.
The two of them walked into the building, their footsteps echoing in the quiet hallways. The sun was beginning to set, casting a warm orange glow through the windows. Kaina stretched her arms and smiled. "Good work today," she said, her voice light. "You handled that villain effortlessly."
"Likewise," Itachi replied, his expression calm but appreciative.
Kaina smiled at him and walked toward the kitchen area. "Want some coffee? You deserve it after today."
Itachi nodded. "That sounds good."
She quickly made two cups of coffee and handed one to Itachi. He took it with a small smile and sipped it slowly. The rich, warm flavor of the coffee spread through him, and he looked at her. "This is good."
Kaina, who had been watching him nervously, blushed slightly at his compliment. She tried to brush it off with a laugh. "It's just coffee. Nothing special."
Itachi met her eyes, his expression genuine. "No, really. It's good," he said softly, a rare hint of warmth in his voice.
Kaina felt her heart skip a beat as her blush deepened. She averted her gaze, taking a sip of her own coffee to hide the smile that tugged at her lips. Why does he have to be so effortlessly charming? she thought to herself.
"Well, I'm glad you like it," she replied, her voice a little quieter than usual.
For a moment, there was a comfortable silence between them. The soft sound of the city outside and the warmth of the coffee created a peaceful atmosphere.
Kaina glanced at Itachi, still feeling her cheeks warm. "You know, I'm glad you chose my agency. It feels nice having you here."
Itachi looked at her, his expression as calm and composed as ever. "I feel the same. It's… comfortable here."
That simple statement, combined with his steady gaze, made Kaina's heart flutter again. She quickly looked away, pretending to focus on her coffee, but the warmth of his words lingered in the air between them.
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Kaina and Itachi were on patrol, walking side by side through the quiet streets. As they moved, Kaina couldn't help but glance at him occasionally, her thoughts drifting. The moonlight highlighted the calm, almost ethereal aura surrounding him, and the way he carried himself made her wonder what lay beneath that composed exterior. As they walked in silence, she finally spoke up, curiosity tugging at her.
"Your outfit…" she began, stealing a glance at his cloak. "It's really unique. Most people wear skin-tight suits, but yours is loose… it suits you, though," she added, her cheeks flushing slightly at the compliment.
Itachi smiled softly and nodded. "Thank you. It's very comfortable," he said, glancing down at the black cloak with its red clouds. "It also helps hide my movements."
Kaina nodded, a small smile playing on her lips as she looked forward again. "I get it… stealth and efficiency."
Their conversation was cut short when Itachi's eyes narrowed. Ahead, he saw a few suspicious men slipping into a store. Without a word, his entire demeanor shifted. "Kaina," he murmured, his voice low. "Did you see them?"
Kaina's voice became serious as she responded. "Yes, I noticed." Her gaze sharpened as she caught sight of the men. "Don't use your quirk, Itachi," she advised quickly.
He nodded. "Don't worry."
As they approached the store quietly, Itachi's senses remained alert. Inside, they could hear the commotion. Three men stood in front of the counter, guns aimed at the terrified shopkeeper.
"Give me all the money! If you don't, you're dead! Did you hear me?!" one of the robbers shouted, his voice dripping with malice. The shopkeeper, shaking with fear, subtly reached for the alarm hidden beneath the counter. But before he could press it, one of the robbers noticed and slammed his gun against the man's face, sending him reeling back.
"I told you not to act smart," the robber sneered, raising his gun to finish the job. "Now you're finished—"
Before he could pull the trigger, a bullet from Kaina's sniper quirk whizzed through the air, striking his hand with precision. The gun clattered to the floor as he howled in pain.
The robbers turned, eyes wide, only to see Kaina standing at the doorway, her sniper aimed directly at them. "Lower your weapons, now," she demanded, her voice cold and commanding.
Beside her, Itachi stood still, his intense gaze fixed on the criminals, radiating a quiet yet terrifying power.
One of the robbers, clutching his injured hand, smirked despite the pain. "You think I'm scared of you? I've got a semi-automatic gun," he snarled, leveling his weapon at them. "Both of you are dead!"
As the men prepared to fire, Itachi moved in a blur of speed, throwing kunai with deadly accuracy. The blades struck their hands, forcing them to drop their weapons with pained cries. They screamed, clutching their injuries as fear overtook their earlier bravado.
Kaina and Itachi moved in, their presence overwhelming. The men, now trembling, could do nothing but stare in terror as the two heroes towered over them. Kaina glanced at the shopkeeper, who was still visibly shaken but alive. Her eyes fell on some ropes behind the counter, and without hesitation, she grabbed them and swiftly bound the robbers together.
As the police and other heroes arrived on the scene, Kaina handed the criminals over with a sense of satisfaction. She turned to Itachi, her expression a mix of pride and relief. The day had been a success, and they had worked together seamlessly.
Itachi, as always, remained quiet, but there was a subtle nod of acknowledgment between them—an unspoken understanding that they made a formidable team.
As the police arrived and took control of the scene, one particular hero made his way into the store—Best Jeanist. His sharp eyes landed on Itachi, and after a moment of observation, recognition sparked in his expression.
"I've seen that face before…" Best Jeanist murmured, before his eyes widened slightly. "Are you… Itachi Yaoyorozu?"
Itachi, with his usual calm, nodded. "Yes, I am."
Best Jeanist's gaze lingered on him for a moment longer, taking in the sight of Lady Nagant standing beside him. "So, you've chosen her agency, huh?" he said, his tone warm but filled with a sense of nostalgia.
Itachi glanced at Kaina, who was staring at the symbol on the back of his cloak, clearly lost in thought. Turning back to Best Jeanist, he simply nodded again. "Yes."
The veteran hero smiled, a soft and knowing expression crossing his face. "You've grown a lot, Itachi. It's good to see you."
Itachi met his gaze, his eyes reflecting a quiet strength. "Thank you."
Kaina, still processing everything, stepped forward then, her face lighting up with a mix of awe and excitement. "You're Best Jeanist… I can't believe I'm actually seeing you here," she said, her voice carrying a hint of admiration.
Best Jeanist smiled graciously. "You've done good work, Lady Nagant. And it seems you've got a very capable comrade in Yaoyorozu." He glanced back at Itachi, giving him a respectful nod.
Kaina's face flushed slightly at the praise, and she smiled softly. "Yes, I do."
Best Jeanist's eyes flickered toward the red locket around Itachi's neck, and his smile faltered for a moment, replaced by a sympathetic expression. "I'm sorry, Yaoyorozu… for what happened. If I had been there in time, maybe I could have—"
Before he could finish, Itachi interrupted him, his voice steady but laced with quiet sadness. "It's okay. It wasn't your fault."
Kaina, watching the exchange, could sense the underlying emotions between them—regret, sorrow, and an understanding that only those who had experienced loss could share. She chose to stay silent, sensing that this was not a moment for words.
After a brief silence, Itachi turned to Kaina. "We should go."
Kaina, still caught in the emotions of the moment, nodded. "Yes, let's head back."
Best Jeanist gave them a final nod. "Thank you for your help today."
Kaina smiled softly and nodded in return, while Itachi, as composed as ever, stepped forward to leave. Kaina followed close behind him, glancing once more at Best Jeanist as they exited, her thoughts lingering on the quiet sadness she had witnessed between the two men.
As they walked away from the scene, the weight of the conversation settled between them, though neither spoke. They continued on in silence, the night around them calm but filled with the unspoken connection they shared.
As the patrolling came to an end, Itachi turned to Kaina and said, "I'll be leaving now."
Kaina raised an eyebrow, curiosity in her voice as she asked, "Where are you going?"
"Home," Itachi replied simply, his tone neutral as always.
Kaina blinked, then chuckled lightly. "I think you forgot something… Interns stay at the agency for a month. You're supposed to live here during that time."
Itachi paused for a moment, remembering the rules. "I know," he admitted, then added with a sigh, "but I don't have any spare clothes with me."
Kaina smirked playfully, "You can call home for that, you know."
He sighed again, considering. "Are you sure?"
She nodded confidently. "I've already arranged a room for you in the agency," she said, trying to sound casual, though there was a hint of excitement behind her words. "It's ready, so no need to worry about anything else."
Itachi smiled faintly, appreciating her efforts. "Okay… thank you."
Then, a thought crossed his mind. "What about you?" he asked, expecting her to head home for the night.
To his surprise, Kaina blushed slightly and replied, "I'll be staying too."
Itachi froze for a moment, taken aback by her response. "What?"
Her blush deepened, and she quickly turned her face away, clearly embarrassed. "Yes… I'll stay here too," she repeated, her voice wavering as her emotions got the better of her.
The realization that they'd both be staying in the same building for the next month hit Itachi, and he tried to keep his composure, though he could feel a slight blush creeping up his cheeks as well. Kaina, on the other hand, was doing her best to hide her face as her mind raced, imagining the two of them under the same roof.
"It's no big deal," she stammered, her words coming out in a rush. "I-I mean, you can call it home if you want, for the next month… I-I'll stay here to make sure everything goes smoothly."
Itachi let out a soft sigh, knowing that Kaina was clearly flustered but trying her best to remain professional. His own calm demeanor faltered just slightly as he reached for his phone, the tension between them lingering in the air.
"If you don't mind, I'll call home… for my clothes," he said, his voice steady despite the slight flush in his cheeks.
Kaina, still blushing furiously, nodded. "Y-Yes, of course… Go ahead."
As he made the call, Kaina stood nearby, her thoughts swirling with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. She couldn't help but wonder what the next month would bring, and the idea of being in such close quarters with Itachi only fueled her emotions further.
Meanwhile, Itachi kept his focus on the call
As Itachi dialed home, the phone rang for a few seconds before his mother's familiar voice came through.
"Hello, Itachi dear! How's everything going?"
"Mother," Itachi responded, his voice as calm as ever. "I need you to send me some clothes. I'll be staying at the agency for a month during my internship."
There was a pause on the other end before his mother let out a dramatic gasp. "What? A whole month?" she exclaimed, a hint of playful exaggeration in her voice. "How can I live without my baby for that long?"
Itachi's expression softened, a small smile tugging at his lips. His mother's playful antics were something he had grown accustomed to, but they never failed to amuse him.
"Mother, I'll be fine," he reassured her.
His mother, ignoring his calm tone, continued in a teasing manner. "But who will remind you to change into clean clothes? And don't forget to wash your underwear properly! You're such a busy hero now, but that doesn't mean you can skip out on the basics!"
Itachi sighed lightly, knowing this was part of her usual routine whenever he left home for an extended period. "I'll manage, Mother."
"Oh, and what about food? Are you eating enough? You know how important it is to stay healthy and strong, especially during training!"
"Yes, Mother."
She paused for a moment before adding, in a more serious tone, "I'll send your clothes right away. But remember, Itachi... if you do something... you know, please use pro—"
"Okay, thanks, Mother" Itachi said quickly, cutting her off mid-sentence and ending the call before she could finish. His cheeks were slightly flushed as he put his phone away.
Kaina, who had been standing just a few feet away, had heard every word of the conversation. Her face turned a deep shade of red at the last comment, especially the part about using protection. She blinked, trying to suppress a giggle but failing miserably. Her eyes widened as she processed it.
"Pro…?" she stammered, looking away to avoid eye contact. Her heart raced, and her blush deepened as the implication of Itachi's mother's words sank in. "Wow, um… your mom is… really something," she mumbled, clearly flustered.
Itachi cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure. "She just worries too much," he said, brushing it off.
Kaina nodded, still blushing but with a small smile on her face. "Yeah, I… can see that. But… I mean, it's sweet she cares so much," she added, trying to ease the awkwardness between them.
Itachi gave her a small smile in return. "Yeah, she is... something."
The two stood there for a moment in an awkward but oddly comfortable silence, the tension from the phone call lingering, but the warmth of the moment making it a little easier to bear.
As they sat in the quiet agency room, Kaina hesitated before speaking up, her voice soft but curious. "So, I want to ask you something if you don't mind…"
Itachi, sensing the weight behind her words, sighed slightly. "You mean the moment with Best Jeanist," he said, meeting her gaze with calm eyes that held a trace of sadness.
She nodded slowly, studying his expression. His face was composed, as usual, but there was a deep sorrow behind his eyes. "If you don't want to talk about it, it's okay…" Kaina offered gently, feeling her heart ache at seeing him like this.
Itachi shook his head. "No, it's okay. You're my friend, so… it's fine." He paused, collecting his thoughts before speaking again. "He was talking about someone important. Not a maid, really. She was a part of my family. Her name was Erika... she was about 33 or 34 when it happened." His voice was steady, but there was a heaviness to it.
Kaina listened intently, her heart tightening as she watched the subtle shift in his demeanor. "What happened?" she asked quietly, sensing this was painful for him to relive.
"We were at the hospital for Momo's quirk test," Itachi explained, his voice growing quieter. "Erika had gone out to buy me a birthday present. But as she was coming back to the mansion... some thugs approached her. They shot her... in the chest." His eyes darkened with the memory, the sadness in them deepening.
Kaina's breath caught, her eyes widening with shock. "That's... horrible…" she whispered, feeling a lump in her throat. She could see how much Erika had meant to him.
Itachi unclasped the locket around his neck and held it out to her. "This… is the last thing I have from her," he said softly, his fingers brushing over the surface of the locket.
Kaina took a closer look at the locket, noticing the intricate design that bore a resemblance to his Sharingan. She blinked, her heart heavy. "It's similar to your eyes…" she murmured.
Itachi gave her a sad smile. "Yes… it was a gift. Something she thought would suit me."
Kaina's heart ached for him, seeing the depth of his loss. She didn't know how to comfort him fully, but she wanted to ease the tension somehow. "Itachi… I'm really sorry," she said, her voice full of compassion.
Itachi nodded silently, appreciating her empathy.
Kaina felt a slight ache in her chest as the earlier conversation lingered, so she decided to shift the mood. With a soft smile, she asked, "What would you like to eat? I was thinking... I could cook something for you."
Itachi looked at her with a gentle expression, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "That sounds nice. I'd be happy to help."
Kaina quickly waved her hands, her cheeks reddening slightly. "No, no! You don't have to help. I want to cook for you."
Itachi chuckled softly, his eyes warm. "I insist. We can cook together."
Kaina's blush deepened, but she smiled. "Alright, if you say so."
They both made their way to the kitchen, and Kaina opened the fridge, staring at the chicken breasts inside. As she stood there, her mind raced. She had offered to cook, but truth be told, she wasn't exactly skilled in the kitchen.
"I said I'd cook, but... I don't really know how to," Kaina thought sheepishly, turning toward Itachi with an embarrassed look.
Itachi, observing her hesitation, smiled gently. "So, you don't know how to cook?"
Kaina flinched, her face turning even redder. She lowered her gaze, feeling a bit exposed. "Yeah... cooking isn't really my thing," she muttered.
Sensing her discomfort, Itachi kept his tone light. "You don't need to worry about that."
Kaina perked up, her blush still present. "I can just order something instead, how about that?"
But Itachi shook his head with a calm smile. "That won't be necessary."
He then glanced toward the apron hanging on the wall and grabbed it, slipping it on with practiced ease. "I'll cook. You just sit back and relax."
Kaina's eyes widened in surprise. "Are you sure?"
With a reassuring smile, Itachi nodded. "Yes. I've got this."
Reluctantly, she took a seat at the kitchen counter, her gaze never leaving him. "Alright," she said, her voice tinged with a mix of admiration and curiosity. "I'll be the judge then."
Itachi's smile grew slightly, amused by her words. "Deal."
Itachi began preparing the meal with a sense of purpose, his movements calm and efficient as he took out two chicken breasts. Kaina stood beside him, her eyes following each of his steps with growing admiration. She watched him place flour, eggs, and Panko breadcrumbs in three shallow bowls, whisking the eggs with a bit of water. When he sliced the chicken breasts into four pieces, turning them into cutlets, Kaina couldn't help but smile softly. He's really good at this, she thought, her heart fluttering as she realized how dependable he was.
As Itachi dredged each cutlet in flour, then egg, and finally Panko, Kaina noticed the care he took with each step. He pressed the breadcrumbs onto any spots that weren't fully coated, making sure each cutlet was evenly covered before setting them aside. She found herself leaning against the counter, watching him work with a slight blush on her cheeks. He's not just skilled, he's... perfect, she mused, her thoughts wandering as she glanced at him.
Itachi heated some vegetable oil in a large skillet over medium heat. When the oil was hot, he carefully lowered two of the cutlets into the pan, positioning them so no oil would splash near Kaina. He gently shook the pan, ensuring the oil rolled over the tops of the cutlets. Kaina couldn't help but admire the way he moved, his concentration unwavering. He's so capable, she thought, her blush deepening. She felt her heart race a little faster, something she had never felt before.
While Itachi focused on frying the cutlets, he noticed Kaina watching him closely. He glanced at her with a soft smile. "Is there anything else I can make? Like rice?" he asked, his tone casual yet kind.
Kaina blinked, snapping out of her thoughts, her face feeling warm. "Oh, yeah. Look behind you; there's a rice cooker. It's easy to use," she replied quickly, trying to sound composed.
As Itachi turned to inspect the rice cooker, Kaina added, "Actually, I'll handle it."
He smiled at her offer. "Are you sure? I can manage."
Kaina quickly shook her head, her blush deepening. "No, no! I insist," she said, almost too quickly. She couldn't let him do everything. Besides, she needed to clear her mind from the thoughts swirling around her.
Itachi nodded, accepting her offer, and turned back to the cutlets. Kaina busied herself with measuring the rice and water, setting the timer on the cooker. As she worked, she couldn't stop sneaking glances at him. His calm, steady presence was magnetic. She tried to focus, but her thoughts betrayed her—He's so thoughtful, so capable... How is he like this?
When the rice cooker beeped, signaling it was done, Kaina let out a small breath of relief, as if the sound had broken the tension in her chest. "Rice is ready!" she said, trying to sound cheerful.
Itachi glanced at the rice, nodding approvingly. "It looks perfect. Thanks for handling that," he said with genuine appreciation.
Kaina chuckled, though her heart was pounding. "You can thank me later when you taste it," she teased lightly, trying to mask the feelings that were growing stronger by the minute.
Itachi plated the rice alongside the crispy, golden cutlets, drizzling a light sauce over each piece with the same care he'd put into cooking them. He brought everything to the dining table, while Kaina carried the plates. As they sat down, she inhaled deeply, the delicious aroma filling the room.
"It smells amazing," Kaina said softly, though her heart was hammering louder than ever.
As they started eating, Kaina couldn't help but glance at Itachi, who was calm and composed as always, savoring the meal. But for her, it wasn't just the food that filled her with warmth—it was being near him, sharing this simple yet intimate moment. Her gaze lingered on him longer than usual, and she felt a flutter in her chest.
He's everything, she thought. Perfect... caring, strong, kind. She lowered her eyes to her plate, trying to calm the storm of emotions within her. But there was no denying it any longer. It was more than admiration, more than a crush.
I'm in love with Itachi... she admitted to herself, her heart swelling with a mix of joy and fear.
After they finished eating, Kaina leaned back in her chair, a small smile on her face. "I think you should rest," she said gently. "Tomorrow, we have more hero work to do."
Itachi nodded with a calm smile. "Yes, you're right," he replied, appreciating her concern.
Kaina stood up and motioned toward the hallway. "Come on, I'll show you to your room."
Just as they were about to leave the kitchen, the doorbell rang. Itachi paused. "I think my clothes have arrived."
He walked to the door and opened it to find his driver standing there with a bag of neatly folded clothes. Itachi took the bag with a polite smile. "Thank you," he said, to which the driver nodded with a smile of his own before heading back.
Kaina, standing by the hallway, grinned. "Great timing. Now I'll show you your room."
They walked down the corridor to a modest yet cozy room. A simple bed sat by the window, a desk and a small cupboard nearby. The blue mat on the floor added a soft touch to the space. Kaina gestured toward it. "It's simple, but it should be comfortable."
Itachi stepped inside, setting his bag on the floor. He smiled warmly, looking around. "It's perfect. Thank you."
He sat down on the bed, testing the comfort. Kaina lingered by the door, her heart racing for reasons she couldn't explain. Unwillingly, she said, "Ah, I'll go to my room now…"
Itachi glanced up, noticing her slight hesitation. "Okay," he replied, his voice gentle.
Kaina took a breath, her voice soft as she added, "If you need anything… the room across from you is mine. You can knock if you want."
Itachi nodded, his expression calm and reassuring. "I will. Good night, Kaina."
"Good night," she whispered with a shy smile before closing the door behind her.
Alone in the room, Itachi took a deep breath, looking around once more. The space was quiet, peaceful. He smiled to himself, appreciating the simple comfort. It's not too bad, he thought, feeling a rare sense of ease.
He opened his bag, pulling out the fresh clothes his driver had brought. After changing, he lay down on the bed, the cool fabric of the sheets relaxing him. As he stared up at the ceiling, his thoughts drifted to the events of the day, but one thought lingered more than the rest—Kaina. Her shy smiles, the way she tried to hide her blush, her concern for him.
A soft smile formed on his lips as he closed his eyes, letting sleep slowly take over. Kaina... he thought, the warmth in his chest growing as he drifted off into a peaceful slumber.
Kaina lay in her bed, her face buried in her pillow as her mind raced. Her heart was pounding, and she could barely control the flood of emotions rushing through her. Itachi... His name echoed in her thoughts. Every time she tried to push it away, it came back stronger.
She rolled over, hugging her pillow tighter as she whispered to herself, "I'm in love... I'm in love with him..." It was a realization she had tried to ignore, but now it felt undeniable. She replayed the moments they spent together in her head—the way he smiled at her, his calm demeanor, the care in his eyes.
Many people have tried to get close to me, she thought, remembering all the offers she had rejected in the past. Men who admired her strength, her beauty, her skills as a hero. But none of them had made her feel like this. None of them made her heart race the way Itachi did.
But why now? she wondered. A mixture of happiness and fear swirled inside her. The joy of realizing her feelings was quickly overshadowed by a growing dread. What if he doesn't feel the same way?
Her thoughts spiraled. What if he rejects me? What if... he doesn't love me back? The fear gripped her tightly, making her stomach twist. She had never been so vulnerable, so uncertain. She had always been strong, confident in her abilities as a hero, but when it came to her feelings for Itachi, she felt exposed, like a part of her heart was laid bare.
Kaina pressed her face deeper into the pillow, trying to shake off the fear. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stop thinking about him. His gentle smile, the way he spoke to her, his kindness. He's perfect, she thought, her heart aching with longing.
She sighed, closing her eyes and trying to calm her racing thoughts. I'm in love with Itachi... The truth of it echoed in her mind, and despite the fear, there was also a flicker of hope. A part of her believed that maybe, just maybe, Itachi might feel the same.
Kaina lay there, her heart still pounding as her thoughts swirled. She knew she couldn't keep this inside forever. I have to tell him... I have to convey my feelings to him, she decided. The more she thought about Itachi, the more determined she became. There was no turning back now.
At the end of the internship, she told herself. I will say it. I'll tell him how I feel.
Her mind played out the moment—standing in front of Itachi, looking into his eyes, and confessing everything. The thought filled her with both excitement and dread. I don't know the outcome… and I don't care, she reassured herself. I love him... That truth burned brighter than any fear she had.
Even if Itachi rejected her, even if he didn't feel the same, it didn't change how she felt. Even if he doesn't love me back... I'll still love him. I'll always love him.
A sad smile spread across her face at the thought. She knew the risk, the possibility of heartache, but in this moment, it didn't matter. What mattered was that her feelings were real, and she had to be true to them, no matter the outcome.
With her heart full of emotion and her mind finally at peace with her decision, Kaina felt the weight lift from her chest. The fear was still there, lingering in the background, but it no longer controlled her. She sighed softly, her body finally relaxing as the thoughts slowed.
With one last look at the ceiling, she whispered, "I'll tell him…" and then, slowly, she drifted into sleep, her thoughts of Itachi carrying her into a dream.
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