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feelgoodmods (feelgoodmods) wrote, @ 2009-06-03 14:25:00

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Izuna Uchiha [Part 08] uchihaitachi 2009-11-04 12:30 am UTC (link)

Family... lets not talk about that. In record time, he can change from a professional visage to a bashful, whimpering girl within a few words. Mostly his brother's influence. Madara's own terms of affection involved picking on him, pointing out flaws, doing whatever possible just to get him to react to it. It's not exactly bullying per say, just a different show of affection that most people would be used to. And Izuna plays into it every time. It does frustrate him at times, mainly because it feels that his brother still treats him like a child. He knows its because he cares. He does fall into the motherly type perfectly when it comes the ones he loves, fussing over every little thing just to make sure that they are safe and protected. He is the type to yell at one when things get out of control and then pull you in for a big hug and tell you that he is sorry for it. That's if he does yell at you, and if he did, it would have to be something that has really pushed him over the edge. He doesn't like placing one person over another, knowing what its like to be treated as the lesser one and takes on the concept that everyone is innocent until proven guilty. Just make sure he doesn't prove that you are or you will face mama's scowl. The one thing to remember is that he is an Uchiha and when with them, you are going to be facing one side or the other of emotional extremes. His side is keeping his feelings locked away, good at twisting suspicion around by manipulating the truth and giving a bit of misdirection. If you ask him directly if anything is the matter, he will tell you no straight away, blame it on something else or just not being read correctly. They are always hard to read, you get that problem with all of them. Sharing information about himself isn't something Izuna likes to do. He is a very private person that likes to keep business and personal apart. The only time that he expresses all of his feelings, emotions, thoughts, is in a journal that is handwritten. Yes like a teenage girl. He has been doing it well back into his childhood years and they are all written in Japanese, also hidden under heavy guarded lock in case they are found. Every family scandal and personal thought is within these books which is dangerous and he knows it. One day he will shred them, burn the scraps and then dump them out at sea so they can never be read. He is just not ready to get rid of them just yet. Other little quirks he has is that he still attends his parents grave four times a year, the other on their anniversary of their passing, on each one of their birthday and on their wedding anniversary. He is short sighted so he needs to wear glasses when he is working. As much as he would like to pass them off as a fashion statement to make him look good, he does unfortunately need them. In his younger years, Izuna was a keen baseball player since his schooling was next to normal. If he really wanted to, he could have tried at a professional level (not that he had any intentions at all) but he wasn't going to have that chance after he tore his ACL. As far as people who cared to ask know, he came down the wrong way after a long jump attempt in sports class but really, he was running to get to a class and was tripped intentionally and it tore when he hopped, skipped and jumped to get his footing back. Almost a year of rehab and surgery to get it in nice happy order again, in the winter time it gets stiff so he likes to make sure of the swimming pool in the building when he is away from home and the masseurs. They aren't as professional as someone he would go to normally but it takes the edge off. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

Izuna Uchiha [Part 09] uchihaitachi 2009-11-04 12:31 am UTC (link)

Sample Post: First Person xx November 2009 This is the last few minutes I spend in Japan, waiting for the plane to taxi out and take off for my 22 hour flight back home. Almost the last few minutes in Japan. There is a stop over at Tokyo for an hour before we leave again, then onto San Fransisco if I wanted to get really technical about it. But I don't. This entry I want to reflect back on my time here and what is waiting for me back home. I'm going to miss Japan in its own way. There is a much friendly environment as a whole and politeness, I had forgotten what it was like to have someone humbly bow at you whenever you meet. I still remember the first time I had to shake hands with a client. Just thought of them going to the bathroom and not washing their hands, then shaking mine was disgusting. Anyway, that aside, I feel that what I have picked up here is going to help aniki more when I get back. Well, almost everything. There are a couple of things that I don't know if I should bring up or not. I think its better just to pretend for the sake of his happiness than to drag up something that could potentially hurt him. Just a couple more minutes until we leave. Maybe I can leave that part behind as well. Going back to America and back to my life, work, family. What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, right? So perhaps I should take this mentality for here as well. What happened in Japan should stay there, buried. The plane is starting to take off and the air hosts are telling us to put our stuff away now so I better finish this off. Aniki, Itachi. I will be home soon. I miss you both so very much and hope nothing has burned down, blown up and so forth. I hope life will be exactly the same when I get back. Maybe I should have called ahead first. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

Izuna Uchiha [Part 10] uchihaitachi 2009-11-04 12:32 am UTC (link)

Third Person Every morning, the same thing. Dragging himself out of the warm bed was one of the hardest things to do, dragging his feet across the floor of his bedroom and into the shower took so much effort. Most of the time in the shower was spend slumped against the wall, finding it too much of an effort to even reach out for the liquid soap and splurt it onto the loofer. What was it they said that caused people to act like this in the morning? Low Blood Pressure? That sounded like a perfect excuse for Izuna, blaming it on that poor excuse instead of just admitting the truth. He was just not a morning person. Dressed. Downstairs. Still not awake. Breakfast should wake him up enough, only that most mornings were spent on the run, grabbing a prepared meal from the cook that could be eaten with one hand, the coffee that his nephew... son... family member had made for him, already prepared in his therma mug. There was no time at all to sit back and just relax, enjoying breakfast is what the unemployed people did. Eating on the run Izuna was accustomed to, juggling the bacon and egg wrap, mug and straw for drinking with ease, and to top it off, his briefcase under the arm to add that extra element of hardness to it. Oh, keys. Car keys. He could have been born into the circus, performing the steadying balance act with eat to get them out, into the door and then start his car up for that drive into work. They had a personal driver that Madara abused, being chauffeured around sounded great, until you fell asleep in the backseat and weren't woken up to go inside the building. Driving was supposed to be a good remedy for the bad at waking up person, stuck in traffic would put anyone on edge from the constant braking and moving forward a couple of feet, maniacs that had the bright idea that they could cut ahead. A wide yawn said otherwise in the case of Izuna, stuck waiting for it to clean up, rubbing his eyes to fight off the daze. One day he was going to wrap his car around a pole just like his brother had done on more than one occasion. That would have been an interesting one to clean up, the amazing stories he would have to come up with to tell the Police on why he had slammed into a light post and continued to sleep against the airbag. Only a few stragglers were around on the ground floor by the time he arrived, the building not yet alive with office workers and those who were, crowded around the cafe to get their own early morning fix. The perfect chance to slip by unnoticed and into the elevator, the button pushed to go up to the top floor where his office awaited him. welcomed by the sounds of complete silence when the doors opened. The voice inside his head whined that he didn't want to go to work today, trying to bribe him with anything and everything to turn right around and go back home. Izuna wasn't going to give into them at all, feeding the brain a bit more coffee while he went to his desk and sat down, greeted by a pile of newspapers and magazines in front of him. The morning treat, scouring the scandal magazines for any gossip on what might have gone down in the night time hours when he couldn't patrol them. Loud sounds of slurping and sucking for that last drop came from the cup that was now empty, trying to distract him from the routine with his call for a refill. He had an assistant that could easily prove themselves to be efficient and adjust to the way his morning worked, but of course what fun would that be? He was going to have to wait until he had scouted out any potential messes to clean up. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

Izuna Uchiha [Part 11 & Done] uchihaitachi 2009-11-04 12:32 am UTC (link)

One after another, he search through. So far everything was quiet on the home front. Not even a drunken disorderly spotted or random paparazzi shots in any of the pages. This was certainly a much different day that he was used to, usually coming to meet with one of the people on payroll on front page or worse, his brother's backside which had happened on more than one occasion. The stack was almost finished and still nothing. This was great. Maybe he would be able to just put his head down on the desk and get a quick nap before everyone else started arriving and... his finger pressed the button on the telephone, picking up the handset ready for the assistant's voicemail. "Make sure they are brought into the office as soon as they walk through the doors," he told the machine in the most professional tone, hanging up straight afterward with a sigh and a slump down in his chair. Goodbye catch up nap. He really wasn't a morning person. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	ACCEPTED!! feelgoodmods 2009-11-04 11:27 am UTC (link)
	In my pants. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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