Title: Moving Target
The priestess was focused. Her grip was secure. The wind was even acknowledging her wish by not blowing around. And her aim would be true this time. With that thought, Kagome let the arrow fly from her bow with a whoosh.
It missed her target by an entire tree-length. She screamed in indignation and considered throwing her bow next time.
"You have horrible aim. Not to mention, your stance leaves you completely open to attack." She almost shot him, scared as she was. Instead, she leveled her patented Glare of Doom at the Uchiha. He wasn't phased. At all.
"I know. That's why I'm practicing. I'm actually better with moving targets," Kagome countered sweetly, giving the Uchiha an evil grin that had him swearing inwardly.
'Note to self... again: Never make this girl angry. It doesn't matter if she looks cute when she's angry... Just don't do it! And stop using the 'c-word', damn it!'
"I refuse to be a pin cushion for your target practice," Itachi replied bravely, watching with sharp eyes as the priestess idly twirled the arrow in her fingers.
"I'm not that bad!" The Uchiha snorted elegantly. Kagome's eye twitched in agitation.
"Not only did you miss the target, but the entire tree as well," he countered, glancing at the scattered arrows, then at the chastised female in boredom.
"Not that it matters, but you think you can do better?" she muttered, glancing at the targets surrounding them.
"Undoubtedly."
"Really... Prove it!" the priestess growled, crossing her arms and waiting for the show. He shrugged in agreement.
'I suppose I can let her in on one little secret.'
If there was anything she found out about Itachi Uchiha that day, it was that he always took up a challenge.
He shifted into his stance and flipped into the air, volleying kunai here and there in an intricate display of showman-ship. When he landed in the middle of the targets a moment later, it was gracefully and without a hair out of place. His injured arm only hurt just slightly. 'I would do well not to open it in front of her, lest she try to fix it again.'
'He just hit fifteen targets within the span of a few seconds,' Kagome thought faintly, glancing at all the targets with a slightly sick feeling in her stomach, 'and they're all bulls-eyes! No fair!'
"Well... You didn't tell me you were a ninja!" The priestess floundered for a foothold, but knew she had lost this argument. Itachi only smirked at her in triumph.
"I didn't think it mattered," he replied smugly.
"... Smug show off."
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