“Hey, Itachi, are you a eunuch?”
It was a simple question. He really did not want to answer though, simply because of the sheer idiocy of the question. Why should he have to answer anyway? It wasn’t important and therefore wasn’t worth wasting air on.
“Well are you?” She questioned once more.
His black eyes did not stray from the path in front of him to glance at the girl traveling with him. She pouted at the lack of response she received from the man, thinking over reasons as to why he wouldn’t answer her rather innocently rude question.
She came to a conclusion and nearly gasped aloud at the possibility.
COULD ITACHI ACTUALLY BE ASHAMED OF HIS ANSWER?!
…Nah, he doesn’t have feelings.
Unable to give up without one last attempt, she asked, “Itachi, are you a eunuch?”
This time he stopped and faced her fully, blank onyx eyes staring straight into her own. She waited with bated breath for his answer. “That would be none of your concern.”
He continued unhurried and unhindered on his way and she face-faulted.
