Nikushimi

"Hooo, Itachi-san..." Kisame sneered with amusement, staring at the poster depicting the contestants for each match, "It seems your opponent is a woman. And a rather interesting specimen she is. Doesn't look like much, but there's something about her eyes..."

The Uchiha didn't say a word. Rather, he stared blankly up at his name and that of his opponent before making a slight turn of his head. That's all it took, for his soon-to-be adversary was nearby. True to Kisame's description, she was not physically intimidating. However, equally true, her appearance seemed to bely something else, something that made itself known only in the subtle glimmer of her eyes. Itachi fixed on them with his own, his face becomming a blank slate, as it often did while he was thinking.

"...Interesting..."

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