[It might have worked, but Sasuke's eyes aren't his own. Itachi's eyes react in his head without any bidding from his terrified mind, his own Mangekyou flaring to life even as Sasuke skids to a stop and brings up both hands to shield his gaze, a child's response.]
Don't -- !
[There's nothing but humiliating fear in his voice, Sasuke backed up against the railing and nothing in mind but the memory of a Tsukuyomi he's lived before, mother and father falling before the sword of a brother who turns to face him -- slowly, turning from the light, shadows crawling over his features until nothing is left but the luminous crimson of his eyes.]
Don't do this to me --
[And he drops his arms to shout it, panic and pleading, but his eyes respond of their own accord. Black flames blazes up around them with sudden heat, and this isn't a Sasuke who knows how to put them out.]
i'm sorry my tagging pace is so hideous gives you all my firstborns to make up for it
Don't -- !
[There's nothing but humiliating fear in his voice, Sasuke backed up against the railing and nothing in mind but the memory of a Tsukuyomi he's lived before, mother and father falling before the sword of a brother who turns to face him -- slowly, turning from the light, shadows crawling over his features until nothing is left but the luminous crimson of his eyes.]
Don't do this to me --
[And he drops his arms to shout it, panic and pleading, but his eyes respond of their own accord. Black flames blazes up around them with sudden heat, and this isn't a Sasuke who knows how to put them out.]