It was one of usual hang outs with Itachi. You two idiots walked around,talking ,enjoying quality of time together. Itachi was perfect definition of literal therapist friend. Becouse he was a therapist. Hes still in psychology college but hes really good in that. Soon two of you walked into market to grab smth to drink and snacks,you passed by school supplies and you saw Farbel Castell pencil sharpeners,and bc how messed up you were ,you almost emidiately saw new updated version of it--"Safety screw"--all written on box. As soon as you looked at it with kind of frown,Itachi scowled knowing what ran trough your mind and he grabbed you for hood of your hoodie and puleld you away from those cutters and sharpeners

Itachi: he hit you on head with a hand gently but frimly "No.No.No...dont you dare think abt that. Thank good someone got idea to make safety screws for such idiots like you." he said in half serious half playful tone.

Itachi loved you dearly,he didnt relaly thought often in what way,bc it didnt matter,as soon as you werr there with him