Ok so I'm going to go for fluffy cute and semi-crack. Like a Pomeranian puppy. Yeah. Enjoy?

Sasuke sat before his older brother with a bored expression, watching the older Uchiha write neatly onto the paper before him. His nose crinkled in distaste as he watch his older brother silently filling in his mission reports one after another.

"Nii-chan~" He whined softly, setting his head on the table and letting his entire body slump as he adjusted himself to see his brother from a new position. Itachi lifted the inked brush from the paper and eyed his little brother with an equally unamused expression. "Go do your homework, Otouto," he said as he once again set himself upon the dwindling pile of mission reports he had left. Sasuke lifted himself off the table to flop down on the tatami mats beneath him in annoyance. "I'm already done! What's taking you so long? You said you'd teach me how to throw multiple shuriken!"

Itachi sighed softly and set down his brush, shifting positions to glance at his irritated brother who lay on the floor. The younger's eyes reproachful glare and dissatisfied pout met his line of sight. A questioning eyebrow rose in reply as the silent conversation ensued. A few moments later, Itachi sighed and beckoned his puppy like brother over. Sasuke's fowl-reminiscent haired head rose quickly as he scrambled over to his brother's side eagerly.

Only to be met with a poke to his forehead.

"Oof! Hey! Nii-chan!"

"Sorry, Sasuke. Next time. I'm busy."

The door rattled open as Sasuke opened his mouth to protest again. Shisui stepped into the room "Hey, Itachi, Are you fin- Oh hey Sasuke, what are you doing here?" Sasuke pouted as he complained to his cousin, "Aniki won't do anything but his mission reports even though he promised he would teach me something cool today!" Shisui's eyebrow rose as he glanced at Itachi, who gave a "I-have-a-million-things-to-do-but-this-kid-is-indignant" look in reply. So Shisui did what he knew would put both brothers at ease.

"Hey Sasuke, I can't teach you anything cool today either, but want to go out and play with me? I have to go drop off some reports at Headquarters, but we can go pick up some snacks and cherry tomatoes before we head back." Sasuke's pout immediately changed into an expression of delight. "Ok! Let me tell Kaa-san!" Sasuke darted out quickly to seek out his mother.

"Thank God you came. He was about to pout me to tears. I finished some of the reports, so drop these off for me too. And could you stay for a while later too? Kaa-san wanted me to ask you to stay for dinner tonight anyway." Shisui chuckled, "And here I though Itachi had nerves of steel. Yeah, sure. I'll drop these off and stay over for dinner then. I'll go and grant you some peace now." Itachi rolled his eyes with a scoff, "Yeah. Thanks, Shisui."

Shisui entered Itachi's room to find him finishing the last report. "Oh, you're back?" Shisui nodded, "Yeah, you finished just in time. We brought back some dango. Sasuke's gone to wash his tomatoes and get us some tea." Itachi stretched as he got up to clear the floor for the three of them to lay on, "Awesome."

The door opened to reveal Sasuke holding his bowl of tomatoes as Mikoto stood behind him, holding a tray of tea and the door. "Ah, Shisui, are you staying for dinner tonight?" Shisui smiled as he reached out to take the tray from his aunt, "Hai. Thanks for inviting me over tonight, Auntie." Mikoto smiled in return as she handed the tray over, "Alright, don't make a mess, boys. And dinner is at 7, so don't fill up too much." She slid the door shut and left the three to their devices.

Sasuke set his precious tomatoes on the table as Shisui did the same with the dango and tea. The three of them settled around the table and sprawled out on the tatami mats. Shisui picked up a stick of dango as Itachi sipped his tea, "So Sasuke, how are you doing at the academy?"

"Boys, Dinner!"

"Hai, Kaa-san!" The two brothers chorused as Shisui also gave a yes in reply. Itachi looked over at Shisui as the three of them rose, "Go wash your hands, Otouto." The duck haired boy chirped a yes and hopped out of the room. Shisui waited until he was out of earshot before turning to his best friend, "What is it?" Itachi's expression was one of slight discomfort and worry. "I think Sasuke's got a few fangirls that we need to keep away." Shisui recoiled in confusion, "No. Already? If he did he would be more annoyed wouldn't he?"

"Shisui-nii, Aniki! Haiyaku!"

"Ah. We're coming!"

The following day Itachi and Shisui both sat quietly in the tree as they watched Sasuke practice in the field behind the Academy.

"He's such a good kid. Always workin' hard to meet those standards."

"Shisui...He's an Uchiha. He already exceed the standards of the regular shinobi trainees..."

Shisui scrunched his nose in distaste, "Like hell I don't know that. I meant OUR standards, you dummy."

Itachi's gaze never left his brother's small form as he darted around throwing his kunai and shuriken. His otouto was improving rather well.

"Are you sure he has those things stalking him already? I know he's one of us and good looking and everything, but they don't start at that level this early."

Itachi rolled his eyes slightly, "We are brothers. If I'm an exception, he's one too. I just can't believe it had to be this sort of exception. He just had to take after Kaa-san's baby face." Shisui snickered, "Jealous the younger one has the looks?" Itachi deadpanned at his best friend. "No. Because we both take after Kaa-san, he just has the much more troublesome genes."

"Pffft. Yeah righ-" Shisui cut him self short quickly.

The both of them narrowed their eyes at a familiar movement beyond their miniature Uchiha. A flash of blonde and pink hair.

"Oh snap. You were right. Those things really are going after your brother."

"I'm not wrong about those things even if I wanted to be, Shisui."

"Yeah, Yeah. Quit your old man talk. You get the blondie. I've been dying to see that pink haired wonder Sasuke told us about."

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Shiroi aka Silent-Himitsu