(A/N) YAY first chapi is up…

I really reallyreally hope you like…my Ita-chan does…

Anyway I also kind of hope you would review…

So here is a little WARNING: yaoi, incest (no plans of graphic sex…but everyone can be bought:) hints of sex in later chaps…

DISCLAIMER: yeah yeah just rub salt in it…I DON'T OWN NARUTO OR ANY OTHER OF THISE CHARACTORES…! Damn…I even practiced to say it, but it still hurts like hell…

ON WITH STORY……..:)

Chapter 1

Sasuke looked out in the rain, pouring down on the houses passing by in a hurry. Finally, after hours of watching the gloomy weather, the train started to slow down, signaling the end of his long travel.

He felt slightly nervous. Why wouldn't he? He hadn't seen his brother in over a year, and now he was going to live with the damn bastard. He was angry with him for what he did. He'd abandon him in their home, never to return, and left Sasuke at their parent's mercy. Witch he promised he never would, yet he did. And for that Sasuke was mad at him.

But in this matter he didn't really have a choice. He had been kicked out of his parents' house, so his brother had offered him to stay at his place. And he accepted. It still freaked him out, but he had. If it was because he finally had a chance to yell at his brother for leaving him like he did, or try to rebuild a bond that never really existed with the stoic man, or just…to see him again, Sasuke didn't know. Maybe it was all of them.

Sasuke was loosing himself in his thoughts and barely noticed when the train stopped at a small station, which was his stop. He stretched and stood up, packed in a hurry, and left the train as the only person. Not that there had been so many people on the train anyway.

He looked around on the platform, soaked in the rain, keeping an eye out for Itachi.

But he wasn't there.

The station was empty.

Not a single person.

He stood still in the rain waiting for ten minutes before it crashed down on him.

Anger started to boil in Sasuke's veins. He put his few, throughout wet, belongings beside a bench, making sure it wasn't raining on him, and sat down on it in a huff. Itachi had forgot, he'd bet all his money on that, well it was that, or it was going to be his excuse.

Right now Sasuke REALLY detested his jerk of a brother.

Nearly two hours later

Sasuke had fallen asleep after about an hour on the bench, because of the lack of sleep the last couple of days. But now a hand was shaking him steadily in to consciousness.

He slowly opened his eyes, and found himself mesmerized by two beautiful ink black eyes, so similar to his own, yet different, so tired and longing.

His brother stood over him, a frown on his face. When Sasuke realized who it was, looking down on him, he was stunned by the situation for a moment then nearly fell of the bench in surprise of his brother's appearance. It was as if his heart skipped a beat and all his air supplies vanished from his lithe body, leaving him panting.

WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED!?

He backed away from his brother, narrowing his eyes. Silence engulfing them, the only noise was Sasuke's hard panting.

"What the hell do you think your doing? Startling me like that! Bastard!" he said in an angry tone. Itachi looked just as indifferent as Sasuke remembered, and didn't react to the insult. Sasuke hadn't really expected him to either.

Itachi stood up. "Well, it's nice to see you too, little brother." He said in that monotonously voice of his. He grabbed one of Sasuke's bags and strolled towards the exit, without another word. He left a surprised, and still slightly panting, Sasuke behind. When Sasuke came to his senses, he took the other bag and followed his brother to the car, glaring at his neck the whole way, mumbling curses.

The rain was still pouring down, making the walk to the car even more unpleasant. They finally got to the car and put Sasuke's bags in it. Itachi went to the driver side and got in starting the engine, still not saying a word. Sasuke walked to the passenger seat, and he had barely closed the door before Itachi pulled out the parking lot.

He glared at Itachi again, but let it go and settled on looking at him. He looked Itachi over, like seeing him for the first time, well, the first time in a year. His hair had grown darker over that one year, and a little longer, it now went to his shoulder blades, ending in a ponytail, and it once only reached the top of his shoulders, and then it was wet from the rain. It suited him, to be honest. His eyes where the same, though with a slight hint of red that Sasuke hadn't noticed before. His pale skin made him look fragile, like if he was sick a little too often, or worked too much. Sasuke was sure it was the last one; his conclusion was also helped by the long lines on Itachi's face, just beneath the eyes. It made him look tired, and much older then he originally was. The one thing that hadn't really changed about Itachi over that one year, beside his eternal stoic face, except his smirks, was; Itachi's height. He might have grown an inch or two, but that was not enough to get from Sasuke. They actually had the same height, well almost, Itachi was still the tallest.

A smirk appeared on Sasuke's face when he noticed this. So he doesn't beat me perfectly in EVERYTHING. He thought to himself smugly.

His brother suddenly noticed his smug gaze towards him.

"Like what you see, Sasuke-kun" Itachi asked causally, still looking stoic.

Sasuke's smirk drowned in an angry glare, and a huff, refusing to answer his stupid stoic bastard of a brother. He turned his eyes to look at the road out the window, which had rain pools all over it.

The town they were driving through looked boring, and Sasuke had no idea why someone like Itachi would move to a place like that. Itachi had always been a freak when it came to news and work. He ALWAYS new what happened and where, whether it was family or worldwide news, you could usually trust Itachi to know about it. And then there was Itachi's huge need to work, if you wanted to talk to Itachi (not that that was much fun, since all he ever says is "Hn", but it did happen), don't call his cell, call his working place. Doing that it is easier to get him on the phone, and also faster. 'Cause his cell was always ringing.

So his choice of living surprised Sasuke. A lot. 'Cause little neat houses, with sweet gardens, and small blue cars from the 80's, and playing kids in rain boots, was terribly wrong. It didn't fit in, in the life of a stoic working-maniac with a huge house and a parking lot as his garden, for his jet black 5mio dollars cars, and if that is not enough, Itachi detested kids, rain boots or not, he really loathed them. Nope, it sure didn't fit together. Just didn't.

"When will we be there?" Sasuke asked, after ten long boring minutes, spend with watching the small ugly houses, the rain, and playing kids.

Itachi smirked his bastard like smirk, and glanced sideways to look at Sasuke. "Impatient, are we now my dear brother?" he said in a taunting voice, like if teasing Sasuke. Sasuke's face went stoic, he refused to be played around by Itachi.

"No, I would just like to get out of this car" he replied, his voice not giving anything about his thoughts away.

He felt his brother stiffens, and his smirk disappeared in a blink.

"Right." He whispered under his breath. "We are there now." He continued, as he pulled down a big road with huge expensive looking houses, just as Sasuke thought it would look. But as soon as they were on the road, heading for the end of it, a huge mass of people was in their way.

Sasuke's eyes widened. What were all these people doing here? And then he noticed something strange; they were ALL girls. He turned to Itachi who looked irritated, but not surprised at all.

"Who are all those women, aniki?"

Itachi glanced at him, then answered: "Fangirls Sasuke, they are all fangirls" a rare feeling began to form in the pit of Sasuke's stomach. Sasuke felt terrified.

"F-fan-FANGIRLS?" he stuttered, glancing at his brother in hope to see him smirk, 'cause that would mean that he was just making fun, that he was only using the opportunity of the appearance of the many women to scare him out of his wits. But sadly Itachi didn't smirk. Quiet opposite, actually. He looked very annoyed; witch was unusually for Itachi, who preferred to keep people in the darkness about his true feelings. He kind of used other meteorites to show he thought of others.

Just as Itachi had nodded his head, in a painfully slow manner, did the two boys realize they had been detected by the horde of fangirls. But their squeals gave them the clue. Soon they were surrounded by girls, screaming for Itachi to marry them, and some of them noticed Sasuke, and began to question him through the cars thick glass. Asking thinks like; hey hottie what's yah name? Other said things like: what are you doing in my Ita-chan's car? Get out you little….Itachi, starting to get even more annoyed, worked fast and pulled the back gear and they raced out of there, down the road, and around the corner. Soon they were out of view of the terrible fangirls.

They were alive, thank goodness.

Sasuke was panting lightly, from the scary scene that just happened a minute ago.

"Where are we going now?" he asked weakly, his barely hearable. But Itachi somehow heard. "Backdoor, that's safest." He answered, turning down a side lane.

"DO I even dare ask WHAT all the girls were doing in front of your house?"

"I have no idea how they knew, I was being home! I had spread a rumor that I was on a business trip, until sometime next week. Just to get some peace. It's probably that Inuzuka-boy or the Deidara- guy who told either the Yamanaka or Haruno girls" Itachi continued to curse the two fangirls and the two loud mouths in his stab, and making Sasuke want to jump out of the car further more.

They soon enough reached the backside of Itachis house that, by miracle, was fangirl free.

Itachi pulled into the driveway, making his way to the house, and Sasuke had to contain himself for not gaping. Forget everything about a parking lot as garden, and a big house. This was the biggest, most beautiful garden, he'd ever seen, and the house was just huge. Unbelievable that only one man was living there. Well, two after today.

Itachi parked the car, grabbed one of Sasukes bags and strolled towards the house. It all went so quick, that Sasuke, who had barely stepped out of the car at this point, felt anger towards his brother rise in his chest yet again. Itachi was just so damn perfect.

Itachi was waiting by the door when Sasuke finally caught up.

They went inside in silence.

Inside the door Sasuke had to keep himself from stepping on his own jaw. Of course that was a mental picture, of how stupid; he was convinced he looked right now.

Itachi went over to a tall guy with a high ponytail of brown hair. When Itachi started to talk to him, he looked VERY bored, even worse than Itachi did when he tried to have conversation.

It didn't take long for Itachi to give his commands to the waiter, which by now looked like he was sleeping standing. When the talking stopped he seemed to wake up, gave a long sigh and started to walk towards Sasuke.

When he walked by him, Sasuke was sure he heard the man mutter; "so troublesome"

Within 5 minutes, a lot of people began to appear. This must be the stab. Sasuke thought, as he looked them over, and saw the lazy waiter Itachi had been talking to. Of course you would think that there had to be quite a lot to take care of a house of this size.

But this stab was surprisingly small.

There weren't many girls in the stab. He could only spot four girl maids and one girl chef. Guess his brother liked to keep those plagues out of his house.

One of the girl maids moved towards him, reaching out her hand for his bag. She had a slim and beautiful body, with emerald green eyes; and her hair had an unnatural pink color and reached her to her shoulders. She was smiling to him, or more like a smirking, but that wasn't what disturbed Sasuke. It was the look in those green eyes. It was a look of pure lust…directed at him. He had a bad feeling about this. He tried to pretend he didn't notice, when her hand stayed a moment too long upon his own, when he handed over the bag, but it was very difficult.

An unpleasant shiver went down his spine. He had barely met the girl, and she already lusted for him…that had to be a record.

Sasuke quickly moved away from the girl, and his brother passed by behind him.

"That is Haruno Sakura, she is one of the few house maids" he presented shortly in a whisper, pointing out the obvious fact that she was not to be trusted. But Sasuke wasn't really listening. His thoughts were circling around something ells.

Get a grip Sasuke, his just STANDING behind you. NO groping or ANYTHING……..WHAT GROPING….Argh…Itachi move your pret…um I mean…your ass AWAY FROM ME….wait what was he just telling me…DAMN…it's all your fault Aniki

Itachi noticed his brother being uncomfortable, but didn't really understand why. So he just kept from asking. Besides, Sasuke looked really cute with that red color on his face, but of course he wasn't going to admit that anyone. Least of all; Sasuke.

Sasuke didn't keep the blush for very long. Soon the dinner was ready, and they ate in silence. When done, the lazy waiter presented as Nara Shikamaru, showed him around the manor, and gave him a few information's, that he wasn't to bored to share, like that the stab all went home in the evening, and then returned in the morning.

Sasuke had asked why, but his only answer was a shrug.

After that he went to sleep.

(A/N) Sooooo…what you think???? Huh??? Huh???

Oh…nearly forgot…I have a FUNNY problem…I have no idea what to call this thing…give me some ideas please…the winner gets a cookie…or a half one…but then you better hurry before Ita-chan get to eat it…that little sneaker…

:smirks to a very angry Ita-chan, and runs for life::