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I just thought of this 'cause I was bored. And I thought it'd be fun. Probably a bit of ItaHinaSasu; but nothing too big.
This will be probably a second choice for updating, Kiss or Kiss will be first. Meaning this won't get updated too much, basically.

But that doesn't matter, it's only going to be eight chapters when I finish it. (One for each day and for this prologue)

Itachi Uchiha slinked into the room of his little brother, silently showing his disgust of his brother's 'tastes'. His narrowed onyx eyes; unrelenting in their pursuit to criticize everything, scanned the room. The walls were painted black, black clothing; including chain pants, was scattered across the floor, and it seemed the younger Uchiha believed his floor was a trash bin. The only source of any light in the room was the window; and it happened to have blinds over it to conceal the morning sun, there was not even a lamp or ceiling light. Itachi clicked his tongue in disappointment, flexing his newly manicured nails.

"Ugly. Plain. Boring. Un-matching. Too dark."

Such a fashion disaster, he is. Tch, as expected from the faggot of the family. Oh otouto, how you make your elder brother feel so ashamed...

Itachi's patience had been tested when he first heard Sasuke's snoring from outside the door. Now, having been witness to such a hideous room, it was quite fair to say his patience was no more.

He pulled something shiny and silver-hued from his pocket. His lips spread in a grin. He held it in his fist, and then, his arm swooped downward.

Heh…good-bye Sasuke…

He stopped his arm as the shiny silver thing nearly made it to Sasuke's head, residing in the airspace besides his left ear. The shiny item flipped open to reveal a lit up screen. His fingers played with it a bit; and then, the worst happened…

"Even though the gods are crazy
Even though the stars are blind
if you show me real love baby
I'll show you mine...

I can make you nice and naughty
be the devil and angel too
Got a heart and soul and body
let's see what this love can do
Baby I'm perfect for you…"

Sasuke awoke from his slumber. A horrid voice was crooning in his ear; for a moment, he though it was a dying cat until his lazily fluttering eyes widened in realization. His left eye began to twitch as well.

"HOLY HELL! PARIS HILTON! SAVE ME!!!!"

Itachi let out a mirthless laughter, grinning like a fool, as Sasuke scrambled out of his covers with a horrified expression, sporting a pair of pink-and-blue Hello Kitty boxers, as Itachi flicked his razor cell phone closed. He fidgeted with a black cell phone he had in his other hand, and a few moments later, his phone made a light beep. His grin became toothier.

"Otouto…it seems your taste in fashion may be black outside, but you seem to be a fan of feminine undergarments." The smirk he had was very, very wide, his eyes fixated on the girlish boxers. His voice was also sly, and he was obviously amused.

Click! Click! Click!

Itachi took several photos of Sasuke sporting the boxers on his phone, which he had reopened. He then pocketed the silver razor, and he tossed the black cell phone to Sasuke. "Check out your videos, otouto. And don't worry if you delete it, I also sent the video to my phone."

Sasuke blinked, doing so. As he clicked on the lone video there was, he found himself watching the bad music being played on his older brother's cell phone and then his reaction, which was bad enough to ruin his reputation forever if anyone at his school found out. It just so happened that those pictures Itachi took were, too, bad enough to ruin his reputation.

Damn you, nii-san…damn you! Sasuke thought, narrowing his eyes.

"Oi!" Sasuke yelled to Itachi, watching him retreat from his room, "You and I both know mom made me wear these boxers! Not my fault!"

Itachi chuckled, softly mumbling something like 'of course she did', closing the door behind him. His voice was loud the next time he spoke, however. "Faggot, if you don't get to school in fifteen minutes, you'll be late."

Sasuke yelled something muffled slightly and cut off; he had tripped over a rolling pin Itachi had placed last night while he was asleep. And landed on a pillow.

"I'll pick you up from school, no worries, otouto…"

Many hours later, the elder Uchiha sat in his car, waiting for his pesky younger brother. Already he had spent five freaking minutes of his precious life that he'd never be able to make up.

Where the hell is he?

Itachi was not going out there though. There was a reason the windows on his car were only see-through from the inside. He was far too handsome and wise to actually walk into a mixed gender school. The girls would be on him like vultures on a dead carcass.

But he was bored. Actually, lately, he's been bored. Itachi had nothing to do; everything seemed too easy for him, being such a prodigy. I mean, pranking Sasuke and getting blackmail photos was so simple, he was inclined to believe a single-celled organism could do it without a sweat. He wanted a challenge. Like giving Sasuke a makeover. Now that would be diffi-

Itachi's eyes widened.

He heard Sasuke enter the car but was ignorant, fixated upon the girl he was seeing. She was plain, a bit tall (5'7, a rather tall height for a Japanese girl), and her fashion was /horrid/. Just look at that jacket, that hairstyle, that…everything!

"Sasuke," Itachi pointed at her as she passed the car slowly, "Who the hell is she?"

"Hyuuga Hinata. But she isn't related to the Hyuugas."

Itachi's lips curled into a smirk, realizing something else. "Oh, is that so? Because my sources told me that Hyuuga Hiashi's heiress happens to be named Hinata as well."

Sasuke snorted, he didn't believe Itachi for a moment. "Hell no, she's definitely not that girl. She's just the silent kid in the back of the class without any friends. And she's ugly."

Oh, Itachi was sure he found something to keep him occupied for a week. He was sure this girl wasn't one of the Hyuugas; they were far too conceited to send her to a school without a full makeover. And he had an idea that coexisted with makeovers.

"How about we have a deal, otouto? Give me a week, starting from tomorrow, and I'll turn her into a hime. And since it is now officially summer break, it would be quite fitting. If I lose, I promise the blackmail pictures and videos on my phone will be deleted."

The boy instantly was interested. "And if you win…"

"You have to…ano…hmm…allow me to change your ring tone to 'The Stars Are Blind' and you have to keep it until the end of summer. No putting it on vibrate or silent, either. Loud only."

Sasuke gulped, fully realizing he'd definitely be ruined if he had that as a ring tone. After all, he'd known the dobe would force him to go out a lot, and Itachi would just love to call him right when he meets up with everyone else. Pfft, that girl's so ugly, you don't need to worry. Sasuke, you will be blackmail free! But then again…

"You also have to pay twenty-five thousand yen, Itachi. From your own savings."

"Fine with me. I have more than quadrupled that amount in the bank, anyways."

"Deal."

"Deal."

Both men shook on it; both completely confident that they would win.

Immediately when they arrived home, Itachi dropped Sasuke off before rushing to his apartment house. It was a casual, low-priced one, though the inside was fabulously furnished and designed. He had incorporated fall-colors and his white carpet worked very well with the fall design. However, not examining the room for any tune-ups, Itachi immediately went to look for the address book.

He found it buried within piles of his belongings in the closet. Figures, he stuffed /everything/ there.

"Hyuuga Hinata, Hyuuga Hinata…not Hikaru Asuka…not that either…nope…nada…there she is!" Itachi looked at her address, ready to scrawl it down upon the white scrap paper he had managed to grab.

…

"She lives in this apartment complex? What luck! I believe I was given the list of names and numbers for the apartment complex from the landlady…she was hitting on me, too. And she was eighty-four years old."

Pushing those slightly disturbing thoughts aside, Itachi went shifting through his closet again. After twenty or so minutes, he found the laminated piece of paper. Scanning the list, he found her not on the front side, which meant she lived in an apartment number between eleven and twenty.

He scanned down the list. His eyes widened again, and a gracious smirk graced her face. She was apartment nineteen, and he was apartment twenty.

"…she's my neighbor, too! I never noticed her before, though. What are the chances of that? This bet is in the palm of my hand! Tomorrow, I'll visit her and get her measurements for clothing!"

Itachi Uchiha felt like he was kami's favorite at this point.

And here's some background info!

In this story, Itachi's twenty-one, and lives off the family's fortune. He lives in an apartment he just recently moved into, and is renowned for having finished college by the age of sixteen. While Itachi may be emotionless at times, he does know how to have a good time at times, unlike his brother. He adores making fun of Sasuke. He is a handsome male, so it is no surprise he gets asked out by all these girls. But he seeks only a female whom he deems to be his 'type'. Itachi is a part time fashion designer and sometimes takes over his father job in times he needs to; he did, after all, graduate from Harvard with a degree in business.

Sasuke is sixteen, turning seventeen on July twenty-third. He is pursuing a career in business, to try to outdo his older brother. He likes wearing only black clothing, and he only likes the color black. He is often forced to wear girlish boxers by his mother, who insists it will help get him out of his 'black' phase. He likes tomatoes, and dislike eating anything sweet. His sarcasm and nonchalant demeanor often gets his 'friend' Naruto pissed off, especially when Sakura fawns over him. Sasuke's handsome, but he is nothing compared to his brother, as noted by some former fan girls of his. He currently lives at home.

Hinata is sixteen, turning seventeen in December. She doesn't really have anything she wants to pursue for a subject in school, but gets excellent grades that are rivaling Shikamaru's, nonetheless. Nothing really is known about her family, but everyone thinks she is odd. She dresses strangely, rarely talks, and spends almost all her time studying. Her hair is done very quickly and effortless; she doesn't care if it looks odd as long as it's out of her face. Her last name is Hyuuga, but she declines to being related to THE Hyuugas, pretty much the stinkin' rich corporation family that even is better than Uchiha Corporation.

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