Okay okay. I don't own Naruto. If I did Itachi and Sasuke would be secret lovers but I don't own it, so I'll just have to write fanfics instead.
This isn't really ItaSasu, but you could interpret it like that.
Dedicated to you again, xemo-boy-uchihax, you flapjack addicted badass uke.
Sasuke felt his body slam against the cold stone floor.
He pulled his body upwards into a half-sitting position to look into the eyes of his brother, standing ominously over him, a classic Uchiha smirk adorning his beautiful face.
Itachi leant down, his face dangerously close to that of his little brother.
"No matter how you train, little brother, no matter how strong you become, you will never beat me."
With that, he span around on his heel and began to walk away, his black cloak slowly swirling behind him.
Sasuke dragged himself onto his reluctant feet and lifted a finger to point at his brother.
"You! You took away everything from me! You took my innocence, my love, my happiness, you left me with nothing but endless pain!"
Itachi slowly turned to face Sasuke, his face calm, Sasuke's contorted with rage.
"I'm going to kill you right now!"
A blue light erupted from Sasuke's fist as his Chidori flared, bright and strong. He ran towards Itachi, barely visible, and felt his brother's foot connect with his well-built chest as he was sent flying into the wall.
He choked and blood spattered from his mouth as his body slumped onto the floor. His vision was shadowed as Itachi knelt down once again and a familiar smell wafted into Sasuke's nose. Itachi uttered one word and Sasuke knew all was lost.
"…flapjack…"
Sasuke reached slowly, greedily, into his brother's cloak and grabbed his prize. He withdrew his hand and gazed at the flapjack. Itachi smirked again.
"I made it. Mom's old recipe."
Sasuke gazed up at his brother, all dignity thrown aside.
He crossed his legs and held the small square of flapjack to his mouth.
Itachi moved slowly backwards, trying to prevent himself from jumping his brother then and there. It was hard to believe Sasuke was 16; he looked about 4, gazing hungrily at the flapjack.
And suddenly the flapjack was gone; Sasuke had eaten it, all in one bite.
And then Itachi was on the floor, Sasuke's arms wrapped tightly around his chest.
"Oh, Aniki, how can I hate you when you make such good flapjack?!"
Owari
A/N: Teehee. Flapjack. Again I must thank xemo-boy-uchihax for eating all that flapjack at lunch and giving me inspiration for this nice little ficlet. What I'm wondering is how she stays so wonderfully beautiful after digesting all that flapjack.
Yeah, Itachi's face is beautiful. I love Itachi so
Anyway. Please review. And I don't reeeeally mind if you flame me, but I would prefer it if you DIDN'T.
Arigatou gozaimasu