Only my second fic. Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN Naruto.
Age:
Itachi 14
Sasuke 8
Let's pretend like Itachi never killed the clan, okay? I like it like this.
Many Effing Questions:
"Itachi, what day is it?"
"It's tomorrow."
"What's tomorrow?"
"The day after yesterday."
"Which was?"
"Monday"
"Why?"
"Because what's the way life is."
"Life is Monday?"
"No, yesterday life was Monday. Today, life is Tuesday."
"Then what day is it?"
"It changes."
"To what?"
"Huh? The next day."
"Which is?"
Itachi signed in exasperation and threw a kunai in wall of his backyard. It had been a long day and he really didn't feel like messing around with stupid questions, especially from Sasuke. "It's November 27th Sasuke, okay? The day my vacation starts."
"Oh okay. I knew you would stay home today! Now you can train with me!"
"Ototo, is that what all those questions were about?"
Sasuke smiled widely and hugged his niisan, "Yup."
The older Uchiha flicked his brother's forehead with too fingers making Sasuke wince. "Go away Sasuke I'm busy."
"Niisan, why do you do that?"
"Because I …" Itachi blinked for a moment. "Just think of it as a term of endearment for you."
"Isn't that those things people say when they love you like a mommy?"
Itachi blushed slightly and flicked the eight year olds forehead. "You ask too many questions ototo."
OWARI
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