"You're driving too fast. Slow down!"
Sasuke gritted his teeth together, gripped the steering wheel harder and tried to ignore the person sitting beside him.
Why was it again that he agree to his uncles request to get his brother from the airport?
Oh, yeah. It wasn't a request but an order. He said that he should 'act like a grown up' and 'get over the fact that he hated his brother' and 'some time together would perhaps help them make up'.
There was one problem, though: his brother was a fucking nuisance.
'Don't drive too fast, turn down the music, that light was red, look on the road, you're not allowed to pass by, watch out', and so on and so on.
Sasuke already had a headache.
"Itachi, just shut the fuck up! This is my car and I'm driving it the way I want to! Be glad I even came to pick you up in the first place!"
Itachi sighed and looked out the window.
"Why do you always have to fight with me?"
Sasuke ignored the question. It wasn't his fault that they were fighting every time they met.
Why the hell did Itachi even decide to take a break from his studies right now and grace him and his uncle with one of his rare visits? They hadn't seen each other in over three years, but Sasuke had been fine with his brother studying in the states and thus being as far away from him as possible.
Another car driver angrily honked at him as he, again, missed the light turning red.
Damnit, he should really take more care as to where he was driving instead of fuming over his damn brother.
Itachi quirked a delicate eyebrow at him.
"Let me guess, it's my fault that you have been distracted and didn't see the red light."
Sasukes left eye faintly twitched and he gave his brother an icy glare, stopping him from making any more of his smart retorts.
"Say only one more fucking word and you and your bags are walking the rest of the way, got it."
Itachi shut his mouth and looked out of the window again, mumbling a quiet 'you're going to kill us both' under his breath.
Sasuke let out an annoyed sigh.
Of course it was Itachis fault. If he wouldn't be here Sasuke wouldn't get sidetracked. He really should pay more attention to the road before him instead of his brother. He didn't want his new car to get a scratch.
Ignoring Itachi he turned the music louder and stopped at the next red light.
Suddenly the driver of the car besides him started playing with his gas pedal.
Sasuke smirked and also let his engine roar up, taking on the challenge. He had done this many times before and the streets were nearly empty. It was late evening in the middle of the week and the weather was cool and dry. Perfect conditions for a small race.
"Sasuke!"
The warning voice from his right made him sigh in despair. Itachi had his eyes narrowed at the younger and was leaning dangerously close to him.
"Not while I am driving with you."
This race would definitely piss his brother off to no end … one more good reason to do it.
"Then get out." Sasuke concentrated on the lights before him.
"What..." Sasuke could hear the alarm in Itachis voice, smirking at that.
The lights turned green.
"Ooopps, too late."
Sasuke pressed his foot down on the gas pedal, speeding forward with skidding wheels beside the other car and making Itachi slam back into his seat, spilling his coffee all over his trousers and shirt.
His smirk grew as he tried to pass by the other car, adrenalin cursing through his body. Yep, he had managed to piss his older brother off. That was definitely worth it, even if he should lose this race, which wouldn't happen.
"Relax big brother. A little bit of fun won't kill you. Just sit back and enjoy watching me win."
Sasuke glanced sideways towards Itachi and quietly chuckled as he saw how rigid his dear big brother was sitting on his seat.
He should take him to such races more often. Perhaps it would get the stick out of his brothers ass.
Looking back forward he tried to pass by his opponent again, inwardly cursing. That guy was good.
"Sasuke stop!"
The timid voice of his brother held an urgency and fear in it that he was unfamiliar with, but he ignored it and continued speeding forward.
"SASUKE STOP!"
Sasuke winced at the horror his brothers voice held and stomped on the break, but it was too late.
Itachi threw himself out of his seat grabbing the steering wheel in a feeble attempt to somehow turn the car out of harms way, but it was futile.
Sasuke was unable to move and could only watch in horror as his opponents car was hit full force by the oncoming train, just moments before his own car smashed into the still driving train.
His vision went white as a sharp pain exploded behind his forehead. He could feel Itachis body shortly slamming into him only to be thrown away again the next moment by the sudden change in movement, feel the seat belt cut into his chest and abdomen and the airbag pressing him into his seat. Hear the loud crashing and squeaking sounds as his car was being dragged along some more meters by the train before it finally stopped, followed by an eerie quiet.
Sasuke blinked several times to get his vision back and tried to move only to hiss out in pain. His head was throbbing and he closed his eyes again, stifling a groan and grabbing his forehead. He took notice that his forehead was bleeding, but otherwise he seemed unharmed, save the numerous bruises.
He unbuckled his seat belt and tried opening the door, but it wouldn't budge.
His car was halfway under the train. The right side of it having been hit full force. In fact, his car was nearly lying on its side. No wonder he couldn't open the door.
"Oh damn." Itachi would never let him live through this. He could already see his superior grin as he said 'I told you so'. God how he hated this sentence...
...Itachi...
Sasuke turned his still spinning head into the direction of his brother and paled at the sight.
Itachi was lying lifelessly in his seat, eyes closed. Blood was streaming down the right side of his face from a wound on his head. A small trail of blood was escaping his lips, running down his chin.
Itachis seat was pressed backwards into the backseats, slightly behind Sasukes, by a muddle of metal and plastic, which once seems to have been the side and roof of the car. Itachis downer half was caught between the muddle and his seat.
Sasuke hurriedly leaned over his seat and felt for his brothers pulse.
It was there. It was weak, but it was there. He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.
"Itachi" He gently shook his shoulders, not wanting to injure him any further, repeating his name over and over again and patting his cheek, but his brother wouldn't react. His breathing was slow and shallow.
There was smoke slowly filling the inside of the car and Sasuke began to feel dizzy again. He needed to get himself and Itachi out of here.
Cursing he tried to unbuckle his brothers seatbelt but it wouldn't work. He tried harder.
click
Finally the seat belt was open. Sasuke was now coughing, having a hard time breathing with all this thick smoke. Damnit, he needed to hurry. He grabbed Itachi around the waist, intending to pull him out of the muddle of metal and hell knows what. But Itachis lower half was stuck.
Sasuke desperately pushed and clawed at the metal, trying to somehow move it out of the way and free his brother, but it wouldn't budge.
He grabbed for Itachis hips and legs somewhere in the mess, intending to try and pull him out this way.
He was feeling around with his hands trying to get a good grip on his brothers body. Suddenly his right hand touched something wet and warm. He pulled it back to take a look.
Blood.
His hand was covered in his brothers blood.
Sasukes vision began swimming and he grabbed his head in his hands.
The smoke was getting too much. They would both suffocate.
He moved back to his door and smashed the window with his foot, cutting his leg. Now some of the smoke could get out and he too could get himself and Itachi out of the car.
Suddenly he fell into a violent coughing fit. His lungs burned and his eyes were stinging like hell. He could hardly see.
Crawling back to Itachi he intended to try and pull him out again, but a sudden weakness washing over him made him fall limply against his brothers chest. He didn't have the strength to move anymore.
Sasuke could hardly breath now, his eyes were slowly starting to close and he was slipping in and out of consciousness.
He could hear his brothers heart pound in his chest. He didn't hear the sirens and the people outside the car screaming.
Only Itachis heartbeat. It was like a lullaby to him and he intensely listened.
ba bum…ba bum…ba bum…ba..bum….ba…bum…..ba…..bum…ba….
He just had time to realize that his brothers heart had stopped before the world went black.
AN: This is the first of many ideas for new stories. What do you think, should I continue it? It's the only one that got a name and prolouge so far.