Their parents should have picked someone else for this job. Itachi had no good intentions for his family so why should he keep this little nuisance safe? Of course he wouldn't, and Sasuke looked so young and vulnerable. That's when he decided to make little Sasuke his next project. Itachi could feel his involuntary reaction to the innocent and helpless look in his little brother's eyes. He longed to be the one to corrupt that innocence. This particular project would be special. He could corrupt this little boy more than any of his other victims because they were considered "family." Of course this meant little to Itachi. It only excitd him more. Sasuke's view of the world would be entirely ruined. Itachi had the potential to shatter his brother's entire future, and he reveled in this feeling of power and domination. This is what he lived for. He didn't need such silly unlasting things as friendship and love like other, weaker people did. As long as he held power over all of whom he met, he didn't need to feel any other emotions. He felt no connections to the people he called family, and the things he planned for his young, delicate little butterfly would make them all cringe. This made Itachi smile. Itachi cut off his thoughts and looked down at his little brother. He was smiling up at his elder brother while playing with plastic throwing stars. Itachi walked over to him and knelt in the dirt. "Hey there little brother." Itachi picked up one of the toys and twirled it around his finger. "I have some real throwing stars in my pouch. Would you like to see them?" Sasuke's eyes lit up as he watched his brother pull the weapons out. "They're real sharp so be careful." He handed one to Sasuke.
Not even a moment later did Itachi hear a yelp from the boy. Sasuke had cut his finger on the edge of one of the stars. The little boy had tears in his eyes. "Aw, now what did I say? You have to be careful with things that are this dangerous. They're always out to hurt you." Itachi smiled and held out his hand. "Let me see your finger." Sasuke held it out for Itachi, and he took it and put the bloody finger in his mouth. Itachi's eyes turned red with his sharingan as a reaction to the little boy's blood. Sasuke looked startled and flushed. Itachi laughed and ruffled the boys hair with his free hand. "I have to clean the wound somehow silly." He pulled out ointment and bandages from his pouch. He gingerly dressed the wound, and put his brother's hand back on his leg with a pat.
"Thank you....nii-chan."
"Mmm." Itachi smiled and stood up. "Just don't tell mom and dad about that or they won't let you play with me anymore."
Sasuke looked up eagerly. "You can count on me nii-chan!" Itachi smiled again as his eyes switched to their normal color. He took Sasuke's uninjured hand and led him back inside.