Okay, I've tried to make this easier to read, as I know the formatting before was pretty bad.
Groaning in annoyance as he heard his alarm go off, the raven haired teen, Sasuke, leant over in his bed and slammed his hand on the snooze button, thoroughly pissed off with his morning so far. And he hadn't even gotten out of bed yet.
Untangling himself from his midnight black covers, the teen let his feet touch the fluffy carpet as he stretched his arms over his head, smiling softly as he heard a satisfying click come from his back. Standing up, he padded over to his bathroom and walked inside, looking in the mirror and sighing at his pale face.
"Anaemia's a bitch" he said to himself as he mused about what his day would be like. No doubt a boring start to the year, it always was. Quickly running a hand through his hair, styling it into perfection without the use of gels or hair products, Sasuke started to apply eye liner. 'Screw them if they think I'm going to stop doing this' He thought irritably, remembering an argument he'd had with Naruto about looking "too girly for his own good"
What did it matter to the blonde anyway? Placing lotion in his cold hands, the raven haired teen rubbed it softly over his chest and stomach before moving back to his arms, glad he put on boxers the night before. It wasn't often he slept with clothes on, being in the nude was more comfortable, but he liked waking up and walking into the bathroom to find he was clothed in something.
It stopped situations of embarrassment should someone barge into his room. Namely Naruto, he's the only one stupid enough to do it, and the only one stupid enough to do it more than once.
Walking back into his room, the raven haired teen kicked his clothes from the night before into a corner, before thinking better of it and picking them up placing them in his washing basket. Walking over to his draws he pulled out a plain navy blue turtle neck, a small symbol of the Uchiha's in the bottom right hand corner, and a pair of skinny black jeans, once again, his family emblem sewed in at the right side of his hip.
He was never sure why he insisted on putting that on everything, but he guessed it was show what was his, and that no-one else could have it without his expressed permission
Pulling the top over his head, he struggled to breath before he managed to get his head all the way inside his shirt, then pulling on his jeans with ease. He'd gone down another size.
Then again, not eating could that to you. He found that more recently, he'd spend more time thinking than anything else, and often forgot to eat at all on some days. It disgusted him, his anaemia was a weakness enough, but not eating was just plain stupid. Pulling on some black and white chequered socks, Sasuke slipped into black vans and headed to the kitchen, wearily walking past the room he knew held his father.
Stepping into the kitchen, Sasuke grunted at Itachi, his usual morning greeting.
A sigh escaped a pair of lips, he was not only completely bored out of his mind studying law, but he had to memories a whole book of notes within days.
"Why the hell am I doing this?"
He thought sadly as he sipped on his third cup off coffee that morning, having been awake since three A.M and falling asleep near midnight. The shadows under his eyes emphasised how little sleep he got in general over his lifetime. Yes, sitting at the table, drinking very strong and disgusting tasting coffee was Itachi Uchiha. He'd cooked breakfast for himself and his younger brother, seeing as their father was drunken and passed out on his bedroom floor and their mother was too frightened to leave him lest he wake up and beat he living crap out of her.
Itachi sighed and groaned. Stupid law. Stupid father. Stupid mother. Stupid everything.
The only thing he could tolerate was Sasuke, Shisui and some friends from school in a group that had labelled themselves as Akatsuki. He had no idea why, but it was used more and more often. He flipped the page and continued reading, frowning slightly. He needed glasses, his vision was crap as hell and his medication was doing very little besides getting rid of the pain that came with his eyesight. He grumbled something inaudible to himself and shut the book in frustration before slipping on an unemotional face and staring out of the window, drinking the rest of the coffee before standing up, walking to the sink and washing it, drying it and then putting it away.
Looking up at the ceiling, he briefly wondered if he should wake his little brother up, he had to drive them both to school soon. Itachi looked up when he saw his younger brother enter and raised an eyebrow.
"Good morning Sasuke,"Itachi said softly as he returned to the table and sat himself down slowly, opening his book again and crossing one leg over the other, looking down at the text with a sigh."Your breakfast is on the bench, eat it, I'm watching you eat it or I'm shovelling it down your throat,"Itachi said plainly as he flipped another page, almost smiling. He'd reached the section on murders and massacres and things about that relating to the law.
He'd need this section especially.
Itachi had gotten colder the past year or two, sure he still spoke but very rarely, and when he did it was usually to Sasuke or some of the other Akatsuki or just to flat out insult some one or reply to a question, but when that avoidable, he kept quiet.
After a few minutes of reading he placed the book down, page open and went to the cupboard, pulling out another cup and some coffee and milk from the fridge, deciding a fourth cup might keep him more awake. Sure it was like a drug, but he couldn't care less, lots of people around him smoked, took drugs, drank, but not him thankfully, he hated the stuff but only had some type of alcohol occasionally, and that was with Shisui when he needed a stress relief or through periods when there was a strong emotion bugging him.
When he'd made his coffee he sat back down, taking a large gulp before continuing to read."I swear to Jashin, I'm going to go blind trying to read this small writing,"he thought as he lifted the book up slightly higher, straining his eyes to read.
Sasuke gave his brother a light glare, although it went unnoticed as his brother was still reading that God awful book. Sitting at the table, Sasuke eyed his breakfast with distaste, the slightly metallic taste in his mouth from waking up still bugging his senses. Poking his breakfast with a knife, Sasuke leant over and sniffed the food, his nose wrinkling at the smell. He'd just lost his appetite, but he didn't want to upset his brother, he knew everything Itachi said was truthful on his behalf.
"Sure whatever"He said shortly before cutting up his food and placing a bit in his mouth, chewing lazily while watching his brother. He didn't like the silence that Itachi had adopted, but he had done the same, so he guessed nothing else could be done. Pushing his plate away from him, having barely eaten half the food, Sasuke leant back in his chair, tilting his head back to look at the clock upside."Big brother, when are we going?"
Itachi looked up slightly when the other spoke and watched him eating for a while in silence before returning to this book, attempting to find some kind of loophole that could help him get away with murder.
Literally.
He was starting to have a gut full of his clan and wanted quite a lot of them dead, well, except a few, Shisui was good, he could live because, well, he was his best friend, supported him, kept his secrets, so he'd let him live, another was Sasuke.
He adored his little brother, whether he showed it or not. After a while he put down the book, placing the bookmark on what page he was at and shutting the thick and heavy book before looking at the breakfast.
His cooking wasn't too bad, but then again, there were better things in this world to eat. He sighed and stood walking to his brother. "We leave when you eat it or when I'm done tying you up and force feeding you," he said simply as he placed his hands on his hips, standing, well, towering beside Sasuke.
He really wanted his brother to eat more, it wasn't healthy. Sure he himself ate little, but he took tablets instead to add in the nutrients he was missing out on when not eating, so that helped a bit. He knelt down slightly, a small twinkle in his eyes that meant he was in a mocking teasing mood. "Now, does big brother have to feed you like he did when you were four?"He said in a gentle voice as if he was speaking to a four year old.
Huffing, the raven haired teen folded his arms over his chest and gave his brother a warning glare "I've already eaten more than I should have, any more and I'll be sick, which I'm sure you don't want to happen in your car" Quirking a fine eyebrow at Itachi, in almost a daring kind of way, Sasuke studied his features, fighting back the smirk he felt growing on his face.
He knew how much his brother cherished what was his, almost as much as Sasuke's obsession with marking his objects. Letting his thoughts trail off, the teen wondered if he should get a tattoo, nowhere visible of course, but he was suddenly egged on my the need to mark his things. Looking away from Itachi, a thoughtful look over his face, the teen wondered if on his chest, or the bottom if his back was the best idea for his tattoo. But then again, his hip would be a fun place to have it "We'll be late for school if you try and make me eat" He said simply.
Itachi raised an eyebrow. "You won't be sick, and if by some unfortunate chance you are, you're cleaning my car," he said simply as he leaned forward more so they were face to face. "Now, you're eating this or YOU'RE going to be late, my classes start a lot later and I spend time in the library studying, so lest you want to walk to school," he said as he picked up the fork and put some food on it, holding it to his brothers mouth, "I'd open up and eat, okay little brother?" he said softly as he restrained from smirking.
Wow, just like old times, except the threats weren't 'otherwise you're sleeping in your own room tonight', they were 'walk nearly fifty kilometres to school there and back'. He knew all the short cuts to Sasuke, he was the one who had basically raised him.
Their father- not a chance, their mother- that was almost as impossible as their father, so the older brother cared and basically raised the boy, he had to even take him to school sometimes so he could care for him when he got worried that their father would abuse the small child.
That's why sometimes people had mistaken Itachi as the father of his younger brother at school cause he was always seen with the smaller boy. But when Sasuke had turned six he'd let the other attend school as well and he started being able to look after himself, although secretly, Itachi missed having the small boy following him and depending on him.
It had made him feel wanted, loved and useful to something besides keeping their name out of the dirt due to their father.
Sighing softly as Itachi used threats against him, Sasuke parted his soft pale lips, leaning forwards to eat of the fork held out for him. He felt so embarrassed but didn't let this show. Luckily for him, he had plenty of time to chuck it all up at school, so he'd have no need to be sick in Itachi's car, which also meant he wouldn't have to clean it up, something he was thankful for to no end.
Chewing the food in his mouth, Sasuke swallowed it roughly, gagging on the taste as he tried to keep down his food. He wasn't sure why, but Itachi always made things worse when he tried to help, even now, he knew that his brother was trying to be the father and mother they never had, but with each and every little bit of affection Sasuke received, he shut off from the rest of the world.
Licking his lips, Sasuke glanced back up to Itachi's eyes, the blackness he saw was something he knew he possessed as well, possibly the only good trait he had received from his father. "Big brother, you know I can't eat all of this, how about I eat half of what's left?"
Itachi felt slightly more relieved after the other took a bite and sighed, placing the fork down and going to get more as he glanced up at the watch before hearing the other talk. He sighed and nodded. "Alright, since we will be late for school if we don't leave now, how about I make a deal with you, you eat as much as you did earlier that day, or the previous day plus one small bite, that way you can start eating just that bit more healthily," Itachi said as he stood up, picking up the plate and placing the food in the bin before washing the plate and drying it, putting it away and turning around and warily picking up his books before ruffling the smaller boys hair.
"Finish getting ready, I'll be waiting for you in the car," he said softly as he turned, starting to walk out before frowning at their fathers room and looking down before back out towards the kitchen.
Perhaps leaving some poisoned alcohol would be easy, then they could pass it off as alcohol poisoning and it would be easy to avoid questioning. He shook his head and walked out, grabbing his car keys and the house keys, slipping on his shoes and opening the door, rubbing his eyes before walking out to his car, unlocking it and slipping in to the drivers side. He pushed the key into the ignition and waited, his books and bag dumped in the back.
Standing up from his chair, Sasuke looked in the mirror, checking his features were once again flawless before quickly running into his room and grabbing his bag, shoving all the books he needed inside before walking back down the corridor, pausing as he heard voices, his mother and father.
Taking extra careful steps past them, the teen stopped at the door, looking once over his shoulder before walking out and closing the door behind him. He had hoped when he was younger his brother would have taken him away. They would have left together and Sasuke would never have had to see his father again, or his weakling of a mother, but alas, he never told Itachi this, so his hopes were quickly killed when he realised his brother didn't know his feelings.
Glancing over to the car, Sasuke ran a hand through his raven hair before hurriedly walking over, not wanting his father to start a morning argument on his first day back. Sliding into the car next to Itachi, Sasuke placed his bag between his legs, proud of the huge Uchiha symbol he had spent all night sewing on there.
"Father woke"