-glares at - It won't let me edit this in the website. Anyway, here you go. A nice little Ita/Sasu. It's a oneshot with two or three parts. I would write them all tonight, but alas, I have to go see Mama Mia. D God, if it weren't for my mom's birthday, I wouldn't go. It's too…happy. But they have Dancing Queen! And that's like Neji's theme song! See that girl, watch that seen, digging the Dancing Queen. I think all the songs for Mama Mia are by Abba… -shrugs-
Haku and Zabuza are only in here because my Duncan loves Haku, and what is Haku without Zabuza? I would've had Itachi use a gun, but I know only how to shoot one, so yeah… Knives are a lot better, more bloody… -giggles- But, in case of zombies, use a gun. In the brain and not the chest, head shots are the very best. Fidowin! I have to feed my cat now, so enjoy.
Remember
Sasuke ran upstairs to hide in his room. He had accidentally knocked over his mother's vase, and he knew that his father wouldn't forgive him. The thought of the pain made his body ache. Tears streamed freely down his face.
As he reached his bedroom, Sasuke opened the door quietly and snuck in. Though his eyes stung, he looked around the room for a place to hide from his father. The closet attracted his attention and he walked carefully past toys to the barely open door. In fear of locking himself in or being suspicious, he left the door open slightly. Sasuke knew his father would look in here, too, but it would at least give him some time to prepare himself.
Clothes draped to the floor, and Sasuke crawled under them careful not to disturb there imperfect perfection. He hid in the far corner of the closet and sat in the fetal position, breathing hard but not crying.
Steps came from outside the room. Sasuke gulped in fear. He heard his door open slowly, the footsteps coming closer to the closet. His father opened the door and paused, his shadow large in the dim light. Then the figure stooped down, crawling under the clothes. Sasuke's breath hitched in his throat. A face came out from behind the clothes.
"Itachi!" Sasuke whispered happily. Itachi placed his finger on his lips and crawled over to him.
"Quiet, Sasuke. Father is coming soon. He heard the crash." Itachi lowered his hand and wiped away Sasuke's tears with the palm of his hand. Then, without warning, he leaned over and placed his lips on Sasuke's. He backed away and started to crawl out of the closet. Just before he snuck out, he spoke again. "Remember, Sasuke: I love you."
Sasuke stared after his older brother in shock. Itachi left the closet door open as he left. Sasuke crawled to the clothes rack and peeked out. Footsteps echoed up the marble stairs of the living room as his father came up. Itachi stood in the middle of Sasuke's room, breathing evenly. Their father burst through the door and staggered in.
"Damn it, Itachi, get out of my way!"
"I'm sorry, Father."
"For what?"
"I accidentally broke Mother's vase."
Their father glared at Itachi hatefully. He stepped closer to Itachi and sneered. "Is that so? Then I'll need to administer a punishment, won't I?" He didn't give Itachi any time to answer as he brought a glass bottle down on Itachi's head. Blood and liquor spattered onto the wood floor as their father left the room. Itachi lifted his hand up to his forehead in pain. He wiped away blood and glass.
Sasuke ran out of the closet and to his brother's side. "Itachi, are you okay? Why'd you do that?"
"I'm fine, Sasuke. Just help me get the glass out of my hair."
Sasuke nodded and began to gently pull tiny pieces of glass out of Itachi's hair. As he did this, he wondered why Itachi hadn't answered his second question.
The Next Morning
"Wake up, Sasuke."
"Hmm? 'Kay, 'Tachi… Just a few more minutes…"
"No, Sasuke. Open your eyes. I have to tell you something."
Sasuke wiped at his eyes and wiped opened them groggily. Itachi smiled slightly and leaned down, pressing his lips against his little brother's. Sasuke's eyes widened in surprise. Itachi pulled away and pecked Sasuke's forehead. "I love you, Sasuke. Remember that."
He giggled. "Itachi! You said that yesterday! You're so silly!" Sasuke smiled and wrapped his arms around his older brother's shoulders. Itachi looked down and paused, then wrapped his arms around Sasuke's waist.
"I know I said it yesterday, but I really do love you." He pulled away and pushed Sasuke down onto the bed. Sasuke giggled again and lifted his head to kiss Itachi's cheek.
"I love you too, 'Tachi."
"Do you promise to stay in here and not come out?"
Sasuke smiled and nodded. "Okay, 'Tachi. I won't leave my room. I don't want to… Thank you."
"You're welcome." Itachi got up from the bed and walked over to the door. "I have to go now. Go back to sleep, okay?" He stepped out of the room and shut the door, locking it. Carefully, he walked down the hallway to the stairs that led to the kitchen. Itachi pulled a knife from the large set his mother owned. Walking down the hallway, he pressed his ear to the servants' quarters. Smiling, he opened the door, hiding the knife behind his back.
He walked over to the first door in the hallway. Placing the knife above the maid's neck, he gently slid it across her throat. When she didn't react, he smiled.
Itachi did this to every single person that worked for his parents in the house. When he had finished, Itachi placed the knife in the hand of a man who had fallen asleep in a chair. Itachi opened the man's eyes. "Thank you for helping me." The man choked out blood as he drew his last, bloody breath.
He walked up the stairs and down twisting corridors to reach his parents room. He had grabbed another, larger knife from the kitchen before starting this "journey". As he entered his parents room, both remained asleep and oblivious to him. Itachi slid the knife over his mother's throat to make her death fast. Then he shook his father awake. Once the man's eyes were open fully and staring angrily at him, Itachi raised the knife and brought it down quickly, slicing open his shoulder. A piercing scream echoed through the empty mansion. Itachi pulled the knife out, tearing flesh and bone. He brought it down again.
And again.
And again.
He didn't stop until his father had screamed out his final breath. Then, his expression unchanged and cold, he left the knife in his father's body and headed downstairs. Itachi sat in the chair for a long time. Around eleven he called the police.
…
Sasuke woke to the sound of police sirens. He jumped out of his bed and ran to the window. Outside was an ambulance, but there was no one inside the open doors. There were people carrying out bodies on a stretcher, but not one of them was alive.
His eyes widened when he saw his mother's corpse, dead and cold just like the rest. Sasuke continued to look until they finished. He hadn't seen them carry out his brother.
"ITACHI!" Sasuke screamed as he ran to the bedroom door, trying to open the door to find it locked from the outside. "ITAAACHI! LET ME OUT OF HERE! ITACHI! HELP! Help… Itachi?" He sank down and began to sob. Sasuke had never been dumb, and somewhere deep down he knew it had to be Itachi. But why? Why had he killed everyone? Why spare him?
"Hey! Who's in there?"
"Itachi…" Sasuke cried. The doorknob jiggled then clicked, opening slightly then hitting Sasuke in the back.
"Little boy, you have to come out now."
"Itachi… Where's Itachi?"
"Your brother is fine. If you come out you can see him."
Sasuke pushed himself up and got out of the way. A large, muscular man came through the door and checked the room and then Sasuke. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?"
"No. Itachi?"
"He's downstairs. Come on." The man held out his hand and Sasuke took it. Wiping tears away, he walked slowly downstairs with the man.
"It everyone dead?"
"I'm afraid so."
They reached the outside within a minute. The man told him to sit on the sidewalk as he walked over to a pretty nurse.
"Are there any survivors, aside from Itachi and the boy?"
"No, Zabuza, I'm afraid not. And the boy's name is Sasuke, he's the second son. Where was he?"
"His room. The door was locked. What about the fingerprints on the knives?"
"Itachi's. He's definitely guilty. There's no way he'll get the death penalty, though. Being an Uchiha he'll probably only get locked away in the back of a mental ward somewhere."
"I wonder what caused this… Do you have any ideas, Haku?"
"I think he just snapped, but we won't know until the psychological analysis." He paused and looked over at Sasuke. "Sasuke, come here. Do you want to see Itachi?"
Sasuke looked up and nodded. He walked over to the pretty nurse and looked up at him. Haku smiled and patted his head. "He's right in here."
"Itachi?"
"Yes, Sasuke."
Sasuke smiled happily and ran up into the ambulance truck, hugging his older brother lovingly. Itachi pecked Sasuke's forehead. "I'm sorry I can't hug you, Sasuke. But aren't you happy. Now father will never hurt you again, and mother and the staff won't look away. You're free."
"But Itachi…"
"Sh… I did this for you. I love you, Sasuke." He smiled warmly and shut his eyes, retreating into his mind. Sasuke cried and continued to hug his brother, refusing to let go.
A Week Later
Haku squeezed Sasuke's hand reassuringly. "Don't worry, Sasuke. Dr.Hyuuga has a little girl your age and a nephew a year older. You'll be happy here." He knocked on the door and waited. Moments later a woman in a white cleaning outfit answered and smiled warmly.
"Ah, Haku. It's a pleasure to see you again. Well, considering the circumstances, not very good, but still, a pleasure." She smiled and looked down. "Oh, you must be Sasuke. Well, come in. I'll take you to the play room."
Sasuke's eyes lit up. "Play room?"
"See Sasuke?" Haku bent down and smiled at him. "I told you that you would be happy here!"
They walked down long hallways until the cleaning lady stopped at an open door. "Here it is. Go on in, Hinata's playing. I'm sure you'll love her!"
Sasuke hid behind Haku as they went in. Hinata looked up and blushed. "H-hello, Haku."
"Hey, Hinata. I'd like you to meet Sasuke."
"Um… Hi." Sasuke said as he peeked out from behind Haku. Hinata turned a dark shade of red and went back to playing.
"Go on, Sasuke. Go play." Haku pushed Sasuke and left the room with the cleaning lady. Sasuke walked over to a pile of stuffed animals and went to pick one up when something growled from within. Sasuke screamed and ran away, hiding behind a chair. Brown hair popped out of the giant pile, and purple-white eyes glared angrily.
"These are mine. You can't touch my reading spot! Play with Hinata!" With that, the boy's head popped back into the pile.
"T-that's Neji… He l-likes to read."
"Oh…"