A/N: No comment. I have so many other things I have to do, and I write this. Plus, it started off as a monologue. 'Cause I did it a couple days ago, when I couldn't get even a minute of quiet, and it was what I did - I ran. And wouldn't you know, the one I was trying to escape, came after me. Except for me, it was in no way sexual.

Disclaimer: I don't, will never, and have never owned Naruto or any of it's characters. Poor me.

My feet thudded quickly upon the beaten path, barely making a sound as I sprinted away. Away from all the stress, all the responsibility, all the feeling. I needed to get away, to put distance between me and my problems that were likely to never fade.

Soon enough, too soon, I was at my desired destination – the little pond half a mile from my house. It was my place, where I went to get control over myself and restore my slipping sanity.

But it wasn't my place for long as I bit back a growl when I heard the gravel grating from behind me in slow, measured paces. Not letting on that I knew I wasn't alone, I turned up the volume on my music and tried to drown out the overbearing presence of the other, eyes closed. I obviously wanted to be alone goddamnit!

For all my show of being emotionless and not having any feelings other than anger and bitterness, there were times that I honestly was close to cracking. That was often when things started to go south, or I don't get any time alone to sort my thoughts and keep myself together.

And I haven't had a moment of damned peace in the last two weeks with my dear, elder brother visiting home from college. He was a prick, a bastard, perfect, and I was absolutely crushing on him. My brother. Trust me, I know how wrong it sounds, how totally nuts. The pseudo-emotionless Uchiha Sasuke actually has a crush. On the emotionally devoid older brother, Uchiha Itachi. Could life get any crueler?

Apparently, it can, and it did.

I felt a slight shift in the air around me – the only indication that my personal space bubble was about to be invaded. My eyes snapped open when something brushed against the very tip of my nose. I was sucked into the black abyss of his eyes, staring amusedly back at me, waiting for me to notice out current situation.

My breath hitched – my lips a mere inch from his and I could tell I was blushing. What kind of a disgrace to the name of Uchiha am I?

Itachi grew visibly more amused when he saw my cheeks, and he opened his mouth, hot breath moistening my now-dry lips. "You are so easy to read, little brother," he whispered. "It's cute."

And his lips plunged into mine.

.fin.