Vanity
A haughty story wasted on Uchiha Sasuke... My longest one yet! :)
It was common knowledge that Uchiha Sasuke is waiting to avenge his fallen clan. Anyone with two eyes available would be able to acknowledge the fact that the Uchihas were a pretty bunch. We all know Sasuke is immensely proud of his clan.
From his chicken-butt styled hair, we observed it as bed-head look. Did you know Sasuke wakes up at five in the morning? He spends forty minutes daily to gel his hair right. He dashes into his deceased mother's room just to pull out the hydro-crème specially imported from the country of water.
The tiny jar is nearly empty now; and Sasuke cannot afford to have his cheeks appearing dry and flaky. He makes sure he gets sent on a mission to land of mist every two months. It wouldn't hurt to drop off at Grass to grab a box of mineral mask. If politics between lands of rock and leaf, he'd drop by, too. Those smooth, black stones do wonders for his facial muscles.
On his mission to the land of mist, he completed it swiftly. The civilian thugs were no match for an Uchiha like him, of course. With extra time, and the hydro-crème, on his hands, he walked jauntily to the icy cool pond. It was winter, so the fish would be less active, hopefully. Sasuke did not want any amphibian excretions on his handsome face.
Pinching a smidgen of the pale blue paste, he rubbed it on the palm of his hands and smoothed it over his face in upward motion. If pushed down, his skin may get saggy.
Splashing some of the sparkling fresh water only found in the water country, he admired his reflection.
'Kami-sama, I am extremely handsome, if I may say so myself.' He thought of himself even more good looking than his brother; he did not have those atrocious lines on the sides of his nose.
He leaned forward, now scrutinizing his nose. A pointy, straight nose with no acnes or blackheads in sight. He sighed. He was just so heavenly beautiful it was no wonder the young ladies fall over his feet.
He scooted even closer. Why was he born with such good looks? He looked sinfully striking, that he couldn't resist embracing himself. He inched his face closer to the surface, and kissed it, twice.
He promptly fell into the water.
Now let us take Uchiha Itachi; strong, fearless, emotionless. ANBU captain at the start of his teenage years, a prodigy well praised. But for the female population of Konoha, they would've sighed absentmindedly had he been a genin.
None had turned his head. Have you ever seen Uchiha Itachi laugh, or at least smile? No. We pin him as cold and silent...
Itachi was merely afraid of early wrinkles.