A/N: Hello everyone! I know I've lost my mind, working on seven chapter fics at the same time and what not... probably not a good idea, but my mind keeps wandering! And as i was reading today, i noticed that i've actually never really done one of the depressing 'big brother doesn't love me anymore' type of ItaSasu, and although i find them to be annoyingly stereotypical, the fluffXsmut combination is quite tasty, so i wanted to write one xD

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"Good Morning Konoha! Todays weather is expected to be cold with ten percent chance of rain later on in the-"

Sasuke Uchiha slapped the button on his alarm clock, and slurred out a steady stream of curse words at his radio, this was his usual reaction to waking up, he hated it. It was a cold lonely experience that he thought should always be avoided, he had accepted though, that as much as he loved to sleep waking up was unavoidable.

Getting showered and dressed was the easy part, he and his brother shared the bathroom that joined their rooms, but Itachi never used it, so Sasuke always had it to himself in the mornings.

He was out of the shower in exactly seven minutes and it only took him three to get dressed and ready since his school had a uniform, and overall perfection was something that came naturally to his entire family.

He was done with his whole morning routine by 6:15 on the dot, and he didn't have to be on the way to school until seven, so there was enough time for him to eat a nice big breakfast. That was a nice thought, although it was pretty normal. He frowned as he walked into the kitchen, thinking that a robot would probably go about it's morning the exact same way he did.

"Morning, Okaasan."

"Good morning, Sasuke, how are you this morning?"

"Alright, i guess. Same as every other morning."

Itachi walked into the kitchen silently, reading the paper, then looked around the room, and after a brief moment of eye contact with his younger brother, walked back out.

Mikoto frowned. Both of her sons had been in awful moods as of late.

"Are you and Itachi going through something? You used to be so close..."

"It's not my fault that he hates me."

"I'm sure your brother doesn't hate you, no go on and eat your breakfast."

"Yes he does." Sasuke said, sitting at the table to poke at food his mother had probably been up preparing at five thirty that morning.

"What on earth makes you think something like that?"

"First he wanted time with me, then he was forced into time with me, then he had to choose to make time for me, then he chose not to make time for me, then he stopped wanting time with me. Trust me, i know. I've been watching this process happen since i was about two years old."

"You being two years old, wasn't so very long ago darling, what does a sixteen year old boy know about the world? I've known your brother his entire life and his actions still don't make any sense at all to me, perhaps we're both misjudging him."

"I suppose..." Sasuke mumbled, not really wanting to have this discussion with his mother. He already knew that Itachi hated him, there was no questioning it, talking about it was just a waste of time.

Some of what his mother said was true though, the Uchiha brothers had been close. Until Sasuke was about twelve, during the most confusing stage of his life, his Aniki had started drifting away, more and more each year. Now at sixteen, if they didn't look so much alike a person might see them walking down the street and think them to be strangers. That particular situation would never happen though, because Itachi wouldn't have allotted himself to be on the same street with Sasuke anyway. He avoided his little brother at all costs.

"What are you thinking about, sweetheart?" Mikoto asked.

"Nothing." Sasuke said blankly. He gulped down his orange juice and got up from the table, without having eaten a bite of his food. As usual, Itachi was standing outside of the doorway to the kitchen, waiting for his brother to leave so that he could eat his own breakfast.

"Hey, Nii-San." Sasuke said, he knew that Itachi wasn't going to talk to him, but talking to his brother was always amusing. He could say whatever he wanted and not have to worry about getting a negative response, because there usually wasn't a response at all.

"C'mon Aniki, look at me."

Itachi sighed and turned to look at his brother.

"In case you didn't hear my conversation just now, it's official, Okaasan knows that you hate me."

Itachi's face looked slightly saddened, he opened his mouth, but then closed it, still without speaking a word.

"Can you pick me up from school today? It's supposed to rain. I already know that you have time, and you don't have to talk to me in the car if you don't want to... I just..." Sasuke had to pause so his voice didn't shake, "I really miss spending time with you." He said.

"No." Itachi said before turning to walk into the kitchen.

"Oh good morning Itachi, you might as well just eat Sasuke's breakfast, he didn't touch it at all, doesn't make any sense to waste."

"Hn."

Sasuke slid down the wall dramatically, trying not to cry as he listened in on his family, it was something he often did, just to hear Itachi's voice.

"How did you sleep?"

"Same nightmare. I'm thinking about seeing a therapist."

"You know, you could always talk to me about it."

"I'd much prefer to see a therapist, but thank you for the offer. Don't worry, i'll pay out of my own pocket."

"Really Itachi, that seems so uncalled for, I'm your mother if you can't come to me, what good will a therapist do?"

"It's not that i don't feel comfortable talking to you, i just think this particular problem would be better solved by a professional. I'm nearly twenty two years old, i think it's time i stopped running to mummy." Sasuke could tell by Itachi's tone that he was getting irritated.

"You used to talk to me about everything." Mikoto said softly.

"Will everyone please stop blabbing on and on about what I used to do!" Itachi hissed out.

"It's just that we all have such fond memories of you, before... well... actually i don't know what caused the change."

"Exactly, you don't even understand that so will you all just get off my fucking dick already!"

Sasuke gasped and shot up quickly, and went into the kitchen.

"You can't talk to her like that!"

Itachi slowly let his eyes travel up to meet Sasuke's and Sasuke saw the rage in them slowly drain into something else, Itachi looked tired, defeated, and something else that Sasuke couldn't quite put his finger on. Mikoto was crying quietly into her hands.

"Gomennasai." Itachi said to his mother then he walked past Sasuke out of the kitchen and out of the door, leaving the food, for the second time, untouched.

A/N: Awful ending to this chapter, ne? Oh well. You'll live xD

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