A/N: Okay. So I started yet another story. But this time it was on accounta boredness and intrigue. Buuut! That doesn't mean that I've stopped working on LMLY. ("Let me love you?" Yea. It's just that chapter 10 is taking longer than I expected it would. Eh, heh… )
Anywayz, this new one is an Itasasunaru. Yea.. Just thought I'd warn ya. I hope you like it and whatnot. Plus, I've never seen anyone write about this type of love triangle. It's like no one wants to share. Sharing is caring in my book. But not to worry. I won't blow up the first section of the story with a huge, messy ménage et tois. Uh, yea.
Disclaimers: I don't own the Naruto characters used in this fic, okay? So.. Um, yea.
Warnings?- Hetero (o.o!), incest, buttsecks (XD Lolz. No… I'm really just kidding about that?), AU, Angst, Yaoi ('Cause Itachi-sama won't let meh say "shounen-ai"), and other misplaced warnings… (Word of advice: "Just be careful when reading this fic." 'Cause it's really really...-insert word here-)
If you got through all of that and you still want to read. Then "Good Looks" xD
1st Entry
I didn't want to come here.
To end up…here.
I never wanted anything to do with him.
But as always; I had no choice. I never have a voice in anything.
It's like someone up there just hates me, right now.
Yea. It's better than being an orphan…
But to live with my brother? Something has to be wrong with that.
It's just something about him that's not right.
I was more than happy when he moved out 4 years ago.
When m o m
Why
I just cant get over it.
They weren't supposed to be there.
If I wasn't sick in some hospital 2 states away. They wouldn't of have to fly over to see me.
It's my fault they got on that…plane.
I'm sorry. Mom. Dad. I
0o0o0o0o0
"Foods ready. When you're finished," a voice came from the door.
"Yeah. Okay…thanks," a little annoyed, Sasuke replied. He hated being interrupted mid thought. Yet here his brother comes waltzing in, killing the mood.
"What d'you put down today?" Itachi walked deeper into the second bedroom, now his younger brother's, slowly closing the gap between them. As he reached the back of the chair, Itachi placed his hands on top of it, catching a glimpse of the page open to him. Only a few words though, here and there, before Sasuke noticed.
"None of your damn business." Sasuke shut the book and stared to ease out of the chair. Why do I have to put up with— A set of hands where suddenly on his shoulders, sitting him back down. "What the…?"
The older brother bent forward a bit, holding Sasuke in place, while he spoke softly in his ear, "I want to know, though… Maybe I could help you…" Itachi wrapped his arms around Sasuke and grinned, "…come up with something to… write about." Every word he whispered made Sasuke's cheeks deepen a shade of pink.
Sasuke almost fell out of his chair as he jumped up, causing Itachi to let go and take a step back. "N-no thanks," he said as he took a few good steps away from his older brother and crept towards the door. "I'll be fine by myself."
More than halfway to the door, Sasuke glanced back and realized that the journal was still on top of his desk; closed but out. He rushed back to get it, staying well out of reach of the smug Itachi, who had taken a seat on the bed. Sasuke glared at him as he snatched his book and went to leave.
"Such an evil look from my dearest little brother. Eh, Ke-kun?" Itachi smiled, eyeing Sasuke as he made his way through the door.
Bouncing down the stairs, Sasuke didn't bother to look back as Itachi called to him, "You can't run from me in my own house, Ke-kun…"
"Tch, whatever," he muttered. "I could try…"
Sasuke's pace slowed as he reached downstairs. The aroma from the kitchen drove his stomach into knots. Maybe he was just that hungry, because everything smelt good to him. Skipping lunch and waking up too late for breakfast could do that to anyone. So he was more than happy that his older brother cooked something for him tonight.
One thing Itachi was good at was cooking. It had to be if he used to live by himself. And now that Sasuke was living with him, he had more of a reason to cook.
Sasuke placed his journal on the counter as he headed to the cupboards for a bowl. Even on his tip-toes, he was straining to reach one dish. It wasn't that he was short, only that Itachi had made sure everything in this house was higher up than it should be.
Growling, Sasuke cleared a spot on the counter and crawled up. He looked like some little kid doing something they shouldn't be doing, as he fumbled through the cabinets.
"Do you want some help?" Itachi said, taking his time coming into the kitchen. He pulled out a chair from underneath the table and sat down. A small smirk slipped onto his lips as he watched his younger brother.
"I…" he set the bowls on the countertop then jumped down, "got it already." Sasuke stood up and brushed off his dark green pajama pants and fixed his black tee. He ran his hand through his hair, ruffling it slightly before he turned around to close the cupboard doors. "Why the hell is everything so damn high in here?" he asked as he took his bowls to the pots on the stove.
Itachi shrugged, "It came like this…" He smiled again at his brother and combed his fingers through his own hair. Itachi, who usually had his hair tied back in some fashion, left it out tonight so that it covered his shoulders.
"Yeah…right," he rolled his eyes and started to serve out rice in one bowl and the beef stew in the other. After filling them both, Sasuke took a seat at the table, opposite his older brother. He gave Itachi a quick glance before reaching for the cup full of chopsticks that was placed near the center of the table.
Sasuke sighed and hated saying what he was going to say next. But it would probably feel awkward eating it without saying something… "Thanks… for the food," he said under his breath, pouting slightly. He glanced up at his older brother again to see if he heard what he'd said.
Itachi rested back in his chair and grinned lazily, "You're welcome, Ke-kun."
Rolling his eyes again, Sasuke fiddled with his utensils until they felt right between his fingers. He muttered, "Itadekimasu," and quickly went to eating.
He was going at it pretty fast; wolfing everything down as if he had not eaten in forever.
Sasuke took more food to his mouth as he got up. He walked over to the cabinets and pulled down a cup. Walking over and opening the fridge he poured himself out some juice then sat back down. Just as he was about to bring more rice to his lips, Sasuke's eyes caught sight of Itachi, who seemed amused watching him.
"What..? Why are you watching me...eat?" Sasuke furrowed his brows, confused, at his brother.
Itachi shrugged again, "I don't know..." He placed his elbows on the table and propped his head up in his hands. "What is it? Can't I watch you?"
"No. It's freakin' me out..." he looked down at his food as he stirred it around with his chopsticks.
A grin crept onto Itachi's face, "But it's interesting looking at you; watching what you do... I can see why Okaa--"
"Stop," Sasuke placed his chopsticks down, "I don't want to hear about mom right now..."
"Gomen. I," Itachi paused searching for a word, "forgot how you felt."
"Tch. You 'forgot'. You didn't forget, you just didn't know..." Sighing, Sasuke trailed the edges of the bowls with his finger. After a few moments he gently pushed the door away. As he was getting up he took his journal and cup of juice and headed out of the kitchen. He didn't feel up to "talking" with his brother. Not again, not tonight.
Maybe it was just a sign of being a sadist, but Itachi loved to mess with his brother; even to use their dead mother as bait. The death of his parents hadn't hurt him as badly as it did Sasuke. From being away from the family for more than three years, Itachi had grown distant. And even though he had separated himself from his parents, Itachi still had his version of a relationship with his younger brother.
Itachi sighed softly and watched as Sasuke got up and left, "So... Are you going to leave this? Or..." He pointed to the dishes.
"I'm coming back. I'll finish it then," Sasuke waved him off.
"Hmm... Are you ready for tomorrow, Ke-kun?"
Sasuke paused at the foot of the steps and sighed loudly, "Yeah."
"Hmm..?"
"I said yea!" Resting against the banister, Sasuke took a sip of his drink. He was at the right angle to stare at the back of Itachi's head.
"Oh." Itachi sat there and scratched the back of his head slowly.
"Hey," Sasuke said softly.
"Yes?" His older brother tilted his head as far back as he could and shot Sasuke a quick smirk before sitting up.
Sasuke scoffed, "You're not gonna call me 'Ke-kun' at school, right?"
"..." Itachi stared at the bowls that sat on the table.
"Itachiii?"
"Hmm? Did you say something?" The older brother grinned to himself.
"Grrr. Just please don't call me that..." Sasuke growled as he went up the stairs.
"Don't call you what..?"
Rolling his eyes, Sasuke paused on the stairs and called back, "Ke-kun!" He stomped up the rest of the stairs and walked into his room.
Closing the door behind him, he leaned his back on the door and sighed, "Something is so very wrong with him..." He stood up and walked to his desk to place his cup and journal down. With nothing left in his hands, Sasuke flopped into bed.
He rolled over onto his back and stared at the ceiling fan, "Another school... Uhhh! Again!" His hand took hold of the closest pillow beside him, shoved it into his face and yelled, before tossing the pillow to the floor. Sasuke rolled on his side and curled up, pulling the covers over his head.
"A new annoying school... Great," he yawned and closed his eyes. A tiredness slipped over him as he lay there. He blinked slowly but as they closed they felt way too heavy to open again.
So, Sasuke drifted off to sleep; the butterflies in his stomach steadily building up for the next day.
--x--x--x--x--x--x--
"Sasuke," Itachi shook his younger sibling's shoulder. "Ke-kun, get up or you'll be late!"
"Wha--" Sasuke yawned and pulled the sheets up and over his head. "Five more minutehhh..." He fell back to sleep.
"Sasuke. Don't..." Itachi sighed as he watched his brother drift off again, "...go back to sleep. "He crossed his arms, shaking his head.
Itachi walked to the foot of the bed and took hold of the covers. He grinned and yanked the covers off, in one swift gesture.
Sasuke shivered and tried to curl up, "What the hell--"
"School. Ten minutes."
"What?" The younger brother jumped out of bed, slightly panicked. He glanced to his clock and remembered that he hadn't set it the night before. Dammit. "Why didn't you wake me up before, if you saw it was getting late?"
"Heh... I tried," Itachi said as he tossed the sheets aside.
"Dammit," Sasuke said under his breath as he rummaged through his closet and drawers for clothes; flinging this and that everywhere. He found a pair of white baggy jeans and tossed that on the bed. A navy blue t-shirt landed on top of that and a hoodie the same color plopped next to the shirt. It was Sasuke's favorite hoodie. On each arm, running down in a straight line, where these red and white fans. When he had first gotten it, he thought they might have been mushrooms. He always seemed to smile when he wore it. Not only that, but it was the only one of his hoodies that wasn't too big on him.
After picking out his clothes, he grabbed his towel and headed to the washroom for a quick shower. And just as he was heading out, the sight of Itachi stopped him in his tracks.
Sasuke stood there, jaw slacked, and wondered whether this person in front of him was he brother or someone else. "What..."
"Heh... I thought it might have thrown you," Itachi said.
"What do you mean, 'I thought it might have thrown you'? What? Where you planning to embarrass me on the first day of school?"
"Not intentionally."
"Fucking liar," Sasuke glared. "You know that whatever you do is gonna come down on me." Throwing his towel over his shoulder, Sasuke crossed his arms in defiance.
Itachi just stood there with his version of smug on his face. His hair was done up in one; a little higher than where he usually had it. With his hair up, Sasuke spotted the pair of chokers around Itachi's neck. They were both the deepest black, which matched the rest of the outfit. A black tee with fine mesh for sleeves, deep gray (almost black) pants, and sneakers with white stitchings around the ankles is what Itachi had on. All that black with only the belt, little red-white outlined-clouds here and there, and his purple fingernails stood out to Sasuke.
It wasn't as if he hadn't seen anyone wear anything like that before. It was just that he hadn't seen Itachi wear an outfit like this. Sasuke thought that Itachi saw himself higher than any label.
"This is Middle School all over again," Sasuke snapped.
It was just like before. Anything that the older brother did would always cause people to expect the same or more from him. It was so bothersome at times that, over the years, Sasuke developed a bitter dislike of Itachi. Hatred was a little to strong for what he felt, exactly.
"It doesn't have to be," Itachi's voice was calm as ever. He took a step closer to his little brother.
Sasuke, cautious, backed up, "What's that supposed to mean?"
Smiling, Itachi poked Sasuke's forehead before walking out of the room, "Just hurry up, Ke-kun."
Rubbing his head, Sasuke pouted slightly, watching his brother leave the room.
"I'm leaving in five minutes." Itachi smirked.
"What? Hey, wait--"
"I have been. If I wait anymore, we'll be late." He glanced back at his younger brother and grinned. This year's going to be... interesting.
Catching that look from his older brother, Sasuke furrowed his brows and wondered. All he knew was that he didn't like how this school year had started. He wasn't even in the building yet and he was feeling weird about going to school with Itachi.
--x--x--x--x--x--x--
"Hey Lemme see what classes we got together!"
"Eh, knock yourself out."
"Hey, hey. Let me see too! Come on..."
"Whoa! You're taking Calc?"
"No... He's taking Calc."
"Hey... I was just asking. Making sure okay?"
"It's right there on the paper! Why would you need to make sure?"
"Well, I just wanted to ask him!"
"Oh. Sorry. I just forgot how much of a dumbass you are. The summer's really done something to my memory."
"Whaaat--!"
"Sigh. You guys are so noisy. You'd think that a break might calm your mouths."
"Don'tcha think that might've been a bit too hopeful, Shikamaru?" said a girl's voice.
"Yeah, Shika, you're not the one who would bet on that."
Shikamaru glanced back to the two people who had came up from behind. Ino and Chouji had just walked out of the main office, getting their schedules. Shikamaru grinned and rubbed the back of his neck slowly, "Heh. I thought I'd try being hopeful for those two." He shot a thumb behind him, to Kiba and Naruto. Both of them still yelling at each other.
"What the hell! You so started it first!"
"Yeah ok. Well, if you weren't such a shit-for-brains then maybe I wouldn't have said anything, Blondie."
"Eeeehhh?"
"This is gonna be a long day, ne?" Chouji asked, smiling wearily.
"Uhh." Shikamaru shook his head slowly, rubbing his temples.
"Gah. Move." Ino stepped between Shikamaru and Chouji and went to pull Naruto and Kiba a part. "Kami! What is wrong with you guys! Take a breather!" She nudged each one of them part, sending Kiba towards the lockers and Naruto to the water fountain across from them.
Ino sighed and walked back to Chouji and Shikamaru, "That's the only way you can work with them."
"Hmph." Naruto made a face at Kiba, sticking his tongue out quickly. "Bleh."
Kiba growled, baring his teeth and biting at the air.
"Ooo. Why don't you come over here then," Naruto teased him.
"You know what..."
Ino had to step in front of Kiba to stop him from going anywhere, "Would you two stop it?"
"Hey tell that to him!" he pointed at Naruto who had been laughing hysterically at the fact that Ino could hold Kiba off.
"Naruto..." She turned around to face him.
"What?" Naruto looked puzzled and innocent. Only an act he could pull with such ease.
"Dumbass," Kiba said under his breath.
Naruto's left eye started to twitch, "What?"
"Kiba..." Ino was getting tired of going back and forth between them.
"You heard me." Kiba smirked and held his hands up, "You're lucky Ino's holding me back, or'd there'd be a slaughter in the hallway."
Ino rolled her eyes, not even holding Kiba back. While Shikamaru, Chouji, and Naruto was holding back their share of laughs. When Kiba started acting like that, it usually meant that the "fight" was over.
"Ooh. I'm so scared," Naruto called back. "Why don't you just fight me already?"
"What's this about a fight?"
All five of them stopped, startled, slipping into their "good student" mode. It took them a second to realize that it was Asuma-sensei that had asked the question. All of them eased down and laughed a bit.
"It's nothing. Really." Naruto said.
"Yeah. We were just looking over... Uh.."
"Schedules," Naruto added, helping Kiba out.
"Yeah. You know.. before the classes started."
"Right." Asuma wasn't all that convinced, but he knew that was all that he was getting out of them about this. "Well, You guys should go then. Class is about to st--"
Brrriiinnngg!
"Start?" Ino finished.
"Yeah. That was only the first bell. So you all should start heading to your class now." He stared at them, staring back. "Now."
"Oh.." Kiba mused.
Chouji, Shikamaru, and Naruto laughed, while Ino sighed.
Not a moment after that, did they all split up, waving bye to their little group, agreeing to meet up at lunch.
A/N: Okay. So maybe this chapter was a little too long for the first chapter. But I didn't know where to cut it. It was like... If I cut it here.. Then it'd be to short or it'd be kinda odd, or it'd be something that I didn't like.. So I cut it here.. I still don't like it being cut here but it's better than nothing I guess.
Anywayz, I'm trying to make this as omniscient as possible. 'Cause I have a habit of sticking to one char and only doing their inner workings and whatnot. Chea. So. Now that I'm gonna be working with a lot of the chars from Naruto (not owned by me. Remember that.) there's gonna be a wider concentration on more than one person. Duh? Chea. I thought so too.
R&R
