One Week

Pairing: NaruSasu friendship

Rating: PG-13

Chapters: Prologue, 7 chapters, epilogue

Summary: Sasuke and Itachi are on vacation in Shibuya. On the second day, Sasuke gets in an accident, and when he wakes up, he finds himself stuck in the game from hell itself; The Reapers' Game. Can Sasuke survive the week and earn his right to exist when he's partnered with quite possibly the most annoying individual he's ever met.

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Prologue – Day 0

Sasuke snarled a little to himself as he put his headphones over his head to block out the constant noise around him. Earplugs didn't work, he discovered. Headphones covered your ears entirely and didn't allow the sound to pass through.

And here in Shibuya, that was a good thing.

He would've never expected a city in Japan to be busier than Tokyo, but the proof was right in front of him. Separated into 13 actual sections, the city of Shibuya was truly a sight to behold. When the lights of the Scramble turned green for those who were on foot, they didn't just walk across the white stripes painted on the road. No, they walked all over the square, talking non-stop as they hurried onward to their destination, which was in some other part of Shibuya.

This was their second day, and already, Sasuke couldn't wait to be back home. They were supposed to stay here two weeks, he and Itachi, but Sasuke had lost interest in this city already. Anyone looking at him would be able to tell he stuck out like a sore thumb.

He was dressed in some simple black shorts that flared at the knees, a dark blue shirt, and a dark red jacket with light gray sleeves that were attached to the jacket through zippers. That's what made the jacket so good in his opinion; it was suited for heat as well as cold. His socks were black and the red and black sneakers on his feet were of some old fashion brand that could not be found in Shibuya at all.

That's why he hated it there, mostly. He stuck out, he was different. Back in Tokyo, no matter how he dressed, at least he could blend in with the crowds. Here, it was impossible

Suddenly, one half of his headphones was lifted and a voice shouted: "SASUKE!" causing him to yowl in surprise.

"Goddamnit! Itachi!" he snarled, finally just pushing the headphones down so they hung around his neck. "What is it?!"

His brother was dressed to fit in since day one. He'd checked online for clothes that were popular in Shibuya and purchased from the brand known as "Dragon Couture". It gave his already sophisticated brother an even more sophisticated look. Dressed in black pants, dark wine red dress shirt, classy shoes and a very nice, smooth jacket, all of which fit him perfectly, he looked entirely like one of the businessmen Sasuke had seen walking around.

And his brother reveled in his new look, the traitor.

Itachi and Sasuke shared a lot of physical features, including how they were a bit short, even if Itachi was much taller now. That was mostly to blame to their heritage, but it was obvious they were related. They both had the same coal black hair and the jet-black hair, though Itachi's hair was much longer now, secured in a ponytail, and Sasuke had styled his hair backward, safe for his bangs, which often hung in his eyes.

"We're here," Itachi said simply, standing back and turning around.

A little curious, Sasuke looked around his brother, before stepping around entirely. Surprisingly, even as they stopped walking, no one actually bumped into them, which could be considered a miracle.

Then again, maybe this place was different.

A single statue stood in front of him. A statue of a dog, sitting upon its stand in a way that indicated it was waiting for its owner to return, even now. Sasuke knew the dog's name, of course. Itachi had been talking about it nonstop ever since the trip had been planned.

"That's Hachiko?" he asked, slightly disinterested. He'd never been that interested in it.

Itachi merely nodded, keeping his eyes on the statue. Sasuke really couldn't say what was so amazing about it. It was just a dog, anyway. Oh well.

Sasuke allowed his brother to look at the statue for a few minutes, before he grew a bit inpatient. "Itachi, I'm gonna check out that store," he said simply, walking off as his brother nodded to show he heard. Not that Sasuke actually watched this action, mind you. He really wasn't in the best of moods.

And so, he bypassed the shop and moved down the street. He really didn't want to be anywhere near his brother at his point.

Reaching a crossing, Sasuke made sure to look both ways, before crossing to the other side.

…even if he'd had his headphones on, he wouldn't have missed the sound of squealing tires…