I FINALLY FINISHED CHAPTER 2. :D

Sorry for leaving you hanging. But life fails me, and I fail life so... XD

I shrieked fangirlishly throughout writing this, so hopefully it'll earn a scream from you too. Sorry if it's not as good as the first chapter. ;A;

DISCLAIMER: THE HOT, BEAUTIFUL, SEXY UCHIHA BOYS ARE NOT MINE. NOR IS NARUTO ITSELF. v_v...


It was a cold morning; the ground slick with ice, and the sky dark with clouds that would occasionally let down a quick flurry of snow before closing back up, apparently indesicisive of how it wanted to dispense its frozen cargo.

Itachi and Shisui were sitting at the table, talking quietly, when Sasuke trudged into the room, rubbing his slate gray eyes.

"G'morning, Sasuke." Shisui greeted, snapping Itachi off mid-sentence, seeing as Sasuke had walked in.

Sasuke merely glanced up and gave him a grim nod before directing his gaze back down to the floor.

"Oh, good morning Sasuke. How are you feeling?" Itachi asked, placing a hand on the top of Sasuke's head once the latter was in range.

"Like crap…" Sasuke replied drearily.

Itachi shot Shisui a look while giving Sasuke a hug.

"You still look tired. Go and try to get some more sleep, okay?" Itachi said softly to his precious Sasuke.

Sasuke nodded and went back to Itachi's room, head hanging.

The distant screams of fangirls echoed in Shisui and Itachi's ears.

Damn author and her sound effects, Shisui and Itachi thought simultaneously.

As soon as they were sure Sasuke was out of earshot, the real reason for Shisui's early morning visit continued on in conversation.

"I will kill, Itachi. No wait… I will do worse than kill… I will maim, torture, then kill slowly and painfully…" Shisui murmured, clenching his fists.

"I want to incapacitate those retarded little brats as much as you do, but we can't just barge into their houses and do it."

"There are two of us, and two of them. It's the perfect plan…" Shisui reasoned, trailing off with the typical 'evil genius' glint in his eyes.

Then, he dug his own grave, just by saying a few simple words to get Itachi's attention focused.

"You don't love Sasuke anymore, do you?"

There was a dull THUD of head colliding with floor.

"SAY THAT AGAIN AND I WILL BURN YOUR BODY ALONG WITH THE KYUUBI THING AND THE PINK HAIRED BITCH." Itachi hissed venomously, pinning Shisui to the cold floor by his wrists.

"This is the kind of aggressiveness that we'll need when we destroy the pink bitch and the kyuubi thing." Shisui said, making mental note not to ever bring up the topic that had gotten him into this position in the first place.

"There's a blizzard that's supposed to hit soon. It'll be easier to hide the remains and cover our tracks." Itachi inputted, still pressing Shisui into the floor.

"Brilliant." Shisui commented, smirking.

After 10 seconds of triumphant silence, Shisui started struggling.

"OW YOU'RE PUSHING ON A PRESSURE POINT…" Shisui squeaked, trying to push Itachi off with his feet.

"Oh, sorry." Itachi said, getting up.

Shisui stood, rubbing his sore wrists.

"I taught you well."

"Oh shut up."

Snow was now steadily tumbling down from the gray, seemingly-fathomless sky above Konoha; which left its inhabitants to curl up under a nice kotatsu with friends and family, or some other cheesy, overly biased 'day in the snow' scene.

Mikoto and Fugaku loved both their sons equally. Although it often looked like Mikoto babied Sasuke and Fugaku gave Itachi special treatment, they had equal love for both their children.

Sometimes, they would just stop what they were doing, look up, and silently thank Kami that their boys got along well, and that they were both so gifted.

They also enjoyed writing off Shisui as a dependant on their taxes. Sure, they loved Shisui like a son too, but he was a bottomless pit when it came to food, and he enjoyed making unannounced visits. Not to mention he was almost always there. That counts as a dependant, doesn't it?

At least they could trust Shisui enough to teach Itachi and Sasuke a little about the fan industry and its works. Sure, it was a sensitive topic, but when you're the parents of two gorgeous, talented teenage heartthrobs, you're bound to have to deal with this at one point or another.

They both knew that Itachi despised fangirls and fanboys, and getting within 100 feet of Sasuke while you were a crazed fan was always out of the question, but when he allowed Sasuke to DATE a fangirl, they got a little concerned.

And when they learned of the little incident concerning the hokage's only son and the fangirl Sasuke had been dating, they nearly died of shock.

Sakura, although they hated to admit it, was a cunning, smart girl. A fangirl at that, but still; quite smart. She would have known better than anyone how hard it was for Itachi to let her start dating his little Sasuke. Hell, everyone knew how hard it would be to get Sasuke. But she did the most unthinkable thing. She kissed another boy, fully aware of the fact that she could be caught.

Perhaps she just got caught up in the moment?

No… She was too smartass for that.

She got cocky. She thought she could get away with it one time. But that was all it took.

That had to be it. It had to…

At dinner that very evening, Mikoto fussed over Sasuke, catering to his every whim and babying him to her very fullest potential.

Itachi and Fugaku were sharing a silent conversation just by looking at each other, and it was amazing that they could fully understand what the other was trying to say.

Does Shisui know?

Yes, he does. First person and only person I told.

As much as I hate to admit it, I can't allow you two to kill the traitors.

WHAT?

I know, I know. I want to kill them as much as you do, but we have to think about the welfare of the clan before we go around slaughtering 13 year olds.

Well, what are we supposed to tell Mom? She's expecting us to finish the pink thing and the kyuubi boy off.

Let's not think about that…

There's no use avoiding the inevitable.

Good point…

Go ahead and tell her.

Why do I have to tell her?

You're the man of the house and head of the clan. Confronting Mom wouldn't be much of a problem to you at all, the way I look at it.

So NOW I'm the head of the clan and man of the house?

Just because I'm trying to defend Sasuke and attempting to kill his teammates doesn't make me man of the house!

Oh whatever…

Just tell her when Sasuke isn't around. I'd like to break it to him my way.

You think he'd want to hear that after getting his poor little heart broken?

You're making it sound like I'm the one who's going to be crying!
Am I?

Yes!

Oh PUH-LEASE… (3) I know how emotional you can get when Sasuke's down in the dumps when it's something serious like this.

Oh, and you don't?

It's my JOB to get emotional about stuff like this.

Oh just shut up already…

You're just jealous because you didn't get fussed over like this when YOU were his age.

Tch, you can't even lie. Shisui told me all about life before Sasuke was a major concern.

Did he?

The conversation ended with Fugaku smirking deviously and taking a sip of his tea. (4)

Itachi looked down at his rice, a chibi raincloud rolling into frame.

"Uh, Nii-san?"

Itachi looked up.

His mother, father, and Sasuke were all giving him WTF looks.

"What?"

Sasuke pointed a finger at the rainclouds now dumping their contents onto his older brother.

Itachi looked up.

"Oh, those should go away eventually…" Itachi murmured, blue depression lines coming into view on the back of his head.

"Itachi, push those outside before you ruin the carpet." Mikoto said, still harboring a look of light confusion on her face.

"Yes, Mother…" He drawled, getting up and pushing the clouds toward the front door of the estate.

Later that evening, Sasuke and Itachi were sitting in Itachi's room. It was times like these where Sasuke could relax. They would just sit around and talk.

Itachi finally dozed off at 11 (or something around 11, Sasuke never really cared to glance at the clock), and that left Sasuke to lie there, curled up next to his brother and stare miserably up at the ceiling.

Perhaps he was better off without Sakura. She was always a little too pushy, and she did what ever it took to get affection. Not to mention how she rubbed their whole relationship in that poor Ino girl's face.

He was nearly asleep when he realized his cell phone was ringing; it only broke his heart more due to the fact it was Sakura's ringtone.

I'm not gonna answer it, I'm not gonna answer it, I'm not gonna answer it…

He got out of bed and picked up his phone.

"Hello?" He answered hesitantly.

"SASUKE, THANK GOD!" Sakura sighed.

"What do you want?" He asked, willing himself not to hang up long enough to hear a response.

"OH GOD SASUKE I'M SO SORRY! I'M SO, SO, SO SORRY!" She squealed, sobbing.

He wished she wouldn't scream into the phone like that. She might wake up Itachi. Or he might wake him up by shouting at her for shouting.

"Oh, quit begging Sakura. You probably think you're above dating me. You certainly thought so when you were kissing that idiot Naruto." He commented coldly. (1)

Sakura sobbed harder.

"IT WAS A MISTAKE, SASUKE! IT WAS THE BIGGEST MISTAKE I EVER MADE! I'M SORRY…"

"I don't wanna hear it." He snapped, silently praying that the lump in his throat would go away.

"PLEASE SASUKE, PLEASE!" Sakura screamed.

"Sakura. It's over. You had your chance." He deadpanned; a trait he had picked up from Itachi.

With that, he hung up.

After shutting off his phone to avoid any more guilt calls, he crawled into bed with Itachi again.

By this time Itachi was awake just enough to know his poor Sasuke was in need of a hug, so he sleepily wrapped an arm around Sasuke's waist and pulled him close.

Sasuke, feeling a little better, snuggled up to Itachi and dozed off.

Stupid Sakura, he thought as his eyes closed.

Meanwhile, Sakura was sitting on her bed, sobbing hysterically and having the typical fangirl meltdown.

Naruto was recovering from minor head trauma in his father's mansion, and it was he who realized it first.

Itachi was going to end him. No, wait… Plainly ending him wasn't going to satisfy the protective Uchiha.

Itachi was intelligent, strong, fast, and hardcore. He could get the job done quickly, and cleanly. Naruto knew that quite well. Being the hokage's son had its advantages. But he also knew that the Uchiha was a master of torture. Knowing how protective Itachi was of his dear baby brother Sasuke, Naruto was screwed. Itachi would under no circumstances make Naruto's death painless. He would play with his food before eating, as Naruto liked to think of it.

And Kami knows what Itachi was going to do to Sakura-Chan… (4)


(1): By show of hands, who died laughing at that? *falls over laughing*

(2): OH GOSH… Can you imagine how skilled they had to be to have a silent conversation like that? *laughs*

(3): GRAMMAR FAIL… *laughs*

(4): I just KNOW there's at least one ItaSaku fan out there that is smirking at this moment because of that statement… *glares*

So cute, right? Hopefully I can get chapter 3 up and running before you guys all lose faith in me. Which I have a feeling has already happened. XD Go right on ahead and review. THE REVIEW BUTTON COMPELLS YOU.