Heh...it's a miracle...2nd chappie!
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto...sheesh...
Mud And Feathers
While most young boys liked playing in the mud, Itachi was never one to do so. Even as a child he had hated the feeling of mud in his skin, and he hated soiling his clothing with the earthy substance. Sasuke, on the other hand, loved to play in mud puddles, and often ended up covered head to toe in mud. Itachi frowned as he looked at his younger brother. Their parents weren't going to be pleased with this, especially not their father. The boy was filthy, dripping in mud and covered with feathers. Itachi shook his head at his brother's playfulness. Not only had the boy gone jumping in every puddle in sight, he had also managed to make a few winged friends, whose feathers had somehow ended up stuck in the mud on his clothing. Sasuke, seeing his brother's frown, also bore a frown of his own, looking up at his brother questioningly.
"What's wrong aniki?" he asked worriedly.
"Sasuke, you're a mess," Itachi replied calmly, "Father will not be pleased."
"But nii-san, why would father be upset? The mud will come off when I take a bath," Sasuke stated innocently.
Itachi glanced at his brother, a small smile gracing his features. Sasuke was sometimes too smart for his own good. The boy was right, for the mud would come off easily. Itachi only wished their father would realize that. He sighed, the smile slipping away.
"You're right otouto," he responded, "but father…he likes everything to be neat, and…perfect." There was a hint of bitterness in his tone as he said the last word. Itachi knew all too well of their father's obsession with perfection. Being the Uchiha Prodigy, he was forced to live up to such expectations of perfection each and every day.
Heh...well...this one was a bit longer...as always, I appreciate comments and criticism...so review and tell me what you think!
Peace Out!