Chapter 2-
A tree...
Another tree...
Hedge...
Wall...
A lamp post...
A dog...no wait.
Oh, Mr. Steven let out his hell hounds...
With his advanced sight, Itachi could view them perfectly. The hounds seemed to be stalking something. With further examination it seemed to be-
At the sight of two hell hounds ripping through an entire heard of sheep, Itachi paled, well, at least he would have could he have been able to get any paler. (A/N major blood shed, blood and flesh flying everywhere...and you get the picture.)
Then he mused that they should be getting close to the estate by now, and glancing out his window revealed his Grand Mansion. And glancing back at Sasuke told him that he had seen it too. Hell, the boy's eyes seem to be as big as saucers.
"Like what you see?" he ventured.
Sasuke glanced back at him.
"Well, there aren't many places that large in the area that I used to live in..." he replied.
"Yes, I suppose there aren't..." Itachi mused just loud enough for him to hear.
Sasuke's eyes narrowed, but he didn't say anything, looking out the window once again at the approaching castle-like structure.
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The estate was enormous, something that could have been considered a castle that the royalty resided in, but still resembled a mansion in more ways than one. As they got closer Sasuke also noticed that the road had turned to cobble stones with an elegant pattern of squares leading up to the front entrance. The car stopped.
Kakashi had parked the vehicle right at the front.
"We have arrived, Itachi-sama. Would you like me to have dinner brought up to you?" asked Kakashi.
"No, I don't have much of an appetite today, but I would like you to get Sasuke a decent meal. I'm sure Iruka will have something for him." Said Itachi as he fluently stepped out of the car, Sasuke following suit not as gracefully.
"I would also appreciate it if you would acquaint him with the cook and my business associates--and refrain from giving Deidara an incentive to bleach my clothes again..." Itachi growled out, giving Kakashi a glare.
"Of course not, how could you even think of accusing me of such a thing?" Kakashi said with an innocent disbelieving tone, demolishing his ruse with a grin that spread across his face. (Yes, Kakashi is not wearing a mask.)
"That's a false claim Kakashi, and if you let Kokuzu molest Sasuke I'll have your head!" Itachi warned.
"Wouldn't dream of it, Itachi-san." Kakashi said.
Sasuke paled, but followed them in never-the-less. He was now aware that if he attempted to run away, Itachi would just drag him back. Then he'd be in a hell all his own. That didn't mean he wasn't going to try, just...not right now.
"Alright Sasuke, lets go meat Itachi's crazy friends!" Kakashi said cheerfully, completely rid of his cool exterior.
"hn." he confirmed, and followed after his cheerful guide who was rampaging toward the kitchen--he was spouting something of that sort...at least that's what it sounded like. So far, Sasuke was convinced that Kakashi was insane...or bipolar.
They had gone through a large ebony hallway, long and regal. Stupid rich people and their beautiful homes. That brought up another subject--Itachi, his gorgeous owner. Sasuke had concluded that it really was useless arguing with himself. Alright so Itachi was pretty, he didn't care much, and it surely wasn't a bad thing. At least he didn't flaunt it--unlike his pink-haired stalker. She gave him the creeps--and was determined to marry him. Fat chance of that, now that he was the possession of a vampire. Come to think of it, he wouldn't be able to see anyone he knew ever again. Sighing, he continued to trail after Kakashi on his mission to the illusive Kitchen.
Catching something Kakashi was ranting to the high heavens--' Flying turkey and green cows?' where did that come from?
"Are you sure you're bringing me to the kitchen or in circles?" Sasuke asked, bored.
Kakashi just ignored his question, or just didn't hear it and continued the venture to the kitchen.
Sasuke sighed again, thus deciding to count the doors as they passed them. 'one, two, three...'
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Itachi watched as his new slave obediently followed Kakashi out of the entryway. Knowing Kakashi it could take them hours to get done with what he had been asked to. 'Oh well, it's not like I don't have all of eternity to get what I want from Sasuke.' contemplated Itachi. A smirk appeared on his face when he remembered hearing from the slave trader that Sasuke was still a virgin. 'Heh. Not for long.' he added mentally, for Itachi would never voice these kind of thoughts aloud.
Itachi really was getting hungry, but he tossed it aside. He had work to do, and besides--he'd eat later.
Taking the stares at a leisurely pace--Itachi was soon in his office, getting to work on legal documents and whatnot.
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' 192, 193, 194, 195, 196, 197, 198, 199, 200! Augh! I give up! No where's the damn kitchen?!' Sasuke mentally screamed, for he too had too much pride to voice out such thoughts. And he was now thoroughly fed up with Kakashi. How does Itachi stand to be around him? Alas, the world will never know...and Kakashi seemed to have found the kitchen.
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The kitchen was not what I was expecting. The room looked to take up half of the first floor. How on earth did it take Kakashi this long to locate something this big?! The cupboards, shelves, and pantries were made of a dark cherry wood, but what he didn't expect was that all the surfaces were made of stainless steal. Not wood, not marble, but stainless steal! Even the burners on the stove were flat and modern...
"I guess Iruka isn't here...oh well!" Kakashi said.
Popping out of his daze, Sasuke stared at Kakashi suspiciously. He was going through the cupboards, extracting various items. So far he seemed to have a butcher knife, a loaf of bread, and a skewer?
"What are you doing?", still giving Kakashi a suspicious look.
"Making you a sandwich," he answered as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"Oh...well, alright," Sasuke said, taking a detour around Kakashi's construction zone. Then he decided that wandering around without an escort (however unqualified said escort was) was not a good idea, so he sat down at the table to observe Kakashi.
Five minutes later Sasuke had ceased trying to make sense of Kakashi's efforts, so he was now staring into space...
'staring...'
'Still staring...'
frowning, he watched as a meat cleaver went soaring through his peripheral vision.
BANG
Sasuke nearly flew out of his seat when Kakashi slammed the sandwich right in front of him.
Quickly recovering, he stared with wide eyes at the thing in front of him. It was...It was...
"What is that?" he asked.
"Well, it was supposed to be a peanut butter and banana sandwich, but I couldn't find any bananas. But you know pickles are good too, so I added that. And then I found pudding in the fridge, so I used that over the pickles. And ketchup! Ketchup makes everything better!! OH! And we had this great fish yesterday. So I put that on top. Do you know what head cheese is? Well neither do I, but it looked edible, so that too!"
If anyone besides Kakashi had seen Sasuke's expression just then, they would have described it as complete and utter horror.
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Kael: Hello Minna! so this is chapter two! And I've decided that this is about the size of my updates. Small I know, but I have a hard time sitting down and typing and posting my story. Anyhow, keep sending reviews.
Oh yeah, help me deturmine the place of the lemon...I have to figure out that whole thing
help will be apreciated!
Ja ne!