Me: Thanks everyone for reviewing and sorry it took so long to get the second chapter up! I've been stressed and all the other stuff that comes with life. And can anyone guess what the title's from?
Disclaimer: I no own.
Chapter 2:
Friday Night's All Right for Fighting
Friday night. He was at the front door of his mother's apartment for a Friday night dinner, as promised. He hesitated with his hand on the door knob. Instead of just opening the door, he knocked and it swung open to reveal an annoyed Sasuke.
"What did I do now?" he asked.
"You're late… and since when do you knock?" Sasuke saked.
"You're still sore about the time I walked in on you and Gaara?" Itachi smirked but it faded when Sasuke's eyes dulled. "Sasuke?"
"We've… been having some problems lately," Sasuke said but then the dullness went away as if it had never been there and was replaced by spitfire. "Which you'd know if you'd come over more often."
"I'm extremely hurt by your implication that I don't care,"
"And he's chosen a great time to develop a sense of humor. Fantastic," Sasuke said dryly.
Somebody told me once that pain is a game we all gotta play.
Then why am in over time and sudden death every other day
I know that for the good of life there's a price we all gotta pay
"What do you want, Deidara?" Sasori groaned, picking up the phone. The one night stand that was next to him stirred.
"Who is that, Sasori?" she yawned.
"No one you need to know," Sasori said. "Dei?"
"Danna… someone was murdered…"
"Who?" Sasori asked, bolting upright.
"Himiko Haruno,"
"When?" Sasori frowned. "Why did you need to call me?" Deidara paused before answering.
"Because… she was found murdered in my art studio,"
"Where are you?" he asked. His heart rate started to accelerate. He hadn't felt like this since… he hadn't felt like this since he had found out Deidara had gone back to some of his worse habits…
"I'm going to get you a lawyer," Sasori said.
"Danna-"
"Deidara, did you do it?"
"No!" Deidara snapped.
"Then I'm calling a lawyer,"
I don't need no one to put me down,
I'm on the ground can't get no lower.
"So how are you getting yourself fed, Itachi?" Mikoto asked, frowning at Itachi.
"I eat, mom," Itachi said. "In fact, the secretary at the office makes sure I get lunch."
"In hopes of getting something else," Sasuke said under his breath, smirking at his brother. Itachi rolled his eyes.
"I heard that, Sasuke," Mikoto said and Sasuke had the decency to turn red and Itachi smirked. "Well it's good to have both my boys at home, finally." Sasuke and Itachi avoided looking at each other, each sporting small smiles.
"So is there anyone new in your lives?" Mikoto asked. Sasuke choked on his drink and Itachi froze mid bite.
"Mom!" both boys protested, looking flustered.
"You're not teenagers anymore," Mikoto said with a smile. "Well? Out with it."
"I'm not seeing anyone," Itachi said. "There's never enough time lately."
"Lately meaning the last seven years," Sasuke grumbled.
"Sasuke!" Mikoto said.
"Then who are you seeing, brat?" Itachi snapped. Sasuke turned to his older brother and both expected to see red in their brother's obsidian eyes.
"Boys!" Mikoto said, slamming her hands on the table, making both look at her. "We are going to have a civilized dinner! Now, Itachi, this has been the first time you've been home for a dinner in months. Sasuke, don't scare your brother into not coming over for dinner. Now this family has become to distant-" Itachi's phone began to ring just then.
"It's Sasori…" Itachi said. "I'll just call him later." He added when he saw his mom's face.
"Good call," Sasuke muttered as Itachi hit the ignore button.
"Now as I was saying," Mikoto said. "This family has become to distant and I don't like it. We're going to have dinner every friday night dinner-" the house phone began to rang. Mikoto sighed and went to the phone.
"Hello?"
"If that's Sasori… he'd better have a damned good reason for calling this time," Sasuke said.
"Itachi," Mikoto said. "It's Sasori… he sounds upset."
"Sasori, this is not a good time," Itachi said quietly into the phone.
"I have a client for you," Sasori said, sounding hesitant.
"Is Kakuzu in prison again?" Itachi groaned.
"No…'
"Did Hidan try and sacrifice some kid again?"
"No but that was interesting,"
"Did Zetsu try stealing the plants again?"
"No,"
"Then what? Don't tell me you're participating in motercycle races again," Sasori paused and drew in a breath before he answered.
"Deidara is the number one suspect for the murder of Himiko Haruno," Itachi breath caught in his throat and he his knees felt weak. He let himself drop the phone and his knees went out from under him.
"Itachi!" Sasuke and Mikoto shouted, running to his side.
"Itachi?" Sasori's voice came for the telephone. "Itachi?"
"Sasori?" Sasuke said. "It's Sasuke. What did you tell my brother?" His eyes trailed after his older brother as their mother helped him to the couch. His hand tightened around the phone.
Since everybody knows what it is that I need to do
well do me a favor
let me worry about me, and you worry about you