Chapter 3 done as well. Very depressing and what not, but trust me, it gets better, definate fluff coming up

Enjoy


Itachi blinked and looked up at Kisame wearily and nodded, pulling out his car keys and sighing. "Well, I'll go track him down, the troublesome part is to actually wake him up..." he said as he shook his head, some loose strands of raven black hair flying. He straightened before cracking his neck slightly, feeling completely stiff and sore before looking at Kisame unemotionally and nodding. "I'll be back later, I'll see you in about an hour or two, depends how long I take," he said softly as he then turned, starting to walk away.

Shisui's house was fairly close, thank goodness, but so was theirs, only a few K's away, so Itachi only had to drive a bit to reach Shisui's and then about another 5-10 minutes and he'd be back at the Uchiha Estate. Lucky Shisui, moving out of the whole complex...

Itachi unlocked his car, glancing again at the back seat and then at the seat that usually occupied Sasuke before pushing the key into the ignition, twisting it and starting the car. He looked behind and started reversing, trying to make sure he didn't hit anything before pulling the car out of reverse and into drive, starting off out of the parking lot. He sped up slightly when he was out of the school grounds and headed down a few streets before he reached Shisui's, slowing down.

He never exactly remembered the number... Well... Because Shisui hadn't BOTHERED to put the number on his nice looking house, just to tease every one, and mainly to piss the Uchiha brother off, or at least, that's Itachi's point of view on the matter. Parking the car just out the front and turning off the car and stepping out, Itachi shut the door, locking it. He hadn't bothered to put his seatbelt on, he didn't care for it any more, but he still insisted Sasuke wear one. He'd really become an unemotional shell without the younger boy around him.

He started to walk up the pathway before sighting the door and feeling butterflies. Well, this WOULD be the first time the elder Uchiha's admitted such an emotion, especially towards his younger brother, but, he could trust Shisui. He knocked on the door as he reached it, waiting patiently. "If you're asleep I'm breaking in and drenching you with water again," the eldest thought, nearly smirking at the thought of it.

Grumbling irritably, Shisui rolled out of his bed and hit the floor, wincing at the huge rush of pain up his back. Groaning loudly, Shisui stumbled to his feet and walked over to his bedroom door, pulling open the door and glaring at the front door that was barely in sight. Who the hell was calling on him? Most of the people he knew were in school, and the others didn't want to talk to him anyway. Huffing and pulling on his boxers, Shisui stumbled to the door and yanked it open, his eyes widening as he saw Itachi. "Want to come in?"

Itachi blinked and looked up at his cousin and best friend and almost smiled. That was a bad sign all the time. "Yeah, could I? I need to talk to you about something," he said softly, now looking down as he bit his lip before sighing and looking back up at the other and frowning a bit.

"Despite the fact I've seen you naked before when we were kids, I still think you should wear more then boxers answering your door where everyone can see you," Itachi said in a joking tone as he smiled a bit. These things were now reserved only for Shisui and Sasuke, the only two who ever saw decent emotions and actually saw the rare Itachi Uchiha smile.

Rolling his eyes at Itachi, Shisui walked into his house, leaving the door open for the other Uchiha as he walked into his room, pulling on some jeans before walking back into the hallway and motioning for Itachi to follow him. "No Sasuke? You're always with him, its rare you leave him alone" He chuckled, as if it meant nothing more to him than a good laugh. "Sasu-chan okay?" He questioned as he sat in a tattered chair.

Itachi sighed and walked in after the other, shutting the door and slipping off his shoes- it was a habit of his he'd taught himself to at least ATTEMPT to keep their house clean, but, with their father it was kind of hard... Itachi then felt a bit awkward. "Yeah, he's at school right now, I think I had to see you... Alone... Without him," he began slowly as he walked in to where Shisui was, placing a hand on a spare chair before shaking his head a bit, pulling the chair and sitting down, placing his head in his hands.

"I have no idea, maybe I'm just a bad brother, didn't look after him right, I don't know, he's not eating right and he's going to loose weight dramatically, he's getting more antisocial, I don't know about sleep, I don't stalk him, but, I'm worried about him... And... Kind of something else," he mumbled before letting his chin rest in one hand, elbow on the table while the other simply dropped onto the table as he looked up at Shisui.

Looking thoughtful, Shisui leant back in his chair, taking in the information Itachi told him as he quickly analyzed it. "Itachi, what are you planning on doing?" He could tell already by the way the other Uchiha had been acting that it wasn't anything good, and as much as he liked his cousin, his best friend, he wasn't going to encourage him to do something stupid and life threatening.

Itachi looked up and as their eyes connected he had to force himself to look down to not spill that part of his thoughts. No. Killing everyone would remain a secret to all but himself and the Akatsuki. "That's the thing, planning, but, Sasuke's stopping me, without knowing it, he's..." He let out an exasperated sigh as he looked down. "Oh Lord I need a drink of something strong," He mumbled, more to himself. He didn't often drink, just with overpowering emotion did he even consider drinking. He looked up at Shisui, a dead serious face on.

"Shisui... I need to tell you something, something no one else is to know about, ever, you can't tell a soul, do you promise?" He asked as he looked at his cousin. He wasn't going to tell Shisui about the family murder plan, oh no, no one would know, but his love for Sasuke, he needed to get that off his chest and at least try and figure out how to help the boy. Perhaps buying a house and taking the boy with him, away from their parents, then he might not have to kill any one.

Nodding his head seriously, but not actually saying he'd keep what Itachi was about to say to himself, Shisui straightened in his chair, intently watching the other Uchiha, running a hand through his hair. "Tell me Itachi" He said softly, trying to reassure the Uchiha, it must have been something important to get him worked up like this; he was never usually this nervous at all.

Itachi looked up at Shisui and then back down at the ground, feeling guilty and embarrassed about what he was going to say. "You know how I'm... Well... I like guys, right?" He began slowly. He hoped that the other had been sober when he'd said this otherwise he was going to re-explain that he had been gay, or known he was, from the age of around 8, perhaps younger, but only because of his little brother. He swallowed again.

"I... I do love some one... And I know it's not a fleeting crush, it's been stuck to me since we were little," he continued as he forced his eyes up, blushing faintly. "It's Sasuke, I love him, in THAT way, not as a brother, I do, but, further as well, I've loved him since he was about five," he almost mumbled, trying to stop himself from blushing, but feeling his cheeks tainting a very faint rose pink colour. He felt so stupid, but, almost relieved he'd told some one, Shisui was good to tell, he never blabbed, but, this felt almost wrong, like it was bad to love your little brother and have dreams and fantasies about him.

Started off as a small chuckle, Shisui held his sides as he broke out into a full blown laugh, his eyes having tears in the edges as he rocked forwards on his chair falling to the floor. Itachi couldn't have been serious, loved his brother in that way?

What was he thinking, was he insane?

Slowing his laughs, the Uchiha blinked up to his cousin, his expression turning from humour, to confusion to realization, and then to pure horror. He was telling the truth. "I-Itachi..." He said as he quickly stood up, backing away from his friend "You can't... I mean... he's blood... that... that's disgusting" He snarled, picking up his phone, intent on calling Itachi a shrink.

Meanwhile...

Naruto blinked before frowning and forming a pouty face. Sure Chouji wasn't exactly as slim as Orlando Bloom or Johnny Depp, but he was still cool in his own right, no need to take a stab at his appearance. And Kiba smelling like wet dog, what's wrong with that? Naruto smelt like Ramen more than often and he could easily pick out some flaws from the Uchiha and take a stab at him...

Yet... He couldn't, the other seemed a bit more pissed then usual- which was pretty ticked to start off with. He sighed. Perhaps he'd have to soon take a talk with the evil scary Dracula brother about the younger of the two, just to see if he could help. He was getting worried about Sasuke, and if it meant talking to the face of evil itself, he was willing to.

Swallowing he turned back to Sasuke. "Fine, they're my friends, but at least TRY to be more social," Naruto mumbled before looking down and mumbling the word 'emo' under his breathe

Turning to Naruto, Sasuke blinked a few times. He didn't want any sympathy, but it would be nice from time to time, and he knew that the Blonde wasn't as dumb as he let on. Sighing softly, the raven haired teen shook his head before standing up and slinging his bag over his shoulder, turning around and heading to his tutor-room.

He wasn't about to put up with Naruto and his fake idiocy for much longer, it was just plain annoying, and what annoyed him further was that everyone else seemed to be falling for it. Pushing open the door to his tutor room, Sasuke walked to the back of the class, sitting down in his seat next to the wall at the far end of the room, his bag dumped onto the floor carelessly as he pulled his seat out and sat down, folding his arms over his chest and sighing.

Naruto frowned and sighed at Sasuke before standing up himself and brushing his pants off of any dirt that may have stuck to them and turned, slowly following the raven after he had vanished into the room and walked in, a hand on his hip and frowning at the other. "I have no idea why you bother coming early if you're not going to socialize," Naruto said with a sigh as he walked forward, going to his normal desk beside the raven, but, with the gap in between them.

Huffing, the Uchiha turned to the blonde and narrowed his eyes. "I don't get to pick and choose when my brother wants to leave the house in the morning" He always wants to leave before Father wakes...' Purposely leaving the last bit unsaid, Sasuke pulled a book out his bag, opening the book to the middle and pulling out a pencil, starting to doodle images of snakes inside. He wanted to work at a joint down town he saw once, a strip club, but it looked good, clean, and well paid, he was tempted to ask Itachi if he would mind. He was unsure however because a creepy guy was running the place.

It reminded Sasuke of a snake.

Naruto blinked and rolled his eyes with a nod."Alright, so then ask your brother not to be such a geek and go to the library so early in the morning, he doesn't do anything, just sits there and reads, I mean, it's almost inhuman the way he is, tell him to loosen up, and you should too!"Naruto instructed with a smile at the end as he sat in his chair and leant on it, rocking back and forward as he watched the other.

"But seriously, you two are getting scary, and I don't want you to start pulling an Itachi on me Sasuke-bastard," he said with another smile, trying to lighten the mood a bit. Something was definitely up, and he WOULD get to the bottom of it.

"There is nothing wrong with my brother" Sasuke said irritably as he locked eyes with the blonde, his lips curving into a frown. "Just because you don't care about your grades doesn't mean no-one else has to care either, you, Naruto, are a selfish prick, who needs to pull his head out his ass if he wants to see what is really going on" Sasuke spat as he tugged nervously at his arm warmers, wanting the fabric that hid his scars so well to hid him.

He suspected he was stressed from the lack of sleep and nutrition but he wasn't about to tell Naruto that. 'I build walls to see who cares enough to knock them down' he thought to himself. There was once a time when he had believed Naruto to be that person, but now he had doubts.

Naruto blinked, stunned as he looked up at Sasuke. "Nothing wrong with your brother? You're kidding! He looks like one of the guys you see in horror movies hacking and killing every one! He's like a reborn Dracula! And you're turning into his evil little minion of doom! You're changing and it's worrying the crap out of me, I'd hate to think about what you're doing to him and the way HE has to basically look after you like he has all your bloody life," Naruto said back, feeling a but angered now.

"And I do care about my grades, but my job doesn't require it, so I'm taking the time to smile, you should too! I can't REMEMBER you smiling! That's how bad it is!" Naruto said, his voice rising slightly.

Standing up from his chair, the Uchiha clenched his fists either side of him, feeling the wounds he had done to his arm last night re-open at the unexpected pressure the blood starting to seep into the white fabric as his voice raised into a small shout. "Why would you care, Naruto, why the FUCK would you CARE!?" Clenching his eyes shut, Sasuke pushed past the blonde and headed towards the classroom door, wanting to get to the bathroom so he could stop the bleeding.

Naruto blinked, stunned, watching the Uchiha stand and yell, biting his lip and holding up a hand as if to stop him, but then froze, noticing stains of red now tainting the white wristbands. Cutting? Oh lord... Now he HAD to see the Vampire king of evil, Itachi Uchiha. He was worried, but, what would Itachi react like? How would he react?

Not well, obviously. He wouldn't be surprised if he did some kind of ancient black magic ritual or something, he would fit it perfectly.

With a frown, he stood up, walking to the door and watching Sasuke before sighing, debating on whether to follow him or not. Perhaps he could use his many contacts to some how find the elder Uchiha's mobile number and call him and tell him, he'd probably not have the guts to tell him in person.

Walking briskly into the bathroom, Sasuke let the door slam behind him, too annoyed to even give a damn if anyone was already in the bathroom, and too annoyed at Naruto to care if he followed him, all he knew was he had to stop the bleeding before he passed out. Ripping off his armbands -not the best idea the Uchiha ever had- Sasuke let them fall to the floor as he ran the tap, wincing at the cold water ran over his heated skin, filling the sink with a watered down red liquid as he slowly cleaned his wounds.

Luckily they weren't bleeding as much as they had when he had cut them, which meant he wasn't likely to pass out, and they'd be easy to cover. Placing pressure around the gash up his arm, Sasuke used both hands to try and pull some paper towels from the holder before drying off any excess blood and walking into one of the stalls. Kicking the toilet seat closed, the raven haired teen sat down and held his cut with the towels, satisfied with how they seemed to be healing back to sores.