I'm sorry. I really am. Would you like a very pink and pretty cupcake?

Why haven't I updated? Well I guess I could tell you why...

Ok, so right after I posted chapter three, I got a bunch of reviews and started writing this next chapter. For some reason, when I went back to work on this chapter, it wasn't there! So I decided to wait it out and rewrite it the next week. Well, I went camping the next week, and afterwards I kept thinking- "uhhh- what am I supposed to tell my readers? I haven't updated in two weeks!" So I kept on trying to think up good reasons as to why I haven't update. Then I totally forgot about it! So yeah, I'm very very very very sorry, but I'll offer you a cupcake, alright?

I actually have a very brilliant and bright idea. NOT. But if someone or if a bunch of people could remind me to update once in a while (PM me!), I would SO TOTALLY update faster! Or even if I had a beta- I would DEFINITELY update faster. Bring on the pressure!!

And also, are there any other authors out there with the same problem I do? I know EXACTLY how I want the story to be - I have it all planned out in my mind, but I can't seem to begin the chapter right, thus losing my motivation!


The grasshoppers and birds gently chirped in an alternating pattern in the dead of the night. It was a sleep-inducing song, and everyone in the house was peacefully asleep. Well, nearly everyone.

Itachi was wide awake. He was turned on his side to face the window. The moon was directly outside his window, and his curtains were pulled back. The moonlight cast beams of radiance onto the floor, furniture, and the pale boy. Shadows lurked in every corner.

The beams of light that were cast upon his face accentuated the sharp, awake eyes that were gazing outside. The moonlight seemed to love him. His high cheekbones and flawless skin made him seem as if a prince, a graceful and elegant being. The bruises that flawed his skin could not be seen in this lighting- moonlight is colorblind.

He was thinking. Wisps of philosophy seemed to glide around the air- or were those just fireflies that had entered through the window? Life, death, and everything in between clouded his mind. A doctor had asked -ordered- them to come to the hospital immediately tonight- well, seeing that it was past midnight, it was actually yesterday night. He had heard his parents pleading the doctor to come in the morning because Itachi was asleep, and they did not want to wake him up. What they didn't know was that Itachi was wide awake and listening to the phone on his line. After much convincing, the doctor reluctantly agreed to postpone the appointment until the following morning. Let us accredit this to Itachi's troubled sleep –or actually, lack thereof.

"We think we have a diagnosis"

"That's great news! What is it?"

"I'd like to discuss this in person. Could you come to the hospital immediately? Meet me in room 307B- it's on the second floor and-"

"We can't. Itachi's asleep and-"

"Wake him up. This is extremely important. I hope you understand the magnitude of concern I have for him."

"I know, but he hasn't been able to sleep ever since he left the hospital. I'm pretty sure he's sleeping now, and we would like to let him have a chance to catch up on the sleep that he hasn't been able to get lately. If you have a diagnosis, then I am sure that you would like him mentally prepared and awake when you deliver it."

"Very well. Bring him in at seven, tomorrow morning. Oh, and bring along everyone, alright?

"Even Sasuke?"

"Especially him."

He had replayed the conversation many times in his head. What the hell? "Magnitude of concern"? "Extremely important"? What concerned him the most was "bring along everyone- even Sasuke". Why? Why would they drag his baby (not really, but that's how he still felt about Sasuke) brother along? Was it really that bad?


"Itachi! Hey bud, time to wake up!"

Someone was gently shaking his shoulder and prodding him. His eyelids felt as heavy as heck, but he opened them nonetheless. It was his father. Fugaku propped him up against his pillows and sat down on the bed.

"The doctor called last night and he wants us all to come to the hospital at seven- he said that they have a diagnosis! Isn't that great?"

Yay, Itachi thought sarcastically. I get to know what the hell is wrong with this freakin body that you gave me. Sigh. Why am I so mean to my parents? They give me everything- everything I want, plus support and love. I give them...hospital bills, worry, and...yeah. That's it.

"Nghhh"

"I know, I know. I hate to wake you up so early, too, but we really should get going. Look- it's 6:15. You still have to get ready and eat breakfast! Come on!"

With this, Fugaku began to dress Itachi, who was still half asleep...


Ok. I think I'll stop there. Yeah, I know. Really really really really short, but I'll try to get the next chapter up as soon as possible! If you didn't read the top of the page, please do so!

And again, thank you all SO MUCH for reviewing! It really makes be feel happyful!

Love you all, you BEAUTIFUL people!