It's been a while…hasn't it? Sorry!

Enjoy this one though.

I don't own Naruto or it's characters.

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After several hours pressing the subject, the interrogator was convinced that he would be getting no solid confession, explanation or further response from the Uchiha. The boy was stubborn, far more stubborn than he had ever had the pain of interrogating.

Frustrated, he stormed out of the room and furrowed his brows, pacing and grumbling to himself.

Sasuke gazed up, watching the man leave, his hands tied to the table. The man had yet to respond what would be happening to Itachi, and without a response to his answer, he would not be supplying an answer to the man's.

He could vaguely recall the ghost of Itachi's lips on his own. That taste lingering on his mouth, clingind to his own plump pink petals.

Oh, but he had gone too far. Itachi did not deserve to be so surprised, so shocked. But he had persisted to protect Sasuke. Rather than accept the notion as sick, ( as sasuke knew it full well to be but still could not bring himself to care) he had chosen to defend his brother, even in the face of jail or worse.

A frown consumed his features, " Itachi…." He muttered.

The interrogator gazed up from his coffee, staring through the windows. At last the boy had said something, but his ears told him it was just the name of his brother. His brother seemed to be a rather important motivator in Sasuke's speech. Honestly, he wanted to help the boy, he was too young to go to jail, and that fragile, lithe, feminine body would be all too welcomed in the company of so many villains.

" Itachi…" He repeated to himself and his eyes snapped wide. " That's it" if the kid wanted information on his brother, he would get it. It just wouldn't be accurate.

With newfound determination, the man stormed in, and took in a breath, meeting the fearless eyes of the boy.

" look, I just talked to my boss-"

" My father." Sasuke corrected.

" Right…your father. Itachi's being held in the cell and is going to be tried, unless you can offer any information why we should free him."

Sasuke visibly stiffened, " Fine."

" Now we're getting somewhere."

" What do you need to know?"

" Where were you on the night of Shisui's murder?"

" By the river."

" The river…so then you saw Shisui's murder? You must have heard something, Sasuke anything you can-"

" I saw him yes, and I heard him."

" Good, now you know you're being recorded, this information will surely help-"

" Convict me? Yes I'm certain- I saw him because I was the one holding him down, and I heard him because I was the one quieting him."

" Enough playing around Sasuke, this is your life on the line."

" I'm fully aware of this, and I intend on paying my dues to society-"

" paying your dues? Sasuke if your testimony is to be believed and added to the recent murders not only will you be sentenced to prison, but you're more likely to be sentenced to death!"

Sasuke made to respond immediately, he made to part his lips and retort to continue adamantly that he had killed Shisui….but if he was dead who would protect his angel? Who would part the red sea for his angel to march towards heaven? Who would brush his hair, and whom would watch from the shades? Whom would prepare his tea and…no…he needed to be with Itachi.

" I never thought about it that way…." He replied shakily, and summoned tears to his eyes, gazing up at the man, " You have to understand I don't want nii san hurt! The guy told me that….he told me that if I admitted to killing Shisui he would protect me…and if I didn't…he said…he said they'd blame Nii san!" He yelled, shaking his head furiously. Fake tears spiked his eyes, trembles claiming his body.

He made himself appear all the child he was supposed to be.

The interrogator softened, leaning in and frowning," He won't be able to save you from death Sasuke. We'll do all we can to protect both you and your brother, but you need to tell me everything about this man."

Sasuke nodded, " h…hai…I'll tell you anything just…just don't hurt nii san!"

At last, the man sat, " Now lets restart Sasuke….where were you when Shisui was murdered?"

" I…I was at the river…by…by the tree, the oak one. I was reading, and it was cold, so I stood up to go back. Kaa san always gets so angry….and I…I…."

" Go on Sasuke."

Itachi felt at his numb wrists, staring into his fathers eyes, " At least let me see his interrogation…"

Against his better judgment, Fugaku agreed, and walked Itachi into the viewing room, Sasuke's voice clear through the speakers.

" He held Shisui down and I got stuck in the brush….i tried to hold back my scream, but I fell, and I couldn't help it. I guess he heard, so he dropped shisui and held onto his hair, dragging him along with him as he walked towards me."

" What did he look like?"

" He was…tall with long black hair and…and evil yellow eyes…"

Itachi's eyes widened, the man Sasuke was describing…that was the same man he had described in his nightmares. The nightmares he had only told Itachi.

It wasn't possible this man was the killer.

Was Sasuke…was Sasuke truly capable of murder?

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So maybe that wasn't as much as you wanted but it's going to get better. ^U^

R and R please! And tell me what you expect/want to happen. I have a basic idea but other contributions are always welcome!