DELINQUENTS.
-A NaruSasu drabble series-
a/n: I'm addicted to Camp Rock. :) I can't wait for it to come out! Oh, and this is the start of the 500 word chapters. :D
Disclaimer: Everything but the plot belongs to Kishi.
.Juni.
Letters and Tears
Word Count: 476
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Sasuke, once again an Insomniatic, stared up at the ceiling, brow furrowed. His body was fidgety, and his mind was spinning from this afternoon. His stomach was in knots.
Why was his brother's name on that paper? With that message…Sasuke closed his eyes, clenching his teeth. Itachi, glad to see you out of… What the hell did it mean?! Out of what? The dead?!
Groaning, Sasuke turned on his other side and reached under his mattress, pulling out the padded envelope from earlier. He hadn't opened it yet. Frowning, he quietly broke the seal and reached in. His eyes roamed the page, slowly digesting the first line in grim surprise.
Dearest little brother…
The letter fell to the mattress as Sasuke got up and quickly changed into jeans and a t-shirt. Then, grabbing the letter, he slipped from the room and down the hallway, out the front doors. In the shine of the door lights with his heart pounding, Sasuke sat against the brick wall, curled in a ball as he deliberately read the fine script.
…I have had this message given to you to inform you of my being alive. No, I wasn't dead. Rumors are horrible things, Sasuke. Over the course of the next few weeks, you'll be sent more letters that I want you to follow. Some of them could be a little far-fetched, but I promise you it will all work out. Please, little brother, as I don't have time to explain, follow my instructions exactly as I say.
Stay safe and out of trouble. Know I still care for you, and hope you accept this: I'm sorry.
I love you, little brother, and until next time.
-Itachi
P.S- I highly suggest you burn this letter after reading it, and the following to come. Orochimaru is to know nothing.
For a long moment, Sasuke could only stare at the page, before he slowly set it next to him on the ground and stared off into the distance. The sun was rising on the horizon, and in the last few moments of darkness, Sasuke cried.
In the dim light, the once-proud prodigy cried. He cried for his dead family, for the way everything had turned out, for Naruto, for the sake of crying, and lastly…
…for Itachi.
Finally, after so long – a year, three months, and ten days, and counting- he had heard word of his brother. Somewhere inside of him, he counted because he knew his brother was alive. No one, believed him though, and soon he kept to himself and resorted to waiting.
He was left now with the aching for another letter, and stuffed the first in his pocket, wiping away tears. Standing, he glanced around, shaking off the feeling of eyes on him, and retuned inside.
…the eyes followed his every movement, an invisible smirk appearing on his lips.