Sorry I'm a little later in the day than usual. I was distracted for the great majority of the day. But now, just before my later afternoon nap, I shall leave you with this lovely (but just as short as always) chapter. Enjoy the fury that is Itachi's egotism .

Warnings: and angry Itachi

Disclaimer: still don't own

beta'd by -Nightly Halo-. yatta!


Oh yes, Itachi was pissed. And really, he had every right to be. No one- NO ONE had the right to trick Uchiha Itachi. Especially when it concerned his beloved baby brother, whom he would watch over and protect no matter what.

So Itachi might have been a little bit obsessive on this point, often just pissing off said younger brother, especially on the many (failed) attempts to get him laid. What could he say? He tried.

It was all for that dear little brother.

But now, in the aftermath of that night of scheming and trickery, he was in a rage. A cool rage, of course. No one could accuse Uchiha Itachi of showing such weaknesses as emotion. So he fumed silent, deadly fumes.

There were many corpses in his wake this morning.

He not so calmly walked through the hallway toward his brother's room. The maid, Masako or whatever her name was, was nowhere to be found. That also did not make for a happy Itachi.

So he turned to take out his silent but oh-so-deadly rage on that beloved younger brother of his. After all, that Michiko or whatever was under the generous and gentle Sasuke's supervision. She was his servant. That's why the marvelous Itachi had taken it upon himself to believe her and go to that god-forsaken whore house or whatever the hell it was (it was a late-night supermarket filled with old housewives playing bingo) and search out his most beloved family member and this so-called "lover".

Lover. That Misaki had really pulled one on him…

Though, in a way, he had to congratulate her. She really knew how to do it. Not just anyone could say they had tricked Uchiha Itachi.

He nodded once, deciding to spare her the full blown torture and maybe just dock her pay. He couldn't fire her (unfortunately), but that sweet baby brother of his would never allow it.

Really, Itachi sighed, Sasuke was far too kind.

He pulled open the door to Sasuke's room and found it…

Empty. The young Uchiha hadn't come home.

If Itachi wasn't pissed before, now he was going to end up burning the house down from the radioactive fumes emanating from his body. And where better to start than by tearing apart that cute blond the caring Sasuke had rescued?

A wicked grin crossed the elder's face as he turned to the next door and pulled it open.

The fumes went out.

Also Empty.

The room was bare, just as the other had been.

No cute blonds occupied the pristine white sheets.

Oh yes. That Mina had played him well.


Updated 3.20.18