Typing this shit on my phone is going to be the death of me. I really hope my computer gets fixed soon, fuck. ;-;

Well, here's chapter 11~ Yaay. I hope it turned out okay. This one is rather happy, in my opinion. I don't know. xD Thanks so much to everyone who's reviewed so far!

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"I'm not going!"

"For the love of God, Otouto, let go!"

Sasuke clung onto the door-frame of the front door in a desperate attempt to not have to go to therapy. He looked quite ridiculous, actually. Itachi held on to his legs, which meant that Sasuke was suspended in the air. He's lucky he had such a good grip on the door-frame or he probably would have fallen due to Itachi's incessant tugging.

"You let go, jerk!"

"Stop acting like a child!"

"Don't tell me what to do!"

"I'll drop you."

Sasuke's eyes widened. Shit. In the position he was in, if Itachi were to actually let go of his legs, he'd fall. Sasuke gulped and did his best to throw an innocently pleading look back towards his older brother; although, it was rather difficult considering the angle his head was at.

"Hey, Aniki," he began with sugary sweetness dripping from his voice, "please let me down gently?"

Itachi's eyebrow began to twitch. It was hard to resist Sasuke when he acted so...cute.

"Only if you promise to get in the car and go to therapy without any more complaints."

Sasuke opened his mouth to protest, but soon realized he was in no position to.

"Fine," he grumbled. Itachi smirked in victory, and gently set Sasuke's feet back on the ground. The younger raven dusted himself off quickly and stuck his tongue out at the elder. He turned on his heel and was about to make a mad dash back inside, but Itachi managed to catch him by the wrist before he had a chance to do so.

"Already breaking your promise?" Itachi began with a smirk. "How rude, Otouto." He flicked his baby brother on the forehead with his free hand and Sasuke pouted.

Itachi chuckled and dragged Sasuke towards the car their mother had been sitting in for the past ten minutes. She regarded the whole exchange with heavy amusement- her sons sure could be entertaining. Itachi opened the door to the backseat and pushed Sasuke inside, earning an undignified yelp from from the boy in the process.

"Jerk!"

"Hush," Itachi said while sitting down on the seat next to him and fastening his seat belt. He decided to sit in the back with Sasuke in order to make sure there were no more poorly thought out escape attempts, especially ones involving a moving vehicle. Mikoto laughed quietly and started the car before pulling out of the driveway.

"It's not so bad, Sasuke." Itachi said once they'd gotten on the road. Sasuke glared at him and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Liar."

Itachi chuckled, draped his arm around Sasuke's shoulders, and pulled the boy closer to himself. He tried to ignore the way his own heart seemed to start beating faster at the close contact, but couldn't ignore the terrible blush that had broken across Sasuke's face. Itachi sighed.

Both boys were actually supposed to be in school today since it was Tuesday, but Mikoto wanted Sasuke to start therapy as soon as possible. She let Itachi stay home too since she had to go to work soon after dropping Sasuke off. She figured they could walk home together, since she really didn't want her eleven-year-old wandering around by himself.

The rest of the 10-minute drive was silent, and soon they'd arrived at their destination.

"Have a good day, you two!" Mikoto said with a smile.

"You too, Kaa-san," Itachi replied. Sasuke simply stayed silent and allowed himself to be dragged out of the car and up the front steps of the office. He shot a wistful glance back towards his mother's car, but was saddened to find it already pulling out of the parking lot. He was stuck.

Soon, he found himself standing in the lobby. Itachi walked up to the front desk to sign in. "We have an appointment for 8:45," he said to the receptionist. She glanced up quickly then looked back at her magazine, but then her eyes shot back up again and she began to blush.

"N-Name please?" She stuttered while setting her magazine down and tucking a stray strand of brown hair behind her ear.

"Uchiha Sasuke. My little brother," Itachi said while jerking his head towards the boy who was barely visible over the top of the desk. Sasuke had to stand on his tippy-toes in order for the woman to be able to see him. She nodded and turned to her computer, but not before throwing one more flirtatious glance towards Itachi.

Sasuke's face darkened.

Stupid, ugly girls flirting with my Itachi-nii...

He clung to Itachi's arm as his own show of ownership. The elder simply raised an eyebrow at his behavior, but decided not to pay it much more attention.

The receptionist clicked a couple more keys on her computer before she leaned back with a smile.

"Ah! Here we go. Room 12, right down the hallway and to your right," the lady finally said. She peered up at Itachi through smoky, eyeliner-heavy eyes, and set her cheek on her hand. Sasuke had no idea how Itachi remained oblivious to her obvious flirting. The younger also thought she looked like a dumb, ugly raccoon, but didn't have time to tell her so because he was soon being lead down the hallway by his arm.

"I'll be in the lobby," Itachi said once they stood in front of the room. He turned to Sasuke and smiled. "You'll be fine." He leant in to peck his baby brother on the forehead and ruffle his hair. Sasuke started to blush and his heartbeat was erratic, but he tried his hardest to ignore it and simply nodded. He then pushed the door open and stepped inside.

Well, the room wasn't very scary. The walls were a soft grey and there was a white couch in the corner and a white chair across from it. There was a brown desk in the other corner and at it sat a kind-looking woman with long, dark hair. She glanced up from the papers she'd been scribbling on when she heard Sasuke's entrance.

"Hello," she said with a warm smile. "I'm Yuhi Kurenai."

Sasuke shot her a glare. She already seemed too nice.

The woman didn't seem disturbed by his coldness and stood up from her desk to walk over to Sasuke and shake his hand; or at least, try to shake his hand. The boy simply glared at it as though it might spontaneously combust if he focused on it for long enough. Kurenai sighed.

One of these, huh?

"You're Uchiha Sasuke, correct?"

Sasuke dragged his glare from her hand up to her eyes and was surprised to find they were a deep red color, but still refused to respond. Kurenai's happy face fell a little, but she motioned for him to come sit on the white couch. Thankfully, he followed her lead and plopped down on it. She sat across from him in the white cushioned chair.

"Would you care to explain to me why you're here?" She already knew why he was there, but it was common practice to hear it in a patient's own words. Sasuke resumed glaring at her and crossed his arms over his chest.

"None of your business."

Well, at least she got a verbal response.

"Sasuke-kun," she began, choosing to ignore his answer. "Your mother called because she's worried about you self-harming and possibly being depressed, correct?" Sasuke shrugged and stared at the ground. He really didn't want to talk about this! Kurenai sighed.

"Can you tell me what you're depressed about?"

Sasuke dragged his onyx orbs up to meet her crimson ones and once again resumed glaring. What was he supposed to say to that? Oh, wait- nothing. So he remained silent.

Kurenai sighed once again, and rested her head on her hand. "We're not going to get anywhere if I don't know what's wrong."

Sasuke just rolled his eyes. It wasn't like he wanted to be here, anyway.

"Well, if you're not going to answer, then what do you suppose we do for the remainder of the session?" She asked. She was really trying her very best to keep annoyance from slipping into her tone because she was a professional, but it was rather difficult.

Patience, Kurenai.

Sasuke shrugged and stared at the ground again.

Well, fine, Kurenai thought to herself, if he wants to be difficult, then let him. So she stood and made her way back over to her desk to catch up on more paperwork.


"How did it go?" Itachi asked whilst closing the magazine he'd been flipping through while he waited. Sasuke shrugged and closed the rest of the distance between them before plopping onto his big brother's lap. He was basically straddling him, and his face was buried in the crook of Itachi's neck, but he didn't care. Itachi, on the other hand, was beginning to feel some things he'd rather not feel.

"There are other chairs, you know," he said, his voice slightly strained. Sasuke shrugged again and buried his face deeper in the crook of the elder's neck. Itachi had to suppress a shiver once he felt his brother's warm breath ghosting over the sensitive skin there. He tried to gently push Sasuke off of him. "Get up, we should head home."

Please get off of me please get off of me please get off of me.

Sasuke sighed hugely, which caused a big gust of air to fan out over Itachi's neck. The elder couldn't suppress a shiver that time, but Sasuke didn't seem to notice as he begrudgingly detached himself from Itachi. The elder internally sighed in relief as he stood up. Sasuke laced his fingers through Itachi's- which caused him to lift an eyebrow in surprise- as they walked out of the lobby. Itachi was walking slightly in front of his baby brother, so he missed seeing Sasuke stick his tongue out at and flip off the receptionist as they left.


"Are you hungry?" Itachi asked as they walked down the street. They were technically supposed to be in school, but Itachi figured that they should be fine since they weren't wearing their uniforms.

"A little bit," Sasuke replied quietly. Holding Itachi's hand was beginning to get to him now that he didn't have any dumb girls to piss off. He hoped his face wasn't too red. Itachi smirked a little. His baby brother looked so cute like this...

"How does sushi sound?" The elder suggested. Sasuke seemed to think over it for a minute before nodding his approval.

"That sounds good," he said with a small smile.

They walked around for a little bit longer until they came across a sushi place. They went inside and decided to order it to go so they could take it home and eat it because their mother had told them to head home after leaving the office. Soon, they were back on their way.

Their hands had gotten separated during the time in which they got their food and left. Sasuke couldn't really tell if he was glad for this or disappointed, but before he had time to really think it over, he felt warm fingers lacing through his own once more. The boy began blushing even more than he had earlier. Itachi chuckled quietly as his Otouto stared at the ground in front of them in embarrassment.

The elder didn't really know why, but his hand felt far too cold without Sasuke holding it.


"How did therapy go today, Sasuke?" Mikoto asked as the three Uchiha's sat down for dinner later that evening.

Sasuke shrugged and grumbled something unintelligible before shoving rice into his mouth.

"Care to translate that, Itachi?" The lady raven chuckled.

Itachi smirked. "Well, he wouldn't really talk to me about it earlier."

"Oh really? Well tell us how it went!"

Sasuke finished chewing as slowly as possible before swallowing and answering.

"I didn't like her," he said.

Mikoto's face fell and she tilted her head to the side. "How come, dear?"

Sasuke shrugged and pushed the food on his plate around.

"I just didn't."

"Well," the lady raven sighed, "you're signed up for three more sessions for the month. Think you can stick it out?"

The younger raven 'tsked' and pouted. "I guess." He grumbled.

Mikoto sighed, and pushed a stray piece of hair behind her ear.

"Well, I'll give her a call tomorrow so we can discuss how today went."

Sasuke's eyes widened and he froze with his chopsticks halfway to his mouth.

Crap.

Mikoto noticed her son's sudden uneasiness and quirked an eyebrow.

"Is there some reason why I shouldn't call her?" She asked, teasing slightly.

Sasuke shook his head quickly.

"No," he squeaked. The worst the woman could do was tell his mother that he refused to talk...which would incur the wrath of the lady Uchiha onto his much smaller and weaker self. Sasuke's lip began quivering as he thought of how pissed his mom was going to be.

I'm screwed, he thought miserably as he finally closed the distance between his chopsticks and his mouth.


There was a thunderstorm that night, and a really bad one, at that. Sasuke had always been scared of thunderstorms, especially when he was younger and used to run into Itachi's room whenever there was one. However, over the past couple of years since he developed feelings for his big brother, he began doing that less and less. But now...

"Eep!" Sasuke squeaked as he covered his head with his comforter. This one was really terrifying!

He briefly ran through the options in his head. Option one; stay here and be awake all night and possibly piss himself out of fear. Option two; go see if Itachi was still awake and sleep soundly and not piss himself out of fear. Sasuke groaned, and pulled back his covers.

Option two it is...

He pattered over to his door and opened it quickly, then began walking the short distance to his big brother's room.

"'Niki?" He whispered as he knocked lightly on the door. He heard shuffling behind it, and then the door was opened to reveal a sleepy-looking Itachi. A crash of thunder and an extremely manly yelp from the younger were all the explanation Itachi needed. He chuckled and stepped aside.

"You can sleep in here," he said.

"Thank you so much," Sasuke breathed with obvious relief. He made his way over to Itachi's bed and laid down. Itachi soon followed him after lightly shutting the door and laid down next to him. The elder decided as soon as he agreed to let Sasuke sleep with him that he was going to keep as much distance between them as possible, but, apparently Sasuke had a different idea. He scooted over as close to his Nii-san as he could get and cuddled up. Itachi gulped.

This was going to be a long night.


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