A/N: Hey guys! Let's do a new update, shall we? I don't know, usually I would have something fun to say here but I'm kind of depressed... Mostly due to the MLP fandoms 'Derpy Wars'. But I will say something. In honor of some of teh background characters in MLP:FiM, especially Derpy Hooves, this fic will have some more emphasis on background characters. Oh, and also... See if you can see my OC tribute to Derpy in this. Hint: it will be in the second part of this update.

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The morning sun was just rising to rest over Adamant Falls. Inside the Adamant Falls Library, Itachi's voice called out, "Brush?"

"Brush." Sasuke nodded, the dragon placing a calligraphy brush on the writing podium before Itachi snapped his fingers,

"Scroll paper?"

"Check." Sasuke hummed, the paper floating past his head.

"Extra ink?"

"Check."

"Extra extra ink?" Itachi asked, Sasuke barely dodging the two jars of ink that floated towards the table.

"Check..?" The dragon rolled his eyes, Itachi only asked,

"Is that everything on the check-list?"

"Yep," The navy-bluenette replied, quickly reading over the list that his brother had written out.

"Good." Itachi nodded, clasping his hands together, "Now that we've finished our check-list for things we need to create a check-list, we can create my check-list for things we need to have completed by the end of the day." The weasel-demon quickly turned, smiling, "Ready?"

"Ready." Sasuke gave a quick nod, calligraphy brush at the ready.

"Item one," Itachi began, "Create a check-list of things to complete by the end of the day!" Sasuke only groaned.

Late morning in the beachside burg of Adamant Falls found Uchiha Sasuke dragging along a massive list as he tried to follow his brother around town on their tedious scavenger-hunt worthy chore-list. "How are we doing otouto?" Itachi asked, Sasuke reading over the portion of the list in his hands,

"Let's see… We have: dropped off your cape and hat at Sasori's, paid Iruka back for the chalk you needed, went grocery-shopping for the week, borrowed a spell-book from Ivan, bought some more paper and ink from the stationery store in Adamant Sea City…"

"Huh," Itachi hummed, "I could have sworn that Kisame bought me some a few days ago when he visited his parents…" Sasuke gave a roll of his eyes, snorting at the long train of paper behind them,

"I can't imagine where it all goes…"

"And since Kisame is watching Miyu this morning," Itachi smiled as he remembered the shark-demon practically crying to spend some time with his baby girl, "We're ahead of schedule! What's next? Let's see if we can finish this up early." Sasuke quickly skimmed through the list before smiling,

"Cupcakes."

"Here you are dearies!" The old candy-making demoness beamed as she set a bright, blue box on the counter. She waddled off, patting her stomach as she went to go check on another order. Itachi opened the box, just to make sure that everything was up to snuff… Sasuke hadn't eaten all morning due to all of the chores and was all too ready to grab a cupcake. But Itachi immediately frowned,

"I only needed 24."

"Oh, I know dearie…" Mrs. Cake walked by, carrying a box of cookies to her husband to decorate, "But there were some left over so we decided on giving you a baker's special!"

"Thank you – Fuck!" Sasuke was about to take a bite out of a blue cupcake, Itachi pulling him back and shaking his head,

"I appreciate the sentiment, really. But with the new cupcakes, the icing to cake ratio has been thrown off."

"Beg pardon?" Mrs. Cake frowned, confused.

"It's just that these cupcakes are going to be shared amongst my friends and I don't want anyone to feel like someone is getting more or less than someone else." The old demoness blinked before giving a slow,

"O…kay."

"Don't worry!" Mrs. Cake barely ducked out of the way as Itachi used his magic to bring a knife over, "I'll fix this in no time." The brunette scooped a drop of icing over to another cupcake, frowning, "Too much on that one now… How about I… No, now that one has less. No matter, I'll just try again until this is perfect…"

Icing began to fly all over as Itachi continued to edit and make his own calculations about the cupcakes. After so long, Mrs. Cake actually had to grab a chair and take a seat as she watched the weasel-demon work: gnashing his teeth as he tried and toiled until…

"Perfect!" He nodded. Mrs. Cake looked into the boxes and saw that every single cupcake had a single pea-sized piece of icing on it.

"Oh yes," The old demoness rolled her eyes at the sight of her decimated work, "Much better." Itachi quickly tied the boxes back up and began to carry them out of Swirl, humming,

"Now onto…" It was then he looked at Sasuke, the younger Uchiha covered in icing. "Oh, sorry about that Sasuke. I guess we can add 'clean up a dragon' to the list."

"No need. Weird but useful dragon-trick number 53." Sasuke sighed, opening his mouth in order to pull out his tongue… which actually got to a good 4 feet before he wrapped it around himself and then retracted: his body coming out as clean as a whistle. "Buttercream. Nice." He licked his lips, Itachi shaking his head,

"Helpful… If not slightly disturbing."

"Meh," Sasuke shrugged, following the weasel-demon, "Haters gonna hate."

Finally, back at the Library, Sasuke followed Itachi, announcing, "I think that we're done."

"Oh no we're not." Itachi insisted. Sasuke looked and, sure enough, at the bottom of the list,

"'Triple-check the check-list to make sure we didn't forget anything when we double-checked the check-list'—Oh, fuck this." He tossed the list away and stated, "Check. Damn it!" He clutched at his writing hand, "All these chores have given me carpal-tunnel!"

"Mm…" Itachi had decided to try one of the cupcakes, almost missing his brother say,

"Good thing that we don't have to send a letter to Rokubi-sama this week. I doubt that I can right another—"

Itachi nearly choked out the cupcake, red eyes wide as he asked in sheer shock, "No… letter? We haven't sent out a letter?"

"Nope," Sasuke shook his head, looking for a bandage, "But it's not like it's a bad thing—"

"Of course it's bad!" Itachi rushed over, panicking, "I'm supposed to send Rokubi-sama a letter of something I've learned about Terram or Unity every week! Not every other, not every 10 days, EVERY WEEK!"

Itachi stopped yelling at Sasuke: rushing over to the dressers and pulling everything out in a frantic search. "Calendar! Calendar! My kingdom for a calendar!"

"Calm down Richard the Third…" Sasuke sighed, picking up the sought after item from the desk. But Itachi only used his magic to grab the calendar book and the dragon carrying it. As Sasuke found his face acquainted with the writing podium, Itachi skimmed through the pages: damned-near hyper-ventilating,

"When did we send the last one?"

"Tuesday…" Sasuke groaned, rubbing his nose.

"And what day is it today?" The weasel-demon snapped, turning to the day's date and finding out, to his dismay, that it was the following…

"Tuesday?" Sasuke replied, Itachi screaming,

"NO!" The brunette ran up the stairs with fire on his heels. He made it to the top floor, his bedroom specifically, and looked outside. To his frantic mind, Amaterasu's sun was moving overhead with the speed of a clock-hand: firm, absolute. "Oh gods, no! If I don't send him a letter by sunset today, I'll be… I'll have a… I'll be… TARDY~!" The word was said with such force that it seemed like a red screen of doom had appeared behind the weasel-demon. But the screen was moved, Sasuke muttering,

"Freaking Orochimaru, leaving these backdrops here…" Once it had been moved completely, Sasuke shook his head, "Now, what are you screaming about?"

"Tardy Sasuke, Tardy! I'll be LATE! Gods!" The weasel-demon fell into his bed, groaning as he covered his eyes, "How could I let this happen? All my organization skills must have gone straight to shit for this to happen!" However, Sasuke only rolled his eyes,

"For gods' sakes, aniki! You're being a drama-queen! Rokubi-sama will be able to look the other way for one assignment, I'm sure!"

"Who am I to take that chance, Sasuke?" Itachi spoke, his face forlorn and eyes solemn, "This is Rokubi No Raijuu we're talking about: deity of thunder and my sensei in magic! Oh no." He gulped, eyes and ears twitching, "What if he doesn't forgive me?" Sasuke, who had been dusting off his sleeves, scoffed,

"I highly doubt—"

"What if he thinks I'm neglecting my studies like some rowdy college student on a free-ride?" Itachi interrupted teleporting in front of the fair dragon. "What if he makes me return to Konoha and tests me on my learning? What if I don't pass?"

"Itachi." Sasuke deadpanned, "You have an IQ of 250 and an MIQ (Magical IQ) of 1300. I don't think that—"

"And as my sensei," Itachi gulped, "He'll probably put me through the worst, possible punishment if I don't pass!" Sasuke pinched the bridge of his nose,

"And that would be?" Itachi bit his lip, almost feeling sick to say what he was about to say…

"He'll flunk me out of my grade-range! And he won't stop there, oh no~!" The weasel-demon shook his head, pacing the floor. "He'll probably send me back… to…" He whispered, "Magic Camp!"

In his mind, Itachi trembled as he was forced to sit around a campfire in a muddy, fly-infested swamp as demon-children around him pulled at his hair and ears: singing,

"This old mage, He cast one!

He casted a spell on my thumb!

With a knick-knack, fizzle-splat,

Give a dog-demon a bone!

This old mage will soon fly home! Ha ha ha~!"

"That's enough of that…" Sasuke hummed, walking over to Itachi who was still trembling, "Aniki, that's so stupid I can't even… Look at me. Look at me damn it!" He forced Itachi to look up at him, though the weasel-demon's eyes were still uncertain, "Rokubi won't send you anywhere. You're blowing this out of proportion!"

It took a moment. But Itachi's breathing returned to a manageable level, "You're right," He nodded, "Things will be fine…"

"Good," Sasuke agreed, "I'm glad that we could see—"

"Because I'm going to find someone with a problem and write about it before sunset!" Itachi happily interrupted, Sasuke huffing,

"Should I be surprised? I mean, really?" But Itachi only brought his baby brother into his arms and smiled,

"So, otouto..? Is there anything troubling you that I, as a wonderfully caring older sibling can help you with?"

Dark eyes met red as Itachi smiled Sasuke down, the dragon slowly shaking his head, "I got nothing." Itachi frowned, dropping Sasuke to the ground and stating,

"Then I will just have to find someone who does!" Before he walked out of the library, chiming, "See you later otouto."

"Fuck me…" Sasuke groaned, rubbing his temples, "This won't end well…"

The sun clicked across the sky.

The second day. Five hours remain. ( 1 )

"Come on Itachi…" Itachi hummed to himself as he walked down the road, passing familiar demons and creatures all the while, "You can handle this. I mean, a town this size has to have a problem or two or three to solve!"

There was a scream (a manly scream, but a scream nonetheless) from across town. Itachi turned towards that direction at once: you could see stars in his eyes as he realized, "Sasori! Either he or Deidara should have a good, easy problem!"

The screaming was only worse before Itachi slammed the door of GlazeFeather Boutique open and announced, "Don't worry Sasori! Deidara! As your friend, I am here to help and not take advantage of your misfortune at all!"

Inside, Sasori could be seen slumped against a wall: slamming his fist against it as he groaned, "Why me~? Why, gods, why~?" He looked up at the ceiling and whispered, "Of all the things that could possibly happen. This is," He shouted, "The WORST. POSSIBLE. THING!"

"What has happened?" Itachi overdramatically gasped, placing a hand on the scorpion-demon's shoulder, "My dear friend!"

"I've lost…" Sasori began, clearing his throat, "My roll of diamond-embedded silk! I have searched high!" He looked up before looking down, "And I have searched low. Then high!" Back up, "And then low again!" He kicked a spool of thread away before using his magic to call over a sofa: falling onto it, "I can't find it anywhere!"

Itachi wrung his hands together, eyes shining in pure glee. This situation was perfect. Hell, it was more perfect than perfect! "How can I possibly finish this order~?" Sasori groaned, clutching at his chest.

"Never fear Sasori!" Itachi began, striking a dynamic pose, "As your friend and in the name of Unity, I shall help you find what has been l—"

"Oh, there it is!" Sasori smiled, walking over to a pile of discarded fabrics and finding the diamond-embedded silk buried in it. "Isn't it always in the last place that you look? Deidara, call of the search, I found it!"

"Phew!" Deidara chirped, flying down the stairs and landing in normal form, "What a relief un. Oh, hi Itachi!"

"Hi." Itachi sulked before trying to understand, "So… You lost your silk."

"Mm-hm." Sasori nodded, measuring out a length of silk before cutting it.

"And you… found it."

"That's right."

"And there's nothing else that I, as a good friend and agent of Unity can help either of you with?" After a moment, Deidara turned and began,

"Actually, there is something…"

"Yes?" Itachi nodded, Deidara stating,

"Can you hand me that jar of pigment base by your feet, un?" Itachi's hopes sank as he silently used his magic to hand the bird-demon the pigment. But the dismayed tone didn't go past Deidara, "Itachi, is there something bothering you…"

When he looked over, Itachi had gone.

The sun clicked through the sky.

The second day. Four hours remain.

"No need to worry myself…" Itachi gave a nervous chuckle as he walked through town, "I mean, Sasori and Deidara are obviously having a good day! There has to be someone else in town that will need me!"

At Goldleaf Farms, the sounds of fighting and splintering wood could be heard echoing throughout the area. The source was Hoshigaki Kisame, his eyes covered in goggles as he ripped through one of the farm barns.

He shouted, huffed, and grunted as he kicked, punched, and used water-magic and jutsu to tear the building apart. When another wave from the nearby river crashed into it, Kakuzu, who had been nearby, ducked into a nearby ravine: clutching his helmet to his head as debris went flying.

"Out you go!" Kisame called out as he yanked away a support-beam and hefted it out of the way. The solid piece of wood nearly fell into Itachi: the weasel-demon avoiding it by a few steps.

"What in Terram?" Itachi whispered as he saw his lover ripping through the barn, He soon gasped, "Kisame and Kakuzu must be fighting again. Oh, he must hate his guts and wish for him to die!" He instantly smiled and clapped his hands, "How wonderful!"

Kisame was jumping in place, keeping his body moving before he rushed forward again. "Kisame, stop!"

"What the-?" Kisame blinked as he felt himself being held in place by a familiar red energy. Itachi slowly walked over, Kisame smiled,

"Oh, hey 'Tachi. What are you doing here… and what's with the whole… stopping me in my tracks thing?"

"I know that you're mad at Kakuzu," Itachi began, ignoring the shark-demon's questions, "But don't worry! Whatever has come between the two of you, Unity will always overcome any problem!"

"Um… Itachi?" Kisame asked when Itachi's magic wore off, "Are you okay? You have been taking those hormone-balancing pills the doctor prescribed to you?"

"Don't worry about that!" Itachi shook his head. You see, though male-pregnancy was as common as a normal pregnancy in Terram, males had to undergo a strict diet and pill-program in order to get their bodies back to normal after their child's birth. But Itachi… hadn't been sticking to his plan ('I don't have the time!').

"I know you two must have had a horrible fight," Itachi hummed as he laid Kisame down on a bench and made a notebook appear so he could take notes, "Why don't you tell me all about it? It being your problem with Kakuzu."

"I don't have any problem with Kakuzu." Kisame chuckled, Itachi blinking,

"Then why in this green, wide world were you destroying his property?"

"He asked me to!" Kisame grinned, jumping up and calling over, "Right Kakuzu?"

"Yeah," The stitch-demon replied, "I need to move this barn so I can build a new one and since I'm not wasting money on a destruction crew, I asked Kisame."

"Hey, is that Itachi?" That was from Hidan who sat on the porch of the main house: holding little baby Miyu for Kisame while he worked. "Say hi to mommy and daddy!" The cat-demon smiled, waving Miyu's tiny hand as she happily giggled at the sight of the two.

"Come on then," Kakuzu interrupted the happy moment, replacing his helmet, "Back to work."

"Got it!" Kisame nodded before deciding to make use of a trick that Lord Sanbi had taught him. Since clouds were majorily water, a water-demon with enough chakra-control and magic skill could easily walk on them… If they got a good enough jumping start.

Kisame ran up to the barn, rushing up it and using the remaining structure to launch himself into the air. He climbed the clouds, collecting pieces of them as he went.

Itachi, needless to say, was very impressed at the sight. But Kakuzu murmured, "I'd take cover if I were you."

Itachi blinked, looking up to see a rapidly approaching blue speck. "Oh no!" He quickly jumped in the ravine. With a shout, Kisame landed with a massive explosion in the form of a large ball of water: creating a huge mushroom cloud of steam where the barn used to be. Digging himself out of a pile of debris, Kakuzu climbed over to the now empty area to start making measurements.

"Damn it…" Itachi whispered, shaking his head as he walked off.

The sun clicked through the sky.

The second day. Three hours remain.

"Why the hell didn't I think of this earlier?" Itachi smiled, shaking his head as he walked through the woods. "I could have saved so much time and energy by just coming to see Zetsu! He's such a coward that he'll have to need my help for something!"

Though he was a bit happier now, the weasel-demon's hair was still starting to frizz out from stress. When he made it to Zetsu's cottage, he walked straight into the back area: expecting to see the plant-demon tending to the chickens or rabbits.

Instead, Zetsu was standing in front of a roaring, rampaging grizzly bear. The beast roared into Zetsu's face, the green-haired demon sliding underneath its knees and practically vanishing…

Until Zetsu landed a heavy kick into its back: sending it to the ground before he pulled its leg up to the small of its back, the bear groaning in pain.

"ZETSU?" Itachi asked, dumbfounded as he saw Zetsu, regular Zetsu, taking down a bear that was three times his size.

Zetsu ignored him, however, stomping down on the bear's back before he seized its neck and twisted it to the side: the bear collapsing to the ground. Itachi sank to his knees, shaking his head, "How is this possible? Of all the days he could have finally decided to grow some balls, he chose TODAY? What am I going to do..?"

Itachi slunk away, not noticing Zetsu helping the bear up and stating, "There, that was step 3 of my ursine rehab care: intense deep-tissue massage." The bear gave a pleasant growl, all her stress melting away.

The park was mostly empty and calm, a few children playing in certain areas. And on a bench near the park's statue, Itachi was lying on his side: rubbing his shoulders and rocking back and forth, "its fine… Everything will be fine… This day isn't over yet…" He then snapped, sitting up, "But it will be soon!"

The sun clicked through the sky.

"It'll all be over!" Itachi cried, a few tears dripping from his eyes and forming a small puddle on the ground, "My time in Adamant Falls! My advanced studies! My new family! Wait." He looked around, ears listening, "You're a good student. You can do this!"

"But what if I can't?" His reflection in the puddle covered his eyes.

"You can!" Itachi snapped, grinning madly, "You just need to keep it together boy! Keep it together!" The brunette glared at his reflection, eyes whipping around, until Sasuke's voice called over,

"Are you talking… to a puddle?"

Itachi didn't even hear him, his ears keying in on the sound of children's laughter. He turned, seeing the shadows of three kids laughing and jeering at him –

"Snap out of it!" Sasuke shouted, shaking Itachi out of his trance. "What is wrong with you? Have you been taking your medication?"

"What?" Itachi shook his head, looking around for his tormentors.

"Look, aniki," Sasuke sighed, helping his brother to sit up. "I'm really getting worried about you and this whole letter thing. Look." He held up the blue boxes from the bakery, "You've been so panicky today that you've forgotten about today's picnic. Why don't you go—"

"THE PICNIC!" Itachi grinned, eyes turning into small pinpricks of red and black, "I should hang out with my friends!" Thus, the weasel-demon snatched up the boxes and rushed off, Sasuke gulping,

"Glad you came to your… senses?"

( 1 ) Hooray for Majora's Mask references, even though I think that out of all the Zelda games, that one is the most overrated.

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