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Alrighty~ So, since I've screwed around with Shisui alot, and I've kind of broke him... Itachi's next. Yup that's right. Itachi. And some Sasuke, I mean. He's just too cute in this. So I hope you enjoy this one!

Itachi walked into the kitchen only to find himself in a very awkward situation.

Why you ask? Well let us rewind a little bit.

Mikoto shot her husband a disapproving glare.

"Just saying..."

"So you are telling me that since Itachi has the looks he might as well use them on me."

"Uh... Well.. You can't blame him?"

Mikoto's disapproving gaze became more intense. And Fugaku couldn't help wondering why he ticked her off despite telling himself he needed to respect the fact his wife is Jounin and capable of all sorts of revenge. He blinked and decided it was time to rewind the clock a little. Back to the dating days.

"Can you stop glaring at me?"

Mikoto's eyebrow rose.

"Why?"

"It's the same reason I gave you fourteen years ago."

The matriarch couldn't help giving her husband an "are you serious" look. And Fugaku sighed before walking up to his wife. He curled his arm around her waist and kissed her cheek.

"I get nervous because you're so pretty."

And THAT was when Itachi walked in.

Fugaku blinked at his son, who blinked back at him from the doorway mouth agape.

Mikoto stared at Itachi, who gave a wide-eyed stare back with his mouth still ajar.

Silence settled over the three as they all just stared.

Fugaku removed himself from his wife, feeling very awkward. He cleared his throat, a slight tint of pink decorating him and his wife's cheeks.

"Ahem... Itachi."

They watched as their little genius tried to crank his brain back to life, obviously having short circuited since he had never directly witnessed his parents being affectionate since becoming a shinobi.

The couple watched their oldest back up.

"...I saw nothing."

And back to his room he went.

Fugaku stood beside Mikoto, pressing a hand to his mouth in thought.

"I'm not so sure Shisui's the only one mentally worn out. I have never seen him do that in my life."

Mikoto turned away, pink now gone and focused on making dinner.

"It's all your fault. No one told you to do that out of the blue."

The clan head whipped around to shoot his wife an incredulous expression.

"How is this my fault?! You pouted!"

Itachi walked down the hall, still trying to jump start his brain.

What kind of day was this supposed to be? A see everyone randomly kiss day? That's the third one today! And this was probably on par with the first one! His parents were being affectionate. Hell, his father was flirting with his mother before his very eyes!

He hadn't seen that since... Since he was 6!

He groaned as he sank down onto his bed. He had just finished disinfecting his lips and now he had another disturbance to his peace of mind. Itachi vaguely wondered if he could wash out the image of his parents flirting from his brain.

Sasuke stumbled into Itachi's room.

"Aniki..."

He looked slightly embarrassed as he shuffled into Itachi's room.

"What is it, otouto?"

"Why are..."

Itachi couldn't help wondering what made his brother so embarrassed.

"Um..."

He watched Sasuke take a deep breath.

"Whyaregirlssoweird?"

Itachi's mouth hung open as he squinted in confusion.

"What?"

Sasuke pouted as he reiterated his question for his brother, thinking his brother was messing with him again.

"Why are girls so weird?"

Itachi's slack jawed expression remained marred with confusion.

"Why?"

Sasuke rubbed his nose a little as he turned to pull his backpack in from behind him in the hall.

"They put a lot of paper in my bag and it all smells funny!"

Itachi blinked.

Letters.

And sure enough, they reeked of multiple kinds of perfumes... and tomatoes?

He caught sight of some over-ripe identity crisis fruit vegetables at the bottom of the pile.

I will never know why these things are so stupid.

He got up and took the bag from his brother.

"Did you get your homework and other things out of here or are they stuck in there with those papers?"

Sasuke scrunched his nose.

"It smells so bad I don't even want to touch the stuff I had in there!"

Itachi eyed his brother's reeking backpack. His mother's assistance would be needed.

He looked down the hall towards the kitchen.

"Sasuke, go get Kaa-chan. I'll bring your bag outside so we can start cleaning."

Itachi began down the other hallway to the front door, and as he stepped out the door, he heard Sasuke yell.

"Kaa-chan! Can you- AHHH!"

Itachi smiled.

He loves Sasuke. He really does, but he had to pay him back for last night somehow.

The eldest heir focused on the task at hand.

Now about these infernal sheets of love declarations.

Shisui sat on the lid of the toilet Indian style, glaring at the sink and the bar of soap sitting innocently on edge by the cold water handle.

He was troubled.

By the one thing a guy as handsome as he should never really be too troubled about.

Kisses.

He was troubled by two kisses.

Shisui groaned as he ran his hands through his shaggy locks. He wanted to disinfect himself of Itachi germs.

But he had gotten kissed by Rei.

Rei.

He shouldn't even be troubled about that. She was a close friend, a teammate and a fellow protector of Konoha. It should be like kissing his sister. He should want to wash that off too!

But why couldn't he bring himself to disinfect his lips?!

He let out another frustrated noise, pulling at his inky strands. Throwing his hands up, he screamed.

"Screw it! Screw it all!"

He swung himself off the seat and turned on the faucet, dunking his head under the flowing stream. Shisui scrubbed at his face vigorously, more out of frustration than the desire to rid himself of the remnants of the kisses.

He lifted his sopping head, watching the drops of clear water run down the strands of hair floating in front of his eyes.

"I am going to shower and sleep."

Shisui squeezed his eyes shut, and repeated himself, as if to make sure he was going to stick to his plan. Grabbing the towel on the rack beside the sink, he toweled his hair and went to get his clothes. He was going to shower and sleep, damn it.

Sorry it's a bit short this time around, I'm working on something, it's just not brewing right yet, so... WAIT FOR ME MY DEARS! Red is coming up ;P

Haha, yup. I pulled the flirting parents. Cus seriously, it's the weirdest thing I have ever seen. It's cute. but just...so weird. Like you just don't know how to react. So even the genius doesn't know what to do.

And yes, The whole point of this fic. The fangirl presences are back. In letter form of course. It's how they start, right?

So I hope you all enjoyed, and once again. Thank you very very very much for the reviews. I'm very relieved to know I didn't screw up and that this fic is still in good graces :)

So please keep reviewing to let me know how I'm doing?

Grateful and very happy,

Silent-Himitsu