Uchiha oneshot 1U (uchiha)

Sasuke's room had more than one bed in it. I guessed Itachi used to sleep here too... The two beds looked alike.
I was watching him with the look of pain on his face. It hurt me too to see him like this.

I suddenly noticed all of the cuts on his arms. I left the room, and I looked for the kitchen. There were so many rooms in this house...

I turned a right, then another right. There was a kitchen on the left side. I turned in, got a bowl, and filled it with warm water. I also took a cloth with me. I entered the room again, and he was still unconcious. I didn't expect him to wake up any time soon.

I sat him up gently, and lifted his arms. I slid his shirt off of his head, and then set the shirt down on the table beside the bed. I laid him back down carefully.
I reached to the bowl with water, pulled out the cloth, and began dabbing all of his cuts. Some of them were pretty deep...

After a few dabs, I then thought about what he'd say when he woke up. He was half-naked, and I'd done it...

No.

I'd committed no crime, I'd done it to help him.
He groaned, and then scrunched his face. His eyes opened, and he saw me, then realized what I was doing. I blushed a small one.

He tried to sit up. I stopped him, and laid him back down.
"Its better if you don't." I smiled.

"I didn't think you'd stay. I thought they would take you back." He said, looking at the ceiling.
"They said I could stay for a week. At least until you get better. Then I have to go back." I explained.

He made an angry sound, and sat up.

"I was wrong Yami!" He yelled. I took my hands off of him.

"A-about what?"
"I lied!" He said, clenching his fists.

"Huh?"

"I said I'd protect you. I promised I wouldn't let them touch you." He said, looking down, and his onyx bangs falling over his face.
"But I wasn't strong enough." He said, voice shaking.

I looked down, too.
"Its my fault. I dragged you into this, and almost got you killed." I said.

He looked at me.
"No, its not..." He said.
"It is! And I owe it to you to stay with you. Because it is all my fault. I was too weak!" I shouted.

"Yami, I'll get stronger, for you. And when you leave, I will train everyday. And then, I'll come save you." He said.
I stood up, and left the room.

"I'm going to make you food." I said, shutting the door.
I stood outside the door, letting tears fall. He'd save me? Why? Did he really care that much?

I found my way to the kitchen, and cooked soup. I brought it back to him, and he was sitting in his bed still. I gave him the bowl, and he started eating. I smiled, then frowned when I noticed the cuts still on his chest.
"You got cut pretty badly..." I said, looking at them.

He stopped eating, and looked at me. "You cleaned them." He asked.
I nodded.

"You don't have to do this." He said.
"Yes I do. That's what friends are for, right?" I smiled, saying the same words he'd said to me earlier that day.

He smiled that one smirk that I loved.
"Friends?" He asked.

He put his hand out, on top of my head, and rustled my hair.
"You're like my sister!" He laughed.

"Hey, stop it!" I giggled. He set down the soup on the table.

"What are you going to do when I leave?" I asked. "You should stay in bed."
"Leave?" He asked.

I nodded.
"No. You're staying here. That's not a request. Its an order." He smiled.

I smiled too, and blushed.
"I can't disobey an order."

Soon, I forced Sasuke to lay down. He finally accepted, and set his head on the pillow.

"I hate lying down." He complained. "I can't see you." He said.

It was like the feeling around Itachi. It was warm and fuzzy, yet cold and hard. I couldn't help my blushing.
He sat up after I didn't reply. He saw my red face.

"Hey, you okay? You look warm." He said.
"N-no. I'm okay."

He looked down at my clothes. They were soaked. I was soaked. And dirty.

"The bathroom is down the hall to the left. Go take a shower. Look in the closet in the bathroom for clothes." He said.
"But what about you-" I started.
"Go." He ordered.

I smiled and shut the door. I went down the hall and into the door on the left. I shut the door and dropped my wet clothes. I turned on the water and got in.
The warm water felt so good as it ran over my freezing cold body.
After I was done, I looked in the closet to my right. I sweat dropped. All blue or black clothes, with Uchiha symbols on them.

'Wow, really?' I thought.

I wasn't sure if he was okay with me wearing them. Maybe he mixed them up or was mistaken. I wrapped the- you guessed it - black towel with the uchiha symbol on it around me, and went back down the hall.

I opened Sasuke's door a crack.
"Is it okay for me to wear those? They're yours." I asked.
"Yeah, I don't mind." He said.

I went back to the bathroom, and shrugged, looking through them. I found a pair of black, loose, cotton pants, and I put them on with a white t-shirt and a black hoodie.
These were obviously his; they smelled like him, and they fit me loosely.

I dried my hair, found a brush and brushed it, and then went back to his room. I hung my wet clothes in the bathroom.
I opened the door and smiled. He looked at me.

"Wow, you look like me." He smirked.
I laughed, and looked down at the chair I was in before. It was wet.
"Sit on the bed." He said.

I sat on the end, looking at him.
"So..." I said.

"Is that why you were gone all that time?" He asked.
I knew exactly what he was talking about; the Akatsuki.

"Yeah... They took me away in the night..." I answered.
"Where was it?" He asked.

"About 230 kilometers Northwest of Konoha." I said.
"How did you escape from them?" He said, shocked.

"I waited until the beginning of lunch, then it gave me at least an hour in advance. And, at that time, I was angry at everyone and nobody talked to me. Because..." I trailed off, and remembered Itachi yelling at me.

"Because...?"
"We played truth or dare, and I..."

"You what?"
I blushed heavily.

"Yami, what is it?"
"I had to get your brother's... boxers." I said.

Sasuke stopped, then started laughing.
"Then he caught me." I said.

He stopped laughing.

"Then yelled at me. I was terrified... And so was everyone else, and they felt guilty for making me do it... So they didn't talk to me." I explained.
"You were helpless under his strength." He said. "I know how that feels."

"I didn't feel the same way that I usually do when I get yelled at." I said.

Sasuke looked up.

"It felt like the pain was amplified... By so much. It hurt so bad..." "Mangekyo..." He said, clenching his fists.