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"So, she hit him?"

"Yeah."

"And the teachers tried to punish him?"

"Mhmm! It was messed up! But then Naruto's ANBU guard stepped in so everything was fine."

Itachi was currently trying to stop himself from wolfing down his food and take small, polite bites so he could pay attention to Sasuke, who was trying to fill him in on every single thing that had happened since he was away. Not that he wasn't told all about his otouto's endeavors every time he got back from a mission, it's just he had never been gone thislong while Sasuke was old enough to have this many things to tell him. Shisui was smirking at him knowing full and well every fiber in his being was telling him to rip into his food like it was the last thing he'd ever eat. Looking back at Sasuke Itachi wondered how he could keep going for that long, he was starting to tell him about how Naruto; The blond jinchuuricki his otouto had befriended, came to live with them.

"And then someone decided it was a great idea to sleep outside covered in mud."

"It wasn't that bad, Y'know!"

Sasuke gave Naruto a deadpanned look.

"Your hair was so dirty I would've thought it was brown."

Naruto gave him a little glare and glanced at Itachi who was quickly shoveling food in his mouth while he wasn't being spoken to.

"Sasuke says you're an ANBU, so you must be pretty strong, ne?"

Choking slightly Itachi gave Sasuke a look.

"You know you're not supposed to tell people that...!"

Laughing nervously Sasuke tried to look innocent while giving Naruto a sideways glare.

"Tell him what? That you're super strong?"

Narrowing his eyes Itachi gave his otouto a look that said he wasn't falling for his flattery.

"You know what, it's supposed to be a secret."

Pouting Sasuke looked down, then glanced up with his pupils slightly dilated for maximum effect.

"I'm sorry, I just couldn't help talking about you is all..."

Itachi tried to stay strong but ultimately gave a defeated sigh, Sasuke may be a pain but he couldn't stay mad at him for long, especially when he made that face; Itachi had half a mind to think it was genjutsu.

"Just don't do it again, and Naruto please keep it to yourself, alright?"

"Alright."

"Hn."

Sasuke gave Naruto a quick kick under the table for ratting him out which Naruto retaliated with a shove which started a war between the two seven-year-old's. Itachi rolled his eyes and scooted away a tad to avoid being a casualty, happy to be able to eat without having his ear talked off.

Itachi yawned crawling into bed next to Shisui, feeling the bed shift next to him as Shisui turned to face him.

"How're you feeling?"

Nuzzling into the pillow that his old cell had lacked Itachi sighed with contentment.

"Better."

Gently tucking a piece of hair behind his younger friends ear, Shisui noted he really needed to make an appointment with that nutritionist, Itachi was far too thin.

"Stop worrying... I'm fine."

Shisui frowned, he should be glad Itachi could still read him so well after all that time apart, but it still pissed him off he could be so stubborn.

"You are not fine."

Itachi really didn't know how to react to that, sure it was a fact; He had already demonstrated he wasn't mentally sound and his body was far from normal, but it still hurt to hear Shisui admit it. Shisui tilted Itachi's head up to face his when he tried to do the you-upset-me-so-I'm-going-to-guilt-you-by-sulking thing he likes to do whenever he feels like being childish.

"'Tachi-chan, don't get upset... I didn't mean it like that, I just meant you need to eat more, alright?"

Itachi pouted, though letting himself relax again. Shisui smiled laying his forehead against Itachi's and pulled him closer, Itachi rolled his eyes; Honestly he forgave Shisui way to easily.

"What will I wear tomorrow?"

Shisui hummed in thought; Itachi was too tall to wear Sasuke's clothes without looking like a slut, and it was already apparent that Itachi's old clothes were several sizes too big so there really was no hope of anything but a shirt staying on. He wondered if Itachi had any suspenders to keep his pants up, though Itachi would probably rather wear Sasuke's clothes. Shisui decided he would take Itachi shopping tomorrow after he dragged him back to Inoichi's for a follow up, he suppose it would serve to cheer him up since he obviously wasn't going to want or like going back. An idea sprang up that he doubted Itachi would like any better then the suspenders but it was better than nothing.

"Overalls."

Itachi lip twitched signalling to Shisui he was frowning.

"Hey it's either that or you can go streaking."

A sullen aura fell over Itachi's head.

"I'll look like some kiddy farmer..."

Shisui resisted the urge to roll his eyes, Itachi was being far too dramatic.

"You're twelve, not thirty. It's still normal for you to wear stuff like that even if it is 'kiddy', we'll go shopping tomorrow after you're appointment."

A true, miserable frown adorned Itachi's face at this prospect.

"I don't want to see Inoichi-san..."

"You have to, until further notice you have to see a therapist, and Inoichi has opened a spot in his extremely busy schedule to make sure you get the best treatment possible."

"I still don't want to go, I'm fine honestly, I don't need him at all."

Sighing Shisui absentmindedly twirled some of Itachi's shoulder length hair around his index finger; Itachi had told him while they were showering earlier why he had to cut it, though he still wished Itachi had managed to salvage more of it.

"I'm not going to buy you clothes if you don't go."

"I'll become a nudist then."

Shisui snorted, Itachi got cold far too easily for him to believe he'd stick to that.

"Bet your fangirls will love that, they'll get a chance to see your dick."

Itachi felt his face heat up, did Shisui always have to call it that? He knew he hated that word.

"Manhood, and I didn't mean I'd walk out the door naked."

"You got a couple years ahead of you before I'll call it that, and how will you cover up without clothes?"

Racking his brain for ways to get out of seeing Inoichi a sudden light bulb went off inside Itachi's head.

"I'll get Sasuke to buy me something."

Shisui smirked.

"You really think he'll help you avoid public embarrassment after you drew all over his face; With might I add, ink that lasted two days?"

Itachi mentally cursed his previous self, thinking Sasuke would never have the opportunity for revenge.

"He wouldn't make me... Ex-exp-pose myself like that!"

"I don't think that would qualify as making you, you would be doing it yourself. Plus you could just go see Inoichi-san instead."

Glaring Itachi had many choiced words he wanted to call Shisui at this moment, he couldn't believe Shisui was seriously trying to force him to see Inoichi!

"I. Don't. Want. To. Go."

Internally sighing Shisui tried to keep a poker face on, he couldn't believe Itachi was still fighting him on this.

"Too. Bad."

"Do I really-"

"Yes, you're going."

"But I don't-"

"Until Inoichi-san says you are fine you will go to him and you will pour your heart out to him, do you understand?"

Itachi's mouth formed a thin line, he didn't like Inoichi in the slightest; Always judging, asking you simple things to decide if he needed to send you away to the happy farm; Hiding it all with a fake smile. Itachi wanted nothing more than to stay home tomorrow and snack until his weight was back to normal so he didn't have to do what Shisui said just to have some damn pants.

"Fine-" Itachi sat up and took his sweater off handing it to Shisui "-I'll be naked then." Itachi then proceeded to crawl over to the end of the bed in his usual huff.

"Itachi stop acting like a gaki."

Itachi stuck his tongue out at Shisui causing his eye to twitch slightly, how was he supposed to deal with this? Did he need to punish him when he did this? He really hadn't expected to actually have to consider doing that; He figured Itachi would behave and if Sasuke didn't Itachi would punish him. Shisui felt as though he just drank battery acid as anxiety flooded his brain at the epiphany that just hit him like a fish to the face.

'I'm actually responsible for those two, for Itachi... For ACTUAL kids! Why did Hokage-sama think this was a good idea? I can't be trusted with other human lives! Look at Sasuke I don't even know his favorite color! That's like all six year olds talk about, I would know I knew Itachi when he was six... I mean I suppose I'm a decent babysitter but this is... I don't know how to do this! I mean I can't actually punish Itachi, we've been equals for awhile and it would deeply hurt him if I treated him like a some little kid... Especially NOW of all times... But if he doesn't have consequences for his actions he might turn out to be a jackass and that would be my fault, what do I do...?'

"Fine sit there and be cold, tomorrow I'm sure everyone will enjoy the view of your ass when I drag you over to Inoichi-sans."

Itachi didn't face him, most likely still pouting much like his otouto did when he refused to walk him to the academy. Putting the shirt under his pillow he rolled over and pretended to go to sleep, and as he expected after being ignored for around thirty minutes Itachi got cold and crawled back over to him. Feeling Itachi rummaging around Shisui figured he was looking for the sweater that he had made a big show of discarding just a small while ago. When he felt Itachi move over top of him (to no doubt see if he had just thrown the sweater off the bed) Shisui wrapped his arm around Itachi's torso and pulled him fully at his side, right at the edge of the bed.

"You cold?"

Itachi looked away from him at realizing he had been tricked.

"You can have my sweater back, once you agree to see Inoichi-san tomorrow."

"Hn..."

Shisui sighed in exasperation, why did Itachi have to be so difficult?

"Itachi, we just need to see how this-you work now, okay?"

Lip trembling Itachi's eyes started to water.

"But what if he says I-I'm dangerous? That I c-can't be with you?"

Shisui's eyes softened and he pulled Itachi into his side, feeling him bury his face into his chest. When Shisui next spoke his voice was much softer than before, very much not wanting to sound harsh or dismissive.

"'Tachi-chan, if you were that... Messed up... I doubt you would be self aware enough to worry about that..."

Shisui grimaced as he heard Itachi sniffle and wetness starting to soak through his shirt. Moving his hands up Itachi's back Shisui started rubbing small, comforting circles in his crying friends skin. When Itachi peeked up at him he gently moved his hand to cup his cheek and thumb away his tears.

"I know you're afraid but we just have to do this, alright? If we don't you'll never feel better."

"I feel fine!"

Another wave of tears left Itachi's now puffy eyes, continuing to gently rub his back Shisui watched him break apart, what was he suppose to say?

"I-I'm fine! My minds f-fine! That's t-the only thing t-that is f-fine...!"

"Itachi... Inoichi-san needs to be able to have it in writing..."

Hiccuping Itachi leaned back into Shisui's chest sobbing softly, Shisui ran one hand through Itachi's hair; Gently stroking him while his other continued it's calming circles in the small of Itachi's back. After about ten minutes Itachi finally spoke up.

"S-Shisui?"

"Hn?"

"C-can I have your swea-sweater back?"

"Sure."

Naruto yawned as he started to make breakfast like he normally did, why did he make it? Because if he didn't Sasuke would and he wasn't in the mood for a mountain of tomatoes over whatever was actually for breakfast, and Shisui wasn't about to cook a damn thing.

"What are you making?"

Snapping his head in the unfamiliar voices direction he spotted the newest addition to the apartment, his best friends niisan; Uchiha Itachi, who was leaning against the kitchen wall. Naruto noted Itachi was now wearing some over sized overalls with a baggy turtleneck underneath, his dark hair was tied into low pigtails with his bangs being free to frame his face thin face.

"I dunno yet, Dattebayo."

Resisting the urge to laugh, Itachi concluded that he definitely was his obasans son. Walking up to the younger boy he handed him the salt that he was struggling to reach. Then he opened the fridge and glanced about; There were eggs, cheese, vegetables, tomatoes obviously, some meat, and various other things.

"How about we make some eggs, ham, and toast?"

"You cook?"

Giving the boy a nod Itachi started grabbing things out and placing them on the table.

"I'll get the ham on the stove, go ahead and put the bread in the toaster, then we can do the eggs together."

Shaking off the initial shock Naruto grabbed the bag of bread and start on his given task, glancing over to see Itachi doing things like setting the burners to a certain setting or adding seasoning to the meat. He wasn't sure how to interact with him in the slightest; Usually he wouldn't worry about things like what he said, did, or being polite, but Itachi was Sasuke's niisan. If he said the wrong thing or accidentally upset him Sasuke might not want to be his friend anymore! Then he'd definitely lose Shisui, and his new home... He couldn't risk that, he couldn't risk being alone again... He had to make Itachi like him!

"Alright, the eggs cook faster than the meat so we can wait a bit before we start on them, do you want some tea?"

Nodding eagerly Naruto sat at the table, watching curiously as the tween hummed as he made their drinks. When Itachi was finally done he sat down and slid the boy his tea, quickly smacking Naruto's hand away when he attempted to pick up the burning cup.

"It's hot, blow on it first."

Pouting Naruto took a big breath and blew on his tea for a minute like instructed before taking a sip.

"It's good, thank you."

Itachi smiled sipping on his own. Naruto soon found quietness was something the Uchiha niisans shared, and it irritated him to no end; Sure he and Sasuke didn't always talk, but they knew each other enough at this point for it not to be awkward like it was now. Naruto didn't want Itachi to think he was boring, what if he told Sasuke he needed a more exciting friend?

"So... Um... You're names Itachi huh? Are you named after some cool warrior or something like Duck?"

"Duck?-" Itachi's eyes widened and he quickly covered his mouth to stifle his laughter when realization hit him like a punch to the face. "-Y-you mean Sasuke?"

Naruto nodded, was laughter a good sign? Wheezing a bit Itachi finally composed himself, doubting his otouto appreciated that nickname very much.

"We-well no, I was named weasel because I was born premature and was still covered in that hair-"

"Covered in hair? But babies are born bald aren't they?"

Itachi shook his head.

"No, babies can be born with hair. It's called, lanugo I believe? It forms in the womb but it usually sheds off in the last few months, but if you're a premie like I was it can still be there when you're born."

"Oh, did you're parents have to shave you or...?"

Shaking his head Itachi smiled just a tad.

"No it falls out after a while, I wouldn't have known about it if there weren't pictures. My Chichi called me weasel when I was born because- well I looked like one- and I guess it just stuck, suppose they hadn't had any better ideas."

"So they named you Itachi because you looked like a rodent?"

Itachi flushed, it was rather embarrassing now that he thought about it, and it certainly wasn't as cool as being named after a shinobi legend or your okaasans home country. Deciding to change the subject off of his name Itachi searched his brain for less humiliating topics to speak of, finally deciding on one he had been pondering ever since the abrupt pause in Sasuke's story during dinner.

"How long have you been living here?"

"About as long as you've been missing."

"May I ask why you live here?"

"Sasuke said I could."

Itachi raised an eyebrow.

"Not Shisui?"

"He wasn't here for the most part, just stay a few days, then leave to go find you."

Itachi felt a ping of guilt, his otouto had been fending for himself for two months? A new sense of dread washed over him.

'Is that why Sasuke didn't jump me when he came home? Does he resent me for causing him to live on his own for so long?'

"Oh... So you and my otouto are close, ne?"

Naruto nodded talking another gulp of his tea.

"He's my best friend, Y'know!"

Itachi smiled; Trying to stay happy as he felt the crushing weight of guilt and shame slam against his heart and brain, both trying to fight his dark thoughts with their own realities and truths. Looking at the clock he decided they could start on the eggs, he wasn't in the mood to talk much anyways. Standing up Itachi set a bowl on the counter and placed the eggs beside it, looking over at the blond boy he motioned him to come over. For half a second Itachi was going to try and pick Naruto up, like he had done to Sasuke many times; But quickly he remembered what had happened, and thought better of it. Itachi was almost certain he wouldn't be able to lift anyone for awhile, not til he regained some of his lost muscle mass. Sliding up a chair for the blond they both started cracking the soon to be scrambled eggs.

"Oi Duckass get up! Me and your niisan made breakfast, Y'know!"

Sasuke squinted up at the loud boy who had managed to wiggle into his isolated life, feeling himself being hit with a pillow he shot up and pushed the dobe off of his bed.

"Go wake-" Yawn. "-Shisui instead..."

"Itachi's already doing that, c'mon we made eggs and ham!"

Sasuke sighed, swung his legs over his bed, then succumbed to his fate as Naruto began dragging him into the kitchen; Upon arriving he saw that they had indeed made eggs and ham.

"Dobe you know the whole Uchiha clan isn't coming to breakfast just because my ani's here, right?"

Naruto glared.

"I know that, your niisan got everything out; I figured he wants to make you sick so you can't go to the academy."

Sasuke completely forgot he had class today, though he was sure he could get out of it; Naruto would just have to cope without him to kick him when he zoned out during Iruka's lessons.

"Mornin'..."

They looked over to see Shisui being dragged into the room much like Naruto had done to Sasuke by Itachi who looked pleased with himself. Shisui glanced at the mini buffet Itachi and Naruto had made and rolled his eyes.

"Honestly 'Tachi-chan you always make too much..."

Itachi looked at the food and shrugged, sure he may have over done it a tad but it wasn't like he didn't need the extra food anyways. Sitting at the table they all said a quick 'Itadakimasu' before digging in.

"So oniisan what are we doing today?"

Swallowing a mouthful of ham Itachi glanced over at his otouto with a raised eyebrow.

"Don't you have lessons today?"

Sasuke pouted, Itachi quickly looked away before its effects took hold.

"I figured I could get out of them today, because I miss you an all..."

"'Tachi-chan can't today, he has to see Inoichi."

Sasuke immediately had a depressed aura around him, even after being kidnapped his ani had found a way to blow him off!

"Who's Inoichi?" Naruto asked through a mouthful of toast.

"Itachi's therapist."

Naruto almost choked on his toast and Sasuke's eyes widened, did his ani really need a shrink? Itachi glared at Shisui for disclosing something like that in front of his otouto.

"He's not my therapist, he a therapist everyone insist I see."

"A therapist you will see, Itachi I am not having this argument with you again."

Pouting Itachi started to eat again, stopping one or twice to pull his overall straps back up.

"Oniisan?"

Itachi looked up giving Sasuke his full attention.

"Could we play afterwards?"

Shrugging Itachi put another helping on his plate along with Naruto, who was on his third helping.

"Depends, Shisui is taking me shopping afterwards."

"Can I come?"

Meeting his eyes Itachi shook his head.

"Unless you need new clothes you'll just be bored, you can play with Naruto until we get done, okay?"

Sasuke pouted, the fact his ani was in the village and he couldn't be with him after they had spent so much time apart was practically torture. Naruto not missing a beat put an arm around his mopping friends shoulder pulling him into his side with a grin.

"C'mon it'll be fun! We can train and come up with something cool to show Itachi, Y'know?"

"...Alright, it would be nice to show you how much I've improved."

Itachi smiled; He was sure his otouto was going to amaze him, he always had more potential then him after all.

Alright I know I haven't updated in awhile; That was due to the fact this chapter was very slow to write because of lack of ideas, but I needed to write out how Itachi's return effected the other residents in his home so I refused to skip it. As you can tell I finally had some motivation and finished it!

Anyways here's some notes/questions if you care, feel free to reply:

1. Yes I know the lanugo information isn't a 100% accurate; Itachi would've only been told basic info about it when he asked why he was covered in fur as a baby, but Sasuke wasn't.

(Want me to write a flashback about it?)

Even if his parents had told him an in depth medically accurate cause and effect of lanugo Itachi still would have forgotten some of it.

2. Am I the only one who thought Itachi and Sasuke's parents were a lot younger than they were? I always figured since Mikoto and Kushina were bffs they were about the same age with their husbands also within that age range, I looked it up and turns out Fugaku was 40 with Mikoto not being far behind at 34 when Itachi killed them.

Did anyone else think they were in their twenties or nah?

3. No Itachi was not actually a premie as far as I am aware, and I would be highly surprised if he was actually named weasel due to lanugo; It's just a fun headcannon I read that I happen to like.

If there is a canon reason I probably won't change it unless it's equally funny or if it's before I upload the next chapter.

4. Any advice on writing Itachi's meeting with his nutritionist? Also anyone know how mens sizes work? I just want to figure out if an idea I have for the next chapter will work or not.

5. Anything else to rant/suggest/tell me?

Anyways I hoped you liked this, please comment, vote, and follow me!

~Til next time!