Centuries
Celestia193's Author's Note: Happy day, I'm back on campus and settling in, I just spent my first night in my new room (though my sleep schedule is still out of whack). Now onto the story. One thing that you should all note is that…well, Sasuke is still Sasuke, but if anyone lived for over four centuries, you'd expect them to become a little…eccentric, their personalities splitting a little, or the parts getting a bit detached from one another. So…Sasuke is going to act a bit erratically. Let's see how many parts of his personality you can pick out. Also, vampire level consumption of alcohol, do not emulate, because you'd give yourself alcohol poisoning.
Chapter 3
Kakashi tucks away his phone, smiling at his victory. Sasuke was easily the most stubborn vampire he'd ever met. And thanks to Sasuke and Indra, he'd met quite a few. But none of them had the sheer stubbornness that Sasuke did. If that vampire really didn't want to do something, there was nothing short of an impending societal meltdown that would get him to budge. So, to convince him without even needing to wage a small war was nothing short of a miracle.
Which meant, that it was time to tell Itachi about their impending guest. He could already imagine the look on the fledgling's face when he announced the good news.
Meandering his way downstairs to the large kitchen, Kakashi spots his childe sitting at the large, marble island, eating rice balls wrapped with nori, and likely stuffed with picked plums and cabbage. His childe had such a strange obsession with cabbage, but Kakashi had long since learned not to comment on it. Despite his youth, Itachi was as intelligent as he was. "Good morning, Itachi."
Itachi quickly swallows a mouthful of rice and cabbage, then smiles at Kakashi. "Good morning." Despite the man's deceptively carefree nature, he was a two hundred something year old vampire and his Sire. He deserved to be treated with respect. (Even if he did have an obsession with erotic literature and was almost always late for everything).
Good, Itachi was in his happy place, that would make this easier. "We're going to be having a special guest for dinner tonight. It's someone that I've wanted you to meet for a long time." Ever since Kakashi turned the boy, really.
"Alright." Itachi nods at that and smiles. "Vampire, another kind of supernatural, or human?" Kakashi was rather friendly towards humans compared to most vampires he knew. Though his Sire knew not to get too attached to them.
"A vampire." Kakashi smiles widely. "Twice as old as I am, and about ten times as dangerous." After all, he was relatively innocent, compared to Sasuke. And he knew all about his Sire's previous occupation. "He's a very difficult man to get a hold of these days. He changes his phone number every month or so."
He had always considered himself to be realistically confident in his own abilities, but that sounded a bit ominous to Itachi. "If he's truly that dangerous and is taking such pains to avoid being found, is it really wise to invite him for dinner?" He was a fledgling. A skilled fledgling, but still if something went wrong it sounded like neither of them was a match fro this vampire.
Kakashi chuckles and shakes his head. "He won't harm you, I promise. Though, I may get an earful from him when he arrives. He hates jet lag. But I thought that it was about time that the two of you finally meet. You remember those two ancestors that I told you about?"
"Yes, I remember." Itachi nods as a thought occurs to him. "Indra and your Sire, right? Did you actually convince one of them to dine with us?" He didn't know whether he should be excited or terrified at that prospect.
"Yes, I have." And it had been a lot easier than Kakashi thought it would be. "My Sire is flying in from Japan, so we'll be having a late dinner. I also need to make sure that we're properly stocked with tomatoes for when he arrives."
Itachi blinks. So Kakashi had finally done it. "Are you sure this is a good idea?" He had tracked down his Sire and Itachi's ancestor. "I could envision this going wrong in at least a thousand different ways." Though the tomato request felt a bit off. "Though we do have plenty of tomatoes."
"Enough for a snack, perhaps, but you haven't seen someone eat tomatoes until you've seen Sasuke eat them. He loves them even more than you love your cabbage." Which Kakashi was still trying to figure out. "And I know that you're worried about it going wrong. But I wanted to be sure that you were an Uchiha before telling him, and he's been very hard to track down ever since he finally cut me loose. It'll be good for you two to meet."
He wasn't sure why his ancestor was apparently so fond of tomatoes, but who was he to judge? "Alright then. I suppose I can go to market and get us more tomatoes then." He smiles at his Sire. Kakashi really was trying to help him connect with his distant kin. "And that was probably a wise move on your part. To verify your suspicions before asking him to come all the way out here." It was sweet really. Assuming that Kakashi didn't change his mind though, Itachi had one very important question to answer. What on Earth was he going to wear to meet his four hundred something, probably five or ten times great grandfather?!
"Yes, well, if it had turned out that my suspicions had proven false, it would have been cruel to give him that hope, only to tear it away." Because, sometimes, it was difficult for Kakashi to see an old vampire, rather than a lonely teenager. Maybe there was something to that idea that vampirism freezes your mind, somewhat. You accumulate the experience, yes, but the mind can be a very hard thing to change, especially since Sasuke had been turned before he was even done growing. "He can be distant and very focused at times. But if you put in the effort to make him warm up to you, he's a far more loving person than he believes he is."
Itachi knew that Kakashi meant that to be comforting, but he took it as a warning. "Well I shall be sure to put my best foot forward then." After all, he only had two relatives left in all the world and while the prospect was daunting, the young vampire found that he was genuinely looking forward to meeting this Sasuke.
Jet lag. Sasuke really did hate it so much, especially since he hadn't been able to sleep on the plane for more than a few hours. The darkness kept him up. Even when he was human, the darkness kept him up. Then again, he'd spent the better part of three centuries in nothing but darkness.
Which is why, in far more daylight than he liked, he found himself dressed in a tight black turtleneck, a dark blue jacket, with jeans and boots to match the shirt. He looked…like a teenager. Which was the point, because if he wore what he had when he was a human adolescent, he would stick out like a sore thumb.
Still, he did the 'human courtesy' thing, and resisted the urge to just appear in one of the rooms of the brownstone that Kakashi had given him the address for. No need to give the baby vamp a heart attack. So, instead, he does the 'human' thing, and rings the doorbell.
Itachi hears the doorbell ring and immediately goes to answer it. If he was still a human, his heart would have been pounding by now. Thankfully, he wasn't. Which was good because it meant that wasn't an issue and he was also able to answer the door quickly. Extremely quickly.
"You must be Sasuke." He smiles at him. "I'm Itachi. Please come in." He'd grown his hair out long so now he had two long bangs framing the side of his face and his smoky gray locks reached down past his shoulders. Which, he presumed wasn't an issue with Sasuke, considering his own spiky locks were rather exotic as well. "It's so good to finally meet you."
He opens the door and steps aside to let him inside. He'd chosen to wear a simple pure black v-neck sweater and matching pants. He honestly had no idea what a four hundred something vampire would consider acceptable fashion, but he figured this was adaptable enough to make at least a not horrible impression as he glances at Sasuke with curious dark eyes.
Sasuke nods, footsteps utterly silent as he steps inside. He eyes Itachi carefully, looking the child up and down. "You certainly look like an Uchiha." Which meant that Kakashi might not be yanking his chain. "Where's my perverted childe?"
Uchiha, that must be his last name then. "Thank you." Itachi assumes that was a compliment in the elder vampire's eyes. "He's in the kitchen putting the finishing touches on what he assures me will be a glorious tomato salad."
"Of course he is, he's planning to butter me up about something." Kakashi could be pretty sneaky sometimes, but Sasuke knew how this was going to go. Sasuke's onyx eyes flick towards his descendant. "And I assume that it has something to do with you. He thinks he's as sneaky as a real ninja."
"Well I've never met a real ninja before, but in his defense...Kakashi is rather sneaky." Itachi's eyes dance in amusement. "And I'm quite certain watching him attempt to butter you up will prove most entertaining."
"Hn." Sasuke snorts softly, as if he would be taken in by Kakashi so easily. "Of course you haven't met any real ninja before. There's only a handful left, and they're all vampires. They nearly went extinct before Kakashi was even born."
He smiles at him as he leads Sasuke into the kitchen. "Then I shall list real ninjas on my Rare Sightseeing List, alongside unicorns of course." Itachi chuckles as he watches Kakashi toss salad.
As Sasuke smirks, Kakashi turns towards the two vampires who both looked younger than he did. "In that case, Itachi, I expect that we'll be seeing a unicorn quite soon. And you can scratch seeing a real ninja off your list." After all, his childe was standing right next to one.
Itachi blinks at that and then looks at Sasuke. "I surmise there was a reason why ninjas were the first thought on your mind?" His ancestor was a ninja?
"Hn." Sasuke rolls his eyes, reaching for the tomato salad as Kakashi brings plates over to the marble-topped kitchen island. They'd never really done dining tables. Too formal, even when they'd gone to Europe for a few decades.
Kakashi chuckles at the sight as he produces rice balls, fish, stew, and a few other haphazard dishes that included most of their favorite foods. "Sasuke is the last true ninja, born and raised. The others were trained in later centuries, based on the techniques from the Iga Province. But the Uchiha were a proud clan of Iga ninja. They endured the longest of all the ninja clans." Kakashi was quite familiar with that history, having witnessed some of it, himself. "Sasuke even trained me in the decades after he turned me."
"That is quite impressive." Itachi honestly didn't know what to say to all that. "I've studied martial arts here and there mostly at Kakashi's insistence, but I can't say that I've ever expected to see the original forms of the techniques."
Sasuke doesn't miss a beat as he spoons some of the tomato salad into his mouth. "It is the birthright of every Uchiha. Though mastering every form and fighting style unique to the clan takes…longer than most humans live." Then, he flicks a piece of tomato at Kakashi. "And my training you doesn't make you a ninja. Besides, you're not nearly as sneaky as you think you are."
He couldn't help, but watch this all with a great deal of amusement. "Kakashi does try though. One has to give him that." Itachi chuckles at the sight of the ancient vampire flinging a piece of tomato.
Dodging the piece of tomato, Kakashi grins. "Well, well, Sasuke, it looks as though you're finally acting your age." Well, his physical age, at least. His Sire never really had the chance to be a child, so it was amusing when those little moments would happen. They did once every decade or so, on average. He hadn't seen Sasuke for several of those, so maybe he could get his Sire to crack a few more times.
Sasuke narrows his eyes at his childe, before focusing back on his salad, and on his descendant. "Yes, he does try. And the first thing that he did with those lessons was sneak into Shimabara."
"For some reason, that doesn't surprise me." Itachi rolls his eyes at the thought of a young Kakashi in Kyoto's red-light district.
Kakashi pouts slightly. "Well, you refused to take me with you, so what did you expect me to do? Just wait around until you came back in the morning?"
That was a little disturbing to Itachi. "..." The silver haired vampire was implying that Sasuke had visited the place. "I hope that I am not the descendant of some Lady of the Evening..."
"You're not. I was usually there to kill someone, and I had already been a vampire for over two centuries." Sasuke had been watching the young vampire covertly, and he was fairly certain that if it was one of his siblings, he knew which he had to choose from. "If I had to guess, I would say that you are either from my sister's line, or my eldest brother's. They both had children in their lifetime. My second brother did not." Itachi did resemble his sister, though.
"Ah, that's right, you were turned before you were able to have children." Kakashi smiles cheerfully at that. "But Uncle Sasuke has a nice ring to it, yes?" Itachi rubs the back of his head sheepishly at that, fairly certain his Sire was going to get smacked.
Sasuke's eyebrow twitches. "Kakashi, you're annoying." And he had said similar things on many an occasion. "This is why I never brought you with me before you decided to sneak in. Not to mention that I wasn't going to have you feeding on the geisha."
He pouts at that. Kakashi had always wanted to feed off a geisha. "I'm pretty sure that you just did that because you wanted all the geisha for yourself." Sasuke could be so cruel sometimes!
Another twitch. "I never fed from them, and you know that." Sasuke only ever fed on the blood of the people he killed, enemies of the various Shogun. Most of them hadn't tasted great, but they sustained him.
Kakashi's pout disappears as his Sire's bad habit of denying himself all blood, save what he needed to survive comes to mind. Sasuke didn't use live feeders, and the last time he'd killed was a century and a half ago. "You must be thirsty. I'll fetch some bloodwine from the cellar." Sasuke's mood was likely attributable to a low level of blood in his system.
"Fine." Sasuke knew better than to protest that in front of a baby vamp. He doubted that Itachi would understand his general dislike for drinking blood.
Itachi senses he missed something. Kakashi's playful, if borderline masochistic teasing had suddenly stopped. "So where did you fly in from? Kakashi mentioned jet lag." Perhaps, it was best to change the topic of conversation.
"Tokyo." Sasuke eyes his childe as the silver-haired vampire disappears through a side door, to what he assumes is the wine cellar. "Kakashi called me about twelve hours ago, sprung your existence on me, and asked me to come and meet you."
"Yes, that does sound like something he would do." He shakes his head. "Kakashi does love to surprise people as I'm sure you know."
"Yes, and once in a while, he succeeds." Sasuke's eyes drift back to Itachi, scrutinizing the young vampire. "I was under the belief that the last of the Uchiha died out in one of the slaughters that ended the civil war. For being loyal to the Shogun."
If the other comments hadn't done it, that certainly did. "I'm sorry. You must have been heartbroken." It drove the point home that this was an ancient vampire. Itachi might as well still been a child compared to this man.
"Don't be sorry, it had nothing to do with you. And I made peace with my failures a long time ago." Sasuke didn't need pity, didn't want it. It had happened a century and a half ago. It was old news. And nothing anyone did now was going to change that.
"Well, I wouldn't say that was entirely true. What happened back then wasn't of my doing, but they were my family too." Itachi sighs and caresses Sasuke's cheek. "And whatever the circumstances were behind their death, I doubt it was because you. You still think of them. You still miss them." Most vampires his age either didn't remember their human families at all or at best they might be a dim afterthought.
Dark eyes drop to the hand on his cheek, eyebrow rising slightly at the gesture. "I could have made different choices, ones that would have better protected the clan. I was young and naive, and didn't think about the consequences of not acting when I should have." And…there was still that hand on Sasuke's face. "But it's no longer something that hurts me, so I don't need to be comforted like a brooding teenager."
It was clearly something that did still hurt Sasuke or he wouldn't have mentioned it, but Itachi figured it was best to pretend otherwise. "You were turned young. I doubt you had any real say over the events of a war, but I"m glad that it no longer hurts you." Even if it obviously still did. "It must grow rather bothersome to still have people mistake you for a brooding teenager though." His eyes dance with mischief at that. "An attractive brooding teenager, but still." He had been lucky and turned at twenty-five. Still young, but old enough that most people wouldn't consider him a child. Being turned in his late teens though, he imagined that would be rather annoying.
Yeah, that was still a sore spot for Sasuke. "I blame Orochimaru." If that man hadn't tried to attack Indra that night, and brought along his little coven, Sasuke wouldn't have died that night. Wouldn't have become a vampire that night. "I suppose the good that came out of it was being able to protect the clan for as long as I did, and saving the life of a samurai I found dying on a battlefield."
"Well that's something, I suppose. Though, Orochimaru is a name that I've heard before." Nothing good. Kakashi really did seem to despise the man and now Itachi had a better understanding of why that was the case. "When in doubt, I believe that relying on the fact that it is likely Orochimaru's fault in some capacity or another is enormously useful. It's a time saver."
"That's definitely a good way to save time." Sasuke despised Orochimaru even more than Kakashi did, and it's why he'd never let the creep anywhere near his childe. "If it weren't for his perverse infatuation with defeating my Sire, I wouldn't have been stuck in a teen aged body for eternity." Not to mention, Kakashi wouldn't have been turned, and neither would Itachi. Itachi…likely wouldn't even have been born.
He nods in understanding. "Well if it's any consolation, if one has to be stuck in a teenage body for all of eternity, it's better to be frozen in an exceptional one than not." Itachi smiles at him.
"I agree." Kakashi returns before Sasuke has the chance to retort, carrying three gasses, and a carefully picked bottle of sixteenth century, Italian bloodwine. "Though you have to admit that for a vampire, dealing with being stuck in the body of a horny teenager, and only having that amplified…" Kakashi may have been a pervert in his own right, but he couldn't resist getting that jab in as he pours the wine. "Well, I wouldn't let that kind of-"
"Kakashi!" Sasuke's eyes flash ruby red in irritation. "That's enough!"
There were times when Itachi truly wondered how Kakashi had managed to make it to two hundred. It was almost as if the vampire had a death wish. This was one of those times. Itachi just shakes his head at his Sire's antics and decides discretion was the better part of valor when he saw those eyes flashing red like that.
Kakashi chuckles and takes a glass for himself, pushing one into Sasuke's hands. "I love you too, Sasuke. Now drink. It's probably been a week since you last had any blood."
The ruby eyes flicker slightly, before slowly darkening again as Sasuke looks down to his glass, swirling the crimson liquid. "Two." Which meant that he was overdue for a shot of blood.
"I can go get you another glass if you like." Why had he starved himself? Had he merely just forgotten and been that busy? It didn't seem likely to Itachi, but one never knew. "We have plenty."
"No, I'm fine." Sasuke sips at the bloodwine, tasting the sweetness of grapes, strawberries, and blood on his tongue. "One glass is enough."
Seeing Itachi's expression, Kakashi shakes his head. That was not a discussion that anyone wanted to get into right now. "I have bourbon stashed away as well, if that's what you would prefer."
Sasuke's dark eyes flash red again as he slowly drains the glass. "Then you might want to grab two or three bottles." He could throw back bourbon like it was nobody's business.
Kakashi smirks. "Right. Whoever it was that laid down the three vices has clearly never met you." Or any vampire, really. They indulged in those vices more than any other supernaturals out there.
Itachi blinks bemusedly at the thought, before chuckling at the image it produced. "It's both an amusing and mildly disturbing concept to picture what an intoxicated vampire ninja would be like."
"It either ends in blood, or a red-light district." Sasuke puts down his glass as Kakashi pulls a few bottles of bourbon from one of the cupboards. There was less reason to hide that than the bloodwine.
"Good times." Kakashi produces three small crystal glasses, filling them to the brim with the whiskey. "I seem to remember one festival in Edo that ended particularly well." There had been quite a lot of sake involved that night.
"Indeed." Sasuke picks up a glass, swirling the caramel colored liquid, examining the quadruple shot, before downing it like an Irishman. He rather liked the way they drunk their liquor.
It was a bit shocking to see Sasuke speak so casually about such districts. "As I said, mildly disturbing or amusing." He expected such behavior from Kakashi, but Sasuke was an enigma to him. One moment he portrayed himself as every inch a proud vampire elder, the next he was sulking like an adorable teenager, and almost in the same breath he was suddenly speaking about districts filled with all sorts of vice, particularly of the carnal variety. "Though, I thank you for keeping my Sire from getting himself killed early on, as he would have been wont to do without your guidance, I'm sure."
"Kakashi? Most likely." Sasuke had stopped his childe from making fatal mistakes on more than one occasion. "Though that may have more to do with the fact that vampires of our line seem to have a difficult time cutting the umbilical cord." Indra had kept Sasuke in his home for the first five years, yes, but had gone with Sasuke to Edo when he returned to serve the Shogun. They'd spent several decades together, before Indra finally deemed him ready to strike out on his own. And Sasuke himself had kept Kakashi around for over a century, before finally setting him loose just before the first world war. "We keep our fledglings around for almost a century."
"Yes, that does seem to be the pattern." Itachi nods with a smile. "I've been with Kakashi for quite some time myself." He could have managed on his own now, probably even thrived. Itachi didn't see the need though.
He liked staying with the other vampire and Itachi felt as though deep down, his Sire needed him. Kakashi's easygoing ways amused him and while he was still relatively young for a vampire, he had no bloodmate. Itachi suspected that he was probably the only thing in Kakashi's life that gave him a real sense of responsibility. Otherwise, the silver haired vampire probably would have just drifted from place to place on whatever whim grabbed his attention most at the time.
"I've had him since sixty-nine." Kakashi smirks at the thought. "So I don't expect him to be trying to leave the nest for the next half century or so."
Now THAT has Sasuke raising an eyebrow. "A baby vamp, then." It seemed that Itachi was young, both in appearance, and chronological age. "I remember when Kakashi was a baby vampire. Always getting into every bit of trouble he could find."
"I wouldn't call myself a baby." He chuckles at that thought. "I am over seventy. Were I a human, I'd probably have grandchildren by now." It was quite amusing what passed for 'children' in the vampire world.
"Hn." Sasuke smirks at Itachi's defense. "I am six times your age, kid." And if he were still human, there was every chance that Itachi could have been his dozen times great grandson. "Get a couple more centuries under your belt, and maybe a mentor other than the pervert."
Itachi shakes his head at Sasuke's response. "He's a very good mentor, if one overlooks that particular quirk of his and his habit of being late to everything." Something that had caused his business associates no small amount of annoyance, but they were largely used to it at this point.
"Hey now…I'm not late to EVERYTHING." Kakashi pouts a little at the reprimand. Honestly, the two of them were far more alike than Sasuke seemed to think. Itachi even SMIRKED like his ancestor.
"The day you're not late to something, I'll invite your little one to Tokyo for a vacation." Sasuke rolls his eyes, reaching for one of the bottles of bourbon and pouring himself another glass as he smiles slightly at his descendant. "Sorry that I couldn't train that out of him. I tried, but even a century of berating him for it wasn't enough to break him of the habit."
"Well almost everything." Itachi smiles teasingly at Kakashi. "Unless it's for a date." More like sex, but it was polite to pretend otherwise. Still, he turns his attention back to Sasuke. "It's alright. It's just part of who he is."
"See!" And Kakashi saw an opportunity to capitalize on. "So, does that mean that I should have Itachi pack a bag?" Finally, Sasuke and Itachi might get some time with one of their only other relatives. Because honestly…calling up Indra for a family reunion was a dangerous proposal. The ancient vampire was unpredictable, at best, and Sasuke had inherited that trait to some degree.
Itachi rubs the back of his head sheepishly. Currently, his Sire was being about as subtle as Naruto in a ramen shop. Forget about bulls in china shops, that blond vampire was obsessed with cheap noodles!
The elder vampire doesn't miss a beat. "Do you have a date tonight?" And judging by the look on Kakashi's face, he did. "Be on time for that, and then we'll talk." After all, you had to see it to believe it, and Sasuke would not believe that Kakashi was actually on time for something until he saw it for himself. He and Indra were the only exceptions to the rule. But that's what happened in the middle ages, when you were believed by the people to be an oni.
"Who is it with this time?" His Sire certainly didn't discriminate when it came to species. It could be anybody or anything.
"Shizune. A banshee." Kakashi grins widely. "She's got a very nice voice, though." And it had taken weeks to convince her to take a night off from attending an elder vampire, the bloodmate of Naruto's own Sire, Tsunade.
"Of course it's Shizune." Sasuke shakes his head. "Which means that you're leaving me here to babysit while you traumatize Naruto, again."
"Precisely." Kakashi chuckles at the thought of the younger vampire, turned only a few decades before he and Sasuke had fled to Europe to stay with Naruto's family. It was through one of Sasuke's international connections that they found Jiraiya and Tsunade. And as people who knew Orochimaru's dark side, they were willing to hide the two vampires for a while.
Itachi shakes his head in amusement. "He is...very much equal opportunity when it comes to who he will let into his bed." He quite liked Shizune, really. Though he wasn't sure how the mechanics of bedding a banshee worked. Wasn't she technically a ghost?
"Yes, he is." Sasuke waves his hand at his childe, motioning for him to go. "Go on, best not to keep a banshee waiting." If you did, they got loud and fast.
"Alright, have fun, you two!" Kakashi meanders off towards the door. "And Itachi, why don't you see whether or not you can loosen Sasuke up a little? He's still being a little frigid."
"Kakashi, if you don't shut up...you might become a banshee along with Shizune!" Was his Sire trying to get himself killed?! Itachi seriously wondered.
The two hundred year-old vampire chortles as he disappears from sight, Sasuke shaking his head exasperatedly. "Say hello to Naruto for me!" And judging from the snort just outside the door as it shuts, the message would be delivered. "Honestly…Kakashi hasn't changed one bit." He was still the mischievous, headstrong vampire that he'd been when Sasuke first turned him. "It astounds me that you've survived this long with him as your Sire."
Itachi smiles at that. Well Kakashi was Kakashi. "He apparently has little regard for his own safety, but he was very dutiful about ensuring my own." It was perhaps the closest to a paternal bond that someone like the silver haired vampire could express. "I'm the first person he turned. So I suppose that is to be expected."
"Yes…it's a powerful bond." Sasuke swirls another glass of whiskey, glancing at his descendant, watching him closely. "But you needn't worry about Kakashi. He may be a pervert and an idiot sometimes, but I would never hurt him." Well, not much, and not permanently.
"I know, that was merely in jest." The man had spent a century with Kakashi, which was quite admirable, by Itachi's standards. "If you were going to do that, you would have already done it by now."
"I would have just ended his life when I first met him." In fact, Kakashi's personality had drawn Sasuke to him. He was so bright and determined, and had such a will to survive, that Sasuke had granted that, and kept his childe close, because Kakashi was the closest thing he had to real family after his clan was destroyed. "But, enough about Kakashi and his off-putting personality." Sasuke gets to his feet, putting down his glass after emptying a whole bottle of whiskey. "I assume that Kakashi has a library in this place?"
Itachi nods at that. "Of course, though I'm not entirely certain how much of his collection you'd have an interest in." Most of it was of an erotic nature.
"I'm well aware of that, I just like the calm atmosphere of a library." Sasuke could just imagine the look on Kakashi's face when porn first started being mass-produced. "And he wouldn't be Kakashi if he didn't have a mountain of porn stored in his house." In fact, if he hadn't, Sasuke would have been shocked enough by the happening, that he would have demanded to know who was trying to impersonate his childe. "Well, lead the way."
"Alright." Well all that was true enough that Itachi didn't bother trying to deny it as he leads his ancestor towards the library. "Well he has other things in his collection of course. That's just the majority of it." Kakashi was remarkably intelligent, one had to give him that much. But his love of erotica was no great secret in the supernatural community. In fact, he was downright famous for it.