Itachi's problem


3


Grand dining room felt even emptier today, with only gentle clutter of their cutlery piercing the silence. Wagyu beef steak on the plate didn't arouse his appetite at all and he breathed out a slow and wistful sigh.

It's been a month now and still, there was no progress in his otouto's love life. Itachi could always pride himself at being patient, but even he was full of hope that by today, he would be introduced already to his brother's little boyfriend. But, really, there was no boyfriend yet, because the fools just wouldn't meet! The two were working in one building, used the same elevators every day, and still they didn't run into each other even once? How was it possible?

Frowning and pushing forward his bottom lip in petulant annoyance, Itachi moved his plate away and looked his brother square in the eyes.

"I want you to move out"

"Say what?" asked Sasuke, fighting for breath as little piece of meat went not the way it was supposed to.

"Well, you're old enough now, should have your own place"

"What gotten into you?"

Itachi seemed to be indifferently sipping wine, but inside he was very much appreciative of the obvious confusion on Sasuke's face. It was the time for back up plans to bring a certain blond boy into his brother's life.

"Your constant nagging that commute from our estate takes long"

"Whose fault is that?!" the younger fumed, again. How easily riled up he was, foolish otouto. "You moved the office all the way across the city!"

"I found a place" continued he simply, ignoring shameless accusations. "It's just about 15 to 30 min drive, a penthouse: grand windows, open concept, you'll like it there"

It did make sense, he new it well enough, or otherwise he wouldn't have personally bought the building. Just last week. No-no, it was a very good investment, because of the location, obviously. The little blond living in there was simply a delightful bonus. But Sasuke didn't seem to fully recognize the whole idea, but that's okay— Itachi had another card to play.

"It has a pool" he smiled inside at sudden interest in his brother's eyes "You could be training every morning. You do miss swimming, don't you?"

"How big's the pool?" still doubting...what a hassle

"Olympic size"

"I'll take a look"

Deal sealed. Wagyu beef looked mouth-watering again and Itachi dived in, trying to stop the lips spreading in happy grin. Now all that's left was to upgrade the little puddle in the building to a brand new world-grade pool. A piece of cake.


AN: Soooo, that's how Sasuke ended up in the same apartment building as Naruto ;)

I am not sure what exactly rich people eat, but Wagyu beef is literally the most expensive steak in the world, so—probably that))