Chapter Three

I tried to say goodbye to Itachi, but ended up getting into more and more conversations. It was like he didn't want me to leave.

Funny, since I had to go home, where he actually was.

But, now that I thought about it, I didn't know if I wanted to go home or not.

Just thinking about seeing Itachi in person made me want to sprint home.

No, I had to keep reminding myself that Itachi didn't know it was me he was talking to.

He was talking to Sakura, for all he knew.

i-suck-at-names: i really gotta go, otherwise my parents are gonna have my head .

Uchiha101: lol, yeah, supper's soon so i gotta get off too...funny Sasuke's not home yet

i-suck-at-names: where is he?

Uchiha101: at Naruto's helping him study

Oh good, he totally believed my cover-up.

"Have you said goodbye to him yet?" Sakura asked.

She finally got so sick of the flirty conversation that she ended up laying on her bed and doing homework.

"Almost."

i-suck-at-names: o.O you think they're "getting it on"?

Uchiha101: i don't think naruto's gay

i-suck-at-names: ...oh yeah, probably not...but anyways i g2g

Uchiha101: me 2. cya monday?

Hell, Itachi, you'll see me tonight if you're gonna miss me so much.

i-suck-at-names: yeah, i'll see u then. 3 U!

I logged off.

"Okay, I'm off and I gotta go," I announced.

"I'll maybe see you tomorrow if I can convince my mom."

We said our goodbyes and I sprinted home as quick as I could. Partly, because of Itachi. Partly, because my frickin' stomach wouldn't shut the hell up!

I looked at my watch. Wow, it took me less than five minutes to reach my front yard. Usually it took me fifteen. I guess that's what happened when your brother becomes motivation.

Walking through the front door, I looked around. I didn't see Itachi anywhere. He must be upstairs in his dreams...

"Sasuke, is that you? What took you so long?"

I sighed. Of course my mom would be the first to greet me. It's like she as OCD (obsessive compulsive disorder)...but it would only activate when I was around.

"It's alright, Mother, Naruto just took a little longer to understand math than I expected."

My conscience screamed in protest. Yeah, I know I probably should have told her that I was actually at Sakura's house instead, but I wasn't sure if Itachi was listening in. Plus, I would have to explain why I was at Sakura's house in the first place. Yeah, I could just see myself telling Mom this: "You see I was at Sakura's house to help her talk to a guy which happened to be Itachi and I sort of got carried away..."

Yeah, that would definitely work...

Especially since my parents didn't even know I was gay.

I tried to tell them, but they would just laugh and think it's a joke.

Maybe if I just flat out told them...

"I love my brother."

Oh shit! I didn't mean for that to come out. Itachi, please don't be listening!

My mother only smiled at me.

Oh, of course she would think of it in a "brotherly love" way.

"Is supper ready?" I asked, trying to keep my mind away from Itachi for the moment.

"Almost. Could you tell Itachi to come down?" Mother replied.

"Sure."

I would be delighted to.

I ran up to his room and knocked on his door. "Itachi, supper's almost ready, come downstairs."

Oh my God, I sounded like my mom.

I ran down the stairs before I ended up face-to-face with Itachi.

First, supper, then Itachi.

I just couldn't dare talk to him on an empty stomach. It would be too distracting.

I nonchalantly walked into the dining room and sat in my "assigned" seat. In our family, whenever we sit in the dining room, we automatically go to our designated spots. I was on the left side of the table with Itachi, while my parents were on the right.

Well...at least I wasn't across from Itachi.

Crap, I probably just jinxed myself.

Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid Sasuke!

I looked over to see that Itachi was just coming in.

Yosh! I didn't jinx myself.

He sat in the chair next to me.

Then, there was silence.

I bit my lip. I couldn't risk to say anything stupid. I might just jinx myself all over again.

"You two must be hungry. Here's your plates!"

For once in my life, I'm going to say this: thank God for Mom!

We both grabbed our plates and started digging in.

I kept glancing over at him.

Apparently, he noticed, because he was eyeing me suspiciously.

I swallowed. "What?" I asked.

"What?" Itachi asked.

"Why are you looking at me?"

"Well...why were you looking at me?"

I rolled my eyes. "I guess I must be so cool if you're copying me."

I wanted to shoot myself.

That was the exact thing "Sakura" said to Itachi.

"You wish," Itachi responded, just like on messenger.

My phone rang. Oh thank God that everything is interrupting at the right moments.

I looked at the caller I.D. and smirked. Sakura.

"Hey Saku."

I saw Itachi stare at me.

I gave him a why-do-you-care-that-I'm-talking-to-Sakura glance.

"Sasuke? Is this a bad time? I'm not interrupting supper, am I?" Sakura asked.

"No, no, it's fine...what do you need?"

"Well, after you're done at work you can come over and help me talk to, you know...him."

"Yeah," I agreed. "Sounds good, I'll see you then."

"What's up?" asked Itachi.

Oh...he was SO interested in Sakura...or technically me.

"Sakura is coming to see me at work tomorrow for about an hour or so. She needs help on homework."

I love how easily I can lie.