A/N: Woot! Finally, chapter 6. Now, I've had this written for a while, I've been just to busy with my sports and my parents wanting to spend 'quality time' together. Sooo, I haven't been able to type it until 11PM on this incredibly hot Thursday, the 26 of July. Now, for those of you who have been reading this and being all like, 'when does Itachi come in???' In your minds of course. :P. Today is the day my wonderful people, today is the day. Him and all of his sexiness arrives in this excellent chapter. Meeeow. 3 And, to add a little bit of knowledge, my lines mean a character change XD.

Disclaimer: There is no ownage of anything here, but I do so love the characters. 3

What Is Itachi Planning?

It had been two days since Sasuke had had sex with Sakura, and he was doing his best to avoid her. He hadn't mentioned his lack of protection to her, and he was hoping that she hadn't noticed. Mostly because the second and third time, Sasuke had remembered to put on a condom. One slip up couldn't be that big of a deal… He hoped.

Sasuke looked at the calendar and saw that the date was colored in with red. It was the anniversary of the death of his clan. It was 4 years ago, on this very day that his big brother, his beloved nii-san, had killed his clan and used him sexually.

Sasuke shivered at the thoughts, the memories of that day. All of his aunts, uncles, cousins, everyone dead. Then, him getting home and seeing his mom and dad dead as well. It had been too much. Tears came to Sasuke's eyes as he thought about the love he had held for his parents.

He curled up into a ball on the floor of his room, and let himself cry for the loved ones he had lost.

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He looked down at the village, disgust in his eyes. This place, it made him uncomfortable and… Disappointed. He had expected more from the clan. A whole clan and they hadn't been able to put a scratch on him. Of course, he'd had the advantage. No one had expected him to go and kill every last one of them. He remembered their cries of surprise and then their shouts of pain just as clearly as if it had been only yesterday and not 7 years ago. And, he relished in hearing them so clearly. It was his prize for doing so well that night. To hear their everlasting screams was joy to him.

"Are you sure that we should be here?" Came a voice from behind Itachi. It was Kisame, his partner in crime, his little, overenthusiastic shark who, followed him everywhere.

"I don't care." Itachi said simply. Kisame sighed and walked up next to him. "I'm here for personal reasons. And, to terrorize my little brother… I wonder how my little Sasuke is." Itachi was clearly warning Kisame that he was not to touch the kid unless he had been given permission. Lately, Itachi had been acting weird so, Kisame took this warning to heart. It wouldn't be good to be killed by Itachi for a stupid mistake.

"What are you planning on doing with the little brat?" Kisame asked carelessly.

Itachi said nothing but smiled at the thought of all the pleasurable things that he could do to his little Sasuke. "Though, he's probably not as small as he was 7 years ago." Came a thought that made Itachi's penis swell with arousal.

It was a good thing for his Ataksuki cloak because, without it, Kisame would have surely known that thinking about his brother made Itachi horny. Then, he'd never get Kisame to shut up.

Itachi shifted under his cloak and, his partner noticed. "What's wrong Itachi? This place to mush to handle? You feelin' guilty about killing your clan?" The growl that came from Itachi was sign enough for Kisame to know that he had gone to far… Again. "Sorry Itachi."

"Don't do it again." Was the only thing that came out of Itachi's mouth. "Or you'll be sorry." He thought. "Very sorry." As you can tell, Itachi was not pleased with Kisame.

"Why are we really here?" Asked Kisame, knowing that there was more to it than to terrorize his partner's younger brother. "Aren't you afraid that the Shinobi of the Hidden Leaf Village will notice that something is not right?"

"Oh, they'll know. They ALL have to know, that something's wrong. Or else…" Itachi paused, lost in thought.

"Or else what?" Kisame was curious to know.

"Or else… Everything that I did 7 years ago would have been a waste of time!" Just then, the wind danced around them, making their hair flutter and the wind chimes in the village below tinkle. Soon… Soon everyone would know that something was indeed out of place.

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She felt the breeze blow through her hair. Something was wrong. She could feel it, smell it in the wind that came from the North.

On a normal day, Sakura would have ignored it, or, gotten that knucklehead Naruto to go check it out for her then reward him with a bowl of ramen. But, today was… Different. The smell seemed faint, and it was probably nothing.

"I can handle this." Thought Sakura, with a confidence she had seemed to have gained since that night she and Sasuke had had sex. So, she ran down the streets to find out what was wrong. Not knowing that it was a lot worse than she had thought.

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Sasuke looked down at his parents graves and sadness filled him once again. If he had only gotten home from school earlier… Things would have been different. Maybe, he could have stopped Itachi. Or, maybe he would be in a grave next to his beloved parents. It didn't matter, it was to late now. He couldn't go back in time. Tears filled Sasuke's black eyes.

"I should have been able to stop him." He thought, depression was sneaking back up on him, like it did every year on this date. He sighed and put the flowers that he had picked, at the heads of the tombstones.

"I will kill him, for you father. I love you mother." Then, Sasuke turned around and walked back towards his room.

On his was home, Sasuke couldn't keep his mind off of one thing: Wouldn't Itachi be stronger by now? What if he wasn't strong enough to kill his nii-san?

He was so lost in his thoughts that, at first, the screaming brought him back to the dreadful day when everyone he had held dear was killed. But, after the third or fourth scream, his daydream became his reality. Someone was screaming for help.

Sasuke ran in the direction of the screaming, it seemed familiar but he couldn't place it. It seemed to be far enough outside of the village that nobody could hear it. He listened again… He knew that voice, she had screamed for him a couple of nights ago. "Sakura." He thought with urgency. "What could she be screaming about now? A spider? No, her scream wouldn't be bloodcurdling over a spider." While he had been running and listening, the screaming had gotten louder. "I must be close!" Then, there was what Sasuke would think was a half of a scream and all went silent.

"Huh? Something's not right… But what?" Said Sasuke, muttering under his breath. No one would have been able to hear him… If he had been as alone as he had been at the cemetery.

"Come on little brother…" Came a deep voice from behind Sasuke's shoulder. "Take a guess…" The voice was in front of him now. Then, a soft chant, barely a whisper in the wind, came. It made the hair on the back of Sasuke's neck stand on end. He knew this voice. "Oh dear, what can the matter be? Oh dear, what can the matter be? The poor girl came to see me…"

Then, from above, a girl fell. She had pink hair and Sasuke knew right away that it was Sakura. He lunged for her, catching her right before she hit the ground.

When Sasuke looked at her, to ask if she was ok, he noticed that her pretty face had been beaten and bruised. "What did you do to her, you bastard?!" He yelled at his brother.

There was a chuckle, then a voice said, "We had a little bit of fun, didn't we Kisame?"

"We sure did Itachi. But, she didn't last very long; she passed out before we could get to the real good stuff." This voice seemed to be coming from the opposite direction of Itachi's, Sasuke looked around, frightened. There was two of them and only one of him. No matter how much he craved for revenge, he still wanted to live afterwards. "Maybe if I can keep them talking long enough…" He thought. They had a training session in less than an hour; surely someone would notice that the two of them weren't there.

"What do you mean the good stuff?" Asked Sasuke, not really wanting to know but hoping to stall for a while.

"Well… You know, where one of us keeps guard while the other… Fucks the girl until he's completely done with her!" This voice was the one of Kisame.

"You're not touching her Kisame. You had the last one. It's my turn this time." The voice of Itachi seemed closer than it had been the last time he had spoken. Sasuke looked around, not knowing what to do. If the circumstances had been different… If he had gotten to see his brother alone… But no, he had, not only Sakura in the way, but Kisame too.

"Go away, you two are not wanted here!" Sasuke growled at them. "My God, they're fighting over who gets to rape next! I have to get Sakura our so that I won't have any distractions…" He thought, trying to think of a plan.

"Oh, I think we are, aren't we Kisame?" Itachi asked his partner. "I mean, aren't I allowed to come and see my dear family's graves?" His voice was cold and it filled with a sick amusement when he noticed Sasuke twitch. "I come all this way brother, and you won't give me a proper welcome? Not even a hug?"

Sasuke looked up into his brother's eyes, and saw a slight hint of lust. Then, he wondered, "How'd he get here so fast?"

A/N: There, I'm done; did you like it? Please review; I appreciate the feedback. Whether it's negative or positive. The next chapter is almost done on paper; I'm about 5 pages into it. So about 2 more and I'll be done I'm sure. Then I will type it and put it here on this wonderful site that we call fan fiction. I'm also on deviantart for those who have an account there and not here, so yea review here or there it doesn't matter really. Maybe I'll get some of my awful artwork up there for all ya'll to see. Plus, if you do go on there, check out some of my friends, Figgy and BridgetCross, they are awesome and would appreciate the comments on their awesome art. Ok, I'm done now, byes.