A/n: First off thank you to all who review. I love the long reviews I get! And when you all try to guess what's going on, but so far no one as got it yet. Some are close but you haven't got it all exactly. Well here's the next installment enjoy!

Chapter 9: Twisted revelations

Sasuke, Sasuke..." A soft voice calls for me. As I feel arms around me, see them holding me. I look up but my face his turned, as if the person doesn't want me to see him. I look out into the vast darkness as I'm pulled back to lay on top of this person. I then notice white sheets and a window letting in light, though the room was still completely dark. There were bars on the window. And when I turn to my left I see a metal door.

"Would you like to see?" Came the question of the person holding on to me. I try to look at them but I can't. "What, you drove him too?"

With that I feel light and float like a feather up to the invisible ceiling. The person still holding onto me. The door opens, and Itachi's pushed into the room, which is now all white. There were handcuffs around his wrists. He tugged his arms apart, causing the cuffs to cut into his skin. After a while, a nurse comes in and takes the cuffs off.

"Honestly who would leave these on you?"

"Leave him be, he's dangerous," came a male's voice. "He just killed most of his family." The man comes into the room, and pulls up my brother roughly. "Let's see what your problem is. And what kind of medicine you should be on." He pushes Itachi out of the room. The next thing I see is Itachi being treated like an animal, being left alone in this cage. Being looked down upon, being called names, just as I called him. He didn't speak throughout all of this. One day he snaps and practically throws himself against the door. Making himself bleed as his head hit the metal hard, but he doesn't seem to care.

"Let me the fuck out!" The first time he's spoken. He bangs against his door, until his knuckle bleed. No one comes, no one cares. And he calls for me, he calls my name insanity lacing his voice. He keeps calling for me, his voice slowly getting louder. Itachi's never called for anyone. At least I don't remember, I even doubt he's ever called for mom when he's been scared as a litte kid. But here he is; shamelessly calling for his little brother, who can't hear him. Well I do now and I don't move. I just stare at the broken crazed figure still hitting his hand against the wall. So desperately wanting out, so desperately wanting to see his little brother.

"It's you, don't you see? All this is your fault. If it weren't for you, if you were never born, you parents wouldn't have died. Itachi would have never killed them, he would have never started to hate himself. And if he would have never hated himself, he would have never gone crazy. It's you…who are you to call your brother a murderer? It's all because of you!"

I try to get away from the person holding me. They run their tongue over my ear and whisper two simple words. "…for you."

"No! Let me go! Let me go!" I scream trying my hardest to get loose.

"For you, Sasuke. It's all for you!" The person starts to laugh, as the scene before me changes to a flashback to my parents death.

"…for you." I fall and finally see who was holding me. It..it was myself. My eyes red, almost as crazed as Itachi's. I was laughing at myself, repeating those two words.

I wake up in my bed, in my empty room. I wipe the sweat from my forehead and take in a couple of deep breaths. The phrase my brother had whispered, those two words, making sense now. At least partly, he killed them because of me, for me. Why? I have no clue. I get out of my bed and decide on some breakfast. As I sit at the table, I think about everything. About the kiss my brother had given me, after all today was the day I was suppose to sort everything out, right? The only way I can explain this all is that I'm slowly going mad. I don't think I can handle living with my brother, who obviously already is insane. Why else would he kiss me, I don't understand it. But, I am satisfied with the explanation that I gave myself, blaming everything on madness.

Throughout the whole day a try to find something to watch on TV. When that didn't work out, I looked at movies. I was sitting on the couch with a blanket over me. Though I wasn't really sick, every time I though about Itachi a sick feeling did over come me. The day seemed to drag on , but once I heard the sound of a car pulling into the driveway I panicked. I didn't really understand why, but I found myself staring at the front door. Like I was expecting something bad to happen. The door opened up and Kakashi stepped inside, followed by Itachi. My guardian spots me on the couch and comes over.

"How are you feeling?" He asks while opening the mail he had brought in.

"Fine," I mumble out. Kakshi expressed his relief and went into the kitchen, to look over the bills and junk mail. Itachi passed me, walking up to his room. Not noticing me at all. I had the urge to go after him. I wanted to know everything. If what I had seen in my dream had really accrued. And why he killed our parents for me. After all I hadn't ask him to do it. What made him think I wanted them dead? But I stay seated on the couch. I wanted to ask him questions, yes. But I didn't feel comfortable being in his presence. After all what if he tries to kiss me again?

After a couple of minutes of conflict in myself, I decide I'd go talk to him. My curiosity outweighing my fear. I climb the stairs and walk to his room. I stood in front of the door for what seemed like an hour. Then I finally raised my fist to knock on the wood. When the door opened to reveal my brother, he raised an eyebrow at me. The only sign of emotion on his face, as he looked at me dully; though the eyebrow told me otherwise. He doesn't speak so I take it upon myself to explain why I am here.

"Hey…um..can we talk?" I ask him, not making eye contact. No word is said as Itachi steps aside to let me in his room. I stand staring for awhile, not sure if I trusted him. Not really wanting to come in his room, with the doors closed; anything could happen after all. But my need for some sort of answers drove me into his room. I was tired of trying to figure everything out. I would demand a straight answer from my brother. No little guessing games anymore. I wanted to know how it's my fault. How I drove him to kill. I didn't understand it and didn't want to be left in the dark. Especially if I'm being blamed, or am the reason for his actions. After all haven't I done everything for him? Hadn't I tried to help back then? What in the world gave him the idea to kill in my name?

Itachi sits on his bed, I stand in front of him. I thought about my dream, "When you were in that mental facility, what did they do? What did you do?" I ask, though I doubt he'd tell me that he called for me. I wanted to know, if the room I saw, and the treatment I witnessed was fact.

"I just sat in a room all day. Medicine was shoved down my throat. Till they though I was stable enough to go see a shrink." He mumbles out, his eyes holding a far away look. "Why do you care?"

"Just…wondering," I say very quietly. I tell myself that what a saw was just a dream, nothing more. But the message it had given me was right. He did kill my parents for me, that's what those words he uttered yesterday meant. Itachi gets up from his bed and walks towards me.

"Is that all?" He asks me, in a cold voice. "It bothers you doesn't it?" I look into my brother's eyes confused. "You are wondering a lot lately. Wondering about me? About why? That's the question nagging at your mind right?" I stare at him, I couldn't take my eyes off of him. I feel my head slowly moving up and down. Nodding yes to his answer. Even though I don't know why I did it.

"Well we all have questions nagging at us. Including me… get out," he states simply, emotionlessly. I don't argue just turn to leave, I didn't feel comfortable anymore after that statement. I somehow felt like it had something to do with me. Just like I seek answers from Itachi, I have a feeling he seeks an answer from me. A sick feeling came over me, as I thought back to the kiss he had gave me. I walk into my room, on my way passing Kakashi. Who looked at me with amazement. I close my door and hear I knock coming from down the hall. I open my door a little, as Kakashi wanted to speak with Itachi. Itachi opens the door for our guardian.

"Did he speak to you?" Kakashi asks. I hear nothing from my brother but he must have nodded yes. "Good, I was really getting annoyed with him. I don't understand why he does or says the things he says."

"Me neither," came the hushed voice of my brother.

"Don't worry, I doubt he really means half the stuff he says. He'll come around I'm sure."

"I don't know…he can be hard to read. When I think I've pushed him away he seems to come back. It's confusing…I think for both of us." With that my brother closes the door. The sentence had a meaning to it that Kakashi wouldn't catch. I wonder to myself if Itachi had known I was listening. But that sentence I was able to decode; that fragment for once made sense. That sentence was about the kiss he gave for both of us..he was confused of why I came to speak with him after what had happened yesterday. I felt sick again as I pull my legs to my chest. I close my door all the way. I tried hard to keep myself in check. To tell myself my brother's just crazy. Or maybe it's me that's losing my mind. Maybe I'm blowing everything out of proportion. I know the question that nags at my brothers mind, just as bad as the simple word 'why' nags at mine.

'Does he care?', that is his torture. That's his question and I'm afraid of it. Because this phrase could mean so many different things. So many wrong things and I find myself feeling so very sick. My brother most defiantly isn't right in the head. I know now why he kissed me and I feel disgust along with worry. I didn't want to be around him. I had put myself in danger by talking to him alone in his room. And that's why he was confused, he was wondering why I was there, in front of him. How could I speak to him? How will I ever find out the reason behind my inspiring Itachi to kill? If I can't even look at him talking to him. He is sick, disgusting! I don't know why I didn't get it before…why I didn't come to this conclusion yesterday. Oh that's right, I hadn't wanted to think about it. Maybe because I already had a feeling that this was what it was all about. Maybe that's why I just felt like ignoring the thought all together. But I can't anymore, now that it's so obvious.

My brother loves me….

He killed them for me…why? Because he loves me? But what was it that he killed them for? What kind of threat did they pose to me? That little word was still nagging at me, 'why'. Even though I've finally figured out some answers, it's still there tutoring my brain. It's just like when you've almost finished your puzzle but seemed to have missed placed the last peace to finish it.

A/N: Sasuke's found a lot of stuff out, but not everything. And he won't find out till later on in the story. Which means both you and he have to wait. Next chapter, will be a very confusing one for our little raven! So don't miss it!