Chapter two.
THIRD PERSON/BOTH POV.
Running Home he was exhausted He had trained all day long and couldnt wait to tell Itachi that he finally hit the target.
"Aniki!! Aniki where are you!" Sasuke ran into his brothers room his chest heaving and ran to well, for lack of better word, Glomp his older brother.
"Its all thanks to you Aniki!! Thank you so much!" Exclaimed an ecstatic Uchiha.
"Well its nice to know your finally grateful for something I do, but for what?" Itachi snickered as he tossled his brothers hair; All the tension from earlier disipating as he looked into his brothers deep black eyes. They were so innocent..so pure.
"I finally hit the target i did it Itachi I really did it!" sasuke was Still heaving out, of breathe but he was beaming at the older look-alike.
"Im proud of you Sas-chan" It would seem impossible but sasuke's grin somehow grew At the praise and endearing affectionate nickname that Itachi would never address him by in public. Sasuke Always pretended it annoyed him, But secretly it make his insides glow with warmth and absolute euphoric bliss.
"Really?! You mean it?! You're proud of me for real ita-chan?" Sasuke almost forgot in his excitement but managed to remember to throw in his little nickname for his older brother.
"Of course I'm proud of you Otouto." Itachi let a small smile grace his features. And he gasped as a small hand reached up to trace it with trembling fingers. Itachi's eyes widened and a quiet audible gasp escaped his lips as Sasukes feather light touch traced his perfectly curved lips. It took a few minutes but when he came to his senses he pushed Sasuke away with more force than necessary.
"You have to go. Oka-san will have prepared dinner soon." With that Itachi turned to his nightstand and picked up a book, trying desperately not to notice the evident frown on Sasuke's trembling lips. He started to read but after about ten minutes of rereading the same sentence he set the book down and lay his back on his bed placing one hand on his lips the other on his still racing heart. He could not allow himself to feel this way. EVER. It was incest. It was wrong. It felt so right.. His brothers trembling fingertips How he could have so easily fit that hand in his and pulled his little sas-chan Into a warm embrace and shield him from the harsh realities. NO BAD! Itachi grumbled and got to his feet, grabbing a jacket and going to train. Maybe he could relieve some stress that way.
Sasuke sighed into his pillow as he flipped himself over to stair at his blank white ceiling shrouded by shadows.
"What's wrong with Aniki? What did I do to upset him so? He never raises his voice. He never uses that cold voice with me.."
The young boy trembled into his bed wishing to sink into it and never wake up. That would be nice, not have to wake up and deal with Otou-san again.
A rapid knock at his door and his mothers sweet voice interrupted his thoughts as she cracked the door open.
"Sasuke, dinner is ready dear."
Sasuke slipped off his bed and walked out the door to the kitchen with out a word.
The atmosphere at dinner was... tense, to say the least. Fugaku Took turns glaring first at Itachi, Then Sasuke, And back to the eldest. Mikoto let out an exasperated sigh. "Fugaku I was wondering if you would like to take a small vacation with me for a few weeks maybe after sasuke's birthday, Itachi is old enough to look after sasuke for a while and-"
She was cut off by Fugaku's fist meeting the table.
"Leave Itachi here with that rodent for a Few weeks, Are you Actually Serious?" He spoke those words with such disdain that from the corner of her eye Mikoto saw Itachi stiffen and sasuke look down, a single tear rolling down his pale childlike cheeks as he stopped eating, simply pushing the food around his plate using his fork.
"Why not? We haven't been out in a while." She tried oh so very hard to keep the malice from leaking out into her voice.
"Why not!? Do you know how far behind that would put Itachi in his training?! Having to deal with that brat; He cant even get dressed by himself! I bet he can't even wipe his-" The sound of metal against linoleum Rang through the room as sasuke Ran out of the house at full speed.
A few hours later
It was getting late. Itachi had been searching for hours to no avail. Where was Sasuke? The memory of what happened after the raven haired angel ran from the house in tears played in his mind.
Itachi rose with grace sparing a deadly glare towards the man he called father.
"Itachi Uchiha if you leave this house after that pathetic waste of time do not even think about stepping foot in this house ever again."
Itachi smirked; Sure he may mean it now.. But imagine how he would fair as the laughing stalk of konoha. The villages greatest prodigy in years walking out because he cared more about one beautiful boy than the rest of his clan. The rest of his family, his honor, His training. All of it. He had no second thoughts leaving right then and there.
"I will return with SASUKE" He put emphasis on the name. For fuck sakes sasuke was a human; not any of this bullshit his father was spewing him to be.
"To get our things as we will then take residence else where."
And with that Itachi left his father with his mouth agape; Oh kami how he looked like a dead fish.
But now it was getting late.
He knew he would have to go home just to see his mother.. But if he couldn't find sasuke, He wouldn't be able to face his mother. Of course he wouldn't. She was the only other one besides him that cared for sasuke. And now...
"Sasuke!?" Itachi hollered into the dead silence.
" Itachi Uchiha" Sneered a malice voice.
Itachi turned to lock his gaze on a man. He had dark brown hair with a mask covering his face. In one hand he held a kunai, in the other a wide eyed squirming sasuke.
The kunai was held directly to his otouto's throat which was allowing small angelic whimpers to escape.
"Itachi!!"
The heart shattering scream left Itachi staring at the red puffy eyes of his dearest brother.
A/N Ooooo cliffy ??
What does this man want with itachi and sasuke!?...no really...i havent decided it jsut came to me.. xD