Uhgh, I;ve had this chapter on my computer for what, two weeks?! Someone should shoot me lol. Sorry the updates are slow, I have writers block and a small case of Shikamaru Syndrome :-D. Anyway, chapter four will probably be up in a week or three. Until then bear with this incredibly short chapter. Gomen. I hope you like it though. Next chapter though will be longer.
Enjoy :-)
Chapter 3
Just like the first time he was there, Sasuke hesitantly knocked on the door. This time, however, instead of meeting with the 13 year old grey-haired boy wearing glasses, he met with Suigetsu. He smiled sheepishly and stepped back, bowing politely. He didn't know what it was but he always felt the need to be overly polite to Suigetsu.
What he was yet to discover is how much he would come to semi-regret those actions.
"Hello brat," Suigetsu smirked. Sasuke huffed.
"I'm not a brat," he grumbled. "Ah, I was wondering if we could play today? You know, um, coz I...." his voice trailed off.
Suigetsu stood, leaning on the door frame, for a good five minutes before replying.
"Sure, come in." he shrugged, leading Sasuke through the house and up to his room.
Now that Sasuke wasn't so frightened (or maybe he was, but he was less intimidated) he noticed that the room had a water/shark/sword theme to it. As well as a snake and a hawk in the corner.
"N-Nice room," he mumbled, not sure if it was the best thing to do. Suigetsu smirked and laid down on the bed, effectively messing up his game of Solitaire.
"Thanks," he replied, bored. "I forgot to ask you, what's your name?" Suigetsu asked. He didn't sound any more interested in that than he did in his last statement.
"Oh, I'm Sasuke." the eight year old smiled brightly. (OOC I know, but he's what, not an orphan at the hands of his psychotic brother). Suigetsu looked at one of the shark posters on his wall.
"Uchiha, right?" he asked softly. Sasuke nodded eagerly.
"Yep. Why?"
"My brother knows yours." Nonchalant.
"Oh, who's your brother?" Curious.
"Hoshigaki Kisame."
"I don't know him."
"Not many people from here do," Suigetsu shrugged. "He ran away when I was five. Zabuza wasn't far behind. He ran away with his 'lover.'" distaste. "He calls once a month, mentions Itachi Uchiha more than he mentions me." He stopped his speech when he saw Sasuke's confusion and discomfort out of the corner of his eye. "What?"
"Um, nothing…just…but, like…yeah...." Sasuke's voice trailed off into nothing, the smaller boy looking intently at the floor. Suigetsu wised to the 'change topic' hint.
"So, how about a game of go fish?" he asked. Sasuke smiled shyly.
"I'd like that."
That evening Sasuke came home in a good mood. Maybe things weren't so bad now that Itachi had gone.
Yeah, things looked to be shaping up nicely.
TBC
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Word Count 416 (horrible, shoot me!!!!! :''-C)
