Disclaimer: I realized I had not been posting a disclaimer on my previous chapters. This is my first fanfiction, so give me a break. I do not own Naruto, obviously. I am a lowly fanfiction writer *sobs*. Sasuke is going to perform an interpretive dance just to prove I do not own Naruto.
NotASquare: Take it away, Sasuke!
Sasuke: Over my dead body
Itachi: *swoops in from above* That can be arranged! *evil laugh*
Sasuke: …That was…lame…
Itachi: Jeez! I'm sorry! Stop badgering me! *runs off to cry in a corner*
NotASquare: Now, now, Sasuke! You know Itachi is very self-conscious about his evil laugh.
Sasuke: Hn.
NotASquare: No tomatoes for you, mister!
Sasuke: *throws a kunai*
NotASquare:*falls over*
The END!
Oh, and you can request couples if you like. I don't mind anything but Yaoi.
Yaoi is for squares, and I'm NotASquare.