It's been a while, hasn't it? I'm really sorry for the late update (an inhuman lack of motivation was possessing me and a bit of depression as well). Well, I've passed my final exam with a 'B' and got the title of a pharmacist. Speaking of this I want to thank you all for your support :) *hugs you though it's impossible* Love ya my dears!

P.S: You can keep every error you'll find (I'm sure there's a lot) I lost the patience to find them on my own.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Naruto, it belongs all to Kishimoto. If I could I would own my dear Itachi.

Chapter three: Let's drink to our third anniversary

Itachi's POV

After breathing in and out for the thousandthtime today I had to admit that I'm indeed nervous. I put on my black pants, followed by a red satin shirt and a black tie. To complete my outfit I slipped into a black jacket which I let unbuttoned. I went to the mirror to check my appearance one last time: flawless tied back hair, perfectly ironed clothes, parfume, polished black shoes and alluring obsidian eyes.

...Something was missing.

Before I could even start to think about it I was interrupted by the feeling of my cell phone vibrating. I dove a hand into my trouser pocket and took the device out. Without bothering to read the display I pressed the green button to answer the call. There are only three people who would call me anyway. First of course my beloved brother who is getting ready for our date, second my boss Pain who is not allowed to contact me because I took the day off and third is my best friend Kisame. Considering this it's easy to find out who the person is.

"I guess I've lost my bet. You actually remembered to call me, Kisame." I said in a smug voice.

"I'm full of surprises, ne Itachi?" He replied and I knew he was smirking.

"Indeed."

"So, will you finally give away your 'great plan' now? Come on, no one's around and I promise I won't laugh or tell anyone."

"I know but it's a secret between me and Sasuke."

"Does that mean I'll have to wait and see the result tomorrow in work then?"

"Most likely."

"We'll be waiting for you."

"Sounds like a surprise."

"Maybe. Alright, until tomorrow Itachi."

"See you then." I finished and closed my cell phone.

Seems like Kisame is going to throw a party tomorrow. It will surely end in a drunken mess. Again. I can only hope that Pain won't get mad like the last time when I was the only one who wasn't drunk but everyone else. My hears were ringing the whole afternoon after he was done with yelling at us to never drink in work again.

"I still wonder what was missing when I looked into the mirror..."

It felt like a strong unseen magic was in the air because I found myself walking to my night table due to that strange power. Different things were scattered across the surface as I picked up the frame that seemed to be calling for me. Lifting it up to gaze at the picture it held, a photo of me and my brother, smiling and truly happy stared back at me. It was the day after our love confession, the start of a new life.

I smiled before putting the frame back on the table. Taking the car keys, my wallet and a third object that I stuffed together with the other two into my pockets I went downstairs. As soon as I stepped into the hallway I spotted Sasuke already waiting there and the sight left me spechless. He wore black shoes, black pants, a white shirt and a black sleeveless jacket. And even though the only difference between our outfit was the color of our shirts and the length of our jacket sleeves I lost myself watching the beauty in front me. No matter the choice of clothing he will always look more stunning that I ever could.

I slowly looked up and down on him and then I smiled. Realisationhad finally dawned on me.

...The missing part was Sasuke.

Without him I wasn't complete. It was the smile of happiness and completionthat I missed when I looked into the mirror.

"Did you have to wait long?" I asked after snapping out of my thoughts.

"No, I just got here a minute before you." My little brother answered as he walked up to me. "You look beautiful, nii-san."

"You're far more beautiful than me, otouto. You take the breath right out of me. You're absolutely stunning. You are... perfect." I whispered to him when he was near enough to hear, my words drawing out a blush that made him all the more adorable.

"Liar." He whispered back. "But arguing over this one with you would be pointless so I will just take it as a compliment this time."

"If you say so then it must be right, baby brother."

Sasuke pouted cutely and I couldn't help but chuckle a this. He's just too sweet. He had his arms crossed and head turned to the side, the pout on his face resembled the one when he was younger. He always did that when I teased him and I would always give in then. He was too adorable with his sulking face. I can't deny him anything. Not back then, not now, not ever. I love him too much for this.

Sasuke's POV

I know I was being too childish for my age but Itachi has his ways to make me feel eight again. He loves to tease me and I love to make him give in. It was always fun doing this.

He chuckled again as I continued to pout, still facing away from him. Suddenly I felt a finger under my chin that tilted my head back and I was met by obsidian eyes gazing deeply into mine. The spell was there again, trapping me into its mist and I wouldn't struggle. Only Itachi has this effect on me. Only he can cause my heart to beat quickly, to stop my breathing, to make my mind go dizzy. Only my beloved brother.

The last gap between us was closed when he placed his soft lips upon mine. The fact that we had a date waiting for us was pushed aside for now as I melted into the kiss we shared. I just can't get enough of him. He's all I need in my life.

Itachi backed me up against the nearest wall, wrapping his arms around my waist and pressing me close to him. I followed as I wound my arms around his neck, pulling him down to deepen the contact of our lips as they parted for a more intimate kiss. My tongue easily found its way into Itachi's mouth where it began to dance with the already waiting one. Seeing that he didn't mind the first time we did this I find myself starting to enjoy this way of kissing somehow. His hot breath and the unique taste that could only belong to my older brother assaulted my mind and I let out a low moan as a result. We didn't fight for dominance, it wasn't neccessary. We were both equal parts in this forbidden yet so right kiss. Instead we just enjoyed the way our tongues caressed and sometimes teased each other.

After we parted I took a deep breath, filling my neglected lungs with oxygen. The salvia on our lips slowly gliding down as my tongue came out to clean my brother's jaw before I licked my own off, our taste mixing as I swallowed it down.

"I love you, otouto." Itachi breathed out after I was done cleaning us. He still held on to me tightly, relishing in the warmth my body provided.

"I love you too, aniki." I flashed a warm smile and he kissed me on my forehead before pecking my swollen lips.

"We should go now before they close without us."

And with that he took my hand and led me to the car. Itachi started the engine and drove backwards until we met the street, heading straight to the restaurant.

I wanted to curse all car inventors for the fact that front seets are not connected to each other. I really wanted to snuggle up to my brother's strong body now. Curse them all for not granting my wish. And as if reading my mind he removed one hand from the steering weel to entwine with mine. Seeing that he had to keep his eyes fixed on the streets I stared out of the window then, smiling to myself.

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After a good thirty minutes drive we arrived at the restaurant. Itachi carefully parked the car into a fitting lot and pulled the keys out. He opened the door for me before taking a hold of my hand. I felt myself blushing at those sweet gestures and with his warm eyes gazing deeply into mine my cheeks heated up even more. God, I wanted to pull him down into a kiss so much right now but I wasn't allowed to do so in open public. Damn it. He led me to the entrance of the building then and what a huge building it was. If I had to guess I'd say more than fifty floors. It was definitely a sky scraper.

Inside the tower we took the elevator and when my brother pressed the '50' button I thanked whoever invented those machines. A quick rumble and then the floor beneath our feet moved upwards. It will surely take a minute judging by the amount of floors we had to pass. I glanced at Itachi and grinned to myself when I noticed that he had the same thought as me. He pulled me closer by the waist and our lips met a second later.

This will be the last chance to kiss my brother before we have to act as 'normal' siblings again. It made me sad everytime. Why does everyone condemn love? They say it's wrong to love your relatives, it's disgusting and immoral. You will laugh but even a relationship between two from the same gender is called a sin to some people out there. To hell with them! I love my older brother and nothing will stop me and if I have to hide this relationship all my life then so be it. So be it. I would rather lie to the whole world than being without Itachi, than stop loving him. I can and will never be able to love anyone else if not him.

The numbers of the floors we passed increased as I placed my arms around Itachi's neck, deeping our contact. He traveled a hand up my back in response, resting it on my scalp to feel the strands of hair beneath his skin. I hummed contently as I pressed up more into the mindblowing kiss and failed to notice that my brother opened an eye to catch a glimpse of the next floor we were about to reach. The bright number read '48', signaling us that only two were left. A groan of disapproval left my lips when Itachi slowly parted from them but not before giving a last quick kiss.

It really was a miracle that no one else used the same elevator as we did otherwise they would have seen something they weren't supposed to see.

"We are here." Itachi stated and a beep could be heard the moment we hit floor 50. The door opened automatically and a red carpet met our feet after we left the lifting machine.

"Sir, may I have your name for the reservation?" A man that was surely in his fourties greeted us in the most formal voice I've ever heard.

He had a single glass on his left eye that was connected through a golden chain to the pocket on his black tailcoat. A white shirt was visible under the black jacket, combined with a black tie and his black shoes were polished to the point of blinding my eyes. His whole outfit resembled one from those 'only for noble people, aka VIP'. Not to mention the attitude he had - he stood like a penguin on his spot! Those clean white gloves caught my attention as I kept staring at them. He was definitely a butler and sure as hell this restaurant was visited by super rich and famous people. It was then that I started to wonder how much this evening will cost.

"Nii-san..." I mumbled quietly so only he could hear me. "Can you really afford this?"

My brother first looked at me slightly bewildered but then he chuckled. "Don't worry otouto. I've saved my money a long time before for this day." I nodded and when the man cleared his throat Itachi went on, remembering that he was asked a question.

"I apologize for the delay I've caused the name is Uchiha."

The butler/gate guardian corrected his glass before he opened a notebook which he took out of nowhere. His index finger traced down the page until he found our name written there.

"Uchiha, reservation for two. You may follow me I'll lead you to your table." The living penguin guy said in his flat formally tone as he went ahead with us walking right behind him. He then gracefully opened the door to reveal us the glory of the restaurant we had just entered and the sight left me speechless. I knew it was meant for rich people but could I possibly have known that it would be this beautiful? Usually those guys don't have any taste in style whatsoever. Turns out that I was wrong, very wrong.

A huge bright room made of polished marble floor and walls that had jewelery-like candeliers all over the ceiling were the first of the following treasures I would find. Next were red satin curtains that hung in front of the overseized bullet-proof glass windows, a silky red carpet that was covering the path you were walking on and luxury mahogany tables. The tables were round and had two leather chairs, real animal leather from the expensive type, facing each other around. My personal favorite part was the soft violin music that sounded like angels playing directly into your heart. The decoration that completed the whole design contained a huge ocean blue aquarium with different kinds of fish, many sculptures of beautiful angels and every now and then a big vase with the most colorful and exotic flowers. And just to top it, many people with the most fashioned clothes you can imagine were already filling the room. They chatted about things I wouldn't understand until I had five years of policy studies on my back. To sum it up: we've just entered a world of fashion, money and fame. A world we didn't belong to. I felt vulnerable, out of place but most of all underdressed!

"Sir, your table is right over there next to the window as you requested." The butler said as he pointed to our place. Itachi thanked him for his service, handing him a little money as a tip.

We then took our seat and I felt so uncomfortable being here and even more when I noticed that all eyes were on us. Why not? We just came in utterly underdressed. Wouldn't you stare in shock too? Feel offended? Curse our manners? Laugh at us? Be... disgusted? The latter thought caused my lips to quiver as I bit down on the inside to stop the trembling.

Itachi's POV

I wasn't exactly sure what caused my brother feeling so troubled but it worried me greatly. I couldn't bear seeing him like this it made my heart clench and twist painfully. His hair fell down to veil his eyes, his lower lip harshly attacked by his teeth. I wanted to hug him and whisper soothing words into his ear but I couldn't with the table separating us. Instead I grasped the hand he had placed on the wooden surface and traced soothing circles on the skin.

"Don't think about it otouto. Don't let it bother you what other people may think. It's our special day and that's why we should enjoy it without any regrets."

He looked up at me, meeting my eyes and I could see his softening then. Sasuke let out a sigh and relaxed further into my coaxing, a gentle smile tugged at his lips.

"You're right, nii-san. I felt so out of place when we stepped in. They are all so rich and whatsnot but now I realize that they are the ones who are out of place. They have money, so what? I have something far more precious, something they can only dream and fantasize about - I have you, Itachi. Nothing can ever compare to that."

I smiled brightly at his confession. His words went straight to my heart, causing it to beat faster with happiness almost overflowing from the intensity.

Oh my precious Sasuke, you can't imagine how much this meant to me. You are truly a gift sent from god to me. What would I ever do without you by my side?

I pulled my brother's hand up to my face, kissing the backside before leaning over the table to shorten the distance between us, gaining some privacy.

"I love you, Sasuke." I whispered into his ear not being able to hold it in anymore.

"I love you too, Itachi." He whispered back in response, voice soft and eyes expressing what he truly felt in his heart.

Moments like this melted my very being but I needed to be a little careful with my actions though. Some people might recognize me or notice the obvious similarity we share. The woman in the supermarket could tell just by looking that Sasuke and I are brothers. So it's not impossible that the strangers around us can identify us as well and that could end up bad. Well, I just have to be a little careful and suppress my love but that's easier said than done. It's really hard to do so when I look into those beautiful eyes of my brother, the sweet smile on his lips, his expression so warm and gentle. If it weren't for all those people surrounding us I would've showered my beloved Sasuke with kisses, telling him over and over again how much I love him.

A young waitress came to our table then as I snapped out of the spell from those breathtaking black orbs in front of me. She handed us a thin leather book that had all foods and drinks listed. I would have liked to take a liquor but I still need to drive tonight. I lifted my gaze to see Sasuke's brows furred together in thinking. After he came up with something he closed the book and returned it to her.

"Two champagners and two times number 13, please." He said and the woman immediately noted it on her sheet.

So my little brother ordered everything for both of us? Interesting. Curiousity took over as I looked up the number in the list, grinning at what he chose. I closed the book and handed it back to the waitress as well. She went off afterwards, telling the cooks her recent orders.

"You know me too well, Sasuke. But I'm afraid that I'm not allowed to drink alcohol and drive afterwards."

He only smirked the famous Uchiha smirk at this. "Dear aniki, have you forgotten the actual alcohol limit? Aren't you supposed to be the one who studies laws? I'm disappointed."

"My dear otouto, may I remind you that the word 'law' is wide defined? I focus on other categories. You should know that alcohol limits are not one of them. That's for driver's license teachers." I smirked back at him. A short pause settled in until it was broken by our laughter, the fake seriousness in our conversation being the cause.

Why was everyone suddenly staring at us like we have gone mad? Haven't they ever heard anyone laugh before? Oh, it seems like I've forgotten that we are in a decent restaurant after all. Sasuke would have called this now a place for 'stuck up people who enjoy to hear themself talking'. I almost chuckled at this thought. But coming back to reality in which I was still laughing my brother was the first to regain his composure. Seeing that I was about to calm down he continued our little game.

"Your poor clients. How can you defend them without this common knowledge? What a bad 'ace attorney' you are."

I couldn't help but laugh again especially when Sasuke stuck out his tongue in a childish teasing manner. I wanted to tease him back by ruffling his hair but this wasn't the place to do something like that. I will have to save that part for later then. With that crossed out the only way to get even was to remove my hand from his and poke him on the forehead. He reacted as predicted, rubbing the spot with the oh so familiar pout on his lips.

"Speaking of your clients, what was the result of the latest case? Was the witness you told me about proven being the murderer and got his guilty verdict?"

Sighing in an almost disappointed way I cupped my cheek with the left hand. I didn't want to talk about my job now. Our time together was too precious as to waste it with daily conversations. But can I deny him anything?

"Unfortunately yes. He was sentenced to prison for ten years after I showed the judge the fatal evidence."

"Itachi, please..." Sasuke started and traced his thumb over the backside of my hand he was holding. "Don't blame this on yourself again. I know you only want to see the good in people but some are just... tainted." He finished, head lowered as his hair veiled his eyes.

I watched in worry as he gawned on his lower lip. Something was bothering him and now it was my time to assure him. I gave his hand a gentle squeeze, showing him that I was there and that he could tell me everything. After a quiet sigh he continued.

"That man back then was tainted from the bottom of his heart. He was... evil. I'm glad that he was sentenced to prison for a very long time."

"Sasuke, I still believe in the good of people. He wasn't evil but simply blinded by standard beliefs. He judges love by blood relations and not by it's sincerity. If you honestly love someone it doesn't matter whether you are related or not. I love you Sasuke, with all honesty within me." I confessed, relieving some of the tension that was built by remembering the case I took over three years ago.

Call it coincidence or timing but after I've finished my speech our drinks were served right in front of us. The waitress gave us a smile before going to the other guests to deliever their orders.

Taking the champagner filled glass into my hand I lifted it up in front of me. "Happy third anniversary, otouto."

"Happy third anniversary to you too, aniki." Sasuke replied when he brought his to the same level as mine. We clinked our glasses then before taking a sip out. As the alcoholic liquid ran down our throats we gazed into each other's eyes intensely, a soundless 'I love you' being exchanged.

AN: I know what you think now and it's true: I played the 'Phoenix Wright' games. I admit it :D Next chapter the case will be remembered and yes, it is important for the story. You will see why when the right time has come. At first I wanted to start with the case in this chapter but after the last part I wasn't able to do so. I had to end it like this. It was too much of a sweet ending as to begin something different. Btw, I called the butler a gate guardian because I was thinking of those broad guys standing at the entrance to a nightclub, protecting the door from underaged and insane/drunk people. And the tailcoats really remind me of a certain penguin kind (forgot the name). Oh well, enough with the silly comparison, see ya next chapter.

~Blackbeta