Second chapter… and sadly, last. I had a hard time deciding what to do...I wanted to make it a short one… so I'll just settle with this and if I don't like it very much later, I'll make a sequel!

Warning: Itasasu, yaoi incest blah...

Disclaimer: TT;;

Sasuke: 13

BTW if some people didn't catch it its not an annual festival, its every 4 years , just to fit the story.

'I promise that I will forever be with you.'

Sasuke couldn't get to sleep. Actually, he hasn't been able to sleep for months with out sleeping pills. Itachi's death still haunted him. He remembered years ago when he had lost his first kiss to his brother, remembered his promise. Itachi had not kept even one for him, and now he never will.

He remembered what it felt like when Itachi touched him. That pale yet warm hand caressing his cheek. When he was 12 years old, Itachi had pushed his fingers inside him. It hurt unbearably, yet as got Sasuke got used to it; it was more like unbearable pleasure.

"Nii-san! I hate you! How could you do this to me? I thought that…" Unwanted tears slid down Sasuke's face. His eyes, once full of life and joy, looked deadened, filled instead with sadness. "I thought that you'd at least keep this promise… the promise that was the most important to me…"

'But why, Sasuke? Why did you believe in him?' He asked himself. Wiping his eyes, he answered, 'Because… because I wanted to give him a second chance, I wanted to believe in him one more time. But… I was wrong.'

Soon the festival day has come again, Sasuke's eyes watered as he thought of Itachi's promise to him. Not knowing what to do, Sasuke went outside and heard distant chattering voices in the close by festival. He went up the street and turned towards the excitement, the familiar kite stall stood not far away from him. There he saw the exact same kite that his brother had bought for him years ago.

The one that resembled his Itachi's Sharingan.

Sasuke turned and ran out of the festival, face wet again. No matter what he said about his brother, he needs him. He still needs Itachi. Without him Sasuke is incomplete. Without Itachi, is like a world without the sun, heart without soul.

With a grim smile of realization, Sasuke knew what he was going to do. He went to the woods where Itachi had taken his first kiss. Standing in the precise spot that he had stood four years ago, he took out a sharpened kunai…

Rich blood ran down the hem of his neck. Funny, it was the same color of the pair of eyes that Sasuke knew so well.

Sasuke smiled as he fell backwards onto the soft grass. He knew now, that Itachi had kept his promise.

They were going to be together. Forever.

Owari