Hi everyone! Oh geez, it's been over a year… sorry! What can I say, I got lost on the road through life… anyways, I am DEFINITELY updating this more often. I promise! Hopefully people are actually going to read it…

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Itachi jumped as he heard the piercing ring of the doorbell.

"Jesus, it's 8 in the morning… who could that possibly be?" In light of recent events, he took the day off of work. With his baby brother missing, he was under far too much stress to focus. He looked through the peephole. His heart raced when he saw the cop.

He opened the door. "Is this Itachi Uchiha?"

"…yes…"

"You are Sasuke Uchiha's guardian and only known remaining family, correct?"

His heart skipped a beat. "Correct."

"We need you to come identify a body, sir. There's a strong possibility we found Sasuke."

It took every ounce of strength for Itachi to swallow down the bile that begun to rise in his throat. His face was drenched in a sickly pallor. "Okay." He was already dressed and showered, since he had woken up several hours earlier. This had been the most restless night he'd had since his parents died.

When he got there, the corpse he saw had been severely abused. The skin was covered in dried blood. It was cold and Itachi's hands were almost as clammy as its own from the sight.

"Yes. That's definitely Sasuke…" Tears were gathering at his eyes. He didn't remember the last time he cried.

"Thank you sir. That is all for now."

Shortly after he arrived home, it'd be no surprise if all of the surrounding houses heard a loud thud. Itachi had punched the wall as hard as he could. "FUCK!" he sobbed out as he looked from the large, newfound dent in the wall to his bruised hand.

Itachi was normally a cool and collected person.

The area that Itachi and Sasuke lived in was more urban, yet violent crime rates were not astronomical. There were no connected murders to the scene.

Police had a damn hard time finding a lead.

"I was with him earlier. He left maybe around 1:30 in the morning? He went to my house 'cause he got in a fight with his bro, ya know? He wouldn't let him go out or somethin' cause he got a C in something or other. And then just went back when he'd be sleeping, right?" They were interviewing Sasuke's best friend, Naruto.

"Thank you."

The blonde left.

"Hey boss, this Itachi Uchiha… I was doing some research, and it turns out he was a suspect in his parents' disappearances."

"And? Do you think he may be involved in Sasuke's murder?"

"Who knows? It's worth looking into. He's been known to have a bit of an anger problem right? Though his parents' bodies still haven't been found…"

Itachi was taking deep breaths. He still hadn't fixed the wall. He bandaged his hand.

He had just finished and was putting the first aid kit back when the doorbell rang again. It was 4 p.m. on a Tuesday.

"Itachi Uchiha?"

"Yes?"

"In regards to your brother… are you aware his death is a homicide?"

"I figured when I saw his body…" His heart was fluttering, the palpitations travelling to his head.

"We've interviewed a couple of Sasuke's friends. Is it true that on the night of his death, you got into an altercation with him?"

"Yes, I did…" He figured what the cop was getting at. It was routine to interview all people though, right? He tried not to let it worry him; he knew just to not give any information beyond what was asked. Itachi was a smart man.

"Have you had a history of anger management problems?"

"Yes, though that was in the past. I've been fine for many years now."

"Have you ever gotten violent toward your brother?"

"What? Never… I'd never hurt him. He was all I had left…"

"Sir, may we take a look around?" Itachi nodded.

The cop meticulously searched every crevice in the house. He noticed the dent on the wall. "What's this?"

"Uh, nothing… I've just been real wound up with this news, you know?" He gave a bit of a sheepish and embarrassed look.

"I see…" The cop was taking pictures and notes.

They went up the stairs together into Sasuke's room. The officer looked around. Itachi noticed Sasuke's guitar. He was quite the musician; the only time his voice hadn't sound so pained was when he sung… He missed the sounds so much.

The cop noted the journal on the nightstand. "May we borrow this… for the investigation?"

Itachi nodded.