Once out of my black leather clothes, I was a lot less comfortable. How in the world I was more comfortable in my black skinny jeans and black slim fit shirt, is beyond me. Anyway, now, I'm dressed in a pair of Sasuke's torn up jeans that were very baggy on me, a blue shirt with the Uchiha symbol on the back, and my black and blue plaid converse sneakers that were tied around the handle bars of my black motorcycle. Itachi and Sasuke took one look at me then looked at each other.

"Nope!" they said in unison. It was funny but confusing watching them dash around the shop, going through boxes and climbing off things and going in and out of rooms. I was especially funny when Itachi fell off a few boxes he had climbed onto. Sasuke and I looked at him, looked at each other, and then looked back at him before laughing. I went over and helped him up; a white long strip of fabric was clutched in one hand.

"Found it!" he said. He wrapped a long white scarf around my neck. I smiled and thanked him. Sasuke sized me up before climbing up onto a ladder. He pulled himself up onto a rafter and monkey swung up to a box that sat on a flat of a few boards. When he jumped down, he stumbled a bit before falling backwards, only to be caught by Itachi.

"Thanks," he said. Sasuke walked up to me and took the wrist warmed off my injured wrists. I winced when he touched them. He sat me down and spread a mixture of a special rare herb compound over two strips of gauze padding. He wrapped them around my wrists while Itachi covered most of it with black bandages, leaving a bit of white on the edges. I thanked them both and watched as Itachi fixed my bike and Sasuke began working on a big grey four door diesel truck. As soon as it was finished, another car pulled in, almost running over my bike. I held myself back from baring my fangs, I growled instead.

"Might wanna put a muzzle on your dog, Uchihas," a guy with red hair said. I recognized him as soon as he pulled off his sun glasses. His name was Timathy Naska. He was the one who had screwed with Venra's bike.

"She ain't a dog and I'd suggest you get back in your car and leave," Sasuke suggested, pulling a grease stained arm around my shoulders.

"No, no, he's fine. He needs his car fixed? I'll do it. Remember, he is a customer, no matter what," I said, an evil glint in my eyes that was hidden by the purple tinted glasses Itachi had suggested I wear. Itachi shrugged at Sasuke while I gathered a tool belt off the counter. It hung at an angle from my waist as I shoved a rag in my back pocket. I walked up to Timathy's car and popped the hood. He needed an oil change, a new radiator belt, a fixed transmission, realignment, and a few new tires. I fixed them in about two hours before fixing the AC in his car.

"Done," I proudly proclaimed. Timathy paid them and left, muttering something about me looking familiar.

"How can you fix a car but not your bike?" Itachi teased, mocking anger. He put his hands on his hips and gave me a hmm look. I giggled and tapped a greasy wrench on his nose before flipping like I would a sword. It was then that I thought about Sasuke's shirt. I looked down and noticed grease stains.

"Sorry about your shirt, Sasuke," I said, embarrassed. Sasuke laughed.

"It's fine," he said.

"And, Itachi, I don't have much of the tools I need to fix it, and," I blushed in embarrassment. "I don't remember how to put it back together."

"You built your bike?!" Itachi said in amazement. My bike roared to life and literally revved its own engine. I laughed at my possessed bike and patted the weird head looking part on it. I nodded and Itachi shook his head. He washed his hands and went inside. Sasuke and I continued working for a bit before Itachi called us in. Already, I've known them for less than twelve hours, and they're already like family to me. Itachi a brother and Sasuke is apparently my boyfriend. I couldn't help but smile at the thought.

"Itachi, you're a really good cook, Sasuke, you're an awesome mechanic," I winked at him. Itachi rolled his eyes at us before whacking us both on the head with a large wooden spoon. We doubled over, clutching our heads. We made the mistake of looking up at each other and wound up kissing, again. We quickly pulled away blushing.

"GET A ROOM!" Itachi bellowed with laughter. With one quick glance, Sasuke and I had a plan. I grabbed Itachi's arms with Sasuke took his legs. We carried him outside and swung him into the pool. Sasuke pulled off his shirt and jumped in laughing. I pulled off my shirt and tossed it beside Sasuke's before jumping in.

"I think we need to put on swimsuits," Itachi suggested, running up to his room. We climbed out; shook out our water soaked clothes and ran inside. Sasuke and Itachi were in the pool before me. I wound up stealing a pair of Sasuke's shorts and pulling on my black bikini top. When I ran outside, I jumped into pool, cannon balling and making sure to splash both boys. When I kicked to the top, I saw them laughing. They had water guns in their hands.

"Sh- Context has been deleted for the safety of readers." I yelped as I got blasted. That's how our night went until Sasuke decided to go inside and get a shower. Later, Itachi asked me a strange question when we were laying on towels, staring at the sky.

"What was your sky like, where you lived?" he asked, one arm behind his head and the other on his stomach.

"It seemed to be shadowed, hidden by the lights of city. I love it here, Its quiet, You can see the sky clearly," I said with a sad smile on my face. As Itachi began to get up, he asked me one last question at the door.

"What keeps you human?" he asked.

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