Emo Farm
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Sasuke's here! –woot woot-
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Hirari was tending to his tomato garden when he saw him. The was a few years younger than him, with onyx eyes just like Itachi's…but their shape was more tender, less feminine. An M shaped cut in the front, his black hair stood out almost horizontally from the back of his head, glinting blue in the mid-morning sun.
Hirari stood up, his kimono (depicting a smiling orange sun and playful while clouds) swishing about him.
"Hail, and halt," he said cheerfully, "are you Sasuke-kun, here at the invitation of Orochimaru?"
"Yes," the boy replied warily.
"Oro will be delighted. Come one in, come one in," Hirari said, ushering in Emo Farm's second Uchiha.
A very upset looking Hiroku confronted them.
"Potter wants to leave!" she burst out, wringing her hands.
Hirari was unsurprised. The past week since Orochimaru's arrival had seen the boy become restless.
"If he wants to leave, we can't force him to stay," he reminded her, taking her hands.
"Is there any harm in trying?"
Hirari laughed. "But looks who's here: Itachi-kun's little brother!"
Hiroku drew in a deep breath, calmed herself and smiled at him.
"Your eyes are the exact same color as your nii-san's."
Sasuke scowled as Hirari excused himself, and she laughed.
"Don't try to fight it, the fact that you're family is no secret, no matter how hard you try to kill each other," the woman said. The stitched gold and scarlet dragon that curled around her black kimono seemed to nod its head in agreement at her shoulder. Sasuke's scowl deepened.
"Who are you?" he demanded, "and when can I meet Orochimaru?"
"I am Hiroku, your hostess, Hirari is my brother (as you can tell) and he is the cook. Oro has right now gone for a ride with Sesshoumaru-sama, but I will be glad to introduce you to the rest of the residents…the ones who aren't running away, at least," she added in a bitter way.
"Where will I be staying?" he asked after meeting a girl, a boy, and a suspiciously amber-eyed man.
"There is no dearth of rooms, but Orochimaru has requested that you be placed in the room connecting to his.
Sasuke felt queasy, and it must've shown on his face, because Hiroku burbled, "Don't worry, its to keep an eye on you. He's not the pederast type, at least as far as I can tell."
Which did absolutely nothing to make Sasuke feel better.
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Chapter Two! –big whoop-
Chapter three coming up! –is on a roll!-