Sorry for the late update, but school started and that's my top priority at the moment. Hope you enjoy this chapter. I thought it was pretty funny.

Chapter Seven: Blonde and Pink Twin Attack

(Sasuke's POV)


I was having a wonderful dream, but I woke up too early. Peering into Itachi's dark eyes, I start up and fall out of my bed. Hitting the floor hard I wince. "Damn it Itachi, can't you wake me up in a different way?"

Itachi helps me up and chuckles. "Foolish little brother, you're the one that fell out of bed. I merely woke you up." I rub my ass and shoot a glare at Itachi, who smirks.

"C'mon little brother, don't glare at the person that taught you that glare. I have breakfast ready." Itachi smiled and walked towards my bedroom door. I cocked an eyebrow and crossed my arms over my chest.

"And how many eggs did you use this time?" I asked mocking my brother smirk.

"Half a carton, now stop being an ass and get dressed." Itachi glared and I laughed. He was about to shut my door when he poked his head back in. "And take care you that before you come to the kitchen." He nodded to my waist, and I looked down.

I was sporting a huge morning wood problem, I cursed at Itachi. He laughed and shut my door completely. "Damn Itachi. Might as well as get it taken care off." I stripped my sweats and boxers and stepped into my bathroom. Closing the door, I started the shower and stepped into a cold shower. I winced at the cold water pelting my skin, but soon enough my boner went away.

I was having a great dream about Naruto. I really need to do something about it already. I know he's gay. He's admitted to it, unlike me. But the way he looked at Gaara yesterday threw me off. And then the library. No, I'm thinking too much. I should just go up to him and kiss him. Today is October 4th, and his birthday is coming up. I will do it then.

I turned the shower off, and stepped out. Drying off my body and hair, I stepped back into my room. Pulling on faded blue jeans, and a black collar shirt, I form a plan. Get him alone on his birthday and just confess. No lies, no going back. And hope to god he feels the same.

Finished with dressing, I find a pair of socks, and my shoes and pull them on. Tying my shoes I hear Itachi call my name, telling me to hurry up. Damn, I haven't even done my hair yet.

I quickly comb my hair, and just let it fall naturally today. It's fluffy and not hard from gel. Just keep the fan girls at bay and I'm all good. With that in mind, I grab my school bag, and turn my light off. Closing my door, I walk to the kitchen and sit on the counter. Itachi frowns at my antic, but nonetheless hands my a plate of perfectly cooked eggs, a fork, and orange juice.

I sip the orange juice, and set it down; picking up the fork I stab the yolk. Then proceed to cut up the egg. I take a bite and chew slowly, closing my eyes pretending to think.

"So, how is it?" I hear Itachi asked curiously. For a chef, he's lacking confidence in his cooking.

Still chewing slowly, I shallow just as slow. Opening one eye and looking at him, "I've had better." But I gobble down the rest of the eggs, and thank him. Itachi knows that, that is my way of saying it's the best I've had, ever. Itachi reaches over and poked my forehead; I smile at him, and returns the gesture.

"Time for school little brother, I will drive you today. You have track practice, so i will pick you up after that, okay?" Itachi finished his coffee and grabbed his car keys. I finished my orange juice and rinsed the cup in the sink, and set it on the rack beside it.

Grabbing my track bag and school bag, Itachi and I make our way out of the house and to the garage. Setting my bags in the back, I sit in the front and buckle my seatbelt. Itachi slides in and buckles his seatbelt, and starts the car.

Pulling out of the garage and unto the road to the high school, we sit in a comfortable silence. Well it was at first. "Little brother, when are you going to make a move? It's sad listening to you talk in your sleep. And your pillow could use a break from all your squeezing."

"I can't. And I never said you had to listen to me when I sleep. And keep my pillow out of this. I can do whatever I want with the pillow." I stare out the window and pout.

"If you want, I can talk to Naruto, and find out if he feels the same. Would that make it easier for you?" Itachi asked turning right and heading south.

"No! I don't need you help. I'm perfectly fine on my own. Advicewouldbegreatthough." I slur my words all together and look over at Itachi. A sly smirk placed on his face.

"What was that little brother? I couldn't understand that last part." Sarcasm dripped off his voice and I sunk in the seat.

"Advice would be great though." I started slowly and softly. I fumbled with the seatbelt and waited for Itachi to speak.

"Sit up foolish brother. Uchiha's don't slouch. We play it cool, and keep our emotions in check." He started, and I sat up immediately. "And the best part about being an Uchiha," I sat up straight and combed a hand through my hair. We pulled into the school parking lot and I unbuckled my seatbelt, and waited for him to finish. "We always get what we want."

I opened the car door and smirked. Of course that would be the best part about being an Uchiha. Getting what we want. Just as the thought crossed my mind; Naruto's blonde hair crossed my vision, and his loud voice yelling at someone filled my ears. Naruto will be my mine.

"But, I will pick you up from practice. Have a good day, little brother, and little brother's now limp friend." Itachi smirked and sped off from the school parking lot. Two seconds later…

"ITACHI I SWEAR TO THE CATS THAT I WILL CUT YOUR DICK OFF!" I yelled and my voice echoed through the parking lot. I blushed when I heard a few giggles and quickly made my way to the locker room.

After putting my track bag in my locker, I heard the bell ring and sighed. I stuffed my hands into my pockets and took long strides to my first period class. I won't see Naruto until gym, and then get to show off some more.

I almost felt bad for Naruto. Not because of his life, no, I think of Naruto as someone who is stronger than me in that sense. No, I felt bad because of the pranks everyone is pulling on him. Why? I have no clue. Of course, my favorite one was the spider one, but the kit really got me.

I remember Iruka mentioning a project in class, I think we get our partners today. Please give me someone who actually does their part of their work. I prayed silently as I sat in my sit and watched the teacher set up the work for the day.


I was peacefully eating my lunch with Gaara, when I noticed it. Sakura and Ino, sneaking out of the cafeteria and failing to look stealthy. They have been doing that all day, and honestly; even I'm curious to what they are planning.

I peered over Gaara's shoulder and at Naruto, who was happily slurping on ramen. He looked at Sakura and Ino and questioned Kiba.

"What the hell are they up to now?" Naruto's voice.

"Does it look like I care? As long as I stay out of it, I don't care, and I don't know." Kiba answered his own question. He's lying. But Naruto is too dense to know that.

Naruto grunted, and slurped some more noodles. "Knowing them, I should probably skip English, but Iruka would kill me when I got home." I saw Naruto shiver. Kiba had on a smirk that suited him. Yup, he knows what they are doing.

Kiba finally replied. "Bro, just come to class. Don't be a pussy. We all know how you hate those." He wiggled his eyes suggestively. Naruto spilt some of his ramen, and threw the spilt noodles into Kiba's hair. Kiba yowled and threw them back. The gooey noodle blending in with Naruto's hair.

I heard a snapping noise and saw pale fingers in my face. I blinked and refocused my

eyes on the person in front of me. Gaara.

"You okay there? You were spacing out?" Gaara looked cold and annoyed. I drew my lip back in a snarl.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just thinking." I answered. I don't like people in my business. Especially not this guy.

"Is it about a certain blonde with blue eyes?" Gaara twirled the fork in his hand and pointed behind him.

"Hn." And with that we continued eating until the bell rang too loudly for my liking.


It was my free period, along with most other seniors. Usually, I would sit on the roof of the school. It's quiet. No one goes there besides me. And I'm free to my thoughts and thinking out loud. But today, I went to the track.

After changing and stretching, I walk to the track. I few people scattered here and there, but it seems empty. Except for a blonde and orange blur that flew past me as I stepped onto the track. I smirked and settled into a starting position.

I could catch up pretty quick, if I wanted to so I took my time building up speed and stamina. When the blonde rounded the first turn, I took off. I started off with a fast jog, then built up to a run. I noticed that Naruto was cutting his strides short, waiting for me to catch up for the real race to begin.

Taking the challenge, I catch up to the blonde and swat him on the head as I pass him. "Teme! That hurt!" But there was no pain evident in his voice, only happiness.

Looking behind my shoulder and at him, I wave. "Got to be faster than that to beat me. Did you forget? I'm the fastest runner on the team." And I started running faster, but not my fastest. Naruto grinned and a look of concentration crosses his eyes.

Turning my head back around, I pay attention to the sound of his feet catching up to mine. Smirking, I keep a steady pace and hear his thundering toward me. Next thing I know, he's swatting my head yelling 'teme' and laughing as he passes me. Smiling to myself, I let him stay in the lead, but keep the distance between us constant. There's no way I'm letting him win. That's bad on my part.

Picking up some speed as we round the second turn, I run right next to him. Pinching his arm, he pouts and looks at me. Our long legs, matching in stride and speed. He flashes me a toothy grin and I smirk.

The finish line appears and Naruto picks up speed, I do the same, running next to him again. "You know, I know you're the fastest on the team. But how about outside the team?" Naruto points out and pulls ahead at the last second and crosses the finish line first. Me behind him in one stride.

He cheers and asked for round two. After catching my breath, I agree. We start together at the same time, this time. He counts down from three and on go, we speed off. He takes the lead and I pace myself. We pass the first turn and he starts tiring. I decided this is the time to speed up.

Kicking up my legs and making them move faster, I pass the blonde as a blur of raven hair. I hear him chuckle and take deep breaths. But I'm already quite a few paces ahead of him already. I hear him catching up, and realize that he seriously fast. Maybe just as good as me. Now I remember why I wanted him to join track. But then I remember the bruises he had the next day, and him saying his dad didn't like the idea of me racing.

My anger exploded at the memories, and my pace picked up till I was panting. I turned for the second time and keep up the fast pace I have now. I see flashes of Naruto's weak smile as he watched our practices, I remember the bruise on his cheek and looked fresh. I remember the way he flinched when I helped him that day under the bleachers. Picking up even more speed, I pass the finish line, and skid to a halt. I noticed that I was panting, but not to the point where I'm gulping for air. When did I start holding my breath?

Still gulping air, I turn around in time to catch a flying blonde blur. Wrapping my arms around Naruto, he rests his chin on my shoulder. His arms lazily wrap around my waist and fights for air. He must have really fought to go his fastest to catch up.

We stood there for a while, holding each other and taking deep breaths of air. "Jeez S'uke, you really picked up speed in that last turn. But I still ended up catching up a bit." Hearing my elementary nickname, given by said blonde person, had me standing at attention.

"Jeez, I know you're competitive, but jeez, what made you run so fast? Don't tell me you saw a spider? Because I'm with you on that one." Naruto wheezed out a laugh and patted my back.

"Hn," I smirked and enjoyed the moment. It's not everyday you hear the love of your life's heartbeat beat rapidly against your owns. My smirk widened at the thought of how else his heartbeat can be this face against my own fast beat.

Naruto pulled back and looked at me, his eyes instantly lost their shine. "What's wrong S'uke?" His question shocked me but I didn't let it show.

"Hn, nothing's wrong, dobe." I answered him, and began walking to the locker room to clean up. Naruto ran towards me and grabbed my wrist; spinning me around.

"Look Sasuke," the seriousness of his voice had me paying attention. No more nicknames. "I've known you long enough to tell the 'hn' yes from the 'hn' no, and this was a 'hn' yes. Plus, I can see it in your eyes." My eyes. A hn yes.

"Let go, the bell is about to ring." I snatch my wrist back and spin on my heel. I was walking away fast, no footsteps following me. Naruto's next words had me stopping, turning around, walking back, and pressing myself against him in a threatening manner.

"Is it because of me? You were thinking about me, weren't you? You were thinking about the last time you asked me to join track, and what happened afterwards." It was more of a statement than a question.

His breath was warm and frantic on my cheek. His eyes showing his anger for the past. His anger at me for thinking about it. Why can you always read my mind? How can you read me like an open book when no one else can?

"Yes, I was thinking that. But I was also thinking about how I couldn't be there to help you when you needed someone. I was thinking about how I used to laugh with the person that made fun of you. I was thinking about how you smiled and carried on after everything happened to you. I was thinking about how I broke into a million pieces after I lost my parents. I was thinking about how I became an arrogant asshole because I wasn't strong enough to let anyone in. I was thinking about how I wished I could have done something to save you from all that pain and trouble. I was thinking about you, Naruto. Only you, always." I hissed in his ear. And turned back and sprinted to the locker rooms.

As I was showering, I couldn't get the look in his eyes. The anger dissipating, and turning into shock, then understanding, and then something else I couldn't make out. But I really liked that last look. It looked at the real me, not the one I display in front of people. The look was searching for the lost boy, trying to bring him back.

I cleaned my body and hair from sweat and dirt, and dressed quickly. As I laced up my shoes, the bell rang and sighed as I would have to have my last classes with Naruto. My first four classes, I don't see him, then I have sex ed, and English with him after this free period.


I made it to Sex Ed just in time for the bell, and sat down in my desk in the back. I heard hushed whispers coming from Ino, Sakura, and Yamato sensei. I frowned as he smiled and nodded. Sakura and Ino handed him something in a bag and Yamato sensei placed it under his desk. He shooed the girls away as the bell rang loudly and they sat in their desks, laughing.

Yamato was talking about some kind of disease when Naruto rushed in. He looked disheveled slightly, like he ran here. His eyes were puffy and red, but had a thoughtful look in his eyes and he scanned the room and when he got to me he quickly looked elsewhere.

"Hey, sorry. Iruka had me help him with something. He said to check your email if you have any problems with me being late." I knew it was a lie when he said it. He went to Iruka to tell him what happened, and ended up crying. Guilt settled low in my stomach and rose to my heart when he sniffled as he passed me to get to his desk.

Did I really make him cry? Why do I have to be so mean sometimes? I mentally beat myself up and distract myself by taking notes and writing down the date of our next quiz.

The bell sounding the end of class came quicker than I thought, and next thing I know I'm walking to Iruka sensei's class. His eyes followed me as I sat down and took my book out. Covering my face with my face was a good idea as I could still feel his eyes on me. Jeez, does he hate me now?

Naruto walked in without looking at Iruka or me, and sat down silently. Iruka's eyes left me and glanced at Naruto. His sigh was loud enough for me to hear it, and I sunk lower in my seat. The class piled in and the bell rang.

"Alright, it's project time. You will be working with a partner for the next two weeks on this one and I will pick the partners this time." The class groaned and Iruka looked pissed.

"Stop complaining about every little thing. It's a grade, and it's a big one. Stop with this nonsense and actually give a damn about your education. If you want to waste my time by complaining and not caring just get up and leave now." The class fell quiet. Everyone stared at Iruka in shock, including me. He's never yelled at us for complaining. Did he and Naruto fight about something?

No one stood and left; Iruka cleared his throat. "Alright, now that that is settled, this project will be a presentation on you and your partner's favorite poet and their favorite piece of work. Then together, the two of you will construct either a paper on who you chose or a poster board consisting of pictures and captions for the pictures. I will pass out a piece of paper that has everything you will need for this project and a rubric. Any questions?" Iruka explained calmly.

"Yeah, when will we get our partners? And is there two parts to this project or three? You lost me at presentation." Kiba asked sincerely. Iruka smiled softly.

"There's two. One, will be a PowerPoint in front of the class, and the second is up to you. You can either choose to write an essay, or a poster board and turn that into me. And you will get your partners today."

-‐"Alright, now explain what we are doing again. I missed that too." Kiba stated loudly. Iruka chuckled. This was nothing new to him. Kiba is always like this.

"We have been working on poetry this week. This is the final project before we can move on. You and your partner will both pick out your favorite poet. From that poet, you will pick your favorite poem. On the PowerPoint, you will answer all the questions on the sheet of paper you just got, and explain why they are your favorite. In the essay you will explain what poetry is to you and what your definition of it is to you. On the board, you will print pictures of the poets and parts of the poem and give captions to each picture. It should be an easy project, in my opinion."

Kiba nodded his head in understanding and smiled. "So partner time?"

"Partner time." Iruka smiled. "But first attendance."

"Shino Aburame." "Here"

"Choji Akimichi." "Here and starving."

"Sakura Haruno." "Present!"

"Hinata Hyuuga" "Here sensei."

"Kiba Inuzuka." "Is here."

"Shikamaru Nara." "This is such a drag… here."

"Sasuke Uchiha." "Hn,"

"Naruto Uzumaki," A loud snore.

"Ino Yamanaka." "Present sir!"

"And finally Sai." "I am here."

Is it me or did Sakura and Ino sound too happy during attendance? "Good everyone is here, so everyone pack your stuff and prepare to have new seats for the next two weeks."

Kiba woke Naruto up and told him what to do. When everyone was ready, Iruka started reading off names.

"Shino and Ino."

"Choji and Sakura."

"Hinata and Kiba." Bad idea, I thought to myself.

"Shikamaru and" Please be me, at least he's smart. "Sai."

Damn, that leaves me and..

"Leaving Naruto and Sasuke. Today you guys and can talk things out for now." I don't think there will be much talking.

A everyone settled in their seats, I slide into the desk on Naruto's right. He looked away. I frowned and continued reading my book.

A minute passed. The classroom was full of talking.

Another minute. Papers were handed around and Iruka frowned at Naruto and me.

Another minute of complete silence between Naruto and me and I was getting irritated.

"Naru.." A loud knock interrupted me and I snapped the wooden pencil in my hand from annoyance.

Yamato sensei walked into the class looking shy. "Sorry Iruka, it's just Naruto forget his bag in my room. And I came to return it." Yamato sensei stepped in fully and began walking to where Naruto was sitting up straight with curiosity.

"Oh sure, thank you." Iruka remained sitting and went back to grading work. I eyed the bag. The zipper was open wide and there was something inside. I also noticed how Yamato sensei kept looking over at Ino and Sakura. They nodded and so did Yamato.

Determination in his eyes, Yamato made his way past Ino, who stuck her foot out and tripped Yamato sensei. The contents in the bag spilt onto my desk and onto the floor. Yamato straightened up and apologized. Leaving the classroom, I look at the books on my desk.

"So what did you leave in Yamato sensei's class, Naruto?" Sakura asked with fake curiosity.

I held up a gay porn magazine and blushed lightly at the full poster that unfolded itself. It was a blonde man and raven hair man. The raven haired man was dominating the blonde man. He had the blonde pressed against a brick wall and was pressed up to the hilt in the blonde man. The blonde's face was full of pleasure and his tongue was stuck out of his mouth. Drool running down his chin in a very sexy way. He had his eyes screwed shut, his hands planted firm on the wall. The raven had one hand on the blondes hip and the other in his hair, pulling his head back, his face in his neck, pink tongue licking at the sweat forming.

The scene was frozen like that but the longer I held it up for the class to see and the longer I looked at it, the picture seemed to move. I replaced the blonde with Naruto and the raven with myself.

"Oh my, Naruto. You brought those to school?" Ino giggled. The class whooped and laughed." I knew you were gay, but gay porn? Really?"

That's what sparked my anger, and what ruin my boner. I fold the paper up and grab all of the magazines and stuff them harshly into the bag and threw the bag out of Iruka's open window.

"Well you guys shut the fuck up? It's just porn. Stop acting like you've never watched it. Don't act like you're any better that he is. If it makes you feel better, I watch the fuck out of gay porn and enjoy it. " I hissed at the class and sat down with a huff.

Taking my phone out I text Itachi, trying to distract myself. He replies with a smiley face and told me to stop texting during school. Dumb fuck. Of course he would say that.

I made a reminder to pick up the bag after school and read them when I get home. Mentally, I smirked evilly, but on the outside I was pissed. "S'uke?" I look over at Naruto with a glare and watch him give me a small smile, blush, and look away from my glare.

The hell is up with him now? Usually he meets my glares with his own. Then I realize that I just admitted to being gay in front of the whole class. Groaning, I sink into my seat and pray for the bell to ring so I can run at track and think things over.

Answering my prayers, the bell rings and I fly out of the class and to the locker room. Passing Iruka's classroom window, I pick up the bag and run off. I open my locker and slam the bag into it and grab my track clothes. Changing quickly, I jog out to the track and wait for Guy sensei's instructions. As we were running a practice lap, I notice Lee limping and the quick glances at Guy. I swear to God that if they get caught before graduation, I'm blaming it on Naruto for giving Lee the idea.


Practice ended, and every now and then, I would notice Naruto on the bleachers watching. In the locker room, I shower again and change slowly. Itachi said he will be another ten minutes. Deciding with my ten minutes to do something, I walk to Guy sensei's office. I peek instead and instantly wish I didn't.

Rock Lee was sitting on his lap, kissing the crap out of our coach. Deciding to save them from being caught, I look away and knock loudly on the door and step back. I hear some rustling and a few curse words, before a blushing Lee rushes out of the office. I hear a "come in" and walk into the office.

Hiding my smirk, I leave the door open and sit in one of the seats in front of Guy sensei. I notice that he is unusually close the desk with his hands in his lap. Covering a laugh with a cough.

"What can I do for you Sasuke?" Guy sensei asked politely.

"I want to talk to you about letting someone join track." I answer with a smirk.

"And this person is?" Guy sensei asked interested.

"Naruto Uzumaki." I answered placing an ankle on my knee. It was going to be a long talk and a lot of persuasion to get Naruto into track. Guy smiled and leaned on one elbow.

"Please, explain." He stated simply.


(Naruto's POV)

I watched the track students leave, their captain yelling at them to get to the locker rooms. Bastard. I thought and smiled. Sasuke is captain, yes, but at least tell them it was a good practice and they did good.

I rolled my eyes and headed to the parking lot. Iruka said he had a teacher meeting and just to wait in the car until he got out. He should be out in ten minutes. I walked slowly to Iruka's car and noticed a sleek black Dodge Challenger sitting a few slots from Iruka's. I walk slower and get a good look at the beauty. Sort of reminds me of Sasuke.

Laughing at myself, I jump when the window rolls down and an older version of Sasuke looks out of it. "Hey, Uzumaki?" Itachi called. I calmed down when he called me over.

"Hey Itachi, picking up Sasuke from practice?" I asked cheerfully.

"Yup, his car is experiencing difficulties at the moment." Itachi stated plainly.

"Bummer, I would have offered a ride if I knew. But knowing the bastard, I should have expected him not to tell me." I smile and Itachi smirks. "Wow, I see where Sasuke learned to smirk now, has anyone told you that you two look almost exactly the same?" I ask to keep the conversation going.

His smirk widens. "We get it all the time. You seem to pay attention to Sasuke a lot to notice that our smirks are alike too." Itachi said darkly. I felt a shiver run through my spine. And then his words sink in and a light blush settles on my cheeks.

"Yes, of course." Then I notice Itachi's raised eyebrow. My face heats up more. "NO! I meant I see him a lot at school, but it's not like I pay attention and watch him all day." I laugh sheepishly.

Itachi's look tells me he doesn't believe me and I sigh. Great, I'm supposed to impress him, he is Sasuke's brother.

Itachi laughs and I jump in shock. "Uzumaki, I don't know what my brother sees, but you complete him."

I stare at him confused and blink a few times. I was about to ask what he means when he cuts me off with his hand. "Tell me Naruto, what do you see my little brother as?" His voice was soft but was etched with a seriousness that sent cold chills throughout my body.

I stood rigid as I thought about his question. After a minute of thinking, I decide to just tell him the truth. "I love him…" I say softly, hoping that maybe he wouldn't hear me. I hung my head and stared at the tires.

But of course he did. "In what way?" Itachi asked. I looked up into his onyx eyes. I notice how they are exactly like Sasuke's except there is a mature and calm look to them where Sasuke's are young and wild.

Itachi, hopefully, saw the love I held for Sasuke. "Not in a brotherly way, not in a friendly way, but in a romantic way. I have for years now. And it only grows everyday." I say in a strong sincere voice. Itachi's eyes flash with pride and then go back to a calm storm.

"Hm, I'm glad. Now, if only my foolish little brother will stop being foolish," Itachi mumbled to himself and then looked at the time. His eyes widened a little.

"Naruto." His voice was cold. I stood at attention.

"Sir," I called out. Itachi laughed a little and looked at me.

"Can you do me a favor? Walk to the back for me and get the bag that's in there."

Though it was a weird favor, I did as he asked. Nodding, I walked to the back and he popped the trunk open. I grabbed a white plain bag, and closed the trunk. Walking back I hand him the bag, and I hear another pair of footsteps approaching the car.

Itachi hurried his working and set some stuff up and then hide the small blinking device from sight. "Naruto, duck." I did as he said again and heard a door open and close.


(Sasuke's POV)

"Thanks again Itachi." I noticed Itachi's quiet aura. "'Tachi." I poke his arm and he looks at me with hard black eyes. I gulp.

Fear etches into my brain, Itachi pissed is never a good thing. Thoughts about what I could have done wrong filled my head.

My thoughts were occupying my head and I swear I heard a chuckle, and then a cough to cover it up. But none of that is what caught my attention.

"What is it about that blonde Sasuke?" Itachi's voice had me snapped back to reality. He wasn't playing this time; he really wants to know to know. I stare at him. Our eyes lock, onyx on onyx.

I thought about it for a second. "It's the same as you and Deidara, isn't it?" I notice the way his fingers curl around the steering while, tight. Like he's angry with my answer. I frown at him.

"No, this… love is different from mine. It's stronger, deeper. You two have been building up a relationship from a young age. Unlike Deidara and I, whom I met two years ago. Mind you, I love Deidara fully, but yours runs deeper, like an unbreakable bond. A bond that we don't have. Cherish it, foolish little brother." Itachi looked at me, still expecting a real answer.

"It's Mum and Dad." I state looking out the window. The simple answer settled the icy aura I began feeling. Itachi released the wheel only to grab it tightly again. "They died protecting him, Naruto. Did you know that?" I mumbled loudly. I drummed my fingers on the dashboard. Itachi's grip loosens and I take it that he knew already.

"How did you know that?" He sighs. Apparently, he didn't know that I knew.

"I snuck into the Police Station, and read the report. I connected the dots on my own." I answer looking at my brother, who was looking to his left in his mirror. It only lasted a second and then he was looking at me.

"Sasuke," His voice was cold again. I stared into pain filled eyes, glazed with forming tears. "How can you look at him without feeling hatred at all? He's the reason our parents were murd-"

His voice sounded broken, so I cut his sentence short. "Finish that sentence and I don't think I could forgive you for even thinking that way. 'Tachi, he's not the reason they passed away. It was the group of murders that attacked his family. Our parents were heroes who died doing what they believed was right. Don't you dare say that it was because of Naruto. I look at him and see Naruto Uzumaki, the person I wanted to be but couldn't. When I broke into a million pieces, he picked himself up and carried on. He was always a better and stronger person than me. So that's why it's him brother. And I wouldn't change a change." Itachi stared at me in disbelief. This is probably the longest he has heard me talk in a while.

Continuing my speech. "And, I'm glad Mum and Dad died protecting him. Or I would have lost my other half, my everything, and most importantly, I would have lost the love of my life." I unbuckled my seatbelt and opened the car door.

Itachi took a quick glance again at the mirror and sighed in relief. I took one step out of the door before Itachi grabbed my hand, distracting me. For a while we just stared at each other. I heard another car leave the parking lot and that's when Itachi released me.

"I'm going to walk home ok? I see you when I get there big brother." I gave him a rare Uchiha smile and he flashed one back. Stepping out completely, I shut the door, hearing him sigh loudly.

He drove off slowly, when he left the school gates, I started off in the same direction. I had no idea why Itachi kept looking out his window. walking out of the gates and on the sidewalk, I see our Challenger up ahead, and smirk. Always watching out for me. Good thing I left all my bags in the car. With that, I break out into a jog and Itachi speeds up slightly.


(Itachi's POV)

I notice Sasuke jogging, and press slightly on the gas, keeping the distance between us constant.

Smirking, I replay the tape. I sigh at Sasuke's voice ringing true and strong during his speech. He sure does love the blonde. And the blonde loves Sasuke.

I also noticed that Sasuke noticed that I kept looking out my window. I would check on Naruto to see if he was still there.

He had tears pricking his eyes, and a fist in his mouth. I was disappointed that he had to leave before Sasuke got to the 'love of my life' part. Iruka had walked out of the building was looking around for Naruto.

"'Itachi, I have to go. Cover me.'" Naruto whispered quietly. I nodded and grabbed Sasuke's hand, distracting him long enough for Naruto to escape into Iruka's car and waited for them to take off before releasing Sasuke.

I faked my hatred for Naruto, only to irk Sasuke on. It's the only way to get him to talk about his true feelings, and Naruto deserves to hear them since Sasuke is such a princess sometimes.

Naruto obviously knew that I didn't actually hate him. I smile at how right Sasuke is when he talks about Naruto. He did mention once about how he always knows what you are thinking about and can tell when one is lying or not. Well, sometimes.

I pulled into my garage and parked my car. Turning the car off, I step out and look for my younger brother. Seeing him a few blocks down, I smile and walk inside, leaving the door unlocked for Sasuke.

"Soon foolish brother, just wait a few more days." I say as the transfer the recording to my laptop and email it to Kakashi.