About two hours later

I had just settled down, happy and content as a sandfish before it's been sat on, and then I heard the familiar creak of the door.

"Hello." Itachi said.

I made a deal of rolling over and saying. "Sasuke go away! I wanna sleep!"

"Nice try, even dad doesn't go to sleep that fast, I saw you go out and walk with Naruto."

"Fine, bastard." I sit up, turn on the lamp and glare. "But I wanted to sleep!"

"Too bad, there's some information you owe me."

"Like what?" I snap.

"About my brother, Naruto wouldn't let anything out and just called me an asshole. You seem to be the reasonable one in the, er, family." He smirked.

"Whatever, now go away and let me sleep damnit!"

"Not until you've walked with me."

"I just went for a walk, and now I'm tired."

"That's your problem isn't it?"

"I aint moving."

"Come on," He threw me my dressing gown. "Get up."

"I'm NOT moving." I whisper hotly.

About five minutes later I found myself out in the cold of the early, EARLY morning, sitting among the roses and glaring at him, huddling in my dressing gown.

Coolshoescoolshoescoolshoescoolshoes…. Calm, calm, calm….. Coolshoescoolshoescoolshoes….

"So why are we out here?" I glower.

"Because I don't like not knowing things. I knew when Mother was having an affair, I knew when our uncle was involved in drugs, I knew when Sasuke was an accident, I knew all of this before anyone else," He looked at me. "And I know something is going on here, and now is my best chance of getting to know it."

"Sasuke was an accident!?" I laugh.

"Stop trying to change the subject."

"Well, I find that funny."

"Must I repeat that?"

"Ok, ok. Go on."

"Your more intelligent then the girlfriends Sasuke has brought home, infact, your probably more intelligent then most of the girlfriends I've brought home. So I'm gonna ask you strait out. Are you going to tell me?"

"It's a nice night, so I'll stay, go on, and guess the answer." I was relaxing. For me, Itachi was surprisingly easy to talk too. I don't know why, he was, not in the way Gaara or Naruto was, but in the way I sensed a good opponent, an interesting conversation. Something had awoken when I started being social, and I think I liked it.

"I take that as a no?"

"Right on."

"Ok, then we'll sit here until you change your mind."

"What makes you think I'll be sitting here?"

"I don't see you moving." He leaned back against the brick wall, closing his eyes.

I grumble. "Fine, well, I see you like controlling people."

"How so?"

"Secrets are a fine way of doing so, and if you're so desperate to know one, you must like being powerful."

"True."

I grimace. "I know too many secrets for my own good, I'll trade with you any day."

"I'm sure many people would on first sight."

"On second too." I insist. "Being me isn't that great."

"Why?"

Why? It was a very good question, to many other statements as well, why was I telling him this? It was getting too deep and I couldn't stop.

I pause. "Because it's just me."

"Hm?"

"Me, nobody else. Just me."

"You live alone?"

"I did everything alone, until just recently."

"Recently? Really?"

"Not really, really…"

"I don't see the problem in being alone, I'm sure I'd like it without my parents."

"As if. Nobody is that strong."

"You're saying you are?"

"I didn't get out unscathed."

"I'm sure I could."

"I doubt it."

"Well, isn't there only one way to prove it?"

"What? Murdering your family? Pfft, yeah, great." I say sarcastically.

"Sure I could do that too."

I roll my eyes. up yourself much! "Yep, just keep on thinking that. Nobody would kill just to test themselves."

There was silence, but not an awkward one, a thinking one. It scared me. His thinking scared me. Especially over the matter of murder. He seemed to be the only person I knew who I could think of committing murder, I mean, I think so…

Sasuke wouldn't. well, maybe, but it was HIGHLY unlikely. Naruto, no, just no. he is too compassionate about life, he thinks nobody has the right to lose it, no matter what the excuse.

Gaara… no! 'Course not. I don't like the pause that happened before I wrote that. Nah, he wouldn't kill somebody. Gaara? Nope, never. I don't believe it, but my gut feeling says different. I think whatever we ate was off. Gaara isn't a killer.

I think…

"Whatever the reason, I'm sure I could do it." He said, breaking the silence.

"Usually I would say, bring it, but I don't want to get into a competition over who can kill all your relatives first."

He did his smile-smirk thing. I hated to think it, but I did like Itachi, he seemed ready to see defeat, but not accept it, he seemed to be close friends with hatred, and even closer ones with despise. He seemed the type who would become the next Hitler. I leaned back and closed my eyes, smirking.

"What of Sasuke? So he was an accident ay?"

"Yes, I remember the heated conversations between his parents."

His parents? HIS parents, isn't the term usual 'my' parents!? I don't know, I don't think he refers to things he doesn't want to be associated with. He doesn't want to be associated with his family? Why not?

I smirk again, hiding my increasing worry behind it. "How amusing. Does he know?"

"I think he guessed. But they love him all the same."

"Ehehehe, you've just made my day."

"You could make mine."

'There's no secret to tell." I say dismissively.

"I'm not talking about secrets." I opened my eyes, and sat up, he was closer then I remembered. He kissed me. I was in shock so I didn't do much about it, infact, for a good full minute I sat in shock, pale as the blood drained from my face.

Then came to my senses, and I closed my mouth, cutting it off from his and landed a good blow to his stomach. "Don't even think of it!" I yell, on my feet.

"Why?"

"Because I don't like you damnit!"

"Go on,"

"And you're an asshole!"

"And?"

"AND I HATE YOU!"

"Anything else?"

"No, I think that summed up my feelings!" I spat out nastily.

"So you being Sasuke's "girlfriend" didn't matter?" I go cold, dangit! He caught me, it was all a plan.

I sit back down, and look him in the eyes sternly "You're good. I'll give you that, and yup, there's a scandal here alright, but seriously! I aint telling you, so go on and think him and Naruto are having a secret affair or whatever, but I'm not going to be the one to betray him."

I give him one last glare, more annoyed that he had got me and I had let down my guard then anything else. Walking back to my room I feel sick to my stomach. He knows for sure! I had used the real deal as an example and hoped for the best that he would think it ruled that one out.

I don't plan to tell Sasuke the events that happened. I think he doesn't need another excuse to hate his brother, and either do I.

Back in bed now, thinking. Bored. I'm going to be very tired today; will it be awkward when we're around one-another now? I mean me and Itachi.

AND WHY TO I EVEN CARE? I don't. Care I mean, I don't. Why should I? I shouldn't. So I don't.

AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! He is a good opponent, true, and maybe I'll miss that. But nobody beats a good argument then Gaara, and damn I'll be glad to get back from the HOLIDAY FROM HELL!!!

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HELLOO!!! I know many things on this holiday from hell might seem pointless, but in time my children! In time! It'll all be worth it, I promise!

Btw, was shocked and horrified at the number of you who didn't even know the NUTBUSH! Gosh, yes, you DO have a big gaping hole in your life, I GREW UP on that damned dance!!! T'was AWWSSOOMMMEE!!! Anyway, I guess that's just me.

Anyhoo, hoped you liked it!

Xoxoxoxo AND A SUPER-BIG-HUG!!! To-love-is-to-lie

Oh, and refreshing my Disclaimer: Don't own Naruto, blah, blah, ect, ect, you know le drill. Do own Sorano in all her Anti-Social-ness.