Well, I seem to have risen from the dead...lol.

Enjoy.

Shisui descended down the stairs, through the kitchen, past his cat and to the front door.

Itachi was coming over. Finally.

He opened the door, grinning from ear to ear when a very tired Itachi showed up, a little hyper eight-year old in tow.

"ITA~MICHI~!" He purposely made himself sound like a high school girl.

"Hello Shisui..."

The two came in to Shisui's rowdy mother, and her daughter, Kimsong. Her daughter was trying to convince her to give her some ice cream; Shitsumi was eating right out of the container, calming they had none.

Itachi left Sasuke downstairs with his "girlfriend", slipping upstairs quietly with his secret lover, which at the moment had a very great view of his ass.

The curly-haired Uchiha bounded happily to his room, opening the door only half way.

"Shisui, why wont the door open fully...?

"Ask Kimsong. She locked me out and now the door's broke. Miraculously I swear I don't know how she did it."

"...It's Kimsong. Who knows how she does anything."

"..Touche.." He smirked.

Itachi sat his things down on the floor by his bed, looking out the window. Out of his peripheral vision, he saw an Alice in Wonderland corner of his room, cluttered with drawings, books, and pictures of the internet. He went over, his curiosity making him turn into a cat for a moment, ever-so-slightly sifting through his things, looking at each drawing carefully, showing various depictions of how Alice may have turned out in the very end; he turned each hand drawn picture over, a description of the distorted vision of each one.

In one, Alice is bloody and mangled, looking up as Wonderland burns and all the characters are on fire, standing completely still, Alice herself covered in what seems to be a black liquid, crying.

Alice doesn't want to save Wonderland and kills herself from all the madness.

Wouldn't blame her.

The second shows Alice in a wedding dress, looking in a mirror, a darker, more evil version of her in the same dress, chained to a chess board, the Red Queen and White Queen holding onto the ends, the Red with a lock, and the White with a key, smirking. She looks deranged, eyes wide, pupils each their own different size.

Alice forever trapped in Wonderland, playing pawn to the Queens.

He saw another one- one that looked slightly like him in a dress and-

"Don't look at those!" He frantically scrambled to the boy, grabbing them to his chest.

A slight blush framed his features,looking away bashfully.

Day turned to night, and as they got prepared for bed, Itachi watched him closely. Watching his every movement, concentrating on every detail, aspect- every single smidgen of Shisui did. It annoyed the other a bit, so he took Itachi by his wrist and laid on top of him on the bed.

Itachi blushed red, struggling slightly in his grip.

"I love you Itamichi, but stop semi-stalking me!" He kissed the pale crow beneath him.

"I'm not..."

"You are!"

"I swear I wasn't!" Itachi protested, still red.

"You little liar!" Shisui half-glared.

"Well excuse me for noticing your hair got longer and curlier in the front!" His eyes widened and he looked away from him.

"...My hair got longer?" Shisui felt oddly dumb.

"Yeah, and I knew you'd be to dumb to realize it..."

"Yeah..." His eyebrows furrowed. "Wait, what?"