Phew. Finally finished editing Chapter 3. Hopefully people like this better than the first post. I added some hints of other pairings and maybe a little SasuIta, this pairing is a bit of amusement for me and other fans of the pairing, plus I thought it would be funny to piss off Kakashi with them.

Madara: you are evil...I like it

Why thank you, Madara.

Sasuke: Can we get on with this chapter?

Stop whining.

Itachi: again Vanitas doesn't own Naruto just the plot of this story.

Thank you Itachi and enjoy Chapter 3 of The Fallen Raven.

~Madara's P.O.V. ~

He's persistent that Kakashi Hatake. Never passing up the opportunity to try and

woo my eldest nephew; however, I do find it humorous that my youngest nephew would

go as far as to thrash Kakashi into the ground while Itachi was still asleep. I too would

have done the same if I were in his position. I sympathize this stubborn as a mule

jonin,but do not approve of him attempting to win my nephew over after selfishly

crushing his heart eight years ago. The tears and sobs of anguish still echo in my mind

when my young nephew and pupil came to me, seeking comfort and assurance rather

than finding the need of sanctuary in his mother, father or brother. Itachi trusted me

with his life and I had allowed him to suffer alone in silence, and soon fall victim to an

unknown illness in the process. I made him strong in terms of ninjutsu, taijutsu and

genjutsu, but could never piece together the strength of his mentality after that cold

night many ages ago.

Itachi was only a child when he was given the mission of eliminating the Uchiha

Clan, every blood member was to be slaughtered even the innocent men, women and

children who were not involved in Fugaku's plot. It may have appeared that he had

slaughtered each Uchiha in cold blood, but the Itachi I know did it with a heavy heart

and tears shield behind a stoic mask. My nephew has always been a pacifist, he was

against killing and violence in general, which could only be my own fault.

Traumatizing a child of 5 had not been part of my plan in taking over the Hidden Leaf,

but it had been the result and the reason why Itachi hesitated during missions in the

Akatsuki. Every night since joining Akatsuki, my nephew had been plague by

nightmares of the massacre. Pain had begun to question Itachi's condition after a week

of screams of horror echoing throughout the hideout. I had no choice but to tell Pain

the truth. He had been stunned by Itachi's background. In revealing Itachi's reasons

for joining Akatsuki, I awoke a nature in Pain that had been buried away since the

death of a dear friend of he and Konan. However, Pain refused to speak of his friend,

but I didn't press the matter and respected his unknown reasons. 'Not only will we

create a world without suffering...but will create a better world for Itachi. A world

where he will no longer face agony and loneliness, a world where he will be safe from

all suffering.'

Pain and Konan watched over Itachi as if he were their own child, Konan

especially. She would be the one to comfort Itachi whenever nightmares plagued his

dreams at night, amazingly, Itachi allowed her near him. I suppose I can only assume

Konan's gentle nature and motherly aspects reminded him of Mikoto. Ah yes. Mikoto

was a lovely woman and always aware of her sons' feelings. Never once did Mikoto

turn her back on Itachi and Sasuke, but there were times when Itachi's judgment of

situations irked her. However, Mikoto never complained because she knew the stress

and deep hurt Itachi carried in his heart, the moment he became captain of the Anbu

Black Ops and the day Fugaku had pressured his eldest son more and more.

All Itachi ever wanted was recognition, but not as a prodigy or pride of the Uchiha

Clan, but as a son and a young man who would do anything in the name of his village.

Nevertheless, it had been too much to ask of Fugaku and it only resulted in the head of

the Uchiha to punish his son for his defiance as appointed by mine and Izuna's

younger brother. My nephew was locked away in a hidden room with the main house

and never permitted to leave. Sasuke, however, found a loop hole in the punishment

and was able to slip past Fugaku, and spend his time with his brother, which pleased

Mikoto and kept it a secret from her arrogant husband. Six weeks went by and Itachi

was allowed to come out of the room, but the innocent child that went in...come out as

nothing more than a mere shell of his former self. No...Itachi was no longer the small

child that had come to me seeking comfort after his heart had been torn in two.

~Flashback (Normal P.O.V.) ~

Madara comforted his young pupil, rubbing his small back and cooing softly as the

weasel sobbed violently into his chest. He had been filled with rage when his eldest

nephew dashed into the clearing and threw his slender arms around his waist. The

ancient Uchiha felt himself at loss; he had never witnessed his nephew so somber

before, perhaps it was due to the fact that he would need to slaughter his clan for the

safety of his younger brother and the Village Hidden in the Leaves. "Itachi. What has

upset you, dear nephew?" Okay. Madara was not the most compassionate person, but it

did not mean he did not care about his nephews even though only one of them knew of

his existence. He continued to hold the young teen in his arms, feeling the small weasel

bury his face into his chest and tightly clenching the fabric of his dark gray cloak.

"J-just...just hold me sensei...please." Begged Itachi, his cries stabbing Madara in the

heart. The heart-breaking sobbed had been enough for Madara to pick the Uchiha off

his feet and cradle him lightly in his muscled arms.

Morbid scarlet eyes gazed solemnly at the small form curled into his chest. Madara

sighed deeply, running his fingers through long raven hair. He had long sat himself

against a tree as the young anbu captain continued to grieve. Itachi had cried himself

to sleep in the warmth of his sensei's arms. His sensei was the only other person who

understood his feelings and also knew how much the night he was to slaughter his clan

plagued his young mind. Fugaku had refused to change his decision in attacking

Konoha, constantly ignoring his eldest son's pleas to reconsidered, but in the end,

Itachi knew his efforts had failed and the night was nearing with each passing hour.

The young heir believed he would be able to convince his ignorant guardian with the

use of the clan members' lives on the line, but not even this broke Fugaku's ignorance

and thirst for battle against Konoha. As a consequence, Fugaku backhanded his eldest

son for rising against his words and not attending the meeting. Itachi gazed coldly at

his father, sharingan flaring with hate and sorrow, without a word the young anbu

retreated to his chambers and locked his door, shutting out the family he knew and

love, except his younger brother, outside his gentle heart.

Madara watched his student from a far as the young anbu slaughtered the

members of his clan. He could see small tear drops trailing down his face as he killed

the innocent people uninvolved in Fugaku's plans. The giving of such a mission to a

young child, in his eyes, was by far a barbaric decision. Yes Itachi was capable of

completing the deed, but when it would come to kill his father and mother, it would

only end in great heartache for his eldest nephew. The worst scene was coming and

Madara knew that Itachi would become greatly unstable when his younger brother

arrives and discovers that the brother he loved dearly had killed their family, especially

their mother and father.

~Flashback End~

~Sasuke's P.O.V. ~

This morning I took Itachi to the hospital for a checkup after secretly pummeling

Kakashi at the crack of dawn. Tsunade informed me that his wounds had healed nicely.

The burns on his arms weren't as bad as they were before, but still required a bit of

ointment and bandaging for the next two weeks. His sprained ankle had held

completely since I kept him off it ever since he was discharged from the hospital about

a month or so ago. Once the Godaime examined the rest of Itachi's injures, she

recommended that Itachi take prescription pills for the pain from his broken ribs and

deeply lashed abdomen. I still feel guilty about hurting my aniki, but he always smiles

and tells me it was his fault for not telling me the truth. I can hardly understand why

he's so calm after I had nearly killed him back at the Uchiha Hideout; however, Itachi

was always peace loving, especially after witnessing the deaths of many people in the

Third Great Shinobi War and the attack of the Nine-tailed Fox. "Come on, aniki. I

made a reservation for us at the Hot Springs. We get the entire warm spring to

ourselves." I could have sworn I saw my brother's cheeks flush a light pink, but he

quickly hide it with his long bangs.Awww, my aniki can be so cute. Wait. Did I just call

my big brother cute?! Well he is cute and- Gah, shut up Sasuke. Shut up.

The springs were perfect. A perfect mix of cool and warm. Timid water, aniki's

favorite water temperature. Itachi's been really self-conscious about his appearance

since most of his upper body is lined with scars, bruises and burns. "Aniki. You look

fine. Besides, no one's going to see these injures. I made sure the spring was all ours

for today." Now I really feel like a jerk. It's my own fault that nii-san is worried about

his looks, so it's my responsibility to make him feel as comfortable as possible. After a

few moments of arguing, Itachi finally gave in and joined me in the hot springs,

wearing our swim shorts of course. I helped aniki into the water slowly; he winced

lightly when his upper body met the warmth of the springs. I could feel my heart

lurching at the sight of seeing him in pain. A trail of sweat streamed down the side of

his face and soft tears fell from his eyes. I pulled Itachi close, hugging him tightly as he

buried his face in my neck and cried. He was in a lot of pain. Emotional and physical

sorrow. "I'm sorry, aniki..." His arms tightened around my neck, form trembling with

sadness and whimpers escaping his lips. I regret ever wanting revenge against my

aniki, I want to see him smile again, be the strong and calm brother he was years ago,

but right now he can barely stand being back in Konoha. Adjusting to life in the

Hidden Leaf is not going to be easy since they were the reason he had become a

missing nin in the first place.

Itachi insisted on making dinner tonight and who was I to deny his request.

However, I didn't let him cook anything alone since he hasn't been allowed to touch

any culinary utensils for fear that he would hurt himself. Call it paranoia if you will,

but I want to keep my aniki safe no matter how much it irritates him. While he stirred

the pot of Tomato Soup, I prepared some rice balls and Sashimi since my brother and

Steak don't go hand in hand. Itachi isn't helpless like people believe him to be, in fact,

the previous day my brother had asked me train him a little so the next time he comes

across Kakashi he won't have a break down and be too weak to fight against him.

Stunningly, my brother beat without the use of his vision, I had asked how he could

sense were I was attacking from when he couldn't see my movements and Nii-san

informed that he's able to sense chakra flows in every part of the body used in combat

without the use of his eyes. I was amazed and childishly begged him to teach me how to

sense chakra as he does, which he happily obliged; however, it was a lot harder then it

looked.

Ah Tomato Soup. One of my favorite dishes, second to plain tomatoes. Aniki was

always a master in culinary arts, which father really didn't like very much and deemed

it unfitting for a great shinobi like my brother, but of course mom always came to

Nii-san's rescue when father went too far with his choice of words. I watched Itachi

feel around for his chopsticks, his finger tips brushed the wooden sticks and he plucked

them from the table, breaking them apart and indulging himself in the Sashimi. I never

really understood what my brother has against steak, nor do I really want to bother

asking him about it since it might be a touchy subject. Ah well. As mother use to always

say 'Better leave things as they are then to bring about trouble'. She always knew exactly

what to say to cheer someone up and keep me out of trouble whenever Itachi wasn't

around to watch me. Aniki sometimes reminds of mother, not that his overly feminine

or anything, but how long and soft his hair is, and the way it blows in the wind. His

hair is just like mother's only maybe a bit longer and with more shine.

I smiled at the serene look on my brother's face. I had offered to wash his hair for

him after we had finished dinner. Aniki nodded and allowed me to lead him into the

tub, but I told to stay put in the bathroom for a few moments. While he sat on the edge

of the tub and waited, I opened the window of his bedroom and chased that

silver-haired stalker. God damn, the book has definitely screwed with Kakashi head;

otherwise, he wouldn't be this much of a perv and go as far as to peep on my brother

when his bathing. Anyways, back to what I saw saying early. I washed my brother's

long hair carefully, making sure to scrub the grim and scent of dinner from his raven

head. Aniki loved it when I or mother would wash his hair, said it relaxes him and

makes him forget all his troubles, which in translation means all the pressure and

hardship father gave him when he was made anbu captain.

~Kakashi's P.O.V. ~

Okay. That could have gone a lot better than I hoped. Ow, my spine hurts like the

time I pissed off Sakura without meaning to and she slammed her first in my face. I

think I accidentally damaged one of the Hokage Monuments and had to pay for the

material to repair it. Was it very necessary to slam me into one of the house of the

compound? I look back at the house and saw a giant hole in the front. Aw man,

Sasuke's gonna definitely tell Tsunade and have me pay for the damage like with the

Hokage faces, or worse...He Might Tell Sakura and I certainly don't want to meet my

sensei's hard face again! Once is enough thank you very much. How was I suppose

to know that Itachi was naked?! It's not like I can see through walls or anything,

which would have been a great help in avoiding a major injury from Sasuke. Still, I

have an odd feeling that seeing Itachi had been worth being kicked in the chest and

slammed straight through a house; however, it would have been less painful if I saw

Itachi in boxers instead of that adorable bare backside, gorgeous long legs, hairless

and lightly built body, and that beautiful long raven hair flowing behind him like a

smooth wave of the sea. Shoot I drooled. Stop thinking ecchi thoughts about Itachi!

Thinking perverted isn't going to get me any closer to him than I already am. Well,

technically I'm not even as close as to see those endless gray pools. I deeply missed the

glow of his obsidian eyes, his eyes are what truthfully drew me to him, but also his

gentle and caring nature.

It feels like it was only yesterday when Itachi confessed his feelings for me. My

little raven looked so adorable when I found myself at the top of the Lookout Tower to

meet up with the young Uchiha heir. I remembered smiling at the pink hue painting his

pale cheeks and the nervous fidgeting of his fingers. I, however, had absolutely no clue

as to why he was blushing like an academy schoolgirl even though the sight made me

want to cuddle him and pinch those cute little pinking cheeks. The sight was very

un-Itachi like, but I was relieved that I was the only one able to see this side of the

young anbu captain, it never even crossed my mind that this anti-social adolescent had

the ability to show signs of nervousness, or even fidget for that matter.

~Flashback (Normal P.O.V.) ~

Itachi was nervous. Tonight he would confess to Kakashi. The weasel was

becoming anxious with waiting for the older anbu to come to the Lookout Tower. What

if Kakashi didn't share the same feelings? What if the jonin laughed at him and told

him that he would never fool around with a child? Or become disgusted by the weasel's

feelings and stop speaking to him? The last thought brought Itachi to tears, the jonin

turning his back on him would be far worse than Kakashi not sharing the same

feelings; Itachi wouldn't be able to withstand the abandonment. Kakashi was Itachi's

only true friend, the only other person, besides Shisui and Sasuke, who understood him

and treated him like he was just like everyone else.

"Itachi? What did you want to talk-" Kakashi froze when he caught sight of the

tears cascading down the small raven's face. He felt his blood boil at the droplets

streaming down the sweet child's cheeks. Whoever dared to upset the weasel would

have to deal with him. Kakashi had come to adore the anbu captain. Every detail on the

young boy's person looked to have been carved by angels. Long raven hair that swayed

beautiful behind his back, smooth and flawless pale skin, soft pink lips that begged to

be kissed, lithe but built physique and dazzling obsidian eyes. Kakashi had to admit

might with great honesty that Itachi gave the word "sexy" a whole new meaning.

"K-Kakashi." Began Itachi, losing control of emotions and actions. The young

weasel lost all sense and soon lunged at Kakashi, tugging his sempai's mask down and

crashing his lips against the jonin's. He bit the copy nin's lip, causing the older male to

let out a gasp and allowing Itachi the advantage of exploring his mouth. Itachi smirked

in the kiss when he heard Kakashi moan as his tongue caressed the other's. Realization

dawned Itachi and the weasel quickly broke the kiss, shoving the jonin away and

withdrew himself into the empty sanctuary of his heart.

"I-Itachi?" Called Kakashi, he never knew the young Uchiha felt that way about

him. Then again perhaps he should have paid more attention to the times he caught the

weasel staring at him, cheeks painted with a light pink hue when he, himself, would pat

the young raven on the head affectionately. (Gah. You Baka.) Kakashi mentally scold

himself for being oblivious to the signs of the weasel's feelings. He now began to

question why people called him a genius when he couldn't even notice someone was in

love with him, some genius he was. How embarrassing.

"K-Kakashi-sempai...I-I..." Hesitated Itachi, he was very ashamed of himself for

kissing the older anbu out of the blue. He knew he blew his chances of being with

Kakashi, the jonin was no doubt disgusted with him that he can't even utter a few

words. The weasel gasped silently when he felt strong arms pull him into an embrace,

he looked up and was met with mismatched eyes staring adoringly at him.

"Kakashi...I...I love you." Itachi said, his cheeks growing hot and lips becoming

dry. He closed his eyes and waited for his sempai to reject him, but was astonished to

find himself lip locked with the copy nin. The weasel moaned into the kiss when

Kakashi trailed his fingers along his side, his heart fluttered when Kakashi pulled away

and said "I love you too" before claiming the Uchiha's lips once more.

~Flashback End~

Remembering that day reminds how innocent and fragile Itachi really is. I'm an

idiot for not taking into consideration his feelings when I came to a decision that he

would be a lot safer from his father and everyone who looked down upon same gender

attraction. However, Naruto appeared to have changed all that when he admitted to

liking Sasuke when the first become rivals, soon many others followed in confessing

their feelings to their crushes homosexual and straight alike. Ino admitted her

infatuation with Sai, Shizune confessed to Iruka, Tsunade admitted to secretly liking to

Jiraiya ever since they were a squad under the Third Hokage.

There were so many fellow shinobi who came clean with their feelings, but there

were only a few others I recognized, other than Naruto, Sai, Shizune, Jiraiya,

Tsunade, Ino and Iruka. Sakura had fallen for Lee after coming to terms with her

ridiculous infatuation with Sasuke, Shikamaru wrapping an arm around Temari,

Gaara and Tenten, Neji and Suigetsu (strange couple in my opinion), and, disturbingly,

Karin snuggled to Jugo. "What's going on here?" Well, if I know one thing, Sasuke

isn't really be attracted to anyone and-Wait, why is his hand intertwined with my little

dango's?! "Is there a good explanation why everyone is ogling each other?" Never

thought I would see the day Sasuke Uchiha was clueless.

"Okay. Let see if I got this right. Naruto made everyone change their minds about

dating among fellow shinobi. This whole confession feast started when Naruto

admitted to being attracted to me when he and I first became rivals." I heard Sasuke

say and watched with jealously as he wrapped an arm around MY Itachi's waist.

Everyone nodded to his words and allowed him to continue. "So everyone confessed to

their crush and light love interest, which now brought us to nearly everyone I know

now being a couple." So he wasn't clueless, just had a hard time believing that all his

friends liked each other, or rather were in love with each other for a long time.

~Naruto's P.O.V. ~

I really couldn't help but notice the way Sasuke had his arm wrapped possessively

around his brother's waist. Aw cute, Sasuke-teme loves his brother. "Dobe. Stop staring

at my aniki." Whoops. May be I shouldn't start assuming things, I mean come on, the

teme doesn't know the meaning of the word "love" and probably doesn't know how to

demonstrate love. Wait that can't be true since he's holding Itachi's right now and

Itachi's blushing, and-WHOA WHOA! Itachi's blushing and Sasuke's holding his

hand! What in the name of Kami is going on here?!

Damn. I knew if I followed Sasuke and Itachi home I would find out what's going

on between them, but I didn't expect to see them sucking face. "Sasuke..." Awww,

Itachi's so cute when he's breathless and blushing, and look at the shyness in his

ey-Wait, what am I doing?! Sasuke in love with his brother is the weirdest thing I've

ever seen. Still, if I find it so weird than why does my face feel hot. Do I find their

shows of affection and incest hot? I guess I kinda do. Love is love, no matter who its

with.

I hate the formatting on this site, but oh well. Anyways, wasn't this chapter cute. I thought so. well, time to work on chapter 4. See ya next time fans, review please.