Who in the world is literally blue?

Sasuke sat on the couch, starting at the corner of the room, away from the blue skinned man his brother called his friend. He didn't like this guy one bit, he was so weird. Not that he could really say anything, he was probably even more strange.

He kept staring at her as she looked directly back. Why in the world was she here? The girl who he always dreamed about. Her hair reached a little past her chin, the color was just like Itachi's. Her eyes were just as dark as his own, they just started at each other in silence. She had been there since he woke up this morning. She had followed him all around the house well except the bathroom, she would wait outside then. Was she real? Unconsciously he reached his hand out towards her. If he could just touch her-

"Sasuke, What're you doing? " The blue man's voice snapped him out of it.

"Nothing... It's nothing Kisame..." Regretfully he placed his hand on his lap. The girl was slightly disappointed. He mouthed an 'I'm sorry'- Wait why was he apologizing? He guessed it was okay, after all, she looked happy hearing his words. "I'm gonna go in my room. "

"Alright, just leave the door open. "

"Right. " Sasuke went into his room, his figment of imagination in suit. Her plopped back down on the bed, she sat on the edge. "You're... You're Ichigo right? "

The girl looked like she was going to cry," I'm always with you. .. Today was the first time you've actually made contact with me.

"Oh." Was all he could really say in the moment." Aren't you... Supposed to be dead? "

"What? " She looked confused, well this Ichigo was a lot calmer than the one in his dreams.

"Nevermind. "

"Sasuke? "

"Yes? "

"Do you hate me? "

"I could never hate you. "

They continued chatting, taking about everything and nothing at all. It had soon turned into the evening and Itachi had come home. He want in a very good mood.

"Do you know a guy named Kurai?" Sasuke remembered the white haired from his dreams. He smiled at the girl, it felt odd since it hadn't happened in a long time, yet it oddly felt right.

Her eyes lit up at the sound of his name. "Yes! He's my best friend..." A small blush covered her cheeks.

"Sasuke, who are you talking to?" The younger boy paled at the sound of his older brother's voice.

'Go away.'

"But we just started talking!"

'Go!'

"As you wish..." She looked sad and hurt, how he wished to comfort her.

He turned to Itachi. "I wasn't talking to anyone..."

"Don't lie to me."

"I wasn't-!"

"Good you're always like this! Talking to yourself! What the hell is wrong with you? " Sasuke felt his heart crumble in his chest as Itachi realized his mistake.

"Sasuke I didnt-!"

The younger boy ran out of the room and into the bathroom, locking the door behind him. Was it really that wrong to see her? Was it really wrong to be with her? "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." He reappeared over and over again. He really caused him so much trouble all the time. He was completely worthless, right?

"You're not! You're not worthless!"Ichigo had suddenly appeared in front ox him.

"Sasuke open the door! I'm sorry! I didn't mean it-!"

"Shut up! It's your fault!" The boy yelled at the girl. "If you weren't here... Big brother wouldn't think I'm a total freak!"

"I-!" She looked angry as tears ran down her face. "Fine, whatever! Just watch! You'll be begging for me to come back!" She disappeared just as fast as she appeared.

"Ichigo..." He was all alone again. "I'm sorry..."

Itachi could only listen to his brothers sobs from the other side of the door, what could he do?