Restless Heart Syndrome

Full Summary: Itachi's secret love for Sasuke if finally revealed, though not before Itachi must do something tragic to free himself. Feeling obligated to make his brother, his hero, happy, Sasuke goes along with it, even though he's not sure of his own feelings. But Itachi's love turns out to be a relentless obsessions. Sasuke might give up the one thing he thought he'd always have.

Pairing: ItaSasu, Itachi and Sasuke

Warnings: Hard yaoi lemon, incest, slight language, disturbing scenes, ect....

Disclaimer: Naruto does not belong to me. The song, Restless Heart Syndrome, belongs to Green Day. No copyright infringement intended...

Chapter Three

I'm elated
Medicated
Lord knows I've tried to find a way
To run away....

Itachi crawled back into bed with Sasuke, gathering him into his arms, burying his nose in Sasuke's soft locks. Sasuke didn't stir, and Itachi just watched him sleep. He was so innocent and pure, and the worst part of the entire thing would be having to see Sasuke cry when he found out his parents were dead. Even if they never gave him what he wanted, if they had controlled him for his whole life, he would still cry.

But Itachi could be there to console him and dry his tears until he wasn't sad anymore, until he forgot. Until everything was better and they could love each other without interruptions. He had made that happen.

He thought of just earlier, when they were at the lake, when Itachi was touching Sasuke's sweet flesh, making him flush with desire, almost making him come with just a few touches and strokes. They could do that more, as soon as Itachi convinced Sasuke of the love he already felt deep in his heart, but didn't know how to express. Then, they would make love all the time, despite Sasuke's age. It didn't matter how young they were, or that they were brothers, all that mattered was that they were together, and nothing was going to get in the way of that.

After a while, the sun started to set, and Sasuke's face was bathed in moonlight. Itachi thumbed his cheek, as if preparing to wipe away the tears that he knew were coming.

Finally, at about eight o'clock, Sasuke's eyes cracked open and he stretched around Itachi, curling up farther against his chest.

"Neh, Sasuke," Itachi greeted him. He would be just as surprised as Sasuke. "Have a nice nap?"

"Yeah…" Sasuke rolled off the bed and stood up, and Itachi saw that he almost forgotten about the fight that had happened hours ago, the fight that provoked Itachi to take action.

"Where's Mom and Dad?" Sasuke asked, and Itachi's face remained neutral.

"I'm not sure, probably in their room. Let's go." He held out his hand; when Sasuke was going to see them, Itachi would be there with him. Sasuke had to see them before they left their lives forever. It never occurred to him if this could damage Sasuke mentally, seeing his parents covered in blood, dead before his eyes.

It was what he had to do, no questions asked.

Sasuke took it and they walked out of Itachi's room and down the hall. Itachi started smelling the stench of dried blood, but it looked like Sasuke didn't.

Sasuke knocked politely on the door, though it was already open a crack. When he got no answer, he pushed it open, and Itachi prepared himself for the tears.

And he got them.

Sasuke screamed, but not the kind of scream Itachi had heard hours ago. A horrified scream, one of panic and disbelief. Sadness.

Itachi feigned surprise as well, squeezing Sasuke's hand in comfort.

"W-what h-h-happened?" Sasuke stammered, scanning the room with wide eyes. They lay in the same positions Itachi had killed them in, of course. But their faces were paler, distraught as their fearful eyes remained open.

Itachi gently took Sasuke's face with his right hand and turned his head away, against his chest, so he wouldn't see.

"Look, the knife in Fugaku's hand," Itachi explained smoothly, perfectly rehearsed. "It was his fault. I'm sorry, Sasuke."

"W-we didn't h-hear a-a-anything!"

"We wouldn't have." Sasuke was too shocked to question Itachi's explanation further, and he clutched his brother's shirt, crying hard. "I'm sorry, otouto…" Itachi whispered into his hair. "It's okay, shh…it's alright…" Itachi let Sasuke cry himself out, glaring at his lifeless parents with venom. Things would be much better now, and Sasuke would eventually see that.

Sasuke cried for a long time, but Itachi never got tired of it. As much as he loved Sasuke's voice, he hated it when he cried. A voice so beautiful and angelic shouldn't be choked and raspy with tears. But it was all worth it.

"I-I can't b-believe he would…" Sasuke muttered, and, without letting go of his little brother, Itachi reached behind him to his parents' nightstand and grabbed a few tissues, wiping Sasuke's face. "W-we have to…w-we…"

"Shh, don't worry about anything," Itachi told him. "I'll call the police."

The police came in a few minutes, and Itachi told Sasuke to wait in the living room while he talked to them.

"It looks like he killed our mother, then himself," Itachi said, his voice choked. He made sure to sound sad, his face twisted in disbelief as he spoke to the police. They all gave him sympathetic glances, thinking it was such a shame that he now had to take care of Sasuke all by himself. Itachi told them he was 19. He looked that old, his face sharp and mature, his voice lower than a normal 16 year old. They believed it completely.

They did some looking around, took the knife for fingerprints, but Itachi knew what they would find. Fugaku's handprints.

"But did Fugaku have a reason for doing this?" The police chief asked him, and Itachi had thought of that too.

"Today, I told them I was gay," he said. "My mother was very happy about it, completely understanding. But my father was angry with me. They argued, and Fugaku called her names, they fought…so I guess he was angrier than we thought."

"Did you hear anything?"

"Nothing at all. I never expected him to…t-to go so far!" The man nodded, thoughtful, and after a few more minutes, they left. Mikoto and Fugaku were wrapped in bags and carried away in an ambulance, the siren mute. Itachi would bury them later, because he knew Sasuke certainly didn't want a huge funeral. They had no living relatives and hardly any friends who would consider attending their funeral. No one would ever know.

Though, Itachi regretted doing this to Sasuke, who actually cared for their parents, but it would be worth it in the long run. Sasuke would thank him, one day, for getting rid of the nuisances.

"Come on," Itachi said, slowly leading Sasuke out of the room back into his room after all the police had left, telling them both they would have results by tomorrow morning.

Itachi sat Sasuke on the bed and took some more tissues, unnerved by all the crying.

"Everything's gonna be okay," Itachi murmured into Sasuke's ear. "I promise you. Don't worry."

"N-nii-san!" Sasuke cried, throwing his arms around Itachi's neck. Itachi held him gratefully, patting his back. Sasuke was so naïve; it just showed how young Sasuke truly was. If it wasn't in age, it was in personality. Sasuke would always be "young" no matter how old he got.

It made things easier for Itachi. Less hassle, trying to cover things up. Sasuke trusted him enough to know what he was doing. And he wouldn't give up that trust.

Soon, Sasuke's tears ceased, and he was just dry sobbing.

"Sasuke, please breathe," Itachi said calmly. Sasuke shakily obeyed, taking a deep breath, holding it. "Let it out, now…" And he did. "Good."

Sasuke was finally done crying, so their life could begin.

"T-they can't be…" Sasuke whispered, turning his head away from Itachi's gaze.

"It's okay, Sasuke…" Itachi assured him, but he knew it would take a little more than that to make Sasuke get over it. "Come on, it'll be okay!"

"W-what are we gonna d-do?"

"I'll take care of you," Itachi said. "We'll be fine together."

"P-promise?"

"I promise." Sasuke sniffled pathetically, and Itachi gently tucked him under the covers, rubbing his head until he fell into a fitful sleep.

Sasuke had fallen asleep easily, exhausted from crying.

The police headquarters called early, and Itachi was grateful that Sasuke was asleep, so he would hear it from Itachi personally.

"You were right," the person on the other line sighed. "Everything fits. You can come by today to pick them up…I'm very sorry."

"Thank you," Itachi said shakily, and they hung up soon after. It was too easy, Itachi thought, as he tiptoed back to his room and waited for Sasuke to wake up.

When he did, Itachi was looking at him lovingly, smiling to show him he meant it when he said everything was going to be okay.

"We can pick them up, today," Itachi said carefully.

"S-should we…bury them?"

"If you want to."

"O-outside…near the lake…" The lake, how ironic. It was there that they were found, where they discovered that their sons were more involved than they thought. But whatever Sasuke wanted, Itachi would do.

They drove to the investigation center, where bodies were opened, and fingerprints scanned.

Their parents were pale and cold, put into a polite position with their hands folded over their stomachs.

Everyone bowed at them and apologized when they walked by, saddened by the tragedy that had unfairly happened to these two children.

"Do you have any relatives?" Someone who introduced himself as Shino asked him. "To help you with arrangements?"

"We won't be having a funeral," Itachi told him. "We have no relatives, and we live a secluded life in the forest. We don't think it's necessary." He flicked his eyes towards Sasuke, and Shino nodded. "We are burying them in a special place behind our house."

"Very well," Shino led them to the morgue, keeping a watchful eye on Sasuke. Itachi could tell Shino didn't feel comfortable talking about this kind of stuff in front of such a young, immature kid. But he had no choice but to listen to Itachi, the adult in this situation. "We will have them moved in a car to your home. We will follow you there."

"Okay. Thank you very much for all your help." Shino nodded at him, and yelled for help to carry the bodies to a special van.

Sasuke remained silent the entire time, his hand clasped in Itachi's. Sasuke was anxious in this sort of place, the walls gray and depressing, the strong smell of anesthetic obvious. It was creepy.

Sasuke curled up in the front seat as they drove back, his chin on his knees. Itachi was constantly looking from him to the road.

When they returned home, their parents were brought there on stretchers and laid on their bed. Again, Itachi and Sasuke were apologized to, and wished luck. If only they knew.

When Shino left, he was giving Itachi a suspcious look. Somehow, Itachi knew Shino had looked up their files on a computer and seen his birth certificate, showing that he was only 16 years old. He wondered why Shino hadn't said anything, maybe because he thought Itachi was mature enough to make his own decisions. Because he wasn't of legal age, the police could do whatever they wanted with them. They could send them to an orphanage if they wanted. However, their parents had no will, since they were not planning on being killed so early in their lives. Even if they had, Itachi knew they wouldn't put anything in it for him. When they died naturally, they were going to give their money to Sasuke, who they thought would be well over 30 years old by that time. They were probably hoping Itachi would be dead.

But they had no will, and nothing to leave behind.

Itachi could tell Shino was going to keep an eye on them for a while, to make sure everything was okay. Of course, he wouldn't find anything but two brothers mourning their parents and trying to find a way to move on.

"Do you want to come with me?" Itachi asked when they returned home, but Sasuke shook his head. He didn't need to say why. He wasn't used to death; he was a child. He expected that his parents would last forever, and when they died, it was just a shock.

So Itachi took Mikoto first, and made two little holes in the dirt near the lake, like Sasuke had requested. He buried Mikoto, went back, and then buried Fugaku. When he reburied them, neatly and meticulously, he set a few flowers on each, for Sasuke. It wouldn't be long before these spaces would be forgotten, just a part of the earth.

He came back and found Sasuke curled up on his bed, not facing the window. He hadn't watched.

"N-nii-san…" He mumbled, his cheeks still wet.

"Do you want to go see them?" Sasuke looked away. No one they knew to ask them how they were, to want to come and visit them. They were just nobodies in the middle of the forest, where no one would discover them.

"No…" Sasuke said, his voice so low it was almost inaudible. "T-that's…okay."

"Alright, otouto." Itachi gently lay Sasuke back down on the bed, but he couldn't imagine how he could still be tired. He curled up next to him, their bodies fitting together flawlessly.

"I love you, Itachi," Sasuke said quietly, and Itachi thought he had gone to heaven.

"I love you too."

A/N: HAA! I updated. I'm sorry for how long it's been, but I've been really busy with school. Really. This week, I didn't get on my laptop once, because I had so much homework. I'm in highschool now...unfortunately.
Sooooo I hope you're all not too mad at me. This was a pretty horrible chapter, but I tried. It gets interesting in later chapters, I promise.
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