The brothers finally got home after Itachi had missed several of their turns, and Sasuke was seriously considering suicide thanks to Itachi asking too many questions. After walking in the door the boys gave their mother a hug, because if they didn't she would beat the crap out of their behinds with the wooden spoon. In Mikoto's mind, no one was ever too old for the wooden spoon (of death, as had been appropriately added on)

"So, how was your day boys?" their mother asked.

"meh." Mikoto sighed, she missed the days were Sasuke would always answer this question over enthusiastically, and tell her about all the things he observed.

"Sasuke found a cat and brought him home," Itachi lied smoothly. He wasn't allowed to bring strays home anymore, he didn't see why thought, they had plenty of room for them, and he was capable to care for them all.

"Sasuke, bringing a cat home…" Mikoto pondered, it was impossible her youngest son hates animals. Well… unless they were cooked and served with a side of tomatoes.

"Who are you and what have you done to my son?" Mikoto asked Sasuke.

"Well I'm experiment U19WK, and we have kidnapped your son and sold him to the circus. Don't worry he is loved by the Martians visiting, they love throwing watermelons at him." Sasuke replied coolly.

Mikoto and Itachi both had a WTF look on their faces.

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Naruto was sitting in a tree, like he had been hours before. The sun was setting now, an explosion of colors dancing across the afternoon sky. The blonde was trying to figure out his feelings for the Uchiha. He couldn't love him. Could he?

Gah! This is so confusing, the blonde thought, I'm just going to go inside and fix ramen and get my mind off of this. Naruto jumped off the branch, landing on both feet. He smiled, as he remembered his elementary school teacher, Iruka, scolding him for doing so. He missed elementary school. He missed the days where the definition of drama was someone stealing your crayons.

He walked inside his house with his father, Minato. Naruto missed his mom, even though he couldn't really remember her, but he remembered the way he made him feel. Loved. Accepted.

Maybe he could ask his dad for some advice.

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Sasuke hated his dad. He knew hate was a strong word but he didn't care. Not right now anyway. His dad had disowned Itachi. His favorite son, the one he loved the one he cared about. Disowned. Why? You ask. For being himself, that's why. Their father had a thing against homosexuals. Their father hated anyone who romantically loved the same gender. It didn't matter who you were. Fugaku Uchiha hated you if you gay.

Fugaku suspects something is going on with his other son as well. He would just have to keep an eye out for Sasuke.