Notes: I started feeling bad for Shisui in this chapter so I added that sweet bit at the end.

Warning: touch of incest/overprotective Itachi, OOC, fluff, Everyone-lives AU

Disclaimer:I don't own Naruto or the Uchiha brothers. Do support Masashi Kishimoto and the official anime/manga releases.

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Chapter 14: Cooking

I remembered once when I was away on a two-week-long mission, my family had prepared a feast for me when I got back. Thus, it was no surprise to me when Sasuke suggested cooking up Itachi's favourite a day on the day Itachi was to return from a five-day-long mission. However, I did not expect for the little brother to come to ME for help.

"Why not ask your mother for help?" I mean she was the Uchiha Goddess of Cooking.

"I can't. She'll make everything herself. I even told her I would make the dango myself."

"Well, you do realise I only know how to cook in camping style and with add-hot-water-and-wait technique…. You did get the recipe for making dango, right?"

"Of course! Making it ourselves would have more meaning to the food," Sasuke began waving around a piece of paper.

No sooner, a gust of wind came, taking the paper and sending it into the nearby river. I quickly grabbed the soaked paper, only to be greeted by unreadable smudges. I turned to the boy with me.

"Don't worry; I memorized it!" His eyes darted away from me, a clear indication of a lie.

Forget about the mess we created at the kitchen in his house and the scolding we got from his parents, I was more interested to wonder why did the kid decided that using Katon no Jutsu was a better way of cooking than a regular stove.

"Sasuke made this for me?" Itachi smiled as he stared at the plate of… something.

The dangos were shaped as stars or Sasuke said they were since the actual dango balls were completely deformed. Let's not mentioned the once green and pink coloured balls were burnt blacker than our own hair. Watching Itachi pick up a broken stick with a dango ball ready to fall off, I could already feel a stomach ache coming. Sadly, Itachi ended up with food poisoning and Sasuke and I were banned from the kitchen.

"Next time, let's just buy the dango from outside," I suggested.

"It's alright. Cook for me as much as you like, Sasuke," Itachi smiled warmly.

Just because you have Sasuke taking care of you doesn't mean I like having to clean up every single one of both of you, Itachi! Scrubbing off burnt scraps from the frying pan and cleaning up vomit are horrible!

"Thanks for your help, Shisui."

I looked up to my childhood friend. Itachi gave a comforting smile, showing gratefulness in his eyes. I could not help but remark with a silly grin.

"Where would you two be without this awesome me?