Disclaimer : I do not own Naruto or any of the characters ! (If I did, Itasasu endgame.)
Pairing : Itachi x Sasuke.
Second disclaimer : English is not my first langage, do not hesitate to correct me if something is wrong.
Summary : Sasuke Uchiha lost his memories. He doesn't remember the obnoxious asshole he was. Neither does he remember the horrible things he did to people. What happens when he learns to live again, in a body and a life that isn't his ? And mostly, why the fuck does his heart beat so fast when he is around his older brother, Itachi ?
Chapter one : You're Sasuke Uchiha.
When Sasuke opened his eyes, he was first of all overwhelmed by the noise and then by the numerous people who were arguing in his room.
"Quiet…" he grumbled, putting his hands on his ears to protect himself from everything.
It seemed that it was efficient because now, all the strangers were looking at him like he was an alien from another planet. There was a long black haired woman, a tall dark haired man and a stupid looking blond.
"Why- Who are you ?! What are you doing in my…"
The brunet interrupted himself, not recognizing where he was. It was… a hospital room ?
"It seems like Sasuke is suffering from a rare case of amnesia due to the accident." The doctor said before showing the different scanners they did on his brain. "He doesn't remember anything related to his personal life."
The woman looked down, a pained expression painted on her face before she asked if there was a way to make Sasuke's memories come back. It seemed like it would be up to him concerning the returning of his memories… The latter was completely and utterly lost at what was happening in front of him. Apparently, according to the doctor, during the weekend, Sasuke rode Naruto's motorbike (who was apparently his best friend) and had an accident on the road. It was a miracle that his body hadn't suffered from anything else, apart from a concussion and this fucking amnesia.
"I am so so so sorry Uchiha-san !" Naruto was bowing down the whole time with tears on his face. "If only I hadn't let Sasuke use my bike we wouldn't have this issue…"
"It's okay Naruto-kun, what's done is done." The woman said, before sitting on the chair next to Sasuke's bed who flinched a little bit. She gave him a small warm smile that made him blush before putting her hand on top of his. "Hello. You're Uchiha Sasuke, you're sixteen years old and a second year student in highschool. I am Mikoto, your mother and I love you a lot. You also have an older brother, Itachi, who's twenty one years old."
The patient gulped, trying to absorb all the information. So he was Sasuke ? A sixteen year old boy ? He looked at Mikoto trying to remember something but nothing came. He gave her an apologetic look, unable to say anything else. She went to retrieve her bag and came back next to him, before giving him a mirror. "Do you remember what you look like ?" He just shook his head, his brain feeling completely empty. She held out the mirror and he grabbed the object, carefully. Anxious, Sasuke gulped, facing the mirror as he discovered himself. He had very pale skin paired with obsidian big eyes with long lashes and a pair of juicy pink lips. His dark hair was falling into his face but he grimaced as he saw that he looked quite skinny but mostly... boyish.
"You are very successful with the girls." Her mother said, giggling. "I like to think that you got your cute face from me."
The blond boy (who honestly looked dumb) approached and waved at him awkwardly.
"Man, why do I have to make everything awkward…" He started before flashing a big smile to Sasuke. "I am Uzumaki Naruto ! We've been bestfriends since, like, I don't know, forever! We actually met because our moms are like sisters, it was only natural for us to be best friends!"
"Can you please stop yelling, my head hurts a little bit." was the only thing Sasuke answered, cringing a little bit. "I am sorry I remember nothing."
Mikoto shook her head with tears in her eyes and another man came hugging her. He looked very… impressive. He stared at Sasuke from up, making him gulp.
"I am Fugaku. Your father. I am a CEO." He simply said, still looking at him with those weird eyes. "I am glad you have nothing else, you could've died in that accident."
Sasuke looked at Naruto, Mikoto and Fugaku but nothing came.
He got discharged the same afternoon since there was nothing wrong with his physical health. And amnesia isn't something that you could just… heal with medicine. His parents thought that it would be a good idea to walk home but nothing was familiar to the young boy. His mother tried to talk to him on the road but he was still lost. She gave up, seeing that it was useless and suggested that they take a look at album photos and pictures when they get home. Sasuke sighed, feeling the anxiety crippling into him. His head felt empty and his heart felt heavy, he had to trust these people that he didn't know and he hated the looks he got from their neighbors and people in general. Losing his memory fucking sucked.
Apparently, word had spread about his accident since his family was important and known in town. He tried to ignore those nasty stares and followed his parents "home". What did home look like ?
Home was definitely big, Sasuke decided as he stared at the house- no, the imposing mansion in front of him. His father took out his keys and automatically, the gates opened.
"We- we… Do we really live here ?" he stammered with wide eyes.
There were three cars aligned in front of the garage and Sasuke guessed that there must be a big garden behind the house, protected by high fences. It was so massive and even if Sasuke guessed that they were rich (because his father told him he was a CEO) he didn't think that they were THAT rich. Still taken aback, the brunet didn't dare move even when his mother came to hold his right arm. Fugaku was on his left side, looking at his son with an unreadable expression.
"This is your house, where you grew up and lived all your life. I hope you'll like it." The CEO said, looking proud.
The youngest gulped, feeling unsteady again as the thought of discovering his house, and particularly his room. Maybe he'll see what kind of person he used to be… But what if he hates the old version of him ? He bit his lips anxiously, making his bottom lip bleed a little. At that moment, Sasuke just wanted to run away and start over in a new town, hell, even in a new country.
"Oh! Itachi's car isn't here… He had classes today, that's why he couldn't come to the hospital." Mikoto pointed out and clasped her hands, excited. "Sasuke, you're going to meet your onii-san !" Why did meeting his older brother make him feel so stressed ? He was feeling so weird, everything about that situation was fucking weird.
Sasuke decided that he was stronger than that and entered the home, followed by both of his parents. As the outside suggested it, the inside was even more impressive. The entrance was big, with an opened shoji screen that led to the kitchen at his right. In the corridor were hanging many pictures of the Uchiha family that Sasuke was frankly afraid of looking at. It was already scary to see himself in the mirror for the first time, he felt like he stole the life of someone else. It's like he couldn't bear to see himself at all. He ignored the feeling of his heart clenching and removed his shoes, taking the slippers his mother was holding out. He walked on the marble floor, taking a quick peek at the big kitchen, looking like a private chef's. It was sparkling clean, not really surprising.
He exhaled and continued, opening another shoji screen and was met with an enormous living room. Everything was modern with a hint of Japanese architecture. The floor was made of tatamis where there was a big table with traditional tea utensils. A large brown couch and a lot of plants were also present with a lot of scrolls hanging on the walls, next to the big TV. Honestly, Sasuke felt overwhelmed with how many things were in there and how expensive they must've cost. The Uchiha gasped when he saw the big sliding door glass that led to an immense yard, with a river and a bridge ?! Who the fuck has a bridge in their home that casually ?!
Sasuke was really impressed and overwhelmed by the house.
"It's so… big." He just managed to utter and Fugaku smiled. (He wasn't sure but that grimace looked like a smile). "It was actually designed for us by a famous architect, I am really proud of this house."
"It feels like I live in a castle !" she said, making her husband kiss her hand like a princess. Ew.
Mikoto took his hand to guide him to the marble stairs next to the living room. He followed her, not looking at the pictures once again. The corridor was big and his mom told him that his parents had their own bathroom, next to their room while Sasuke shared one with Itachi. But in case there was also one downstairs that no one liked to use because apparently, it gets foggy very quickly. The doors were all closed and before the brunet could ask where his bedroom was, he blushed heavily. He cringed at the sight of a door with a "DON'T ENTER ! Sasuke's room" sign plastered in it.
"I don't… why did I do that…" He just said, feeling embarrassed while his mother giggled behind her hand. "You hated when we would go through your things, you even yelled at the maids when they touched anything. You had lots of fights with Itachi, he loved to pry on you."
They decided to go downstairs to wait for Itachi while Sasuke discovered his room alone. The youngest was glad that they gave him some space because he really needed it right now. His heart was beating so loudly in his chest that he thought it was about to burst. With a trembling hand, he opened the door and closed his eyes, not ready to face his new self with this old face. He inhaled and lifted his head up.
"What the fuck…" was the only thing he found himself being capable to say.
His bedroom was of a typical teenager one. The walls were completely white and covered with posters of many groups as well as artists (which he obviously didn't recognize) and pictures. He had a couch in his room, with a coffee table on which were laying… love letters ? And chocolates and flowers ? Confused, Sasuke approached them and gasped when he saw that there were a whole lot of them ! Blushing, he turned and faced his desk, covered with books and highschool stuff. There was his laptop and a lot of pictures again. He took a look at the pictures. He was unrecognizable…
His hair was styled without his bangs as he had a smile and a wink on his face. There was a group of girls hanging around him as he held them. Was he… a playboy ? He nearly threw up at the idea that he was a player… Sasuke kept on looking at the pictures. He saw himself in judo gear with the blond from earlier who claimed to be his best friend. He was also with a pink haired girl (what an odd hair color) and with another boy who had white eyes and long brown hair. There were also photos of him and his parents but none of Itachi. It was quite curious as to why, maybe he didn't have the best relationship with him ? Sasuke shrugged it off, too disgusted by his past self and opened the closet, sighing. He found expensive clothes and sneakers that looked like only one pair cost more than two hundred dollars.
Nice and add 'spoilt brat' to the list of what made his past self probably a bastard.
The brunet approached his desk again, opening the drawers one by one. The first one just contained music partitions and school stuff so he closed it immediately, it was boring. When he saw what was in the second one, he nearly threw up. There were a dozen boxes of condoms and lube, handcuffs, blindfolds and a lot of… sexual things. What kind of twisted person was he ? Gritting his teeth, he tried to open the last one but was met with resistance. It was… locked ? Why did his past self go as far as locking it ? And it was a code type of lock so he wasn't really able to remember what it was. There must be some precious things in there…If only he could remember the code.
Sighing, Sasuke sat on the bed, completely confused. It seemed like his past self was just an asshole that… loved sex and women a lot ? He laid down, putting his hands under the pillow, touching something hard. His dirty mind immediately made him think that something really unholy was there. But it was a pack of cigarettes. Nice! Not only was he a spoiled brat that probably treated women like toys but he was also a smoker! Sasuke shut his eyes, wanting to forget about this nonsense his life was now.
When he woke up, it was dark outside. Sasuke moaned as he stretched his sore body. Sleeping in jeans wasn't the best idea he had. The Uchiha walked to the closet and took random sweatpants and a t-shirt. He put them on in the darkness, not really wanting to be able to see himself. Sighing, he ran a hand through his hair and he found himself at the top of the stairs, hearing noises downstairs. Sasuke sighed, not really wanting to disturb the family time that was happening there. He was still a stranger for them and mostly for himself.
"Sasuke…" whispered a voice behind him and startled, he nearly fell down the stairs if it weren't for the hand that grabbed him.
The youngest turned to see who that person was and he just… wow. He was met with a gorgeous man who was looking at him with confused eyes. Sasuke couldn't even describe how handsome he was. He had dark obsidian eyes and long hair that was tied in a ponytail and Sasuke ached to run his fingers through it. His face looked like it was sculpted by the Gods with luscious lips and a perfect pointy nose, the two traces on it adding to the mature look. The rest of his body seemed to follow the perfection of his face. He looked muscular under that shirt and loose pants. Sasuke was staring and he was aware of it. Sasuke knew that he was handsome (when he looked at the mirror for the first time) but next to that man, he was nothing. His heart was beating loudly in his chest and he blamed the nervosity and confusion for that.
Was he gay before his accident ? What the hell ?! Who the fuck think this way about another man ?
"It really is you…" The man said, taking a few steps to get closer but as he saw that the youngest flinched, he stopped. "I am sorry. I heard that you had amnesia but I didn't think… Just forget about it."
"Who-who are you?" Sasuke asked, looking like a lost puppy.
"I am Itachi, your older brother. I thought you were faking it at first but now it really does look like you don't remember anything. " Itachi mentioned, shrugging off. He then turned his back to him before telling him that it was time for dinner and that he was supposed to wake him up but he was glad he didn't need to.
Dinner was… awkward. Sasuke sat down while his mother was bringing dinner to the table. Apparently, even if there were maids and all, Mikoto still liked to cook very much.
"I made your favorite, Sasuke. Onigiris, tomato salad !" She exclaimed, taking a seat in front of him as Itachi sat beside him. Blushing, the brunet didn't dare to say anything. If he didn't remember his own name, he sure didn't remember his favorite food…
"Thank you kaa-san." He just said before getting ready to dig in but he was soon interrupted by his mother's sobs. His father and Itachi looked really surprised, and frankly Sasuke was just very confused. "Did I say anything bad ?" he then asked.
His mother shook her head and apologized with a smile on her lips as she grabbed a tissue. "It's just been… a really long time since you called me this way." She breathed softly. "It made me very happy…" The boy just looked at her awkwardly and tried to ignore Itachi's intense staring.
It made Sasuke wonder what kind of asshole he really was before.
He soon learned that the school had been alerted about the accident and Sasuke could take the time he needed to get back. But from the looks given by his father, it seemed like it was soon. It was Friday so he'll go back to school on Monday. He also had to reassure his father about still remembering school stuff, as the amnesia only touched his personal memories. Honestly, the brunet was feeling anxious about that but knew he had no choice. It looked like school was very important in this family and Sasuke soon learned that he was the top student of the school. How could a stupid fuckboy like him be a top student ? He just looked dumb with his open shirt and stupid smile and stupid wink. He used to be so ridiculous with the rose in his mouth that he saw in these pictures. Sasuke cringed again putting his hands over his face. He really hated his old self.
"Are you okay ?" asked his mother, softly and sitting next to him. Sasuke gave her a little grimace that was supposed to be a smile and put his attention back to the koi carps that were coming to him. He was sitting on the tatami floor, next to where the small river was passing by, enjoying the little spring wind. She sighed before running her fingers through his hair. He laid his hand on her thighs, letting her do so and Mikoto just had the same expression as she did the time he called her 'kaa-san'. She had tears in her eyes as she kept on cuddling him.
"You used to never let me do this." she just chuckled and Sasuke smiled sadly.
"I must've been a really bad person…" He just trailed off, plunging the tip of his fingers into the cold water. Dozing off, he didn't realize he had fallen asleep again, in his mother's comforting arms.
The next day, Sasuke woke up very late. He was still tired from yesterday. After showering but still in sweatpants, he went downstairs where he saw his mother, sitting on the couch, knitting something while some show was playing on the tv. Her face lightened up as she excitedly patted the space next to her. Sasuke sat next to her, not really knowing what to do or say.
"Your father is busy with work today and Itachi is studying at the library with his friends. He told me he wouldn't stay the whole day as I asked him to take you to Harajuku, maybe you'd recognize some things since you spent all your time there. I would have loved to come but Itachi insisted he'd take you for some brotherly time." Mikoto pointed out, smiling at him. "There's some leftovers if you're hungry." Sasuke thanked her and went to the kitchen, missing the sad look her mother gave him when he turned his back. She was praying hard that he wouldn't recover his memory, she liked him better that way…
"Where the hell are the chopsticks…" he mumbled to no one in particular, opening every drawer and cupboard.
After a few minutes of research, he finally sat down to eat alone in the kitchen. He tried to clean up the dishes but gave up after not finding the sponges and the soap. Sighing, he went to the living room and sat on the tatami, staring at the scenery in front of him just like the past day. It really made him feel better to see those fishes moving like that, they looked free. The brunet sighed and hugged his legs next to his chest. Mikoto gazed at him to make sure everything was alright before returning to her knitting project.
It was almost 3pm when Sasuke heard loud noises outside the house. He was reading a book and his mother had joined him on the tatami, still knitting. His head was resting on her shoulder as she hummed a little song. The noises were now in the entrance and getting closer and closer, starting to piss off Sasuke. He was feeling a little bit more comfortable with his mother and didn't wish to be interrupted.
"Hi Uchiha-san, still as beautiful as ever !" exclaimed an unknown voice, making Sasuke and his mother jump.
He turned around, looking at the source of the noises and the first thing he saw was an annoyed looking Itachi, who was already staring at him with his piercing gaze. The youngest gulped, looking away, feeling the blush getting to his cheeks. He didn't want to admit it but Itachi intimidated him quite a lot. He was wearing a shirt with loose jeans, both black but making him look like a model. He was so absorbed by his older brother that he didn't notice the other people who barged into his house and were responsible for the noise.
"What ? Sasuke is here uh ?" yelled another person with blond hair pointing at him. At first glance, the Uchiha thought that it was a woman but apparently, it was a man with long blond hair. He was wearing oversized clothes and looked younger than the other people. "Isn't he always sleeping off at other peo-"
A red-haired man slapped his hand on the blond's mouth who blushed before tensing up when Itachi shot him a dark red-haired one wore a simple t-shirt and wide jeans, holding a bunch of books in his hand. So they were the friends Itachi went to the library with. Behind them, Sasuke noticed another couple of weird people : a woman with blue hair and heavy makeup, wearing a plain long black dress who was holding another red-haired man's hand. They seemed like a bunch of freaks.
"Can you please stop pointing at me ?" Sasuke finally said, growing uncomfortable under the numerous pairs of wide eyes that were lingering on him.
"Did he- did he seriously say please ?!" exclaimed the blond with a tone that reminded Sasuke how much of a human garbage he must've been before. Itachi was about to speak but he was beat off by the blue haired woman who bowed slightly.
"I am sorry Sasuke-kun, it's just that we were… less to say very surprised to learn that you had… amnesia. Excuse these dumbasses, they are quite blundering when they get at it." She said, giving the boys cold glares. "We're all Itachi's friends from college, even if the blond here, Deidara, is in his last year of highschool. I am Konan, and this is Nagato, my boyfriend and Sasori there, Deidara's… I don't know, let's say partner. Nice to meet you again." Sasuke just stared at them, not really knowing what to say. Deidara approached him, startling him as he looked at him with suspicious eyes.
"Did you really forget about everything ?" The brunet just shrugged, not knowing how to prove his point. "When Tachi-kun told us you had amnesia, frankly I didn't believe him huh. I thought that ya tried to pull another stunt to hurt people because ya were such a self-centered bastard that-"
"Deidara, I told you to stop." Itachi cut him off, looking angry and Sasori approached his…partner (Sasuke guessed) and took him away from the youngest who thanked him, making him freeze. Itachi looked at his brother with a strange look before telling him to go get dressed up to go out.
"Are your friends coming with us ?" he asked, not being able to hold eye contact.
"No." was all he got and Sasuke got up, dragging his feet to his bedroom.
He opened his closet and cringed at the sight of all the ridiculous clothes he had, picking an oversize t-shirt and a tight jean with chains. It felt more like himself than those playboy clothes he used to wear in the photos… Sasuke then went to the bathroom putting his bangs in, not wanting to do his past haircut (the middle part one). He tried to brush his hair but it always went up, nothing like Itachi's soft looking locks. The brunet sighed and put on some white socks with a famous sports logo that made them just ten times more expensive. He sprayed himself with perfume and went down after he was done.
"Who is this !" Deidara exclaimed, with wide eyes. "He used to make fun of me when I dressed up like that huh!". Itachi looked at him, slightly surprised but he said nothing. His older brother's friends were also looking at him weirdly and his mother too. Mikoto laughed before saying that he used to dress with shirts and all, making the girls fawn over him. He rolled his eyes, cringing and went to the shoe closet that he spotted the first time he got into the house. He gagged at the air force one he saw and was glad to find some converse that he obviously didn't wear that much. He was about to call Itachi when he heard some hushed voices.
"I told you he had amnesia ! Why did you act so carelessly !" Itachi said, looking furious.
"Well I thought he was lying for attention or something!" Deidara answered, before plopping himself on the couch. "He was such a bastard to me and Sasori, always callin' us names and all! I just can't believe that he's not more like that. He even made my cousin fall in love with him so he could have sex with her !" He kept on going, getting more and more angry. The blond was now yelling. "I hate the fucking kid! He is so evil that it's fucking hard for me to believe that he isn't all that shit anymore and honestly it's unfair he doesn't remember anything when HE should be the one punished for all the horrible things he did all the time! Things that he fucking got away with only because he's got that pretty face and because he's an Uchiha !"
A loud thud was heard and Deidara turned with horror as they saw the main door closing behind Sasuke who ranaway from all of this. His heart was hurting so much that he stormed off the house, clenching his teeth to prevent himself from crying. After a while of running, Sasuke hopped on the first train until he heard the name Harajuku. That's right, he was supposed to go there with Itachi. He got down at this station and felt completely overwhelmed by the amount of people. His anxiety started rising up as more tears made their ways into his eyes. He shook his head, keeping on walking until he entered a mall to get away from the crowded streets. Sasuke's head started hurting, feeling completely lost, making him curl up on himself.
"You're really a foolish little brother." A deep voice said, making him raise his head, with tears running down his cheeks. Itachi was looking at him softly before he sighed. "You're lucky no one recognized you, you're quite popular here. Join me in a few minutes, I am going to get my car in the parking lot." Sasuke just nodded, sitting on a bench, trying to calm down.
"Oh my god it's Sasuke-kun!" A girl exclaimed before a bunch of them ran towards them. "And he is alone for once! How lucky we are!" Before being able to do or say anything, he found himself cornered by a lot of girls. One of them put Sasuke's hand on her hips, while another kissed him on the lips making him blush.
"You don't have any flowers for us?" asked one of them with light pink hair and a blush. "You usually give me roses everyday because you say they remind you of my name, Sakura…"
That's so stupid, was she dumb or something ? Why would he give her roses if her name is Sakura ?
"Who are you ?" he just asked, not wanting to know what kind of mess his old self put him into. "I have amnesia." The girls looked at him before breaking into laughter that just broke his poor ears.
"Oh my gosh it's true that principal Tsunade talked about you having an accident but we thought it's probably a joke, and babe, with amnesia you're still our prince Sasuke."
The brunet pushed them off while they were going crazy over him. He gulped and tried to run away but there were always more and more coming. "You didn't like our threesome last time ? You never called back Sasuke-kuuun !"
If he stayed more seconds he would throw up. He ran away and hid behind plastic models from a store and when he saw that they were far from him, he took the elevator to the parking lot to make sure he didn't get lost a second time. Itachi was waiting for him in his luxurious car and Sasuke didn't hesitate to enter the car and exhaled loudly.
"I thought I was going to die up there." He said, biting his lips. Sasuke looked at his brother who had a cold face.
"If it isn't the consequences of your own actions."
The brunet didn't answer and put his head on the window. It wasn't what he needed to hear but his brother was surely right. And a threesome ? What kind of disgusting pig was he… And yet, they still loved him ? Those girls had a serious problem… He sighed, looking outside.
"Kaa-san was very worried about shouldn't have stormed off like that, after all you know nothing in this town. I was lucky that a friend of mine saw you getting off at Harajuku." Itachi said, looking at the road and Sasuke felt a little bit guilty. "You shouldn't have listened to Deidara, he still holds some grudge against you."
"The past me isn't me anymore, I don't see why I should pay for what he did." Sasuke simply answered, gazing at Itachi. "I am a new person and I intend for it to stay that way, even if I get my memories back one way or another. " Before the accident, it was easy to guess that Sasuke was far from being a good person. It looked like apart from girls, everybody hated him or couldn't stand him. He also felt like the treatment he got from Deidara was just the beginning…
The older one just looked at him quickly before concentrating on the road again.
"You'll get past it." Sasuke bit his lips again, looking down, his bangs hiding his expression. Itachi raised a brow, not being able to see his face. Sasuke felt so… alone. A deep loneliness and an unknown fear were slowly getting into him as he gazed at Itachi with dark lost eyes that made the older one feel uneasy. Those eyes had no…life.
The rest of the ride was spent in silence as the brunet just wanted to disappear completely.
They arrived at "home", where Sasuke felt nothing more than a stranger and he didn't even thank Itachi that he sprinted away in his room, before letting out a scream. A girl with red pink hair was sitting on his bed, legs crossed. She was wearing a crop top with a skirt and her face blushed and lightened up seeing Sasuke. It was the one from the pictures.
"Baby !" she yelled happily while rushing towards him, hugging him. She then tried to kiss him but the brunet turned his head, making her make out with his cheek.
"Who the hell you are !" Sasuke answered, pushing her away and she looked at him with lovey dovey eyes.
"What the fuck ! It's me Karin, we've been dating for two weeks ! Even if you see other girls, I don't care because I love you so much…" she said, blushing. The more he learnt about his past self, the more he felt disgusted about himself. He was truly the worst person ever ! Karin took advantage of his confusion to kiss him again and this time, she got on top of him, rubbing her ass on his crotch. "Come on, you used to love taking me…We had sex all the time." she purred, getting ready to remove her top but Sasuke pushed her off.
"Get off of me ! I don't even know who you are !" He yelled, curling up on himself, the intense feeling of anxiety overwhelming him.
Mikoto arrived in a rush, alerted by all the noises. Worried, she ran up to her son who was still curled up on himself before taking a look at the other girl who had a bruise growing on her arm.
"I am very sorry for the… situation. Sasuke has amnesia, he doesn't remember anything and he doesn't remember you or the relationship you guys had. I think it's best if you pretend that it's over because he doesn't need that right now." Mikoto said, apologetic while Karin had tears in her eyes. She didn't answer and just got out of the room, seeing Itachi who was leaning against the door of his own bedroom, looking at her with a satisfied expression.
"Forget about him." He just said before she stormed off of the house, crying as she gritted her teeth.
After that event, Sasuke locked himself up in his bedroom for the whole weekend, ignoring his mother's supplications to just eat or get out. He felt safe in his covers, hiding from everybody and the whole world. Naruto also came to visit him but the brunet really just wanted to stay there forever. Or maybe he could beg his parents to let him go study overseas where he knew no one and no one could bother him.
But deep down, Sasuke knew that it wasn't like him to run away from people. So on Sunday night, he sucked it up and went downstairs, feeling a little bit awkward. Fugaku looked at him with wide eyes (the most emotion he saw in that man) while clearing his throat, signaling to Mikoto that her son was there. She just smiled at him but both of his parents looked deeply affected by the situation. He sat in the tatami, in front of them and put his head on the small table.
"I am sorry…" he whispered, closing his eyes. "I'll go to school tomorrow, I won't hide forever." Her mother opened her arms, inviting him for a hug and he didn't hesitate. "I am sorry for the horrible son I was before the accident… I don't want to regain my memories, I was such an asshole." Sasuke's muffled voice resonated in the big living room. Mikoto caressed his hair, not saying anything. She looked at Fugaku who nodded his head.
"We know that you're strong Sasuke. You're my son after all." The head of the family said.
But deep down, his parents just hoped that everything could work out. Mikoto bit her lips, wanting her son to be like that forever. It was probably very selfish but she hoped that Sasuke wouldn't remember anything. It was better for everyone.
