Hey everyone! I know it's been a really long time since I've posted anything here. Life has been life, and things have just gotten away from me, but over the last year, I've really had an urge to come back to my fanfics and work on them some more. This time though, I'm going to be doing things a little different.

I'm actually going to take all my old stories and rewrite them. This story is a rewritten, reimagined version of The Uchihas (which is still up here for now) and just fits in a little more with who am I and how I write now. It's honestly not going to take too terribly much from the old story, but this is going to be a more fully formed idea instead of what I'd had before.

I plan to upload on this 1 or more times a week, just depending on what I can get done in between work and sleep. I really hope you guys enjoy it though, because I definitely have loved writing this and it has just made me passionate for my fanfics again.

Anyway, enjoy!

Warnings: Incest, infidelity

Also, this is a high school AU. Sasuke is 18, about getting close to graduating. Itachi is 23

A Family Affair

Chapter 1

Itachi didn't know why he still bothered to come into the teacher's lounge during lunch to try and work. It had been proven time and again that it was a useless effort when every other teacher - read: Kakashi - was more interested in other things - read: gossiping - during the time.

But Itachi was trying to socialize, in his own way. The principal had mentioned only several hundred times that it would be better if he tried to make some friends, get to know some of the people he worked with on a daily basis. Itachi reasoned instead that he already knew these people, or at least as much about them as he wanted to know, and that should have been enough.

It could never be said though, that Itachi wasn't willing to put forth more effort than he needed to for a task sometimes. Even when it was a waste of his time.

"Did you see that this morning? I mean, we all kind of assumed, but for it to be Naruto of all people…" Kakashi said as he walked into the teacher's lounge, a book in front of his face that Itachi was sure he wasn't reading.

Iruka and Kurenai were tailing him, both nodding their heads.

"I didn't realize that was who Naruto had been talking about when he came to ask me for advice," Iruka commented. The three of them sat down at the table next to Itachi and he only - only - rolled his eyes this time when Kakashi threw his feet up on the table and leaned his chair back. It was a better reaction than last time when...well, when one of them had their chair yanked out from under them and the other wound up with a shoe print on their face.

"He came to ask you for advice?" Kurenai asked. Kakashi looked over the top of his book with his visible eyebrow raised.

Iruka scoffed, "Don't look so shocked!" He swatted Kurenai playfully on the shoulder and she laughed at him. "I'm the counselor and students, believe it or not, do come to me for counselling… I mean, sometimes."

Kurenai laughed again. "Yeah, sure, Iruka, that's why they had to give you a whole extra job to do, because you had so many students to counsel."

"Well what did he come to ask you?" Kakashi asked, wanting to get to the good stuff.

Itachi closed his eyes and silently berated himself for having listened this long. He had papers to grade and a pop quiz to make. He closed his laptop and started piling his papers on top of it, getting ready to head back to his classroom and just hole up there for the rest of lunch.

"What would we all have been worried about, in his situation?" Iruka said with a knowing nod. "Should I do it? Am I going to ruin a friendship? You know, those kinds of things."

"True enough, I just can't believe it would have been him. I wouldn't have thought that Sasuke was, well...his type," Kurenai said. Kakashi nodded in agreement with her.

Itachi stopped, his hand paused above the recycling bin to throw out his lunch container. He looked back at the three other faculty members, but they weren't paying him any mind.

"Yeah, you know-"

"Did you say Sasuke?" Itachi interrupted.

Kurenai and Iruka looked over his way, obviously just now really noticing that he was in the room with them.

"Oh, Itachi," Kakashi said, holding his book back up at eye level. "I forget, Sasuke's your brother, isn't he?"

"He is," Itachi replied through gritted teeth. "Is everything okay?"

"You mean, you haven't heard?" Kakashi asked. Itachi narrowed his eyes and felt like pulling the man's chair out from under him again.

He didn't! He wouldn't, but oh, did he want to.

Itachi took a longer breath in than he probably needed to and then breathed out with a quiet, annoyed, "Obviously."

Kurenai giggled at him, hardly trying at all to cover it up, and Iruka looked at him with an apologetic gaze. Out of the three, Iruka he could at least tolerate.

Kakashi waved his hand dismissively in the air, "Oh, it's nothing really. He and Naruto Uzumaki, they're-"

XxX

"Dating?!"

Sasuke rolled his eyes as he crossed the street on his way home from school. Sakura was running up behind him, screaming the one word at the top of her lungs.

That was all he'd been hearing since he and Naruto had shown up at school together today, holding hands. "Oh, Sasuke, I can't believe you like Naruto!", "Oh, Sasuke, did Naruto put you up to this for a dare or something?", and then a couple, "Dude, I can't imagine you being gay."

Honestly, it was all giving him a headache, and Sakura's continued shouting from behind him wasn't helping anything at all.

"Sasuke! Sasuke, wait up! We need to talk about this!" Sakura yelled again.

Sasuke didn't want to stop; didn't know why he should. But he did. He turned around and watched her jog the last few yards to him with an exasperated look on her face while her arms were full of books.

She stopped in front of him and panted for a minute before she started on, what he figured, would be a tirade. "You and Naruto are dating?"

Sasuke rolled his eyes again and started back off toward home. Sakura fell into step beside him.

"Yes," Sasuke said, "Not that it's actually anyone's business."

"Well...no, of course not," Sakura admitted. "But I'm just confused, is all. I wasn't expecting-"

Sasuke sighed loudly and looked over at her, "You weren't expecting what, Sakura? Me to be gay? For me to like Naruto? Me to-"

"Woah, woah, Sasuke!" Sakura shook her head and held up her hands defensively. All her books fell to the ground and she swore when one of them fell on her foot. "Ouch, ouch, ouch," she mumbled when she stopped to pick them up.

Sasuke looked at her and pursed his lips, wondering if he could get far enough away before she finished picking up her books. No, he finally decided on; he couldn't, and there would be a real chance that she would just abandon her books to go after him. Admittedly, it was a small chance, but she'd done it before and Sasuke wasn't feeling that risky today.

Finally, he bent over and helped her pick up the last few books on the ground. Sakura took them from him with a smile and when they stood back up she said, "I'm sorry, Sasuke. I hadn't meant it like that. I just meant, I wasn't expecting you not to tell me." She shrugged and nodded toward their next turn toward his house. "I wasn't really expecting that the first time you've ever decided to date anyone that I'd find out just like everybody else at school. I mean, I thought we were friends."

"Uuuugh," Sasuke groaned dramatically. The Friend card. Now he felt bad. "Okay, I'm being an ass, but it's been a long day," he said.

"No, you aren't," Sakura argued, "I get it. You wanted your privacy, and you're more than entitled to it, obviously."

"When has anything ever been private from you, or Naruto, for that matter?" he joked. They had all been friends since their early years in grade school, and regardless that Sakura had grown more into her studies over the years since she had her eye on medical school, Sasuke knew he could still go to her for anything.

Sakura laughed and bumped her shoulder against his. "Okay," she said, "Let's get one thing straight, immediately-"

"Other than me, you mean," Sasuke bumped her back with a grin.

"Exactly. I'm super happy for you and Naruto. I'm happy for you, Sasuke. Happy that you found someone and that you're happy." Sakura took a deep breath in and looked at him with excitement, "Okay blah, blah, blah-all that supportive stuff! Now I gotta know! What happened?!"

Sasuke shook his head, he could see the top of his house down the way. "I mean," he said with a shrug, "honestly, nothing. It was...weird, I guess. Naruto kind of talked, you know, more than normal. A lot of rambling."

"That's nothing new," Sakura agreed.

"Exactly," Sasuke continued, "But, man, he was just going on. We were supposed to go to a movie, but when we started getting ready to go, he said he was nervous and then that he didn't want to go. Finally, I just asked him what was up and he just kissed me."

Sakura's eyes widened just slightly, but she nodded. "He's never been one for subtlety."

"Mhm, so after that I made him sit down and actually explain to me what was going on, and he told me he liked me and he had for awhile and well...here we are now."

"Okay, okay," Sakura said, "Don't get me wrong, because like I said, I'm super happy for you, but...man, I really thought this was gonna be a lot more like a fairytale story than just 'shrug, yeah, it happened'."

"Believe it or not, me too," Sasuke said.

They both laughed as they came up to the gate to Sasuke's house, but Sasuke's laugh stopped as quickly as it had started when he looked into the driveway. Sakura turned her attention toward it as well and cocked her head to the side when she saw the somewhat familiar car in the drive.

"Is that…?"

"Itachi," Sasuke breathed out quietly.

"Woah," Sakura said, "It's not like some holiday today and I missed it, right?" Sasuke shook his head, his eyes not leaving his brother's car. "Then why is he here?"

"I have no idea, and I'm a little afraid to find out…"

Sakura hummed and threw an arm around Sasuke in a hug, "I'm going to take this as my queue to leave, but definitely text me once you know why he's here."

Sasuke said his goodbyes to Sakura and started up the walk to the front door cautiously. He hadn't seen much of his brother in the last three years, after all, aside from when he would come visit for a couple hours on holidays, but even those visits had lessened over the years. Even then, Itachi had almost seemed to make it a point to spend as little time with Sasuke as he could when he was over. Which was the complete opposite to how they used to be, before Itachi moved out.

Eyeing the door now, part of Sasuke looked forward to seeing Itachi. The other part though…

Sasuke sighed and opened the door.

"Look who's here!" their mother, Mikoto chimed happily before Sasuke could even take his shoes off.

"Yeah, I saw," Sasuke mumbled under his breath. He took off his shoes and hung his bag by the door.

He would swear to himself later, that when he looked up, he wasn't looking for Itachi. He definitely wasn't trying to catch his brother's eye and see how interested (or not) that he was to see him. He also wasn't actively excited when Itachi actually looked at him. At him, not through. Because there was a difference and Sasuke knew it too well.

"Hi Sasuke," Itachi said, and even though Sasuke didn't want to admit it, he was happy.

XxX

Sasuke laid out in the backyard on the grass, looking up at the stars twinkling off in the distance. He'd texted Sakura hours ago to let her know that nothing was wrong, and his brother had just come over to say hi. She bought that about as much as he did, but Sasuke hadn't been up for questioning Itachi about it too much.

He'd come outside about a half an hour ago, to keep from having an awkward goodbye when Itachi left, also so he could skip the light-hearted comments from their mother about how nice it was to see Itachi and how nice it must be for Sasuke to see his brother every day at school. Which was doubly awkward, since Sasuke had never had the heart to tell her that he and Itachi didn't even speak to each other at school.

"So this is where you've been hiding."

Sasuke leaned his head back and saw, upside down, Itachi sliding the glass door to the backyard closed behind him. He quickly spun around to lean on his elbows as Itachi walked over and sat next to him on the grass.

"I thought you left," Sasuke said.

Itachi shrugged and said, "I asked mom and dad if it would be okay if I stayed for a while to talk with you, and, well, you know that mom wasn't going to say no."

"Yeah…" Sasuke said vaguely with a nod. They watched each other for a moment in silence before Sasuke laid back on the ground to look up at the sky, if only because he had no better place to settle his gaze. It didn't feel right to look at Itachi for too long, because maybe if he did, his brother would disappear again. Maybe if he did, then he'd wake up in the middle of class with a brother who hadn't cared enough to come over "just to say hi."

"I like watching the stars when the moon isn't out," Itachi said. He settled down onto his back in the grass, closer, Sasuke thought as he glanced from the corner of his eye, than he had been a minute ago. "There's just something more calming about it to me."

"I suppose," Sasuke replied, not knowing what to say.

His brother was here, right here and just talking with him as if nothing had ever changed. As if they hadn't been exchanging little more than greetings for three years. As if they hadn't become more or less ghosts in each other's lives. Existing, but invisible.

A feeling started growing in Sasuke's chest the longer they laid there in silence. He thought maybe it was anxiety, but it didn't exactly feel bad. It felt like a bubble, growing bigger and bigger with each passing, frantic thought he had.

What made tonight different from last month, last year, three years ago?

Finally, his hands were shaking and it was hard to breath and the bubble popped. He popped.

"Why did you come over tonight?" Sasuke blurted out suddenly. The pressure in his lungs subsided, but was replaced by something new, something he felt before he'd come in the house after school, something he hated feeling every time Itachi came over. Fear.

The grass rustled when Itachi turned his head to look at Sasuke and said, "Like I said, I wanted to stop by and say hi."

"Bullshit," Sasuke whispered.

Itachi huffed out a little chuckle. "Fair enough," he said, "That was enough to appease mom, but not you."

"So why?" Sasuke asked again, aching to know. To finally have an answer.

Itachi was quiet for a minute, but didn't take his eyes off Sasuke. Sasuke felt his skin grow warm the longer his brother looked at him, but he didn't look back. He didn't want to break whatever spell this was; he didn't want to be the reason that his brother left.

After a while, Itachi said, "I heard that you're dating Naruto Uzumaki."

...What?

Itachi, too?

Sasuke threw his hands into the air. He was angry. Angry and sad. Because this, this, was the reason he was seeing his brother - being seen by his brother - and...it didn't matter.

"That's why you're here? Yes, we're dating! Yes, I'm gay! Are you happy? If you are, then…" Sasuke let out a long breath until it felt like his lungs were collapsing like the stars up above them. It didn't matter, he repeated to himself. "Then, I guess you can go...if that's all you wanted."

"It isn't," Itachi said, "All that I wanted."

"Then what do you want, Itachi? Why, after all this time, after three years, why are you here? You haven't seemed to care up to this point, so what's changed?"

A strange, almost sad smile settled on Itachi's face as he propped himself up on an elbow, even closer now to Sasuke since he turned onto his side. "Funnily enough, I've cared a little too much. Even now. So I guess, that's why I came tonight. And now that I'm saying it out loud, I'm realizing how selfish I'm being."

Hesitantly, Sasuke met Itachi's gaze. He wasn't as worried about his brother suddenly up and leaving now that he'd said what he did and Itachi was still here. Plus, he was curious, so he decided to take his brother's bait.

"Fine, I'll bite," Sasuke said. "How are you being selfish?"

"How much do you care for Naruto?" Itachi asked, unsurprisingly avoiding the question. His brother was nothing if not an evasive talker.

Sasuke shrugged, "We've been friends for...well, a long time. You know, I care for him."

"How much?"

"I dunno. I mean, I care for him...the right amount? What does it matter?"

"Are you in love with him?" Itachi countered.

Sasuke's eyes widened. "Woah, I think it's a little too soon for that. We literally just started dating like two days ago."

"And yet, you still haven't told our parents that you're dating someone," Itachi said.

Sasuke started to sit up, feeling like this had gone a little too far, too fast, but Itachi put a hand on his chest and held him down gently. "Don't worry, I didn't tell them anything," Itachi reassured him.

It wasn't reassuring, but whatever.

"Answer my question," Sasuke said, his voice more stern.

"Then stop avoiding mine. Do you love him?"

"This isn't about me, Itachi! You're the one-"

"Do you love him?" Itachi asked again.

Sasuke grunted in frustration. His brother's hand was warm against his chest and it seeped through his shirt and into his skin. It made that feeling that was and wasn't anxiety spark and spread to his fingertips. Sasuke pushed Itachi's hand off him and the feeling faded with the chill of the evening.

"No! Okay, is that what you wanted? Fine! No, I don't love him! Now would you just answer my damn quest-"

The rest of the statement died on Sasuke's lips as Itachi closed the distance between them with a kiss.

Sasuke stopped breathing for a moment. His brother's lips were warm against his, Itachi's hand was warm where it touched his cheek, his body was warm everywhere that his brother - his brother, his brother! his mind kept trying to remind him - leaned against him.

The kiss was soft and short, too short - not short enough! his mind reprimanded him again - and he had to stop himself from reaching out for Itachi when he pulled away.

"That's how," Itachi whispered between them.

"What?" Sasuke said, his head swimming.

"I was answering your question. That's how I'm being selfish," Itachi's voice was still soft and he just close enough that if Sasuke leaned his head forward just an inch, one tiny little inch, then they'd be kissing again and he'd be warm and his brother would be close to him again.

Too close, his mind warned.

Not close enough, his body urged, the definitely not anxiety pulsing through him.

"Do…" Sasuke said quietly.

Don't say it! Don't you dare say it! His mind screamed.

"Do what?" Itachi asked.

Say it. Ask him. Make him, his body pushed. He was almost uncomfortably warm now, and his body felt like it was ready to burst with something. Something he had never felt this strongly before:

Want.

"Do that again."

And Itachi did. He moved that one, little inch and kissed Sasuke again, not as soft, not as short, not as almost innocent as it had been before. Sasuke returned it, more enthusiastically than he should have, because he obviously shouldn't have at all.

Then hands were everywhere, grasping at hair then skin then clothes the longer that they kissed, tongues battling. Sasuke wasn't even sure what he wanted to do when he slid his hand up Itachi's shirt, but he knew it felt good and he liked how Itachi's skin felt under his fingers.

They broke apart and Itachi pulled off his shirt and Sasuke looked at him under the dark sky and the faint light from the back porch.

The back porch. Of their parent's house.

"Itachi, we should…" Sasuke couldn't actually bring himself to say stop, but he looked back toward the house and he knew that Itachi would understand what he meant.

"They went to bed," Itachi said, "They're on the other side of the house. They won't see us."

Stop. Stop. Stop. While you can still look at yourself in the mirror tomorrow, his mind rang out, more quietly than before.

"Are you sure?" Sasuke asked.

In answer, Itachi shifted and straddled Sasuke before he kissed him again, drawing a moan out of Sasuke as he felt the comforting weight of his brother on top of him. His fingers felt their way up Itachi's pale skin again, tracing the muscles and lines of his body until his arms were wrapped around Itachi completely and pulling him down closer. Pressing them together in ways that Sasuke shouldn't have enjoyed as much as he did.

Itachi moved away from Sasuke with a satisfied smirk on his face when Sasuke groaned out and tried to pull him close again. He gently grabbed Sasuke's arms and pinned his wrists down against the dewy grass above his head with one hand while the other traveled down, drawing invisible lines down Sasuke's neck, over his, regrettably, not naked chest. Sasuke gasped and arched his back when Itachi's hand brushed only almost gently against his straining pants.

"Itachi," he panted softly. "Itachi."

"Tell me what you want," he whispered against Sasuke's ear.

You can still turn back. You can still say no. The voice in his head buzzed, so quiet now that Sasuke didn't even give it a passing thought.

"Please, touch me."

Itachi didn't waste any more time. He undid Sasuke's pants and pulled out his aching cock, smearing the pre-come that beaded at the tip over the head before wrapping his hand around it firmly. That alone caused Sasuke's hips to buck trying to get more contact, more friction, more of his brother and that devilish hand. Itachi was quick to oblige his brother and pumped Sasuke's cock, once then twice, in long, slow strokes.

"Itachi," Sasuke moaned out, straining against the hand that still held him down.

"Patience, brother," Itachi teased. Sasuke groaned and his cock twitched at how erotic that sounded coming out of Itachi's mouth. How wrong, but good, but right. And he wanted more.

"A-again," Sasuke whimpered out.

"Again what?" Itachi tortured him with another slow stroke, squeezing more firmly as he dragged his hand up the shaft.

Sasuke's eyes closed and his head tilted back, exposing his neck. Itachi took advantage and started kissing at his pulse, nipping and sucking softly every few moments.

"Tell me," Itachi murmured against Sasuke's skin with a smirk, "What do you want me to do, brother?"

His cock twitched again and Sasuke knew immediately that Itachi knew what he was doing to him. And he seemed to like it as much as Sasuke did. Sasuke moaned again, louder, hoping vaguely that their parents wouldn't hear them, but not really caring.

"Please," Sasuke whispered, his voice hoarse from pleasure. "Make me feel good… Make me come."

Itachi finally let go of Sasuke's wrists and kissed him again, the hand on his cock thankfully, finally moving, stroking him faster, squeezing gently on every up stroke. Sasuke couldn't stop the moans that poured out of him now, his pleasure mounting. He thrust his hips to match Itachi's strokes as much as he could with his brother still hovering above him. He was getting close. So close, so close.

"Itachi!" he groaned against his brother's lips as he came, arching his back and shooting string after string of sticky, hot come all over himself and Itachi's hand. Itachi groaned back in response to his brother's release as he milked everything out of Sasuke that he could before finally pulling himself away from the sated younger man.

Itachi settled back down next to Sasuke on the grass and looked at him in satisfaction. Sasuke's gaze was a little hazy and his movements slow, but he turned onto his side to look at Itachi better. He didn't know if he would wake up and regret all this later, but while he was enjoying himself, he figured that Itachi should as well and he reached across the space between them and settled his shaky fingers against the button of Itachi's pants.

"You don't need to do that," Itachi said quietly, pulling Sasuke's hand gently away from his pants and painfully obvious erection.

Sasuke shook his brother's hand off of his and grabbed at his pants again, undoing them, "Oh, yes I do, especially after that."

Itachi didn't argue further, instead he helped guide Sasuke's hand into his pants and wrapped his hand around Sasuke's on his leaking cock. Had he not been satisfied and a little sleepy, Sasuke would have argued that he could do this by himself, but he let Itachi lead him and show him what he liked.

Itachi hit his release quickly, Sasuke watching him and the way that his own name formed silently on his brother's lips over and over again. He liked it. Liked it a dangerous amount. Liked it in a way he could get addicted to, if he wasn't already.

XxX

"Itachi?" Sasuke whispered. They'd cleaned themselves up as much as they could and had been laying on the grass in each others arms for the last hour, soundlessly enjoying each other and exchanging soft, sweet kisses every now and then.

"Yes, Sasuke?"

"We should probably go inside soon…" He didn't want to, but he was sticky and colder than Itachi's body heat could help.

"Yes, I guess I should go."

Sasuke's heart thudded painfully in his chest at the words. Go. He was going to just leave again? How long would he be gone this time? Even after all of this, would Itachi even bother to come back?

He squeezed Itachi's arm that was draped across his stomach and leaned up to kiss him desperately, asking - begging - for Itachi to stay.

"You don't have to go," Sasuke suggested. "I can...make up the guest bedroom for you?"

Itachi laughed, running a hand through Sasuke's hair gently. "I don't think I'd be able to control myself if I stayed."

"You wouldn't have to."

"Still, I think it's best I go home. Let you get some rest before school tomorrow."

Sasuke's nails dug into Itachi's arm just slightly when he pulled away and sat up. "So this was it?"

Itachi looked back at Sasuke questioningly, "What do you mean?"

"I mean," Sasuke started, sitting up, "is this it? After three years, I finally see you… You see me, and we do… And now you're just going to leave? And then I'm not going to see you again?"

Itachi frowned slightly then lifted both his hands to Sasuke's cheeks. He pulled Sasuke in for a deep kiss and when they parted he said, "You'll see me again. I promise. You'll see me tomorrow."

Sasuke rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest, "Yeah, at school, where you don't ever talk to me."

"I'll tell you what," Itachi mumbled to himself, reaching into his pants pocket and pulling out a small key ring. He flipped through the few keys on there, squinting in the faint light. "Ah!" he exclaimed, pulling a key off the ring before handing it to Sasuke.

"That's my spare key," Itachi said, "To my house," he felt he needed to add.

Sasuke looked down at the key skeptically. "So what does this mean?"

Itachi laughed, a hearty, happy laugh. Sasuke hadn't heard it in so long that he'd forgotten that Itachi used to laugh like this all the time. Itachi stood up and then pulled Sasuke up off the ground as well. He kissed Sasuke on the head.

"It means that you're welcome any time. Day," he paused and looked Sasuke in the eyes knowingly, "Or night. If that's something that you want, but only if you want it."

I do, Sasuke thought.

"Then what does this mean?" Sasuke asked, gesturing between them and the ground where they'd been preoccupied before.

"This means…" Itachi paused, seeming to think something over. He kissed Sasuke one more time, soft, chaste, with meaning. "That I love you, and I want you to tell me what it means to you."

Sasuke opened his mouth to answer. Itachi put a finger to his lips though.

"But tell me when you're ready, when you've had time to think about it," Itachi huffed out a little laugh and looked him over, adding, "When you've had time to shower."

Sasuke narrowed his eyes at Itachi, but nodded. After all, he couldn't really argue with his brother's logic. Whatever had happened here tonight, it was strange, it was new. It was supposed to be wrong. Supposed to be, but Sasuke didn't feel that way, and that scared him in its own way.

"Okay," he agreed. "As long as I can still see you."

"I promise," Itachi assured him, taking Sasuke's hand in his to give it a brief squeeze. "Now, go inside and get some sleep. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Tomorrow," Sasuke repeated, reluctantly letting go of Itachi's hand to walk back inside, while Itachi went through the back gate to get to the front of the house and his car.

Once Sasuke was in his room and starting to feel warmth flood back into his bones, he grabbed his phone on his way to his closet to change clothes. He'd shower in the morning, he decided. His phone vibrated when he picked it up and he saw a message from Sakura from a couple of hours ago.

"I know you had to have found out more. So, you've gotta spill what happened! It's definitely more than just 'I came by to say hi'!"

Sasuke laughed to himself and tossed his phone onto his bed and put Itachi's house key on his dresser. He'd figure out something to tell Sakura in the morning when he saw her, but boy, how right she was.