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How Did it Come to This?	By : stephfarrow94 Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1584 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N There is a pretty big time-skip in this chapter because it was being such a bitch to write (and personally, I don’t know how I feel about this chapter) and after discussing it with my friend, she said that I might as well do the time-skip so I’m not just plot-padding. So, my friends – enjoy!
The next day had arrived, and Itachi was still angry with Madara. He hadn’t even spoken a word to Izuna, who had done nothing but try and make the moping boy smile when Madara had given up.
Itachi didn’t know what they expected from him – he knew that Madara would be furious beyond belief if Izuna had been kept a secret from him. He also knew that he was hurting himself along with his uncles, but he didn’t care – he couldn’t believe that something this big had been kept from him.
Everyone knew that Itachi was a lonely kid always wondering why he was different from others. A friend or two would’ve been good for Itachi, and it broke both Madara and Izuna’s hearts to have to keep Itachi lonely by hiding the one thing he had always wanted – a brother.
If it were up to Madara, he would’ve brought Itachi over to his sister’s house already and introduced him to his brother – but for some reason, he and Izuna weren’t welcome at Fugaku’s home. Even when he had tried to explain that Itachi was lonely and needed someone, no one would listen to him.
Right now, nothing else mattered to the two older Uchiha other than finding Sasuke and making it up to Itachi – but they knew that it wouldn’t be easy.
“Hey, Itachi-kun…” Madara sat down next to his nephew on the couch, trying his best to get through to the young boy. “Yesterday was pretty confusing, wasn’t it?”
Itachi just ignored his uncle and instead focused on the television. As angry as he was feeling, it wasn’t noticeable unless you knew what to look for – though he kept his face impassive and his emotions under control, his hands kept clenching and his fingers curling.
Madara didn’t give up. “I know that you must be extremely upset with us for hiding this, but you have to understand that it wasn’t our choice… We wanted to tell you, but if we did, your parents would have taken you away from us… We could not live if that happened… We love you so much…”
“…”
“…I suppose I can understand why you’re so angry… All you want is a friend… And then finding out that you could’ve had someone all along… Itachi-kun, I just can’t understand how you’re feeling…”
“You’ve got Izuna,” Itachi muttered, “You’ve always had him. I’ve only ever had you two. I don’t… even understand why I couldn’t live with my parents… Why am I so disliked…?”
“Itachi, it’s not that your parents didn’t want you… It’s…” Madara bit his lip. He honestly didn’t know why Itachi was given to them in the first place. “…Well, I don’t know how to explain it, but… Izuna and I love you like you’re our own…”
“It’s not enough…” Itachi whispered. Madara was sure that if it weren’t Itachi sitting before him, any other child would be crying already.
Madara sighed and pulled Itachi into a tight hold. He rubbed the boy’s back. “Shh…”
“Just leave me alone…” Itachi muttered, pulling away from Madara’s affections. “I just want to be alone…”
Madara sighed, but nodded. He knew that he couldn’t push Itachi. He watched as the boy climbed off the couch and disappeared around the corner of the living room. He couldn’t help the tears that dripped down his cheeks.
How could they have allowed Itachi to be hurt so badly…?
-XX-
Eight years had passed. No one had seen or heard anything about Sasuke during that time. The police had given up on finding him and everyone soon stopped caring and moved on to the next big thing. It seemed that everyone believed that Sasuke would be dead – everyone except for the three Uchiha.
Itachi, ever since that night, had not been on the best terms with either of his uncles. He just could not get over the betrayal he had felt ever since that morning in the kitchen when Madara told him that his parents had been killed.
That was why – on his eighteenth birthday – Itachi did not trust Izuna when the man said that he had gotten him the best birthday present that Itachi could ever wish for.
“What is it?” Itachi asked in his usual cold manner that was reserved solely for his uncles. “I’m busy.”
Izuna smiled in a shy manner, not sure how to go about talking to Itachi – he had not been able to hold a proper conversation with the young man since Itachi had been a child.
“You’ll have to wait and see.” Izuna said. “I promise that you’ll love it. It’s definitely worth your time.”
Itachi raised his eyebrow before turning his gaze back to his group of friends that were sitting at the table in the restaurant, stuffing their faces like pigs. He honestly didn’t understand why his uncle was trying so hard to get his attention when Itachi rarely spoke to him anymore. Did Izuna really miss him that bad…?
“Uncle, I hardly see why you’re doing this.” Itachi said. “I think that you did enough by letting me live my life in unneeded loneliness. Don’t make it any worse than you already have.”
Izuna frowned. He knew that what Itachi had gone through must have been terrible. “…I’m sorry… I’m trying to make it right again…”
“Yeah, well – don’t. Just leave it. Nothing you do will ever make it better again…”
Itachi had turned to leave but Izuna grabbed his shoulder, preventing him from getting anywhere.
“Itachi, please…” Izuna begged. “…We love you so much… You need to trust us… Please… Just this once… If never again…”
“…” Itachi sighed. Izuna had never tried this hard to get his attention before – maybe it really was important…
“Kisame.” Itachi called to the group that he had just walked away from. One man looked up from the table. “Kisame, I have to leave. I trust you to take care of the others?”
The man grinned and nodded before returning to his food. Itachi just gave the older Uchiha a bored stare until they turned and left the restaurant.
-XX-
The drive home was in an uneasy silence. It was even harder when Izuna had lead Itachi to Madara’s bedroom after telling him that Itachi needed to be completely silent.
Itachi had no idea what was going on – until the bedroom door was opened and he found Madara sitting on the large king-size bed, nursing what appeared to be a teenage boy – a teenage boy that was covered in bruises and cuts.
Itachi gasped. Could this… be the boy from his dreams…? The brother that he had never met…? He certainly did look like the boy from the photos he had been given… Such spiky hair and wide, onyx eyes…
“S-sasu… ke…?”
The boy flinched at Itachi’s voice and buried his face into Madara’s chest.
“Itachi, this is your brother…” Madara whispered, petting the boy’s back. “Sasuke, this is Itachi – the man that I was telling you about…”
Sasuke glanced up at his uncle with such wide, fearful eyes and a quivering lip. It was enough to break all three of the older Uchihas’ hearts. He glanced around at Itachi for only a few seconds before turning back to Madara and hiding his face again.
“He’s afraid, Itachi…” Izuna whispered. “He’s been beaten pretty badly…”
“I can see that.” Itachi stated coldly – did his younger uncle really think that he was in the mood for bullshit?
Sasuke let out a whimper that was barely audible. Itachi watched as Madara wrapped his arms around the fragile boy, whispering softly-spoken words into his ear.
Itachi’s heart went back to the times when it would be him in the young boy’s position. He remembered the times he would come crawling to Madara and Izuna after a nightmare and he would find himself wrapped in those strong arms with Izuna telling him a story…
“Uncle…” Itachi whispered. His eyes had a far-away, glazed over look in them. Madara looked to his older nephew. “…Uncle, I… I just…”
Itachi didn’t know what to say. What could he say? His brother that had been missing for eight years had just been found in a seemingly-traumatised state by the two uncles that Itachi was mad at. Yeah, that would make for a great conversation…
“Sasuke…” Itachi whispered instead. He frowned at the way Sasuke flinched and tensed impossibly hard in Madara’s arms. “Sasuke, I’m your brother… Itachi… I just… want you to know… that I’ll always be here for you…”
And with that, Itachi had turned and left to go to his bedroom. He didn’t think that he could stand being in that room any longer. He could only hope that in the morning Sasuke would be feeling a little bit stronger and maybe – just maybe – Itachi could have the one thing that he had always wanted but never had – a brother.
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