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Is This What You Wanted?	By : stephfarrow94 Category: Naruto AU/AR > General Views: 2286 -:- 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.

Chapter List
- 1-Is This What You Wanted?
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  “Sasuke, do you feel better?” Itachi asked for the third time since Sasuke had gotten into the car. They were almost home but that only made Itachi all the more concerned – if their parents were still at home and Fugaku knew what had happened... “Is there anything that I can do? Do you want to go to a doctor? Get an ice cream? What about –“
“Shut up, Itachi.” Sasuke snarled. “I hate hearing your fucking annoying voice. I just want to sleep.”
Itachi’s eyes welled with tears but he nodded anyway. “Okay… My apologies…”
Sasuke shot a dark glare at his brother before resting against the door and closing his eyes. It felt like only seconds had passed before Itachi slowed the car and parked in their driveway. Itachi was quick to turn the vehicle off and run around to Sasuke’s side to open the door for his brother.
Sasuke didn’t say a word as he grabbed his bag and walked towards the house.
“Sasuke, how do you feel?”
   Sasuke clenched his fists as his brother opened the front door for him. Couldn’t Itachi understand that he wasn’t a baby? He spat at Itachi’s feet before stepping into the house and going upstairs to his bedroom, leaving a heartbroken Itachi behind.
As Sasuke stepped into his bedroom, he threw his bag down on the ground and sat on the bed, just staring at his hands. He didn’t understand why he could see blood all over them, but he knew that he hadn’t done anything to get blood on them today.
“Am I seeing things…?” Sasuke whispered to himself. He growled before shaking his head. “No… I’m not crazy… I-I’m not crazy at all… But fuck, am I tired…”
Having said that, Sasuke closed his eyes and laid down onto the bed. He was just about asleep, but a knock on his bedroom door startled him into the world of the conscious once again.
“What the fuck do you want now?!” Sasuke screamed, throwing his pillow at his door. “I was just about asleep, you fucking bastard!”
There were a few sobs from the other side of the door before Itachi’s tentative voice sounded. “…May… May I come in for a minute…?”
Sasuke sighed. He grabbed at his hair and ripped in frustration. “Fuck off!”
“But, Sasuke, it’s important…”
“Whatever! I don’t fucking care!”
Sasuke watched the door handle turn before the door was pushed open slowly. Itachi stood awkwardly in the doorway, hesitating badly before actually stepping into the room.
“Sasuke, our parents have gone away for the weekend…” Itachi whispered, his voice shaking. It was like he was terrified that Sasuke was going to attack him with a knife. “…They’ve left me in charge, and…”
Sasuke groaned and rolled his eyes. “You? In charge? Wow… I don’t leave my room so what point is there in having you babysitting me?”
Itachi looked down at the ground. “…I-I apologise, Sasuke… I just wanted you to know…”
“Yes, and now that I know, there’s no point of you still being in my room! You’re in my space, fuckface!”
“Sasuke, wait – I --!”
Itachi had tried to say more but Sasuke was quick to get off his bed and shove him out of the door. He winced when the door was slammed in his face. Tears dripped down his cheeks and he found it almost impossible to stop himself from breaking down. He didn’t want to disturb Sasuke more than he already had today, so he dragged himself downstairs to cry in the living room.
Sasuke, however, was in no mood for tears. He lay back down on the bed and closed his eyes, falling deep into a fitful sleep.
-XX-
“Mmm!”
Sasuke stifled a small yelp as he shot up in the bed, cold sweat dripping down his face as he panted heavily. He had awoken from a horrible nightmare. He didn’t know why he always got so scared – he was used to dreaming about his childhood. He was used to dreaming about the time that his father had slaughtered his dog right in front of him when he was barely seven, about how his father would always drag a screaming Itachi out of the house and into the car to take him away somewhere – about how Itachi was the only protection he had ever had from his father.
Itachi had always been there for Sasuke when no one else was. When they were younger, Itachi would always wrap Sasuke in his arms and try to protect his brother from their father’s rage – even if it meant giving himself to Fugaku to keep Sasuke safe.
Sasuke wiped at his face, trying to relax his breathing. He looked up into the mirror that hung above his desk. He wasn’t surprised to see his face was pale from fear.
“I need a drink…” Sasuke whispered to himself, only just now aware of the pain in his throat.
Getting to his feet, Sasuke walked slowly out of his bedroom. He glanced at Itachi’s door that was just down the hallway, trying to figure out if the older male was in there or not -- the door was closed as it usually was.
“Stupid idiot’s probably sleeping…” Sasuke rasped, rubbing his sore throat.
The young Uchiha continued on his way down to the kitchen, but he soon stopped at the top of the stairs as his brother’s quiet laugh resonated throughout the air. He raised an eyebrow in curiosity – Itachi never laughed anymore. Not unless…
“Mmm, Itachi-kun, you’re so wonderful…”
Sasuke’s jaw clenched. So he was right – Itachi’s bitch was here, after all…
“Not as wonderful as you, Konan-chan…” Sasuke heard his brother reply in the quiet tone he held with everyone.
Sasuke narrowed his eyes as he stormed down the stairs. He didn’t like it when Konan came over because Itachi was always happier when she was around. He didn’t like seeing the smiles on the elder’s face or the small laughs that Itachi would let out when he felt totally at piece with the older woman.
“Konan-chan, I – Sasuke?!”
Sasuke smirked when he appeared in front of his brother and the blue-haired woman. He was glad he had arrived when he did – he had seen that Itachi was about to kiss Konan – and there was no way in hell Sasuke was going to let that happen.
  “…Sasuke, what’s wrong…?”
“Get her out…” Sasuke rasped, pointing to Konan. “I hate her… Get her out of my house!”
“Sasuke, calm down…” Itachi whispered, grabbing his girlfriend’s hand and pulling her closer to him on the couch. “Konan-chan, go upstairs into my room and lock the door, okay?”
Konan nodded. She knew what Sasuke was like. She left the scene fairly quickly.
Itachi, however, was now cowering once again before his brother. “S-sasuke… P-please…”
Sasuke tilted his head to the side, smirking in delight. He absolutely loved the feeling of power he got when he made his brother crumble before his feet.
“What’s wrong, Itachi…?” Sasuke said in a scratchy voice. He reached up to massage his sore throat. “Now that your bitch is gone, you can’t stand up to me…?”
Itachi bit back a whimper as he stared at the ground beneath him. His eyes filled with tears. “…Your throat…”
Sasuke raised an eyebrow. Why would Itachi bring up something as trivial as a sore throat at a time like this?
“…Does it hurt…?”
Sasuke snarled before he kicked his brother in the face. “Why can’t you just leave me alone…? Why do you always insist on worrying about me…? I fucking resent your fucking existence, Itachi, and all you do is concern yourself over me… I. Wish. You. Were. Dead.”
Itachi bowed his head, but Sasuke knew that he was crying because the elder’s shoulders were shaking uncontrollably and tears dripped down onto the carpet. He grabbed at the white carpet beneath his fingertips, needing something to keep him grounded.
Itachi gulped, closing his eyes. His voice only came out as a broken whisper. “…I can’t leave you alone, because… despite everything… You’re my brother… And I love you more than anything…”
“Shut up!” Sasuke screamed, kneeling beside his brother and punching the older Uchiha in his already-bloody face. “I hate you! I hate you! I hate your fucking guts! I don’t care if you’re my brother – I still wish that you die a horrible, slow death!”
“…Sasuke…” Itachi’s sobs came more freely until the young man collapsed completely to the floor in a hysterical, bleeding mess. “…Sasuke…”
Sasuke just stared at his pathetic brother. He sneered. “I don’t like it when Konan comes over – she makes you happy. I like you just like this – a weak excuse for a human.”
And with that said, Sasuke left his brother on the ground as he continued on his way to the kitchen, intent on soothing his burning throat.
-XX-
“Itachi-kun, you’re hurt…”
Sasuke cracked his eye open at Konan’s voice. He smirked as he heard the worry in the woman’s voice.
“K-konan-chan…” Sasuke had never heard Itachi sound so pained before. “Konan-c-chan…”
“Let me help you…” Konan whispered. Sasuke could hear the squeak of bedsprings, indicating that she must’ve gotten up from the bed. “Your mouth is bleeding so badly…”
“K-konan-chan…” Itachi had started to cry again now. “…I hate my life… I just want to die… Sasuke hates me… I love him so much… I just want to die…”
“Itachi-kun, no! You can’t…”
Sasuke smirked at Itachi’s confession. He closed his eye again, blocking out the voices as he drifted back to sleep.
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