How Did it Come to This? | By : stephfarrow94 Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1584 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A week had passed by since Madara and Izuna had brought their youngest nephew home. The boy seemed more focused on Itachi than he was on his two uncles, almost as if he had more trust in his brother.
Itachi, in return, showed as much love as he could to Sasuke, but things weren’t always that easy; Sasuke was afraid of him, and it seemed that no matter what Itachi did, his brother would be startled by him, one way or another.
Madara noticed this, and tried to help as much as he could.
“Why don’t you take him into town?” The oldest male suggested during lunch. “Show him around.”
Itachi nodded, knowing that it was a good idea – it all just came down to whether or not Sasuke would cooperate.
“Would you like to come into town with me, Sasuke?” Itachi suggested, resting his dango on the plate. “We can go shopping. Would you like that?”
Sasuke just stared at his plate as he nodded, not feeling comfortable enough to speak. He flinched as his brother stood up, but he made no other movement.
“Come on, Sasuke.” Itachi was gentle as he helped his brother to his feet. Sasuke shivered beneath his touch, but Itachi understood; he understood everything. “I’ll go pick out some clothing for you to wear. How about that?”
Sasuke nodded again, his eyes staring blankly around the room. He was unsteady as he was guided up the stairs, and he would have fallen had his brother not been supporting him.
It was soundless between them, Itachi not knowing what to say, and Sasuke as silent as ever. Itachi could never blame him; not ever.
Leading Sasuke into the boy’s bedroom, Itachi rested him on the bed. He moved towards his sibling’s wardrobe, opening it to find some nice clothing for the younger to wear.
“Do you like these?” Itachi held out a short-sleeve black t-shirt and grey shorts. His eyes conveyed his hope at an answer but, as he should have expected, Sasuke just looked down to the bed and picked at the stitching.
Itachi withheld his sigh as he walked back over to the bed, laying the clothes down beside his brother. “Put those on. I’ll be right outside, little brother.”
Sasuke robotically grabbed the clothing that had been assigned to him. His onyx eyes stared blankly at it for several seconds, waiting until he heard the click of his door before he even considered changing out of his pyjamas.
Itachi had periodically checked his watch as he waited patiently for his sibling to exit the room, but it wasn’t until close to fifteen minutes had passed before the younger did.
“Is there anywhere in particular you would like to go, Sasuke?” To be honest, Itachi really wasn’t sure if Sasuke had even been in town, much less know what kind of shops there were. “Maybe you would like some new clothing?”
The younger male shrugged, as if he didn’t care either way. Itachi just nodded to himself, leading the boy downstairs and out of the house.
~~XX~~
Sasuke didn’t seem as bothered by the crowds of people as Itachi had expected; the boy was standing placidly by his side, his small fingers gripping the black jacket the taller male wore. Itachi was relieved for this behaviour; he wasn’t sure if he would be able to cope with Sasuke having a breakdown in such a busy place.
“We’ll go and have a look at some clothing for you.” Itachi knew that Sasuke’s wardrobe was scarcely filled; it wouldn’t hurt to buy some more material for the small boy. “After that, we can go and finish off our lunch in the food court.”
Sasuke’s eyes stared blankly around him as he followed Itachi past the hordes of people, shivering when they brushed against him. Part of him knew that his brother wouldn’t hurt him, so he trusted the older male to keep him safe here. He knew that Itachi was different from the people who he had lived with up until Madara and Izuna took him away; Itachi was kind.
“Just in here, Sasuke.” Itachi guided the weaker male into the nearest clothing store, leading Sasuke into the men’s section. He browsed for a few seconds, his calculating mind piecing together the puzzle that was what would suit Sasuke best.
Eventually, the older male handed his brother a few shirts with matching pants. “Go try these on.” Itachi pointed to the changing rooms, watching the abused male walk to them.
As expected, Itachi was waiting for a while before Sasuke came back out, wearing the clothing he had come here in. He held one pile of clothing whilst silently giving the other back to the stronger male, his blank eyes giving no hint as to what he was thinking.
“Are those the ones you like?” A slender finger pointed to the clothing Sasuke held. He smiled as the younger nodded, going to put back the ones he himself had.
Sasuke followed as Itachi led him to the registers, placing the neatly-folded pile on top of the counter. He listened to the soft buzzing of the scanner, observing the way Itachi and the cashier interacted. He ducked his head a few minutes later once the transaction was complete, taking the bag he was handed.
“Would you like some lunch now?” Itachi placed his hand on the small of Sasuke’s back as he guided his sibling towards the escalator, taking him upstairs to where the food court was located.
Sasuke shrugged again, as if he didn’t care where they went. Part of Itachi knew he didn’t care, but he couldn’t let that deter him from his mission of trying to help heal Sasuke.
“I think tofu sounds good for now.” Itachi smiled down at his younger brother, hoping the boy would eat it. “Let’s have tofu for lunch.”
Sasuke nodded. He followed automatically and, just a few minutes later once they had sat down at a table with their lunch, poked at it. He sighed softly, not feeling very hungry, but at the same time appreciating the kind gesture from his brother.
“You don’t have to eat it if you don’t want to.” Itachi smiled at Sasuke, trying to bring comfort the damaged male.
Sasuke nodded, pushing the plate away. He turned to watch the people around him warily, curious about what they were doing with their lives. He hadn’t known much other than abuse, but Itachi was quickly teaching him that there was more to life than just that.
The boy couldn’t be entirely sure, but he felt as if he was forming a bond with Itachi, one that he could see many of the people around them shared with someone else.
Whether or not he was, Sasuke could see that Itachi was trying to form one with him.
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