Sweet and innocent

I'm so poor, I ain't got an Ipod. So, obviously, I do not own Naruto... and if you sue me, the only thing you'll get are an old, but strangely functional pc, many teddy bears, and some milky ways wraps. Nothing interesting, trust me. Fanfiction is my own and true treasure, please, don't take this away from me....

Ages for this chapter:

Itachi: 15
Sasuke: 8
Naruto: 8 (yes, he does comes up in this chapter... and the rest of the story.. things are getting good, aren't they?)

Chapter 1


Itachi opened the door to the small house he shared with his little brother, and froze.

/What is going on here?/ He vividly wondered, looking at the weirdness of his surroundings: no pieces of garments, ninja weapons, toys or scrolls were scattered over the floor, the furniture, or hanging hazarply from anything, the floor, walls, furnitures, it all seemed to shine with its own light. He could even see his silhuette (i know I spelled that wrong, please, someone correct me) on the wooden floor, and it all smelled of citrics and fresh.

A little confused, thinking he went into the wrong house, Itachi walked straight into the next room, the kitchen, and found everything as clean as the other room, with no dirty dishes on the sink or the stove, and on the table, what he confirmed as his food laid there peacefully. Itachi looked into the garden: everything in order, no kunais or shurikens laying on the floor, all the small ornamental trees and flowers they had were looking deep green and healthy, some dripping a freshly sprayed water. For the first time every since he could remember upon arriving home, the house was inmaculate.

/One out of three options: One, Sasuke did something very wrong; Two, Sasuke wants something he could get from me and is laying down the field for it, or three, Sasuke's trying to bribe me into something he knows I don't want to do/

Just then, Sasuke's small steps reached Itachi's trained ear, and they were slow and shy, and so low Itachi had to strain to hear them, as if Sasuke was actually scared of Itachi, which surprised the elder Uchiha, since Sasuke was the one who normally ran to meet with him, usually tackling him nearly to the ground with the force of his hugs. Itachi looked over his little brother, and found himself looking at an unusually shy Sasuke walking towards him, who was blushing lightly, and avoiding his gaze, making the perfect description of the sweetest, most innocent boy Itachi had ever known.

/Alright, then... the answer to my question is all of the above/ The ratoinal part of his mind offered, the one who wasn't thinking just how very... delicious his little brother looked while flushed so prettily.

Sasuke approached his Aniki slowly, if the look on Itachi's face was any indication, then the little boy would have to play his cards very carefully to convince his Aniki of indulging his wishes. He didn't doubt he would find compasion in Itachi, for the care the older Uchiha demostrated was the thing he liked the most about his Nii-san, but that was just for him!! Not that he minded, he loved knowing he held a place of Itachi's heart no one else did, was thrilled and enchanted by that fact, really, but 'this' was still a pressing matter Sasuke wanted to share with his Aniki.

"Aniki..." He hesitantly began, chewing on his lower lip, playing with his thumbs. Why did he have to be so... adorable? Really, any other Uchiha would catalogize Sasuke's attitude as unfitting, but they were all dead, and Itachi, though he never admitted it, not even to himself, found the rare occasions where Sasuke showed this fidgety side of him quite adorable, if not arousing, as though the young boy was asking or doing something forbidden, and just needed the right nudge to get it done. Though in a completely different context, Itachi would be the one to give Sasuke that little nudge.

"Not that I specifically mind, but... why is the house completely clean, my food ready, the dishes washed, the trees watered, and everything is in complete order?" Even if spoken softly, Sasuke even winced at the words. "Sasuke?"

Swallowing the lump down his throat, Itachi saw his little brother's sweet, young face swallow all his fears, fidgeting forgotten, and a look of determination set upon the eight year old face, surprising Itachi a bit, and also triggerin his curiosity: What could be so important to make his sweet Otouto to react in such a way.

"Come with me, Aniki" sasuke softly said, and took Itachi's larger hand in his own, before walking back into the house, leading his Aniki to his room. Itachi followed the little boy, more intrigued than ever, a part of his mind relishing the innocent touch of their hands. He rarely ever touched his little brother, more out of fear of succumbing into his forbidden desires, so the skin to skin contact was quite rare between them.

They reached Sasuke's room, and the little boy opened the door, pulling Itachi in, and what met Itachi's eyes was something he had never been expecting:

Upon Sasuke's a little boy, probably around Sasuke's age or younger, rested peacefully, his body covered by Sasuke's blue sheet from the waist down, and his young chest was covered with some clumsily put bandages, just as were his right arm, and he had a band aid on his left cheek.

"What... is this??" Itachi asked, more shocked than anything else, not paying the least of attention to the boy on the bed, but staring straight at his Otouto, who cringed under the hard stare.

"Aniki... he's a classmate of mine... I found him coming back from the academy, some bigger kids were beating him up, so me and another kid went to help..." Sasuke explained, a bit of uncertainty in his voice, due to the hard stare, but his tone was firm, as if he knew he had done the right thing. Itachi knew Sasuke was sweet, but he never thought the little kid wanted to be a public saior. "we got to scare the bigger guys, but he was unconscious, so I thought I should bring him here to take care of him..." The firm tone was lost, and Itachi knew this wasw the moment where Itachi would know what Sasuke really wanted. "Aniki.... can we keep him?"

It was so soft, so low, Itachi nearly didn't catch the question, but he did, and he blinked, once, no, twice, while trying to assimilate his brother's intentions. Keep him?!?!?

"Sasuke, this kid is not a dog, we can't 'keep him' as you put it" Itachi softly scolded him, coming to his knees, so he would be on eye level with his brother. "Listen, we need to take him to the hospital, so someone takes proper care of him, and you can't take people into our home, Sasuke, what would the kid's parents think? that we kidnapped him, or something?"

Itachi asked his little brother, softly grasping his shoulders, praying that reason would reach his brother's ears, and this madness would end as quickly as it had begun. But Sasuke didn't meet his brother's eyes, he was looking down, to the floor, and his voice was really soft when he answered.

"He doesn't have any" Sasuke said. "Aniki.. .he doesn't have any parents. I heard him talking to our sensei, and I know he doesn't have any parents, no body comes to pick him up from the academy, and no one takes care of him... he's all alone, Aniki, that's why I brought him here, cause at the hospital, no one would take care of him." Then, Sasuke looked up, and his eyes were watered, tears pooling slowly at the corners. Itachi was taken back, the only time he had ever seen Sasuke crying was at their parent's funeral, other than that, his sweet Otouto wouldn't cry for anything meaningless to him. "Please, Aniki... let him stay, if only until he feel betters"

Defeated, but not quite admiting it yet, Itachi stood, and for the first time, took a good look at the kid on his brother's bed. He had been right, the child should be around his brother's age, if not younger, for his was small and somewhat cute, what with his lips forming a pout even while sleeping, and he had a mop of spiky blond hair, which looked soft and shiny, even with the bit of dirt on some strands, and on his cheeks, the most curious whisker-like scars, whihc made him look like a pouting, cuddly, little kitten just waiting to have you scratch him behind the ear, those who would purr if touched the right way. Itachi felt an all too familiar pull on his groin. /Oh, god, Itachi, you don't even know him, and he's turning you on! I think I'm going soft.../

"Get me some more bandages, these are not well done." Relieved, Sasuke smiled, knowing his big brother had accepted the other boy. "What's his name, Sasuke??" Itachi asked, while Sasuke looked for the first aid kit in the adjoining bathroom. Sasuke's voice came out trembly and shaky from the other room.

"I don't know, Aniki...."

"Sasuke.. you brought a stranger into our home" It wasn't a question, it was a statement, but to Itachi's surprise, Sasuke ran out of the bathroom, no aid kit in hand, flushed with determination, facing him head on.

"Na-ah... I just, never got to speak to him, but I know him, he's a good kid... he- he- he's just a little troublesome, and sometimes slow on learning, but that's all! He even dreams to become Hokage" Itachi looked at Sasuke, surprised. Why was Sasuke reacting this way to this kid, a kid he didn't even know. /Could it be??/

"So, you've never spoken to him" Again, not a question, but a statement. Blushing, Sasuke shook his head no. "Yet you know he's got no parents, how his troublesome, and a little slow on the learning... You even know he dreams of becoming a Hokage" Sasuke nodded.

Itachi took it all into consideration, and for a single moment, the idea of throttling the boy in his sleep became quite tempting. /Sasuke has a crush on him.../ On this kid, who he didn't know who he was, where he lived, how he was... his little brother was so infatuated, he had even stood up to Itachi, to get to take care and protect his childhood crush.

Itachi never thought it could happen, that someone would overcome his figure before Sasuke, not at such a young age. He wasn't a fool, he knew his sweet Sasuke would grow, and fall in love, but never this fast, and never for a boy!! a Male! His little Sasuke was showing homosexual tendencies at eight years, for someone who was not him. /What the fuck could he see in this boy?/

"Urgh..." A groan caught both Uchiha's attention, and it was with little interest that Itachi saw the boy on the bed waking up, rubbing his forehead, and then wincing as he moved his injured man. "Oh, man... someone remembered to pick my teeth??"

Surprisingly, he found the voice to be light, light and almost rythmical, as if the kid had a tune inside himself and spoke with it. Then, his eyes opened, and Itachi found himself captive of the bluest he had ever seen in his life, first, staring up at him in confusion, then recognition, then shock and excitement. "Sasuke??" Came a timid, soft voice.

"No... Itachi. Sasuke's big brother" The kid's blond eyebrows drew together in confusion, as if digesting the information, and his face became a perfect description of what disorientation would be. Itachi wondered, was it just the beating, or this kid was always so expressive?

"I didn't know he had a big brother..." pouty lips mumbled, then itachi felt himself abandoned as those captivating eyes left his, and scanned the place slowly, until they settled on Sasuke, who was by now on the other side of the bed. "I'm pretty sure you're Sasuke... or he's got a twin, too??"

"No, baka" Sasuke answered, smiling at the boy's confusion. "I saw those guys hit you, and decided to help, then brought you to my place, to take care of you" Blues eyes widened, filled with surprise and gratitude, so much Itachi felt himself inflated with pride, even if the look wasn't directed at him.

"Really??"

"Yes... Sasuke thought it bbest if you were here while you got better" Then, those eyes met his again, and Itachi resisted the urge to reach ot and pet the boy, see if he would really purr and cuddle to his hand, just as would the little puppy he looked like.

"Thank you... but, I don't know your name"

"Itachi" Then, the kid smiled, and it was as if the sun had entered through a window, and settled upon his face, for the smile seemed to shine, and his eyes softened, filled with emotions.

"Arigato... itachi-san" And then, Itachi knew it, he knew just why Sasuke became so infatuated with the kid, for he was frightenly feeling it as well.