Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ The Brother I Once Was ❯ The Brother I Once Was Pt. 4 ( Chapter 4 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

Later that day, Itachi was released. The doctors gave him a small bottle of medicine to heal up the nerves damaged by the kunai and to ease the pain. The small weapon had gone in farther than he thought. It had even cracked a part in his shoulder.

Itachi sat down under the large tree in the back yard. He closed his eyes and let the breeze blow his hair lightly around. The dream would not leave his mind. He thought back to Sasuke, the way he had carelessly charged at him, said he loved him like he did any other day, then the blood splatter all over the floor. But what haunted Itachi most about the dream was Sasuke's eyes right before he had killed him. So inoccent and loving.

"Sasuke...." He whispered to himself,groaning slightly as he tried to shake the thought.

"Yes,Brother?" Sasuke peered out from behind the tree.

Itachi blinked. "Oh, Sasuke. I didn't know you were there"

Sasuke nodded and stepped out next to him. He had a glass of water in his hand and a small white pill in the other. "Here...It's almost time for you to take it anyway...I figured I'd save you the trouble of moving around to get it..."

Sasuke handed him the pill and the water. Itachi downed it then sighed. "Thanks, Sasuke" He put his hand on his brother's head and smiled.

"Itachi...." The younger brother whispered. "I used the Sharingan..."

Itachi looked at him for a moment. "You...did....?" He didn't remember seeing it.

"When you got hit by the kunai I felt something odd...like chakra surging in my body...I knocked down those kids...then when I went to get help...the guy told me that my eyes were blood red...That my Sharingan was activated..."

"Have you shown father yet?"

Sasuke shook his head. "I can't do it. I've tried but Ican't get them to activate again...Ah! I forgot! I'm sorry big brother I have to go down to the academy!"

Itachi smiled. "It's alright. Go ahead." and with that Sasuke ran off.

Itachi folds his arms and leans back against the tree. Before he could even close his eyes his father comes out and stands next to where he is sitting. Itachi looks up at him. "Hello, Father..."

The man looks down at him with his usual expressionless face. "Itachi. You have a mission to go on tomorrow. Make sure you are ready first thing in the morning."

"But..Father!" Itachi put his hand over his left shoulder. "I can barely move my right arm! I won't be able to go on a mission first thing tomorrow!"

"You are going. You don't really have a choice in the matter. Your arm will be healed enough by tomorrow morning to go on a mission. Now, get inside and get your gear around. Not only do you have a mission to do the Hokage also has a list of things for the Anbu to do tomorrow. It is going to take you probably until night fall to complete everything if not more. Once you are done there come straight to the police HQ. I have a few things for you to do around there."

Itachi's mouth was opened slightly in disbelief "But...Father!!! I can't do all that in this condition!!"

"You will do as you are told, Itachi!!" His father snapped. "Now go in and get your stuff around!!"

Itachi stood up shakily and walked as fast as he could back to his room. He slammed the door shut tightly. Itachi growled angrily. He truely was in no condition for all that was required of him the next day. The pressure of being a shinobi and an Anbu, not to mention the eldest son of the police cheif was overwhelming sometimes. But out of that lied something he was happy about. Being a big brother wasn't stressful at all. He could do that without a problem. But constantly going on missions, being called to hunt down criminals, help with police work...wore greatly on Itachi physically.

Itachi picked up his Anbu uniform and stared at it for a moment. His eyes widen and he drops it all to the floor, his hands shaking a bit. "That...damn dream...." He swore looking down at it again. Sasuke's face flashed back into his mind. 'Itachi...I....love you, brother.....' The little face echoed in his head. Itachi closed his eyes and shook his head. He thought back to what he had to do the next day and his Sharingan turned on. The dream fled his mind for a moment as the hate for his father started to boil up inside him.

"He thinks I can do everything.....Some things aren't as easy as others....I'll show him that...."

Itachi reaches down and picks up his sword. Leaving the rest of his uniform on the floor. He carries it out to the back porch, then down the steps and into the yard. He carefully pulls it out of it's sheath and raises it above his head. "Father...." and with a firm grip he brings it down sharply....