|How Did it Come to This?
Author: stephfarrow94 PM
As a baby, Itachi was raised by Madara and Izuna, not knowing he had a brother. When Madara and Izuna bring a traumatised Sasuke home after many years, will the younger Uchiha ever trust him?Rated: Fiction M - English - Angst/Romance - Sasuke U. & Itachi U. - Chapters: 3 - Words: 3,166 - Reviews: 10 - Favs: 14 - Follows: 25 - Updated: 11-10-12 - Published: 03-10-12 - id: 7910809
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"Uncle!" Itachi beamed at the sight of his beloved Uncle Madara at breakfast that morning, his ten-year-old mind unable to comprehend the depressed expression on the older man's face. "Uncle, I slept well last night for once!"
Madara glanced up from his coffee, his onyx eyes locking onto his nephew. His eyes were shallow and looked lost, and his hand was shaking – something that Itachi failed to notice.
"That's good…" Madara said softly, scanning his young nephew's form.
"Where's Uncle Izuna?" Itachi asked, sitting down beside Madara and pulling his plate of pancakes close to him. "He promised he would take me shopping today."
Madara sighed and gripped his cup tightly. "Itachi, that won't be happening…"
Itachi frowned at his uncle's words. "Why…?"
"…" Madara sighed. "…Itachi… I'm sorry, but… Your parents died last night…"
"…Oh…" Itachi looked down at his plate, his dark eyes dimming. "Oh…"
"I know that you weren't particularly close to your parents, Itachi, but…" Madara continued on, wishing with all his being that Izuna was still at the house to help out with the situation – but of course, the younger Uchiha was god-knows-wheretrying to track down the whereabouts of their youngest nephew, Sasuke. "…Maybe it's time to tell you something, Itachi…"
"Tell me what…?" Itachi reached out and grabbed his uncle's hand, suddenly afraid of where this conversation was going.
"…Itachi… You wouldn't know this, but… you have a brother…"
Itachi gasped. "I… Brother…?"
Madara nodded. "Yes… A little brother… His name is Sasuke."
"…So…" Itachi gulped, looking everywhere. "…Why have I never been told about him…?"
"…It's very complicated, Itachi…"
"What is happening with him now…? With… our parents…?"
"…" Madara looked away, tearing up. "…Itachi… your parents were murdered… and Sasuke was kidnapped… Izuna is out looking for him, but… We honestly don't know if you will ever get to meet him or not… I am so sorry, Itachi…"
"…" Itachi glared down angrily at the floor, not sure what to do. Without warning, he stood up and pushed his plate away roughly. "I'm going to my room…! I don't want to see you…! Why would you keep something like this from me?"
"It was your parents' idea…" Madara said softly. "…We honestly wanted to tell you… But we couldn't… I'm just so sorry… I never wanted this to happen…"
Itachi looked up at met his uncle's gaze, his eyes burning with anger. "I. Hate. You."
Madara hid his eyes behind his hand, crying as he watched his nephew storm away. He knew that it was their fault, but there was nothing that he could do – why was nothing going right these days?