A/N: Here goes the first chapter of my ItaSasuMada lol, yeah, so yes, my sick mind has somehow just gotten sicker. I hope you don't mind :/ Basically this fic came about because of my poll, I asked you what pairing for my new one-shot, and you voted ItaSasuMada (sicko's xD) Anywho… I then discovered that I haven't got the slightest idea how to make a one-shot for that pairing and I should just buckle down and make a chapter fic. Sorry one-shot lovers, but that relationship is simply too complicated for my meek mind to capture in one chapter.


"And now here's Sakura Haruno with a follow up on the car accident last week…. Thanks Ino. I'm here at the very spot where Mikoto and Fugaku Uchiha were hit on their way home. Cause of death is blunt force trauma to the head. The murder weapon was, obviously, the eighteen-wheeler that hit them when they were on their way home last week. Their funeral was earlier this morning, where tears of loss were shared by many of their friends and their two sons, Itachi and-"

"Sasuke turn that shit off."

"Why shouldn't we watch it?" The younger raven said with an icy cold tone. He looked up at his brother with hateful eyes.

"Look, I'm sick of you moping around the house like it's everyone else's fault that they died. They should have looked both ways before crossing the street. End of story." Itachi said, walking up to the television and unplugging it.

"It is your fault! If you hadn't been washing the car that night they wouldn't have been walking!"

"I could easily argue that if you hadn't been born they wouldn't have been on their way home from the grocery store. No one else needed tomato juice."

Sasuke's lip started to tremble. "Oh Kami it's my fault."

"It's no one's fault Sasuke. Let's just get on with our lives already, okay?"

"How can you say that so easily!" Sasuke sobbed. "Didn't you love them at all!"

"Of course I did."

"You haven't shed a single tear!"

"I think you've cried enough for the both of us, it's been a week and in another two minutes people will be here from all sorts of adoption agencies trying to separate us. I'm a little more concerned with that at the moment."

Sasuke's face blanked and he got totally still. Then the tears doubled. Itachi just rolled his eyes and picked the eight year old boy up.

"Put me down! I'm not a baby! Put me down you murderer!"

Itachi did put him down. On his bed, then he tucked him in and kissed his forehead.

"We'll get through this Otouto, I promise."

Ding dong!

Itachi sighed and went to get the door. It creaked slightly as he opened it, apparently the hinges were just as worn out as he was.

"Hello, Itachi-kun. You probably don't remember me well, the last time I saw you was very long ago."

"I was five, I remember it very well. What are you doing here?"

"Aren't you going to invite me inside?"

"Wasn't planning on it."

"Have you grown to hate me? That's expected, but I'm the only family you've got left, and I've just adopted you, so I suggest you get used to me."

Itachi went white. "You… you can't… you…no…"

"I did though, you and that beautiful little brother of yours."

Itachi growled under his breath. "You stay the fuck away from Sasuke!"

"I'm afraid that's not something I'm willing to do."

"He's not ready."

"Do you think you'd be readyif I hadn't gotten you started early? I'm glad I did too, you're hitting your prime." The man said looking Itachi up and down with hungry eyes.

"I don't care, you've already corrupted me enough, you can't have him too."

But Itachi was ignored, the man stepped past him with ease.

"Sasuke-kun, come on out, I've got something for you!" The man called sweetly.

Itachi winced. It had started out with kindness for him too. Sasuke came walking sleepily into the room. He had apparently been taking a nap, seeing as he only had on a pair of pajama pants and was clearly just waking up.

"Aniki, who is this man?"

"I'm your uncle, I'm going to be taking very good care of you from now on."

"But Aniki already takes care of me. I don't need a uncle." Sasuke said plainly. Itachi smiled, his brother truly was adorable. Even though he could be a spiteful brat at times, he always showed an immense amount of loyalty to Itachi when other people were around.

"I can take you places and show you things that you've never seen before, and don't worry. Itachi get's to come with us, we'll have such fun!"

Sasuke looked at his brother. "Are we really going with him Itachi?"

Itachi sighed, thinking that maybe if he cooperated enough, Sasuke might just get out of this situation unharmed.


The youngest Uchiha smiled. "Good, then we can stay together, right?"

"Of course you can. Come on now, don't be so awkward, come sit on my lap."

Itachi turned away as Sasuke went to sit on the man's lap.

"What's your name?" The boy asked curiously.

"Uchiha Madara."

"What do I call you?"

"Whatever you want."

"I'll call you uncle Madara."

"Alright, I have something for you, would you like to have it now, or wait until we get to your new home?"

"We're moving?"

"Yes, I don't live in Konoha."

"Oh." Sasuke said sadly. "But… Aniki still get's to come with us, right?"

"Yes, of course."

"Okay. I'll wait and see when we get there."

"As you wish." Madara said.

Itachi frowned and wiped the first tear from his eyes. He had managed not to cry in front of Sasuke this whole week, but this was too much. He knew that he would have to keep Madara extremely distracted in the worst of ways if there was any hope for Sasuke, he didn't mind entirely, the man was very gracious and most of the time he could even be described as gentle the problem was that it was wrong, so, so, very wrong.

"C'mon, I'll help you pack." Madara said cheerfully. Itachi immediately turned around to follow them into Sasuke's bedroom, he knew Madara well enough to predict that nothing too horrid would happen until he had earned Sasuke's trust… but still.

"Itachi, why don't you get the extra suitcases out of my car?"

"Sasuke, come with me, I'm sure there will be more than one."

"Okay." Sasuke said, almost cheerfully.

Madara frowned. This was going to take longer than he expected, the boy still clung to his brother like a babe to the breast. He smiled though, they would come around, sooner than either of them expected.

A/N: So what did you think of the first chapter? I hope you enjoyed, and I hope you take the time to review it and take my poll.

Loved always for reading,