Oh, well. You see, do you. Of course, Itachi sees. He saw. The whole fucking thing, the whole thing he just dreamt which was -
Better not to think of things like that. Better to turn over, close your eyes, go back to - Sasuke doesn't even finish this thought because come on. Come on, at some point, even Sasuke has to learn, even Sasuke has to figure himself out enough to know that no, he is not going back to bed. No, he will not turn over. Go back to dream of something better. Something that doesn't end in a place like that. Or to dream of nothing, which might be preferable. But he won't.
I see. Well, so he does. He sees, and thinks, and what does he think? That is what concerns Sasuke. Seeing - Itachi sees everything regardless. But now that he sees, he is thinking. Thinking what. Who knows, but what he is saying is I see, and he is saying it in that tone. That tone, that voice, that push-him-against-the-wall-and-lean-in-close, with his mouth right against Sasuke's ear, and he tells him, you lack hatred - that voice.
But he told himself he wouldn't fear. He told himself that he wouldn't shy away from this. No, not even this. This anger is his brother as well, and so he'll face it.
Also - besides which -
It's unfair, isn't it. When Sasuke knows that he just - what, yesterday. Just crawled off with that other bastard.
Fucking. Itachi.
Sasuke doesn't bother waiting for the Hitomi to repair itself. Itachi's room isn't far enough off to talk over this thing anyway. And Sasuke always prefers to see him face to face. So - he opens the door himself. Stands with his arms hanging above his head, hands on the doorframe, because he is not - not - threatened by Itachi right now. No, he is not. This is Sasuke not threatened by Itachi one. Fucking. Bit.]
Itachi.
[He could leave it at that. Maybe he will. Maybe he will just -]
Oh, well. You see, do you. Of course, Itachi sees. He saw. The whole fucking thing, the whole thing he just dreamt which was -
Better not to think of things like that. Better to turn over, close your eyes, go back to - Sasuke doesn't even finish this thought because come on. Come on, at some point, even Sasuke has to learn, even Sasuke has to figure himself out enough to know that no, he is not going back to bed. No, he will not turn over. Go back to dream of something better. Something that doesn't end in a place like that. Or to dream of nothing, which might be preferable. But he won't.
I see. Well, so he does. He sees, and thinks, and what does he think? That is what concerns Sasuke. Seeing - Itachi sees everything regardless. But now that he sees, he is thinking. Thinking what. Who knows, but what he is saying is I see, and he is saying it in that tone. That tone, that voice, that push-him-against-the-wall-and-lean-in-close, with his mouth right against Sasuke's ear, and he tells him, you lack hatred - that voice.
But he told himself he wouldn't fear. He told himself that he wouldn't shy away from this. No, not even this. This anger is his brother as well, and so he'll face it.
Also - besides which -
It's unfair, isn't it. When Sasuke knows that he just - what, yesterday. Just crawled off with that other bastard.
Fucking. Itachi.
Sasuke doesn't bother waiting for the Hitomi to repair itself. Itachi's room isn't far enough off to talk over this thing anyway. And Sasuke always prefers to see him face to face. So - he opens the door himself. Stands with his arms hanging above his head, hands on the doorframe, because he is not - not - threatened by Itachi right now. No, he is not. This is Sasuke not threatened by Itachi one. Fucking. Bit.]
Itachi.
[He could leave it at that. Maybe he will. Maybe he will just -]
Do you have something to say to me.
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