A/N: I do not own Naruto, 'cause if I did then I'm PRETTY sure that Sasuke would just come out and admit that he likes guys (I'm kidding, of coarse…he would never admit it. Not with his attitude  )

According to season-

PROLOGUE

The sun was no longer lingering in the sky, nor was it completely under the surface of the earth. Over the horizon, fragments of light began to tickle the clouds, as they do at 4 o'clock in the morning. Over the hills, through the streets and in the homes that populated the composed city of Konoha, all was quiet. It was peaceful and silent in the beautiful, sleeping city. With only the rustle of the stunningly green bushes and calmingly peach colored sakura trees.

On the far east side of the town, a cream colored building stood slightly higher than the rest that surrounded it. Mimicking its neighbors, the mansion was dim and dark inside with the presence of carefully sleeping bodies within its walls.

Only this house held with it an uneasy and unsettling queasiness in its silence. It was the kind of deep and eerie quietude that would be expected from an abandoned warehouse or a large deserted graveyard.

The cold wind blew once more; softly pushing the small charms placed above the brown, mahogany door and brought with it a large quantity of dark clouds floating in from the south. The smell of rain was easily detectable and the fog that attached itself to the heard of clouds above rolled in impatiently.

None of this seemed to faze the silhouette that emerged from the paved road and noiselessly advanced towards the unlocked entranceway. His head was low and his breathing barely audible as he reached for the brass handle and walked inside the pitch-black room. Once inside, the figure gently lifted his head up, looking into the darkness with sharp, squinting eyes and saw the one he had been expecting to greet him.

The character sat indifferently on the third step of the stairway, one leg over the other comfortably. He started directly into the new guest while resting his elbows delicately behind him on the wooden step just behind his disciplined back.

The intruder subtly moved the back of his left hand over his mouth and looked towards one of the well sculpture corners of the residence, avoiding the others eyes at all costs.

Itachi closed his eyes and shook his head solemnly.

"There is no point in trying to hide it. I could smell it when you were at the end of the road," he said emotionlessly, pushing himself of the stairs with ease and grace. He walked over to the younger boy.

"You understand what you have done, right? You know that there is no way of returning back to the way things were, correct?"

There was a small, comfortable silence before a low chuckle could be heard escaping the shorter, dark haired males lips.

"Don't worry, nii-san. I understand completely," Sasuke said calming before removing his hand slowly from his mouth and revealing a pair of perfectly smirking lips, glistening crimson from a red liquid, and two sharp, ivory shaded fangs.