Author's Notes:

Chapter 3 of the what i'm sure many thought was dead Riding In Cars with Boys.

This chapter mainly focuses on the very odd Uchiha family of Konoha. And their apparently very non uchiha ways.

Ages-

Sai& Sasuke- 16
Haku- 17
Tobi & Obito- 27
Itachi- 21
Orochimaru- 47
Madara- 45

Riding In Cars with Boys- Chapter 3

Sasuke sat on the couch with his cousin for another twenty minutes as they continued watching TV until Haku returned.

Sitting on the last cushion of the three seat couch, Haku straightened his skirt again quietly making no move to question why he and Itachi had come to live with him nor seeming to mind his presence.

Later that evening a little while before dinner the front door opened. The teens had gone their separate way to begin doing homework in the study which was directly to the left of the kitchen. It had been designed that way so Orochimaru could watch his children as they studied and played while he attended to meals and his experiments.

A little while later Haku and Sasuke departed upstairs without Sai who had remained behind to finish a reading assignment. As the sunset, the door opened to reveal Madara Uchiha dressed in a light winter coat with black gloves in a pair of matching black slacks. He stood in the doorway for a moment surveying his home from the foyer; his long black hair freed from its bonds now that he was off duty and hung in wild spikes down his backside. His crimson eyes surveyed the room through a complex looking black pupil that appeared to almost rotate as he looked around. He moved from the foyer into the house closing the door behind him. People had considered Madara to be ruthless and cut throat when it came to his profession and personality. He was brutal when it came to making judgments and calls and he showed no hesitation when it came to dealing with hostage situations and the like. He was cold towards all those around him even his children. He was in short, a typical Uchiha male. He was most renowned for the work he did to bring down Kohana's largest drug cartel known formally as Root before his early retirement. It has often been said that the only person for Madara was Orochimaru because they had so much in common.

Madara walked into the kitchen to see what his wife was up to.

Orochimaru was currently standing at the butcher block slicing away at a large piece of meat cutting it into separate pieces. So far he'd separated enough meat to feed the family for a few beef portioned meals. On the stove cooked tonight's dinner which appeared to be stuffed game fowl with vegetables and rice. It was obvious Orochimaru did not notice Madara enter the room because he kept chopping and slicing away at the meat completely oblivious.

Madara smiled as he gently wrapped his arms around the slightly taller man's thin waist pulling him backwards a little bit. He stopped when he saw the bloody knife pointed at his side.

"Oh Maddie, how was your day?" Orochimaru asked with a smile as he returned the knife to its original position thinking nothing of his gesture.

"Old habits die hard?" Madara asked as he kissed the other man on the cheek then moved to sit on a bar stool.

"My day was excellent." He replied. "My nephews are here."

"Yes," Orochimaru replied to both his comment and question. "Sasuke's grown quite a bit. I had forgotten how young he really was. To be honest… it's almost obvious about him and Sai now."

"This is true but they have no reason to be told." Madara replied which put the subject to rest.

"So what are the children doing now?" He asked leaning against the counter to stare at Orochimaru over the butcher block.

"Sai is in the study probably finishing his work so he can go to the art room; Haku went to the upstairs study to use the library for a project, and Sasuke I believe went to his room to collect himself." Orochimaru replied.

"I see, well if that's the case I'll go freshen up for dinner. Expect Itachi and the boy's home later. They went out to celebrate Itachi's home coming with the others in the department."

Meanwhile two miles down the highway in Rain County, Tobi leaned against the bar as he brought his cousin another drink. Tobi was the spitting image of his father, the same pale skin, regal facial features, beautiful black wild hair and long lanky body. He smiled at his cousin through miss matched eyes. His right eyes was like his father's crimson with the complex three comma pupil while the left was a definitive smooth polished jet stone. He stretched in his jacket and smiled at Itachi.

"Why so glum? I thought you'd be happy to be out of Suna."

"Hn." Itachi replied looking at the bottle in front of him still untouched.

"Uh… your just like father, so closed off and reserved. Did you even cry at his funeral?" Tobi asked mildly amused.

He like his brothers had been raised to be the perfect Uchiha and they where for the most part minus himself. He on the other hand was the very opposite of Uchiha. He was bubbly almost gregarious when compared to his parents and family members not including his siblings. He often carried a smile on his face and even made jokes and had fun like a normal person.

"Hn."

It translated to Tobi as 'Shut up and leave me alone.' Tobi shrugged his translation away and smirked at the bartender.

The blonde smiled at him and poured him another glass of a stronger variety. Tobi wiggled his eyebrows and froze when he felt a hand on his ear.

"OW!!! OW!!!! Owie!" He shouted as the blonde from the station Daidara pulled his ear. "Ow..." he groaned.

"I saw where your eyes where going. I swear." he said pulling Tobi's ear and shaking him harder.

"Ow..." Tobi cried as he sat playfully allowing Daidara to 'discipline' him. "Dai-bird i'm sorry."

"Don't you Dai-bird me!" He shouted tipping Tobi's head harder.

"But Tobi's a good boy!" he said referring to himself in the third person.

The bartender moved to the other side of the bar while Itachi took this opportunity to move to another spot further away.

"Itachi come sit here." Obito offered as he watched his twin get tortured at the bar. He shook his head.

Obito moved over to make room for another chair at their table. Kisame raised an eyebrow at the slightly younger pale man. He appeared so down and depressed even though he radiated an air of confidence and control. Kisame rolled his eyes. 'A typical Uchiha.' he thought as he watched

the man while Obito continued to talk with his cousin, filling him in on the last several years in the life. Kisame kept an eye on the younger Uchiha as he talked with his brother about patrols and what they would do once they returned home for the night.

Zetsu did not appear nearly as interested in Itachi as his brother. Though he wondered what his brother would want with such a skinny person, it wasn't custom to marry or even date outside the reservation, 'but fuck' he thought to himself 'we haven't been on the reservation in years.'

"So brother is he everything you hoped?" Zetsu asked his brother in the street language of Mist County Native peoples. Kisame looked over at Zetsu, "I'm not sure... we will have to wait and see."

Obito looked up from talking with Itachi. Since he and his brothers had spent a majority of their childhood in Mist Country on the reservations, do to Orochimaru-mother's work on the Manda black snake that only lived in that area, he understood and could speak the language Kisame and Zetsu spoke. He rose an eyebrow and looked at the two dark men before going back to talk with Itachi, explaining the rules of the house and rules of the town.

It was in this explanation that there where names of individuals not allowed to be in Konoha without an escort and unannounced visits where unacceptable. Unlike Suna which had been a large metropolis in Wind Country and for the vast majority was a free state of sorts, Fire Country separated its country individual provinces and Konoha was a small town in the province of Leaves. In their province there where select people banned from entering their province all together without proper documentation and their names where listed on a board in the

office. The individuals included members of the Sound 5 gang, and several other individuals.

After a much lighter conversation between the four men and then Tobi who managed to jump into his brother's lap as a safe heaven for his abused ear the group decided to head back to Konoha.

It was relatively late but Tobi and Obito assured Itachi his Uncle and Aunt where at home and awake. Obito opened the front door and paused in the foyer to take off his brother's shoes and his own. Tobi was pretty wasted when they got home. He hung off Obito as he undid his shoes bent over his brother's back.

"Bito I'm tried..." He said childishly as he was slumped down as his brother got his shoes off.

"Yeah I know... we'll get up stairs in a minute." Obito said righting his brother. "'Tachi hold this." He said pushing Tobi onto the unsuspecting man causing them to fall into the chair resting in the foyer.

Tobi groaned but continued to lay on Itachi as he was crushed. Obito removed his shoes and moved so Tobi could jump on his back. Tobi wasted no time jumping onto his brother's back, even though they where the same height and roughly the same weight Tobi carried his brother on his back. Itachi wondered how they could possibly be like him, be Uchiha. They acted far too carefree and human. Obito carried Tobi into the front room where he jostled him so he said good night to his mother and father and with a nod and a brief promise to be right back for Itachi he we up stairs carrying his older brother. Orochimaru and his Uncle Madara reminded Itachi a lot of his parents. They seemed to genuinely enjoy each other's company and being interested in similar things. Not to mention they appeared to act the same.

The two older males sat in the family room with the large family portrait, Madara sitting in a large arm chair before the fireplace with a book while Orochimaru was over at the small desk looking over documentation, probably for another thesis. They had both looked up to acknowledge their sons and Itachi enter the room along with their sons exit then gone back about their business. They shared a silence Itachi wasn't used too. Unlike his parents whom always had tense silences filled with almost telepathic conversations, Madara and Orochimaru appeared to sit in the same space in a comfortable easy silence and they would verbally communicate as though they where happy to be together.

Ten minutes later Obito came back downstairs wiping his mouth.

"Alright I'll show you to your room. Good Night Father, Orochimaru-Mother." He said before motioning for Itachi to follow him up the stairs after being left to his room which was across the hall from Sasuke's. Itachi changed his clothes and went to bed with a buzz. He honestly couldn't wait for morning to come.

tbc...

hope you enjoyed.

LVA