Okay, so basically this will just be a collection of short drabbles or something, never with any real plot but rather just little ideas that spring up from time to time that I jot down. I don't have any set number of drabbles, they'll come whenever I write one or so forth. This is not an ongoing story, this is just drabbles, each one on their own and complete. This will not take priority, my other stories do of course.

I hope you enjoy this random collection of drabbles. Stories may, or may not contain pairings, however they will never be anything rated higher than K+, and a T is for swearing. Most stories might be AU, but also some set in Ninja-verse.

Warnings: No warnings on this drabble unless you count fluff.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Uchiha brothers. Or anyone in Naruto.

Drabble 1: Adorable.

Enjoy.

Itachi sighed, his arms slumping down and his shoulders sagging as he stood in the centre of the living room, a grumpy expression on his face. His bad mood could easily be pin pointed to the fact that his three year old brother Sasuke was climbing on his head, his small hands often slipping hitting and striking Itachi's nine year old face.

The tiny Uchiha was laughing madly and squealing every time his hand slipped. His large, excited black eyes shined with amusement and joy as he wiggled about on his brother's head. His legs flailed slightly as he rested his belly on the top of Itachi's head, and his hands grabbed onto the long spikes of Itachi's hair to keep himself seated. Itachi winced when his hair was tugged, sharp pain echoing through his skin.

"Sasuke...why are you climbing on me?" he asked grumpily. Sasuke continued to giggle, his small hands now moving to slap lightly at Itachi's cheeks in a playful manner.

"'Tachi! 'Tachi!" he called over and over, his voice filled with happiness. Itachi sighed heavily once more and walked over to the couch, sitting down. Sasuke slipped off his head immediately at the sudden drop, and landed on his bum on the couch cushion next to Itachi. He looked up with wide black eyes at his older brother, who had stood up as soon as Sasuke had fallen off of him. His little arms reached up and towards the older boy imploringly.

"'Tachi!" he whined. Itachi ignored him, not wanting to have his baby brother crawling all over him again.

"You can play by yourself, Sasuke." He said gently before turning and beginning to walk away.

He froze at the doorway when he heard the soft whimper. Knowing that he'd regret it, he looked over his shoulder.

Sasuke was still on the couch, his arms no longer stretched towards him. Instead, they hung limply on his lap. Sasuke was looking down at his lap, his chubby cheeks red and his lower lip trembling pathetically as he tried to hold back his sobs. His glossy black eyes showed nothing but innocent sadness. He let out another whimper, reaching up and rubbing his fists against his eyes to wipe away the tears.

As he had known, Itachi regretted having said that and left his little brother there. Of course Sasuke didn't know any better and was just trying to spend time with him and have fun.

Itachi felt like a terrible person now.

He turned around and quickly walked back over to the couch, crouching down so he was level with Sasuke.

"Sasuke? I'm sorry." He said softly. The little Uchiha looked up before sticking out his lower lip and shuffling around, crossing his arms with his back to his big brother. Itachi held back a smile. His little brother could be so adorable, especially when he pouted.

"Sasuke, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for making you cry." He said, reaching out and gently grabbing his brother's shoulders. Sasuke sniffled, squirming in his grip.

"M'not kywying!" he mumbled, his eyes narrowed. Itachi chuckled and stood up. He saw Sasuke's eyes widen, and knew the younger Uchiha thought he was going to leave again. Not wanting to upset the small boy even more, Itachi swooped down, wrapping his arms around the tiny boy and nuzzling his face into Sasuke's cheek, snorting and placing wet kisses on it. Sasuke squealed and laughed, squirming in his brother's hold as Itachi rubbed his nose against Sasuke's cheek before blowing a raspberry.

Sasuke laughed crazily, finally getting away from Itachi. He crawled off the couch and started running, his chubby legs wobbling as he went. Itachi followed after him, his hands reaching out like make-shift claws as he called out in a scary-but-still-playful voice.

"I'm coming to get you! I'm coming to catch you!"

Sasuke squealed again, his laughter echoing in the house as he ran through the halls, Itachi always behind him and making sure he never fell or got hurt while still maintaining his monster image.

Mikoto watched her two sons run around and she couldn't help the smile warmly at the scene before her.

Her sons really were adorable.

End.

'SSOCUTE! XD