Prologue: where the nightmare begins

"you bastered!" boomed the voice of an angry teenager. "What have you done to my room?" It's the beginning of summer vacation, the time of the year in which you just stay home and not go to school. Or at least, that's what Sasuke thought.

"I packed your bags," His older brother, Itachi, threw his suit case at him then explained "we're going camping!" Now, some children would think this would be the coolest thing ever, however, we're talking about Sasuke here. To Sasuke, this was like the dark ages all over again. No electronics.

As things were being packed into the car, Sasuke was still finding himself yelling at Itachi.

"And how the hell is camping gonna benefit me for?"

"Nothing really. It's only going to ruin your summer plans of doing absolutely nothing but sleeping in and vegging in front of the TV or computer all day."

Which was Sasuke's summer plan.

"Mark my words Itachi, I will in fact slaughter you."

Although camping had all been Itachi's idea from the gecko, their partents had been waiting for them to leave the house for quite sometime. Sasuke had often blamed Itachi for that, since Itachi, had said that he had no interest in taking over the family business; but really it was because the two of them would never stop bickering. So, not only were they hopping that their son's bond would somehow improve, but to finally have their *ahem* 'alone time'.

"You bastered! Get me out of this car right now or so help me I'll, I'll-"

Unfortunately their 'bond' hadn't seem to be improving much.

"Yes, lets just leave you here in the middle of nowhere and see if you can make it home or not, shall we?"

It was just the two of them, since Itachi knew how to drive. Slumping in his seat, Sasuke began to mumbling to himself. "It's all your fault that I'm somehow also wound up in all this mess." Although Itachi had understood him clearly, no comment was said.