The Journal of a Perverted Chibi Raven
Summary: One possessive and perverted chibi raven decided to write his daily adventures in a journal about his chosen, sweet, hyper, adorable, innocent, oblivious yet feisty chibi blonde bride.
Warning/s: OOCness, ultra perverted Sasu-chibi. SHOTAness! and lame attempt at humor… - -
Disclaimer: I own… nothing… - _-*
Prologue
Uchiha Sasuke, a six year old boy with porcelain skin, bluish black hair that was spiked up at the back and beautiful obsidian pair of eyes was staring intently at his eleven year old big brother, Itachi, who was busy scribbling down.
"What can I do for you, Sasuke?" Itachi ask without looking at his baby brother.
"I would like to know what you are writing, aniki" answered the youngest.
"I am writing something quite important on my journal"
"Journal?"
"Something ridiculous happened at school. More like something embarrassing happened to Kisame, Deidara, Sasori and Hidan. I'm just writing it down" Itachi said with a hint of evilness in his voice.
"You'll be using those for blackmail" Sasuke said bluntly… and bored.
Itachi smirk evilly "Indeed"
Sasuke stare at his big brother for a minute… bored to death.
"That journal thingy seems crappy"
"Hn"
"Really cheesy"
"Hn"
"That journal is also the one those ridiculous and yucky girls called diary, right?"
"Hn"
"I thought so"
"Hn"
"Another ridiculous thing"
"Hn"
"That's really lame"
"Hn"
Long silence… and then…
"Do you have any blank journal that I could use?"
Itachi look at his baby brother with a raise brow. Said baby brother cross his arms, lean all his weight on his right foot with his head held up high in a defiant, arrogant, and almighty attitude as his determined eyes looks straight at Itachi's own obsidian orbs.
"I thought I should try writing on a journal no matter how crappy, cheesy, ridiculous and lame it may seem"
"Hn"
"It's not like it would lower my masculinity or something along that line"
Itachi stare at his baby brother for a few seconds as if he just grew out another pair of legs and three more heads before he reach out at his bag nearby and pick out his spare journal that he always kept inside his bag and handed it to Sasuke. He didn't even have the time to blink when Sasuke bolted out of the living room, the journal clutch tightly on his pale little hands as he run up the stairs towards his own room; his loud wicked laughter echoing throughout the mansion, scaring the shit out of their servants.
Itachi oddly stare at where Sasuke stood before, listening at the wicked laughter of his baby brother until it died down. One question running through his ultra genius head "Is he possessed?"
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RS: well~~~ what can you guys say? good? bad? please review~~~~ :D