Childhood story #2
“Fucking dishes,” Shisui closed the tap before taking the gloves off. He threw them on the counter causing it to get wet again.
“Can you put these in the cupboard?” Itachi held two mugs. The curly haired teenager ran his hand through his hair before looking rather annoyed.
“Do it yourself, ‘Tachi!” He snapped.
“Owh, Shisui, I want to but…My height in total is 145 cm. You think I can reach that far?” The eleven years old shoved the mugs back in Shisui’s hands and the older boy was left with no comeback.
“So is the moodiness coming from your acne getting worse?” The voice of Itachi sounded teasing.
“It is acne…Wait you said that..I thought you meant pimples.” Shisui put the mugs back in their place.
“You know it is normal around your age-”
“I know that! You don’t have to lecture me.” Shisui sighed annoyed.
“You know what might help-”
“You shutting up about it. You aren’t a doctor. You are allowed to lecture me if you are wearing a white coat and a stethoscope around your neck, like my dermatologist.”
“At Least I know how to spell ‘stethoscope’.” Itachi grinned evilly the moment Shisui looked down at him.
“You were one of mom’s big mistakes.”
“After you.” This kid was on fire, and Shisui only got more frustrated with it.
“Owh…Now I feel bad.” Both Shisui and Itachi looked at Madara, holding a dirty glass, “No wait..I don’t!” With a satisfied look on his face, he put the glass down. “Good luck, suckers.”
“I take that back. He was her biggest mistake.” Shisui said pointing at Madara, who was walking away while sticking up his middle finger.
“Something we can agree on.” Itachi looked at Shisui and they both chuckled before grabbing the gloves.
“Niisan~ Are you ready for our wedding?” The voice seemed to come from behind the corner. Both Shisui and Itachi turned their heads and saw a small bit of Sasuke’s shoulder, who was hiding behind the wall.
“Otouto, I will be done in a minute-” He wanted to walk towards the six years old, but the boy heard the steps and suddenly covered his eyes, “No~Niisan, it is bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding!”
“Ah~ right! Give me half an hour.”
“Half an..Hour..” Sasuke repeated questionable.
“When you look at the clock and see the long line reach the number 12. Alright?”
“Yes!” The kid ran the other way and Itachi couldn’t help but to smile seeing his baby brother run to the garden.
“What is that about?” Shisui asked.
“Owh he wants to marry me. I read about it, it turns out that some kids go through this phase.”
“Why don’t you read a comic book, like every darn kid.”
“Are you jealous?” Itachi raised a cocky eyebrow. Shisui scoffed and turned back to the sink.
“At the very least I expected to be invited to the wedding of my own brothers.” He joked.
“Very well, half an hour by the oak tree in the park. Don’t be late for the ceremony, and as a gift, I would recommend some tomatoes from the fridge, also there is no free bar.”
“Why should I even be going?” Shisui shook his head.
“Can I borrow your white top? I sort of promised him to wear white.”
“Comen on! I promised!” Itachi argued.
“Won’t be the first promise you break in his life.”
“Don’t be mean. I won’t ever do that. And I don’t need your top. I will ask mom.”
“Right, ask for her dress while you are on it.” Shisui rolled his eyes, though it didn’t bug Itachi one bit. As Itachi wore his white pants and his mother’s blouse he had some minor struggles braiding his hair as Sasuke had requested.
“Itachi, what are you doing?” Izuna cocked his head confused.
“Ah, could you help me braid my hair?” Without having to ask for a second time. Izuna was already on it. He sat on the couch while Itachi sat in front of him. “So, I am going to braid a lock on the right and then on the left. Then I will join them together in the back.” He said it like he was really good at it, though the end results were two crappy braids joined together with a hairpin.
“Dad?” Itachi saw his father read the paper, “Could you walk me down the aisle? I am getting married today..Sort of..”
“Are you an adult already? They are right…Time flies by.” Fugaku lowered the paper to look at his son, sitting on the ground. “You look just like your mother.”
“Dad, stop the lame jokes. They are not funny.” Itachi showed one teenage characteristic that stayed with him till the early twenties; he rolled his eyes dramatically.
“Sasuke wants to marry me,” Itachi stated, causing Fugaku to drop his paper on the ground.
“It is apparently a phase kids go through,” Shisui added.
“I know that!” Fugaku raised his voice, “Why you? I am his daddy..He is supposed to ask me to marry him.” The old man seemed to be hurt.
“Maybe he knows you will die fast anyway. You are already so old.” Shisui received a deadly glare from his father. “Besides, shouldn’t we worry about him not marrying mom, who is like the only female in this house?” The curly haired boy got ignored.
“It is probably nothing personal, dad,” Itachi said.
“Why am I not invited?” Izuna asked.
“You can come, it’s in the park,” Itachi said and got up from the ground.
“He is there alone?” Shisui’s eyes looked concerned for a moment.
“No, Obito is with him. I think he dragged Madara along.” Itachi grabbed the two candy rings. “You can be the ring man.” he handed the rings to Izuna. “Don’t eat them.”
“I will tag along. I can tease both of you forever with this.” Shisui smiled.
“Yeah seems life is teasing you with the acne,” Fugaku muttered as he got up.
“Dad!” Shisui shouted.
“Ah, there is your bride, Sasuke. Look!” Obito pointed at the grass seeing Itachi walk towards them.
“Aaaah~ aniki is so pretty!” Obito chuckled seeing how adorable Sasuke was as he looked in awe. “Ah, daddy is here too!” He clapped his hands from excitement.
“Am I the only one finding this weird?” Madara sighed, sitting on the grass next to some stuffed animals. “And why does a teddy bear get to be the best man? I am a human.” Madara glared at mr. Roary. “I sure hope his real wedding has an open bar.”
“Shush, it is starting.” Obito threw a branch at Madara.
“Dude..He wore his good shirt for this.” Shisui took a seat next to Madara.
“Even a tie…A ninja turtle tie, but a tie,” Madara added, “So they involved dad in this too?”
“He even got offended why Sasuke wants to marry Itachi and not him.”
“Why do I have such a weird family.” Madara exhaled exhausted.
“Shut up, if freak shows still existed you would be known as Acne-boy the personification of Acne. If you were a comic book character you would be Acne-nator and your super ability would be to gross people out.” Madara turned his head to the imaginary aisle, his hair touching Shisui’s face, causing the boy to sneeze. “Are you catching a cold? Are you alright? Do you want my jacket?” Madara asked, looking at Shisui from the corner of his eyes.
“You need to see a therapist,” Shisui muttered before looking at Obito standing in front of the oak tree, holding a sheet of paper while Itachi and Sasuke were holding hands.
“We gathered here…In front of this oak tree to-”
“Kidding me? You really studied the lines-”
“It is from the internet, now shush!” Obito pointed at Madara, indicated the other to ‘zip it’. He continued reading the after the sheet of paper before lowering it, “So you two have your own vows?” He asked. Sasuke nodded eagerly before grabbing a sheet of paper from under mr. Roary.
“Come on! He can’t even read!” Shisui threw his head back, not believing the sight.
“Hey! Objections come later!” Sasuke pouted before turning his head back at Itachi. He cleared his throat and turned the sheet of paper around, showing the drawing to Itachi. “Niisan, this is us! Over like..Uhm..ten years! When we are old.” Sasuke pointed at the two stick figured in the middle, “But we are still happy and we have fun. We always play games and eat dango and tomatoes. I drew these hearts because will still loved you very very much.” He looked up and smiled a teeth showing smile while his cheeks turned pink, “I also drew the moon and the sun because I will love you day in and out. And Maddy made me glue the balloon there because he said I needed it for our honeymoon.”
Shisui eyes widened looking at the glued on condom. He turned his head to Madara.
“He doesn’t know what it is anyway!” He muttered before getting the very same look from Fugaku.
“And I know, there will be times that..I am messy and I think you are nagging. Like, Sasuke take a bath or Sasuke get in your pajamas or Sasuke go to bed and clean after yourself. But I love you no matter what.” He smiled lowering the drawing and grabbed the candy ring to put around his brother’s finger. Itachi laughed and poked Sasuke’s forehead.
“No matter what you decide to do in life. I will love you forever.” He said before joining their foreheads together before putting the other candy ring around Sasuke’s finger.
“With the ‘imaginary’ power invested in me by the country of Konoha. I declare you…Married.” Obito ripped the sheet of paper in two, “You may kiss your spouse.”
“What is a spouse?” Sasuke asked and looked at Obito who pointed at Itachi. “Niisan!” He wrapped his arms around his older brother and pushed his lips on top of Itachi for a short mini-kiss. Itachi lifted his little brother up and Sasuke automatically pressed his cheek against his brothers while wrapping his legs around Itachi.
“So, I have been promised ice-cream.” Madara ran his hand through his hair and looked at Obito.
“This is a beautiful moment and all you can think of is the bargain that made you come here.”
“Hella, what does that mean, niisan? I mean…Waif..No….Husband?.. I mean spouse!”
“Look at you learning fast, little genius!” Obito patted Sasuke’s head.
“This is a beautiful moment. Let’s celebrate with some ice cream.” Fugaku said as he stood up.
“Yes! yess!” Izuna jumped up and down, “but now that Itachi and Sasuke got married.” Izuna looked at the two before looking back at Fugaku, “Can I marry Madara-nii?”
Fugaku lowered his head before exhaling deeply.
“Children…More like back stabbers…”He muttered.
*11 years later*
“Niisan,” Sasuke looked at his brother stepping inside the car. He was busy on his phone as his other hand was wrapped around the seatbelt.
“No, you can’t skip therapy. No discussions.” Itachi didn’t even look up.
“Can I have your hand?” Sasuke asked.
“Why?” Itachi asked he frowned while looking at the display.
“Come on, I won’t bite.”
“I don’t know about that.” Itachi put his phone down.
“Come on, worse case scenario, you will lose an arm.” Sasuke rolled his eyes.
“I don’t know about you, but losing an arm is a pretty big deal for me.” Itachi sighed and gave in to Sasuke’s ‘pleading’. He turned his head to look at the window before feeling something wrapped around his index finger.
“You may look now.” Sasuke’s voice sounded slightly excited. Itachi didn’t react to it. “Niisan..”
“You said ‘may’-”
“MUST!” Sasuke threw his hands in the air, “you are impossible!” Itachi smirked as he then turned his head around. His heart skipped a beat as he looked at the candy ring around his finger. He looked closer, making sure his eyes weren’t tricking him.
“I walked past a candy shop and they were playing that 50 cent song so..I went to check it out and turns out they are making the exact brand again. I couldn’t help myself to get you your cherry flavored one…Since I ate yours back then.” Sasuke scratched his cheek before looking at his niisan.
“Nii…San..D-don’t cry! I didn’t mean to offend you or anything-” Sasuke gasped as Itachi suddenly jumped on him, his head hit the window, but it wasn’t too hard. “Aniki!”
“I still love you so, so, so much~ Otouto!!” He exclaimed, his chest pressed tightly against Sasuke’s. The younger Uchiha chuckled, letting his hand stroke Itachi’s back.
“Y’know as two old farts…I must admit…You are still pretty…Now get off me before people get the wrong idea-” He stopped mid-sentence, causing Itachi to turn his head around and see Naruto drag Sakura from her arm away from the car.
“Too late anyway.” Sasuke sighed as Itachi smiled and wrapped his arms around his little brother again.
-Special thanks to @emeneska-chan for editing-