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When; December 7th. [Future dated~]
Rating; PG13(?)
Characters; Uchiha Sasuke [[Bad username or site: cursed_ninja / @ livejournal.com]] and Uchiha Itachi [[Bad username or site: crimsonmangekyo / @ livejournal.com]]
Summary; Itachi tells Sasuke that he will reveal the real reason he killed their clan if he goes alone to meet him near the old hospital, and of course Sasuke goes to meet him.
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it was getting late, Sasuke left his apartment and headed towards near the old hospital where his brother told him to meet him later in that evening, alone just like the other asked.

Despite how Naruto was worrying and telling him to stay close to the others, he couldn't just sit around and do nothing. Like hell he was actually going to listen to that idiot whether is was what he does in Naruto's time or for what he was doing right now, no matter how he was feeling, killing his brother was all that mattered, that's what he had to focus on and nothing else.

As he reached the old hospital, thoughts raced through his mind about what his brother's true intentions were that night. He shuddered as the memories flashed in his mind and he shook his head pushing the thoughts, and he clenched his fist. He doubted his brother would actually tell him the real reason he killed their clan, but he couldn't give up this chance if his brother did tell him the truth.

Several minutes passed as he stood there and Sasuke was getting impatient, seeing as his brother still hadn't shown up but he waited a bit longer, if only because he was curious.

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A pair of red eyes whirled lazily as they stared down at the boy, smirk somewhat hidden by the high collar of the black and red cloak.

So, Sasuke. You came afterall. Just as I knew you would...

With a soundless whisper, there was a flash of steel and a kunai embedded itself into the ground at the Uchiha's feet. There was the faintest jingle as the belled tassel affixed to the handle swayed, enameled red and white fan proclaiming it's owner. Said owner dropped silently to the ground a few feet from his younger brother, scarlet and black eyes studying Sasuke from the gap between his collar and the wide-brimmed hat with it's trailing white ribbons of silk.

Sasuke...

Out of the corner of his eye he saw the kunai as it hit the ground right next to his feet.

He scowled, as his brother made his entrance and stood just a few feet from where he was standing.

"Finally. It's about time you show up," Sasuke said, with a trace of irritation in his voice, "So are you going to tell me now or what?"

The elder Uchiha shook his head, clicking his tongue slightly. Really, the boy had NO manners at all. With a sigh, he reached up with one hand and grasped the edge of the straw hat. Pulling it off, he popped open the top few fasterners of his cloak to give him a better view of his brother.

"Really, Sasuke. So impatient, aren't you? Not even a "hello, dear brother. It's been quite some time, have you been well" out of you. I see that manners is not something you have taken the time to keep up with."

"Hn. Well excuse me for wanting some answers from you. You're not exactly much of a brother after what you did, so why would I don't see why you expect me to greet you any differently than I just did. After all, it's only because of what you did that I turned out like this" Sasuke said, glaring at the other.

He snickered slightly, red eyes whirling slowly at their hypnotic pace. Itachi shook his head.

"Not entirely."

He stepped forward, advancing slowly on his brother.

"That has had a great deal more influence on you then anything I have done will ever have. Though, I suppose you wouldn't know that yet, would you?"

He raised one hand lazily to level a purple-painted finger at Sasuke's shoulder, where the cursed-seal lay burned into his brother's skin.

"No of course I don't know. What are you talking about?" Sasuke said.

He flinched slightly, as his brother approached him, touching his shoulder right where the curse seal was. "...Just what do you think you're doing?"

His older brother smiled, one black eyebrow raising slightly.

"I see. So you DON'T know yet, what this mark is for? Interesting. You truly ARE from a time much earlier then my own."

With a slight smirk, he trailed one finger up the side of Sasuke's neck before pulling back and popping his little brother in the forehead in a mimicry of the way he'd dismissed him as a child.

"Oh you mean that curse seal? Yeah. I know of it and what it does from Naruto, but even if that does have an influence on me, it's nothing compared to what you did to me!"

Sasuke scowled, rubbing his forehead as his brother did the same thing he did to him as a kid,"And just what was that for?"

"Old-time's sake, little brother. After all, it seems that things haven't changed that much since all those years ago. You're still chasing me, just like you were then."

It was strange, in a way, to be towering over Sasuke like this. As it stood now, the older Uchiha must have been twice Sasuke's age at this point in time. In a way, it was remniscent of their childhood. Especially considering that the last time he'd seen his brother, Sasuke had been nearly as tall as he was. Mangekyo had faced mangekyo, but that didn't bother Itachi. He knew who the stronger was. Just like he knew that his younger sibling had already fallen into his web.

"You have no idea the sort of influence it WILL have on you. Or did you think that you'll acquire Mangekyo from killing that irritating blonde?"

Sasuke shook his head, "Hn. Of course, why wouldn't I?"

"Oh, I know about that, from Naruto because of how much he doesn't want me to leave" Sasuke began, "Well, yeah. That's the only way to obtain it, from what you told me"

The smirk widened, as he shook his head slightly.

"Why Sasuke, I didn't know you still cared. Still want me to teach you how to throw a kunai properly? As for the mangekyo, I imagine you'll be surprised. Afterall, not only you, but Hatake Kakashi as well now possess it. At least, I have faced both of you at a time when you both had somehow managed to acquire it, and the Kyuubi still lives, much to my annoyance."

"I hate you. It's not because I care," Sasuke said angrily, "Just shut up. I can throw a kunai just fine, I..."

He paused, as it just registered in his mind about what his brother said about how he obtained the mangekyo Sharingan, "Wait...what? Naruto is still alive, and Kakashi and I both possess it? How is that even possible?!"

"Well, I suppose that would be a matter to ask him yourself, wouldn't it?"

The Akatsuki turned slightly, glancing back over his shoulder. From behind a chunk of battered wall, the silver-haired Jounin stepped out, scratching the back of his head in his characteristic pose.

"Ahh..Sasuke. Sorry I'm late, I had to help this old man carry his packages, and I just lost track of the time."

"Ask him myself, how am I supposed to do that?"

He followed his brother's gaze, and saw Kakashi standing just a few feet away from them.

"Late? Just when did you get to the city, Kakashi-sensei?" Sasuke said, suprised at the other's sudden appearance.

"Oh...a few days ago, I think?"

He scratched his head and grinned, though it was hard to tell with the mask. Walking over, he stopped beside Itachi and slung an arm around the Akatsuki's shoulders in a surprisingly friendly manner. Itachi raised an eyebrow as if he seemed irritated, but didn't make a move to shift his shoulders away from the Jounin.

"Look who's here, isn't it great? Now you can see your brother again. Your whole family's here now, that must make you happy, right?"

"Really?" Sasuke said, surprised. "That's news to me. I would have thought you'd at least said something"

Sasuke was taken aback as he saw Kakashi walk up his brother in such a friendly way.

"My whole family...what are you talking about? Why would I be happy that he's here?" Sasuke made a face, as he looked at the other suspiciously.

Kakashi looked surprised, and gestured behind Sasuke.

"Why wouldn't you be? Your whole clan's here. Didn't you know that the city can bring the dead here as well as the living? Now you can see your family again."

Behind Sasuke stood his entire family, though their pose was somewhat rigid and strange, and they stared ahead with slightly vacant expressions.

Sasuke blinked as he looked behind him to see his entire clan beind him as if they had never been gone in the first place. "That is...I...they're all here too?"

"Yes. They are."

Itachi spoke up, cocking his head to the side as the wind picked up slightly, blowing black bangs across his face. A few black feathers blew across between them, seeming to come from nowhere.

"Would you like to join them, little brother?"

Sasuke paused, still unsure of this whole situation.

His brother told him to show up alone, yet he didn't do anything when Kakashi showed up acting as if he was supposed to be there, despite the fact the only person he'd told about meeting up with Itachi was Naruto.

It was strange how Kakashi just appeared out of nowhere and was acted like he was friends with his brother, even the fact his whole family seemed to behind him.

Sasuke couldn't help but think this was all part of trick his brother was pulling on him.

Suddenly as the wind got stronger and a few black feathers blew between them as his brother spoke, this all seemed to unrealistic to be real.

"Join them?" He shook his head, looking right at his brother "No, this had to be your doing, there's no way this is real, any of this!"

Itachi smirked. So, his brother was smarter then he looked. But, that didn't matter. Sasuke had been caught in the genjutsu from the moment Itachi first pointed at him. However, he feigned ignorance.

"What do you mean, Sasuke? How could I have done this? Did you see me make any seals? And I certainly am not using mangekyo. You seem to have an active imagination. And look, you made Mother cry."

He gestured behind Sasuke to where the figure of their mother was standing. With a stricken look on her face, she reached one hand out towards Sasuke before pulling it back and turning towards their father, burying her face in his chest.

"Anything is possible with you" Sasuke shook his head,"I didn't make her cry. You did this somehow...you're making me think it's real when it's not"

"Oh? Really, what an active imagination you have. Though..."

He reached into his cloak and pulled out several of the tasseled kunai with a small jingle.

"If you're so convinced that they're not real, go ahead."

He tossed one of the weapons into the ground at the boy's feet.

"Kill one of them."

"Kill one of them?"Sasuke shook his head one more, he stared his family standing in front of him, even though they weren't real, they still looked so lifelike, he just couldn't make himself do it.

"No, I won't. I can't...even if they're not real"

The only response he got was a chuckle from Itachi before his arm quivered, then suddenly moved as though it had a mind of it's own, reaching down to pick up the kunai and draw itself back, ready to throw the weapon.

"Are you so sure? It seems as if you can, in fact."

He started to shake as his arm seemed to move on it's own reaching for his kunai ready to aim it at one of his family members. "No, no, no. I can't...you're making me do it. Just stop it now!"

All of his protesting came to no avail as his arm moved of it's own free will. The offending appendage drew the blade back with deadly skill and swung it forward, sending it singing through the air to strike with a sickening thunk in his father's shoulder. The Uchiha patriarch grunted, one hand going up to try and staunch the blood flow from his injured shoulder as he pleaded with his youngest son.

"S..Sasuke..stop it."

The moment he saw his arm move again and actually throw the at his father, hearing the other pleading him to stop it was too much for him to take.

"I..I'm trying. I don't want to hurt you" he fell to his knees in agony. It was bad enough when his brother make him watch as his parents died, but to actually made him be the one to do it, even if it was his illusions it made him sick to his stomach. He turned slightly his brother, "You...please, just stop making me do this"

"But I'm not making you do this, Sasuke. It's what your body really wants to do, isn't it? To make them pay? Make them pay for loving me more, for overlooking and ignoring you. Especially Father. Always comparing you to me, making everything you did as a comparison to my actions?"

Several more kunai flew, and other members of his family fell, dark eyes wide with fear and betrayal as they pleaded with him to stop.

"Didn't you hate them, Sasuke? They ignored you. Belittled you. Abandoned you."

The air seemed to blur momentarily, and Itachi was no longer standing in front of him, but behind him, lips close enough to Sasuke's ear that the younger Uchiha could feel his brother's breath on his skin.

"You know...the only one who ever cared for you was me. Afterall....I left you alive, didn't I?"

"Liar. You're wrong . I don't want to do any of that. You're making me do this, " Sasuke winced as his arm repeated the motion of throwing more kunai up ahead, hearing several cries of each person begging him to stop. "I know you are. This is something only you would do!"

He swallowed hard, hearing his brother speak again, "N-no! I don't hate them. Stop saying that! You're the one I hate, the one who did all of that"

He looked up, no longer seeing his brother in front on it, the next thing he knew, the other was standing behind him, he could feel his brother's breath on his skin, it sent a chill down his spine.

"Yeah, right. You didn't care about me..." Sasuke said, refusing to look at the other, "You still don't... if you did you wouldn't have done what you did. The only reason you left me alive was out of pity because you didn't think I was worth killing, but mostly to make me suffer, just like you're right doing now"

Itachi chuckled, blinking his eyes as his sharingan spun faster, the three tomoe spinning and coalescing into the tri-pointed wheel of the Mangekyo Sharingan. There was a pulse in the air, as that of a raindrop impacting with a puddle, spreading ripples across it. As the very atmosphere seemed to ripple, a redness spread across the ground towards Sasuke. The young Uchiha suddenly found himself standing in a pool of blood. The crimson liquid rippled, lapping against his knees like the tides of the sea. Itachi remained behind him, one arm draped over Sasuke's shoulder, the other wrapped around his brother's waist.

"Oh really, little brother? Who stood up for you? Who defended you against Father when he brushed you aside? Who picked you up from school and convinced Father to go to your graduation ceremony? HOw quickly you forget that it was me that you ran to at nights when you were afraid. When did they ever do that?"

He let his hand slip away from Sasuke's waist to grasp his brother's wrist.

"Afterall...isn't that why you killed them?"

And just as suddenly as the redness had washed over them, Sasuke stood alone, bathed in the vermilion light of the Tsukuyomi. But it wasn't the Sasuke he knew that stared back at him from the reflected blood. It was his brother's old ANBU armour, mask tied to the side of his head, crimson-drenched sword in his hand. In Sasuke's hand.

[ooc: if he looks down, he'll find that the reflection actually IS a reflection. He now looks just the same as Itachi did that day, and he's actually holding the sword]

It all happened so fast that before Sasuke knew it there was a sea of blood around him, his brother holding onto him from behind.

"Shut up! You pushed me aside too, you promised you'd help me with my training and a lot of things, yet you never did. I looked up to you, you were my brother...I cared about you!" Sasuke closed his eyes, trying not to look around him as the sea of blood continued to flow. "Back thenn...I didn't see it, but even if you did do all those things, all you did was just pretend to care about me. If you honestly do care, you have a funny way of showing it"

He breathed in slowly, and as his brother grabbed his wrist, his eyes flew open, at his brother's statement, as he looked down he saw his own reflection staring back at him, looking just like his brother did that night he killed their clan in his ANBU uniform, with a blood-drenched sword suddenly in his hand.

He blinked a few times, shaking his head at the inexplicable sight before him until it finally sunk in what had happened.

"No, no, no!" He let out a soft cry, "I didn't do this you did this. Please just stop"

From the crimson liquid around him, shapes coalesced beneath the surface, rising up and breaking the tension of the blood. Bodies. Bodies floated amidst the sea of blood. The bodies of his family. As the seconds ticked by with agonizing slowness, they stirred one at a time, raising blank dead eyes and blood-stained faces to Sasuke with accusing stares and frowns.

"Why? Why did you kill us, Sasuke? Why did you let us die?"

He shook his head refusing to believe to believe what he saw in front of him, speechless at how real it felt.

It couldn't be real though, it was his brother who killed them, and he wouldn't be made into thinking otherwise.

As the bodies crowded around him, accusatory stares increasing in intensity, the world melted away once more, into the washed-out reds and greys of Tsukuyomi. Rising with a crash from the bloodied landscape came the Uchiha district, silent and still as it had been that one night, the full moon hanging low in the sky, Sasuke standing at the beginning of the same path his childhood self had walked that one fateful night.

The people inched closer surrounding him, he just closed his eyes shut, suddenly when sound of the voices began to disappear, he opened his eyes he was suddenly standing by himself with the night sky over top of him, confused at what just happened, or what his brother was doing.

Itachi smirked slightly to himself at Sasuke's confusion. Truthfully, he could do this all day. The look of bemused horror and loathing on his brother's face, the confusion and raw panic that suffused those eyes, the dark and beautiful sight of hope and resolve melting into a puddle of doubt and anguish; those were lovely things to his eyes. But, he had a tast to accomplish, afterall. There would be plenty of time to torment Sasuke more later. Lashing out with one foot, he caught his brother in the temple with the kick, sending Sasuke flying and knocking off the strip of metal-studded fabric that graced his forehead.

Seeing the sight before him, his face displayed a wide range of emotions, which were eating up on the inside.

Before he could think, he felt his brother's kick hit in cheek, sending him falling flat on his face, falling into an unconcious state.

Itachi stared down at his brother's prone form where it lay on the ground. If anything, Sasuke seemed even smaller, even weaker like this. A mimicry of the child he had been the last time Itachi had left him thus, crying and whimpering from the horrors of the Tsukuyomi. He smirked. Some things never change. Kneeling down, he scooped up his little brother's body and turned to walk away. Something, however, caught his eye and he stopped, stooping to pick up the discarded strip of metal and fabric. Tucking the hitai-ate into his pocket, he smiled and walked off. This would come in handy, indeed.

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