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[His voice is shaking slightly. He can't get what was said to him out of his head.]

We have to talk. Let me come over.

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... [Sasuke let his hand drop as he sat on the edge of the bed with his back toward Itachi. There was really too much going on in his mind right now. He didn't think he could sort it all out just yet, not when he might end up...]

Did...we fight before you came here?

[That conversation...

Quite frankly, these were the reasons he thought Sasuke was too young. The boy had so much to learn and Itachi didn't feel like he was the one to do it. Consider it selfishness but he was tired of all of this. He was suppose to be dead.

Fate never bothered to give him a chance. He shifted where he sat.]

No.

[Sasuke let out a breath he hadn't known he had been holding before turning to face his brother. He shifted uncomfortably where he sat for a moment before reiterating a previous question.]

Then, what do you remember? [He paused for a moment before adding onto it.] I...was told you died.

I was sitting inside an old Uchiha base waiting for you.

[He stared at him for a few moments before leaning back on the wall behind his bed.]

Have you forgotten the hate you had for me before you knew your big brother adored you still? You were suppose to kill me.

I am glad that you will.

I'm not!

I can't... I can't just go back to hating you after last time... [He grasps the sheets on either side of him until his knuckles turn white.]

The second time you were here, you were only thirteen. You hadn't even...doneI can't just throw that away now.

Here. How can you define here?

[He brought himself to lean forward, frowning slightly.]

When you leave this place, you will not remember. You will revert to hating me. You will grow up. Strong. A strong and talented Uchiha. Eventually, you will kill me. That is the way it must be.

[Silence. Finally, after a long pause, Sasuke loosened his grip on the bed. He was being foolish. Itachi was right; he won't remember. No one ever does. That was just how it goes.]

...And then what am I supposed to do, Itachi?

Take my eyes and gain eternal light, kill Madara, go back to Konoha and live the life I could not give you.

[It sounded so bluntly because believe him, he had so many mental images of your glory. It left him alive.]

[And that made him turn around completely, eyes widening. He wanted him...to take his eyes? And be like Madara? That was just... He couldn't even fathom taking his brother's eyes. Wanting to kill him was one thing, but defiling a dead body?]

...I can't. I'd rather spend the rest of my life here.

Sasuke. Otuoto.

[He gave a slight cough before beckoning him over. That poor boy, he should have never had to hear the truth but it was pointless to keep it away from him. When he returned, he would forget. Someone was bound to tell Sasuke of his death.]

You will always be the better man between us.

[Sasuke scooted further onto the bed, situating himself to sit next to Itachi. He paused for a moment before allowing himself to rest his head gently on a shoulder. He was exhausted, and he never did like to think about things like this.]

You'll always be the person I always admired. And I still do. I don't think...I ever stopped.

[Itachi heaved a sigh as his shoulder's shrugged. He kept his eyes on the boy, a frown on his face. This hadn't been what Itachi had planned. The boy was suppose to grow angry, so angry it would make him kill Itachi without a second thought. He heaved a sigh at his failure.]

Then I have failed in my duty back home.

I did hate you. You can even ask Madara; after one of the events back in May, I...came over to the last Akatsuki house and fought with you.

[A weak chuckle.] I'm sure you can guess the end result of that.

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