"Let's go to a rave."

[uchiha_fetish]

Characters: Any people with the Uchiha name. Sorry, not this time, Sai♥.
Setting [time/place]: Home sweet home.
Brief summary: Itachi plus boredom and slow relatives. What does that equal? An irritated Itachi. And that's definitely not a good thing.
Rating: Sasuke might curse a bit, who knows. Oh, wait, he barely talks in general. I guess PG.

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[obi_won_shinobi]

Obito stumbled in the door with a groan and what he could have sworn was the worst hangover of his life. Drinking to celebrate the new scool year had seemed such a good idea at the time.Noticing imatient feet tapping the floor ahead of him,he looked up holding his head and blinking blearly at Itachi.

"... Ohayo..."

He mumbled clinging to the doorframe pitifully.

[uchiha_fetish]

Itachi regarded his older cousin with amusement. He looked absolutely horrible, hair mussed and clothes askew, slumped against the doorframe. For a moment, he considered asking what was wrong, but by the look of Obito, it was almost painfully obvious.

"Aren't you supposed to be driving?"

On second thought... "Nevermind, I'll drive." Itachi laughed softly, glancing away from the Uchiha and setting his bag down. "Want some water?"

So they were going to be late. Mentally, Itachi sighed.

[obi_won_shinobi]

Obito glared at Itachi through gummy, bloodshot eyes straightening.

"I can drive fine..."

He winces,holding his head clutching the door again.

"...As soon as I get some water and about half a bottle of tylenol...Shit"

He shakes his head to clear it.
"What time is it anyway?"

[uchiha_fetish]

Itachi kept the amused expression set in place as he fetched another clear glass, filled it up with a few ice cubes and some water, then handed it over, along with three pills.

"Time to go, but obviously Sasuke and Shisui seem to be ignoring this fact." After a pause, "Really, I'll drive. You look awful. What did you do?"

[kouri_no_ouji]

Opening the door, Sasuke threw the box on his shoulder down onto the floor with a thump, then brought a hand up to massage his shoulder. The dobe had brought too much with him, and from what he saw the day they packed, it was mostly food, namely instant ramen, as always. Glancing frustratedly around the room, Sasuke spotted his bastard of a brother, with his two cousins, Shisui and Obito.

One could describe what Sasuke thought at the moment with the phrase What the hell? Shisui was wearing a skirt. A LACY skirt. Did people in America have that custom? Last time Sasuke recalled, the guy was in America for vacation, or so that was what he said. Considering Shisui's strange personality and behavior, it was no wonder that he could pick up such a weird fashion sense

[blondie_uzumaki]

Naruto winced, pushing Sasuke aside to walk into the house himself. It was suprising to Naruto that he had only SEEN Sasuke's home and never once been inside it. There were only a few things to describe it tho. Pretty, damn, and big. It was almost enough to make Naruto forget the fact that his stuff was just thrown to the flo

[uchiha_fetish]

Itachi paused, his present torn halfway open, though not too much to where he still couldn't tell what the present was. He looked over at the two new arrivals, and winced, headache only increasing as Naruto continued to yell. About to mutter a 'please stop talking', Itachi was stopped by one of the blonde's comments.

Hot? Chick?

Then it clicked. Almost chuckling, Itachi spoke; "That's a boy, Naruto. His name is Shisui."

[blondie_uzumaki]

...

Naruto's world stopped. Itachi did not just say...But he did. The blonde's face turned a bright shade of red and scratched the back of his neck awkwardly.

"A-a boy huh? You sure fooled me! Ha ha Um..." And for his finishing act? Hightailing it out of the house to wait outside the door for the other Uchiha to fallow. Seriously, the blonde only wished that there was a bell there to ring loud and save him.