Back To You [Shisui X Itachi]

Chapter 58

It was so bright. Too bright.

Itachi moaned, tossed and turned but the brightness followed him – amplifying the hammering in his head. It was a steady thump, thump, thump. He threw his arm over his eyes but even the slightest pressure was too much for his head to handle.

He shot up in irritation, his red, dry eyes scanned the room. Someone had purposefully left his curtains open. He thought back to the previous night, all he could remember was Mellissa revealing a bottle of vodka and then his memories grew grey and fuzzy. He sighed and looked at the spot next him – the spot that was usually occupied by his tan fiancé.

It was empty, a crumpled yellow hoodie was still draped over his chest. Seeing his bed so empty, so large and cold bothered Itachi. It was a significant irritation and a subtle sadness. He threw his legs over the side of the bed and slowly stood up – his surroundings blurred together and his stomach coiled in utter protest.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath,

Then he took another one.

It didn't really help with his run down feeling, but he chose – in utter desperation – to believe that it did help. He stumbled out of his room and into the kitchen where he heard faint sizzling. He stumbled in, seeing Mellissa behind the stove, Obito smiling faintly at his phone and Sasuke munching on some pancakes.

"Wha...?" Itachi mumbled in confusion and slight nausea at the sight of Sasuke's pancakes.

"Well, good morning", Mellissa greeted – not turning around.

Sasuke smiled at Itachi as Obito winked at him in greeting.

"Sit down, I made you breakfast", Mellissa ordered.

Itachi stumbled over to a chair next to Sasuke.

"You smell like a brewery", his bother muttered.

Itachi lightly smacked Sasuke's shoulder, "I do not."

It was silent, "Do I?" Itachi asked in insecurity.

"It's normal", both Mellissa and Obito commented.

"Oh my God, I'm going to go shower", Itachi tried to get up.

Mellissa slammed a plate before him and shoved her nephew back down onto his chair, "Not before you mop up the alcohol."

Itachi looked at the plate before him, there was a cut up banana, two eggs and seven salted crackers. He covered his mouth in repulsion.

"I- I can't eat that", Itachi stuttered.

"Well you're going to have to, to get rid of the hangover – or at least lessen it", Mellissa ordered.

"Mellissa I can't", Itachi insisted.

"Here", Obito passed him a glass of water, "Keep drinking until you can stand the sight of food."

Itachi took a gulp of water and in seconds finished it. He didn't feel much better but he could stomach the sight of the food. He tentatively picked up a cracker and took a small bite of it.

"Now you just keep doing that until it's finished", Obito encouraged.

Mellissa made her way to the coffee maker and Itachi spotted his phone in her back jean pocket.

"Is that my phone?" Itachi accused.

"Usually there isn't a tradition of not speaking calling or texting one another the day before the wedding...but everything is finalised and perfect so I'm not allowing any contact", Mellissa spoke evenly while pouring herself a cup of coffee.