Broken

Chapter 40: Last Goodbye

The entire time Itachi was laid up at home, all he did was talk on the phone because of his uncle and relatives. Somehow they found out about the incident with his estranged uncle. Then again, word spreads around fast in the Uchiha family.

"I'm fine Izuna-oji. You don't have to . . . you don't have to come down from Kyoto." Itachi insisted before sighing. Looking over at the blond, he was curled up with a blanket because the air conditioning was to low for his liking. Rolling his eyes, he continued to listen to his family ramble on about giving his brother a piece of his mind and this and that. "Thank you for the concern. I'll be able to . . . yes."

Putting the phone down, Itachi sighed loudly and rubbed his face in annoyance. "Why do I have a big family?"

"I'm not sure. Want to ask your ancestors?" Naruto suggested as he looked up at the man that was sitting in the chair.

"No. I don't think so." Itachi rejected and got up slowly from the chair. He has to go to the doctors for the stitches and any extra stuff they had to get. Walking into the kitchen, he grabbed a granola bar – the last one – and ate it.

Strolling back into the living room where the fox took his seat, he shook his head. "So any word from Hinata-chan and Gaara-kun?"

"Nope. They said they'll give me more information about the rehearsal. Your invitation is hanging on the fridge." Naruto said, making the Uchiha walk back into the kitchen and snatch it off the magnet it was on.

Scanning it over, Itachi hung it back up and went to the den where the computer was humming silently. Sitting down, looking around the room, he sighed. He didn't expect that this would happen. He didn't expect to become the president of Uchiha Shipping Industries until he was older but that changed. Now here he was, shaped into whom he was.

All from the harassment he received in school for his orientation to be a powerful man that his father didn't enjoy being. His father hid his true self when he was in meeting – he saw it a couple of times because he tagged along – to the man he was at home.

Closing his eyes, he took in a deep breath and let it out slowly.

"Oto-san." Itachi called out to his father who was tossing Sasuke up in the air then throwing him lightly on the couch.

Fugaku stopped what he was doing and looked at his eldest son who was holding a math book with the problems he was assigned to do. "What is it Itachi?"

"Can you help me with this? I don't really get it and I've tried it at least three times." Itachi questioned and walked over to his father who sat down next to a giggling – shorter – Sasuke.

The older man took the book from his son's hands and scanned over the problem that he was stuck on. He noticed what he was doing wrong and pointed it out to the grade school student.

Thanking his father, Itachi went back to his room and went on working on his homework. Closing the book and putting it in his book pack so he wouldn't rush the next day, he felt something grab him and put him in the air.

"Oto-san?" The young Uchiha asked loudly as he tried to look over his shoulder for the man that was his father.

"Down you go!" Fugaku shouted as he tossed his oldest son onto his bed.

Opening his eyes, Itachi stared at a picture that they took a month before the murders. He wanted to cry because of the feeling of being useless to his parents but then again, he couldn't have stopped it. He would have been killed in the process most likely.

The feeling of remorse coursed through the Uchiha's body as he walked around in his suit, thanking and talking to people that attended his parents' funeral. He knew Sasuke was staying in his room because of it but he had to do the rounds since he was the oldest.

It still hurt that his parents were gone when they said they'll be there for Sasuke and him until they were old and grey. He felt like they were still there but no one could see them.

"I'm sorry for your loss Itachi-san." Kushina said, patting the Uchiha's shoulder and hugging him.

"Thank you for coming. It would mean a lot to Oka-san." Itachi said with a smile, knowing that his mother and Naruto's were best friends from who knew what. Maybe it started in school?

"If you ever need anything, you or Sasuke, just tell us. We'll help you out." Kushina said and moved on for her husband to tell Itachi something.

"Ita. Dinner's ready." Naruto called and walked back to the kitchen to get the plates that had burritos and salad on it.

Nodding, Itachi rose from his seat, staring at the picture still. "Oka-san, Oto-san I hope you get to see the future this company will have. I can't forget this but you're going to be grandparents from both Sasuke and I. Don't worry about me, high school didn't affect me like you thought it would."

Just a little slow chapter for Ita.

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What Hurts the Most - Rascal Flatts/Cascada

Worlds Apart - Silverstein

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