My Brother's Best Friend》 ItaDei

My Brother's Best Friend

Planes frighten me. Always. You can crash any second, and the last words you say wouldn't be meaningful.

"Can I get some peanuts please?" I say. What if those are my last words? My last words have to be meaningful or else, how will I go out with a bang?

Anyways, I'm coming back home from college. I've been away for a while. Maybe 5 to 6 years. I stayed after college because I met someone that was rather fascinating who sitting right by me. My girlfriend. Aiko Izumi. I met her at the university my first year. I was 17, she was 18. And we both graduated early because I took a lot of classes. We graduated after 2 years. She is pretty and nice. At times annoying, but I don't put her down for it. She just likes a lot of attention.

Right now I'm 20 years old, Izumi is 21. She's just a few months older than me. But she likes to use that against me. Which is annoying.

"Itachi, are you seriously writing in your diary?" Her voice goes through my ears. I roll my eyes.

"It isn't a diary, it's a journal. And just in case this plane decides to fall, I will have a letter for them to remember me by." I say matter-of-factly.

"Babe, look at me," she says putting her hand on my chin making me look at her, "we are not about to crash, and we aren't gonna die." She reassures. But she didn't reassure me at all. That's one problem in our relationship. But we won't get into that. Not yet.

"See look! We're about to land. Told you." She rolls her eyes.

Well thanks for pointing out the obvious Izumi.

Anyways, everyone cleared the airplane once we landed, and we walked to the pickup lanes outside the airport.

"I can't wait to see your mom and dad!" Izumi smiles excitedly. I wish I was that happy to see my family. I only came back to see Sasuke. My dad is out of his mind. And my mom just tries to pretend like that household is happy. Which I kind of respect, but then again it gets bothersome.

Walking out we see my mother, whom surprisingly isn't with the devil. My mother waves at us and I wave back. Okay, I have to admit; I missed her so much. Actually seeing her physically, I take back my words; although they are true.

"Mama." I smile wrapping my arms around her fragile body. She feels thinner. But she hugs me tighter somehow. After I pull away and get Izumi and my bags, I put them in the trunk while Izumi talks to my mother about herself like usual.

Izumi is sweet, and pretty. But she isn't always gonna be sweet. Like everyone has their moments. But she just has more moments than others. So people call her mean, but I think she is overall a very nice person, and her humor may seem rude, but she doesn't mean harm to anyone. We've been together for more than 4 years. I would know.

"How have you been Itachi?" Mother asks.

"I've been fine." I give a small smile. A fake one.

"You didn't think to call, or check up on us." She states sadly. I sigh, and remain quiet, looking out the window as she drives. I mutter a small apology. But I know deep down, she doesn't blame me for not staying in touch. She wouldn't either. But she'd never admit that.

Once we get to the house, the devil himself isn't there, which I'm very grateful for. I just don't want to see father at all. But I know I'll have to eventually. I go into the house, excited to see Sasuke. I walk in and set my stuff down. Nothing has changed. When you walk in, there's a dark, depressing atmosphere. The stairs are to your left. Then in the center and right, there's the living room. The living room is facing away from the stairs. Facing the right wall. Walking through the living room, behind it is the open kitchen. When you go in the kitchen you walk to your left to see another pair of stairs that lead to the game room and man cave.