Defective .:Yandere!Itachi x Fem!Reader:. AU

Defective: A Comforting Presence

[Name] returns home from her job. It's been a long day, and she's happy that she made it back on time during rush hour.

[Name] steps inside her home, and upon entering, she sees Itachi in the fetal position on the floor. With a sigh, she squats down and says, "So I take it, you didn't take a nap."

Itachi lifts his head, his lip trembling. "I don't like it when you're gone, [Name]."

Oh geez. [Name's] inner voice groans as she scans his face. It looks like he's been crying, and assumes he has abandonment issues.

"Get up," she says, and she grabs his arm. "Fuck you're heavy, get up Itachi, I'll take care of you."

These words spark something in Itachi, and he twitches. He pulls himself up with her help, enjoying her the warm touch of her palm.

"Go lay down on the couch, I'll make some tea."

He does as [Name] commands and finds the couch while she finds the kettle and heats the water. She returns to him with a tired smile and drapes a blanket over him.

Crouching down next to him, she cups his cheek and asks, "Now, why are you so upset?"

His frown deepens. The memories from earlier, flood into his mind. That lady. Sasuke's missing. The fear he felt.

His voice lowers, "Is it okay if I ask for a hug?"

Before [Name] can answer, Itachi embraces her, burying his face into her neck. His body shakes in her arms. He clenches her shirt, balling it up in his hands.

The long-forgotten kettle whistles from the kitchen, and [Name] is compelled to remove it from the heat.

"Itachi, the tea," she reminds him and tries to pull away. His grip is tight.

"I don't want any tea—I just need you," he mumbles.

And she's compelled to stay.

...

Sasuke's been with Orochimaru for a while. Yes, he's very creeped out by this man, but Orochimaru hasn't asked him to do anything yet. Keyword: yet.

Sasuke sits in his room, decorated just as he liked. Everything he could ever want is in this room, and all Orochimaru asks of him is to look pretty. Who wouldn't want to live in luxury without having to do a damn thing?

Well, Sasuke. He hates it. He hates this creepy older man that traps him in his room.

Whenever he tries to escape, Orochimaru finds him. He's confused as to how the creep does this, but Sasuke found out on his sixth escape trip that Orochimaru is like the mayor of this crooked town.

So here he is, laying miserably on his bed. With Orochimaru blasting the heat throughout his house, Sasuke sweats through his shirt. Despite the excessive heat, Sasuke learned to keep his clothes on since Orochimaru is a pedophile.

Other men live in Orochimaru's large home too. They revealed stories to Sasuke that horrify the young man.

From these stories, Sasuke learned that if he stays long enough, he'll develop Stockholm Syndrome like the rest of them. If he stays long enough, he'll come to love this man. If he stays long enough, he'll have sex with this man and become one of his other toys until he's thrown away.

That's why he wants to leave. That's why he tries to escape, and none of this luxury shit is enjoyable to him.

Sasuke wants to go back home.

At first, Sasuke thinks it's sweat that rolls down his cheek. He goes to wipe it away but more come. Furiously, he wipes his face, and before he knows it, Sasuke's sobbing.

"Aw, Sasuke? Are you alright?"

The man Sasuke desires to see the least enters his room, unaffected by the heat. Orochimaru struts up to the young boy and pats his head.

Sasuke jerks away from him and covers his entire body with the duvet underneath him.

"What are you so sad about?" Orochimaru asks. The tone is sickly sweet, but the way Orochimaru's hand travels down his body and rests on his hip makes Sasuke shake with disgust.

He sobs harder.

Sasuke nearly wails when Orochimaru rubs his lower back.

He hates him.

He hates it here.

...

[Name] finds herself beneath Itachi. The tea is forgotten, and they sit in silence. She comforts him as best as she can, but she doesn't know what to say. He hasn't spoken a word.

"Itachi?" She says, knowing she won't get an answer. "Can you at least tell me what happened? Why are you sad?"

He holds her tighter and buries his nose deeper into her skin, letting her smell drift up to his nostrils. He exhales a shaky breath.

"I know you told me to take a nap, but, I couldn't sleep, and-and, so I went outside. Your yard looked patchy," Itachi tells her. "So I thought you'd be happy if I watered your lawn."

He pauses and whimpers. "Then I saw this red car."

[Name] feels him twitch against her.

"A lady came out she knew my name, and... And screamed that she was my mother. She said Sasuke was gone."

She understands that Itachi has amnesia. He forgot everything about how past, about the significant people of his life, and his upbringing. The only thing he knows is his name and his brother's name.

[Name] strokes his head and pulls the hair tie from his black locks to comb through it. "Maybe she was your mom. You should probably go back to her. She can help you."

Itachi lifts his head, his chin pressing into her chest.

"I don't know that lady," his voice is full of hurt and confusion. "You're the only woman I know."

Guilt creeps up on [Name], and it feels like heartburn in her throat. The devil and angel on her shoulders berate her for trying to desert this man with no connection to anyone else.

All she does is press his face into her chest and consoles him.

I'm dealing with a baby. A big man-baby.

"I was so scared [Name], I wish you could stay home more."

Bile coats her mouth as she feels even worse than before.

He's so sweet! Why would you want to leave him?! Her angel mentally screams at her.

"I'll take a day off tomorrow, okay?" She says. "Just for you."

Itachi beams like a child and holds [Name] tighter.

She feels him twitch again, but thinks nothing of it.