Sasukes pov

After everything that had befallen me, I decided that I needed a new start. With this in mind I made my way back to Itachis car only to see Itachi waiting for me beside it.

"How are you here right now?" I asked Itachi, puzzled by his presence.

"I drive a McLaren Sasuke. There's no way in hell I wouldn't install a GPS tracker incase of a robbery, gotta watch out for peasants like you afterall." Had Itachi made this snobbish remark on any other day I would've chuckled but today I was simply unfeeling.

"Your eyes are puffy and swollen" Itachi observed. "It's obvious you've been crying... Just ignore grandfather. He'll come around after sometime. He's wrong and you know it, you'll always be an Uchiha by blood." Itachi made a futile attempt to console me.

"Fuck that." I responded bitterly. "You really think I care about being accepted by a family that's being held together by greed. The glue was bound to give way some day so what makes you think that I give a shit that today was that day? That's not why I'm.. Eugh just forget about it" I screamed at Itachi.

Itachis pov

Seeing Sasuke hurt like this was definitely new to me. This new sight before my eyes stirred a new emotion within me. My heart hardened. At first I wondered if this feeling was pity but I know all too well what that felt like. In oppose to pity, I was feeling sympathy towards Sasuke and embodying parts of his pain. Madaras words can't be the reason for Sasuke to display such a broken expression and the fact that I can't decipher the cause of his pain makes me feel like a failure of an older brother. Even still, it was inconceivable to me that Sasuke would dare ask me to 'forget about it.'

"How do you expect me to forget that look on your face Sasuke. I can't possibly forget something so devastating. Please confide in me. I apologise for failing to defend you against Madara, I know I should have spoken out but I was too much of a ..." Sasuke cut me off by abruptly slamming his head into my shoulder. He was heeding my plea. My clothes became wet with the tears Sasuke began to unleash. A part of me was glad that he saw a me as a point of refuge as this is the greatest achievement of an older brother. That being said it was unbearable to witness Sasukes seemingly infinite sadness making me determined to eradicate the cause.

"I'm 6 months pregnant with a baby whos gender I don't know. It's father is a married man who doesn't want the child" Sasuke admitted through hiccups and tears. I couldn't believe this display of emotions, it was a side to Sasuke which I'd never seen.

"I- I'm going to leave Japan and raise my child somewhere far away from the toxicity" he continued. I was still shaken by the fact that for the past 6 months I had let my brother carry this burden alone.

"Calm down Sasuke, you can't just run away like that. Do you even have a plan or anywhere in to go in mind?On top of that how do you intend to raise a child in a foreign land, alone, with no support, I won't allow it."

was my immediate reaction to Sasukes ridiculous proposition.Primarily, I was concerned for his future and well-being but secondarily I wanted to know who the fuck knocked up my little brother then abandoned him so I could ruin that persons life however I needed to obtain my answer sensitively out of consideration for Sasukes feelings.

"I've spent years of my life slaving away for wealth and fame, I don't need a plan to restart my life when I have money" Sasuke pointed out. To an extent he was correct but it wasn't his finances I was concerned about.

"My company is expanding and we've recently branched out to America. My newest branch is located in New York but it's not in operation because I haven't been able to find anyone competent enough to spearhead it. If your really serious about leaving Japan you can run my New York branch in name alone. Since your raising a child I won't expect you to come in regularly and I'll provide you with housing" I said to Sasuke.

"I can't accept that," Sasuke replied me just as I expected.

"Get your head out the gutter Sasuke. Your about to be a parent. Unless you plan on expanding your own company this is your best choice if we're looking for a permanent solution. I owe you atleast this much for not being by your side through all of this. Please accept this as my apology for failing you" I admitted to Sasuke. If this situation was hard for me I couldn't begin to imagine the impact it was having on him.

"Thank you Itachi" Sasuke conceded, accepting my offer as he squeezed me tight. He appeared more relieved which comforted me.

"Who is the father" I asked Sasuke.

"Why is that important right now?" he returned.

"Because It is. I need to make sure my niece/nephew doesn't have any dangerous qualities. If it's father is a mass murderer we need to get the child psychological attention as early as possible" I joked.

"I wouldn't have sex with a murderer Itachi" Sasuke spouted.

"Geez, TMI. I don't need that imagery in my head. You said the kids dad is married right? There's not much difference between a scum and a pyscopath to me." I truly meant this since I plan to deal with the guy who hurt Sasuke the same way mass murderers deserve to be treated. I will destroy him.

"The father is some guy I met in a pub who's name I can't remember" Sasuke lied poorly.

"So it was a one night stand? I enquired. Unexpectedly, Sasuke laughed for the first time today

"It totally was" he responded as he got back into my car. Judging by that laugh, if one didn't know any better you would think what he had said was actually true. I decided to drop the matter of the child's father for the meanwhile until Sasuke was ready to talk to me and proceeded to drive Sasuke to his house to pack his belongings for his move to America.

Sasuke was actually silly enough to think that I'd let him fly commercial or whatever they call those low class public flights. It's understandable that he thinks like a poor person since he doesn't rank amongst the billionaire elites like me and Madara. Well he is young, the only Japanese billionaire in Sasukes age range is Naruto Uzumaki.

Now that I think of it I've heard the name Naruto Uzumaki before. Its the name of the person who Madara told Sasuke to meet with when he was on trial for inheriting the family company. I always found it suspicious that as excellent as Sasuke was he was not able to close a practically pre-meditated merger deal. It had just now dawned on me that the reason is because he was likely being harassed and groomed by that Uzamaki brat. It all makes sense, that must be why Sasuke drove my Mcclaren to such a large private estate. Damn that bastard Naruto. I put the pieces together and figured he fathered my brothers unborn child then abandoned him. This gave me clear ammunition to destroy Naruto by any means Necessary.

"I'm ready!" Yelled Sasuke. We packed all his luggage into the van I had ordered to his house that would take us to the port of my private jet. I had planned to launch my attack on Naruto when Sasuke had boarded. After explaining to Sasuke everything he needed to know when he arrived at America as well as arranging for people to escort him at every given point of his journey, Sasuke asked me an unexpected question:

"Please come with me Itachi."

I was at a crossroads between leaving for America to support my brother and staying in Japan to seek revenge on the man who had ruined his life , as I had planned to personally antagonise Naruto the second Sasukes plane set off. If I agreed to go with him I would have to give up my pursuit for revenge for the meantime however this was a sacrifice I was prepared to make.

"Of course" I replied Sasuke. I chose to go with him to America to aid him with raising his child unlike that scumbag Naruto. Although my plans to destroy Naruto have been put on hold, I can assure you they are not completely terminated.