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Rated: M

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Witch Doctor

By: Kaida Matsuki

Prologue

Have you ever had those moments when you're the epitome of everyone's desire and envy? That you feel their heated stares and glares alike when you walk through crowds of people you don't even give a shit about? Your alluring charms serenading thousands of people, and even causing some to wish you were never even born? How could you explain that this "charm" of yours, one day, suddenly disappeared? And that that certain charm was indeed your "good luck" which happened to be with you for as long as you could recall, and it also happened to be stolen from you through a kiss? Not just any kiss – a kiss from your true love.

It's crazy, right? I bet that a certain Uchiha would simply laugh at this; or rather he'd scoff at this idiocy, although Fate's wheel is continuously turning for those who are lucky and not. After all, blessings don't always determine our destiny.

"Sasuke," Itachi called to his brother's straying attention. "Were you listening?"

"Hn."

Itachi nonchalantly brushed that off. He looked at his board members and knew that none would dare raise the issue as to why the youngest Uchiha was distracted during a meeting. He also knew no one would question his dismissal of this blatant indifference. He glanced at his younger brother who was looking determinedly at his certain blond-haired employee. Again, he knew what his brother would do right after the meeting was done, and inwardly sighed.

This was going to be horrible.

"You're all dismissed," Itachi said, watching everyone rise and leave, but his focus was only for his newly-acquired assistant fleeing to his side and his brother chasing after him. This was getting absurdly redundant, and it had only been a week.

"Naruto-kun, what can I do for you?" Subconsciously, he wondered how many times he'd asked that.

Naruto stopped and smiled, asking with enthusiasm, "Is there anything you need to be done, sir?"

From Itachi's view it looked and sounded weary, and he knew who the main culprit of this was. That was the same source of Naruto's exact burden. He mentally groaned, "No, you—"

"Yes, he does," Sasuke interceded, glaring at Itachi to say otherwise as he settled behind the blond.

Itachi was tempted to roll his eyes. "And what, pray tell, is it that I want him to do, dear brother?"

Sasuke narrowed his eyes. "He's supposed to hand over his report."

Itachi glanced from Naruto's suddenly stiff form to his brother's threatening one, before sending his eyes heavenward as if asking for a divine intervention. He sighed, already feeling the oncoming migraine he would get. "Sasuke, we've been through this already. You can't ask Naruto-kun to leave his home on weekends."

"I was telling him to send it through mail."

"You can't ask him to send it through mail because it might get lost." Itachi knew what Sasuke would say next from the opening of his lips, and seriously did not want to hear it. "No, you can't get his address just to go to his home and retrieve it."

Sasuke closed his mouth, fuming before opening it again.

"And no, not even if it was very important," Itachi sighed, looking from Naruto's elated eyes to Sasuke's chilling glare. "Is that all?"

"He still needs to report to me, personally," Sasuke hissed, but Itachi knew his anger was reserved for him.

"Well, little brother, I'm afraid he's not obliged to do that because he is my employee, not yours."

"He's under the Uchiha corporation, Itachi, meaning he's mine, too."

"But father didn't leave him under your wing, now did he?" Itachi retaliated, and from Sasuke's balled fists, he knew that the discussion was finally over. He looked at the blond, "You're free to go, have a nice weekend."

Naruto bowed, appearing diplomatic when he sent his goodbyes to both Uchihas, but Itachi could tell the blond's obvious relief in his eyes. As soon as Naruto left the room, Sasuke's heated stare to the blond fell on him with chilling difference. Itachi didn't want to be held any longer from his loving bed, but he knew that his brother was going to be that one person who would hold him away from that if ignored. "Why do you torture him so much?"

Sasuke scowled, "I'm not torturing him. You know that he's the only one I've liked, even before high school, so stop ruining it."

"You know your abuse of power is only pushing him away, so I'm not even 'ruining' it. That's not how courting works, Sasuke." Itachi tiredly answered, going to his office to retrieve his things, and knew Sasuke would follow, even though he prayed he wouldn't. "He's not going to even like you at this rate."

"He's going to fall in love with me."

Itachi scoffed, reaching for his door. "Hn, and when?"

"Eventually," Sasuke mumbled.

Itachi couldn't help rolling his eyes now when no one could see him doing it and at the ridiculously naïve answer. He reached for his suitcase, knowing that his next few words were harsh, but it was still better than leaving his brother in the dark. "Sasuke, I don't see that coming. The only way I could see you making him your lover, is the day you would go to a witch doctor, get a spell and magically make him fall in love with you."

Itachi turned, ready to take on his brother's lashing anger, get it over with and give his advice to finally go home, but stopped. He knew that Sasuke was really serious about the blond. Hell, he'd never seen him like anyone, much less when he practically confessed that he loved the blond enough to make him fall for him in return. He also knew that his little brother was worried with his non-existent development of "courting" methods, because if he wasn't, he wouldn't even tell it to him.

Itachi knew at least that much, but when he looked into his younger brother's eyes at that moment. He realized how wrong he was. From the glow of determination and an idea brewing in his younger brother's mind, he also noticed another thing — that he, Itachi Uchiha, had said something that he would seriously regret.

Sasuke Uchiha wasn't worried.

He was desperate.

God, help him.

[A/N: The story was inspired from when I re-watched with my baby cousin "Alvin and the Chipmunks" and saw "Witch Doctor", that's when I noticed its lyrics and on the spot thought of the story. :D See that pretty button and that box? Yes, underneath. Oh, of course I would love you to review! How did you know?! Favorites? You shouldn't have! You're so awesome! XD Please Review and Comment! ^_^]