"Sasuke... you're burning up..." he rubbed Sasuke's temples gently, wiping the little beads of sweat from his brow.

He motioned for him to wait, that he would be back soon. And then, Itachi disappeared back into the house.

He returned with a mask over his mouth and nose. Given the fragile state of his immune system, he couldn't afford to catch anything his brother might have. But he brought more than just that - a cool washcloth to rest on his forehead, a small cup of tea for him to drink and of course, lots of love.

"Come on... can you sit up for me?" he nudged him as he sat down again. "You can sit in my lap... if you like..."