Okay. This is what kept me busy for a while and what not. It's my first ItaSasu/SasuIta. Plus, I had to rewrite chapter 3 of The Fallen Raven since it didn't really bring anyone's attention, sadly.
Itachi: Why do I have to be an uke in this?
Because people find it adorable when you are and love you more.
Itachi: Was that suppose to make me feel better?
Yes. But it looks like it didn't work. Geez, why do you have to be so sour Itachi.
Sasuke: Vanitas doesn't own my brother and I, or any Naruto characters in general. Naruto is the property pf Masashi Kishimoto.
Itachi ran through the forest blindly, tears cascading down his thin face and
blurring his clouded gray eyes. Lies. All the kisses, hugs, 'I'm sorries' and 'I love yous'
had been lies. Sasuke had been growing gentler towards Itachi after harshly raping
him in his curse mark form. However, the younger Uchiha so found out the truth
behind the Massacre of the Uchiha Clan and turned his back on Itachi. "YOU LIED
TO ME! I CAN'T BELIEVE I EVEN BROUGHT MYSELF TO LOVE A LIER LIKE
YOU!. I TRUSTED YOU AND YOU LIED TO ME! HOW DO I KNOW WHAT WE HAD
WAS EVEN REAL?! I HATE YOU, ITACHI AND GUESS WHAT?! ALL YOU'LL EVER
BE GOOD FOR IS SPREADING YOUR LEGS!" Sasuke had said coldly, soon
regretting his words upon seeing his brother's tear-filled pools and the shock in each
Akatsuki's eyes. "Itachi I-" Was all Sasuke was able to say before his beloved brother
ran away, his heart broken and trust shattered.
The weasel continued to run through the forest until his legs at last gave into
exhaustion. Itachi gave a pained cry as he met the ground, he whimpered softly before
standing on trembling legs and tiredly continued on. He stopped completely when he
reached the Valley of the End and slumped to the hard ground near the water, pulling
his legs to his chest and cried into his knees. How could Sasuke think that their
relationship wasn't even real? He truly loved Sasuke and showed it every chance he got
with great gentleness and caring eyes. But once his younger brother new the truth
about Itachi, he automatically cast his brother aside. Was knowing that his own
brother, who he had tormented and abused with words, had been protecting him all
along, give him all the more reason not to trust him? Hearing his brother say those
horrible words to him broke his heart. Itachi began think that all Sasuke ever saw him
as was a toy to be played with and shortly be thrown away when he grew tired of him.
The thought alone stabbed Itachi deeply in his heart; the weasel was hurt and wanted
nothing more than to end the pain altogether, but knew that only a coward would
choose a path such as taking his own life out of sadness and sorrow.
Sasuke dashed through the forest searching for his brother. He had not meant to
say those words to Itachi, but the damage had already been done when he saw those
clouded gray eyes filled with hurt and tears of pain. The young raven wanted nothing
more than to hold Itachi in his arms and beg for his forgiveness. Sasuke thought back
to the day he chose to spare his brother and keep him as a slave. He could still
remember the spark of fear in those once glowing sharingan eyes that soon faded to
obsidian and then a dull gray after months of torment and mental abuse. The young
avenger had shattered his brother's sanity the moment he raped his brother out of
anger when the older Uchiha had screamed in pain that he could never again consider
Sasuke his younger brother, but had dare to call him 'Orochimaru's little pet'. Those
words had hurt Sasuke, but not as much as the words Sasuke himself had spoken to his
weakened brother as he viciously took his last bit of innocence out of hurt and rage.
No words could describe the guilt Sasuke had felt after breaking his brother's
sanity. He felt awful. Never in his dreams did he ever think he would hurt Itachi as far
as he had done for over five months and 2 months prior did he begin to treat his
brother with great tenderness and love. Sasuke had gained little trust form Itachi and
he had broken that trust when he insulted his brother before the older Uchiha
disappeared from the area. Those pained eyes haunted his thoughts from the moment
he yelled at Itachi to the day he first captured his brother and tortured him as
punishment for killing their parents and clan.
"Hmph." Sasuke cruelly smile when he took in the fear flashing in his wounded
brother's eyes. The young avenger dug his knee into the small of his brother's back,
roughly wrenching his thin wrists behind his back and tying them firmly with rope. He
un-purposely tugged the end of the rope harshly, earning a painful cry from his brother as
the restraints dug into his skin. Sasuke then proceeded in winding more rope around his
brother's chest since his shirt and cloak had been torn off by his Lightning style
technique, Kirin. He heard a soft whimper escape Itachi's lips when he tied his legs
together and slowly removed the sash from around his waist. The youngest Uchiha
retrieved a piece ofhis brother's shirt and roughly gripped Itachi's chin, forcing the
former Akatsuki's mouth open and stuffing the cloth into his mouth before tying his
brother's slashed headband over his lips. Sasuke blindfold his brother with the sash from
his waist and roughly hit the base of his Itachi's skull with the hilt of his katana.
Sasuke carried his brother in his arms as he glided through the trees back to where
he had left his team. He gazed at the unconscious weasel's form, trailing his eyes lustfully
down Itachi's toned chest and defined abs; Sasuke had to admit his brother had a
beautiful and strong body, but it wasn't enough to defeat him. However, he couldn't help
but wonder back to their riot when his brother had begun to cough after he had kicked
him in the chest, he had seen the blood seeping between his fingers and trailing down his
lips. There was definitely something wrong with Itachi, but Sasuke paid no mind to it
anymore. He finally had his brother at his mercy and was determined to make him pay
dearly for slaughtering their family.
"Mmm. Mph?" The little raven chuckled deeply in his throat, he hadn't hit his brother
very hard, but hard enough to render him unconscious for a while. Itachi squirmed in
Sasuke's arms, tugging roughly against the ropes around his wrists; none of this was
suppose to happen, Sasuke was suppose to have killed Itachi when they fought, not take
him captive. "Stop struggling or you''ll make me drop." Hissed the younger brother in the
eldest's ear, sending a violently shiver down Itachi's spine. "I thought of a better way of
getting revenge. Instead of killing you like I've wanted for years, I think I'll make you my
slave and have my way with you." At these words, Itachi struggled more in his sadistic
brother's arms, screaming fearfully against his headband and slowly beginning to tear up
behind the sash around his eyes.
The young raven grew annoyed with his brother's thrashing and slung Itachi over his
shoulder, ignoring the constant kicks to his chest from the weasel's bound legs. He tossed
Itachi onto the unforgiving ground, gaining team Hebi's attention .
"Whoa. You actually got him, Sasuke." Congratulated Suigetsu, lazily twirling his
sword before laying it on his shoulder. The former kiri nin observed Sasuke's brother with
great interest. The man lying bound on the ground had a gorgeous physique, softly built
shoulders and arms, tone chest and define abs, and beautiful long raven hair. Curiosity
overtook Suigetsu as he calmly slid the sash down from Itachi's eyes. He felt the heat rush
to his cheeks at the man's face, Itachi was beautiful, his skin smooth but marred with
bruises and smudges from the fight against his brother, but the feature that caught his
attention most were the older Uchiha's eyes. Red and black pools reflecting fear and
confusion. (Beautiful...) Thought Suigetsu, feeling himself lose control of his body and
soon finding his hand caressing the soft skin of Sasuke's enemy.
Sasuke's eyes flared with hatred. The fear in his brother's obsidian orbs had all but
faded when Suigetsu gently touched his cheek. He grew more livid when his murderous
brother shut his eyes, savoring the gentle caresses from the kiri nin. Sasuke shoved the
swordsman and man-handled Itachi cruelly, throwing him over his shoulder and gripping
his waist as he walked past a stunned Juugo and Karin. "Move it or I'm leaving you all
behind!" He ordered, giving Suigetsu an icy stare before they took off towards one of
Orochimaru's hideouts. Sasuke sneered at Itachi's limp form, his brother had succumbed
to exhaustion and now dangled uselessly over his shoulder. (Hmmm...He is rather
beautiful when he's sleeping...wait, what?) He shook the thought away and continued
staring into the distance, oblivious to the fuming Karin and Suigetsu staring admirably at
his brother.
Itachi weakly struggled against his restraints, the ropes chaffing the skin on his chest,
arms and wrists. An iron collar had been shackled to his throat with a chain secured to a
ring behind him. Sasuke had locked him in one of Orochimaru's dungeons, leaving him
frightened and terrified of the torture to come. Later that same day, Sasuke had returned
to the cell, with Karin right behind him, with a smug look on his handsome face. He
removed the collar and ropes around his brother's arms and legs, but kept his ankles tied
as he shoved Itachi to his knees in the center of the room. Sasuke cut the ropes around
Itachi's wrists, forcefully pulling them above his head and snapping cuffs around them.
He nodded to Karin, who turned a large crane slowly. Itachi muffled a cry of discomfort
as his hands were pulled further above his head, but kept firmly on his knees by a rough
hand on his shoulder. Sasuke dismissed Karin, who gave Itachi at pained glance before
disappearing behind the door of the cell. Itachi heard his brother rummaged through a
wardrobed in a corner far from the prodigy's view and came back with a whip, smirking
at his unsuspecting brother as he casually walked to him. The youngest Uchiha reared his
arm back as far as he could and came down with the whip, hearing a muffled scream of
pain from his brother as the leather met his bare and injured back. For several hours
Sasuke did this, taunting his brother with every strike of the whip and every cry he heard.
He soon placed the torture device in the wardrobe and strolled back to his brother,
gripping his long raven hair and giving it a painful pull, forcing his brother's head back.
"This is only the being of the torture I'll put you through."
His eyes burned with tears at the memory of that day. He had caused Itachi much
suffering, more than his own brother had put him through. Now that he thought about,
Itachi had actually been going easy on him in every one of their encounters throughout
the years. Sasuke felt remorse rise in his heart, he now saw that all Itachi ever wanted
since the day he had brutally taken his innocence...was sanctuary, an escape from the
pain, arms to comfort him, someone to wipe away the tears from his eyes and assure
him that everything was going to be alright. He now sees that his words had done more
than break his brother's heart, Sasuke also comes to the conclusion that Itachi now
doubts his love for him. The youngest Uchiha prays he finds his older brother soon and
assure him that he loves him, and did not mean any of the harsh words he had spoken
to him moments ago and months before.
Itachi wiped away the tears from his eyes. He stared at his reflection in the water,
taking in his fragile appearance and tear-stained cheeks. The weasel noticed he had
grown thinner over the past five months, several bruises and whip lashes adorned his
chest, small cuts on his arms and dark bite marks on his neck. He shivered violently
against the cold, he gasped in fear when warmth surrounded his shoulders, the
trembling weasel turned his head slightly and saw Kisame standing behind with solemn
eyes. "Itachi." The shark said with a gentle tone. Itachi's eyes quivered at the softness
of his partner's voice, he hadn't heard that comforting tone in years and right now
Kisame is what he needed most. As if the shark man had read his mind, he took the
small weasel into his arms and held him close against his chest."Kisame." Cried
Itachi, wrapping his arms around the kiri missing nin's waist and burying his face into
his neck.
Sasuke felt his heart sink. His brother was in the arms of the shark man and
crying out his pain. He had never wanted to ever make Itachi cry again, but he had
broken that promise the moment he told his brother that all he was good for was
spreading his legs. "Itachi..." Slipped his brother's name from his lips. Why hadn't he
done what the shark man was doing? Instead of yelling at his brother, he should have
comforted him, held him in his arms and thank him for everything he's done for him.
"Itachi...you sacrificed so much for the Hidden Leaf. I should've held you instead of
yelling at you...I'll make things right, Itachi...I'll never let you be hurt again."
Promised Sasuke, watching in silence as his brother was lead away from the Valley of
the End by the shark and back to the Akatsuki Hideout where he would be safe.
Konan smiled softly at the weasel sleeping soundly on the couch. She was
overjoyed that her little baby was safe, but disturbed that he gotten so thin over the past
five months. The bluenette figured that his illness had grown worse since he foolishly
went off to fight his brother without taking at least the required pills before heading out
without even a goodbye. Still, Konan did not scold Uchiha for doing something so
dangerous, but instead held him in her arms and gave him his medication before he
drifted off to the land of dreams. Konan spent the next hours reading through several
books on herbs, medicines and cures; she wanted desperately to find a cure for her
little Itachi's disease. The bluenette loved the defenseless raven more than she let on,
everyone knew that her motherly instincts took over whenever she saw Itachi upset, in
tears, hurt or just plain overly quiet. The members of Akatsuki had been amazed at how
well the Uchiha took Konan's over-caring nature then again Itachi had never had
anyone care so much about him before, especially not his mother and father.
Clouded gray eyes slowly slid open. Itachi blinked away the slip from his eyes and
sat up, confused as to how he ended up on a bed when he clearly remembered falling
asleep on the couch in the living room. The weasel was slightly afraid, being blind had
left him paranoid, all he could see was darkness, Itachi shivered at the fact. Many in
the Akatsuki knew that he was not one to be afraid of the dark, but was one to have
astraphobia, yet no one knew how terribly horrified the young Uchiha was of the dark
now. Itachi begun to believe no one cared if he was afraid or not, at least that's what he
thought until muscular arms pulled him to a firm chest. "Itachi." The weasel's blind
eyes widened in disbelief at the voice. "M-Madara-sensei?" He felt the strong arms
tighten their hold on his small body, the person holding was definitely his mentor, no
one else could ever make him feel so safe with a mere embrace. "It's alright Itachi."
The ancient Uchiha sounded so sincere and protective, how many years have gone by
since Itachi had last felt such compassion from his sensei? "Don't worry. Konan is
searching for a way to cure you of your illness...However, I have an idea on how to
restore your eyesight? Interested?"
The process had been painful, but Itachi managed to withstand the agonizing
procedure. The weasel now sat on his bed, several layers of gauze blanketed his newly
implanted eyes. Madara had said it would take about a week for his new eyes to heal,
much blood had been spilled during the surgery, but the ancient Uchiha had asked his
nephew if he truly wanted to continue with the procedure and the young raven quickly
answered that he indeed wanted his mentor to follow through with the eye replacement.
Through the entire procedure of replacing Itachi's eyes with his own, Madara had to
strap Itachi down to the observation table, knowing very well that his nephew would
attempt to stop him from taking his other eye once he faced the unbearable pain that
followed with the removal.
Itachi cried in pure agony as his second eye was taken. The pain was excruciating.
Never in his young life had he ever felt such pain. The young raven wanted it all to
stop, he struggled against the leather pinning his arms, legs, head and chest to the cold
table. Madara had been wise to strap him down, but now wanted his mentor to release
him and stop the burning sensation in his socket. With the eye now in place, Madara
cooed his nephew softly, muttering that it was all over. The ancient Uchiha made sure
he had seeped enough chakra into his nephew's sockets to help with the healing
process and wrapped layers of gauze around Itachi's eyes after assuring himself that
the organs were placed properly and the connections of the eyes were already
beginning to heal with the help off his chakra donation.
Kisame smiled at Itachi as the blind Uchiha trailed his index and middle finger
down a small bird's back. The bird was a beautiful glow of golden yellow, it chirped
happily as the weasel continued to pet it lovingly. One would think that an Akatsuki
could never be gentle and caring, but Itachi was different. Even Kisame could see the
gentleness Itachi gave with each stroke along the tiny yellow-hooded oriole's back, it
warmed the shark's heart to see his partner so fragile and yet tender to a small animal.
He caught sight of a delicate smile making it self known on Itachi's face as the
endearing yellow bird sang its harmonizing song. The former kiri-nin closed his eyes
lightly, listening to the beautiful melody of the oriole as its chirping echoed soothingly
through the empty but very green forest surrounding the Akatsuki Hideout.
The little oriole flapped its small yellow wings and flew onto Itachi's shoulder,
chirping softly into the weasel's ear, causing said weasel to giggle in a child-like
manner as its beak tickled him. "Itachi. Time to go back inside, little weasel." With a
soft laugh, Itachi jogged to the shark, clinging to his arm and nuzzling his face into the
soft fabric of Kisame's Akatsuki cloak. Kisame smiled at Itachi's innocent, patting his
silken raven head and leading the giddy weasel through the caves of the peace-seeking
organization's hideaway.
Two weeks went by since Sasuke had hurt Itachi and Madara's administration of
the eye replacement. Itachi's new eyes glowed with happiness. He smiled and awed at
the beautiful world around him, the young weasel have never seen such colors of the
world. The former anbu captain was overjoyed, his sensei's eyes made him see the
world in a whole new light. The colors around him were brighter, the sky was bluer,
grass greener than before and the water of the lake sparkling like stars, but the sight
that gave Itachi more joy than the world outside the hideout, was the clear appearance
of his sensei and partner. Madara smiled and laughed softly at his nephew's child-like
actions, the smile on his face warmed his heart and the shine in his eyes nearly brought
him to tears. Giving his beloved nephew his eyes was the least he can do after scarring
the small weasel at the sight of the deaths of millions of shinobi and innocent people in
the Third Great Shinobi War.
Itachi gazed longing at the bright blue lake before him. Obsidian eyes drinking in
his reflection. A tear escaped his eye, falling lightly into the water, causing small ripples
to form and his reflection to disappear, only to be replaced with the face of the one he
missed and feared. "Itachi." The weasel could hear his brother's voice as if he were
right beside him, soon the reflection of his baby brother held out his hand, beckoning
the older brother to come forth, but all Itachi did was splash away Sasuke's reflection,
tears cascading down his pale face. Why did it hurt so much to even see his face in
water? He wanted the pain to stop, but Itachi knew that the dull ache and emptiness in
his heart can only be healed and filled by the love of his younger brother. He yearned
to see his brother, the young man had stolen his heart after demonstrating how sincere
he was and the affectionate gestures drew the weasel in more and more. However,
Itachi knew he would be too afraid and hurt to welcome his brother back into his heart,
there was only so much he could withstand until his sanity had crumbled and in return
would leave him in an endless dark pit of loneliness.
Sasuke observed his brother from a distance. He had taken notice that the weasel
longed for him, but fear of what his brother had done kept him at bay as did the hit
within his heart at the words he had spoken to his brother. The younger Uchiha wanted
nothing more than to run to his brother and gather him in his arms, shower kisses on
the older sibling's face and beg for his forgiveness. The next thing Sasuke knew was
that his body was moving on its own. Control of his actions had all but left his mind, all
that mattered was Itachi. (Forgive me, dear brother. I had wronged you in the utmost
cruel ways. You deserved much more than I could ever offer you. All I want from you
know is your love. I would do anything for you, nii-san. Please forgive me and let me
love you once more.)
The small raven continued to grow near his brother, hopping the weasel will allow
him into his heart, but Sasuke knew very well it would not be easy. It had been hard
enough to convince Itachi that he had not meant anything in the harsh words he had
said to him in the long months of his imprisonment. Sasuke wanted his brother by his
side, be able to kiss those soft pink lips and hear the harmonizing sound of his
brother's laughter, see his flawless face dominated by a blush coloring his pale cheeks,
but moreover he wanted to prove to Itachi that he truly loved him. With each step he
took, Sasuke knew that he would be one step closer to having Itachi, his brother, savior
and lover, back...if not gaining his love...then each step taken would result in losing his
brother perhaps...forever.
A little depressing I admit, but ah well. So anyways edits of Chapter 3 The Fallen Raven when will be finished soon. So thank you for reading, review and see ya next time!