Twisted Carnality
By: Carissa Savage aka CadenBloodLust
Summary: Uchihacest. One-shot. Yaoi, Lemon, and Non-consent (well, it starts out that way….) Inspired by Shurikenx's "Petals on the Graves."
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of its characters. If I did, I would have definitely made Deidara a girl.
Warnings: Uchihacest (Itasasu), Yaoi, Lemon, Non-consent, Possible OOC.
This is one looooong one-shot, which is why I spilt it into two chapters (wouldn't want you to get bored now!) Almost nine pages on word! That's a record for me.
Written in Sasuke's POV.
The night air brushed against my face like a gentle touch, rustling my hair as it blew passed the tombstones now mounted in its way. The night was eerily dark, progressing wildly. The only thing I could see in the obsidian scenery was the shockingly white flowers, haphazardly thrown on top of the stone, as if it were a last fleeting thought only done in guilt.
My fists clenched at the thought. This place was sacred, it held so much significance, and yet, so little. My eyes locked on the stones before me, sinking into the advancing caliginosity. They were pathetic. These were the only evidence that my clan, my family even existed; these dull, prosaic rocks were the only reminder of the pain, the suffering my clan endured.
Just a bunch of stones, that's all they were. Names and dates carved onto them, as if that made them worthy of holding any importance.
The wind blew violently passed me, as if a thunderbird just took flight, whipping my hair in my face. I didn't bother to push it back; I didn't want to look at the crestfallen stones anymore. But then the wind, as if in defiance, whipped past me in the opposite direction, pulling my hair back as far as it would go without it tearing out of my scalp.
Tears fell from my eyes, blurring my vision. I knelt down before the stones, the ground was cold, I could feel the mud pushing past my knees, staining the hem of my shorts.
This was the one place that I could show weakness in. Maybe that's why I come here everyday. This place, it wasn't part of the world. It was like a vague, unreal realm I could come to, where I didn't have to put on the fake façade of being "strong".
So I cried, sobbing helplessly into my hands, feeling the roughness on my face. What were once smooth, ivory hands that might have been made out of silk, have become hard, and calloused. They were the evidence of all of my hard work, all of the hours I put into training, desperately trying to surpass my brother.
My brother.
I looked up at the thought of him, my line of vision scattered with the "meaningless" stones.
He did this.
I gripped the grass, tearing it out of the wet soil, and threw it at the stones. And then I screamed. The scream sounded as though it came out of somebody else's mouth, like someone being murdered mercilessly in the distance. The sound that reached my ears was so … surreal. But I couldn't stop. I screamed until it hurt, until I could feel my throat become raw.
I hated him more than anything. I wanted to tear him apart, watch his tainted blood splatter on the grass I was now gripping furiously, and watch as his heart stops beating, as his last breaths come out of his sinful body, watch as he slowly sinks into the merciless, tortuous hell that he would be spending an eternity in.
I wanted to watch him suffer.
I grabbed the headstone, lifting my body to rest against it. I looked in front of me and saw nothing but trees, the decaying leaves rustling in the wind. The forest resembled a deep, pitch black cavern, filled with dead silence.
It all happened so suddenly then.
A flash of red in the approaching dawn, a cold, rough hand clasped around my neck, my screams being shoved back down my throat with something that tasted like blood.
I mumbled incoherently, tiny whimpers escaping my lips as the cold, metal kunai pressed against my tongue.
"Oh, little brother, how disappointing."
My eyes widened at the sound of those words, the sound of a gut wrenchingly familiar voice. I tried to scream again, but only managed to make a gargling noise. He pressed the kunai into my tongue again, only harder this time. I could feel my tongue being sliced open as he clasped his hands harder around my throat, trying to suppress the scream he knew was coming. I choked on the blood, sputtering it out onto his face, making tiny, crimson dots on his ivory skin. His lips turned into a twisted curve of a smile, licking the blood that had landed on the side of his mouth.
He harshly pulled the kunai out of my mouth, making sure to slice my bottom lip as he did so. He released his grasp on my neck, causing my body to fall limp onto the headstone. I heard rather than felt my back crack, the disturbing noise rippling through the dead forest.
"I thought you would be stronger than this. But I guess I was wrong."
My whole body started to convulse as the realization of who was standing before me set in.
Itachi.
I stared up at him in horror, weak and defenseless. I could feel the rivulet of blood flow freely onto my shirt, making it stick to my chest.
My brother just stood there, staring me down. His abundance of onyx hair shone blue in the advancing dawn, his cloak ruffling slightly in the dull wind. I watched his eyes move from me to the tombstones, reading every last one of them. A slight smile played on his lips, as if he was reliving the memory of killing them all.
My thoughts went into frenzy. I wanted him out of there; I didn't care what he did to me, as long as he was out.
But of course, he knew exactly what I was thinking.
"Oh, I'm not going anywhere, Sasuke."
I winced at the sound of my name, I felt like he wasn't allowed to say my name, not after what he did to me.
I curled up into a ball on the grass, feeling its soft blades tickle my cheek, and waited for him to attack.
But nothing came. I counted the seconds; about seven minutes had passed without any movement. All I could hear was my own heart, beating rapidly through my chest. I couldn't stand it anymore, it was pure torture, just sitting there, completely defenseless, waiting for him to attack.
I turned around slowly, just enough to see his face. He was still standing in the exact same spot, smiling wickedly.
"Eager, are we? Don't worry little brother. I'm just … thinking."
His smile grew wider; making it obvious he already had something in mind.
"Don't you want to know what I'm thinking, little brother?"
He was right next to me now, his warm breath caressing my neck. I tried desperately to respond, to tell him that I was not his little brother anymore, but to no avail. All I managed to do was spit out more blood and salvia.
He laughed. The unfamiliar noise sent chills down by back, making my hair stand on edge.
"Well, I'm just thinking, what can I take from you…."
I just lay there, waiting for what ever was coming.
"that I haven't already?"
He hovered over me, making my nerves go into a whirlwind.
He made that disturbing noise one might mistake for a laugh again, and knelt down closer to my ear.
"Look at you, you're almost seventeen, and are weaker than you've ever been, why is that?
I could feel his lips on my earlobe now, brushing it slightly.
"I wonder …."
He flicked his tongue across my ear, making me tremble with fear.
"Is it this place that makes you so weak?"
He grabbed my shoulders and pulled me so I was directly in front of him, laying me down softly. I just lay there, stiff as a board, fear electrifying every inch of my body.
He stood over me, his cloak ruffling slightly in the dull wind.
"I just don't get it Sasuke", he whispered, "what more do I have to do to you for you to truly hate me?"
His words were like a catalyst for my anger. I did hate him. I hated him more than anything. Why couldn't he see that?
"Maybe…"
He continued to look down on me with hungry eyes, his voice barely reaching my paralyzed form.
"Just maybe…"
He took his hand and caressed my cheek, then moving it to pet my hair.
"I'll take the only thing you have left to give."
So, what'd you think of part one? Should I post part two??? Well...I'm going to anyway. It should be posted in about a day, I just have to fix up the ending. Review please!