Author's Note

Hey all! I know, I should be shot twice and burned because I haven't posted anything in forever but... ^^ I have a new ItaSasu story! Hehe, still love me? I know, I shouldn't be starting a new story when I have other stories to post and finish [i.e: Rumbling Hearts TvT] but this one I really do plan on finishing it. It's not going to be as long as my other stories I have yet to write anything to. Probably no more then five or seven chapters, at the most. Anyways, this is a new idea that kind of sort of popped in my head a couple months ago, but I never finished writing the first chapter. I did when one of my friends asked if I wrote anything recently. I sent her what I had of this chapter and she seemed really eagered to read the rest of it so I wrote more of it. As I was writing, all these ideas popped up in my head. I think this is actually going to help me write/finish my other flics I have posted up. I don't want to keep you guys waiting! .

So yeah, here's something new. I should have the second chapter up later on this week but don't quote me on that XD I hope you enjoy it.

P.S: I don't have a beta right now so there's bound to be mistakes and errors in the flic. If anyone is interested in helping me, I would really appriecate it a lot! =^.^= Ciao!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT own Naruto! Just this flic!

WARNING: This is boyxboy/yaoi/incest/brotherxbrother so if you do NOT approve of any of these things, then click the green button in the upper left hand corner with a white arrow pointed to the left direction. If that's not good for you, click the red box with a white X in the upper right hand corner!

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The Forgotten Summer

So soft, yet hard and cold

Filling my heart, making me go crazy with regret

Closer I become, the more dangerous the situation is

Closer I become, the more my heart breaks

Kisa Masaki-san

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Bright lights shined in my room as my curtains were forced apart. I unconsciously rolled over, pulling the blankets higher up over my face to block out the bright demon. It seemed my escape was futile for the person that invaded my privacy forced the soft, cold blankets down my face, making me groan.

"Time to get up, Sasuke." A calm, gentle voice whispered affectionately to me. I nodded my head slightly before I opened my eyes, immediately shutting them close as the light seemed to blind them. I waited a second later before I opened them again, forcing my eyes to adjust to the unnecessary brightness.

It was 9 in the morning and I felt completely tired and exhausted from my late night of studying and partying. Stupid Naruto had to come sneak into my room, demanding I take a break. Something inside of my brain seemed to block out my sanity for I actually listened to him when he said to come with him. It was a horrible mistake on my part. It forced me to only get a measly three hours of sleep. I knew it was impossible to oversleep with the family I had. They would have thought I was sick if I did.

So I waited until my mom was gone before I staggered to my feet, sleep deprivation getting the best of my normal gracefulness in the morning. I managed to walk over to the window, closing the blinds shut to bring the darkness back to my room. I glanced over towards my bed for a second before I sighed and walked to my bathroom, going on with my normal morning duties.

Once I was presentable, I slipped out of my room, walking down the stairs and to the kitchen. There, my brother and father sat at the table as my mother gathered up the breakfast material. I walked to my seat, sliding the chair out before I sat down, a tired sigh coming out. It seemed as if it went unnoticed by my mother and she glanced over at me with worried eyes. "Are you alright, honey?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just didn't sleep well last night." I rubbed my eyes lightly before I took a sip of the orange juice next to my plate. I felt eyes on me and I glanced up, catching my brother staring at me. He held a curious expression on his face, something I've never seen in a while on Itachi. It slightly made a surprised look appear on my face.

Itachi was… different then most people, or rather, most brothers I taught myself to believe when I was little. We never really connected like we used to after I turned ten. It seemed as if my brother entered another planet and I was much too young and insignificant for him to pay attention to. At first, I didn't understand and was always heartbroken because I loved my brother. I wanted to be his most important person like he was to me. But as I grew older, I became used to the cold shoulder. Now, being sixteen, it didn't even bother me anymore.

I was going through that rebellious stage anyways. I had just hit puberty not to long ago and my hormones were flying out of control. I couldn't tell you how many times my parents and I got into it over stupid shit, mostly me sneaking out after curfew and coming back, smelling like alcohol and sex. Even though I've had sex on plenty of occasions, it didn't seem to satisfy my hunger for something else. Something I couldn't quite put my finger on yet.

I was always an evil child. I started having impure thoughts about brother dearest when I was eight. Of course, I didn't think of doing such sexual things with my brother as I did right now. I was just a child and didn't have any experience in that particular area. Now that I did, I knew I could probably please my brother better then any guy ever could.

I was a freak that loved kinky shit like bondage and various other activities. Even though my male virginity never was taken from me, all my various other cards were. I knew that if my brother knew half the things I did with people, he probably wouldn't want me.

Of course, Itachi was a good guy. He made straight A's in college and was seen as a prodigy in our clan. No way would he be caught doing shameful things that I often imagined him doing in my dreams. That really didn't bother me though. Half of me really didn't want to be with my brother in that way. Half of me just wanted his attention. God knows, I would bend over backwards if he would just look at me. I longed for his attention, to become equal to him.

That's why I made it my job to keep all my dirty activities from earshot of him and all the other adults. Even though Itachi knew I did illegal things and often voiced his disappointment about them, I tried hard to keep him from finding out about other things. I didn't like Itachi being disappointed in me. That was the opposite of what I wanted.

'He looks nice today.' I couldn't help but noticed as I quietly ate my breakfast. Itachi was as graceful as ever even when he was eating. I tried to be just like him but it was difficult, especially today when I was feeling so fucking tired. I knew that I would have to sneak some form of a nap in today or I would faint from exhaustion.

"Sasuke, are you sure you're okay? You have circles under your eyes." My mom reached her hand out, placing it on my forehead to check if I was sick. I snuck a quick glance over in my brother's direction, seeing a small smirk forming on his thin lips. My cheeks burned just a bit and I quickly removed my mother's hand. "Mom, I'm not a child anymore. Don't do that. Besides, I feel just fine. Just didn't sleep well."

"Well maybe you should go back upstairs. I was going to do some shopping for the house but I think I should stay with you." She held a thoughtful expression on her face as she considered staying home. My eyes became bewildered and I quickly shook my head. "Mom, that's not necessary." It seemed to go undead to her ears because she continued to deliberate with herself.

"Mother-" Itachi's voice seemed to break my mother out of her small daze, her eyes shifting to him. "I could watch Sasuke."

"Oh honey!" The shock in her voice almost matched my surprised look. "You don't have to do such a thing. You have classes today, don't you?"

"Yes but I wasn't planning on going to them today. I'm terribly ahead of everyone and I felt that I needed to get some things done for other classes. Really mother, it's not problem." Itachi assured our mom, his velvety voice flowing like wine. Even I was convinced.

"Well… if you are sure." Mikoto nodded her head nimbly, falling for my brother's charm as well. She soon turned a sharp eye towards me. "I don't want you causing any trouble for your brother, alright? His studies are very important."

My lips tightened in a thin line, hands fisting at my side. I hated being scolded in front of Itachi. "Of course, mother. I have stuff to do anyways. Naruto missed class a couple days ago and wants me to copy some of my notes for him. That's going to take a while since there's so much. I'm probably just going to be doing that and various other activities in the house." Surely that was something a good child would do. I, on the other hand, didn't plan on doing that of course.

It seemed to please my mother all the same and she smiled at me, standing up to take the empty plates. I realized I became full just from the little bits of pieces I shoved in my mouth absentmindedly and I pushed my plate away. This seemed to make my mother even more curious about if I was feeling well or not but I didn't allow her to interrogate me further for I had escaped to the comfort of my room.

I tossed myself on my now cold bed, melting at the soothing feeling of the cold against my heated skin. I reached over, pulling the blankets over my body. I barely noticed that I drifted into a restless sleep.

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I realized that by the time I woke up, the clock read 12 on my desk. I cursed bitterly, feeling bad for sleeping so late and quickly jumped out of my bed, changing out of my pajamas and into some comfortable clothes for the day.

I slipped out of my room and tip-toed to my brothers room. Itachi's door was cracked open, a small light coming out from it. I peeked through the small hole, watching as my brother's hand slid through his hair, smoothening the small knots out of his hair as he sat at his desk, in front of his laptop. Whatever he was looking at seemed to frustrate him because he let out a sigh before he leaned back in his chair, his eyes going closed. I felt my heart pound hard in my chest as I watched my brother. He was always so beautiful, from his long shoulder-length hair to his pale feet. I loved everything about him.

"You know, it isn't nice to spy on others." The words barely reached my ear but I managed to catch them nevertheless. My eyes widen a bit as I watched Itachi glance over towards his door, eyes landing on me. I wanted to run back into my room, pretend like this never happened but my mind made me realized that I did nothing wrong.

So, taking in a deep breath, I pushed Itachi's door opened, walking into the calming room. That's one thing that I loved about Itachi's room. Even though he wasn't very social and distant, his room was inviting and made you feel welcomed. Though, it was years before I could feel this calming feeling again. Itachi barely allowed me inside of his room. The last time was probably when I was still afraid of thunderstorms…

I was slightly snapped out of my daze as I reached my brother. He eyed me curiously and I had to turn away from him, unable to look at him. I managed to find the computer very interesting. "What are you working on?"

"A paper for my physiology class." Itachi muttered, another frustrated sigh coming out. I turned and glanced at him, watching as his eyes closed once again. I felt my lips tip upwards as a small smile spread across my face. It seemed like forever sine I could have a decent conversation with him, without disappointment flashing across his face. "Oh? Seems like you're not getting anywhere with it."

"Not really. I can not concentrate at the moment."

"Maybe I could help?" I questioned quietly. My brother seemed to tense at my words and he turned his burning eyes on me, making my heart flutter out of control. I managed to calm it down just a little as I moved behind him, my hands coming up to his shoulders. They gripped them firmly as I massaged the tense muscles there.

Itachi seemed to relax quite a bit as he realized my actions were in good terms and he allowed the small exchange of contact between us, something that also didn't happen for a very long time.

"You're very tense, brother." I didn't even notice my own voice as it spoke affectionate words to my brother. It seemed natural for me to want to be kind to him, to treat him as someone precious. "Maybe you shouldn't work so hard."

Itachi nodded lightly, a calming sigh coming out. His hair wasn't in the ponytail he usually wore, but down so that it swayed across his shoulders and face. It was beautiful. "Maybe so but if this is what I get for being frustrate, I should work on my paper some more." I couldn't help but smile. Being complimented by Itachi felt nice. It meant that I wasn't doing something stupid. "Your hands are very soft, Sasuke."

"Thanks." I was beaming at this point, becoming eager as I continued to ease my brother's trouble. Occasionally, I would let my fingers slide in his hair, loving how the silky hair felt against my fingertips. Too bad I couldn't brush it like I used to. "Hmm… you always had lovely hair, niisan. No fair…" I pouted lightly, my childish side getting the best of me.

Itachi chuckled lightly. "I'm sorry, otouto. I guess I have more of mother's traits." I could believe that. Itachi walked with such grace that it should belong to a woman, not a man. Not to mention, he was as beautiful and sexy as any woman.

No. He was better.

Eventually my hands cramped up and I patted my brother's shoulders before stopping my massage. I stretched out my fingers and walked over, sitting up on his desk. I glanced at his computer curiously before I looked up at him. He seemed to be more at ease now then earlier. "I can't believe you let me sleep for so long. The day is 'practically gone' as mother says." I couldn't help but chuckle at her words.

Itachi shrugged. "Well I believe that after coming back at six in the morning, you needed some more rest-" My eyes widen with shock. How the hell did he know? "Besides, you looked so peaceful."

I bit my bottom lip for a second before my eyes narrowed and I fixed a firm expression on him. "Why didn't you tell mom?"

Itachi smirked. "I didn't want you getting into more trouble. I think you remember the last time mom found out you came home after 12." I shivered at the memory. "Sasuke, sasuke, sasuke…" His playful tone quickly turned serious. "I'm starting to worry about you. You're doing a lot of naughty things, you know…"

Itachi didn't know how right he was. "I'm surprised you even noticed." You never pay attention to me, went across my mind but I didn't dare open my mouth to voice this out. I didn't want him becoming upset even more at me. "Honestly, what I do is none of your damn business. I'm the bad child anyways, compared to you."

"Sasuke…" Itachi's eyes turned cold, burning a hole in my chest as he glared at me. "That doesn't mean you can go and do whatever you please. Our parents worry about you, especially mother."

"Do you worry about me?" I knew my words came as a shock to him because he didn't answer right away.

"Is that really important?"

"To me." I mumbled before I stood on my feet. I walked to his door, throwing one last look at him before I said, "I'm going to get a snack." I then walked out of his room, shutting the door shut. As I stood there, back pressed against his door, my heart slightly dropped and fear slowly began to take over me. I wondered if Itachi knew about my feelings sometimes. If he did, was that the reason why he didn't hang around me? After all, incest was awful.

'I just want him to look at me. Is that so hard to ask for?' I sighed as I left my brother's door, heading downstairs and into the kitchen. I opened the fridge, looking for something small to snack on. I found nothing out of the importance that wouldn't require some effort in making and just settled with a piece of bread to nibble on.

I walked into the living room, sitting down on the couch. I turned the t.v on, flipping through some channels. Nothing really stuck out to me so I just left it on the next channel I turned it too. It was some news thing that, on other times, I would have found boring but my thoughts were getting the best of me. 'Itachi always finds a way to know about the bad stuff I do but he never pays attention to the good stuff I do. It's like no matter how hard I try, he's going to only think about the bad stuff. I don't want that.' I closed my eyes for a second, resting against the couch. My brother was so confusing. I didn't understand anything about him. Even though we were related, he was like a stranger you'd meet on the street.

'If only he could be like that. Maybe then I could force him to look at me.' Though in my mind, I knew I couldn't. If Itachi was the same as he was now, he could easily force me away. It wouldn't require any effort on his part. 'Damn it. I hate how he gets to me. I need to do something that will cause him to lose his cool like he makes me do. Something that will catch him off guard.'

My eyes opened, glancing up at the ceiling. My hands lightly traced an invisible cross over my chest, secretly praying for answers from some spiritual being. It was going to take more than a miracle for me to reduce my brother to a weaken state. Hell, it would take someone finding the cure to cancer and a way into Heaven before that could happen.

'Tch, this is a fucking lost cause. I'm screwed.' The more I thought about my brother, the more my mood damped. How could I fall for such a hardass? We had almost nothing in common but our determination and looks. My brother was better at everything he did and even when I attempted to do something great, I was always seen as his 'kid brother' and not 'Sasuke'.

'That's it! I've had it! I'll prove it to him and everyone else Itachi isn't better then me.' I glared up at the ceiling, eyes burning with fire. I was going to take my brother on in this little game of Cat and Mouse. He might not know of the forbidden dance I've been trying to drag him into, but eventually he will. I was going to make sure of it.

TBC

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