Okay peeps i couldnt think of a name for this story so could you please give me a good name for it in your reviews so that my story is no longer untitled.

Pairing: ItaSasu

Warnings: rape, yaoi, some words

Disclaimer: Suki-chan no own Naruto. Masashi Kishimoto-san does.

On with the story!

Chapter 0 – Prologue

Sixteen year old Itachi Uchiha sat the desk in his room huddled over a pile of homework. The digital clock to his left flashed angry red numbers that read 11:47 p.m. Itachi sighed.

He put down the pencil he had been writing with down and stood up from the desk. Stretching he walked over to his full sized bed and sat down. He removed his shirt tossing it to the floor deciding the move it in the morning.

Lying back onto the bed, he pushed down the covers, slipped in between them and pulled them back up over his head. Almost instantly his breathing began to steady and he was slowly lulled to sleep by the silence of the room.

The silence, however, did not last. A few minutes later the door swung open snapping Itachi out of his light slumber.

He pulled the covers around him tightly and curled into a ball willing the intruder to leave with his mind.

"Ita-chan, where are you?" asked a gruff voice. Itachi began trembling as he heard footsteps making there way toward his bed.

Suddenly the covers were ripped away from his trembling body and Itachi curled up tighter and squeezed his eyes shut. A ruff hand grabbed his shoulders and turned him around painfully.

The hand grabbed his jaw and squeezed it causing Itachi to let out a pained cry and open his eyes. He looked up into the black lust-filled eyes of his father. Fugaku Uchiha.

"Ish liddle Ita-chan playing hide and seek?" slurred Fugaku as he leaned down closer to Itachi's face.

Itachi squelched the gag reflex he felt as he inhaled the toxic smell of cigarette smoke and beer on his father's breath. He swallowed thickly and looked up at his father with frightened eyes.

"Please not tonight, otousan," he pleaded softly. Fugaku ignored the plea as he got onto the bed and straddled the trembling boy. He secured Itachi's hands with one hand above his head. With the other he slowly trailed down the boy's chest.

As Fugaku's rough hand brushed against his nipple, Itachi's breathing hitched and he felt the burning sensation of held back tears in his eyes. Fugaku's hand continued to move down his son's stomach until he came to the waistband of Itachi's sweat pants. His hand easily slid under it and he rested his hand on Itachi's groin, cupping him through his boxers.

Itachi's eyes widened and he began squirming and trying to get from underneath his father.

"No, don't do it, otousan. Please, not again," pleaded Itachi louder this time, tears beginning to slip from his eyes. Fugaku just smirked down at his son.

"Just stop squirming and enjoy it." With that Fugaku leaned down and captured Itachi's lips in a bruising kiss, forcing his tongue inside the boy's mouth.

Itachi gagged as the bitter taste of his father's mouth invaded his own mouth. Fugaku pressed his lips down onto Itachi's own harder and squeezed the boy's groin, informing Itachi that he was in for a rough night.

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After what seemed like an eternity to Itachi, Fugaku rolled off of him and began to redress himself.

He turned to Itachi and looked down at his broken, tear-streaked face and smiled. He bent down and kissed Itachi on the cheek.

"You are so beautiful, Ita-chan," he said as he straightened up. Then he walked to the door and left.

Itachi continued to lay there, sticky with sweat, blood and his father's fluids. He slowly sat up, ignoring the agonized protests of pain his body made.

Standing up he gathered his clothes and slipped them on, not bothering to clean himself. What good would it do? No matter how many times he scrubbed he'd still be dirty. His father's dirty little whore.

Quietly he slipped out of the room and into the hallway. He walked down the hall until he came to a door that said "Sasuke's Room Enter At Your Own Risk" in big wooden blue letters nailed to the door. Slowly he opened it and walked into the room, shutting the door softly behind him.

Carefully he made his way toward the bed. He softly shook the figure of his twelve year old brother Sasuke lying on the bed. The figure shifted and innocent onyx eyes opened slowly.

"Aniki?" Sasuke asked, rubbing his eyes. Itachi's heart clenched as he remembered when he was as innocent as Sasuke.

"Sasuke," Itachi whispered not trusting his voice not to break if he spoke any louder. Sasuke nodded and pulled back the covers. Itachi climbed onto the bed and between the sheets, curling into a ball and resting his forehead on Sasuke's small chest as the younger boy pulled the covers back up.

"It's okay Itachi, I'm here now," Sasuke whispered softly placing a kiss on Itachi's forehead and wrapping his arms around the older boy.

This was their routine. Itachi would fulfill his father's sick fantasies and when Fugaku left Itachi would go to Sasuke's room unable to sleep in his own. Sasuke would allow Itachi to sleep with him, not asking questions knowing that even if he did he wouldn't get an answer.

Itachi, grateful that Sasuke didn't know how dirty he was, vowed to never let anyone taint his brother's innocence at whatever cost. He would protect Sasuke in return for him comforting and accepting him in all his filth.

End Chapter 0 – Prologue

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