Lost in a dream, living in a nightmare
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Author's lame explanations
This loooong oneshot was written for Kaline Reine's ItaSasu contest on dA. The fic has its brutal moments and its ridiculous moments, and it's not what it seems to be at the beginning, it has this horrible twist…
Tobi: Nooo, don't tell them yet!
Me: *scratches her head* Eh?
Tobi: Heheh, let the poor bastards be surprised!
Me: Aaaaaa, right.
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Sasuke hung his head low, staring at the floor and shivering. He curled up and whimpered as he received a few more hard slaps on the face and a punch in the stomach. The pain made him collapse on his knees.
"Don't you dare! Don't even think about it!" Itachi yelled and kicked the miserable form that crawled in his feet.
"Don't even think about running away from me again!" Another slap. Sasuke whined and looked up. What he meant to be a hateful glare turned out as a sheepish glimpse of Itachi's ferocious expression.
Itachi raised his hand to slap him again, but stopped and sighed, staring at little pathetic Sasuke squirming on the floor, bruised, scratched and dirty, his clothes torn. Running through the forest in the rain in a desperate attempt to escape had done nothing good to his appearance.
Itachi looked at his sad face, so dirty and covered in a mixture of mud, tears and blood, and sighed again. That damn little idiot.
The discovery that Sasuke was missing again had thrown Itachi in panic. Something had squirmed painfully in his chest at the thought that maybe this time Sasuke would not come back, and then he would lose his trace and never see him again. However, Itachi had found him and now the stubborn little brat was in his clutches again. For a moment he wanted just to hug him and kiss his dirty face, but that was not the right thing to do. The little slut had to learn his place.
Beating the crap out of Sasuke the moment he found him and then brutally taking him right there in the middle of the forest was not enough. Nor the merciless punches and kicks Itachi had given him, nor the way he had knocked him on the ground, pressed his face into the mud, and then thrust roughly into him and pounded him in a frenzy, nothing had indulged Itachi's anger. It hadn't calmed him down. Not even the fact that he had actually found Sasuke on his way back, desperate and defeated, his will broken. This happened every time Sasuke tried to escape, doing his best to get as far from the castle as possible, and then just going back, unable to imagine a life without Itachi.
And now, as usual, he was facing the consequences.
Itachi clutched Sasuke's throat and pulled him closer, staring intently in his frightened eyes.
"Why don't you just give up? You can't go away. You just can't. You'll always come back to me, Sasuke, always. Can't you understand that?"
Sasuke blinked and a few more tears rolled down his dirty cheeks, leaving traces on his mud-covered face.
"You want me, Sasuke, you want me and you can't help it, that's why no matter how many times you try to leave the castle and run like crazy through that damn forest, no matter what your mind tells you, you know that you don't really want to go away. You'll never leave me. Your body wants me. It wants everything I do to you, even when it hurts."
"I never wanted to be your slave! I never wanted you to treat me like this! It could have… It could have been different…" Sasuke's whine turned into a quiet whisper and melted in the silence. He lifted his gaze up only to meet Itachi's merciless smile.
"Yeah, Sasu, keep on wasting your adorable tears for me." Itachi's fingers crept under the remains of Sasuke's clothes. Sasuke tried to flinch away from him, but another heavy slap across his face reminded him his place.
"Who do you think you are to disobey me?" Itachi's face was just inches from Sasuke's, and it made Itachi realize how terribly dirty and muddy Sasuke really was.
"You little moron, you made a mess of yourself again."
Itachi tore Sasuke's clothes, then he laughed at the sight of dirty naked Sasuke trying to crawl away from him. He grabbed him by the hair and dragged him out of the room, then pushed him into the large bathroom and threw him on the cold marble floor.
"Clean yourself."
When Itachi came back after a few minutes, he found Sasuke in the shower. Now, when the layer of mud was removed, he could enjoy the perfect beauty of that pale mournful face.
Itachi removed his own clothes and joined Sasuke under the warm spray of water. After a while he dragged him to the large tub and threw him in, splashing water everywhere. Then he went in as well.
Itachi gently brushed a few black strands away from a wet pale cheek.
"You know, Sasu, you're so sweet when you're not covered in all that dirt and mud. Though, no matter what, you'll always be a dirty little boy."
His fingers followed the lines of Sasuke's body down and under the water. One finger slipped inside him and gently moved in and out.
Itachi licked Sasuke's face, his tongue brushed Sasuke's lips, his cheek, his neck and his ear, and he whispered "You like it, don't you? I know you like it, I can feel that you're hardening, I can feel the moan that is going to escape your lips if I give your heated skin just one more touch."
He shoved his tongue in Sasuke's ear, then he bit it gently, and then he shoved his finger deeper into him, smirking at the sound of a quiet, soft moan.
"If you like it so much…" The rest of the sentence turned into an angry snarl. "Then why? Why are you doing this? Again and again you keep trying to escape, you little bitch!"
Sasuke couldn't even scream before he was gripped by the hair and his head was pushed under water. Itachi watched the terror in his wide open eyes and the air bubbles escaping his lips as Sasuke desperately struggled to get out of the tight grip. He let him go and grinned at him as Sasuke coughed and gasped for a breath.
"Does it feel good, bitch? Losing your breath, feeling the crooked hand of death clutch your throat? Is this what I have to do to make sure you'll never run away again? Kill you? Bury you here and keep you forever, lying in your cold grave, unable to escape. Is this what I have to do?"
Since the dramatic effect of those words was not enough, Itachi pushed Sasuke's head down again, nearly pressing it to the bottom of the tub.
"Now that looks good."
Sasuke was kneeling and the position Itachi was holding him in made his butt stick out of the water. Wet shiny flesh popping up from the sparkling surface. The smooth round forms were too irresistible.
Itachi pulled him up once again, then he grabbed his hips and thrust roughly into him. Sasuke's body jerked at every hard slam. He was still unable to take his breath properly when Itachi pushed his head in the water again, not even slowing down his thrusts.
"This will teach you!" he growled as he was sliding in and out of the squirming body.
He let go of Sasuke's hair and Sasuke clutched desperately the edge of the tub as the rhythm got faster. He was coughing and struggling for air, doing his best not to fall under water again, as the huge cock was stretching his insides, making his body shake at every rough slam.
Finally Itachi came hard inside him and relaxed on top of him. He clung to Sasuke's back, pressing his ribs to the edge of the tub and stealing his breath once again. He bit his neck, shoved a finger in the stretched reddened hole and pushed in and out a few times.
"You're my property, don't forget it."
Itachi moved away, grabbed Sasuke's shoulder and turned him around to give him a fierce kiss. Sasuke tried to flinch away, but Itachi held him by the arm and continued to shove his tongue in his throat.
"You're mine, Sasu, you're mine and you know this too well. You don't have enough will to leave me forever. You'll always stay by my side, submit to me and let me do with you whatever I want, even when you get no pleasure from it."
Itachi took half-drowned Sasuke in his arms and carried him out of the bathroom. Sasuke was still dizzy when he found himself in front of the fireplace, wrapped in a towel and shivering. Itachi leaned over him, wiped the water drops from his face and kissed him.
"Beautiful," he muttered and went to get his clothes.
Sasuke curled up and his blank gaze fixed on the fire, tracing the dance of the squirming flames. Then he turned around and looked hopefully at the enormous wardrobe.
Itachi didn't miss his glance and smirked.
"No, Sasu. Don't think you'll be wearing any of these. I don't want anything to stay between your adorable body and my eyes. You'll be in your usual outfit."
This meant Sasuke would be naked.
When Itachi got dressed, he placed a leather collar around Sasuke's neck and grabbed the end of the chain attached to it. In his other hand he held a short leather whip.
"Well, it's time for dinner, let's go."
Itachi went out of the room, dragging Sasuke with him like a dog on a leash. He walked fast and pulled the chain roughly. Sasuke was stumbling behind him and was constantly losing balance and falling on the floor, but Itachi never stopped to wait for him to get up properly, so most of the time Sasuke was forced to crawl just like a dog. Itachi turned around to look at him from time to time and slapped his ass with the whip, laughing at him.
"Bark, Sasuke, bark. My cute little puppy."
They walked like that through the long somber corridors of the huge castle.
Yes, a castle. When you become the strongest one in Akatsuki, then kill them all and steal their money and Kakuzu's savings, you definitely can afford to live in a castle in the middle of nowhere in a faraway country. Screw ninja pride and world piece, there are far more important things in life.
Finally they reached the enormous dining-room. Itachi sat at the end of the long table, and Sasuke just curled up on the floor next to Itachi's chair, resting his exhausted body on the thick red carpet. He was never allowed to sit at the table and eat properly. Usually there was a bowl on the floor for him. Just like a dog's one. But not this time. Whenever he dared to misbehave, he got no food.
Sasuke looked up at Itachi who, with all his newly developed mania of looking as imposing as possible, was sitting on the big velvet-covered chair as if he was on a throne, like a dark and evil king from a creepy fairy-tale. Sasuke's gaze met his eyes. The dim lighting made them look even darker, like wells of nothingness.
Itachi smiled and said with a fake caring voice "Sasu, my dear, are you hungry? Why don't you eat this?" He unzipped his pants and Sasuke crawled in front of him, knowing what he was supposed to do. The huge cock filled his mouth as he was kneeling between Itachi's thighs, diligently sucking what he was offered.
Itachi just kept eating as if nothing was going on. He leaned back in his chair, sipping his red wine, but then he jerked and quickly placed the crystal glass back on the table when he felt the stimulation from Sasuke's gentle tongue getting too intense. He moaned and grabbed the edge of the table as he felt the soft wetness writhing and swirling around his dick faster and faster. Burning pleasure raged through his body and he almost knocked the glass of wine off the table as Sasuke gripped his thighs with both hands and deepthroated him. He came hard and relaxed in the chair, trembling at the feel of Sasuke's tongue gently licking him from base to tip, diligently collecting every drop of cum. It was all poor Sasuke was going to get for dinner.
And then Itachi looked at the table and noticed that something was wrong. Something was missing. The candle. He liked to have a single candle in the middle of the table, but now it wasn't there. Obviously the servants had forgotten it this time.
His irritation rose. He liked to have things exactly as he wanted them, even the minor details. He could call the servants, but he decided he didn't want to deal with these idiots right now. And if any of them dared to mention anything about OCD ever again, all of them were going to be fired.
Itachi zipped his pants and got up from the table. After rummaging a few drawers, he finally came back to the table, holding a long and slender black candle in his hand. But he had to stick the candle in something in order to place it on the table, and he couldn't see anything appropriate around. He thought for a minute, then he grabbed Sasuke and sprawled him in the middle of the table, face down. Then he stuck the candle in his ass, adjusted it and lit it. He sat back in his chair and looked at Sasuke and the candle.
"Ah, beautiful!" He smiled happily and started eating.
Sasuke was desperately trying not to move too much whenever the hot melted wax was dripping on his skin. When Itachi finished his dinner, he just sat quietly for a few minutes, admiring the sight of the smooth black candle sticking out of Sasuke's pink hole. Now this was true art. Forget the bullshit Deidara had constantly blabbered, the moron had never had any real artistic competence anyway.
The sight was tempting.
Itachi's breath got ragged and his pants suddenly got tighter.
He got up from the table and went to Sasuke, his steps quick and impatient. He gently removed the melted wax from Sasuke's skin, then he extinguished the candle, but didn't take it out. He slid it a little deeper, then slowly moved it back and forth a few times.
"You deserve something bigger in there, Sasuke, don't you think so?"
Itachi pulled the candle out and Sasuke thought he was going to take him right away, but Itachi just ran his tongue between the two rounded cheeks. He wiggled it in the hole before slipping a finger inside.
"You can't resist me and that's it. You like every touch I give you. Even this."
A hard slap made the firm flesh shake a little and obtain a nice pink hue. Itachi smirked when he heard the expected whimper.
"You still can't figure out why you like it when you actually hate it so much. And then you wonder why you hate it when you love it so much. I think it's about time you make your damn mind, Sasuke."
This time it was a scream because the slap was hard and left a bright red print.
"Run away and you'll never get this again."
More whimpers and involuntary shivers followed as Itachi ran his fingers in the crack between the reddened cheeks.
"Is it hard, Sasuke? Rubbing against the table at every little move you make. I bet it's hard and twitching already. You know it gets hard the moment you feel my fingers on you."
Itachi slipped a finger inside.
"Is this what you want? You want some fun in your sweet butt?"
Sasuke had long ago learned that biting his lip didn't help hold back these pathetic whimpers that amused Itachi so much.
"What's with that moan, are you complaining? I know this is not enough for you." Itachi added a second finger. "Is this better? No? Not enough, eh? I know, I know. You know what you'll have to do, right? I'm so predictable, aren't I? You'll have to tell me what you want, or I'll leave you with blue balls and go find a stupid servant to bend over for me."
Sasuke was panting. Itachi was right. He was painfully hard already. And he didn't want to spend the whole night with his hands bound so he wouldn't touch himself and listening to the pathetic screams of whoever Itachi fucked.
"What do you want, Sasuke?"
"Your cock," Sasuke muttered at last, his voice weak and ashamed. Itachi never got tired of this, asking him again and again, making him say these things. And Sasuke still saw it as a huge defeat to utter the words over and over.
Itachi patted his butt. "Where do you want it, Sasuke?"
"Inside…" Sasuke breathed heavily. "You… inside me."
"And the magic word?"
Oh how he hated this mocking voice.
"Fuck you!"
"Uuum, no. Just a liiittle bit different."
"Fuck me."
"That's right. Don't be stubborn, I'm sure you know the script by heart."
Itachi quickly undressed. He was too impatient and as soon as he kicked away his pants and underwear, he climbed on the table with his unbuttoned red shirt still on. He grabbed the chain connected to Sasuke's neck and pulled it to make Sasuke kneel and bend over in front of him. He thrust into him and grabbed the whip. The slapping sounds from two bodies colliding and from leather hitting flesh mixed.
"Do you like how I'm riding you, Sasuke, you're my pony."
Between pants and moans Sasuke somehow managed to mutter "But you're the one who has a pony-tail, Itachi…"
"You little idiot!" Itachi started hitting even more fiercely with the whip…
And then, oh what a 'surprise', everything blurred, colors faded, shapes lost their outline, and Itachi started waking up. Only the sound of whip slapping against flesh remained painfully real, and an unpleasant stinging sensation pierced his body as the fierce slams against his own skin woke him up completely.
He felt stupid. He felt this way every time he woke up from his twisted dreams filled with lustful images of Sasuke being tortured and dominated. His sweet perverted dreams, dreams of him being powerful and ruthless, and Sasuke being weak and miserable, it always felt so good when he was dreaming. And it always felt so depressing and humiliating to be ripped away from his pleasurable fantasies and to wake up in the sad reality.
Itachi blinked a few times to adjust his eyes to the dim light provided by the flames of two torches attached to the humid stone walls of the gloomy dungeon. He writhed and the chains that hung from the ceiling and restrained his arms jingled.
He felt so weak, hanging on the chains like a rag doll, unable to stand firmly on his feet. He must have fallen asleep from exhaustion. Running through the forest like mad, and then being tortured like that, it had drained all his energy. Why had he given up in the middle of the way and had come back? He wasn't sure. Why? To keep bearing this? This humiliation? A harder slap interrupted his thoughts, then the beating stopped and Sasuke's furious expression appeared right in front of him, just an inch from his face.
"Don't you dare! Don't even think about it!" Sasuke yelled and punched Itachi in the stomach. His face was squirming with the grimace of rage typical for a three year old who just got his favourite toy snatched away from his hands.
"Don't even think about trying to run away from me again!"
He gave Itachi a slap in the face and a thin streak of blood appeared at the corner of Itachi's lips and ran down his chin. Sasuke licked the blood, then he grabbed Itachi's chin and forced him to look in his eyes and meet his sharingan. Various images briefly ran before Itachi's eyes, horrible, bloody, disgusting images, then everything stopped and he heard Sasuke's hoarse whisper.
"Do I have to do all these things to you to make you know your place, Itachi?" Sasuke's palms slid all over Itachi's naked body. "Don't make me give you horrible scars and ruin this perfect skin. I know better than wasting such a gorgeous body. That's why I gave up killing you, in the first place. Having you as a miserable, obedient slave is much better revenge than a mere boring death. And it's so… satisfying."
He went around Itachi and stopped behind his back.
"And to think that I really wanted to kill you back then. Was I stupid, or what?"
Sasuke licked Itachi's neck, slid eager palms down his back and squeezed his ass cheeks. Then he shoved a finger inside him and pushed it back and forth. He closed his eyes at the feeling of the soft tender flesh that surrounded his moving finger. He thrust it deeper and wiggled it, making Itachi let out a soft whimper. He curled it right into a spot that made Itachi writhe and grip the chains for support as his legs shook and refused to support his body. Sasuke rubbed slowly with his finger, his lips moving up and down Itachi's neck.
"You really like it when I'm gentle, don't you?" His other hand patted Itachi's butt and stopped at his hip. "That's why I'm always rough, bitch!" he yelled and gripped Itachi's legs, lifting him from the ground. Then he slammed into him with all his force and started pounding him, pulling roughly his body at every thrust.
Itachi's only support were the chains that held his wrists and Sasuke's tight grip on his thighs. It made him feel completely helpless. He was aroused, but unable to come one more time after the hours of sadistic torture with all kinds of vibrators, butt plugs, cock rings and various weird devices which were used to force him into multiple orgasms until it was painful and he couldn't take it anymore.
When Sasuke was done with him, he unchained him and Itachi's limp body collapsed on the floor. Sasuke kicked him and he rolled over.
"Drag this scum to the bathroom and send someone to help him. And then let him rest. The poor bastard needs to recover and get ready for tonight. I already chose someone else for my bed, but I think I'll let him join in." Sasuke's laughter reached hysteric levels before he left the room.
Then Tobi, who was sitting quietly in the shadows in the corner, got up and lifted Itachi's body. He dragged him out of the room and up the stairs until they were out of the castle's basement.
Yeah, Itachi was in a castle indeed. But it was not his castle. It was Sasuke's.
When you're a miserable, depressed kid who feels betrayed by his own beloved brother, when you have seen the blood-covered corpses of all the people from your clan, when getting stronger and having your revenge is the only meaning of your life, and when you're not just some random ordinary kid, but you happen to be the creepy, insanely ambitious and stubborn Sasuke Uchiha, then you're bound to become extraordinarily powerful. Powerful enough to defeat Akatsuki, powerful enough to attack Konoha and cause devastation there, powerful enough to beat anyone who happened to be stupid enough to stand in your way.
Rumors and even legends about Sasuke's cruelty were spread around, some people admired him and others considered him a real nightmare. Opinions varied and some thought he was a genius, while others said he was merely deranged. Probably both things were true.
He had killed a lot of people, stolen a lot of money from Akatsuki, from Konoha, and from god knows who else, and when he finally got tired of all the slaughters, he literally disappeared.
A faraway country with convenient laws where no one cared who he was and what he had done in the past, and the only thing that mattered was that he had a ridiculously large amount of money. A classic scenario.
Slavery was legal (another terribly convenient thing), and there he was, living a happy life in his huge old castle, having many of his former friends and enemies captured and turned into slaves. They knew their situation was hopeless and had long ago given up any attempts to leave the place.
The only one who still made desperate attempts to escape was Itachi. And he always failed.
Like he had just done.
Tobi dragged him out of the dungeon, brought him to the bathroom, placed him in the tub and left. Itachi was so exhausted that he was nearly unconscious. He didn't have enough strength even to keep himself above the surface of the water and he slid to the bottom of the tub.
Maybe he would have drowned, but then a hand gripped his hair firmly and lifted him up. He coughed and gasped for air, then he blinked a few times and looked stupidly at the angry, and yet concerned face that appeared in front of his eyes.
Sakura gave him a sympathetic and at the same time irritated look and scolded him.
"Ita-chan, you damn moron, what the hell are you doing, trying to drown? And why did you try to escape again, you idiot! You know it's pointless, when will you learn? Besides, you bring troubles for all of us. Whenever that jerk Sasuke is pissed off because of you, he yells at everybody. Stop making our life even more miserable than it already is, Ita-chan, the others will hate you."
Then she started washing his hair and kept muttering to herself what an idiot he was. Itachi just lay there motionless. When she finished helping him wash, she went out and came back in a minute, Kiba and Neji following behind her.
Sakura pointed at Itachi and instructed them "Take him to his room. I have no time to deal with him. Do you have any idea how much work is waiting for me? I was interrupted in the middle of another task and was told to take care of him, but now I have to go back and finish what I started. And don't you dare take advantage of the fact that he's almost asleep or unconscious, you damn molesters." She sighed, brushed a few pink strands away from her forehead and rushed out of the room.
Kiba made a mocking grimace. "Yeah, yeah, she's always too busy. Some people here try to pretend they're more important than others."
Neji just rolled his eyes and both of them grabbed Itachi, wrapped him in a towel and carried him out of the bathroom. In the hallway they bumped into Naruto and dropped Itachi on the floor. The blond shouted some curses at them and went away, limping. Kiba yelled after him.
"What's with the bad mood, Uzumaki?"
Naruto turned back to give him a mean look.
"You wouldn't be awfully happy too, Inuzuka, if you had spent the night in Sasuke's bed, and now you were unable to sit on your butt like I am! It's not funny! And poor Kakashi sensei can't even walk!"
Naruto went away sulking and Kiba and Neji laughed like crazy. They grabbed Itachi again and brought him to his room where they sprawled him on the bed and stared at his naked body for a minute. Kiba grinned.
"Do you think we should molest him?"
"I can't believe this is what I've turned into," Neji sighed and unzipped his pants.
In another part of the castle Sakura ran like mad through the winding corridors until she finally stormed into a room. There, in front of a large mirror, was sitting Orochimaru.
When Sakura entered the room, he turned around and gave her an annoyed glare. His arms flailed in the air and he squealed in a high-pitched voice "Sakura-chan! Why did you have to go away so suddenly and leave me waiting here for more than half an hour? And where the hell have you been? You know that Sasuke wants me for tonight, and I'm not ready! Just look at me, my hair is a mess!"
She sighed and resumed whatever she was supposed to do to his hair.
"Come on, Oro, calm down, we have plenty of time. I'll make you look brilliant tonight. I'm sorry I made you wait, but that idiot Ita-chan tried to escape again."
She kept working on his hair and he made agitated comments all the time, asking her to fix or change something. Finally she was done and he looked at his own reflection in the mirror for two long minutes, then he smiled and said "Awesome! I knew I could count on you, Sakura-chan. And now I must get dressed, but where is my red kimono?"
Sakura looked around and scowled, then she opened the door and yelled at the top of her voice.
"Hinataaaaaa, you lazy bitch, where is Oro's damn kimono, you should have brought it by now!"
In a minute a nervous Hinata rushed into the room, carrying a very expensive and exquisite crimson kimono. She and Sakura helped Orochimaru put it on, adjusted it to his body, making sure every part of it was in place, and when they finally deemed him charming and irresistible enough, they stepped away and stared at him in awe.
He turned to the mirror and clapped his hands.
"Aww, I'm so flawlessly pretty, and my hair is perfect and absolutely gorgeous!"
He placed a brief kiss on Sakura's cheek, then smiled and winked at her. "Thank you, my dear!"
He gave Hinata a grateful smile as well, and then he gracefully floated out of the room. Hinata looked at him with curiosity, still confused about his extreme enthusiasm. Orochimaru was the only one who seemed to be truly happy to live in that castle and to be Sasuke's bitch.
Sakura sat on the floor, exhausted from all that rushing all over the castle. She held her head in her hands and sighed.
"At least one person here appreciates what I'm doing, and…" She couldn't finish her sentence because a furious Sasuke appeared at the door.
"What makes you think you have time for rest, you dumb whores, drag your lazy asses out of here and keep doing your work!" He turned around and left. Behind his back Sakura made a mocking grimace and gave him the finger, and when she was sure he was far enough, she giggled and said "You dumb whores!" with a funny voice and ridiculously exaggerated angry expression. Then she and Hinata went to the kitchen to help Chouji make the dinner.
They saw a sleeping Shikamaru in the corner and kicked him to wake him up. Then Tobi stormed in the room and hungrily attacked some of the food that was already cooked. Ino slapped his hands and pushed him away.
"No, you idiot, you'll ruin it. I just decorated it and made it ready for serving."
Tobi squealed with disappointment, then he suddenly remembered something, glared angrily at her and said "Tobi is in charge of all the slaves, you can't talk to Tobi like that!" Then, before anyone could stop him, he shoved his hands in a big chocolate cake, breaking it to pieces. Sakura grabbed a frying-pan and tried to hit Tobi with it, but he rushed out of the room, chocolate smeared all over him.
Ino sighed. "Can anyone explain it to me why this idiot of all people is the one in charge of the others? Why did Sasuke give him such privileges?"
Shikamaru looked at her as if she was the stupidest person in the world.
"As dumb as usual. Don't you know that Tobi is an Uchiha? He's just pretending to be Tobi. In fact he is…"
Creepy laughter made all of them turn around. Sasuke was standing at the door. He gave them a despising look.
"You idiots. Tobi used to be that person. He had a split personality and psychiatrists tried to heal him with some weird jutsu. They wanted to suppress the 'Tobi' personality, which was obviously the more deranged one, but…" Sasuke almost choked with his 'bwahaha' kind of laughter. "They made a mistake and destroyed the other one! And now the only existing personality is 'Tobi'."
Shikamaru seemed bothered by something.
"But then… Why did you place Tobi in charge of all the other slaves? You could have chosen someone more… er… normal and reliable?"
Sasuke gave him a serious look. "Because I think Tobi is cool!"
He grinned again and left the room. For the next few minutes they could hear his psychotic laughter echoing in the hallways.
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Itachi woke up in his room. He looked around in bewilderment, and then he remembered where he was and why he was there. He wiped something sticky from his face. Probably Kiba's or Neji's cum.
Once again he had woken up in the ugly reality. The damn nasty and miserable real life. Not like the dream he had just had. Another dream of Sasuke being small, sweet, and adorably helpless, writhing and screaming in his arms. This was the second dream of this kind for today.
The last thing he remembered was Kiba and Neji dragging him out of the bathroom, and then he must have fallen asleep. Apparently whenever he fell asleep he dreamed of Sasuke being his slave. And he was thankful for theses dreams because they were the only thing that helped him bear his wretched life. However, no matter how horrible everything was, he just couldn't bring himself to leave the insane little bastard. He tried, and tried, but always came back in the end.
Even now that tiny voice in his head was torturing him and screaming at him how stupid and pathetic he was.
Itachi went near the window and glanced at the thick forest surrounding the castle and the grayish mists that crept around the old trees, then his gaze followed the flight of the bats that were circling above the highest tower. All the barriers and other crap were, of course, invisible. Escaping from this place wasn't an easy thing. But that was not the problem. His strange obsession with Sasuke was. Sasuke always did awful things to him, but the more Itachi thought about it, the more he realized that whatever Sasuke did to him was better than nothing.
His melancholic reverie was interrupted when Sakura rushed into the room followed by Hinata and Ino. She gave Itachi an incredulous look, whined miserably and started pulling at her hair.
"Ita-chaan! Why do you have to be so damn troublesome! You know that Sasuke wants you for tonight and you're not even dressed! Do I have to do everything here? You could have at least tried to help me a little. Just look at yourself, you're a total mess! And Tobi will be here any minute to take you to Sasuke's bedroom!"
Sakura turned to Hinata and Ino. "And what are you idiots waiting for? Help him!"
They rushed to Itachi and tried to comb his hair while Sakura was rummaging his wardrobe, looking for some appropriate outfit.
"Leave me alone! Don't touch me and just go away. I don't give a damn what my hair looks like, all of you just get out of here!"
Itachi kicked and hit the three girls until he finally managed to push them out of the room and slammed the door in their faces. Sakura's voice came from the corridor.
"Ita-chan! You're so rude! If you insist on behaving this way, I will no longer secretly give you cookies whenever Sasuke deprives you from dinner!"
"I don't care!" Itachi collapsed on the bed and buried his head under the pillow.
In a few minutes Tobi stormed in the room.
"Ita-chan, let's go, Sasuke is waiting for you."
"Fuck off, I'm not going anywhere! And what's with everyone calling me Ita-chan!"
Tobi scratched his head and thought for a minute, then he grinned and said "Then Tobi will stay here and sing until Ita-chan agrees to go with Tobi!"
"Holy shit, Tobi, no! Just not that! I've had enough torture for today. I'll go with you."
Itachi didn't bother to put on any clothes, he just went out of the room and Tobi followed him, staring at the tattoo on Itachi's butt. It said "Property of Sasuke Uchiha", written with fancy black letters.
They walked through large halls and dark narrow corridors with spiderwebs in the corners, and spacious rooms with heavy marble fireplaces and huge windows framed with black velvet curtains. It looked like a set for a vampire movie. Itachi's gaze was absentmindedly tracing the elaborate black patterns on the gloomy wallpares, the thin black legs of chairs and small tables that looked like crawling spiders, and the outlines of heavy mahogany cupboards hiding in the corners like clumsy monsters. He hated this place. His own face appeared from time to time in the large mirrors they passed by, like a pale ghost emerging from the darkness and then melting into it again. That was what he felt like. Just a shadow, a ghost, cursed to haunt this castle forever, bound by his hunger for Sasuke. On top of that, the little freak had no intention to let him go anyway. They could just stay here and replay their horror movie over and over.
"We're here, Ita-chan!"
In Sasuke's room they were greeted with the sight of Orochimaru kneeling in front of Sasuke and swirling his extraordinarily long tongue around Sasuke's dick. Itachi couldn't help admiring the variety and complexity of his movements. Apparently Orochimaru really knew how to use that tongue.
Sasuke gave him a wicked glare and Itachi shivered. He couldn't tell when the sweet kid had turned into this thing that looked like someone who had escaped from a mental asylum.
Sasuke held his gaze until Itachi closed his eyes, turned around abruptly and attempted to run. He bumped into Tobi who was standing between him and the door, preventing any attempts to leave the room.
Itachi sighed and looked around. Sasuke's bedroom was at the top of one of the towers, it had circular shape and the coarse stone walls and all the chains and whips made it look like a dungeon. It was dark and creepy, like everything in this terrifying place where everybody was bound to lose their mind at some point. Certain people, like Tobi, already had nothing to lose anyway.
Even in the middle of the day, when the bright rays of the sun entered through the windows, this room looked dark, as if the black marble floor and the black velvet and silk of the furniture and the curtains absorbed the light.
Now it was evening and the room was filled with dim reddish light that made it look like the depths of hell. And in the middle of that creepiness was Sasuke, standing in front of the window, his dark silhouette outlined against the bloody sunset, Orohcimaru in his feet. Totally dramatic and intimidating. The damn bastard was just crazy about theatrical effects. Itachi was nearly surprised at the lack of smoke, or lightnings, or maybe a few black crows on the windowsill, or something else stolen from a horror movie requisite.
Sasuke kicked Orochimaru and he crawled away.
"Come closer, Itachi."
Itachi didn't move, but Tobi pushed him and he unwillingly made a few steps forward. Sasuke pointed at Orochimaru. "I want to watch you two fuck."
Tobi was fidgeting.
"Er… Can Tobi stay? Tobi is a dirty boy and Tobi wants to see Ita-chan go at it with Oro, hehe."
Sasuke nodded and Tobi sat on a small chair near the door. He licked his lips and prepared to watch.
Itachi didn't seem willing to cooperate, so Orochimaru took the initiative and pushed him to the bed, trying to crawl over him, but Itachi sneaked away from his embrace. However, before he could make any other moves, Itachi found himself pressed to the mattress. Sasuke grabbed his wrists.
"I'll hold him down for you, Oro. Fuck him with your tongue."
Orochimaru's tongue slid all over Itachi's body and moved so skillfully that Itachi couldn't hold his moans. He jerked and screamed when the tongue penetrated him, going deeper and deeper, filling him with that maddening sensation of something so soft and wet writhing inside him, touching his insides in unbelievable ways, then rubbing and pressing exactly the sweet little spot that made wild shivers run through his body. At that moment he almost came. Almost.
What a sadistic little bastard Sasuke was. He grabbed Orochimaru's tongue and pulled it out right before Itachi could come.
"Awwww, that's fun, poor poor Ita-chan, heheee..."
Sasuke gave Tobi a cold glare and he immediately shut up.
Then Sasuke leaned closer to Itachi, sensing his tension and anticipation to be touched. He just brushed his lips, and in the last moment before turning this light touch into a kiss, he smirked and pulled away.
"Bwahahaha, Ita-chan, you're screwed!"
"Shut the fuck up, Tobi! If you say just one more word, I'll kick you out of the room! And stop touching your dick and get it back into your pants. I do NOT want to see this!"
Tobi looked at the floor guiltily. "Er… um… if Tobi can't touch little Tobi, then can Tobi shove a finger in Tobi's butt?"
Sasuke wanted to hit his head in the wall. "I do NOT want to see that either! Shut up!"
He grabbed Orochimaru's cock and started stroking it, evilly smiling to Itachi at the same time.
"Hehehehe, Oro is a whore, yay!"
Sasuke grabbed the nearest object he could reach and threw it at Tobi, hitting him on the head. It happened to be a big vibrator and Sasuke immediately regretted throwing it at him because Tobi grabbed it and grinned.
"Awww, so Tobi can use this?"
"No! I'll stick it in your throat if you refuse to shut up!"
Sasuke kept stroking Orochimaru in front of Itachi's hungry eyes. Itachi couldn't hold back anymore and attempted to touch himself, but Sasuke slapped his hand and then grabbed his own dick and waved it in front of Itachi's face.
"Is that what you want, Itachi?" He slowly stroked it a few times, enjoying the way Itachi's gaze traced his movements, then without any warning he grabbed Itachi's legs and lifted them up. The hard thrust made Itachi scream and arch his back. No matter how humiliating it was, at this point he welcomed the fast slams and just wanted to come. Soon he was so close, so overwhelmed with pleasure, that he closed his eyes, expecting his orgasm, and then… He suddenly felt empty. Sasuke had pulled out in the last minute and was cruelly laughing right in his face.
Tobi opened his mouth to say something, but a glare from Sasuke made him change his mind.
Itachi whimpered and quickly shoved two fingers in himself, but Sasuke grabbed his hand, pulled it away and then slapped him across the face.
"Itachi, you little slut, you need to be restrained."
Sasuke dragged him to a chair and used the leather straps that were attached to it to tie him up. Then he went back to Orochimaru and bent him over. "Wet yourself, Oro."
The long tongue flung out of Orochimaru's mouth and slid into his ass, shoving back and forth. The sight of this was so intriguing that it gave Tobi the irresistible urge to comment, but he somehow managed to hold back for the sake of his own safety.
When Orochimaru was ready, Sasuke slid into him. Orochimaru moaned and wrapped his tongue around his own dick, moving it in time with Sasuke's thrusts. He came in no time, and when Sasuke slid out of him, he continued to lick himself, hardening his dick again.
Sasuke went to Itachi and smirked.
"Make us both wet, Oro."
The tongue quickly swirled around Itachi's dick, then made a few thrusts in Sasuke's ass. Sasuke shoved a finger inside himself to feel the wetness. He found it slick enough and straddled Itachi. He impaled himself onto him and made a few slow movements, then quickened the rhythm. The moment he felt Itachi get tense and writhe on the verge of orgasm, he moved away. Itachi wanted to die.
Tobi was squirming and frantically pressing his hands to his mouth in a desperate attempt to prevent himself from talking.
Sasuke was shaking in a fit of insane giggle. When he calmed down a little, he went to the bed and bent over. "Finish me, Oro."
Orochimaru eagerly thrust into him and started giving him hard fast slams. Itachi couldn't take his eyes off the scene. Sasuke's face and his expression of pure bliss. He had to be the one to make Sasuke look like this.
Itachi forced himself to close his eyes and clenched his fists. When he heard Sasuke and Orochimaru scream as they came, he wished he could press his hands to his ears and muffle the sound, but his arms were tied.
Tobi was hitting his head in the wall, quietly muttering to himself "Keep quiet, Tobi, keep quiet, Tobi, be a good boy…"
Sasuke went to Itachi, grabbed his dick and stroked it just once, enjoying the hope that appeared in Itachi's eyes. Then he just left the room, giggling like mad.
Orochimaru looked at the miserable expression on Itachi's face and sighed.
"Eh, Ita-chan, you don't deserve being tortured like this."
In the next moment he took Itachi's dick deep into his throat. Itachi moaned gratefully and closed his eyes with relief, eagerly bucking his hips into the touch. Pity sex with Orochimaru was the last thing he wanted, but blue balls weren't a better option.
Orochimaru finished him and sauntered out of the room.
Itachi hoped that at least Tobi would untie him and let him go, but Tobi just approached him and smiled idiotically.
"Ita-chan, let's sing!"
"What? Tobi, no!"
"Lalalalalalalalaaaaaaaaa"
"Tobi nooooooooo! Somebody let me out of here, pleeeaaaase!"
(Half an hour later)
"Lalalalalalaaaaaaaaaa….lala…lala…lalaaaaa."
"Tobi, Tobi please shut up. I... I'll let you touch my dick if you stop singing, please just shut up!"
Tobi tilted his head to the side and thought for a second.
"Soooo, Ita-chan gives Tobi permission?"
Tobi could do whatever he wanted anyway, since Itachi was tied up, but his usual blissfully clueless state of mind somehow made him unaware of that fact.
"Well, yeah. Just stop singing and I'll let you play with it."
Tobi fixed his eyes on Itachi's cock. "Ooow, Tobi was waiting for this for so long." Then he just leaned over and started poking it as if he expected it to be alive.
"Can Tobi shove a finger in Ita-chan's butt?"
"Hell no!"
"Lalalalalaaa…"
"Uh! All right, all right, damn you, just shut up and untie me after that!"
Sasuke peeped through the door and grinned at the scene.
"Ah, revenge is so sweet!"
…
Sakura'a dash through the hallway was brought to a halt when she bumped into Naruto. The poor thing always got in people's way somehow.
"Whoa, Sakura-chan, what's that rush for?"
She gasped, taking her breath.
"I'm bring tranquilizers to poor Ita-chan. I'm afraid Tobi went too far with his singing this time."
Naruto frowned.
"This place is full of weirdoes! I wanna get out of here! "
"I know, I know, everyone does, but we can't escape. Maybe Sasuke will treat us better if his therapy somehow makes him at least a little bit more normal, and..."
It was obvious for everyone that Sasuke was insane. People in the government were worried that if a powerful person like him went completely out of control, this could bring a lot of troubles for their country. Forget the bribery they got, this guy could annihilate a whole village of ninjas, let alone people like them. However, they were sure he didn't want word of him to get to the place where he came from.
So they tried with negotiations and somehow persuaded him that he indeed had to be seen by a psychiatrist if he wanted to keep living in this country undisturbed.
A whole bunch of psychiatrists saw him and concluded that the sick fuck should be killed, but no one could kill him anyway, and his money had to stay in the country, so they told him to take his pills and to have therapy.
They hoped that if he went to the sessions regularly, someone would keep an eye on him and alert them in case his condition got worse. But time passed and the reports said that he was just fine. Though, to the slaves in the castle it seemed that he was getting more and more deranged.
"Screw his damn therapy, Sakura, it doesn't work!"
Sakura was just about to yell back, when they heard the doorbell ring. Usually Sakura was the one to answer the door, but this time Naruto did it. He went to the door and in his anger opened it with such force that he nearly tore it off its hinges.
There stood a woman who suspiciously resembled the author of this fic.
Naruto looked her up and down.
"Jeez, that Sasuke! With so many slaves here, why the hell does he want to get another whore?"
She gave him a cold glare.
"I'm Uchiha-san's psychologist."
Sakura laughed nervously and quickly pushed Naruto away. She put on a broad fake smile. "Ah, Zetai-san, come in, come in. Sasuke is in his study, you already know the way."
They watched her climb up the impressive staircase, her high heels pattering on the marble. Naruto was furiously trying to say something, but Sakura held him firmly, pressing her hand to his mouth.
The door of Sasuke's study slammed open and he flinched. He was sitting on his desk and had just finished counting money. When he saw who was at the door, he made an irritated grimace and quietly muttered "Oh shit!"
The unwanted guest smiled sweetly and said "How are you feeling today?"
"Absolutely perfect." He crossed his arms and gave her an arrogant look.
"Suuure you'll feel perfect, as long as I keep covering up the mess that is here. Now let's get straight to the point."
"Which is?"
His nonchalant smile made her narrow her eyes and she slammed her palms on top of the desk, leaning forward and looming over him.
"Where is my fucking money?!"
He blinked a few times and flinched away from her.
"What the hell, do you happen to be related to Kakuzu in any way? I'm sick of dealing with greedy people. Besides, I though what we did last week was enough to settle that matter."
"Who cares about molesting you, damn idiot, you have fucking millions, no, billions! I'm not so dumb, Uchiha!"
He reluctantly took some money out of a drawer and placed it on the desk. She grabbed it and threw it in his face, then grasped his shirt and violently shook him.
"Uchiha, you motherfucking bastard, I sold my soul to the devil, lying to everyone that you're just fine when in fact you're the most crazy freaking weirdo I've ever seen! I think I deserve much more!"
Sasuke paled and rushed out of the room only to come back in a minute, carrying a big suitcase. No matter how many evil ninja he had killed, being face to face with people whose profession started with 'psycho-' made him nervous. Those people just had this creepy aura around them, were always convinced that everybody is crazy, and suspected the worst things about a person at first sight.
Zetai looked in the suitcase and nodded approvingly at the stacks of notes that filled it. Sasuke gasped and hoped that now she would finally leave.
"Now about that other thing."
"Eh?" Sasuke's face squirmed. "What the hell? You got everything, I even sent you the tape with Tobi fingering Itachi, what else could you possibly want, you greedy monster?"
She came closer to him, and he made a step back.
"You know what, Uchiha."
She made another step forward and he made another step back.
"No! It's mine and that's it!"
"Ah, come on! You see, I'm writing a fic for a contest and I need something to bribe the judges. So I think I really need that thing."
"I said no!"
She made another step forward, he tried to step back, but he found himself pressed to the wall.
"No? So you want me to tell people what you're hiding in the highest tower and what kind of things you're doing with it? Do you think people would consider something like this normal?"
"You fucking blackmailing bitch! All right! Get him. But I want you to bring him back tomorrow, and bring him back alive! And… um… let me watch."
"Eh, fine."
She took the suitcase and left the room. Sasuke wiped the sweat off his forehead and yelled after her "What kind of psychologist are you, damn it? You're not a psychologist, you're a fucking psychopath!"
"Yeah, just like you!" she yelled back and went away.
Sasuke slid down the wall and hid his face in his palms.
"What's wrong with fangirls these days? In good old times it was enough to take my pants off to make them do what I wanted, and now look at them! Where is this world going?"
In the hall Sakura and Naruto speechlessly watched Zetai leaving the castle and dragging by the hair a screaming and kicking Itachi who was yelling like mad "Noooo, I don't want to be given to people from deviantArt!"
…
In his study Sasuke was still shivering, holding a glass of whisky. His hand was shaking and he almost spilled the whisky on himself.
"I must calm down, I must calm down… the bitch is gone. Oh, I know what will make me feel better."
He threw the glass and rushed straight to the highest tower of the castle. There was a small dungeon at the top. Sasuke unlocked the door and sneaked inside. On a table by the wall there was a variety of knives, swords and weird instruments.
Sasuke picked a huge knife, but a sinister voice told him "Oooh, I want something bigger, yeah, a fucking bigger knife." The words were followed by creepy laughter.
With a wicked grin Sasuke took a larger knife and forcefully stuck it in Hidan, who was chained to the wall.
"Oooh, feels so fucking good, I want it fucking deeper, ah yes!"
Sasuke slowly pulled out the knife and stabbed him harder, again and again. Hidan was moaning like crazy, and Sasuke slipped a hand in his own pants and started touching himself as he was stabbing Hidan and blood was splattering his face.
Later he was back into his study, sitting in front of the computer. On the screen could be seen a crowded room and someone muttered "All right, it seems this stupid camera works after all."
Itachi could not be seen through the throng of fangirls, but his pathetic voice was coming somewhere from the middle of the room.
"Serves him right," Sasuke muttered as Itachi was yelling "Kaline-chaaan, I've had enough, please don't give me to your friends…"
…
This should be the end, but since you're probably curious, I'll say a little bit more about what happened to the characters.
Itachi survived the fangirls' assault. Sasuke lived happily ever after and the psychiatrists never realized the speed at which his madness progressed. Itachi tried to escape numerous times, and of course he failed every time. And every time he got chained, beaten, whipped and fiercely fucked as a punishment. I don't think he complained much, though. That's it. Sasuke wins.
All right, if you hate Sasuke, or you don't like the ending and you feel sorry for Itachi, then you can imagine that Sasuke was reported to the psychiatrists and they somehow restrained him with a crazy jutsu created by ninja psychiatrist for ninja psychos, and they kept him in a mental hospital for crazy ninjas for the rest of his life. And Itachi took over the castle and married his beautiful wife Orochimaru, and they lived happily ever after. (Oh well, this was lame. Oro: But I always wanted to be a beautiful princess in a magical castle… Me: Oro, you need therapy.) Well, forget about Oro. Itachi and the others lived happily. Tobi escaped and no one knew where he was, until one day they saw him singing on MTV.
Oh well, if you want a happy ending for both of them, then I'll say that Itachi lost his mind too, and became the same insane freak as Sasuke, and they lived happily ever after, engulfed in their psychotic love. And guess who became extremely rich while carefully hiding their madness from the psychiatrists.
And what about Oro? Well…
Zetai smiled nicely and said "I see. And now will you tell me more about your childhood?"
Orochimaru shifted uncomfortably in his chair. "Well, when I was a little boy I secretly wore mom's dresses, and the pink one was my favourite…"
The end
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Author's comment
For the contest I had to write ItaSasu with one of them being a sex slave, and I couldn't decide which one I wanted to be the slave, so I wrote the fic this way, making them switch places. Also, there had to be a candle somewhere in the fic. Also, I think I might be suffering from a syndrome that makes me switch to crack even when I want to write some normal kinky smut.
And, if any of you doubts that psychologist can be this crazy, you should see what a bunch of psychologists looks like when they're alone and no one can see them. They think they own the world!
And now I think I need a disclaimer...
Sasuke is sitting in his study, counting money, when he suddenly feels someone patting his shoulder.
Zetai: Sasuke, one more thing.
Sasuke: What? What the hell do you want now? More money? Here! Take this! Or is it that Itachi wasn't enough for you? You want the others? Take them, take Oro, take Naruto, anyone, just leave me alone! What are you? Satan?"
Zetai: I just thought you could say the disclaimer for me, you know, Kishimoto's characters and stuff.
Sasuke: *faints*