Yes I'm starting another story now =O. Sorry to those who are waiting for new chapters on my other stories, but I just haven't been feeling like writing those. I will attempt to back to those as soon as possible but band and school is killing me. But I will finish those stories! It just might be a while. But this story has been stuck in my head for a while so I've finally decided to write it.
So, enjoy!
I do not own Naruto! Or it's characters!
This story is going to be about Sasuke and Itachi. Yaoi of course, Uchiha incest, don't like don't read. It's set in a "our" world. Itachi is kind of like taking care of Sasuke. Sasuke has feelings for his older brother, but his brother doesn't seem to notice. Or is it Sasuke that doesn't notice Itachi's feelings?
I'd also like to apologize for the grammar and spelling mistakes in this chapter now... xD
Sasuke's POV
I awoke to the obnoxious ringing of my alarm clock. It rang and rang and I honestly would have let it keep ringing if I didn't recall that Nee-san was probably still home. I hit the clock to turn it off without opening my eyes. I grunted before slowly opening my eyes to the unwelcome sunlight that was barely shining through my slightly opened blinds. I opened my eyes completely and slowly pulled my upper body up to a sitting position, moving so smoothly it could have been a yoga move. I shut my eyes tightly and counted to 10, and finally decided to get out of bed.
I stood there alone in my perfectly clean room, in nothing but boxers. I made my bed, and made sure everything was perfect before walking over to my closest. I pulled out my school uniform, a white collared, button up shirt, with black dress pants. I slowly changed into those, making sure I didn't create an unwanted wrinkle in my clothes. I then opened a drawer to pull out a tie, I put it on with much skill and it looked absolutely perfect. I walked to my large mirror and stared at the raven haired 17 year old staring right back at me.
I looked flawless. My hair was in perfect condition, my bangs covering my forehead but not covering my eyes. It was slightly spiky in the back, like it naturally did. Despite it being perfect, I reached over to grab my brush and brushed my hair, it not changing in the slightest. My dress pants were the perfect length and seemed as if they were made specifically for me. My long sleeved button up shirt, tucked into my pants, was hugging my upper body well. They hugged my lean, muscled arms well, but not so much where I couldn't move freely in the shirt. My toned 6-pack and well built, firm chest appeared flat. My eyes were the usual dark black, and I didn't have any dark circles underneath them, despite my lack of sleep from the following nights.
I looked absolutely perfect.
I set the brush back down on my dresser, making sure it was in the same position as I had left it. I grabbed my books and my book bag, I glanced at the clock to see what time it was. Only 6:23, it had only taken me 23 minutes to get ready for the day. I began making my way out of the room and headed downstairs, to the kitchen. I was hoping to see Aniki, before he left for work, so I hurried a little.
When I had finally made my way to the kitchen I saw my brother's back. I smiled slightly, I rarely saw him in the mornings and I always had to wait for him to get home, which was always a few hours after I got back from school.
He was drinking from his coffee mug, and was already dressed and prepared for the day. His long, slick, beautiful black hair was pulled back in his signature ponytail. He had light gray dress pants on, with a light blue buttoned up shirt on. On top of his shirt was a light gray vest, and I was positive he had on a light gray tie before he even turned around to look at me.
When he turned around, I saw his beautiful, unique, perfection. He was absolutely the most beautiful thing I've ever laid my eyes on. His beautiful long black hair, complimented his pale skin well, and even the scar that ran from one cheek and to the other looked like it was meant to be there. His clothes fit him perfectly, even better then the way mine fit my body. His long, muscled legs were hidden in the dress pants, and his well built upper body was hidden beneath the shirt and vest. He looked absolutely breath taking, and that's exactly what happened, he took my breath away.
"Ah, Otouto. You're up early this morning," he spoke as he finished his coffee and set it perfectly in the sink.
I finally remembered to breathe and began walking towards the table. I set my stuff down on the table, and took a deep breath in. I looked up at him, but then felt as if my perfection I felt in my bedroom is slowly being dominated by my bother's own perfection.
"It didn't take me as long as usual to get ready today," I replied, as I looked away from him, his beauty slightly killing my self-esteem.
"Oh," he replied and he walked over to the table and picked up his coffee mug.
"Yeah," was all I mustered and I made my way to the small island that sat in the middle of our kitchen. He already made breakfast, I saw some bacon with scrambled eggs on a plate for me. I assumed he already ate his.
"Sasuke," he said, and I turned around after picking up my plate of food, "I have a dinner meeting with some clients today, so I won't be home 'til around 8."
I had already began picking at my food, which tasted amazing and who would expect anything less since my brother made it, and paused to look up at him. I felt sadness and a slight tint of anger in my emotions.
"Why?" I said, and I knew he knew I was sad about it.
"They're important clients Otouto, I'm sorry. You know I don't like missing dinner with you," he replied with sincere sadness in his voice.
I continued eating my food, without looking at my brother. I heard him sigh, and then he walked over to me.
I was slightly surprised when I felt his hands set on both of my cheeks. He pulled me up to look at him.
"I'm really sorry, I'll make it up to you, I promise," he said as he caressed my right cheek.
"Fine," I said.
"Okay, but I've got to get to work, so I'll see you tonight Sasuke," he kissed me gently on the forehead. And that's when I lost it.
Whenever he touched me, whenever he kissed my forehead or my cheek, I couldn't move. I was hypnotized. I loved my brother. I loved him more than anything or anyone else. He's taken care of me by him self for the last 4 years. He was 17 when our parents died, but he already started college. He was recognized as a genius and started college when he was 16. He took a lot of college classes while still taking care of me after our parents died, and he then became a successful lawyer when he was 19. He was 21 now, and a lot of clients asked for him, and we had a lot of money even without the money our parents left us. But I didn't love him just because he took care of me at a young age, I loved him before that. He always took care of me and was the best brother I could have asked for. He always smiled and did things that I asked, he spoiled me, yet he still taught me lessons that I would have to learn. It was difficult to explain. My brother always loved me more than anybody, even when I was a little kid, but it took me a few years 'til I finally recognized it. And when I did, I realized I loved him more than anyone else as well. He was my everything, he was my life. And my love began changing a few years ago. It at first was brotherly love, but then it became a different love...
His lips left my forehead way faster than I would have wanted, but I didn't say anything. I allowed him to leave my side and go collect his brief case. And he was about to walk out the door until I spoke again.
"See you later, Nee-san," I said in a soft voice, yet he still heard me.
He smiled a brilliant smile, and he looked even more beautiful and perfect.
"Call me, when you get off from school," he said with a smile still on his face.
"Okay," I replied and I smiled too.
He was halfway out the door when I stopped him once again.
"Itachi," I said, and he stopped and turned to look at me, "I love you."
He laughed a little and then replied, "I love you, too, Sasuke."
And with that he finally walked through the door.
I suddenly felt my heart get heavier, yet emptier at the same time. I couldn't stand being away from Itachi, despite us being away often. But I hated the feeling of him being with other people, of other people seeing his perfection.
I sighed, and then began finishing the delicious breakfast my Aniki made me. When I was done, I did the dishes slowly, making sure to not get any water or soap on my clothes. After doing the dishes, I made my way to the bathroom on the first floor. I brushed my teeth slowly, making sure that nothing was caught between my flawless white teeth. After brushing, I flossed and used mouthwash. When I was finally done worrying about my dental health for the moment, I stared at the mirror one last time before heading out. I still looked perfect, not even one hair on my head was out of place, not one wrinkle on my clothes, and my teeth were a brilliant white. Despite being perfect, I couldn't help but think about my brother's own perfection and feel only second best to him. He was more like a Greek God then a teenage high school perfectionist. He was absolutely breath takingly beautiful, and I love that about him, yet I still knew I felt slightly jealous.
I touched the spot on my forehead were he kissed me. I smiled, I loved him so much, yet he didn't even know. Did he?
I finally made my way out of the bathroom and went to retrieve my iPhone from the kitchen counter. I unplugged the charger, and placed the charger neatly in a drawer. I turned on my iPhone and placed it in my pocket. I made my way to get my forgotten books and book bags, when my phone rang.
"Hello?" I answered, without looking on the caller ID.
"Hey, Sasuke!" I heard Naruto's loud, optimistic voice.
"What did you need?" I asked rudely, even though my voice didn't sound that way. I sounded happy, Naruto was my best friend after all.
"I was wondering if you could pick me up? Jiraiya said he wanted to use my car today, and he won't let me drive his."
"Sure, I'll be out soon."
"'K, see you soon then!" he said through the phone.
I hung up and smiled, my best friend was such a moron. Ha.
I grabbed my keys that were hanging on the key holder next to the door. I locked the door on my way out, and walked swiftly towards my blood red Camaro. I set my books and bag in the back and then shut the door. I checked my clothes to make sure I haven't put any wrinkles into them before starting the car. I glanced at the clock before pulling out of the drive way. 7 o'clock.
Right on time, as usual.
Naruto and I pulled into the school parking lot right at 7:08. Despite having to pick Naruto up, I still arrived at school at my usual time. I parked in the same spot I parked in since I've received the car. I stop the engine and glanced to the left to see Gaara get out of his Ferrari. I smirked slightly, everybody was right on time, as usual.
"Hey, so what are you doing tonight?" I heard Naruto ask.
"Don't know, Itachi isn't going to be able to eat dinner at home though, so I was thinking about eating out or something," I replied while retrieving my belongings from the back seats.
Naruto opened the door, careful not to hit Neji's BMW that was parked to the right of my car.
"Why can't Itachi eat dinner at home today?" Naruto questioned, while getting out the car.
I followed suite and shut the car door before replying.
"Itachi has a dinner meeting with important clients. He said he'll make it up to me later though."
"Oh," was all Naruto said and right when he said it, Sai walked up next to my car.
"Did you ride with Sasuke-kun today, Naruto-kun?" Sai asked.
"Yeah, Jiraiya needed to use my car but didn't want me driving his either," Naruto replied with a shrug.
"Oh, and did I hear that Itachi isn't having dinner with you tonight Sasuke?" Sai asked.
"Yeah," I replied. Now the whole gang was gathered around my car. Gaara, Neji, Sai, Naruto, and I; we were all best friends you could say. We usually did everything together and told each other everything. Everything, as in my feelings for my brother as well. They didn't find it weird or awkward. In fact, Neji and Gaara were in a relationship together, and Sai and Naruto had boyfriends as well.
"Well, we can all go out to eat tonight," Neji suggested.
"I'm up for it," Gaara said.
Naruto and Sai nodded in agreement and they then waited for my answer.
"Yeah, but I'll have to call my brother after school and tell him," I finally said.
They nodded, and we began making our way towards the school. I hit the lock button on my remote control to lock my car, and heard a satisfying beep. Sai followed suite to lock his Lexus, Gaara and Neji did too. We continued walking into the school, people staring with envious looks.
"Sasuke! Gaara! Neji!"
"Naruto! Sai!"
Our names were being called, yet we didn't turn. We were praised by the juniors and freshmen, it was childish. We ignored them and continued walking to our homeroom. We entered 15 minutes before the bell was going to ring, so we sat down at our seats, which were all right next to each other.
"Sasuke," Neji began.
I turned to face him, "Yes?"
"Have you ever though about telling your Aniki about your feelings?"
"Why would I? He would probably reject me, and besides, it's disgusting isn't it?"
Neji shared a look with Gaara before replying, "You never know, Sasuke. He loves you, too."
"Yeah," I sighed and looked down, "but not like that, Neji."
"You're not fer sure about that," Sai added.
"Yeah," Naruto began, "You should see the way he looks at you."
I sighed again and looked at my friends, "Thanks for trying to be supportive guys, but it's just too awkward. He would never love me in that way."
"Just give it a shot," Naruto stated, and the others nodded in agreement.
I thanked them secretly in my head, but questioned it. How could I admit my feelings to my brother? Do they not understand how awkward that is?
"Oh hey Kiba," Neji said as Kiba approached us with Hinata and Shino right behind him.
We all greeted the three and began pointless conversation to help us past the time.
Itachi's POV
I couldn't help but think about what I was to do. I couldn't keep doing this. I couldn't keep denying my feelings. I couldn't keep this facade up. I didn't know what to do. How could I have done this? What kind of big brother am I? If he knew, he'd hate me...
"Oi! Itachi!"
I snapped out of my thoughts. I was having lunch with two good friends who also worked with me in the office, Deidara and Sasori.
"Yeah?"
"What's up with you?" Sasori asked calmly.
"Yeah, you've been out of it all morning," Deidara added.
I sighed, they were close friends of mine, and they knew just about everything that went on with me.
I stared out the window of the restaurant we were in. There was a light reflection of me in the window. My eyes were down with worry and I could feel my clothes becoming wrinkled. I wasn't perfect, why? I felt myself become more and more unorganized by the passing days. I had feelings for my brother. And not just brotherly feelings, but feelings that were hard to explain. I love him, I knew this, but it was a different type of love. A love a husband should feel for a wife. Or the love two lovers shared, but not the love two brothers should share. What was happening to me? I was letting myself go. I've had these feelings for a few years, but it's just gotten worse and worse over the last few months. It was beginning to get uncontrollable. I couldn't help but stare at his perfect body when he wasn't looking, or his perfect hair, or his beautiful pink lips, at him, at his perfection. It was hard to just simply kiss his cheek or just his forehead. I've been wanting so much more...
"Does this have anything to do with Sasuke-kun?" Deidara asked.
I nodded slowly.
Deidara's fist lightly hit the table, making the plates and bowls rattle.
"Why don't you just tell your little brother about your feelings, Itachi?" Deidara asked, agitation detectable in his voice.
"How do you expect me to?" I replied, I could feel my anger rising but I had to keep my cool.
"Deidara," Sasori said in a firm voice to stop Deidara from yelling at me. They were in a relationship, as in a male and male relationship. I didn't mind it, since I obviously had a bigger issue since I loved my little brother.
Deidara didn't say anything, and let out a big breath, attempting to calm himself down. Sasori turned to Deidara and took his hand. He gave it a little squeeze before letting it go and turning around to face me.
"Itachi, you're letting yourself go cause it's getting out of control. You're going to have to tell. You can't be scared of rejection and you must certainly can't let your pride get in the way. If you can't work properly or even eat or sleep, then you need to tell. And I know that's what's been happening," Sasori stated in his serious, cool voice.
"How can I not be scared of rejection? What kind of brother loves his younger brother like that? It's incest! It's wrong! He looks up to me! And what would telling him help? It'd only hurt me, having him tell me that he doesn't love me."
"How do you know he doesn't love you like that?" Sasori questioned.
"Why would he? He's flawless in every way. He wouldn't like his older brother, he has so many people that would die to be with him. Why would he pick me? I'm old and I never spend time with him anymore."
"You can't help the fact that you don't spend time with him anymore. You're a working man. And don't call yourself old, you act as if you don't have about a billion admirers yourself. Take that female that keeps glancing over at you for instance," Sasori directed his eyes to a female that looked around our age. She had black hair with eyes that appeared red. People might have considered her beautiful but she looked like nothing compared to Sasuke, absolutely nothing.
I turned away from the woman and glanced down at my uneaten food. I took both hands and ran it through my perfect hair, messing it up.
"And you don't see the way he acts towards you, Itachi."
I looked up at Sasori, what was he talking about?
"Yeah," Deidara added, he finally appeared to have calmed down, "you might be a genius but you're oblivious as to how your brother acts slightly like a lover towards you."
I sighed. They wouldn't lie to me, but how was I sure they were right? What was I going to do?
"Just think it over, Itachi," Sasori suggested.
"Yeah, we're not pressuring you or anything. But just in case, take him out to dinner and try and talk about it or something," Deidara added.
"Well, I was planning to take him out to eat tomorrow..." I began.
"Great," Deidara began, "try and make it special and try and discuss it with him."
"Okay," I replied softly.
"Well we better get back to the office," Sasori stated.
Deidara and I nodded in unison to agree. We all set down enough money to pay for our bills and walked out.
What was I going to do? How was this going to work? Would I have the courage to tell him? What will his reaction be? How am I going to react to his reaction? So many questions ran through my mind...
But then I thought about something, Sasuke. Just being with him. I thought about it, and I automatically smiled. I entered my black Camaro and looked at my reflection throught the mirror real quick, goodness my hair was a mess. I fixed my hair before starting the car, and discovered more flaws and fixed them in a few minutes.
I looked back at the mirror, I now looked in absolute flawless and perfect condition.
Besides, I was an Uchiha, would you expect any less?
A.N.-
So I hoped you enjoyed this! I was really into it! Lol, but I'm pretty sure this story will get updated more often since I absolutely love Naruto! Especially Sasuke and Itachi xD. But sorry once again for the mistakes, I was in a hurry to get this posted!
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But hoped you enjoyed it! And I'll try and update soon!
Thanks!
-Sayura K.