Twisted Desires

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Author's Notes: How to make this as concise as possible…

This fic is AU after episode 134 (main point is that Naruto's only tried to retrieve Sasuke with the Shikamaru team, and Sasuke hasn't reached Orochimaru), so we're starting up with right after Sasuke and Naruto's fight. Now, I haven't watched Naruto long enough to get even close to episode 134 (I'm almost 100 episodes shy – yes, I gave up that early due to bad download time and lag while watching), which means I've had to find out all that happens on my own. I've been reading episode summaries, character descriptions, jutsu descriptions, and any other thing relevant to the plot like crazy (more researching than I've ever done in my life), and I've also been studying screencaps extensively (a picture may not be worth a thousand words in my opinion, but it can help a lot). This is the product of that work. I just got so obsessed with Itachi and Sasuke as a couple, and decided to try my hand at it. This story is partially inspired by a Naruto fic I read a long time ago (I don't remember what it's called…) where Itachi and Naruto have this ongoing affair. I decided to take that and transform it to fit my needs. If the characters seem OOC, some of it is on purpose, but it'll probably be because I haven't actually seen these characters for myself. Reading other people's descriptions is all fine and good, but it doesn't do justice to your own observations. My defense: it's AU.

Now with that all said and done, I hope you'll still give this story a chance. I did try to get as much information as I could to make this as accurate as possible (I love Wikipedia), and I think it'll be interesting enough to entertain and amuse. This is pretty much a melodramatic love triangle, with Itachi x Sasuke as the main pairing (although it might not seem like it). Give it a chance.

Chapter 1

He jumped lithely from tree to tree, trained eyes scanning for any trace of a previous presence. In the condition he'd been in, Naruto wouldn't be surprised if Sasuke hadn't made it very far. Misty as it was, he was still surprised that there were no traces of anything at all – no blood, no footsteps… nothing. There was just the leafy canopy above him, and the whistling grass below that still held onto the dewdrops the rain had left behind.

Not that the person he was searching for would leave anything behind. No, the man was far too scrupulous for that. His body was screaming at him to stop, protesting the strenuous exercise after so brief a time to recover, but he didn't care. He had to know, and he knew there was only one person he wanted to hear it from.

Then, as if guided, he started following a winding trail of gnarled trees deeper into the darkness of the forest. He knew without knowing that his destination was there. His eyes adjusted rapidly to the dwindling light as he feet spurred ever onward. He could see him now; just at the edge of his vision; almost out of eyes' range, a solitary figure stood silhouetted against a vast tree.

Jumping down from the branches with ease, Naruto ran eagerly to this shrouded being.

"Itachi!" he called anxiously, worry marring his young features. "Itachi, where is Sasuke? Why does Orochimaru want him?"

Slowly the figure turned, cloak swirling to reveal long dark hair and blood-red eyes. He studied the genin a moment before speaking.

"Is that what you've come here for? To ask me ridiculous questions?"

Not quite knowing why, Naruto flinched under the rebuff. He didn't like Itachi mocking him, but for some reason it didn't make him angry.

"I—" Naruto faltered, not knowing what to say. In truth, he had come for more reasons than that. Itachi, sensing his hesitation, smiled behind the cover of his cloak. Using the advantage to his situation, he proceeded towards Naruto.

"Answer me, Naruto," he commanded, advancing steadily towards the blond. Naruto stood rooted to the spot, unable to reply. When they were finally face-to-face, Itachi reached out to lift Naruto's chin. The genin never flinched at the contact, and stared into the forsaken sharingan eyes with little fear.

"You know what you really came here for," Itachi whispered softly, his calm voice ever deadly. "Why not ask for it?"

Hypnotized, Naruto tried to regain control of his senses. He broke away from Itachi's touch, and shook his head.

"I need to know where Sasuke is," Naruto stated, a hint of desperation in his voice. Itachi smirked with amusement, eyes never leaving Naruto's face.

"Why?"

"I have to bring him back!" Naruto exclaimed heatedly, intensity entering his eyes. Itachi's amusement dissipated as quickly as it came, as his eyes reclaimed their naturally hard tint at Naruto's words.

"Such loyalty," Itachi ridiculed, moving to close the distance between them once again. "Such… passion."

Naruto shivered. Itachi's voice had gotten progressively quieter, and Naruto could only fear what would happen next. Itachi reached out a hand and brushed it almost lovingly down the side of Naruto's face and neck. The genin's breath hitched.

Itachi leaned in closer and whispered so that his voice tickled Naruto's ear, "Do you have such passion for anyone else?"

Before Naruto could respond, Itachi's hands had already roamed down his body and took a firm hold of his ass. As Naruto gasped in shock, Itachi took the opportunity to slip his tongue inside the youth's mouth, effectively silencing him. Naruto moaned as Itachi ground their bodies together and their rapidly forming erections rubbed, sending a wave of pleasure through him.

His mind was dazed as Itachi pulled away slightly, asking him quietly, "Is this what you came here for?"

Goosebumps prickled his skin as he answered with a half-contained moan. "Yes."

Satisfied, Itachi continued to roam the young body that was helpless beneath his touch. Naruto's responses to his torture were pushing him along the road to release. His hand travelled up Naruto's shirt and traced the seal that was pulsating on his navel. Without ever saying a word, Itachi stripped Naruto of his clothes and pushed him onto his stomach. Naruto closed his eyes and bit back a groan as the familiar pain of penetration hit him.

It was stupid, he knew. Stupid to run to a mass murderer for answers. Stupid to run to a mass murderer to be molested, all because he looks like someone he secretly loved. The first time he had seen Itachi, he'd thought he was looking at an older version of Sasuke – and he couldn't help being attracted to him. If Sasuke wouldn't look at him, at least Itachi would. He didn't remember how this had all started - how he had come to crave Itachi's attention, his protection… his cock. At least Itachi would touch him and acknowledge him, even if it were for his own reasons. If he knew nothing else, he knew that Itachi hadn't hurt him and wasn't disgusted by his mere presence. In some twisted way, Itachi made him feel wanted; made him feel… loved. Almost loved. He was sure the S-rank criminal didn't want him because he cared about him, but he didn't mind. The only problem Naruto could possibly see was that perhaps, just perhaps, he was starting to mind. He was starting to want Itachi to care, because perhaps, just perhaps, he was starting to care about Itachi.

He arched his back as Itachi hit his pleasure spot, and whored himself completely as the stoic man repeatedly slammed into him. When Itachi finally came with a hard thrust inside him, Naruto breathed in contentment. For a while, he could almost forget everything.

Uncharacteristically, Itachi didn't pull out of him right away. The only other Uchiha lay lightly on Naruto's back, his pale skin cold against the genin's flushed flesh. Naruto was quickly getting weary, but Itachi's voice caught him before he fell to the seduction of sleep.

"We're almost the same, you and I," he murmured softly, and Naruto scrunched up his face in confusion. What was Itachi talking about?

"We're not looked at as people, but as things that people want or hate. Things taught to be feared and detested. And no one else understands…"

He was expecting Itachi to say more, or perhaps hoping he would, but nothing of the sort came. He tried to ponder what the dark-haired man had meant, but before he could come to a conclusion Itachi spoke again.

"Sasuke is heading to Orochimaru, who'll use him as a vessel for his soul."

Naruto winced as Itachi unexpectedly pulled out of him, but didn't move away. He let the words sink in; a vessel? Orochimaru wanted to use Sasuke's body? He wanted to think on it further, but the disturbing thought was not to plague his mind for long as sleep finally overtook him and he succumbed to the numbness of being free of thoughts.

Itachi stood, quiet as a shadow, and draped his cloak about his shoulders. With a final searching look at the boy who carried so much hidden power, he vanished without a trace.

TBC

AN: A bit of a teaser, which has hopefully made you somwhat interested. It seems a bit rushed to me, but I was really excited about posting this story. I'd ask for feedback, but hopefully you're already one step ahead of me. :)