Scratching An Itch
by Kaline Reine
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of the characters/settings. This is just a fanfic.
WARNINGS: Heavy warnings for Yaoi, graphic adult content, M/M, gay stuff, Uchihacest, incest, sex, and other bad things. You have been warned.
Chapter 1:
'Great,' He thought. 'I did it. I'm in.'
Feeling a bit like a secret agent, the young man strode over to the bed hastily. He had to hurry, before someone came home.
He was in his brother's room. This is somewhere he wasn't often allowed. For some reason, Sasuke had always been a pretty private person. Ever since he'd matured, he hadn't wanted much to do with anyone anymore. Sasuke always locked his door. Fortunately, Itachi knew how to pick locks. Boyscouts came in handy for some things after all. That was a long time ago, but there were a few things he still remembered.
But that aside, he needed to know what was going on with his brother lately. Itachi wasn't the type to be nosey, at least not typically. But Sasuke had been a genuine brat to him lately. And he had to figure out how he was going to get his revenge too.
While he'd been napping on the couch about a month ago, his younger brother had crept in silently and spread hot wax on his eyebrows. He'd also put tape over it, so when Itachi awoke and went to pull it off, his eyebrows came with it.
Sasuke had often poked fun at him for wearing gothic attire. But Itachi had always been into that sort of fashion. He'd even grown his hair long to better suit the part. He would go out late at night to dance and party at clubs with his friends. He no longer spent much time with their family either. Not even his beloved little brother. As of late, he'd taken to ignoring him quite a bit. Part of him felt guilty about it, but another part knew his reasons were perfectly justified.
At the time of the eyebrow waxing prank, he'd sworn his vengeance. He'd cussed him out and he swore that Sasuke would soon face his wrath. However, he'd done nothing. Itachi pretended to let it go... Just enough time had passed where he could be fairly certain the little deviant had forgotten all about that incident. His eyebrows had grown back, and the prank was all but forgotten in their household. Their mother had scolded Sasuke for it, but that was all that happened.
The angry Uchiha continued to snoop through his brother's things... No one was home right now, so it was the perfect time to go through with it. He had a few tricks he'd been saving for quite a while.
Nothing seemed too suspicious yet... Various books lined a small bookcase on the far side of the room. Most of them were for school and studying. His bed wasn't made, but it wasn't that messy either. Nothing incriminating so far.
Itachi held up the itching powder, giggling to himself lightly. He wasn't sure where would be the best place to put it. Perhaps in his bedsheets? But the powder on his bed might be too obvious and give it away...
'Of course!' He practically bubbled. Itachi wasnt used to pranking people, but this was turning out to be pretty fun. 'His sock drawer!'
Mischievous eyes scanned the dresser. He could just imagine Sasuke... His hands running frantically through his onyx spikes, as he struggled to scratch his feet and... Other places too. Itachi realized that he could even go one step farther with it, if he chose. The itching powder would also make a nice addition to all of his other clothes. ...Especially his boxers. That was so mean. But the little bastard did kind of deserve it.
Itachi was pissed. He hadn't dated anyone in the past month. Hadn't even gotten laid at all. And if that little bitch was going to cause him so much trouble with his normally good looks, then the least he could do was cause him trouble in return. That's just how the Uchiha brothers were. It was all about payback.
Opening the drawer caused him to gasp and hold his breath for a moment...
"What the fuck?!" He said audibly, no longer able to contain himself. Itachi was a difficult person to catch off guard, but what he found was a shock, even to him.
Sex toys in all colors, shapes, and sizes, lined the bottom of the drawer. Mostly there were vibrators, cock rings, lubricant, handcuffs, and several other trinkets. He had quite an assortment of vibrators. Itachi did too, but that was something he mostly kept to himself, or saved for when he stayed over at someone's else. Not something he would dare to use under their parents' roof! And probably when people were home, too.
Itachi chuckled to himself. "Wow Sasuke... Just wow." He'd never expected his little brother to be such a slut.
He knew the toys weren't for use on girls. He'd never seen any girls anywhere near Sasuke. He seemed allergic to the opposite sex or something. Further snooping backed this up, because in the bottom drawer were tons of porn magazines! They featured males with other males in various lascivious poses. He couldn't believe what he was stumbling across. No wonder the teen never wanted anyone in his room.
Holding up one of the vibrators, he got that signature wicked gleam in his eye. He began laughing manically after that point. He'd just found a gold mine! It was too great. Not only could he get him back in so many ways, he could also blackmail him if he so chose.
After doing the dastardly deed, Itachi put everything back the way it was. A few moments later, everything was back where it belonged. After covering his tracks, he closed the door to Sasuke's room and made sure the lock was back in place. He took the remnants of the itching powder with him.
He then went into his own room, and cranked up the volume on his stereo, flopping down onto his big soft bed. Now all he had to do was wait...
Sasuke had a rough day at school. He was still new to it, but he had already found out the hard way that college was certainly no joke. He wished their family was rich enough that he could afford a dorm or something. It was really hard trying to hide the truth from his family, day in and day out...
He was relieved to find his parents weren't home yet. He could hear his older brother's signature music coming from his room. Clashing metal and screeching guitars hurt his ears. Sasuke preferred listening to softer stuff, but at least he knew his big brother wouldn't bother him too much. Their parents were always a nuisance, but their father worked a lot and if he remembered correctly, tonight was when their mother's book club held their weekly meetings. Mikoto had found thousands of hobbies to keep her busy, once she realized that her boys were no longer little boys anymore and wouldn't have time for her. Now that Sasuke was in college, and Itachi was working a steady job, she had even more time to herself.
He was especially happy that no one else was home because... Another guy in his class had been teasing him mercilessly all day. And having no dorm to bring anyone back to, he couldn't exactly make good on his threats to teach him a lesson. So here he was, back at home, lame and alone... As always.
With a heavy sigh, he unlocked his door and threw himself down on his bed. He couldn't wait to have some fun and enjoy his alone time properly. His room was just as he'd left it. This was his safe haven, where he could escape from the rest of the world.
Comfy and cozy in his room, Sasuke called out in Japanese, since that's what they spoke at home. "Itachi! Hey! Nii-san!" There was no answer. Perfect. He didn't want an answer. That meant his brother was busy doing his own thing, and couldn't be bothered with him right now anyway.
It had been a while since he'd gotten off. Normally he'd wait until everyone else was asleep, but Sasuke was really horny. All he wanted to do was tear into his ass with one of those amazing toys he had. Sasuke was gay. He'd been hiding this from everyone for many years, and hadn't gotten caught yet. He was lucky, as their parents were not the most understanding people.
His hand dove into the top drawer of his dresser. Before he could take anything out, there was a knock at the door. When he turned to see who it was, he found Itachi standing in the door frame.
'Crap!' Sasuke panicked. 'I could have sworn I locked the door when I came in! How does he do that?'
His older brother was handsome. No, dead sexy was more the terminology he would have used... He had a scar running down each cheek from the inner corners of his eyes. Black bangs framed his face, in nearly the same way as Sasuke's own hairstyle. The main difference was that Itachi's hair was much longer than his own. He could still spike his in the back, and he did so every day. Red eyes watched Sasuke in silence, analyzing the situation before he spoke. Those contacts had always creeped him out a little.
"I'm not interrupting anything, am I little brother?"
Author's Note: I know it's been a while since I've really written anything, especially an ItaSasu fic. This is pretty random, so I hope I don't screw it up. I hope you'll forgive me for not writing more often, I've been swamped with commissions lately and it's been incredibly hard for me to find inspiration anymore. I'll continue this if I get enough reviews. Actually NO. I will continue it no matter you think because it's my story and I want to write it anyway. But all feedback is greatly appreciated. Thanks for reading and at least giving my newest story a chance!
-k.R.
