A/N: Hey everyone! I know, I know I haven't done anything on my account at all for like a year. Well, I only have the one story, and at the moment I am putting it on hiatus. You see, my computer had this completely stupid thing happen and all of my things on it got deleted. So, the whole of my fanfiction stuff was gone, and to be honest, right now i have not got the motivation to continue with that one. I am how ever beginning this one. This is going to be my main story, and i WILL update it, i promis :3. This one's ItachixSasuke, in other words, Uchihacest. If you don't like it, please, in the most respectable way, piss off and don't flame, cause i have warned you. Please read, and bear with me. I know this chapter is like AGES long, but the other's will most likely be shorter.

WARNiNGS: YAOI; meaning boyxboy, LEMONS, UCHIHACEST; yes yes, brotherly love. Oh be quiet, you love it :p

DiSCLAiMER: If i owned Naurto, I would not be writing this fanfiction.

Hope In Devotion

"Hey, Itachi! Do you have a shirt I can borrow? All mine are in the wash!" Itachi looked up from his book to find a nearly naked Sasuke stood in his doorway. He felt the blood going to his face as he blushed slightly, glancing at Sasuke's tight-fitting boxers. He tilted his head back down slightly to hide his face. "Uh, yeah. Have a look in my drawer over there." He cursed under his breath. This was getting ridiculous. Itachi had accepted that he had developed more than brotherly feelings towards Sasuke about a month ago, just now it was beginning to become a problem. He couldn't even look at the boy properly without getting flushed anymore. Itachi had always thought his brother was gorgeous ever since they were young and had always been quite attached to him, but he always thought it was just because they're brothers. Growing up he noticed that maybe his feelings were not of the brotherly sort. He found himself staring at the younger boy, admiring him, and sometimes he would even crave to touch him. Itachi knew these feelings were wrong, it was his brother. He tried his best to ignore them, but they got stronger and stronger when finally he just accepted them. He knew he could never have Sasuke in that sense, but he would always have him as a brother.

He kept his head down facing his book but flicked his eyes upwards to watch as the younger teen rummaged through his drawer. He let his eyes wander over Sasuke's pale, toned body, fighting the desire to jump him right there and then. Itachi watched as Sasuke pulled out a plain black shirt and pulled it over his head. He looked up properly now and watched as the body he longed for disappeared from view. "Is this one okay Aniki? I can pick another if you don't want me to wear it." Sasuke's voice drew him back to reality and he blushed again when he realised Sasuke had seem him staring. "Oh, no, it's okay, I don't wear that one much anyway."

"Okay. Thanks Aniki." Sasuke grinned at his brother and disappeared out the door and down the hall to his own room to get some jeans. Itachi sat for a minute raising his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose. He hated this. Why did he have to have these feelings for Sasuke? Everything would be better if he didn't. It wasn't like Sasuke would ever return the feelings. He sighed deeply and let his head fall back on the sofa as he stared intently at the ceiling. Why were things so complicated?

"Hey, Aniki, I'm going to the shop, do you want anything? HELLO?"

Itachi sat up quickly jumping at the sound of Sasuke's voice. He been so caught up in his thoughts he hadn't even noticed the boy come in the room. "Pardon Sasuke?"

"I said, I'm going to the shop, do you want anything?"

"Oh, no thank you." He sighed again and leaned back into the sofa. A frown fell upon his face as he went back to is thoughts.

"Are you okay Itachi? You seem really down." Itachi looked up to meet the coal black eyes of the one he loved but could never have. They looked concerned. "I'm fine Sasuke, I just have a lot on my mind. Don't worry about it." He folded the corner of the page in his book and set it down on the side table, running his hands through his long ebony hair. Sasuke began walking to the sofa and Itachi felt his face get a little warmer. "But Aniki, I do worry. I don't want everything to be so stressful for you. I know it's hard with Mom and Dad gone, but I'm here to help you." With that he wrapped his pale arms around Itachi's neck and hugged him tightly. Itachi felt his face flame up and thanked whoever was listening that Sasuke could not see his face at that moment. After a couple of seconds Itachi regained his composure and put one arm around Sasuke's waist and returned the hug. "Thank you Sasuke. I know you are. It's not that, it's just other things. Really, don't worry about it, I'll be fine." Sasuke stood back up and smiled at his brother, who smiled reassuringly in return.

"I'll be back in about twenty minutes then." Sasuke turned on his heel and made his way out the door grabbing Itachi's jumper on the way. Itachi himself stood and made his way down the hall to him bedroom, shutting the door and flopping down on his bed facing the ceiling. He put his hands over his face and let out an exasperated yell and as he hit the mattress either side of him. Why was this so fucking complicated!

He sat up and removed his shirt, throwing it in the general direction of the laundry basket before laying back down with his hand behind his head. He reached over to his night stand and grabbed the stereo remote, turning it on and closing his eyes and he let the music flow through him, relaxing him. He let his mind wander. He thought about before when Sasuke had come into his room to borrow a shirt wearing only his boxers. He honestly can't be that stupid as not to notice what he does to me. How could he not know when I blush like an idiot whenever he's near me, or the way I stared at his body just then. He frowned slightly at the naivety of Sasuke's actions. But I can't blame him. He doesn't have a clue what I feel for him. And he's not going to know. It will ruin everything. I can't lose him as my brother... I need him. Itachi closed his eyes again at his self-confession. He listened to the music, it's soft tones making him feel drowsy. He felt himself starting to drift off, but not quite fall asleep. His mind went wandering and he started creating scenarios in his head involving Sasuke and himself. He pictured Sasuke's beautiful pale body beneath him, moaning his name as he pleasured him. Itachi regained some consciousness as he felt blood rushing downwards and he began to harden. Shit. I need to stop doing this. But...I need it. He checked the clock and seeing that Sasuke had only been gone for several minutes, he let his hand trail downwards, reaching the waistband of his boxers. He pushed his hand under the material and pulled them down slightly along with his sweatpants. He hissed as the cool air hit his throbbing erection. He knew this was wrong, but he'd done it so many times before, why should he stop now? He let his hand wander down his stomach as he closed his eyes and imagined Sasuke writhing beneath him. He gripped his length and slowly stroked himself letting himself moan Sasuke's name gently. He sped up his actions thinking more and more about the beautiful boy he could never have. He felt the familiar sensation in his lower abdomen and knew his release was coming soon, He sped up more and with one last cry of that name falling from his lips, he came, spilling hot liquid over his hand and trousers. He breathed heavily for a minute as he laid there. He sat up a grabbed a tissue from the box beside his bed. He cleaned up his hands and wiped his trousers, noting that they were quite covered.

Suddenly there was a knock at his door and Itachi panicked. Sasuke couldn't be home already?

"Nii-san? Open up!"

He jumped up and hastily tore off his sweatpants and threw them in the basket. He rushed to the door and opened it, trying to make his breathing sound regular. "S-Sasuke, you were quick." He cursed himself for stuttering.

"Uh, y-yeah I forgot my wallet..." A light blush dusted Sasuke's cheeks as his eyes flicked down and back up to Itachi's face. Itachi then realised he was only wear his boxers.

"Oh..." Shit! Did he hear me? I mean, I shouted pretty loud...SHIT. I shouted his name!

"A-are you okay nii-san, you look a bit flushed." Itachi could have sworn Sasuke went a shade darker as he said this. He was really starting to panic now.

"Oh yeah, I was, er, just about to have a shower so I did some exercises before..." It was honestly the first thing that came into his head at that moment, and he knew it probably didn't sound that convincing.

"Oh okay. I'm going to my room, I can't be bothered to go back out, the shop shuts soon anyway. Enjoy your shower nii-san." With a small smile Sasuke turned down the hall and entered his room closing the door behind him. Itachi started at the closed door and sighed. That is the last time. He nearly caught me.

He walked across the hall to the bathroom and grabbed a towel from the shelf. A shower would probably help relax him now anyway.

What do you think of the first chappie? That's if you got all the way through...

Please review :3
It feeds the rabid yaoi fan in me that writes all this stuff :3

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