Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Naruto characters or whoever else that may not be mine in this fic. Blah blah blah, blah blaitty blah blah.
WARNING! THIS FICTION CONTAINS YAOI AS IN BOYxBOY RELATIONS AND Or SEXINGS. ALSO INCEST. IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT PLEASE READ SOMETHING ELSE.
A.N: Well this is my first Naruto fan fiction. I hope you enjoy it. If you notice some grammatical errors or spelling errors please tell me because I have some faults in both areas and I would like my fiction to be as nice as possible. Oh and be warned, it starts out a little slow, must work up to things. Thank you very much and on with the show!
Chapter 1: ReverieThe patter of little feet echoed throughout the Uchiha mansion as a raven-haired boy, looking only about 7 or so, ran to the other end of the luxurious home, following the deck and slipping on corners.
"Nii-san! Nii-san!" the raven-haired boy called out as his midnight eyes scanned every room; searching for the one he called brother.
The sun was elegant on the moonlit skin of the young boy, as he stepped out from under the canopy of the deck, rushing towards the garden just before him, a woman looking only about 25 tending to the reddest of roses, a favorite in the Uchiha house.
"Mother, where is nii-san?" The boy looked up at his mother who stood amongst the flowers of a garden, her hair just as raven colored as her son. Her features were smooth and her smile motherly as she replied to her son's question.
"Itachi is down by the pond. If you go down there be careful, Sasuke-chan, I still need to teach you to swim."
Sasuke's face lit up. The pond. Perfect! It was a hot day and a swimming lesson might be fun from his brother. "Nii-san can teach me!" Sasuke gave a small bow of thanks and ran fast, hitting the dirt road with a flash, kicking dust up behind him as he ran.
In the distance a teenager sat silently beside the shore, shoes off with his toes just brushing the water. Long raven locks blowing in the breeze, making it hard to tell if this elegant being was of any gender.
Sasuke ran up quickly, an innocent smile gracing his soft features. "Nii-san!" He almost jumped at his brother, his small arms wrapping tightly around the teen's shoulders, his head being buried into his back, just under the tresses of hair that reached to mid back.
Itachi leaned forward a little, he saw it coming, "What is it Sasuke?" his voice was low and stoic. Matching midnight eyes turning to his little brother, a mirror image of each other.
Sasuke looked up with a big smile, which soon faded into a puzzled look as he let go and wandered forward, ending up in his brother's lap with his face twisted into that confused look his brain clawing at what he had originally wanted to tell his older brother. Uttering silently almost embarrassed Sasuke spoke. "Um…I forgot."
Itachi sighed and messed his brother's silky spiked hair. "Foolish little one…if it's not important enough to remember then don't come down here searching for me. You almost had me worried that something had happened." Though the words seemed concerned, his voice was monotone as always.
Sasuke gave a huff, closing one eye halfway as Itachi messed with the black locks. "Well…can we swim…maybe?" Sasuke's voice slipped out in a slightly shy tone at first, shifting in his brother's lap and holding onto his shirt in his tiny hands.
Itachi simply lifted Sasuke up and out of his lap. Setting him on his feet and taking off his brother's black shirt, showing off his moonlit skin, something extremely attractive for his age. "Jump in. I'll stay here."
Sasuke gave another huff, taking his hand and pulling it. "Come with me and teach me to swim!"
Itachi raised one eyebrow, a rarity in itself. It came as a surprise that he didn't know how to swim. Slowly he stood and simply took a step atop the water, standing where it would be shallow. "Come on then Sasuke. I don't feel like getting wet before my mission so I'll remain here."
Sasuke waded out tilting his head up so he could still breath. Looking up at Itachi. "H-Help," he whimpered having to jump up to get air, going under a couple of times, sputtering and holding his hand up to him. "N-nii-san…h-help!"
Itachi stood above him, looking down at Sasuke; he leaned down and took his hand. "Kick your feet, move your arms. Don't splash."
Sasuke did as told, managing to stay up enough. His face lighting up as he caught on fast. Not realizing he was being drug out further in the pond. Itachi following him on the way.
Sasuke began to have more and more trouble staying up, looking up at Itachi and kicking as hard as he could to stay up, holding his arms up. "H-Help."
His voice was more of a whimper as he started to tire and sink into the water.
"H-Help, nii-san! HELP!"
Sasuke was sinking more and more as he looked up at his brother. His voice desperate as he cried out. Itachi simply watched, raising his foot and placing it atop Sasuke's head as he held him under, eyes slowly fading into red…the sharingan.
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A yell echoed through the snake mansion as Sasuke awoke from his dream, sweating and shivering in fear. He clutched the sheets in his fists, sweat running down his chest, cursing the fact he'd yelled for it would be any moment that Orochimaru would send one of his "pets" to check up on him.
The boy. The brother. Both had changed with bloody time. The boy was now 16, in the training of a snake for a future unknown, vowing to kill the one brother who ripped his mother, father, and family from him, his happiness.
Sasuke rubbed his shoulder, his moonlit skin still smooth and creamy as ever. Raven locks hanging in his eyes, giving a nice contrast to his skin, slowly shifting in the sheets as a knock came to the door.
Sasuke growled quietly as he blinked, sharingan replacing the midnight blue. "What is it…Kabuto…" His voice was more of a hiss when talking to Kabuto, something he picked up from his teacher.
A pair of round glasses peeked through the door, eyes narrowed behind them. Checking up on the scream of the man. "You know why I'm here…" He tossed something onto the bed, turning, silver strands obstructing the unearthly glow of the man's glasses. Kabuto's voice was laced with annoyance from the hissing tone, the one thing in this world he hated about his master and just one of the number of things he hated about Sasuke.
"In the neck this time…it's got a sedative in it so you'll catch up on the sleep you've missed from the last few nights." The purple clad man felt no need to say anything else as he turned and closed the door, his footsteps fading in the darkness down the hallway.
Sasuke glared at the item that landed atop his bed, a treat left by the medic Nin. He picked it up, a syringe, full and ready to be used, a memory suppressant for a good nights sleep…or possibly a good couple of days. One could never be sure of what it was Kabuto was giving the 'favorite'.
Sasuke inspected it with the sharingan and raised it to his neck, the needle piercing the skin as he injected the contents into his system, drawing the needle out and setting it to the side, the whole time his face remained stoic and unfeeling.
He laid back and slowly slipped into a dead like sleep. Returning to his dreams, but no suppressant could hold back the image of his brother. That man…that face so similar to his, those eyes so much the same, would always haunt him, always till the day he died.
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Three days past, Sasuke simply slept the sleep of the dead, unmoving from the spot in which he'd laid down in.
Golden eyes pierced the darkened room, almost appearing inside, as a pale fragile hand reached out and cupped Sasuke's cheek in his hand. A haunting voice cutting through Sasuke's dreams, shaking him from the clutches of sleep. "Sasuke-kun…wake up my little Sasuke-kun."
Red eyes greeted the golden ones, almost in a glare as he sat up, blankets slipping off as his bones cracked with his sudden movement after a still sleep. "Hm…." Sasuke was never in a very good mood when he was awoken from his sleep, often times it was the one thing that brought him comfort.
Orochimaru smirked as he pulled the boy into an embrace. Very much forced on Sasuke's part. "I've got some information for you, my little Sasuke-kun. I'm sure you'll enjoy it."
A low growl emitted from his throat as he shifted in Orochimaru's thin arms, eyes narrowed still. "What…"
"I know right where Itachi-kun is…and he's waiting for you, my little Sasuke-kun. I think you're ready to fulfill your duty." His voice was in a low raspy hiss as he spoke, twirling Sasuke's raven hair between his fingers. A hidden motive let the boy serve his duty and then take his body for himself.
Sasuke was silent, emotionless, but the slight twitch was all the emotion Orochimaru needed. He let the man go, a sickening smirk placed on his snake-like face. "Hurry and dress."
Sasuke slipped out from the covers, head down. It was clear Orochimaru wasn't going to leave as he dressed. He could feel the golden eyes digging into his skin as they trailed over his body, inspecting his beautiful 'property.' However, Sasuke was used to it. This was his everyday since he was 13. He dressed quickly in his usual outfit, the same thing Orochimaru wore, but twisted to his own comfort. White kimono top open and showing his supple elegant skin in the front, a deep purple belt twisting into a bow in the front with black pants and a dark purple wrap around his waist.
"Tell me where he is." Sasuke looked over his shoulder, sharingan shining in the darkness, his words laced with venom. Orochimaru smirked in satisfaction, he would soon have his body, and there would be nothing to stop him.
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The trees danced with the wind as Itachi stood quietly in a clearing, his black and red Akatsuki cloak flipped and turned around his body in the increasing gusts. Dark clouds shrouding the area in shadows, thunder roaring in the distance as Sasuke approached.
"I'm disappointed in you…foolish little brother." Itachi's voice was hollow, void of anything as he turned to face his brother.
Sasuke's eyes narrowed, meeting his brother's in a mass of red and black. "Disappointed? You should be proud…I've done just as you said!" Sasuke lurched forward, almost disappearing as the lightning flashed, kunai meeting kunai as Sasuke pushed Itachi's feet into the ground. Itachi remaining unmoving as the cold blade was draw back for another blow.
"I've grown to hate you!" Sasuke made a stabbing motion down to Itachi, a speed behind it unmatched as it dug into the cloth of Itachi's cloak. Itachi, however, merely side stepping the attack as he went to knee the man in the torso. Sasuke bent backwards, throwing his lower body up as he entangled legs with Itachi, slamming him into the ground. For once, Itachi was caught off guard.
"I've grown to spite you!" Sasuke found that under him was nothing but Itachi's cloak, feeling the sudden pain in his shoulders as several shuriken embedded themselves into him. He ripped them from his shoulder and suddenly appeared behind the leather-clad man. The bloody shuriken meting their mark, Itachi's sides, as Sasuke reared back and kicked the shuriken further in.
"And most of all…" Sasuke ducked as Itachi pushed a kunai back, grazing Sasuke's side. Sasuke pushed himself forward, hovering above Itachi, a knee digging into the man's neck as the sky opened up in a down pour, a kunai cutting into Itachi's cheek.
"I've lived to kill you."
Itachi kicked up and slipped out from under Sasuke. His black locks slipping out from their restraints as the strands clung to his skin from the rain. Emotionless. He closed his eyes for a moment, the sharingan twisting in his eyes into something so familiar to Sasuke, Mangekyo Sharingan.
With split second reaction Sasuke performed his gokakyou no jutsu, causing Itachi to jump back from the burning flames. Studding his brother's motions as he back to match him. The difference in power smaller then what it was before.
In the trees near by, the real Itachi sat against the tree trunk, watching the battle twist on and on growing impatient with every passing minute. He held his hand up as thousand of traps were suddenly sprung, poison needles pushing themselves towards the unknowing Sasuke.
Blood soon mixed with rain as Sasuke lay on the side of the battle ground, needles with poison tips in his back and legs. Vexation rising inside him, this was a low attack he should've seen coming as the shadow clone disappeared in a mass of smoke.
The red sharingan faded slowly, engulfed by the darkness of Sasuke's deep blue eyes. His vision flickering as he started to lose consciousness. The last images reaching his eyes were of his own image reaching out to him clouds of red dawn surrounding him.
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Chapter two will be up in a few minutes. Please enjoy what I have now. Sorry I'm not so good at the whole fighting thing, but I thought it might need at least one. Just to get the story going if anything. I promise, no more fucking fight scenes in later chapters! Thank you very much. (Action also promised in the next chapter.)