A/N: Thankyou to those four of you that reviewed :3 The rabid yaoi fan was fed and she wrote another chapter. I know I said that the rest of the chapters would be shorter, but, well, don't listen, cause no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get it any shorter. I think this one may even be longer than the one before O.o

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

He opened the glass door and stepped inside the shower letting the warm water run over his body, enjoying the relaxing sensation spreading across his shoulders. He tilted his head forward until it met the cold tiled wall and closed his eyes letting the water splash onto his neck. Why was it getting harder now? He'd managed all this time. He didn't understand. He also didn't understand how Sasuke could have not suspected anything by now. Itachi didn't think he'd ever blushed before, now a light, red tinge was practically permanently on his face whenever Sasuke was around. He furrowed his brow in frustration and hit the wall causing him to hiss in pain as his hand throbbed.

He turned around and raised his head letting the water fall onto his face, soothing him. He stood there for a few minutes trying his best to clear his mind from thoughts of Sasuke. Nothing good would come of this so he needed to try and let it go. He finished up his shower and stepped out wrapping the towel around his waist. He stood in front of the sink and looked at his reflection in the mirror. He looked tired, and that was saying something. Itachi had always had slight bags under his eyes, but now they were even darker. He had been avoiding going to sleep too much lately for fear of dreaming about Sasuke and moaning his name in the night. Tonight was close enough and he wasn't even asleep, plus, Sasuke wasn't even at home like he would be at night. If he heard Itachi in the night he would no longer be so oblivious to Itachi's feelings. He turned on the tap and splashed some cold water onto his face rubbing his eyes.

He turned away from the mirror and opened the door, making his way back to his room. Just as he was about to reach his bedroom Sasuke came out of his room in nothing but a pair of tan sweatpants. Itachi froze, as did Sasuke, an uncomfortable silence between them. He swore Sasuke's gaze wandered down his torso...Shit. Don't think that. Don't think about Sasuke! "Uh.." Itachi hurriedly opened his door and darted inside closing it firmly behind him. He didn't know what came over him; he just panicked.

On the other side of the door Sasuke still stood frozen on the spot, a slightly confused expression on his face. A light blush dusted his cheeks and he continued on his way to the kitchen glancing at the closed door through which Itachi had just disappeared.

Itachi leant against his door and put his hands to his face taking a deep breath. Get a fucking grip on yourself! He hastily dried himself and pulled on some underwear and a clean pair of black sweatpants. He looked around for his book, realising he'd left it on the side table in the living room. He sighed and exited his room, making his way down the hall to the lounge. He kept his eyes straight ahead, not allowing himself to look at the half naked boy he knew was to his left, in the kitchen. He crossed the open-plan room to the table and grabbed his book, falling back onto the large sofa and getting in a comfortable position. He flicked the book open at the folded page and was just about to resume reading when he felt the pressure of another body on the sofa beside him. He kept his eyes trained on his book, avoiding Sasuke's gaze. Sasuke sighed quietly and grabbed the remote from the table leaning over Itachi as he did so. Itachi drew in his breath slightly and held it, staring at his book intently. He let out a shallow breath as Sasuke sat back in his previous position and flicked the television on.

Itachi found his place on the page and began reading as Sasuke flicked through the channels. Itachi had just began to get back into the story when Sasuke adjusted his position slightly, his leg resting against his own. He stiffened a little and tried to concentrate on his book. It was pretty difficult with the pressure of Sasuke's leg on his own. He must had re-read the same line several times until finally Sasuke stood up and wandered back into the kitchen. Itachi felt his body relax a little more and he shifted his position having been sat stiffly for a while.

"Want something to drink 'Tachi?" He looked up at the sound of his name and met Sasuke's face. He forced away the blush that threatened to show and kept a calm expression.

"No thanks. I'm good." He smiled at Sasuke who lightly blushed and turned to make himself a drink. Itachi stretched and set his book back down on the table. He might as well watch television considering it was considerably hard to concentrate on the book right now with a half naked Sasuke wondering around. He took once last glance at his brother and reached for the remote flicking the channel over.

"Hey! I was watching that! Itachi put it back on!" Sasuke hurried over to the sofa setting down his drink and jumping into his place. He stared at Itachi who just stared at the television, an amused look on his face. He glanced to the side to see Sasuke sat cross-armed, a pissed look set upon his face. Itachi laughed and poked him in the forehead. "Well, I want to watch something now, so sit down or go away." He smiled sweetly at the young teen who looked even more pissed off than before.

"But I was watching something! You can't just turn it over!" Itachi began to laugh again at Sasuke's sulking, when suddenly Sasuke lurched forwards trying to snatch the remote from his hand. Itachi dodged him easily and Sasuke fell onto his lap. Itachi didn't even have time to register their position when Sasuke came at him again, this time with a cushion in hand. Itachi raised his arm blocking the hit and he pushed Sasuke back throwing the remote onto the table. Sasuke made a growling noise and fully threw himself onto Itachi pushing him back so his head hit the sofa. "Shit. Sasuke, stop it you freak. It's a TV remote!" Itachi shoved the body of the young teen back and Sasuke fell off the sofa landing on his butt. Itachi snorted with laughter, unusual for him, but the look on Sasuke's face was priceless. Itachi breath hitched in his chest as Sasuke jumped on him pinning him to the sofa.

"Stop fucking laughing at me!" Itachi, no longer smiling, pushed Sasuke off him and held his arms at his sides.

"Calm down Sasuke. You idiot."

"No! I want to watch my programme!" With that he lunged for the remote, just missing it and knocking it to the floor. Itachi made a grab for it, falling off the sofa in the process as Sasuke's weight fell on him.

"Arh! Sasuke get off!" He pushed the smaller boy to the side and gripped the remote tightly in his hand. Sasuke pounced on him once more pinning him down to the floor by straddling him. This caught Itachi off guard and he felt the remote being torn from his hand. Itachi looked up to find Sasuke straddling his hips holding the remote in the air. Itachi breathed heavily, out of breath from the struggle, thanking who ever was listening that he was already red so his blush would not show. Sasuke didn't move from his position as he smirked triumphantly down at his older brother.

"I think you're getting unfit Itachi. You're really out of breath." Sasuke innocently placed his hand in the centre of Itachi's rapidly rising and falling chest, looking very pleased with himself. He looked up to the television, flicking it back to whatever he was watching and sat there on top of Itachi, apparently completely oblivious to the effect this was having on the older teen. Itachi had gotten over the breathlessness from the fight minutes ago. He was now trying desperately to calm himself as he felt Sasuke's weight pressing on his groin. He let his head fall back to hit the floor and stared intently at the ceiling trying his hardest to stop the blood making it's way to a certain part of his body. He closed his eyes briefly and breathed out deeply before propping himself up on his arms.

"Sasuke, can you get off? I'm thirsty now." He made to push Sasuke off when the boy leaned over him and grabbed the glass of water that was on the table.

"Here, you can have some of this." Sasuke handed him the glass, adjusting his position on top of Itachi ever so slightly

Itachi inwardly groaned as the blood rush increased with the friction that Sasuke had just created. "T-thanks." He struggled to get the word out and he fought with his body. He then had an idea. He needed to get this boy off him now, or he would do something he would really regret. He took a sip of the water and swallowed it, appreciating the coldness. He then glanced at Sasuke. Seeing the boy was fully immersed in the television he raised his hand and tipped the glass slightly so that water spilt onto Sasuke's head.

"WHAT THE-" Sasuke jumped up, relieving the pressure on Itachi's lower abdomen. "What the HELL was that for?!" Sasuke yelled at him running to the mirror to check on his hair. Itachi chuckled lightly at his brother, who he knew hated having his hair messed up.

"Well, that was to get you back for jumping on me and stealing the remote." Itachi sat up at looked at Sasuke's now fuming face. He instantly regretted his decision to pour water on him as a small stream of water trickled down the side of Sasuke's face, rolled slowly down his slightly toned body and reached the hem of his boxers. He realised he'd followed it with his eyes and quickly looked down at the floor, picking a bit of fluff on the carpet. He daren't look at Sasuke. He must have seen him ogling at him. He would be incredibly blind if he hadn't.


So that's chapter two :3

I hope you enjoyed it and are not finding it boring. Please tell me if you are. Remember that I do have to develop the relationship, so i can't rush things...

Please review, rabid yaoi fan is hungry after all this writing :P

Next chappie should be up soon :3