Summary: "A-aniki… Please make it stop." Deadly red eyes narrowed, "If I cut you down to a thing I can use, I fear there'll be nothing good left of you." Rated T+ Uchihacest Songfic

A/n: This is quietBlood's fic request. I do have to say sorry for taking such a long time to finally post it, I just finished last night… It's sooo hard to write yaoi/Uchihacest, especially since I'm not that into either of them.

Buuut, it was a special request, so here it is!

The song used is "Lose Control" by one of my personal favorite bands, Evanescence. I really suggest you listen to the song while reading; it's a lot better if you do.

Things to know before reading:

Song Lyrics

"Speaking"

"Speaking the Song Lyrics"

Hope you enjoy!


Lose Control

Itachi's eyes fluttered open at the sound of soft knocking. Slowly, he sat up, glancing through the dark to his bedroom door. "Who is it?" he asked, sliding off his bed to walk over to the sound of shuffling.

"Aniki, its Sasuke."

You don't remember my name

I don't really care

Dark brows knit together as the famed thirteen-year-old opened his door, looking down at his brother with a slight scowl on his lips. "What's wrong?"

The young Sasuke looked down in shame, wringing the black and blue plush blanket he slept with in his hands. Hesitantly, he looked up, meeting his brother's gaze, and simply said, "I had a nightmare."

Can we play the game your way?

Can I really lose control?

Itachi stepped to the side, allowing the young boy passage into his room, closing the door behind him. He flicked the lights on, watching his younger brother crawl into his small, twin-sized bed. He moved toward him, sitting at the foot of the mattress.

Sasuke looked up with adoring dark eyes, a tiny smile on his thin lips. "Nii-san, I don't wanna go back to sleep."

Just once in my life

I think it's be nice

With a curt nod, Itachi scooted up to the head of his bed, pulling Sasuke in between his legs, having Sasuke lean back into his chest. He rested his chin on Sasuke's head, arms sliding securely around the younger boy's waist.

"Do you want to play a game, otouto?"

Just to lose control,

Just once

A small gasp of delight slipped pass Sasuke's lips, and he looked up to his aniki, grinning. "Yes!" he squealed.

Itachi smirked, moving his head next to Sasuke's ear, chin on the young boy's shoulder, and pulled him closer. Quietly, he whispered, "This is a very special game, otouto, you can't tell anyone."

With all the pretty flowers

In the dust

Sasuke shivered as Itachi's breath grazed the sensitive skin below his ear, and nodded. "I promise, aniki, I won't tell anyone! But what if okaa-chan or otou-san hears?"

Chuckling deviously, Itachi reached around, taking Sasuke's chin in his thumb and index finger. He turned the raven-haired boy's head to the side, so that a side of his face was facing him. "Mary had a lamb…His eyes black as coals."

Sasuke's onyx eyes widened in confusion, he wasn't quite sure why his brother was acting so strange, but he couldn't honestly say he didn't like the change.

"If we play very quiet, my lamb, Mary never has to know," Itachi breathed, leaning in closer to his younger brother.

Sasuke whimpered, a small blush staining his ivory cheeks a rich red color. The grip on his blankie tightening, and his gaze wavering over to the door, where he could see light flooding in through the cracks. He turned to look back up to his brother and timidly said, "Aniki…Why are you acting so weird?"

A dark frown marred Itachi's features, the lines under his eyes deepening. He pulled his head away from Sasuke's, sending him a somber glare, the stated, "Just once in my life, I think it'd be nice just to lose control…Just once."

Sasuke's eyes widened further, and he pulled back, staring up into Itachi's vacant smoky-grey eyes, eyes that betrayed none of their owner's inner turmoil.

"What the hell's going on in here?" Fugaku, Itachi and Sasuke's father, asked, bursting through the door. He sent a glare at his eldest son, recognizing the annoyance appearing in Itachi's usually void glare.

Itachi casually poked Sasuke's forehead, giving him a smile that screamed, "Do not tell anyone." He looked at his father, eyes vacant once again, and said, "I was giving Sasuke training advice."

Fugaku frowned, confused. "At this time of the night? Ridiculous. Get to bed, both of you." he growled.

Simultaneously, Itachi and Sasuke said. "Hai, otou-san."

With that, Fugaku nodded and left the room.

"Get to bed, Sasuke," Itachi ordered leaving no room for argument. He walked his younger sibling to the door, standing under the door frame.

Sasuke nodded, and started to walk down the hall when Itachi reached out, grabbing his shoulder.

Slowly, Sasuke turned, his gaze captured by Itachi's Sharingan. Sasuke's jaw dropped as he watched the pin wheels twirl, sucking him into a red and black world he didn't know.

His air supply was slowly being cut off when he saw it was Itachi's hand causing the suffocation. Helplessly, he clawed and squirmed in Itachi's grasp, whimpering in pain and fear, "A-aniki... please…s-stop…"

Deadly red eyes narrowed as Itachi spoke, "If I cut you down to a thing I can use," he paused, watching as Sasuke's struggles ceased almost immediately. "I fear there'll be nothing good left of you."

Suddenly, Sasuke was back in the hall way, in front of Itachi's now closed door, panting heavily. He stared in wide-eyed wonder at the door, shocked about what his own brother had just put him through. It was almost too much to handle in one night, and he had half a mind to barge into Itachi's room and demand an explanation, but rather than doing so, he turned in the direction of his room and started walking, blankie in hand.


A/n: HOLY SHIT NUGGETS!!!

Ok, so it's done, aaaaand my fingers hurt, aaaand my lap is on FIYA!!! (I have a laptop)

I hope it was at least decent, I, personally, hate it. Ugh, poop.

Feedback is not required, but is always welcome! Please point out any and all errors; I don't have spell check, nor a beta. (Looking for one! Any volunteers?) I am still taking request sooo...Yep.

So, yeah, thanks for reading! Till next time.

Ja.