Chapter 2 : Recognition

Well since some reviewers seemed curious, I've continued the one-shot. I hope it explains a little more... Sasuke may not like me for this...

Walking along with the crowd of the rain drenched city his patience wore thin as each hair became more soaked with water by the minute. It was like a mini metropolis of Konoha except with countless edifices at every corner and a ground almost invisible from the bridge links above. Street signs glowed in the dreariness as he walked onward with sore ankles. Amegakure as the place was called did hold to the meaning of its name. Finally he approached a dull colored miserable looking building with a blood red cloud above its entrance. It s windowless appearance made it look like some sort of bar on the outside. His hand reached from underneath the weather guard cloak he wore to lift the noren. An enticingly large breasted hostess with a short black yukata approached him.

"You look awfully young to be wondering into a place like this... ,What business could you possibly have here, handsome?" she reeked of cheap perfume and booze, and gave a wink.

"I'm here to see Uchiha." He demanded quietly. The hostess dropped her ditsy act and provided some slippers immediately as he hung his cloak up reaching for a towel. Down dim halls they went lit with candles and also reeking of boozes and whatnot that almost gave off the atmosphere of a brothel if it weren't for weapons that hung on the walls along with miniature bookcases, scrolls and Tv s scattered every where. Up some stairs they went on into another hall with a more cleanly setting and fewer doors that were presumably personal rooms or dorms. A blonde haired guy exited a room carrying some clay and sculpture tools.

"Hey, it's the kid brother..." he mumbled approaching them. "Miu, come down stairs in a bit to model for me." He passed by them with a smirk.

The wood floor seemed so well waxed it could have given off reflections if the hall was more lit He thought. They reached the end of the hall where a lonely door sat next to a window over looking the city. He was left to knock on the door and hope his brother was home.

"It's open." He heard from inside. Within this dorm the atmosphere was dimly lit with a few ravens walking about the grey carpet floor and chirping. The open room ahead was deserted. Sasuke he was twirled around into warm embracing arms.

"Aniki..." Sasuke was feeling the death grip killing him slowly. "Itachi...! Too tight, loosen up already."

"It's been almost half a year since I've seen you, Sasuke-chan..." he whispered gripping his softly padded firm ass hard as to try messaging it through his clothes while they embraced.

"Oi... Onii-chan..." hands begin traveling up his back to his partly dried scalp. "Mmn... he whined as he pulled his hair and himself back into reality from the hot mouth reunion. He wanted to melt in his arms but, important matters came first. He tried escaping his ticklish capture, struggling with their bodies meshing together in a comfort. He quickly realized he was already getting a kneejob already. "Itachi..." he whined in distress enough to finally be released from the distraction. It s important..." he caught his breath and settled in the only cushioned chair in the room.

The infinite monsoon continued to pour over the city from the window. "Is there ever just a partially cloudy day out here...?" Itachi let a raven perch upon his hand to be rubbed around the neck. He sighed as the bird reassembled on his shoulder while he shuffled towards the window.

"It depends: Are you on a mission by the snake... or just curious?" Sasuke leaned back in the chair messaging his forehead. Itachi noticed the little navy tank top underneath his usual robe covering his magnificent torso. It was just a normal baggy one to probably give extra warmth from his chilled travel here he guessed or maybe Sasuke just wasn't here for him today. Sasuke ripped a growl and began his rant.

"Kabuto has begun to watch more closely than usual... around the lair." Itachi knew that when Sasuke started to snarl between talking, something was usually wrong. "Orochimaru has been giving me more killer training missions, lately..." a crow leaped into his lap ready to be petted. I've just- I'm just..." he was rubbing his eyeballs out of their sockets trying to find words as the bird flocked off when warm moist lips met his again.

"It's a war out there... And peace comes from the inner-self..." Itachi caressed his misery covered face engaging in a tongue battle.

"But..." Itachi was half lifting him out of the chair trying to remove his pants. Sasuke kicked off his slippers and fidgeted with curious hands trying to grope him. They kept gripping and rubbing delicate sensitive areas which turned him on. "I really need it..." he moaned and stood up to bend over the chair while he dropped his pants. The birds poofed off in smoke balls one by one on cue.

"Just stay quiet... Others are present..." Itachi threatened softly before his mouth went down to wet the tight hole he hadn't touched in awhile. Sasuke bit down on his long sleeve robe as the tongue slither wildly around stimulating him easily into a long desired hard-on. He had secretly been aching for it long before he arrived at the city. Guilt echoed through in his consciousness as he began to yank softly. His instincts started signaling an odd feeling that he ignored as fingers stretched inward loosening him up.

"Onii-chan... Put it in already." whispering not to give off too much despair, Sasuke was approaching his peak earlier than usually. Itachi released his swelling excitement without obligation. "Mmn!" he was surprised that he forgotten how mesmerizing the raging heat was. It radiated into his body simultaneously forcing him to pant over his soggy sleeve.

Everything seemed more intense than ever almost making him want collapse onto the chair in front of him. "Mn...!" he was feeling full already. Itachi stopped at the flesh wall and began ramming gently. "Ah...!" he was shocked by the new pain and bit back down on his robe trying to focus on the pleasure. The pain only kept reoccurring as he began to run out breath. "Aniki...! Stop it- it hurts..." his hard-on was becoming limp. Then a sudden cramp in his gut hit him.

Itachi was put off by this sudden sign of submission. He had to put his wet joystick away as Sasuke sat down grabbing his gut in distress. Itachi felt a splitting recollection as Sasuke looked up to him with the same awestruck face he was giving him. He turned away to gather his thoughts and wits.

"Uh..." was all he could say while his face flushed pink holding back a grin. Victory seemed imminent.

It worked... Ok." Sasuke mumbled becoming pinker in the face than sex on a summer night. Itachi suddenly noticed the inconspicuous protrusion that obstructed Sasuke's six-pack hidden underneath his shirt and hand. "Happy." he snapped back at Itachi's smile removing his hand ready to fling a kunai at him. "I've come here because I can't stay at the snake's lair anymore without being found out!" he was on the verge of shrieking. Itachi picked up his pants and threw them over his lap.

"I hope it's a boy..."