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Chapter: 2!
Itachi sat on his couch that night going over some last minute paper work. Sasuke was upstairs taking a shower. The older raven growled when he already saw and picked out many mistakes that the new communications department had made on the schedule. He took a red pen and corrected them quickly like an angry teacher scolding a student's paper. Satisfied that he had marked it up enough he set his pen down and took off his reading glasses, rubbing between his eyes.
"Stressed?" Sasuke asked from the stairs. Itachi looked over and felt his stomach fill with heat. Sasuke's hair hung loosely around his shoulders as his robe slanted off one shoulder. The boy's eyes were smoldering from the heat of the shower as a pale thigh stuck out from the fold of the white robe. Sasuke noticed him staring and smiled lightly. He walked over to his brother and stood at the back of the couch. He lifted his hands and ran them through his lover's hair. He glanced down and frowned at the amount of red ink on the papers.
"I think you should have been a math teacher nii-san," Sasuke laughed as he reached over and picked up the paper. He tilted his head as he noticed how none of the time slots added up.
"Wow, these people . . . Ummm . . . " he mumbled.
"Are idiots," Itachi finished softly. He was distracted by the fact that more of the robe was slowly slipping down Sasuke's shoulder. Reaching up he pulled Sasuke down from his position on the couch and kissed his cheek, moving down his neck.
From the hectic work week and Sasuke's soccer practice both had been very busy. It had been at least a week since the two had been intimate and all their free day time went to Sasuke's driving lessons.
Sasuke groaned as wet heat sucked the skin on his neck. He leaned over the couch as more of his robe fell open, revealing his pale chest. Itachi wasted no time in going to the skin of the boy's collarbone. Itachi sat up on his knees until he was face to face with the boy. Gently grabbing the side of the boy's face he brought his lips to Sasuke's and sucked on them. Sasuke made a breathless noise that traveled straight down Itachi's stomach to his crotch. All the tension of the week was really getting to him and he prayed that Sasuke was in the mood for a messy and much needed fuck tonight. Sasuke must have felt the same from the way he grabbed at his older brother's hair, pulling him closer and bringing his tongue forward to slip into Itachi's mouth. The kiss became all tongue and teeth very quickly as they crushed against one another. Itachi broke the kiss as both brothers panted. Very quickly Itachi got up from the couch and slipped over the side of it to stand next to Sasuke. The boy's cheeks were flushed as Itachi kissed him softly once more and then picked him up bridal style.
Sasuke laughed breathlessly as Itachi moved them up the stairs. Sasuke continued to kiss and suck on his neck as Itachi managed to get their bedroom door open with a few grunts. Sasuke gasped as he was dropped on the bed and laughed when Itachi landed on top of him with a devilish grin. The tie to the robe was quickly found as Itachi nearly ripped the garment off, leaving Sasuke completely nude. Sasuke was already aroused as he squirmed his hips on the bed. Itachi sat up and quickly pulled his shirt over his head, causing his stomach muscles to clench. Sasuke eyed them and licked his lips as Itachi stood from the bed and removed his socks and pajama pants in the same fashion. Sasuke fell back on the bed with a sarcastic smile.
"You act like you're about to miss the school bus!" the boy laughed, running his hand down his stomach. Itachi went for their bedroom draw and grabbed the lube as he smiled back.
"That was only once I'll have you know," he teased, throwing the lube on the bed next to his brother. Sasuke spread his legs invitingly as Itachi wasted no time crawling in between them and leaning down to kiss Sasuke's stomach.
"I'm sorry if there is no romance tonight," he whispered against the younger's navel. Itachi licked the muscle there while Sasuke moaned and arched his hips up.
"I-It was a hard week. I think both of us need throw the candles and roses out the window for tonight," the boy breathed.
Itachi kissed up the boy's stomach as his hands roamed over creamy thighs and spread them wider. Using his hands he grabbed Sasuke's hips and licked a path up the boy's chest to a nipple before taking it into his mouth. The boy's breathing hitched as the nub hardened and each lick to it caused the boy to flinch in arousal. The whimpers' Sasuke made sent what felt like electric jolts straight toward Itachi's hardening cock. Sasuke's hands made use of themselves as he reached between their bodies and grabbed a hold of Itachi's cock. The older raven grunted and lifted his hips a bit as Sasuke gently massaged and teased him. Sasuke lifted his head a bit to watch as Itachi's thighs clenched as his shaft fully hardened and turned a slight red. Sasuke's own hard on tapped against his own belly each time he gently bucked his hips. Gently Itachi pulled out of Sasuke's grip as he grabbed the lube. Sasuke sat up and panted as he ran his hands through his still shower wet bangs. He watched his brother spread the substance across his fingers.
"I-I already stretched in the shower," Sasuke told him with a blush. The words made Itachi moan as he instead went straight for his penis and slicked himself up.
"God I love you," he rasped as he coated himself head to the hilt.
Sasuke smiled mischievously as Itachi leaned over him and grabbed his shoulders. He caught Sasuke in a kiss as the younger slid himself over his brother's thighs and pressed his ass into Itachi's abdomen. The kiss grew more heated as Itachi reached down with one hand and lined himself up to his brother. Sasuke's legs slid down on either side of Itachi's hips to the bed and he used his feet to lift his pelvis. Finding Sasuke's opening Itachi wasted no time and slid in. Sasuke cried out against his brother's lips as he was stretched and Itachi groaned at the tightness of it. It had been at least a week and Sasuke was tight. Itachi could already feel the weeks worth of tension leave his body the moment he slid inside the love of his life.
He looked down to the panting boy as Sasuke looked up at him with smoldering eyes. The boy gently moved his hips and moaned as Itachi's organ slid deeper.
"Itachi," he said in his bedroom voice. The older raven wasted no time as he slid his arms under Sasuke's back to grip the back of his shoulders. The boy reached up and wrapped his arms around Itachi's neck as they embraced intimately, their heaving chests rubbing against one another. Itachi bared his weight on the back of Sasuke's thighs as he moved nothing but his hips, beginning his thrusts. Sasuke gasped and pressed his lips to the side of Itachi's head as the bed helped Sasuke bounce his hips up to meet the thrusts. Their combined body heat drove him crazy as all their fronts pressed together, not an inch of air between them. Itachi moaned deeply as Sasuke met him thrust for thrust, the heat squeezing his cock and making his desire to pleasure Sasuke so much stronger. He didn't want to detach himself from the boy as he stroked his back, his stomach muscles jumping each time a thrust had him rub against Sasuke's trapped arousal.
Their breathing was harsh and loud in the quiet room. Itachi closed his eyes as his head swam and Sasuke's breaths were hot against the shell of his ear. The bed creaked as the head board knocked against the wall, the sound being erotic in many ways through the dim room. He backed up enough to look between them as his cock slid in and out of his little brother. His stomach began to tighten as the oncoming approach of orgasm made itself known. Sasuke's eyes were clenched shut as he breathed through his perfectly round mouth. The sight of it made Itachi clench his teeth and work his hips harder. Sasuke in response mewled and threw his head back, calling his brother's name. He opened his blurry eyes as they gazed at each other. Feeling his orgasm reach its peak, Sasuke leaned forward and kissed him, moaning throatily into his mouth as he arched and came hotly between them with a thrust of his hips.
Itachi in turn almost growled as a hot sticky mess coated his stomach muscles and his cock was squeezed in his little brother's passage. He pulled back to let out a yell as he thrusted one last time and came deeply inside his lover. Both panted harshly as Itachi tried not to put his full weight on the boy. For a quick fuck it seemed to last forever. Already Itachi could feel the tension roll off his body the longer he stayed inside of Sasuke. He pulled back to see Sasuke's eyes were closed and he was sweaty. Itachi smiled in affection as he leaned down and kissed the boy's forehead. Sasuke opened his eyes and smiled lightly.
"Feel better?" he whispered softly. Itachi continued to kiss the boy's face in several places as he nodded.
"I always feel good when I'm with you, sexual or not," he whispered back. Sasuke preened into the kisses as they went down his throat and down to his shoulder. They were still locked in an intimate embrace as the kisses became licks and heated puffs of air. Sasuke gasped in surprise as Itachi, rotated his hips, putting as much muscle into the action as possible. The action caused the head of his erection to graze Sasuke's prostate, making his own hips in return bounce back and his stomach jump. Heat came to Sasuke's face as Itachi chuckled and repeated the action.
"Nii-san?" he gasped. Itachi in turn gave out a large breath of air as he continued with the thrusts. Sasuke gasped and moaned, heat coming to his face.
"Sasuke . . . God . . . I want more of you," he whispered. The boy nodded and leaned up to kiss his neck.
"Then have me . . . nii-san," he whispered seductively. Itachi didn't need to be told twice as he held Sasuke tight in his arms and started thrusting harder.
Yes, this was definitely his favorite way of relieving stress.
He wished to god he had stayed home today.
Itachi Uchiha felt his blood pressure rise dangerously as he walked down the hallway toward his office. He grumbled to himself and glared at anyone he passed. He held a folder bulging with mistake papers, red ink coating almost every page.
What made him more pissed off though was the fact that he was supposed to be in a good mood. When he had woken up that morning, he felt relaxed and almost lazy. Sasuke had been snuggling with him after the two rounds of sex they had the night before. He also couldn't resist how the boy looked that morning and promised him an after school driving session. It made his heart soar to see the boy so happy, jumping up from the bed and coating his older brother's lips in kisses. Itachi went to work that morning feeling like a champ.
Now he wanted to kill a bunch of people, what a mood swing.
He slammed the papers on his desk and slammed his door closed. Sitting roughly he un did his tie and turned on his computer. He ran his shaking fingers through his bangs and sighed harshly. He wondered if his mood would be better by the end of the day but he doubted it. And he knew it would crush Sasuke if he suddenly canceled the driving lesson simply because he had been a grouchy bitch all day. He tried to do those deep breathing exercises that Tobi had taught him, he really would die at an early age if he didn't get his temper under control.
By the time Itachi got home he felt like he was hanging by a thread. It didn't help that as soon as they got home Sasuke was nearly jumping on him like an excited dog. This would be Sasuke's third major lesson and he was promised that they were going to try driving on main roads, back roads of course. Itachi tried to keep his cool as he drove Deidara's car toward a traffic controlled part of the main road. He got out and sat in the passenger set while Sasuke took the wheel, looking more comfortable than when they had originally started. Itachi calmed himself as Sasuke prepared to pull out.
"Take the side road leading to town and then turn at the grocery store. We'll make a loop so we can get started with real traffic," Itachi said. There must have been something in his voice because Sasuke was looking at him funnily. Itachi finally looked at him from gazing out the windshield of the car.
"What is it?" he asked. Sasuke shook his head before looking at the wheel.
"Are you sure you're up to this today? You sound kinda angry. I-Itachi, I'm not going to be hurt if you just want to go home today," Sasuke said.
Itachi should have found the sentiment sweet but for some reason his mind was running the other way.
Oh, now he says something after we've already driven this far! Not like he noticed my pissed off self at home or anything!
Itachi fought back the burning anger in his chest and pointed to the road.
"We're already here, no sense in wasting it," he said a bit stiffly. Sasuke slowly nodded and looked back out the windshield.
"O-okay," he said quietly. Sasuke swallowed the saliva in his throat as he pulled out into traffic.
"Blinker!" Itachi said. Sasuke stomped on the brake which caused the car to rock. Sasuke felt his cheeks heat up as Itachi seemed to stare at him.
"R-right, s-sorry," Sasuke said. Itachi grumbled to himself as Sasuke turned the blinker and looked over his shoulder. He pulled out into the road and took the loop leading to the grocery store.
"The speed limit is forty, you're doing forty-five," Itachi mentioned a little down the road.
"I know, the car is coasting, we're on a hill," Sasuke reasoned.
"Doesn't matter, bring it down to forty. The examiner will take off points even if you go three miles over," Itachi said stiffly beside him. Sasuke held back a retort about his brother's attitude. He instead tried to calm himself and not let Itachi's demenour make him nervous.
If I get worked up now, I'll get nervous. What the heck is Itachi's problem anyway?
Sasuke tried to concentrate as he rolled up to a red light. Other traffic went by as Sasuke sat there patiently waiting for the light to turn.
"Blinker," Itachi reminded almost sounding impatient to Sasuke. The younger raven scowled as he flipped the switch by the steering wheel.
Okay . . . You could have said that a little nicer.
The light turned green and Sasuke turned the wheel. As he was about to turn, another car came speeding up to them. The other car made a sharp turn and Sasuke slammed on the brake in panic, causing his chest to collide with the wheel, making the horn go off. Itachi braced himself against the dash as he glared at the other car. The green Malibu had almost collided with the side of Deidara's car in an attempt to make a sharp turn down their street. Sasuke panted in panic and fear as Itachi opened the car door with a cuss and looked at the other vehicle.
"Hey fucktard! Stick in your own lane shit for brains. You almost collided with us you fucker!" he shouted at the other car. The driver of the green Malibu stuck his head out the window and flipped Itachi the bird.
"Fuck you, why don't you learn how to make a turn asshole?" the young male shouted back. Itachi pointed to the near faint Sasuke who was clutching the wheel for dear life with wide eyes.
"He's learning how to drive shithead, something you should learn to do!" Itachi shouted back. Sasuke threw the car into park and reached over to tug on Itachi's sleeve.
"Nii-san, stop it! Let's just go!" he begged his now fuming older brother. Itachi took his arm back almost roughly, causing Sasuke to fall onto the passenger seat. He held himself up on his arm as he watched the man step out of his Malibu.
"Its called staying on the back roads piss lick. Get off the fucking main roads until your dumb ass knows what to fucking expect!" the man yelled. Itachi grinded his teeth as his fists clenched at his sides.
"I am in no mood you fuck! Unless you want to get the shit kicked out of you then beat it!" Itachi nearly hissed. A girl suddenly stuck her head out of the other side of the Malibu. She took one look at Itachi and sneered, turning to her companion.
"Greg! Either kick his ass or get the fuck back into the car! We're going to be late!" she yelled.
"Yeah Greg, take your skank and beat it," Itachi taunted. Sasuke's mouth dropped open at the remark his brother made. His eyes went to the young male and female, and both their mouths were agape.
"Itachi-nii!" Sasuke yelled, reaching for him again. The young male's face was turning red and his female passenger looked insulted.
"What the fuck did you say? Oh fuck this, kick his ass Greg!" she yelled at the male. The guy named Greg stepped away from his car and cracked his knuckles.
"You are so dead you fucking Emo prick," he hissed at Itachi. The older raven looked positively murderous as he strode from Deidara's car and up to the male. Sasuke sat speechless and shaking as he watched the scene unfold.
"Nii-san! Stop it! Come back!" Sasuke yelled, opening his own car door. Sasuke made to go up to him but Itachi whirled toward him and pointed at him with his finger. The look in his eyes was far from kindness or mere amusement.
"Stay. In. The. Fucking. Car. Sasuke."
Sasuke froze at the venomous tone his brother used toward him. Shaking, he slowly shrank back into his seat as Itachi turned back to the other male with the same glare he had given Sasuke. Both the passengers of the Malibu gulped and seemed to shrink into themselves a bit.
"Get the fuck in your car and leave. Now."
Sasuke continued to shake in his seat as the man Greg gulped and looked toward his female friend.
"F-fine! I don't need this shit! You seem like a piss poor teacher anyway!" the man said, quickly getting in his car. The Malibu couldn't leave fast enough as the tires screeched and it disappeared out of sight. Sasuke sat numb as he watched it vanish down the road from his rear view mirror. His eyes snapped to Itachi who stiffly walked back to the car and got in. Slamming his door hard he made the car rock from the sheer force of it. Sasuke took in breaths of air as he tried to calm his racing heart. Itachi was taking equal breaths as he turned his head toward Sasuke.
"Close your door," he said. Sasuke slowly did so as he put his seat belt back on. Itachi wasn't looking at him as he put back on his own belt.
"Head for the hill near the grocery store," he instructed emotionlessly. Sasuke didn't say a word as he fought back the nausea and hurt. He blinked back tears as his shaking hand touched the turn signal and he pulled back to the main road. Sasuke's nerves had just about had it as they finally reached the hill about fifteen minutes later. His heart had stopped hammering but Itachi still remained quiet beside him. He pulled into the grocery store parking lot and shut off the car. His breathing was loud to him in the quiet car as he nearly jumped as Itachi let out a loud sigh.
"You need to watch out for assholes like that," Itachi said, bringing his hand up and rubbing his temples. Sasuke blinked back tears as he just simply nodded.
"I-I k-know," he said softly.
"No, you don't! See Sasuke, but this is what I was talking about! You're not ready to start driving! Anything at any time can happen and no one could be around to help you. And then you have to deal with assholes like that doing stupid shit!" he said, raising his voice.
"Why did you have to ask me to teach you?" Itachi sighed.
The comment hurt more than anything. Sasuke let the tears fall as his hands tightened on the wheel. Itachi didn't realize it but he had been yelling and every word made Sasuke flinch. The younger raven bent his head toward his lap as he let a small sob come out.
Itachi flinched at the sound. He lowered his hand from his face as he looked at Sasuke in surprise. The boy cried quietly as tear tracks rolled down his pale cheeks. Itachi's eyes widened as he watched Sasuke reach up and try to wipe his face with the back of his sleeve.
"F-forget it, I don't care any more . . . I-I don't want the lessons anymore. I'll wait a few years, I don't care anymore," he cried out weakly. Sasuke continued to cry as the words sunk into his own brain.
I don't want to wait! Its not fair! Itachi-nii . . . He's such a...Why can't he just let me figure this out?
Sasuke's eyes watered as he lifted his head.
Why can't he understand how much this means to me?
Itachi's eyes frowned in the middle at the sight of Sasuke crying even harder. His cheeks flushed and he struggled to control his breathing. Itachi made a noise in the back of his throat and worriedly reached over to lay a hand on Sasuke's shoulder but the boy shrugged him off. He opened the car door and got out, scrubbing at his face. Itachi immediately got out of the passenger side and walked around the car toward Sasuke.
"Sasuke . . . I'm sorry it's just . . . " he started. Sasuke shook his head and simply went around the car. Instead of slipping into the passenger side he instead got in the back seat behind the passenger, wanting to be as far from Itachi as possible.
"I want to go home, I don't want to take up anymore of your time," he said sounding hurt. Itachi remained silent as he swallowed the saliva in his throat.
"All right," he said, sounding soft. Itachi got into the car and started it up. Sasuke in the back seat had stopped sobbing but Itachi could still see tears leaking from the boy's face and landing on his shirt. Their eyes met briefly in the rear view mirror but Sasuke put his hand over his face and leaned back into his seat, drawing his knees up. Itachi pulled out of the parking lot and made for home.
Itachi entered their driveway but kept the motor running. He looked into the back seat to see that Sasuke had stopped crying but looked extremely worn and defeated. The older Uchiha felt his chest tighten at the look, like he was taking something precious to the boy away.
"I-I have to take the car back to Deidara's, he needs it for tomorrow," Itachi said softly and kindly this time. Sasuke nodded and got out of the car.
"Fine," was all he said.
With that Sasuke closed the back door and walked up to the house. The boy didn't even look back as he entered the house and shut the door behind him. Itachi slouched in his seat as he felt the prickles of guilt enter his stomach. He had been an incredible ass today, not only to the guy driving the Malibu but to Sasuke himself. He let his mood control his emotions and he knew it affected how Sasuke had been driving today.
"I'm such . . . A fucking prick," he muttered. Itachi pulled out of the drive way and made his way to Deidara's work. He drove the whole way there with a guilty conscious and heavy heart.
Itachi walked into Deidara's office quietly. The blond was on the phone with someone, talking hurriedly and writing things down on a stack of papers. Itachi held the blond's car keys in his hands as he chose to sit and wait in a chair by the blond's desk. Not long after Deidara hung up the phone and smiled at Itachi.
"Itachi! How did it go? Did Itachi-chibi do well today?" he asked in excitement. The blond had been absolutely ecstatic when he heard he was learning to drive. He even offered up his own car to help Sasuke learn.
"..." Itachi was silent.
"I bet he's really good by now, yeah? Oh by the way, how did the car run? I hope there are no scratches, un. I'll stop that condo search if there is!" he smiled jokingly. Deidara really wasn't the type to worry about his car. He practically got a new one almost every two years.
"So, when is he going for his driving test?" Deidara asked in excitement, looking at Itachi in expectation. The older raven bit his lip at the image of the crying Sasuke in his head.
"He's not Deidara . . . I . . . I screwed up, big time," he said quietly. Deidara stood back up in confusion and looked at him.
"Huh? How?" he asked with a tilted head. With a deep and shaky sigh, Itachi began to tell the blond everything that had happen that day. He told the blond everything about how Sasuke had been begging him for a while and how happy the boy was when he finally relented. At the end of it Itachi felt like a complete and utter asshole. Deidara stood there looking at him with a face that the raven had never seen before. He looked to be deep in thought and slowly his face melted into a mask of anger.
"Itachi, you robbed him. That's not fair," he said finally. Itachi ran his hands through his hair and pulled at the strands.
"I know . . . I know its just–" he tried.
"No. Shut up, un," the blond hissed. Itachi looked back sharply at the blond at the tone of voice. The blond crossed his arms and looked down on Itachi.
"Itachi, what is the one thing you've ever wanted?" the blond asked him. The raven looked at him in confusion as his mind raced to find an answer.
"Wanted? What do you mean?" he asked. Itachi was a smart man and the blond knew it, but for the life of him he couldn't figure the blond's words out. Deidara sighed and rolled his eyes.
"What was your greatest childhood memory, un?" he tried again. Itachi could think of a few, a few that involved Sasuke but other than that he still didn't understand.
"What? Deidara if you think there is a deeper meaning to this than just spill it. I've got to get back to Sasuke and apologize," he said.
"Stop apologizing! That is going to make it worse, yeah!" the blond shouted. Itachi was surprised and he blinked rapidly. The blond's face melted from anger to almost pity.
"Itachi . . . If you can't understand what Sasuke wants. Then maybe he is better off asking someone else to teach him this. If you can't even teach him how to drive, what could you possibly be good for?" the blond asked him softly. Itachi was suddenly filled with anger.
"What the hell does that mean?" he hissed. The look on the blond's face never changed.
"You know what my greatest memory was, un? The first time my dad took me to see my favorite baseball team. We stood in line for hours to get the tickets and it was worth every second to hear him so excited about seeing our favorite players. He taught me that good things come to those who wait and stay passionate about what they love. We got the last pair of tickets before they sold out and had to turn everyone else away. After he died . . . That was the memory I lived in the most," Deidara told him softly.
Itachi stared in wonder at Deidara. The blond had lost his father at an early age and Itachi knew it crushed him. The blond had been very close to his dad.
After a minute Deidara sighed and scratched his head.
"If you can't understand what I mean by that, you'll never understand why it's so important you do this for Sasuke. Sometimes you need to be a parent more than a brother, un, yeah?"
Itachi returned home to a quiet house. The lights were off as he walked in and took off his shoes. Deidara's words had still rung in his head as he pondered them all the way home. Walking past the couch, where not more than twelve hours ago he had rolled Sasuke into a ball of passion and sex. Now the house was dark, not even a shred of what had occurred the previous night. Itachi steeled himself as he walked up the stairs and to his room. The house was quiet so he knew Sasuke must have heard him come in. Opening his shared bedroom door, he peeked in to find it empty. The bathroom door was open and empty too, and Sasuke could only go to one other place in the house. Itachi walked to Sasuke's old bedroom down the hall and pushed the door open. Sure enough the boy was sitting on his old bed, looking at all his posters. Sasuke's eyes were red rimmed as he walked closer and sat down next to him on the bed.
"Sasuke . . . I-I'm . . . " he tried.
Stop apologizing! That is going to make it worse, yeah!
Deidara's words rung through his head but he didn't know what else to say.
"I know you're going to be mad, but Sasuke, I am sorry. I don't . . . I don't know what you want from me at this point. Then again, I keep making it harder," Itachi sighed, rubbing his head. For a few moments he was met with unnerving silence.
"It's because I backed you into a corner," the boy said, still staring at his poster. Itachi frowned and looked at him.
"What? No, you didn't," he said. Sasuke shook his head as he wiped at his cheek with his finger.
"I got jealous when Neji told me that his uncle let him drive home after he got his permit. After that, it was like a chain reaction. Kiba's dad was teaching him, Naruto . . . Even Naruto was learning and me . . . I was left behind," he said softly. Sasuke looked at him then, his eyes deep in their own sadness.
"Itachi, I didn't want you to feel obligated to teach me. I wanted . . . I wanted it so that YOU wanted to teach me," he said. Sasuke closed his eyes as a look of understanding came across Itachi's face.
"Sasuke," he said. The boy shook his head though as he sniffed.
"When you begged Madara to teach you to drive . . . I imagined someday that I would be doing that to you. I wanted you to have the same exited look that he did and rush me out the door. But . . . You got angry. I...I wanted it so much . . . Itachi I . . . I don't have a father figure, I have you but . . . Dad is gone," he said finally. Tears were steadily rolling down his face now as Sasuke fully looked at Itachi.
"I always hoped that dad would have been here to teach me things. I wanted that father son moment that all my friends had. I thought I could have it with you but . . . Everything went so wrong . . . " he ended sadly.
Itachi watched Sasuke cry and for the first time in a while Itachi felt himself on the verge of tears.
You know what my greatest memory was, un? The first time my dad took me to see my favorite baseball team.
"But . . . It doesn't matter anymore. You don't want me to drive . . . I guess, I have no choice but to respect that," Sasuke said in a whisper. Itachi watched the tears fall as Sasuke drew his knees up and set his head on them.
"I'll wait . . . I'll wait you . . . Until you want to–" he stuttered.
"No," Itachi said sternly.
Sasuke looked up from his hunched position at his brother. Itachi gazed at him with a look of determination.
"Sasuke, you're right. But I'm so much of a fucking coward that it's pathetic. You're sixteen! I should be doing these things with you! Madara taught me, he was like our dad but he taught me things that at the time I was ready for! I was that eager sixteen year old who wanted to drive just as much. I didn't think about getting into accidents . . . I didn't much of anything until Madara sat me down and talked to me about it! And god dammit, I'm robbing you! I'm your brother . . . But I also have to be a parent sometimes because I'm the one raising you!" he told the boy.
Sasuke looked at him in a way that made Itachi's heart beat faster. He leaned over and pulled Sasuke into a hug, rubbing the boy's head and kissing his ear.
"You're very careful, your smart and I'm an ass for thinking you're not ready to drive. If I had just let you go at it bit by bit instead of just avoiding, it you wouldn't be so nervous to ask me to take you for a drive once and a while. I made you edgy because you always respect my wishes. You're a good kid and all you ask is that I get you ready for something you want to learn. I'm . . . I''m sorry Sasuke . . . For not understanding," he whispered to the boy, rocking him slightly. He pulled back and gently wiped one of Sasuke's tears away.
"I promise, from now on, no more bad experiences. I won't let my emotions get in the way about how I feel. Yeah, I'll be scared as hell, but every parent gets scared when they let their kid get behind the wheel," he said with a smile. Sasuke looked at him with wonder as he let his brother's words sink in.
"So . . . You want to this time? No obligation or because we have no choice anymore?" he asked softly. Itachi nodded and leaned down to kiss Sasuke.
"I want to. I really want to Sasuke. I love you and I want to be the best dad, a lover . . . Brother. A fiancee . . . Whatever! I want to be your all!" he smiled in determination. This time when Sasuke cried it was because he had a smile on his face.
"Thank you . . . Thank you nii-san!" he smiled.
Deidara had been thrilled when Itachi asked if he could borrow his car for another week. Itachi had been happy that Deidara didn't back out on finding him a condo for a great price. Kakashi was surprisingly understanding about Itachi not being able to work too late so he could take Sasuke out driving. In return though, the man expected Sasuke to make him a special bento so he could go around the office and brag.
The lessons had gone better now that Itachi had controlled his temper. Sasuke was a fast learner and was quickly making up all his driving hours. To be on the safe side Itachi had let the lessons go on for another week before he thought Sasuke was ready. He had signed the boy up to take his test early Saturday morning of the next week. Sasuke had been so excited that he ended up calling all his friends and bragging. He was already making all sorts of plans that made Itachi's stomach knot but he trusted Sasuke, he needed to be able to let him go out on his own with a car.
When the morning came a week later, he stood next to Sasuke on the curb, waiting for the instructor to arrive. Behind Sasuke a bunch of other kids stood with their parents talking. One kid looked so nervous he looked like he might have hit the ground had his father not been holding him up. Sasuke was excited but he shook nervously also. His went over everything in his head he would need to do or say should the instructor ask him questions. Itachi put his hand on Sasuke's neck and pulled him close to put a kiss on his cheek.
"You'll do fine, just relax and pretend the instructor is in nothing but his underwear," he tried to joke. Sasuke's face went red as he almost glared at his brother.
"I've seen the guy, and I do not want to imagine him in his underwear!" he said quietly. The instructor's car pulled up and the kid behind Sasuke finally fainted. His dad grumbled something before dragging him to the side and attempted to wake the kid up. Sasuke shook harder and Itachi this time put a hand on his face.
"Sasuke, relax. If you do mess up, you can take this test as many times as you want. There is no limit as to when you can stop trying to get your license," he reasoned. Sasuke nodded and tried to take deep breaths.
"I-I know, I just want to get it done and over with. I feel like I'm being sent to my execution!" he said. Itachi smiled, remembering his own nervousness when it was time to take his test. He had been scared, he didn't show it and truth be told he probably scared his instructor with his glare that had hidden his emotions.
It was Sasuke's turn as the man signaled him over and asked for his permit.
"Good luck," Itachi whispered, kissing his ear. Sasuke nodded and almost tripped on the side walk as he went toward the car. He handed everything over to the man and waited to be told to get in the car. Itachi wasn't aware but his own body was shaking as he watched Sasuke get into the driver's side. He closed his eyes and grabbed his arms to keep himself from shaking too hard.
Please god . . . If he passes this test, watch over him when I can't. I love him so much and I know I need to let him go and become an adult . . . But dammit couldn't you keep him smaller for a little longer?
He opened his eyes and watched as Sasuke used his blinker to pull out into the road. As he drove down it and disappeared around the corner, Itachi let out a shaky breath of air.
God I'm nervous for him . . .
Where is he?
Itachi stood paranoid and tapped his foot against the side walk. The other parents and kids had seen his plight and chose to stay away, far away. Itachi looked up and down the street at least a hundred times, expecting every car to be Sasuke's. In reality he probably was only standing there for about fifteen minutes but it felt longer. Finally after what felt like an hour, Sasuke's car pulled down the road. Itachi watched as Sasuke used his blinker to pull next to the curb and park and shut off the car. Itachi resisted running over and banging on the window like some maniac. He watched the instructor talk and hand something to Sasuke. He tried to read the boy's face but he looked pale, even from here. Sasuke shakily got out of the car as the instructor signaled for the next kid.
Sasuke made it to his side without falling, holding a small white piece of paper in a death grip between his fingers. Sasuke was still shaking as he gave out a wide smile. He held up the paper like a trophy and waved it once in front of Itachi's face.
"I passed!" he shouted. He jumped into Itachi's arms and hugged him tight. The news finally registered as Itachi wrapped his arms around Sasuke and pulled him close.
"I'm so proud of you Sasuke," he breathed against the boy's hair. Itachi remembered when Madara had said those words to him and how good it had felt, he hoped it made Sasuke feel the same way.
The drive home was exciting for both of them. Sasuke sat in the passenger side as he called all his friends on Itachi's cell phone. The older raven smiled at seeing Sasuke so happy which in turn made him happy. When Sasuke hung up and handed Itachi his cell did the older raven speak.
"I should call Madara and Izuna, they'll be happy to hear you got your license," he said. Sasuke beamed and he pushed some hair away from his eyes.
"I want to see them so bad! We have to go visit soon nii-san!" he asked. Itachi pulled up to a red light and reached over to touch Sasuke's cheek.
"I put you through hell with the lessons, but you did very well. I'm very proud of you Sasuke," he said with pride. Sasuke blushed and in turn reached up to hold Itachi's hand on his face.
"Thank you nii-san, that means allot," he whispered back. They lived in the moment until Itachi failed to see the light turn green. A sudden loud noise of a car horn sounded behind them, making them both jump in their seats. Itachi growled as he turned to look behind him.
"Move your ass faggot!" the car behind them yelled. Itachi stuck his head out the window and flipped him the bird.
"Fuck your mother shit bag!" he yelled right back. Sasuke with a groan sunk in his seat as he covered his face in embarrassment.
I'm glad road rage wasn't part of the lessons . . . Sheesh nii-san!
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