A/N: So here goes the next chappie! Yaaayyyy!

Enjoy!

"Aniki, is this really our room?" Sasuke exclaimed excitedly.

"Well Uncle Madara said it is sooo…"

"But it's so big it could fit me, you, Uncle Madara, and mummy and daddy!" Sasuke said with glee then he froze and actually thought that over, it was then that he started crying again from accidentally reminding himself that there was no mummy or daddy anymore.

"It's okay Otouto, Okaasan and Otousan are with us in our hearts, they'll never really be gone, we just can't see them anymore."

"But I miss them so much!" The boy sobbed. Itachi sighed as their new oak wood door received a gentle knock.

"Enter." Itachi said plainly. Madara tip-toed in and gave the crying child a concerned glance before turning to Itachi.

"I'll be wanting to see you in half an hour, alright?" Madara said, he began walking out of the room before suddenly turning back to add something. "Alone."

"Uncle Madara, why do you want to see Itachi alone?" Madara smiled fiendishly as he looked at the boy.

"It's not my fault Sasu-Chan. Your Aniki doesn't think you're mature enough to play with us."

"What! Itachi, that's not fair, how come I can't play? We used to play all the time before…" His voice trailed off into tears and Madara lightly walked out of the room, deliberately leaving the brothers to work that out themselves.

"It's not the same game Sasuke. He doesn't play by fair rules, you wouldn't like it."

Sasuke just sobbed and reached his hands into the air, a sign that meant he wanted to be picked up. He hadn't done it since he was about four years old, but this was a time of grief, so Itachi complied without scolding his brother for acting like a baby.

In about twenty minutes he had successfully rocked Sasuke to sleep, so he placed him on their new obnoxiously large bed and took a quick shower, by the time he was done it was time to meet Madara so he took a deep breath to mentally brace himself then threw a towel around his waist and walked to his uncles room. He gave the door three quick knocks and waited.

"Just a moment, love." Madara said kindly. Itachi closed his eyes and counted to three, having to remind himself for about the hundredth time, that no matter how good his uncle liked to make him feel, the man was still a sick bastard.

"Alright, come on in." Itachi opened the door and stepped inside, making sure to close it and turn the hand lock as soon as he got in because he was extremely paranoid about someone seeing him in a compromising position.

The oldest Uchiha laughed heartily as he took in Itachi's appearance.

"Afraid of being caught, are we?" Itachi just shrugged and allowed the towel that was loosely at his hips to fall to the ground, leaving himself fully exposed. Madara lazily looked down at the newly revealed portion of his nephew then he stood and circled the boy a number of times taking in every inch of skin. He ended right in front of Itachi and frowned.

"Where is the passion? Where is the lust? You've lost something."

"Yeah, both my parents."

"No, that's not it."

"Look, as much as I'd love to play twenty questions, Sasuke really needs me right now, so can we hurry this up?"

"Anxious?"

Now it was Itachi's turn to frown. "Not in the way you mean."

"Why do you have such a sour attitude? When have I ever done you harm?"

"It's not about that! All I am is a piece of ass for you to take advantage of, and I'm not young enough to just go along with it anymore! I'm only doing this so that maybe just maybe you'll keep your filthy pedophile hands off of my brother."

"Nooo," Madara whispered, stroking Itachi's cheek gently and leaning down to kiss the boy's neck, he kissed a gentle trail from Itachi's collar bone to his ear then whispered lightly. "You're much more to me than a piece of ass."

"Why should I believe that?" Itachi asked, trying his very best not to allow himself to be turned on by his uncles kisses.

"It's quite simple really, obviously you're getting old enough to rebel against me. If I was only interested in having a little boy to fuck with, I would have taken Sasuke and left you in an orphanage, seducing him would be much easier than seducing you, especially if you weren't around to protest." Madara said frankly. Itachi's eyes widened, he hadn't even thought about that.

"Wait, then… why did you take me?"

"I took both of you, because you're my nephews and I love you. If you choose to believe that, it would make your life a lot easier, but it's truly your decision to make."

Itachi blanked out in thought, Madara chuckled.

"Go lie on the bed, Itachi." The younger Uchiha did as he was told without even giving it much thought. It wasn't until Madara got in next to him that he finally spoke.

"Why would you do such traumatizing things to someone you love?"

"I could explain that to you, but honestly I don't think I should have to."

"Why not?"

"If you were in a position similar to my own, I think you would find it very difficult not to act on what you were feeling, in fact, I do believe that on a sub-conscious level, you are in such a situation, so as you go to sleep tonight, think on this my darling little nephew: If you could have your brother, any way you wanted him, with no restraints, and no one to stop you, would you actually stop yourself?"

"If… wait… but… Sasuke?"

Madara smirked evilly at his nephew's face of confusion, then took the boy's hand and wrapped a sheet around him before walking him back to his room, where his little brother was still sleeping peacefully.

"It's just something to think on, that's all. Goodnight." Madara said with a grin, closing their door behind him as he left.

A/N: Hehe, I can tell that I'm liking this one so far because it's making me neglect some of my other projects :/

Anywho, go on and review me please, it would be immensely appreciated.

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