78. Drink

Sasuke understood very well how much a vampire depended on their mate for nourishment. If both were part of the undead society, they would hunt together in order to gain blood more efficiently. If one was a human, however, their vampric mate could only feed off of them (it was a rule put in place by some witch many centuries before to prevent her husband from cheating on her). This gave the human partner in the relationship quite a bit of power.

The raven-haired boy loved to watch his lover whimper, groan, and beg for a meal. Today was no exception, especially since the slightly larger creature was cradling him in muscular arms and nuzzling his neck. Although the man didn't necessarily need it to survive as he had fed earlier, Itachi tended to be a bit greedy when it came to his lovely otouto.

"No Itachi, you don't need anymore," snarled the younger brunette, squirming as the vampire's long hair tickled his nostrils. "Don't be a pig."

"Butttt Sa-su-keeeee, you taste so good," the other moaned in a raspy voice as he dragged his sharp canines enticingly along the pale column of flesh that was his brother's neck. "Please?"

Red eyes gleamed up at him cutely- for the dominant of the two, Itachi really was quite feminine- and the human felt his resolute crumble. With a sigh, he grudgingly gave in to the plea.

"Fine, but only a small sip!"

Itachi secretly grinned as his lowered his head slowly and bit down.


69. Annoyance

'Krogh'

"Hehehe…."

'Crshhh'

"Pfttt… haha!"

'Crnchh'

"Hahahe!"

The raven-haired man let out an irritated sigh and glanced up from the document he was scanning. In the position he was in- seated at the mahogany desk in his study- his teenager brother was clearly visible crouching lamely behind one of the leather chairs, barely being able to withhold from bursting into laughter. At the boys feet there lay a pile of crumpled pieces of paper. Matching items littered the floor around Itachi's chair and lay haphazardly on the shelves that lines the walls. His usually neat hair was quite frazzled and had fallen out of his loose ponytail, falling in front of his glasses and obscuring his vision.

"Sasuke, I thought you were already through your prank-pulling stage," he muttered angrily, sweeping back black locks for what felt like the ten-thousandth time.

The other Uchiha in the room snorted before chucking another ball at his brother. "Ne, nii-san, it's time you took a break and hung out with me. You promised you would today!"

Itachi growled lowly and caught the sphere in his right hand. A single elegant eyebrow raised only millimeters above their place of origin while translucent eyes narrowed. "And you believed this was the best approach in confronting such an issue?"

"Well, it got your attention more than anything I've tried before, so I guess I would have to answer with yes," Sasuke reasoned as he meandered over the stand behind his brothers chair. Smirking in a very Uchiha-esque manner, he proceeded to wrap his toned arms around the other males shoulders and neck. "Oniisan," he whined pitifully, "Come play with me in my room before I make a mess."

Swinging his chair around, the elder sibling pulled his younger brother between his strong thighs and onto his lap. "It seems as if it's to late to stop you from doing such a thing," he muttered blandly, motioning to his office with a jerk of his head. "My workspace looks as if it were hit by a hurricane." A pause. "Or as if Kisame misplaced his favorite sex toy again."

Sasuke snorted and shimmied up close to Itachi's ear, nibbling gently on the lobe before whispering "I always find washing my undergarments and pants more troublesome than picking up a few pieces of paper, ne nii-san?"

With a thump, the Uchiha heir was up out of his seat and half way across the room- with Sasuke tossed over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes- before his sibling could even realize what was occurring.

"Oh I couldn't agree more little brother."


15. Silence (Continuation of Drowning)

Sasuke had been rather quite during the weeks before his suicide. Although he was rather perspective when it came to his sweet little otouto, Itachi hadn't noticed at the time. In actuality nobody in the family had. It was so busy that there was hardly time to sleep let alone ponder the emotions of one bitchy, hormonal teenager. Looking back on those days now though, the man realized just how desperately his sibling had been calling for help.

The boy was always rather solemn, a little sadistic, and tended to brood over little things, but he always enjoyed spending time with his elder brother. Everyday the youngest Uchiha would come knocking at his door for something, rather it be help with a pre-calculus problem or just to say hello. Itachi would often blow him off with a poke to the forehead and an "I'm busy now Sasuke, maybe next time," but the other male was relentless. It should have been a red flag when his otouto stopped coming and just gave him melancholic smiles while passing him in the hallways at home or the academy.

Until now he hadn't thought of the fact that the smile never had reached his onyx orbs either, they stayed murky and blank, doused with a film of water. Sasuke had never been able to perfect the stoic mask that screamed 'Uchiha spawn' in his 15 years of life. Emotion always controlled everything the teen did. It fueled his rage, ceased his laughter, and made him cry. Such ability often made their father look down on him as such manipulation was seen as a weakness. Itachi thought it was adorable and made his brother all the more loveable.

There were other, smaller, less noticeable signs that signaled turmoil as well. The few friends his antisocial brother had begun to leave their house in a rage and never return. Stuff that Sasuke considered his prize possessions began to disappear or end up in the trash. The boy came home and went straight to his room where he would reside until school the next morning. He stopped speaking all together.

Itachi hated the fact that nobody had noticed his little brother descent into his own personal hell.

(To be continued?...)


A/N: Ah yes, the absolute mess that this has turned out to be has continued! Another friend of mine has shown interest in this so I figured I could continue to upload for her pleasure even if only a few others seems to enjoy it. A good author should never be deterred from their hobby :)

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