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Full Summary: "Give in to us." Darkness. There was darkness and shadows all around. They were living in a dream world, but whose dream it was... well, that was simply a matter of opinion.

Pairing List: Itachi/Naruto

Warning: There will be threesomes in this story and while there will be no real incest there will be man on man on man. If any of this offends you, please click the back button now.

Chapters: 3/4 + Epilogue

Updates: Each chapter should be posted every four days after the previous one unless outside interference prevents me from reaching the internet/computer to upload it.

Beta: My awesome friend Takibi-sama who puts too much of his free time into reading over my stuff. He's such a sweetie. You gotta love him. *hugs*

A/N: Well, I don't have too much to say here, other then to thank all my reviewers, it means a lot to me that you take the time to comment this story in all it's strangeness, haha. Anyway, I hope you enjoy the third part which, as you can see from the various category shifts, is centred (kinda) on Itachi this time… you'll see what I mean when you read it.*grins*

Chapter 3

I was walking. Nothing else could really describe this endless movement in a space that had no paths, no trails - no real existence. One could even say I was standing in place. The mind could take much liberty here.

I kept walking.

Something was pulling me, I didn't know what - or who - it was, there was just a general tug that I couldn't ignore. It was getting stronger the deeper I went, but it also became more familiar, and I frowned. Who?

A shape materialised, bringing with it a red glow that slowly faded to a dull throbbing, eyes that could match mine span. I glared fiercely. "What do you want?"

"You keep telling him this is your world." He stated simply, standing perfectly still, only the careful flick of now black eyes over me; scanning me.

I tried to keep my voice devoid of emotion, a hard task when in his presence. We would never be the brothers we once were. "Does it look like that's any of your business?"

"It is, my foolish little brother," he smirked slightly and I suddenly felt the ground give way before sharp tendrils were shooting up and snapping tight around my wrists, arms, legs, stomach, chest. Surrounding me - holding me. He was in front of me, eyes narrowed. "For this world is mine."

His hand came up and ran across my face, inches from my lips. When he dropped it down again, a layer of darkness had been placed over my mouth, completely silencing me. I cursed through it, but no sound came out. I scowled darkly at him instead.

A finger came up to lightly poke my forehead, and I madly wanted to thrash out at him. He was mocking me.

"He will know the truth." He stated, and my eyes widened before becoming intricate red orbs. He ignored me and turned away.

I tried to struggle as I watched him move deeper into the shadows before, with barely any warning, Naruto suddenly stood, creating a circle of warmth and light that Itachi was standing on the edges of. Naruto still looked confused, and also disoriented - there had been too much shifting for his mind to be able to adapt with it. He'd start to remember faster - more - soon.

"What's-" he cut himself off as Itachi moved into his field of vision. His eyes seemed better already. "Itachi?"

"Naruto." My brother addressed with a small nod of his head.

His eyes flicking everywhere, Naruto asked, "Why are you here?"

I wondered if he was looking for me. I began trying to fight the hold more. It wouldn't do any good, but I refused to stop.

Itachi was right in front of him, head bent to whisper in Naruto's ear. I strained to hear, but there was no luck. The words made Naruto flush, and Itachi's hand moved to lightly stroke his hip.

I growled against my binding, and the slight turn of his face and small smirk had me knowing that Itachi was well aware of my thoughts and muffled words. I cursed him again.

"Naruto," I heard him say, and suddenly it was my mind being manipulated, as the world shrunk and zoomed in on them. I was still the same distance away, but everything was enhanced to prove a point, to unbalance me, to keep him in control. "My brother is lying to you."

Naruto pulled back slightly, looking confused and suspicious, but there was hurt too, and I felt my nails cut into my skin. "What, what the hell are you talking about, Itachi?"

"He does not own you here." A smile. An unnerving smile. "I do."

His pale hand reached up and cupped Naruto's cheek, angling his face up so he could plant a light kiss to his lips. I shut my eyes. I knew what would come. Naruto would succumb. There could be no resistance, not here - not if he wanted it somewhere deep down inside.

The small moan was enough to tell me all I needed, but I was stubborn, and Itachi knew that. My eyes were forced open.

Naruto was leaning into him, his body almost swallowed by Itachi's cloak, the red clouds glowing from within. Itachi's hair was hiding half of Naruto's face, but his eyes were closed, as were Itachi's.

When he pulled back, Naruto slowly opened his eyes. His cheeks were flushed, and he didn't notice the shadows lightly moving up his arms, getting ready to remove his shirt.

I clenched my teeth; I wouldn't beg.

Itachi's hand stroked through Naruto's hair, something I didn't dare do. He made it look natural, and I hated him more. Naruto keened and his arms moved up to wrap around Itachi's neck. This was more affection than I got.

A brush of lips to Naruto's cheek as his hand unclasped his cloak and twisted it off him, throwing it to be absorbed in the darkness. Naruto's eyes wracked his form.

"Itachi?" he whispered, his hand unlocking to reach down and lightly touch Itachi's fishnet covered chest.

The smirk Itachi gave was something resembling affection as he leant down and caught Naruto's lips, a hand moving to hold his neck, drawing him further into the embrace. Naruto went without resistance, moulding himself into Itachi and letting out a small, contended sigh.

He looked safe, like he trusted Itachi - more than me.

I forced my eyes away. I couldn't. Don't make me watch this.

Itachi slowly broke the kiss. His eyes didn't leave Naruto's face as his fingers stroked the skin of his throat. Naruto's eyes were closed. He was still so trusting of Itachi.

With his hand on the top button of Naruto's shirt, Itachi finally answered, I do not plan to.

It was with a slight, almost imperceptible flex of his hand that the binding on me tightened and I was pulled down into the shadows below me.

I closed my eyes in what remained of the light.

A/N: There's nothing like a pissed off, constrained and forced-to-be-voyeur Sasuke in the morning. Hehe.