"Itachi-Nii, can I come in?"

Itachi's eyes shot open, he knew that he'd been too nice to Sasuke over the last couple of days, now the kid was comfortable knocking on his door at- what the fuck time was it? He looked over at the black analog clock on his wall, okay it was only eleven. He hadn't been sleeping as long as he thought he had.

"Come on." He didn't know why he said it, a year ago he would have ignored the knock or snapped at his brother for interrupting his slumber.

'How do you know? A year ago, Sasuke wouldn't have had the nerve to knock in the first place..' Itachi thought in the back of his mind. Yeah, that was true. He had been the one who made the younger raven feel like it was safe to knock on his door, if he had done that a year ago, there was no telling what would have happened.

He smirked at himself as he watched a semi-pajama-clad Sasuke slide open the door and pad into the room softly. One thing was certain, a year ago Itachi wouldn't have had the mental strength to remain on his bed looking nonchalant as his brother sauntered in with that outfit. He had black and gray plaid pajama pants on, they were probably Fugaku's because they were way too big for the boy, they hung loosely around his hips low enough that Itachi should have been getting quite the view.

'Wow, he must shave down there... I wonder why?'

"Hey, sorry to bother you, but there's been some confusion as to where my pajamas are... Okaasan says that she put them in the laundry, but they're not in the laundry room, and she told me I could wear these pants, but I don't have a shirt to put on... can I borrow one of yours?"

"I don't sleep with a shirt on." Itachi replied smoothly. It was true, just not exactly the entire truth, because although he didn't sleep in them, he did have them. Lots of them, that were always clean simply because he didn't wear them. However, for his own personal reasons, he didn't want Sasuke to put on a shirt.

"Then can you at least loan me some pants that fit a bit more? These are bound to fall off while I'm asleep, and I'm not wearing anything under them." Sasuke didn't fail to notice the way Itachi shivered at the second part of his statement.

"Sure, check the second drawer."

The weasel watched as his Otouto walked over to his dresser and retrieved a pair of black silk pajama pants, those ones had a draw string. Itachi had expected the kid to take them and go, so was extremely surprised when Sasuke started smoothly pulling the first set of pants off. True to his word, he had nothing on under them. True to his brother's guessing, he shaved down there. Itachi tried to make it look as natural as possible when he used his pillow to hide his growing erection, it seemed to work... or so he thought.

Sasuke pulled the silk pants on and walked over to his brother's bed. He sat down next to the elder and smiled down at him.

"I don't mind, you know. It's not like you're trying to act on it."

Itachi opened his eyes wider in shock, he felt his cock pulse violently, why was he so turned on by the thought of Sasuke knowing?

"What are you talking about?"

Sasuke just gave his brother another gentle smile, as if to say 'it's okay' and took the pillow off of Itachi's lap.

"I'm talking about this." Sasuke said, motioning towards the obvious lump in Itachi's covers, as if he was advertising it on 'The Price is Right'. Itachi sucked his breath in sharply.

"You set me up." Itachi said, almost angrily.

Sasuke frowned. "I'm sorry, but I had to know."

Itachi sighed, that was somewhat understandable.

"Wait, why would you do something like that at this time of night? You can't predict my exact reaction, and our parents are awake."

Sasuke just smirked deviously. "What time does your clock say, Itachi?"

"Eleven O'clock."

"What time did it say when you let me in?"

"Eleven O'clock."

"I've been in here for twenty minutes. Maybe you should check your phone."

Itachi quickly reached for his night stand and felt around until he located his cell phone. He opened it, wincing slightly at the brightness of the backlight.

"It's three thirty in the morning." Itachi said more to himself. He knew he'd been sleeping for more than an hour!

"I took the batteries out of your clock at eleven, sorry, I'll replace them. But we both know you wouldn't have let me in a three AM. You would have been suspicious."

The older teen just stared at Sasuke, before something clicked in his head. He frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"You deliberately put yourself in a dangerous situation."

Sasuke scoffed. "Don't flatter yourself, Itachi. You're hardly dangerous."

"You knew that you would be alone with me, with no one to interfere. Then, you aroused me. On purpose. That's so stupid, I could have my way with you right now and you wouldn't be able to do a thing about it."

The boy just smiled. "I trust you. Besides, who says I'd mind if you had your way with me anyway?"

They both saw Itachi's dick twitch, and Sasuke smirked, as he reached out and let his fingers gently ghost over it.

"It's so hot being able to control you like this..." Sasuke mumbled to himself, now tracing a slightly firm line over the imprint of Itachi's ever-hardening phallus.

"Honestly when I first thought that you might lust for me I was turned off by the idea. Then I sort of figured that as long as you didn't lose control over it I could just ignore it. Now I'm not sure if I want to."

Itachi's mind was racing a mile a minute, he was absolutely determined to resist. He had been telling himself, ever since Sasuke had first hit puberty that no matter what he would NOT molest the child. Of course, he had always assumed that said child wouldn't molest him first. Still, this was his brother. Sasuke frowned as he watched Itachi slowly close back down into the safety of a stone cold face. He could see right before his eyes the process of his loving brother turning step by step back into the icy distant version of himself that he'd been showing for the last years.

"Come on, don't be like that."

"Get out of my room."