100 Themes Challenge v2 Prompt #4 - Dark
Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha or Naruto.
Chapter 4 - Dark
"It smells delicious." he commented as he passed by the kitchen, a damp towel hung over his shoulder, "Miso soup?"
"Yeah," Answered Sasuke as he stirred the soup in the saucepan, by his side were grilled fish and sweet tamagoyaki.
"Nii-San, can you wake Kagome up?" he asked, looking back at the elder who was preparing the table, "She broke her alarm clock again."
Chuckling, Itachi shook his head in amusement before heading towards the youngest room.
Entering, he couldn't help but smile at the lump of comforter in the queen sized bed.
"Kagome, it's morning." he lightly shook her awake, his dark eyes softening when she let out a whine.
"Ita...nii...?" she peeked sleepily from behind thick lashes.
"I will be late for work if you don't wake up." he gently chided.
"Hmm... Ok." rubbing her eyes, she slowly sat up, letting the comforter fell onto her lap.
He found himself unable to look away at the sight of her bare skin.
His little sister had grown up.
He wasn't sure when it had begun, with him noticing his little sister in a manner not befitting an elder brother. Unlike the typical arrogance and emotionally deprived behaviours that came from members of their clan, she was different.
Sometimes, he wondered if she was truly one of them.
"Good girl." he tore his eyes off her spaghetti strap tank top that barely covered anything to pat her adorable bed head.
Smiling, she leaned her head to his chest for more contact, murmuring,
"Ita-nii, you smell so good..."
His eyes darkened as he wrapped both of his arms around her, pulling her up to her feet. Dipping his head to the curve of her neck, he sighed at how her body melded so perfectly against his.
As if she was meant to be his.
"Lazy Imouto..." whispered Itachi, before he released her to affectionately pinch her cheek, "Sasuke is going to scold you if you don't get ready soon."
Huffing, she pouted her way to the joined bathroom that connected her room to Sasuke's.
Hooded eyes watched her derriere swayed under her boyshorts, and closed his eyes in acquiesce upon feeling a familiar shift under his pants.
Sometimes, he wished that she was not.
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A/N: Ok, I think I got the story down, now it's just the matter of whether I have the time to update or not. Might do a new summary soon.
Next up #5 - Rot