-Forbidden Secrets-

-Chapter four-

-Almost-

Sasuke awoke in a room of red, the deepest of all it seemed. He felt alone but was far from it in fact. He had a green blindefold over his blinking eyes, what the fuck was in that bottle? And he was still hammered, the effects seemed to have gotten worse, he had a big headache. Physically, his head still hurt like shit, but he had sobered up a little to where he was at lease sensible.

"Where the fuck am I?" he asked bitterly.

The most annoying, unsoothing, unwanted voice was heard, who else would have the power to own it but Sasori?

"Don't worry, your still in the club. Your just in one of the fifty back rooms thats paid for whatever the customer desires."

Sasuke just realized he was naked, not only that but was tied down to the bed. This meant... No, they wouldn't do that. He could scream, but that was pathetic. And I'm sure all the other screams would block out his own. Well, thats a bitch.

He didn't want to get fucking raped.

That couldn't happen.

"So, I wonder what we should use on you." Sasori said scratching the back of his head, truly curious.

Sasuke could feel other presences in the room, and even more uncomforting was he could feel them look at his ass as if it were a giant taco that they needed to fill. He wanted to throw up, in fact his stomach didn't feel well. But he didn't want to have to smell it right after he had just disposed of it.

He flinched when he felt Sasori get up and sit on the bed, fuck he hoped someone would come to the rescue soon or the next time he had sex it would be like being raped all over again. And he probably wouldn't do it ever again.

What was kinda freaky was Sasori had nails, and he was making slight red lines down his back as he led them lower. And even freakier was it felt kinda good.

Sasuke pulled his tongue all the way to the back of his throat to bite hard on it, to drown his moan. Sasori led his nails back up to his lower back, then to his right side and went lightly to his throbbing member on the blanket, brushing it slightly.

'shit, this is really wrong. I dont want this. Itachi where are you?' Sasuke thought. His body was all for this attention, but his heart wasn't.

"Stop." Sasuke moaned out.

Sasori pushed a little harder into his soft skin and chuckled, "Like you don't like this."

He grunted, "I dont." Sasori rolled his eyes then asked the other people, "So, do any of you think he's not enjoying this?" he asked sarcastically. They chuckled and agreed with him.

What assholes.

They were just gonna watch as either Sasori raped him, or better yet they did. The fuckers mind as well have a fucking video camera. And unsurprigingly they did. "Do you only want this video, Sasori?" one of the steriod-filled men asked. It was gross, he looked all puffy.

"Yes, thank you." he said smiling. Sasuke didn't need his eyesite to know that much. "Actually theres been a change in plans." Sasori said. "I want you all to leave, now." he said without looking back at his sex hungry men. They weren't too happy to but did as they were told. They knew the consequences if they were to 'talk back', even if Sasori wasn't big, he sure had friends to not fuck with.

Soon the room was empty. All except two.

"Hey I have an idea, with all the alcohol you drank you have got to be hungry, ne?" Sasori said chuckling. Sasuke, just growled, mumbling for him to go away. Sasori just laughed at him and said, "Tell me if you like this, I can almost guarantee you will." With that he grabbed a jar of honey and quickly pried open the lid. Sasuke wanted to know what the fuck it was. Since at this point, with all this foreplay he might like it. If he enjoyed it he couldn't call it rape now could he? And to him, he could finally get back at his brother and maybe leave him like he left him that morning, so as long as he could he would go along with it. He didn't want to truly hurt him, but fuck with him a little. But secretly, he wanted his brother to be his first.

Secretly, though. That secret was to be told to no one.

Decisions are hard. And so are many other things. Sasuke could feel the sharp pain in his lower area making its way down his length, it hurt and felt just as good. Damn it, he didn't even know what he wanted anymore. He was too young, but oh well. Seems that it cant be helped anymore.

Sasori removed his blindefold, making Sasuke flinch, the light was bright. And Sasori took the chance in his blindness to spill the honey all over this curvy back, making its way down his lower back.

"Mmmm." Sasuke groaned.

"What?" Sasori said, inwardly smiling. He roughly grabbed his pale chin, looking at him with the raw question. Sasuke was beyond embarrassed, but said quickly, "N-nothing." Sasori laughed, and said sarcastically, "Right."

The honey slowly dripped down his back, mixing itself with his sweet sweat, and onto the silk sheets. The sticky feeling was heavenly, it felt a little thicker then cum and it felt sensational. At the same time it almost felt uncomfortable, but that thought was completely forgotten when Sasori propped himself onto his smooth ass, so he was straddling him backwards. It looked silly since it looked like they were playing the naughty version of horsey.

It would have been fun, if only his mind could agree with body. Damn, the pleasure was too much. Especially when he felt a very hot and wet tongue lick that honey up. Sasori was leaning over and tasting the sweet sticky substance. It tasted like Sasuke, and he wanted more. He was mostly doing this because of Itachi, hoping he could make him jealous that he was his brother's first. Oh how he knew that would piss him off. It was too tempting to not attempt it, at the very least.

Sasori, was teasing him. making his tongue go down the very middle of his back, past his tightening hole. Making him shiver, that was surely different. "Just, just stop. Or I know for a fact that you will regret it." Sasuke said calmly. This was going nowhere, he changed his mind. He didnt want this.

"Why would I regret fucking your sweet ass? I think not. My cousin truly did come through for me. Didn't think he could, him knowing you and all." He smiles showing his bleached teeth.

"What are you talking about? Like I'd want to know anyone related to you." Sasuke said. He started to silently pull on his bindings, trying to not let him know.

Sasori chuckled, knowing fully well that Sasuke was going nowhere, even though he was desperately trying. "Oh, but you do." he said while tracing down his smooth legs, Sasuke flinched, moving his body towards his teasing hand to try to nudge it away. With hardly any force in this usless action, it didnt work.

"Who is it then?" Sasuke said a little uninterested. Not like he'd know him, or anything right?

"Why it was my dear cousin, Gaara. Funny, you know. He fought tooth and nail against me to not do it, but I have a good way at manipulating anyone." He said, almost as if he were talking to himself. "Ah fuck. I never liked that backstabbing bastard anyway." Sasuke mumbled, disappointed and wishing to kill both of them. But deep down he knew he was a coward and didn't want to kill anyone. Nor, had the balls to do so. For now that is. He wanted his bottle, being passed out while being raped didn't sound as bad.

-with Itachi-

Itachi was walking around the gigantic club, and greeted many familiar faces. Some faces he didn't mind seeing, others he wished he hadn't. But even more, one face he did wish to see, seemed to be the only absent one. Sasuke's

If the little brat had listened then he should be in the V.I.P section, he doubted it.

He slowly made his way back to his destination, and moved the red curtain to the side to expect him gone, and wasn't surprised. He was probably hitting on someone around here. He caught sight of a syringe about to go into someone's vein and walked over quickly and took it before they could inject themselves, this wasn't good. He looked at the blonde junkie and wondered how the hell she got into his little club, well big club.

"What the hell are you doing?" She asked stuttering, and looking at him angrily. Her anger was no match for his.

"I'm Itachi, the owner."

"Oh shit, I'm so fucking sorry." She looked down immediately regretting bringing her shit into his club. She had heard very scary rumors about him, some of them a big turn on, and others...well. She didnt even want to think of those.

She even looked like a tweaker. Her dress old and ratted, her fishnets covered in holes, her stiletto boots scuffed and not shiny anymore. Her hair was even fading, she'd be dead soon thats for sure. And Itachi would have nothing to do with it.

Either she'd commit suicide, or she'd overdose. What a loser.

"Get out, before I throw you out, then maybe you can come back when your sober."

She said nothing, but looked down feeling bad emotionally, it hurt her feelings, but hearing about this particular man she knew he wouldn't give a damn. But she supposively got over it and ran out. Itachi couldn't stand tweakers, and to think they can come into his club was ridiculous.

Just when he was about to leave the V.I.P section he saw a familiar haircolor, out of the corner of his eye. It matched Sasori's. There was only one other person that had the identical hair color as that little rat. Gaara.

-back with Sasuke-

"If you suck my cock, then when I take you I'll have lube. If you dont, I'll take you raw."

Sasuke, still tied to the bed helplessly, put his head straight down into the soft pillow, wishing he could suffocate himself. "Why are you doing this? I didn't even fucking do anything to you. All I did was hate you." Sasuke said, losing the pussiness in his voice, and sounding how he's supposed to, a Uchiha.

"Well." Sasuke said, his eyes turning a blood red, with the black wheels slowly spinning. He didn't even know how intimidating his eyes were. Sasori was startled, his brother and him were too alike. "Either you can leave now, and maybe I wont tell my brother about this. Or, theres the alternative."

Sasori put on his best face to cover his fear and said,"Whats the alternative?"

"You, can take me raw. And suffer the consequences, when I come to hunt your ass down. And It's not like I couldnt find you. My brother has connections everywhere, and my punishment wont be nearly as bad as his, he lacks mercy." Sasuke smirked.

"Hmm, I think I'll take my chances." Sasori said, he knew damn well if he pulled this off then Itachi would notice him, he just couldnt understand whether it would be bad or good, at least it'd probably give him a chance to talk to him. He just wanted that.

-back with Itachi again-

"Itachi! How are you? I've missed you." Gaara said, smiling. He was sitting in his favorite section, with Itachi right across from him sitting properly, its not too often he did that afterall. "Gaara, I've been hearing that a lot tonight." The redhead smiled, knowing that he only came over there for one reason, and that was his brother.

He knew that in the public he wouldnt say a damn thing. But if Itachi got him to go outside, on the back patio, that had everything made mostly for intimate couples, then he's done. 'ok, ok just stay in the club and you'll be fine' Gaara kept saying to himself.

"So how have you been? And how's your brother, good I hope?" He said through a clenched smile, feeling his teeth would shatter any minute now, just from the pressure. Itachi had this affect on many people, he could make anyone crack, and tell him what he wanted to know. Maybe it was his looks, maybe it was his seductive, red eyes. No one could figure this one out.

"Cut the shit, where did your annoying little cousin take my fucking brother?" Itachi said casually, hiding his worry that was bubbling up for his only sibling.

Gaara, twidled his white thumbs, trying to come up with a believable lie. Not fast enough.

"Dont make me ask again." Itachi said, balling his fists cracking all his knuckles. He looked at Gaara, he didn't want to hurt him, he had a been a long time friend, a good lover, one of the few he slept with more then once. He was also one who would never try to deliberately hurt anybody. Sasuke and him used to be friends. But if that fucker didn't spit it out soon, then it would give him motivation to kick the shit out of him, and with motivation, guilt was nonexistent.

"Come, lets go outside." Itachi said smiling, trying to ignore the fact he wasn't answering him. It was annoying, he couldn't stand pathetic people.

Protesting was completely out of the question, nobody could say no to those eyes. "Alright." He said a little caught in his trance. Itachi's plan was working as he expected. Some people were just too easy.

As fond of him as he was, he can be a little stupid.

Itachi grabbed his pasty hand, and held it tightly, making many people gawk and glare in pure jealousy. They were soon outside, with some little tents outside, and beds were placed in it also, since the main reason these rooms were up was for animalistic sex. Or whatever the hell they wanted to do. Hell, even toys were put in the tents.

"So, Gaara. Wheres my brother?"

Gaara sat on the bed sweating a little, damn. He needed to relax.

"I-I dont know, Itachi. Sorry."

Itachi heard his answer and was automatically annoyed, maybe he could get the information the easy way, like he used to. Yes, if that got him out of losing a friendship, for beating him. Then he'd take it.

"Hn."

He knew he was gonna get it unless he said something soon. Maybe it was the time to start talking, its not like his brother told him much anyway. He shifted his legs so they were closed and facing Itachi's knees. This is a little awkward. Especially when your trying to keep a secret.

"Take your shirt off, get more comfortable."

Gaara hesitated, but did it anyway. I mean who was he to block his comfort?

"I'm not telling you anything, by the way. You can't just fuck me and get information. It doesn't work that way." Gaara said surprised at his own words, that was mighty brave to say to someone as short tempered as him.

"First of all. I get whatever I want. Secondly, I can fuck anyone and get there darkest secrets for nothing, most of them I dont even want to know.."

He got on the bed along with Gaara after disposing his jacket. Making Gaara a little more horny then before. He could feel the adrenaline building and his blood pumping, and Itachi just fucking sat down. This guy truly was a sex god. Bastard, if he would have been any other guy he could avoid it.

Itachi straddled his lower legs while staring into his blue eyes. They were like the ocean, except more bewitching.

Gaara was twice as bewildered in Itachi's eyes, catching the black in them grow wider in his red eyes. No wonder he got anybody to say anything. They were just so pretty. More information consisted in them, and it puzzled him. But he didn't question there beauty.

Not like he's had any complainers.

Itachi leaned forward and gently kissed him, slightly nibbling on his lips, making Gaara's moan connect into his mouth.

Under him, he felt Gaara respond, always hard for him, as he returned the precious favor. Gaara felt himself, getting more erect by the second, and it was hurt. He wanted to be filled, and quick. He always hated teasing. Thats why Itachi was so tempted to do it. And he would never stop either.

"Where did you say my brother was?" Itachi moved down.

"I said the first time, I'm not-"

Itachi was tugging on his nipple ring, making Gaara gasp loudly, and twitch slightly.

"Sasori."

He said trembling, he wanted to move his body so he could fully shiver which made the ring be pulled further. "Ahhh." Gaara's teeth chattered, closing his eyes.

"Where?" He pulled harder. Making him grab the sheets hard, uhh. This wasn't fair.

"Room 14. Thats all I know." Gaara stuttered.

"Thanks." With that Itachi quickly got up, leaving a clueless Gaara. But he was used to see him leave him from bed. No big surprise there, but what really pissed him off was that he felt used. And thats bullshit.

"You fucking used me." Gaara frowned, tease.

"Yeah, so? I need to get my brother and save him from whatever sick games Sasori has in store for him. He is a virgin you know." Itachi said annoyed and putting the jacket back on.

Gaara laughed bitterly, "Ah. Well in that case I hope my dear cousin used and abused him then."

Itachi was pissed, but kept his cool, just smiling. "He better not have, otherwise most of the blame is on you for not telling me in the first place. And you wouldn't believe some of the plans I might have for the both of you. I could drug you, then bury you alive, just so you would last for much longer." It was Itachi's turn to laugh.

"You wouldnt." Gaara said with wide eyes.

"Your right, only because your my friend I have more tolerance for you. But you better keep you cousin on a shorter leash, before I rid of him myself."

"Fine." Gaara said, not really worried for his cousin, the bastard could take care of himself.

Itachi left setting out for room 14

-with Sasuke-

"Your fault, Im now going to just take you raw."

Sasuke prepared himself, but knew it'd still hurt the same, god help him.

He put his hard cock at his entrance.

He pushed a slightly, already making tears fall from Sasukes eyes, he could feel the stretch.

Itachi opened the door right then and there.

Sasuke stared in awe at his beautiful savior, only a minutes longer...and that would have been it.

"Itachi..I" Sasori said, letting go of his younger brothers hips. Itachi took in all this, and it looked like he saved him afterall. Thank Kami. He was pissed beyond all reasoning, Sasori wouldn't die today, but another day.

He grabbed the huge patch of red, thick hair and pushed Sasori's naked self into the wall knocking him out. The wall had a small dent, and Sasori's head was bleeding severely, but caring wasn't something Itachi did well.

He rushed over to the cowering Sasuke, and held him after undoing the binds. "Itachi...it...it almost happened." He cried, pushing his head into his chest. He sobbed and the tears soaked his own chest as well, falling quickly from his eyes.

"It'll be fine." Itachi said in a calm, soothing voice, almost as if handling a baby, Even though he hated children, he didn't mind babying Sasuke, he was the kid of the family. And the only one Itachi truly cared for. If anything would happen to him, he'd never forgive himself, or anyone else for that matter.

"Lets go home. I'll have someone else take over for the night." Itachi whispered.

With that he carried Sasuke, back home... real home.

He put Sasuke in his own bed and Sasuke stirred, and whispered sadly, "Almost."

"Shh.." Itachi got under the covers and slept soundly with his love...

-author-

about what i said forget it, none of you need to here about my problems, I apologize. and im also sorry its been so fucking long...hahaa. was busy with the wife. :