Disturbia
Naruto covers her mouth with his hand before she can scream. They don't want to draw attention to themselves, after all, they are ninja.
In quiet half-spoken murmurs he instructs her to look again, this time at Sasuke's face. She peeks around the corner with the mirror, then looks back at him with a look of shock, disturbia, disbelief, and curiosity. "He is...he looked...he's happy..."
But both of them refused to finish that cliffhanger sentence...what they had glimpsed wasn't merely happiness. What guy wouldn't be happy being jerked off? True, Naruto didn't care for the idea of having his older brother deep throat him, which was making him feel extremely fortunate he didn't have an older brother right now.
Nevertheless, they were both forced to see it wasn't simply pleasure as soft murmurs of devotion came from the older occupent of the room and whimpers of adoraton and agreement came from his younger particapant. "Ah---ah, aniki...please..."
"Shhhh, it's ok. Come, Sasuke."
A low moan fills the silence, leaving nothing but more silence in it's wake. "Itachiiiii...love you..."
Naruto glanced at the pink-haired girl beside him, who was still, fingers curled in front of her mouth, murmuring some secret to herself. The disturbed, almost angry look hadn't left her face.
Another voice filled the heavy deafening silence. "Aishiteru, otouto."
"Naruto," Sakura whispered, so softly she had to poke him to get his attention. "What are we going to do? Sasuke will go crazy if..."
"We're going to stop the council." He promised her firmly. "Don't worry."
She nods, the certainty in his voice making her eyes light up with emerald fire as her determination kicks in.
"We'll do it for Itachi-san and Sasuke-kun."
The blond teenagers grins. "That's right. And we won't let them kill Itachi..."
To be continued...