A/U trying out some new line dividers, hope they work better than the other ones
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All Gaara could do was stare up in horror at the Uchiha that towered above him. A sickening smile played over the older man's face as he savored the intense fear and confusion that danced in the other's eyes.
"So nice to see you again."
His tone was mocking and cruel as he taunted the boy.
"My foolish little brother let you get away once but I can assure you it wont happen again."
Gaara numbly shook his head from side to side, refusing to accept this as reality. Itachi just laughed cruelly.
"Ah what's the matter? We're going to have lots of fun."
With that said Itachi began advancing slowly and deliberately, amused that the redhead still hadn't budged from the spot. The movement however seemed to spark some realization into Gaara and in an instant he was on his feet and bolting in the opposite direction.
Unfortunately for him the thrill of the chase is what Itachi was all about and with a soft chuckle he took off after him. It didn't take long at all for him to overcome the smaller teen and he quickly flung his arms about the boy's waist, sending them both toppling to the ground. Gaara lay on his stomach, desperately clawing at the forest floor. He had been only inches away from leaving the campground and disappearing into the safety of the trees.
"Now, now is that anyway to act? I thought this was going to be a beautiful reunion."
Itachi grabbed both his wrists and easily yanked him to his feet, dragging him over towards the tent.
"Let me go! Let me go!"
Gaara squirmed and flailed pathetically against the Uchiha's much stronger grasp. 'Where the hell is Neji?' he wondered frantically.
The pair worked their way over until they were directly in front of the tent, Itachi keeping one arm around the other as he opened up the flap and threw him inside.
Gaara was on his back now, eyes frantically searching the inside of the tent for a weapon as Itachi zipped shut his only means of escape.
"Y-you'd better let me go."
He tried his hardest to make his voice sound threatening and confident. Itachi raised an eyebrow and turned to face him
"Why's that?"
"Because I'm here with a friend who'll be back any minute to kick your ass!"
Gaara glared up at him defiantly, awaiting the moment of shock and fear he was sure the Uchiha was going to experience. It didn't come. Instead Itachi did the most unexpected thing, tilting his head back and laughing heartily. Gaara gaped up at him with a mixture of surprise and dread.
"Oh, sweetie, you really are naïve aren't you?"
He wiped away a few tears of mirth and looked back down at him.
"Do you really think I wouldn't plan this out? Your little Hyuga friend is being taken care of by Sasuke as we speak."
Gaara could feel his heart sink, it became hard to breath, his world was collapsing around him.
"W-w-what? What? How?"
His eyes went wide and his whole body was shaking, as all he could do was babble incoherently. Itachi looked at him with a smirk, slowly reaching down to undo the zipper of his pants.
"Don't worry, baby I'm not rough like Sasuke. You're going to love this."
The petite teen treaded backwards so he was as far away from Itachi as he could get. Once that was done the only thing he could do to defend himself was to curl up into a little ball, putting his head between his knees. He clamped his eyes shut, mind whirling with concern. 'Neji please be okay…'
Gaara was so caught up in his own little word he didn't even realize Itachi had moved next to him until a pair of arms wrapped about his shoulders and he felt warm breath playing on his neck
"This will be a lot easier if you hold still and cooperate."
Gaara remained frozen in place, unable to believe this horrifying turn of events.
'This isn't happening. This absolutely isn't happening. This can't be happening. Why is this happening?'
He let out a wild cry; akin to a wolf's howl before flinging himself over Itachi and towards the exit, frantic for escape. The older man grabbed him by the hair and roughly yanked him backwards, forcing him against his chest and locking him in place. Gaara was kicking, scratching, and yelling like a wild animal.
Itachi sighed in irritation, violently smashing his elbow onto the top of the struggling boy's head. Gaara yelped, immediately going still as his vision switched between spinning and fading. Pain was rippling through his whole body.
"I didn't want to hurt you but if you're going to be uncooperative then I have no choice."
The Uchiha flipped the boy onto his back and straddled his hips, delicately brushing some loose bangs off his forehead.
"How about I make a deal with you?"
Gaara stared up at him questioningly through hazy tear filled eyes. Itachi continued with a mischievous little smirk.
"Sasuke has not killed Neji…YET."
The redhead noticeably winced at the implied threat. The raven haired man noted the concern with glee, everything was going according to plan.
"And he doesn't have to die."
Now the older man truly had Gaara's attention.
"If you do what I say."
Gaara glanced to the side, thinking about the tall brunette. His icy blue eyes, his soft lips, his gentle touches…
"So if I do what you tell me you won't hurt him?"
Itachi nodded.
"That's exactly what I'm saying."
"Do you promise?"
"I swear on my mother's grave."
The Uchiha chuckled to himself, that statement was ironic in a way that only he could understand. Gaara swallowed hard, clenching his fists at his sides.
"Okay…I'll do what you say."
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Neji had been ordered onto his knees, hands tucked behind his head as he watched his captor pacing nervously about in front of him. Every now and then the boy would pull a walkie talkie out of his pocket, check it for something and then look back at him before putting the phone back away. Neji guessed that the kid wasn't working alone, and that meant Gaara could be in trouble. It was also easy to tell that the teen was not in charge of this little operation. The Hyuga knew his only hope would be to talk his way out of this, for his sake as much as Gaara's.
"What's your name?"
The raven-haired teen wheeled around, shooting him an odd look.
"It's Sasuke."
"Well, Sasuke could you tell me why you're doing this?"
The boy's confused demeanor melted into one of anger.
"No."
Neji's right eye twitched slightly with annoyance.
"The least you could do is explain to me why this is happening."
"No."
"Why not?"
"I said NO!"
Neji decided to switch tactics, staring mournfully at his feet as he attempted to look pathetic and submissive.
"Oh…I'm sorry I asked."
Sasuke glanced to the side, an expression of slight guilt flashing over his features. Neji smirked; he had this kid all figured out.
"It's just I-I want to try to understand what's going on…"
Guilt was once again apparent on Sasuke's face as he chewed on his lip thoughtfully.
"I guess I could explain things to you."
He stomped on the ground.
"But don't think it's going to change anything!"
Neji shook his head from side to side disbelievingly.
"I would never think that."
"Okay."
The young Uchiha lowered the gun slightly and oriented himself towards his captive.
"My brother and I have some unfinished business with your friend."
Those words gave Neji a feeling equivalent to having a big bucket of ice water dumped over his head early in the morning. For a moment everything was numb, then all of it came together like a completed puzzle. Something about this kid had seemed very familiar and now it made sense. He was Itachi's brother, and the two were back to finish the job. Anger boiled up in his veins knowing what the bastard before him had done to his precious redhead and it took everything he had to stay calm and collected.
'I've got to keep my cool and win his trust, maybe even his sympathy…For my sake as much as Gaara's.'
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Itachi had sprawled himself over the redhead, his tongue prodding practically to the back of his throat. The boy had his eyes shut, trying desperately to channel all the times he'd voluntarily made out with someone to make the experience easier. He grasped the silky black hair and tilted his head to the side to give the man better access.
Pleased, the Uchiha sat up and looked down at him with a smile so evil it would have put any villain to shame.
"Isn't this so much easier when I don't have to hit you?"
Gaara felt like a little bit of his soul was being torn away from him as he swallowed his pride and nodded, praying for some sort of miracle to strike his tormenter dead. Itachi licked his lips with anticipation as he studied the boy's slender body.
"Take off your shirt."
Gaara obeyed, trying his hardest to keep his eyes from watering over once again. He cringed slightly as Itachi's cold hands started running up and down his sides, over his stomach, teasing his nipples into hardness. He lowered his head down and started running his tongue over the dusty pink nubs.
A violent shudder ran through the redhead's body. It was an odd sensation, the slick muscle moving around such a sensitive part of his body. For all the sexual experimentation he had done this had never happened to him and he was ashamed by how good it felt. Itachi moved away from his chest, characteristic smirk showing no signs of wavering.
"I told you that you'd like this... And I'm just getting started."
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Will Neji be able to convince/trick Sasuke into seeing the light?
If/When he does will it be in time?
What's Itachi going to do to Gaara?
Not even I know the answers to these questions. I have two ending for this story in mind. One is happy, one is tragic and I can't decide which one to use…what do you guys think?
-Evie
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