I'll Kiss Your Lips Again – Chapter 12

"Sasuke, Itachi." My mother nodded stiffly in greeting to us.

I nodded back, a tiny smile tugging weakly at the corners of my lips. Itachi simply looked away, avoiding eye contact. I had no idea what was going on between them.. I hadn't spoken to Itachi since last night. We'd both just gone to bed, neither of us knowing what to say to the other. I hadn't gotten much sleep last night; too many thoughts were rushing through my head. Had mom found out about Itachi and me?

Did she know? I subconsciously flinched at this thought.

No, I decided. She didn't know. If she did, then she would have screamed at me, too.

What could it be then? They obviously didn't want me to know, whatever it was.

Itachi sat down at his seat at the dinner table. I followed suit, taking my place beside him. My mom served our breakfast, and joined us at the table.

No words were exchanged as we awkwardly ate our oatmeal. I really didn't know what to say. I had no idea what was going on, so I didn't feel like it was my place to comment.

Muttering a quick thanks to my mother, I stood up and collected the dishes. I dumped them in the sink and turned to Itachi. He nodded at me, and I knew he was signalling for me to leave the room and wait for him outside. I frowned. When did I start being a burden again? Nevertheless, I left the room and hovered by the door outside.

I heard hushed conversation, and what sounded like a choked sob.

An apologetic tone was in my mother's voice, and Itachi just sounded as he always did- nonchalant and reserved. A few moments later, Itachi exited the kitchen. He smiled at me, enveloping me in his strong arms. I raised an eyebrow at the sudden display of affection, but hugged him back, enjoying his scent and warmth.

"What was all that about?" I queried, as we walked out into the street.

"She didn't want me spending any time with you." Itachi shrugged, kicking a pebble with his shoe.

"WHAT?" I screeched. "'The hell? Why?"

"It doesn't matter now, little brother. She has apologised."

"So? Why did she say such a thing in the first place?" I demanded, blood boiling.

Itachi pinched the bridge of his nose with his forefinger and thumb, then sighed.

"She found out that I'm gay. She doesn't want me to 'rub off on you'." He explained wearily.

"She's homophobic?" I ground out, clenching my fists.

"No, she just doesn't want two gay sons."

"How is that any better?" I growled, halting in my steps. "I'm going to tell her!"

Itachi froze, eyes widening.

"You can't tell her about us." He said, grasping my shoulder. "It will cause only trouble."

"I'm not telling her about us. I'm going to tell her about my sexuality."

I rolled my eyes, how could he think I was that stupid? Itachi took in my answer, but the look of worry on his face did not cease. His brow furrowed.

"Sasuke, I don't want you to tell her. She'll ask questions. She's not stupid… what if she figures it out?" Itachi explained, clearly exasperated.

I shook my head.

"She won't be able to. I have to tell her the truth about myself, so that she'll be fine with me spending time with you!" I countered, starting walk again.

"Are you stupid?" Itachi hissed, and I winced at the tone of the insult.

"No! What's wrong with wanting that?"

"That will make her stop me from seeing you! I just can't have you taken away from me, Sasuke! I can't!" Itachi seemed desperate now- he was almost shaking.

The sight of my brother so worked up, along with the heart-breaking thought that I could ever have Itachi taken away from me, just made something inside of me snap.

I walked up to him, and threw my arms around him. Burying my face in his chest, I felt his arms wrap around my back.

"…Sorry…" My voice was not much more than a whisper.

"What for?" Itachi affectionately nuzzled my neck, kissing it discreetly, to avoid suspicion from the few people around us. We didn't know any of them, but it was still not worth the risk of being seen by anyone, or by family.

Tucking a raven strand behind my ear, I tugged on Itachi's arm and we turned and went home- the light, happy mood from before suddenly lost.

*

Mikoto Uchiha sighed, downing the contents of her sake cup, before dumping it in the sink next to the other dirty dishes. Fugaku, her husband, was away on a mission, and Sasuke and Itachi had disappeared into Itachi's room.

They were spending a lot of time together in the past month, Mikoto noted, a frown on her beautiful face. In fact, she hardly saw either of them. She was reasonably sure that they were okay… but Itachi had his boyfriend, and Sasuke had a girlfriend… were they actually with them, and both pretending that they were with each other, because they thought Mikoto would disapprove of her sons spending time with their "friends"? She dismissed this thought, untying her apron and getting to work on cleaning the kitchen.

*

-Sasuke's POV-

Itachi and I were lying on his bed, our favourite place. He had his arm around me, and I was resting my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat and enjoying his warmth.

The TV was on, but I wasn't watching it. I was watching Itachi- he was reading a book and I loved the serious expression upon his face. It was fun to look as his eyes narrowed at the text whenever he disagreed with a character or behaviour.

We had been like that for at least an hour, and my limbs were stiff from the position. Deciding that I was actually quite bored, I poked Itachi in the ribs. He jumped, and then glared playfully at me. I waited another second before repeating the action. This time, he sighed and put the book down.

"Yes, little brother?" He mocked, pulling me closer to him.

I grinned and brought my face close to his. Boldly, I attached my lips to his own and kissed him gently. I felt him smile into the kiss before returning it. The kiss continued, but I soon grew impatient. I hooked my arm around his neck, and pressed him closer to me. His own hands travelled my body, slipping up under my shirt and running over the muscles.

He deepened the kiss, biting my bottom lip gently before slipping his tongue into my mouth. Welcoming his entrance, I massaged his wandering, wet muscle with my own.

I enjoyed the intensity, moaning quietly at the delicious sensation. My hands clutching his shirt desperately, I lay back on the bed and let Itachi straddle me, still carrying on the amazing kiss.

*

Mikoto frowned, throwing her dirty washcloth into the bin.

She could have sworn she just heard a moan coming from Itachi's room. Was he in there with his boyfriend? Mikoto swallowed hard, debating whether or not to pry into her eldest son's private life again. She hadn't been very happy with what she discovered last time. Did she really want to see what was happening now?

Another low moan, and her mind was made up. In the back of her mind, she noted that if Itachi was in there with his boyfriend, Sasuke must be somewhere else, away from his older brother's influence. She awkwardly walked up to the door. She paused there, and then walked in.

*

Itachi's skilful hand had just worked me to my climax. My heart was pounding, my body hot and my blood scorching my veins. Both Itachi's and my breathing was heavy and our faces were bright red. Itachi was above me, holding himself up with one arm, the other was still halfway down my pants. He was resting his forehead against mine, a slight smirk on his lips. I laughed quietly then kissed him roughly.

We lost ourselves in the passionate kiss, and tuned out the rest of the world.

"Oh, my God!" A loud screech of horror caused us both to pull apart, our heads snapped to the door, where my mother was standing, a heartbreaking look of disgust on her face.

Shit.

I could only panic and push Itachi away from me. He landed on the floor with a dull thump. Everything was silent after that. Itachi was watching my mother, waiting for a reaction. I had my eyes on mom, terrified of her now, more than ever. Time slowed down… It just felt like my whole world was about to come crashing down, and I wouldn't survive under the rubble.

She didn't look angry. She looked disgusted, and sad- so, so sad. Her coal black eyes were darting from me to Itachi.

"Mom…" I trailed off, not sure what to say.

"We are sorry." Itachi spoke for me, and despite the direness of the situation, his voice remained monotone.

She was silent for a long minute.

"Sorry?" Her voice was thick with disbelief. "You're sorry? What FOR? Committing a crime? Incest?" She spat the last word, and I flinched. "Or is it for ruining our family? Wrecking our reputation? Or is it for just. Being. SICK?"

I felt my eyes well up with tears. Shit. We knew this would happen. How long had Itachi and I thought this relationship could last?

Suddenly, a figure appeared at the door.

"Fuck." Itachi hissed, jumping to his feet.

I scrambled up from the bed and rushed to his side. His sharingan was on, so I immediately activated my own. Our mother had broken down into tears, screaming curse words and obscenities. I saw Itachi slowly pull out a kunai, the metal blade glinting menacingly.

The figure at the door stepped into the light.

I knew we were in deep trouble. 'How long has he been standing there?' I distantly wondered, and then decided it didn't matter. I could tell by the livid look on his face that he had heard enough. The sharingan was blazing furiously in his eyes and I had never been so afraid. I was shaking, my eyes so wide that it felt like they were going to stretch right off of my face. I clasped Itachi's shirt, childishly burying my face half in his shirt. He turned his head to look down at me, and gave a slight nod.

I pulled myself together, and tugged away from him. My fingers wrapped around a spare kunai that lay on the floor, and I changed into a battle stance in preparation of the bloody fight that I knew was about to come.

My mother was still sobbing, the sky had grown dark outside, signalling the coming of night. The atmosphere was horrible. I'll never forget how terrible it felt on that night, feeling the bloodlust in the air, from both sides of the coming war.

The moon slid its way out from behind a dark cloud. Eerie moonlight flooded into the room through the half-open window. I bit my lip, drawing blood. I was still quivering like a leaf, and my heart was threatening to burst from my chest. I knew I had a low chance of survival. Even though we were all related, I knew that that didn't matter anymore. Murderous intent was buzzing in the air. The forbidden love of Itachi and I had completely ruined everything for our family. We had crossed the line, and there was no way back. Seconds felt like minutes as my brother and I awaited attack.

A drop of hot, scarlet blood trickled from my lip, and down my chin.

It hit the floor with what seemed like a loud plop against the heavy silence.
My pierced lip continued to ooze blood, as I had bitten so hard. I could taste it in my mouth, as a mocking preview of what was to come: Bloodshed and pain.

A second drop of my blood hit the floor. The sound rang loud.

Itachi looked up from where his eyes had been trained on the floor.

A gust of wind made the curtain flutter and the window bang shut.

My father stepped into the light.

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How goes it?

I know I've just done a multi-update. I think my writing style has actually changed since my last update, though…

Anyways. –le Gasp!- They have been discovered! C'mon though, guys. It was going to happen *cries softly*.

It's so sad.

I do have the plot written out… I'm contemplating changing the ending, but other than that I have it all planned.
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