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The beginning of a murder/ conspiracy to murder/ intent to murder

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Shisui had been looking forwards to this night since Itachi had been telling him about it, finally he would get to make the moves on Sasuke and have Itachi so jealous his head might explode.

That image alone was enough to spur him along, as well as the image of Sasuke panting and moaning beneath him begging for him to go harder. Oh how he wished Sasuke had gotten that job as a pole dancer.

Combing his hair one last time, Shisui looked himself over in the mirror. There was something about Itachi's parties that made him want to be as trampy as possible, he had a white shirt over a black top that had 'suicide' written across it, and some torn jeans. With this, he would definitely be able to pull Sasuke.

In his opinion, Sasuke was a slut.

Sasuke on the other hand, was trying his best not to blush at the reflection staring back at him. This was his time to shine, and help his brother with his plans, to show that he wasn't weak, and had no need to cut himself when he could act his revenge on others. Shisui was his prey, and Sasuke wasn't going to let him get away.

The dark haired Uchiha was wearing a skin tight black top with long sleeves, hugging every crevices on his slim body. Eating had really increased his confidence, he was definitely not 'purging' any more after he ate, and his figure was filling out more, but in the right ways. Along with that, he was wearing some black skinny jeans and some trainers, his hair the same as usual. Turning to look over his shoulder, Sasuke called out meekly. "Tachi-san?"

Itachi sighed, quickly buttoning his belt up. He glanced down at his hands were shaking very lightly. He stared at them for a few seconds before frowning and clenching them. He knew why they were shaking.

It wasn't because he was afraid.

It wasn't because he was nervous.

It was because he was excited and so damn eager to see the traitor lying cold and lifeless at his feet. Licking his lips he glanced up at himself. Baggy black pants- he couldn't wear tight jeans for a long time yet, his legs had healed, yes, but he'd rather not try and cut circulation off just yet, he was gradually working on fitting into the clothing he once could wear before the accident- a snug black singlet with a fishnet shirt beneath and a red hoodie.

He frowned at himself; Deidara was right, he really did have the colour scheme of a Vampire.

But then again, it would give people a heart attack if he turned up somewhere in yellow or green or pink. He smirked lightly. Perhaps he should wear some flashy colours, just to give Shisui a heart attack.

Save him some trouble.

He chuckled lowly at the thought of Shisui dropping dead at the sight of him in bright, horrendous colours, but his thoughts were interrupted by Sasuke.

Glancing up, he slipped into his shoes- simple black sneakers- and moved out into the hallway, pausing outside of Sasuke's room and smirked, leaning against the door-frame, arms crossed as he looked Sasuke up and down.

"You look stunning, I could ravish you right there," he complimented, noting the other's embarrassed expression and blush threatening to overcome his face. "I think I'll have to go to Deidara for fashion advice, I can't be out-beautified by my little brother," he joked with a smile and a laugh as he pushed himself up to stand straight, moving into the room, eyes scanning the younger boy.

There was no way in hell Shisui could resist such a delicious temptation as Sasuke.

Sasuke couldn't help but giggle at his brothers words of encouragement. If he had to turn to Deidara you knew there was something wrong, Itachi would rather ask Tobi questions than Deidara, well, he did in Sasuke's opinion.

Personally, Sasuke couldn't stand the blonde. Although he wasn't sure if it was because he was blonde. Deidara was too much like Naruto for Sasuke's liking.

Sliding his hands to his hips, Sasuke's attention was drawn back by the mirror. Being self-obsessed wasn't so bad, Sasuke could happily say he knew how Narcissus felt when he saw himself in the reflection of the lake, stunned, overwhelmed, and the strong desire to fuck one's self.

Of course, the one difference between them was that Sasuke would prefer to have his brother doing it.

Turning back to his brother, Sasuke slipped the hands from his hips to in his pockets, walking over to the older Uchiha swaying his hips at the same time, and looking overly amused with the way that Itachi was looking at him.

"I think, maybe you should try and make Shisui jealous by leaving marks on me..."

Itachi wanted to drool; he really did! But his self image was worth quite a bit. Not how he looked, well, yeah, he was an Uchiha, he cared about how he looked, but how he acted and kept up a public appearance; now that was important to him. So all he did in response to Sasuke's movements was stare and smirk lightly.

Oh he tried to hide it, but he couldn't help but lick his lips at Sasuke's suggestion.

He chuckled lowly, moving more into the room, eyeing the way Sasuke moved almost predatory. He was amazed the younger could fit his hands in his pockets, those jeans were so tight! He could see every curve and muscle the younger had, and he admitted he felt like a pervert eyeing every crease in the fabric, trailing his eyes from bottom to top of his younger brother before said boy reached him.

All the boy had to do was walk and Itachi was ready to just devour him; oh in a good way, of course, he was just so easily manipulated by Sasuke. He gently rested his hands on the others shoulders, rubbing his upper arm as he bent over, breathing in Sasuke's scent.

"I don't have to do much to make Shisui jealous... But..." He let a seductive chuckle pass from deep in his throat as he teasingly scraped his teeth along Sasuke's elegant neck. "How could I refuse you?" He bit down at the junction where Sasuke's neck met his shoulder, sucking on it as he moved Sasuke closer.

What was he to do when Sasuke had him wrapped around his finger? And surely the boy knew how much Itachi adored and worshipped him, how he found it hard to refuse any request the boy asked of him...?

After he was sure there was a dark blooming Hickey on the boys throat he lifted his head up slightly, nipping at Sasuke's earlobe playfully. "Hnn, did you ask me to leave a mark on you, or leave a few dear Sasuke?" he breathed out teasingly, his voice laced with the smirk he was wearing.

Gasping and holding on tightly to his brother, Sasuke shuddered softly before looking up to his brothers eyes with a small blush on his face. "A few would be a good idea" He almost moaned, his eyelids lowering as a small smirk passed over his face. "In.. creative places, neh?"

Having his brother kiss and bite him to leave marks was something that Sasuke loved, but never had he needed, or wanted to show them off to someone to make them jealous before, which was why he was going to enjoy doing it to Shisui that little bit more.

Just before they killed him, Sasuke was going to get him drunk and was going to tease him and then finally, offer to go skinny dipping with him. Maybe. It was the perfect crime.

Shisui, lured into the water drunk out of his face, only to drown of his own accord.

If anything came of it, Itachi could say he saw both Shisui and Sasuke drowning, and he saved his brother first, no-one else was around to help Shisui, and by the time Itachi got to him, he was already dead.

Itachi let a seductive smirk flit across his lips as he chuckled from low in his throat. "Of course little brother, whatever you wish," he whispered teasingly as he lowered his lips again and began working on a new Hickey, slightly higher on Sasuke's neck in a place he was confident no turtle-neck could cover up if the boy tried. He nipped and suck, creating a new Hickey, before moving down and creating a small line of blooming Hickeys across Sasuke's neck, collarbone and even a few on his chest and shoulder.

And oh, wasn't it beautiful to hear the soft moans and gasps and pants that flitted from Sasuke's lips, it was almost hard to resist him, but he had to. Wouldn't be worth getting them both dirty and messed up and tired before the party. Hnn... or would it?

Lifting his head up, Itachi kissed Sasuke's cheek, chuckling. "My, my, you sound like you're enjoying this," he teased softly as he gently bit down on Sasuke's earlobe, chuckling softly to himself.

Gasping as Itachi sounded so.. it was hard to describe for a start. The tone he was using was nothing like one Sasuke could remember. It was hot, heavy and echoing around his head, and it only seemed to get stronger with every touch, or shudder his body gave out from being touched.

"O-of course I'm enjoying this" Sasuke whined, terribly embarrassed at the stutter in his usually perfect manner. "I have my longest crush leaving marks all over me for an idiot to find about later on"

Itachi chuckled, nuzzling the others cheek gently. Oh, he was glad he could have this much effect on Sasuke and that it was so terribly obvious that the younger boy was enjoying it. "I'm glad Sasuke," he whispered softly, gently rubbing the others arms before a soft and pleasant sensation filled his body from his hair.

Deciding that Sasuke ought to leave an impression of his own, he ran his fingers through his brothers hair, tugging softly at strands, but making sure his touch was light enough for his brother to want more. Itachi had always been a hair kind of person, which was why he kept it long.

"But I'm not the only one enjoying this, am I?"

Itachi let out a breathy sigh, resting his head on the others shoulder as he suppressed a shiver. "Sasuke," he cooed softly as he gently bit down on the others neck once more, not hard enough to leave a mark, but enough for the other to notice and feel it. "Be careful what you're getting yourself into here," he spoke softly, voice dripping with lust, not even trying to cover it.

Oh, one can only take listening to those moans and gentle touches like that so much before they snap

"I don't know Nii-san" Sasuke muttered softly, continuing to run his fingers softly through Itachi's hair, giving the occasional tug. "I rather like what I've gotten myself into so far, I'm finding this whole experience rather fun. I'm sure I'll enjoy everything you throw my way"

Tilting his head slightly so that he could whisper into his brothers ear, Sasuke first let out a breathy moan, before shuddering a small smirk passing over his face. "Do you think you can handle what you're doing to me? I expect you to take full responsibility for both of our actions. What with you being the older brother and everything..."

Sasuke knew that he was teasing his brother, and he was loving every minute of it, and judging by the body pressed against his own, they were both enjoying it. Truth be told, Sasuke was still nervous about what they were going to do later, so this was his way of getting his brother to comfort him, in a way they both liked, instead of a quick cuddle on the sofa.

Itachi shivered pleasurably as Sasuke's hands raked their way through his hair and spoke to him softly. Sasuke was tempting him beyond belief, and they had to leave in less than half an hour- Deidara wouldn't be happy if they were late.

The blonde would have Itachi's now-hated cousin there along with the rest of Akatsuki waiting for him and Sasuke to arrive. Of course, this would be the first time Sasuke would meet the rest of his friends. He'd met Kisame- his closest friend now- Konan, and Deidara who had continuously visited them when they were younger when the blonde was homeless and have some food sneaked out to him before Sasori took him in properly after an incident with Fugaku.

But Sasuke hadn't met the rest of Akatsuki properly.

The rest who would assist in murder.

Itachi shivered at the voice in his ear, a low growl coming from deep inside his throat. "We have to leave really soon little brother..." he purred, although that didn't stop him from running his hands teasingly down Sasuke's chest and then his sides. "And you know how I love to take me time listening to you moan and begging for me," he whispered softly, rubbing small circles on Sasuke's hip.

Pouting, Sasuke knew his brother was right, they did need to leave soon, but he didn't want to, he just wanted to stay and cuddle, maybe a bit more. Sighing softly, Sasuke slowly pulled away from his brother, looking so very very put down. "You're so mean" He muttered, puffing out his cheeks before folding his arms over his chest.

"Lets go then shall we?" Tilting his head up to one side, Sasuke hoped that when they saw Shisui, he wasn't going to jump him. There had always been something about his brothers ex best friend that scared him, and he was nervous about what might happen.

Itachi chuckled, giving Sasuke a soft kiss on the forehead. "I'm sorry Little Brother," he spoke softly with a chuckle, patting Sasuke on the head as he reached up and straightened his hair out so it was neater again. He couldn't have people being too suspicious, the marks on Sasuke's neck were give away enough.

"I'll make it up to you when we get back," Itachi purred in Sasuke's ear before straightening up and smirking, turning and starting to leave the room.

"We can leave now, I'll drive us there. It's at Sasori and Deidara's home,"Itachi spoke as he walked, turning and glancing over his shoulder. "We shall have to thank them for being so kind as to let us use their lovely home, you can do that right?" Itachi spoke with a smile before turning and walking out of the room, down the hall and to the entrance, sitting himself down in a chair and putting his shoes on.

Mimicking Itachi in a childish voice, Sasuke knew he was being a baby, but really, he'd just been denied having the sexiest man he had met sucking on his neck amongst other things, so that he could instead flirt with someone he hated.

"I'll thank him" Sasuke muttered under his breath before rolling his eyes "The stupid queer, he's so loud" Having a little whine to himself, Sasuke walked to the front door and slipped on his shoes, putting his hands into his pockets and looking around with a bored expression.

It would be the moment of truth, would he be able to seduce a dick like Shisui? Would he be able to live with himself after they killed him?

Most likely.