Warnings: A.U; Yaoi; Incest; ItaSasu; Shota; Non-Con
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Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto.
Beted by: itachifemsasu
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Discreetly, as to not draw his father's attention, Sasuke shifted his position on his chair again, trying to find a better way of staying seated to finish his breakfast.
Although his back hurt, badly, his pride hurt much more. How things had turned out this way? He felt so powerless, weak, and ashamed because he had not been able to defend himself. But how could he? Itachi was a lot stronger and had forced him. Nonetheless, for Sasuke, it still sounded more like a lame excuse, even though he knew that was the truth.
Every time he thought about that, he felt like he should have done something more. He even had pleaded. He had fallen so low to the point of pleading for him to stop. But Itachi didn't stop and enjoyed every second of that.
Sasuke lifted his face and consequently his eyes stared right at his brother across from him. His blood boiled when he saw the smirk over Itachi's lips and his hand instinctively turned into a balled fist. He was staring back at Sasuke as if he knew what the boy was thinking about. Itachi was recalling the same thing as his brother, but on him, it had a completely different effect.
Sasuke just wanted to punch him to death right then and there to destroy that unnerving sign of amusement.
He tried to calm down, and due to the sound of pages being turned, he looked to Fugaku at his right, at the end of the rectangular table. The man had his face hidden behind the newspaper, time and again sipping his coffee and taking a bite of his food without taking his eyes off what he was reading. Therefore, he was too distracted to see Sasuke return his attention to the elder sibling and instead of the punches, civilly glaring daggers at Itachi. It didn't last long and the boy soon lowered his face again to his unfinished breakfast and sighed frustrated.
Everything looked so similar that was a little scaring. Even his feelings. It was like he was reliving all them all over again.
Nothing seemed to have changed. Seven fucking years and everything looked exactly as that morning when he woke up after had been abused by his older brother for the first time. He was older now, of course, but it was like he was that same defenceless child whenever Itachi touched him. Seven years and he had never told this to anyone.
And Sasuke asked himself again: How things had turned out this way?
At the course of his thoughts, he stood up and left. He was not hungry anymore. Itachi stood up right after him, leaving their father alone.
Sasuke grabbed his backpack and walked to the front door. When he stepped outside the smell of wet grass invaded his nostrils. It had rained the night before, and despite the sunny morning, the air was still somewhat cold, but it felt good on his skin.
He began walking down the stone pathway that led to the entry when suddenly his upper arm was grabbed by a hand and he looked back with a raised eyebrow. Although he knew very well who was there, Sasuke was still startled. He was so eager to leave that hadn't heard Itachi's light footsteps from behind him.
"What?"
"I'll drive you to school."
"Don't need," said the boy as he briskly pulled his arm back. His brother was trying to act nice. Great. Just fucking great! As if the bastard didn't know Sasuke didn't want to be near him!
Itachi narrowed his eyes just the slightest and grabbed him by the elbow, just like a parent would do to a misbehaved kid and dragged a struggling Sasuke to his car.
"What the hell you think you are doing?" the younger shouted as he tried to free himself from Itachi's grip.
"I was not asking your opinion, Sasuke." Itachi opened the door and shoved him inside the vehicle as if he had all the rights to do so. He wanted to spend more time with his brother before going to work, he wouldn't accept a no as an answer.
The elder sat at the driver's seat and pulled the car out from the garage.
It was not like Sasuke wanted to have some interaction with Itachi, he preferred silence, but he didn't feel comfortable with silent moments like this when he found himself alone with his brother. After all, Itachi would just sit there and drive, not even uttering a single word, just taking a few weird glances at him, which didn't give away any hint of his actual mood. It was like the calm before the storm.
He could feel the tension building between them and he was aware that Itachi felt that too, but neither of them decided to say anything. Sasuke tried to distract himself by looking through the window at the people walking and the other cars passing by, but even as he did so he couldn't restrain himself from gazing at his brother's reflection on the glass.
The people who met Sasuke before, when his only worries were to have good grades and be acknowledged by his father, barely noticed that something wrong was happening to the little boy when he stopped acting like the innocent child he once was. He had never been the social type neither one to speak much, so when he avoided any interaction, that was interpreted as him being his usual self. However, if there had been something really odd about his behaviour back then, it had been the way he suddenly began to act when Itachi was near like he wanted to hide himself from his brother's prying eyes or maybe the slight way he flinched and tensed when Itachi put a hand over his shoulder and any other harmless touches. For someone who used to be so confident around his brother's presence, Sasuke looked like he would run away at any moment.
The fear, however, at each passing day slowly turned into anger, not only for Itachi but also for himself. Sasuke had never really trusted anyone beside him. And his older brother, the person he supposed was the one to protect him, terribly crushed his trust. He had never expected such a thing from his beloved nii-san.
Sometimes he wondered about telling his father, but due to what he once heard from Itachi, he soon concluded that Fugaku was not even an option.
Itachi glanced at Sasuke at the passenger's seat. He did look attractive wearing that black uniform. The long-sleeved jacket was perfect to hide the bruises on the arms, and those trousers clung to his legs just enough to reveal some curves and let the rest to the imagination. His little brother had become even more tempting. Sasuke had changed from a cute child to a handsome teenager, making things difficult for Itachi to keep from touching him.
Itachi's thoughts were interrupted as they reached their destination, and he parked a few meters from the school entrance. Sasuke was about to open the door when the elder held him, again, and pulled the boy towards himself. He leaned forward, putting a hand over Sasuke's knee and leaned more, letting his face mere centimetres from the boy's, staring right into his eyes. The younger began to feel embarrassed and blushed.
It could have been a romantic scene, but the two male involved knew it wasn't. Whereas one showed his dominance, the other only felt angry for having to endure that from his flesh and blood. And in this case, the blood bond between them was undeniable, one glance could prove it due to their similarity. From same perfect pale skin, that would drive anyone into a furious envy attack, to the black hair, which in the younger had a light shade of blue, and in the elder were long, and if loose from the usual ponytail, would look like a satin curtain. But most of all: the eyes.
If the other aspects had any variations, the eyes were uncanny. Piercing eyes with charcoal-coloured irises that seemed to frighten and hypnotize anyone who looked at them.
And there they were, in stare lock, so close that their breaths mingled and ghosted over each other's faces. The car had dark tinted glasses so Itachi didn't need to certify anyone was seeing them. Slowly his right hand trailed up his little brother's left thigh as his other hand snaked its way up from the arm to sink into the boy's short spiky hair.
"You're so sick," Sasuke muttered, his tone full of despise directed at his brother. He had barely finished that sentence when he let out a surprised yelp as his head was jerked backwards and the elder ravished his exposed neck. He sucked and nibbled at the skin just being careful enough not to let any marks this time. His hold on Sasuke's hair never loosening as his kisses wandered over his jawline to his cheek and then finally crushing their lips together.
The older male knew that he couldn't stay parked there for too long. Although there was no way they could've been noticed, he didn't need unwanted attention and soon he pulled away, releasing Sasuke, much for the younger's relief. "Have a nice day, Sasuke."
"Fuck you!" exclaimed Sasuke as he wiped the side of his neck with his sleeve.
Itachi chuckled. "Though I would love to, we can't do it now."
Sasuke grimaced and left the car. He wanted to stay away from his brother as soon as possible.
He walked through the school gates and made his way to his class, and as he passed, many girls there turned to him. He huffed. He had just been molested by his older brother, now those people, some boys included, were looking at him with the same lustful stares.
oOo
Hours had passed too fast, in Sasuke's opinion. The bell was already announcing the end of the last lesson of the day. He was putting his material into his backpack when a blond boy near him cheerfully spoke, "Sasuke, wanna hang out today?"
The raven-haired boy looked towards him and was met with that usual wide grin that seemed to never leave the other boy's face. Well, he pondered, that was not a bad idea at all. Sasuke didn't have anything else to do at home, anyway. And he didn't want to come back to that place early.
"Fine, Naruto," he replied as they walked out from their class.
"Yay! Maybe we could—"
"Naruto!" interrupted a pink-haired girl from behind them. She had intently listened to know what would be Sasuke's answer.
"Y—yes, Sakura-chan," Naruto stuttered, turning his full attention to her. Yes! The girl was starting a conversation with him!
"I was thinking about that invitation you made me earlier. I decided I want to go out with you," she began to say and blushed when her eyes met Sasuke's. "And...well, since you now also invited Sasuke-kun, we can go together."
"Huh... yeah," Naruto said, failing to hide his disappointment. It was supposed to be a date with only him and her! Now, Sakura-chan had agreed and he couldn't say no! Crap! Besides, he also wanted to spend time with Sasuke...
He tried to think on the good side.
Well, that was not what he wanted, but now he could stay with both of them. He scratched the back of his head and grinned—not his trademark grin but still a grin."I was thinking if we could—"
"Wait! I wanna go too!"
Naruto was interrupted mid-sentence again by another girl. Just like Sakura, she was listening to them. Now, her beautiful blue eyes shone with the possibility of going on a date with Sasuke. Of course, the 'date' part was only in her head.
"Ino!" Sakura yelled. No, she couldn't let the other girl ruin her plans!
"I won't let Sasuke-kun stay alone with you!" Ino glared at her.
"What do you mean by 'alone'?" Naruto asked confused.
"You're not coming with me and Sasuke-kun!" Sakura said to Ino.
"Hey! I'm going too, dattebayo!" he yelled, with his two index fingers pointing to himself. Dammit! Why were they ignoring him?! "Hey, Sasu..." he trailed off as he turned to Sasuke and didn't see him. He looked around and caught a glimpse of him already far away from them. Naruto didn't think twice as he began to run after the boy and let the two girls yelling at each other behind.
"Oi, teme! Wait!" Naruto shouted already catching up to him. Sasuke only gave an uninterested look over his shoulder.
When the girls began to get too annoying, the raven-haired boy could no longer stay witnessing that pointless argument. He already knew since a long time ago that Ino and Sakura liked him, or better saying, almost all the girls at school liked him. He just ignored this detail because he cared for neither of them. Nonetheless, the fangirls never stopped from increasing in number, which was not a surprise. Sasuke had good looks, he was smart, his family was wealthy, and he had that mysterious behaviour that left people wanting to know more about him. But Sasuke didn't like to socialize with anyone, and if he was pissed off, he could become extremely rude.
The one who truly managed to break at least a bit of the barrier the Uchiha had built between himself and the others had been Naruto. And even Naruto could say that didn't know much about him. He always felt curious but was not like Sasuke would tell him much anyway. That didn't fail to leave the blond frustrated. They were friends, for God's sake!
When the blond first met Sasuke at school, when they were still kids, he instantly disliked him and started harassing him. The other kids used to avoid Naruto like a plague because of the three whiskers-like scars he had at each side of his cheeks. They said it made him ugly and bullied him. On the other hand, they were drawn to Sasuke like moths to a flame. That was so unfair! He could not understand what people had seen of so special about that conceited boy.
On that same day they met, Naruto had started a fight with Sasuke.
And even now, Naruto couldn't explain how Sasuke managed to defeat him so easily. One second he was in the middle of his blow, and in the other Sasuke had him pinned to the ground with a fist aimed right at his face, dark eyes full of hatred. He felt intimidated, despite being certain that all that fury was not indeed directed at him. It just couldn't be, right? They had just met. "You only make me waste my time," he had said then. And Naruto couldn't point what was stronger: the anger, the curiosity or the admiration he felt. Since then, because of his stubbornness to be around Sasuke, they became friends. And the young Uchiha, although he didn't say it out loud, he also prized the friendship he had with Naruto.
"This wamen is dewiciws," Naruto managed to say with his mouth full of ramen. Sasuke had never seen someone so passionate about food. Ramen was for Naruto what drugs are for addicted. He even had something alike withdrawals when he stayed too long without it. And that was not a good thing to witness, at least not for Sasuke, his friend became even more babbling and hyperactive.
"Eww Naruto, that was so gross," Sakura said.
"Yeah, we don't want to see what you're chewing. Right, Sasuke-kun?" Ino added with a disgusted face.
The raven-haired boy simply looked from his ramen to them. He didn't give a damn at all, also he didn't even know why he was still there.
"Whatever," came his usual reply.
When Naruto came running after him alone, he had thought the girls would not tag along after all. But not even a minute after they arrived at the ramen shop, the two damned creatures somehow discovered they were there.
Ino Yamanaka and Sakura Haruno were the most insisting fangirls Sasuke had. No matter how many times he dismissed them, they would never leave him in peace. The funny part was that might not seem, but Sakura and Ino were best friends. Their friendship was only put aside when Sasuke was around, then they would act like true enemies.
"Sasuke-kun, what do you want to do later on? You know... we can go to my place if you want. I'm learning how to cook and today I've made some sweets. I would like if you tasted them," Sakura suggested smiling to him.
"Sakura, you don't even know how to make boiled water! I bet those sweets were made by your mother," Ino said smirking at her friend, and the other blushed being caught telling a lie. "Sasuke-kun, instead we could watch a movie at my place."
Sakura glared at her. "Didn't you say that you'll be busy today, Ino?"
"Huh? I didn't say anything about that. You're imagining things, Sakura."
"No. I heard well when you mentioned something about the right dress for the dinner with Shikamaru's family. By the way, you've been very close to him lately. Are you dating him?"
"Of course not! I'm not dating Shikamaru!" the blonde girl hurriedly explained.
Those girls were so unnerving! Sasuke sighed and looked at Naruto, who still—unlikely—hadn't said anything at all. The boy seemed oblivious of everything. Now he knew it had been a bad idea staying there.
"He's going with me!" Sakura yelled after some more minutes of bickering, standing up and slamming her hands on the table, attracting the attention of the other customers.
"No! He's going to my place, aren't you, Sasuke-kun?" Ino yelled too, standing and facing Sakura, also with both hands over the table.
"What are you girls arguing about? Sasuke and I already decided we're gonna play video games later on," Naruto spoke after having finished his second bowl of ramen in record time. Yeah, maybe he wasn't that oblivious…
"Shut up! We're not talking to you, dobe!" both girls said in unison.
"Hey! Sakura-chan, Ino-chan, Sasuke-teme is the only one who can call me that!" Naruto protested. "And I don't even like when he calls me that!"
Could all this become more stupid? Sasuke was already sick of all that irrelevant babbling. He grabbed his backpack and stood up. Naruto and the girls looked at him.
"Wait, Sasuke-kun!" Ino and Sakura, out of a sudden forgetting their argument, were by his side holding his arms as he turned to leave.
"Shut up!" he snapped at them, the girls startled at the sudden harsh tone and began to loosen their hold. "You're so annoying!"
"Sasuke-kun..." Ino began but Sasuke didn't stay to listen, and she just let him leave. Sakura lowered her head seeming about to cry.
"See what you've done?
"That's all your fault, Ino-pig," the pink-haired girl hissed.
Naruto in a hurry walked past them and left as well.
"Sasuke!" he called out. The boy stopped and turned to him. "C'mon, we are here to chat and have fun!" he tried to convince, but it didn't work and Sasuke began to walk again.
"See you later, Naruto."
Naruto only watched his friend walking away for a few seconds, he felt tempted to drag him back, but he also knew that he would only anger Sasuke even more. Resigned, Naruto came back in, only to find Ino and Sakura sat slouched on the chairs. Their plans for this afternoon to make Sasuke-kun fall for them were completely ruined.
Naruto decided to drown his dismay for Sasuke leaving early into another bowl of ramen.
Sasuke had planned on staying longer, but he couldn't put up with those girls smiling, squeaking, and trying to act cute or attractive every time he looked at them. They didn't stop their fucking annoying babbling for one fucking second! Sasuke's head was starting to ache due to all that.
The best thing to do at the moment seemed to go straight to home. Besides, he needed some rest.
Halfheartedly, as he couldn't imagine anything else to kill time he began to head home. As he walked down the street, a few meters ahead he saw a grey-haired man wearing a suit leaving a tattoo studio.
"Kakashi..." he muttered the name to himself as he recognized the man.
The name of the shop was Akatsuki. What was he doing there? He didn't know Kakashi was into tattoos and as far as Sasuke knew he didn't have one. As he wondered, he noticed another man also leaving the tattoo studio and entering Kakashi's car. Sasuke froze. That man was... Obito? Yes, that was him. He recalled well, there was no doubt.
Obito Uchiha was his cousin, but they'd never talked to each other. The boy only knew who Obito was because he had seen him once at the cemetery when he went to put flowers at his mother's grave.
Sasuke didn't know that Kakashi and Obito knew each other.
Well... that was interesting.
One of the main reasons as for why Sasuke hadn't told his father about the sexual abuse he suffered from Itachi, was a story involving Obito. But he had always doubted that since Itachi was the one who told him. But now, since Kakashi seemed to be friends with his cousin, perhaps he knew about that story as well and could prove whether Itachi's words were true or not.
Maybe that afternoon was not completely useless in the end.