Possession

Disclaimer: I own none of Naruto characters. They rightly belong to Masashi Kishimoto-sensei. But I do own some of the characters that I made up to be members of Akatsuki.

Warning: Shounen-ai/Yaoi. Incest. Some OCs. If you find any of the said materials disturbing, I suggest you leave this page immediately. You've been warned, so don't flame me about that.

Pairing: Itachi/Sasuke and Sasuke/Naruto. Eventually Itachi/Sasuke

Note: Kisame is so observing in this that it makes him strange, doesn't it? Well, I don't know but I think he's easy to write that way and it makes things easier for me. Oh well… I maybe equally strange as him.

By the way, sorry for late update. (Again!) I was so busy with my university project and preparing for final examination. Please understand…we share the same pain. I'm just normal human…

Chapter XII: Your thought, My thought

The heavy rain had finally stopped. Yet the great Akatsuki mansion was still in total chaos. Kisame observed all this as he walked among the rubbles and people; in this case meant their guests, talking and screaming nonsense in panic and some even already left. The other members were trying to fix everything in tact as much as possible while having the very same thought of quickly moving from there to another safe place as fast as possible in case Konoha sent more shinobi to attack them while they were kept busy.

Sometimes…he quite missed the Akatsuki of before. That way, they would already have moved from this place and didn't have to worry about the political and financial relationship. And he was quite sure his partner had the very same idea. Itachi might not talk much but during all these years of working together, Kisame thought he was able to read some of the Uchiha's complicated thoughts.

"I thought you weren't coming back, Itachi-san." The shark-like man said, trying to sound like joking but in fact, after he had discovered that Itachi had gone missing after the Kyuubi blew the mansion up, he had been thinking that the raven haired-beauty had really quitted.

The said Uchiha simply ignored that statement, taking the being of their surrounding in with his piercing crimson gaze. He was wet all over, Kisame noticed. His hair, even though wet with droplets of water dripping from then and there, was quite a mess, for some of the long black tresses fell out of their usual place of being held back by a piece of cloth and clung to his pale neck.

"We're trying to fix things up and move from here as fast as it is allowed. So much damage we've got this time." Kisame reported. "Shiki is injured and I don't think her twin brother will be able to…" he sniggered before changing the topic. Well, who cared about Shiryuu? The man could heal himself and his sister and cursed as spiteful as he wanted. What interested the shark-like man more was that…

"Well, forget that." He grinned, baring his sharp teeth. "I think I quite find the reason your cloak is missing much more interesting."

"…" Itachi narrowed his eyes at him. "I don't have to answer that." He said and turned his back on his Kisame.

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When he registered that he was now back in Konoha, the first thought that came to Sasuke's mind was that… Itachi had left him again. The tormented boy closed his eyes and tried to stop himself from breaking down crying again as earlier images of him and his brother flashed again and again in the darkness behind his eyelids. He took a shuddering breath and trying to get a hold of himself. That was when…

"Hey."

Rustle.

Something heavy and damp yet strangely warm fell on him, forcing Sasuke back to open his eyes, which widened immediately the moment they laid on the object. He stared at it for a long moment before raising his gaze to meet with Naruto's.

The blue eyed-blond looked pained—his usually bright blue orbs were dull as if losing its life lightand a small smile was tugging his lips. It was a sincere smile yet it seemed strangely empty. "I found it with you when I, well…actually, we, found you. So I thought…" He hesitated as if thinking it was a good idea or not and moved his chair closer to his now-sitting friend on the bed. "Well, I think you may want to keep it."

"…" Black-coal eyed was transfixed on the blond kitsune's face. For once, the gaze wasn't harsh or emotionless or holding back something…it was just plain tantalizing. They held each other's gaze for a while before Sasuke broke away, looking back at his Itachi's cloak in his laps. Thin fingers traced the red cloud pattern painfully slowly as if mesmerizing it. Even now, his brother's scent was still lingered there.

The raven haired-boy was torn between two difficult decisions. He could take the cloak in his arms right now and savor in the lingered presence of his brother. Or he could just reject it and tear it apart, indulging himself back in the poison that was his hatred.

…Either way, it wouldn't help him forget. It couldn't erase the scars. Sasuke bit his lips.

"…It's okay to cry." came Naruto's quiet voice. The young kitsune's face became even sadder as he recalled finding Sasuke in the forest, sleeping soundlessly as he was wrapped in his brother's cloak. He remembered the look on the Uchiha heir's face and he had to admit…

Never before had he seen Sasuke look so content.

The Uchiha was silent for a while. When he spoke up, all the anguishes were gone completely from his face. "I'm fine." He pulled the sheet back. He was about to leave the bed, it seemed. "I don't need your pity."

Naruto frowned and pushed him back down. Sasuke stared at him and tried to sit up…only to be shoved back down again—this time with much more force. The stubborn Uchiha let out an aggressive growl, glaring up at Naruto. "What do you think you are doing, dobe?"

"Could you stop being an ass just once?" Though the words were rather harsh, Naruto's face wasn't. Sasuke was about to retort but he became loss for words.

Naruto looked as if he was going to cry.

"I didn't offer you pity." The blue eyed-blond said. "You didn't want to be pitied but it's you that make yourself pitiful, Sasuke. I was…no…I am offering you…company." And I thought I was your best friend… At least I thought that we…

"…Naruto. I…" Sasuke opened his mouth but nothing came out but the first two words.

And when the silence in the room became so thick that he couldn't bare it the moment later, Naruto left the room without any other word.

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Naruto closed the door with a quiet bang. As soon as everything that reminded him of a certain raven-haired bastard disappeared from his sight, he slid down the door with his hands covering his face.

Shit, I was the one running away when I was supposed to take care of him. How stupid.

"Naruto? What're you doing out here?" asked a female voice. Naruto slowly looked up. "Sakura-chan?"

Sakura saw the depressed look on her teammate's face and sighed, sitting down next to him. "Is Sasuke-kun alright?" She asked, twirling the two flowers in her grip absent-mindedly. Well, from her tone, Naruto could tell her true question was that 'Is it alright to see Sasuke right now?' And his head drooped as he answered it with a shrug.

The pink haired-girl replied soundlessly with her mouth forming a small 'o' shape. And she sighed again. She wished she knew what had happened with the mission, she wished that she had been there to help but no, she had to be happened to be on another mission and it was just this morning that she had just heard the news.

Yet Naruto was quite positive that it was better she didn't know the whole story. That would do her no good. Even though Sakura had toughened up all these years, she was, after all, still very devoted to Sasuke.

A sweet fragrance touched his nostrils and Naruto looked up again to see Sakura waving one of her flowers in front of him. The pink shade of its petals reminded him of Sakura's hair only a little bit lighter. "Sakura-chan?"

"This one is for you, Naruto." She smiled. "Thanks for bringing Sasuke-kun back."

"…It was nothing. He helped me so I just helped him back." He replied. "The other one is for Sasuke, right?"

"Yes. Thank you, anyway." Sakura leant back against the door and let out her third sigh. "And you know what, I'm kinda jealous."

Cerulean eyes widened slightly as he heard that. "Jealous of what?"

"Well, I don't know if you've noticed this before or not but…" She turned to look at her teammate straight in the eyes. "You're the only one Sasuke-kun cares to listen to even if he doesn't seem like it."

The words rang in the boy's ears over and over again and the boy was silent as if in trance as Sakura continued:

"If you were a girl, I think you would be a really tough rival. Ah well…that sounds awfully stupid. Forget it." She patted him on the shoulder and stood up.

"You're leaving?"

"Well, yeah." Even if she were to stay any longer, she didn't think it would help. She'd better leave. Many emotions swarmed in her beautiful emerald eyes but she held them back with a smile so much like Naruto's when he spoke to Sasuke earlier as she waved him goodbye. "Please take care of Sasuke-kun. Don't let him do anything that's bad for himself. Bye."

Naruto watched her go, then looked back at the flowers in his grip.

If you were a girl, I think you would be a really tough rival.

He had denied it before, even confirming it to himself but…

What if I really do love Sasuke, Sakura-chan?

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Sasuke turned the shower on, letting the hot spray of water soothe his aching muscles as his hand took a tight grip on the iron bar to balance himself in case his knees chose to betray him. He closed his eyes. The sound of the water hitting the tub was so loud that it prevented his jumbled thoughts to order. It was good for him, though, for he wouldn't have to suffer from another mental breakdown. And hell, if someone were needed to be sent to an asylum, he'd rather it be Naruto.

That way he could visit him every day and brought him his favorite ramen despite the large notice saying 'Do not feed the animal' posted there.

At that, his lips curved into a twisted smile. Well, at least, he still had his sense of humor despite it being wicked and not funny. He knew Naruto was worry and he just had to be an ass. His hand reached for the shampoo bottle and poured some into his palm. Its cool scent was nice and relaxing and he decided that he liked it. Maybe he should buy himself this brand next time…

He began messaging his scalp while trying to comb the tangles out of his hair with his fingers. For once he wondered why he had let his hair grow so long and never bothered to cut it. He used to be proud of it but the real reason? Even he himself couldn't answer it.

Yet as he continued to work on his long hair, he started to feel that his fingers weren't his own as they ran along the length of each locks. Obsidian eyes suddenly turned red as soon as they snapped open as the boy whirled around to look behind him.

No one was there.

Endless stream of water ran down the boy's body, cleansing away the shampoo as the white froths followed the water down into the pitch-black drain. And blood-red eyes widened at the dull reflection he saw on the shiny surface of the white wall. Sasuke smirked. A bitter smirk meant to mock himself and his own stupid oblivion.

With his long hair, he looked like an exact replica of Itachi.

"You're mine, little brother."

…Maybe you're right brother. You're always right.

His eyes then caught the sight of a pair of scissors being kept near the sink…

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Naruto reentered the room and found that Sasuke had already left the bed. He shook his head and placed Sakura's flower—the one for Sasukein the vase. As for his flower, he hesitated a bit before putting it in the vase next to Sasuke's. He would pick it back after he finished dealing with the Ice Prince.

His ears then caught the sound of water running. Naruto considered waiting for Sasuke to come out yet his traitorous feet had already taken him to stand in front of the bathroom. Swallowing a lump in his throat, the blond kitsune knocked.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

No answer.

Naruto frowned and knocked again.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

"Sasuke?"

Still, no answer.

"Don't let him do anything that's bad for himself."

The blond boy felt his heart skip a beat. Hell, that bastard shouldn't get any idea of committing suicide! He'd better not!

Without any permission, Naruto unlocked the door with the spare key, mentally thanking Tsunade for reminding him to get one and barged in. And as soon as he saw Sasuke with scissors, he immediately jumped at him. "What the hell are you doing?" The blond boy yelled.

Sasuke's eyes widened at the sudden attack as they both fell back hitting the cold floor with a loud thud.

TBC

Well, that was all for this chapter. Some Sasuke/Naruto moments and Sakura was here also. You know, after reading those new manga chapters, I think she deserves some credits. Despite me being a crazed yaoi fangirl, I could never hate her.

Review will be greatly appreciated. Thank you for everyone's support. (I think this story will be finally finished within next two or three chapters.)