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Summary: Why does not Sasuke call Itachi oni-chan?
CHAPTER III- Oni-chan
Uchiha Sasuke was fixing his polo shirt that evening while a red headed guy watched him. Sasuke was facing a cabinet while the other silent one was sitting on the bed. The guy, named Gaara, moved his gaze to his clothes on the floor and then looked up to Sasuke once again. He shoved the bed sheet and got a wallet where he pulled out three one thousand bills.
Sasuke, now dressed up, faced him and looked at the money under a dim moonlight. "Take out is a lot more expensive." He shrugged and crossed his arms.
The silent Gaara pulled out two more bills and handed the total to the mischievous raven head. A sly smile crossed the face of the Uchiha and then took the money.
"I should have had second thoughts of doing this." Gaara suddenly concluded after much silence. "Hyuuga is known for his jealousy."
"There's no problem with that." Sasuke replied. "I can fix him with a or two."
The other man did not reply afterwards, instead he stole a kiss before leading the Uchiha out of the apartment.
Sasuke walked along the road that midnight. The nightclubs and other bars were still being flocked by a lot of entertainers and people who wanted to be entertained. He stopped for a moment at a certain bar and sighed. It was the bar where he left Sakura out of a sudden. He wanted to toy with the innocent girl who seemed to be losing her sense of being demure, but there was a hindrance which he did not know.
After much pondering on what that hindrance might had be, he moved on, walking briskly to the farther side of the road. The noise of the lively bars trailed away as he neared the church where he occasionally went into. It was not yet closed. Good. He simply stepped up the short staircase and went in.
As usual, there was no one there and the sacristans were already closing some windows and rails. The confession box, however, remained occupied by the same concerned priest Sasuke loved to see. The Uchiha moved into the small place that he felt, was his second home.
"Father, that's really nice of you to wait for me." Sasuke crossed his legs and propped his head against interlaced fingers.
"I know you'd always come." The priest replied with an air of concern.
"Well, I can say that I have not missed a night for these past four years." Sasuke paused for a while and then added, "There's something missing whenever I have lied down knowing I have not yet confessed."
The priest nodded and replied, "I'm listening, son."
Sasuke pretended to think for some seconds and then spoke. "I am having an affair with this guy named Gaara. He seemed innocent at first but I was surprised to know that he's actually good—if you know what I mean, Father."
The priest chose not to reply.
"And… I am quite uneasy with something yet I do not know what it is. It pushes me to do risky things—like taking the virginity of a certain girl… if ever she's still a virgin."
"Okay…" The priest nodded.
"That's all for now Father." Sasuke finally said and waited silently.
"My son, you should be really careful with yourself. Pray Two Our Father and one Glory Be."
"Thank you Father." The Uchiha, for some reason, did not smirk or did not make a gesture of coolness. Instead, he simply walked out of the box and went out of the silent church. He was about to step down the stairs when he heard a voice he wanted yet dreaded to hear.
"Sasuke…"
Sasuke froze for a second or two and then turned to see the man standing by the church doors. "I-Itachi."
The older Uchiha moved from the dark spot and approached the younger. "I knew you'd be here."
Itachi did not get a reply from Sasuke who was still looking at him.
"Are you not happy to see me?"
"Itachi, why are you here?"
"Still hostile?"
"Hn." Sasuke turned away.
"I heard that you are good to strangers… why are you not good to your own brother?"
Uchiha Sasuke lost his sense of seduction and slyness. "What do you want?"
"I just dropped by to check on you before I go to the next city." Itachi replied; the cold expression read between the lines.
Sasuke looked at the now empty road and then motioned a nearing cab to stop. The two Uchihas moved into the car, heading to the apartment of the younger.
The apartment was only five minutes from the church. Sasuke's room was at the third floor with an over view of the city. It had been empty for three days already but it looked very much used. The two went in and took off their coats.
Itachi sat on a single sofa chair and watched Sasuke get two cans of soda from the refrigerator. The younger threw one of the sodas to his brother and sat on his bed. "Don't tell me you're going to sleep here as well."
Itachi just looked at him. His eyes expressed the word yes.
Sasuke finished the soda and threw it in the trash can. He took a shower and changed his clothes in the bath room. Itachi, on the other hand, just watched his brother move through a blurry glass on the bathroom door. He moved his gaze to the balcony and went there.
Sasuke was somehow irritated but he went out anyway. He looked around—no sign of Itachi. Maybe he left right away. He thought and ran his towel over his wet luscious raven hair. He walked silently towards the bed to sleep when a figure pushed him against the bed and began kissing him.
Sasuke first pushed the attacker away but soon was drowned by the hungry kisses he received. He closed his eyes and opened them again, seeing Itachi on top of him… his red attractive eyes engulfing him into temptation.
Itachi whispered his name. Sasuke gulped and watched every move…
It was the same…. Four years ago…
"Sasuke," Itachi moved his lovely red gaze on his fourteen-year-old brother who had developed a certain mien of coolness. He was attractive… he was sexy… he was Sasuke. "Why are you still awake?"
Sasuke just crossed his arms and sat on Itachi's bed. "You promised to teach me how to activate my Sharingan permanently."
Itachi looked at him with blankness which perfectly embraced his personality. "Is that so, Sasuke?"
"Oni-chan?" he questioned.
Itachi did not speak; instead, he approached his brother and ran his index finger against Sasuke's cheek. Stop it Itachi. A mental note flashed in Itachi's mind.
"Sasuke, trust me." He said and pushed Sasuke down on the bed.
The younger obliged and felt uneasy warmth as Itachi cleared him of his clothes. They kissed—he did not fight back. There was an attraction which drew them together. It was not just love… it was incest…
"Oni-chan—"
"Trust me Sasuke… this might hurt a bit." Itachi whispered against his ear.
"Oni-chan!" Sasuke felt a slow pain-pleasure feeling.
"Stop! It hurts! Oni-chan—"
"Sasuke…"
"I can't—"
"Trust me…"
"Oni-chan!"
"…"
"Shit!"
"Sasuke—"
"ITACHI!"
Sasuke's eyes rounded. That memory haunted his waking days for four years. He heard his clear shouts and pleas as if they were just yesterday. He was panting… sweaty… and hot. Itachi was still over him and he felt that he had himself in Sasuke.
"Shit…" Sasuke muttered gripped on the bed sheet.
"Sasuke," someone brought him out of his slumber. His onyx eyes slowly adapted to the lamp shade light as he looked at the man standing beside his bed.
"Itachi, what—"
"I'm leaving." There came the reply Sasuke wanted to hear.
Sasuke sat up and watched his brother fix his clothing.
"Your lover called you for about ten times." Itachi threw him the cellular phone which belonged to Sasuke. The younger Uchiha looked at the time… two a.m. There were about five messages and ten missed calls. He looked at the messages and sighed heavily:
"Sasuke, are you going home late?"
"Sasuke, pick up the phone."
"Where are you?"
"I called you. Where are you?"
"Sasuke… don't tell me you're going to sleep with someone else tonight. Call me."
Neji… the jealous man. Sasuke shook his head and placed the phone down.
"I'll see you next time then." Itachi brought Sasuke's attention back to him.
"Don't even think about it." the younger grumbled silently.
The older did not reply and left.
"ITACHI!"
That shout still rang in his head… the very first time he called his oni-chan by his name. It was caused by pain… the pain which kept him walking on this fleeting time.
The school was unusually hostile to Haruno Sakura that morning. Girls shot her dagger looks while some gave her a disgusted gesture. Sakura, being smart and all, decided not to take heed of the sudden change of the atmosphere. She walked past them until she saw her best friend, Ino.
"Ino-chan, good thing you're here—"
"How dare you talk to me?" Ino replied with the same coldness.
Sakura was shocked to hear that from the blonde. "Ino I don't know—"
"You don't know?" another female interrupted. "Bitch."
That word made Sakura jerk. "What did you just call me!"
"Do you want me to repeat the statement again?" the same girl snarled.
"Oh, Miss Perfect, don't play perfect anymore. Have you not seen your photos?" the same three girls who brought her to the bar, went into the scene and grinned.
"What photos—?"
"Here!" another girl threw five pictures right at her face. Sakura looked at the pictures and she clasped her hands on her mouth in shock.
The five photos showed that she was in the bar. They also showed that she went into one of what were known as "love rooms" where entertainers bond with their clients.
"You're disgusting." One of the irritating three girls snapped.
"You brought me there!" Sakura had the urge to protect her name.
"So now you're accusing us of initiating your dirty imperfect act!" one of the three yelled.
"Why are you doing this!"
"Doing what Miss Haruno?"
Sakura flushed. In an uncontrolled speed, she slapped the girl hard on the cheek.
"BITCH!" the one who was slapped shouted and was about to hit the pink beauty when…
"What are you doing?" a famous adored was heard at the same time, a strong hand caught the girl's wrist.
"S-Sasuke?" the assailant blushed furiously and tugged her hand back. "We were just having a talk—"
Sasuke looked at Sakura whose attention was transferred to him. "A talk? And you're going to hit her?"
All the surrounding girls went pink.
"I didn't mean it! It was her fault! She accused me of—"
"You did bring me to that bar." Sakura retaliated—tears making her eyes twinkle but she remained strong. "You know you did! Why are you doing this to me?"
The three girls looked at each other and eyed the people around.
"Oh, that?" Sasuke suddenly spoke and turned to the three. "I asked the three of you to bring Haruno to that bar right?"
The three couldn't resist but nod.
"What's wrong with bringing my Haruno in the love room if I was waiting for her there? Does that immediately mean that something happened? Or I bet you don't believe me."
"N-no Sasuke, it's true, it's true!" one of the three girls nodded frantically. "W-we brought her there!"
Sakura looked at Sasuke who was looking cool and superior over his fans.
The onlookers murmured and looked at the three girls who were now doubted by everyone.
"Now is there any problem?" The Uchiha asked.
"N-no more S-Sasuke…" the three immediately bowed to Sakura and left in a jiffy. The other girls asked for forgiveness before leaving.
The two, the damsel in distress and the savior, were left in the corridor. "Thank you." Sakura said after some seconds. "But did you really tell them—"
"Of course not, Haruno." Sasuke smirked. "Sorry about last night."
Sakura dried her eyes and weakly smiled. "Perhaps I should thank you as well for not continuing it."
The Uchiha raised his brow and a sly smile crossed his face. "Really?"
Haruno reddened. "What do you mean by that!"
The other shrugged.
"Pervert!" SMACK! Sakura hit at his right cheek with a strong punch.
"Shit!" Sasuke massaged his cheek and glanced at the pink faced damsel. "Hey, I just saved your reputation."
"As if I could not save myself!"
"Really? Can you?" Sasuke moved his face closer to the girl. "You look real cute when you're angry."
There was another minute of silence.
"Caught you there. I'm kidding Haruno." Sasuke coolly smirked and walked off.
"I hate you Sasuke!" she cried and sped to her next class which was, unluckily, Anatomy.
"Class," their Anatomy teacher said before starting the lesson, "let me just remind you that tonight would be a school dance. If you are to attend, you must wear formal attire and please bring your ticket as well."
The class became noisy after the statement. They began asking themselves who their partners were and what they planned to do afterwards. Sakura clapped her palm on her forehead. How could I forget the dance? She looked at Lee who was looking at her as well. I already said no to his offer. She looked at Naruto who was eating and hiding at the same time. No way. She sighed heavily and took a look at Sasuke who was currently reading something on a paper. Sasuke? The girls would kill me and it would be inappropriate if I'll ask him— She suddenly blushed at the thought of the kiss.
"Now, class, turn your books to page forty…" the teacher brought silence back in the room.
The Anatomy hour passed quickly as if it was only about twenty minutes. The class hurried out of the room while Sakura strolled behind. She was deep in thought that she did not see Sasuke blocking the door way. She bumped into him and she sent aback by the man.
"Oh, sorry Sasuke." She simply said and was about to pass when Sasuke moved to block her.
"I'm just going to ask you something."
Sakura's emerald eyes reflected a light of hope. She didn't know why but she expected him to say, "Would you be my partner in the dance?" Her lips slowly parted to say yes even if the expected words were not yet said.
"Will you…"
Come on… a few words more…
"…bring this with you? Just give it back to me the next Anatomy class." As soon as handing Sasuke's Anatomy notebook, he left Sakura standing in shock.
Will you…bring this with you? Just give it back to me the next Anatomy class. Her mind involuntarily compared the statement with: Will you be my partner in the dance? Haruno felt disappointed as she looked despicably at the notebook and opened it due to curiosity. To her surprise, there was a note there:
Will you be my partner in the dance?
-Uchiha
Needless to say, a heavenly smile crossed her face as she made her way to the next class.
END
I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Thank you for the reviews… they inspire me to write more! Um, this fic, by the way, is a mixed yaoi and normal pairing—though at the latter part, it's more of SakuraXSasuke. I understand that only a few appreciate this kind of story. Sorry for the confusion. Thank you and I hope to hear from you in the next chapter.