Chapter 6

Authors note: I don't know when I'm going to end this, or how, for that matter. So I might keep it going for a couple more chapters or so…

Beta: Hey my bitch! XD Love you Dezi-chan 3 love my birthday present too! And you might get this a little late because I might post this, weeks after my birthday hahaha

I didn't get it beta'd, I'll get it beta'd afterwards, I know you're busy Dezi and I'm too eager, I gotta post this now! XD

This chapter is dedicated to my good friend and colleague, Jason! I love you man!

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Sasuke stared at his brother, hate and annoyance etched into his expression. He ground his teeth together to stop from cursing and moving away from his brother and Orochimaru's lust filled looks.

Itachi's arm was wrapped possessively around Sasuke's waist, the other holding his martini to pale lips. Sasuke stared at his hands that were in his lap, telling himself to calm down. He wasn't a piece of meat, to be stared at and groped!

Sighing softly he heard Orochimaru breathe, and then he spoke. "Itachi-kun, I have an open space for the night, I need someone to fill it; someone who knows how to sing," he purred, ashen finger trailing over the edge of his glass, his other hand holding his head up as he smiled indulgently at Sasuke.

Itachi leaned back, placing his drink on the table. His fingers brushed against Sasuke's shoulder every now and again, making the boy shudder at the gentle almost caring touch. "What are you proposing I do, Orochimaru?" Itachi asked smoothly, his voice like silk.

Orochimaru raised an eyebrow, "Sasuke is the perfect candidate. He can sing and he looks good." He commented, smiling albeit creepily at Sasuke.

"He'll look just like his brother when you used to go on stage for me."

Sasuke was surprised. His brother used to go on stage for Orochimaru? His brother could sing?

He could still feel those cold hands around him…shuddering, he shook his head. "You wish Sasuke to be on your stage." Itachi summarized, watching Orochimaru intently. The snake-like man nodded his head, "What do you say?" He asked evenly.

Itachi nodded, "Indeed." He said, before finishing his drink quickly. "Is there any specific song you want him to sing?" Itachi asked, slowly standing up.

Orochimaru leered at Sasuke, eyeing him up with his snake-like eyes. "Sasuke, you have 5 hours to write lyrics for a song and remember, it has to be rock though I doubt you'd write or listen to anything but rock." Orochimaru sneered, getting up and nodding his head before leaving.

Sasuke's eye twitched…5 hours to make lyrics and go on stage with them!

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Oh yes! He had broken all of his records! He had made the best lyrics, ever! Within three hours time! Oh yes was he proud! And the lyrics were all about his brother fucking up him and his life!

Now all he had to do was, wait for the concert…thing to start! He had already been dressed and his hair and make up had been sorted out. He was wearing tight black leather trousers, a black fish net top that was blatantly gauzy, black DR. Martins that stopped just below his knees, a little mascara and black jewelry.

He hated waiting with a passion, he really did! He sighed in frustration; he had about one more hour left.

He tensed up when he felt warm breath on the nape of his neck, strong arms closing around his waist as he was pulled backwards onto the bed. He squirmed silently, but knew there was no use.

"You're looking ravishing." A dark voice murmured against the shell of his ear, making him shiver. Sasuke scowled, right, he thought he looked more like a fucking goth-whore!

But of course, his brother probably liked that!

"I have to be getting to the stage." He stated, trying to get out of his brother's hold. The arms around him tightened a fraction, and he felt warm lips brush against the side of his neck before the arms left him, making Sasuke feel cold.

He scolded himself, what was he thinking! He didn't like being held by his brother, it was just…just his body! Yes! His body was betraying him once again!

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Lights flashed, and then they were gone, except one; the one that Sasuke was under. His dark eyes roved over the crowd, he was looking for a certain someone. He found him sitting in the front row with Orochimaru, as soon as they locked gazes, Itachi rose an eyebrow.

The crowd was staring at him, waiting. "This song, is dedicated to someone out there…" He trailed off, his deep, husky voice making the crowed murmur.

The background music started up, making him nod his head a little to the beat. And then the drums started, just a little longer…

Walking
Waiting
Alone without a care
Hoping
And hating
Things that I can't bear

He started to sing, a dark murmur, making the crowd grow excited, watching hi9m with a dark fascination.

All the while, he stared deeply into Itachi's eyes, his own eyes hateful.

Did you think it's cool
To walk right up
To take my life
And fuck it up
Well did you?
Well did you?

His voice started to pick up in velocity, his hate – and maybe something more – obvious in his eyes.

I see hell in your eyes
Taken in by surprise(surprise)
Touching you makes me feel alive
Touching you makes me die inside

He watched as Itachi slowly smirked, his eyes narrowing. He held onto the microphone as sweat beaded down his forehead. He was lost, lost in the music, lost in Itachi's eyes, lost in the crowd of swaying bodies, sweat pouring off of them, the air humid. But all of them, they didn't care, they probably wouldn't have noticed if someone had died.

Sasuke didn't think he would have noticed either.

Walking, Waiting
Alone without a care
Hoping
And hating
Things that I can't bear

Did you think it's cool
To walk right up
To take my life
And fuck it up
Well did you?

I hate you!

Yes, this song was made solely for Itachi. For his love and hate, his lust, desire, scornful desire of course…he hated but loved everything Itachi did to him.

Perhaps he was a little mental, but it was sinful and not right. That made it even more exciting, even, even though his brother had killed his family.

No!

I see hell in your eyes
Taken in by surprise
And touching you makes me feel alive
Touching you makes me die inside

I've slept so long without you
It's tearing me apart too
How'd it get this far
Playing games with this old heart
I've killed a million petty souls
But I couldn't kill you

His brother deserved to die; he deserved to – to be hurt! He had fucked Sasuke up royally!

But at that moment, Sasuke didn't care.

I've slept so long without you

I see hell in your eyes
Taken in by surprise
Touching you makes me feel alive
Touching you makes me die inside

Sasuke slowly trailed off with the music, stopping completely, catching his breath. Really, that had made him feel alive.

The crowed screamed and waved and went mental. Sasuke slowly smirked, his eyes twinkling with a murky amusement.

"You want more?" His voice was hoarse, dark, and unbearably desirable in someone's eyes.

They screamed more, and Sasuke shook his head, sauntering off stage.

As soon as he got backstage, he leaned against the nearest wall, panting, eyes half lidded. He quickly moved over to his table, taking the water and quickly gulping it down.

That had definitely made Sasuke feel alive. Still, as he walked back to bar area, ordering a shot of vodka, he dreaded seeing Itachi, but was also excited.

He wanted to see what Itachi's reaction would be, but dreaded his actions. He had saw the lust in Itachi's eyes, the lust he had let Sasuke see.

Knocking back the drink, he walked over to the table Itachi was at, sitting down next to his brother.

Orochimaru was nowhere in site, and Sasuke was happy for that. He looked down and noticed Itachi had already ordered him a drink, though, he didn't know what the fuck it was.

Already, he felt that warm feeling curling around his insides from the vodka.

He never could handle his drink.

He looked at his brother, and then looked away. His brother was staring at him, and it made him uncomfortable. And then, Itachi got up, drinking the rest of his martini before turning away. "Come on," he murmured, walking away.

Sasuke stood up, chills running down his spine, something told him, his brother was going to get what he wanted tonight.

Authors note: I'm quite proud of that! Definite lemon in the next chapter! XD thank you to all reviewers I love you! Thanks Jason for reading!