Darkness… Emptiness… Void… Nothingness… Pain… Uselessness… Depression… Yearning… Hurting… Naruto has his eyes closed, soaring in an empty darkness that surrounds him, slowly sinking, drifting. I don't want to move… Why should I… It's not worth it… Nothing is worth it… Cuss there is nothing there really… Just endless emptiness… I don't want to think… Don't want to feel… I'm just… Numb… I don't want to die… No… I don't want anything… But… This isn't living either… is it..? Slowly Naruto opens his eyes, staring into the everlasting darkness, his eyes half lidded, unfocused. Sasuke… You nearly kill me… But then save me… Only to kill me again… Sasuke… Bastard… How I hate you. Yet… How I yearn for you… Naruto's eyes slowly close again, willingly letting himself get swallowed by darkness.

Dark skeleton hands touch tanned skin, hands that pull him down, scratching his flesh open. Bleeding from the inside the scars let the blood flow out, letting it go. The blood accompanied by the pain flows away. Leaving him to feel nothing but numb.

Let it go… The voices whisper and Naruto relaxes to their touch. Let it all go…

Let it all go… Naruto thinks. Let Sasuke… go… Naruto's breath gets slower and slower. His muscles are relaxed. Feeling everything slow down. Slower and slower. Until it stops…

Wait... No… I don't… I don't want to let him go..! Suddenly Naruto's heart beats faster, stronger. His breath quickens, his muscles tense. Sasuke… Sa-Sasuke..!

Skeleton hands retreat from his body, to be replaced by two pale ones. Sasuke… The pale hands move over Naruto's stomach, while Naruto keeps moaning the name of the one he can't let go. Sasuke..! He feels those hands roam all over his chest and stomach, slowly, so slowly one of them goes down to softly, gently strike the blonds member. Sasuke. Naruto keeps his eyes closed as he thrusts his hips up, the hand takes a hold of the blonds quickly hardening member and starts to stroke it up and down, faster and faster. Sasuke! Tears sting in the blonds eyes remembering, hearing his raven whisper in his ear.

Naruto… A voice so low, so sexy, seducing, hot, like only Sasuke can say it.

Sasuke! Sa-ha- Naruto whispers and groans as the hand goes faster and faster, remembering how it felt when Sasuke's lips sucked his neck, his pulse. Ah.. Sasuke! How his hands would move. Ngh- S-Sa- mor- How those lips felt against his. Ah- Close… Sa- How incredible it felt when Sasuke dominated him. Sasu- kehhhh!

Naruto opens his eyes slowly and looks at the sealing for a bit, as he recovers his breath, before he sighs deeply and looks down at his cum covered hand and still hard cock. He quietly goes to the bathroom where he turns on the shower. Stepping inside he looks at the white cum that flows away with the water. Damn it… Naruto thinks as he leans with his head against the wall of the shower, his chest tightening, his broken heart beating painfully. Damn it… A sob shocks his body, and another, and another. Sasuke!

A week has already passed since the two had last spoken. Naruto yearns desperately for his dark haired lover, but not wanting or knowing how to apologize and make up, he keeps away from Sasuke. No matter how much he wants to, how much he yearns to, he can't undo what he had started.

"Damn it!" Sasuke curses as he throws another ball of paper over his shoulder, another sketch failed. "Fuck it… Fuck it all!"

Sasuke shouts enraged as he throws his research books of his desk on the ground, pulling along a metal box of pencils. With a lot of noise it lends on the ground just as the door opens.

"Sasuke?" Itachi asks worriedly. It is late in the evening in the Uchiha residence, Itachi having taken the evening of to work at home. He had noticed that Sasuke's behavior lately seemed a little bit off.

For the past week Sasuke has been feeling emotionally unstable. One moment feeling so empty, the next yearning for his blond so fiercely, only to have that fire burn in his rage, next thing he knows it he doesn't feel like doing his best for anything anymore. And it doesn't matter whether he throws himself on his school work or on his art work, always he keeps seeing his blond. His hands draw him when he takes up a pencil, in class he has a hard time taking his eyes of his dobe. He wants to just take him back in to his arms again, make sure he is his only, but he knows he can't. Naruto accused him of sleeping around, as if Sasuke didn't care about his life, while, in all honesty, he does. Hadn't he already proven that by calling an ambulance and paying for the surgery? And he did apologize for it… Sort of… Or was saying that he didn't intend to go so far not enough? Not to mention he had told Naruto his darkest secret. Even all those prodding therapists, and even his own beloved brother, he didn't tell. But to Naruto he had. To Naruto he had shown his tears. With Naruto he had done the most intimate and personal thing anyone could do with someone else. It was Naruto who had managed to get behind his walls, while he had sworn nobody, aside from his brother, ever would again. So he would never feel the pain of that loss again. And yet, Naruto had just given him just that. What's worse is that Naruto still walks around in his everyday life. And one day he might become someone else's…

Sasuke clenches his fists as he closes his eyes tightly, feeling the rage of jealousy at the thought of his blond belonging to someone else.

"Little brother, talk to me." Itachi says, alarmed by seeing Sasuke so agitated.

"It's nothing okay!" Sasuke shouts, looking at Itachi as he sways with his arm. "It's really nothing for you to worry about." Sasuke walks over to his bed, sitting on it he presses his palms to his eyes, willing the tears away that threaten to spill.

"I would be less worried if you trusted me again and explained to me what is bothering you so." Itachi says calmly as he sits down next to his younger brother. It remains silent for a while.

"I…" Sasuke softly says with a trembling voice. "I did some really stupid things, nii-san…" Itachi nods silently, waiting for the rest. Sasuke dries his eyes. Having made up his mind for he can no longer keep it in. He no longer wants to lie to his brother. "There is this guy in my class. Naruto. He's… His parents are from Japan and I… I got so angry every time I saw him. He's from the country that took mother and father away from us. A-and I did some really bad things to him, nii-san…" Sasuke swallows before he continues, not daring to look his brother in the eye out of fear of the expression he might see. "He's… A masochist. He wanted me to… hurt him." Swaying with his hand he made it a trivial thing. "But one day I went too far…" Sasuke closes his eyes stiff, remembering the fear of losing his blond and knowing that now he truly has, makes it hard to breath.

"Sasuke…" Itachi says, his voice filled with sorrow for the pain his little brother is clearly in.

"I-I didn't intend to… I really didn't! He fell with his head on the ground and… He just wouldn't wake up even though I kept calling his name. And that was when I realized that I d-didn't want to lose him even though Itold himthat Ididn'tcare w-whenheasked meIf-f Idid… A-and.. .And…"

"Calm down, Sasuke." Itachi shushes calmly while holding his trembling brother close.

"I swear I didn't intent to go that far! It was just such a bad day, the project gone bad… We couldn't go to the exhibition… Principal wouldn't leave me alone… Tsk-" Sasuke tries to breath calmly as he wipes his tears away.

"I know, Sasuke." Itachi says calmly, knowing he has to ask, he has to know. "Did he… Naruto, did he die..?"

"N-no…" Sasuke answers quietly. "I called for an ambulance, paid for the surgery… But after… about a week later we talked." Seeming to have calmed down, Itachi lets go of Sasuke who moves a little bit, looking at the ground as he continues for he knows the hardest part has yet to come. "We… uh… We got close… We talked about what had happened… Told him things I would not easily talk about…" Sasuke sighs and swallows before he continues. "W-we lost our virginity to one another that night. And when his parents went away we often went to his house… But then… Uhm… They came back earlier than expected…" Glancing sideways Sasuke can see Itachi has a sympathetic pained expression on his face.

"Did they walk in on you two?"

"Gheh… Ah-almost." Feeling his cheeks burn he scratches one of them while looking away again. "Naruto is a masochist. I could only just get dressed and ran away but… They did find Naruto like that and apparently the conversation that followed wasn't a pleasant one…" Sasuke and Itachi's smiles had faded and Sasuke sighs before he continues. "Naruto called me out that night… Blaming me for what happened. But the worst part was that he accused me of sleeping around and that he was probably just a number or something! While I did save him! Granted, I did nearly kill him first, but I did save him. And… Well, it might not have been a normal relationship or something. But… It does feel like a break up…"

"Do you love him?" Itachi asks and Sasuke sighs as he lets himself fall back on his bed.

"I don't know." The younger raven answers honestly while looking at the ceiling, arms folded behind his head. "I think I do… It was too short a relationship to tell…"

"Foolish little brother. You know that what you had was not a real relationship. Normally people get to know each other first before making out so often."

"We did get to know each other first." Sasuke retorts. "We told each other some of the crap that we've both been through. True, we made out that same night, but we did get to know each other before that." Sasuke sits up, a cocky grin on his face, on which Itachi shakes his head but smiles.

"Even so, I do not think that it would have worked out well. In a relationship two people should be equals to one another. Masochistic behavior only encouraged your sadistic behavior. It's not healthy Sasuke, for neither of you." Sasuke looks down at his brothers words.

"It's not like I like it to be a sadist or anything! I didn't ask for it to feel so angry all the time!" Sasuke closes his stiff feeling that familiar anger courses through him.

"I know that, Sasuke. And I am not blaming you. I blame myself that I neglected you. Again. Even after what the last therapist had said and things went better. Again I have been so caught up in work that I didn't notice what you were going through…" Itachi says solemnly on which Sasuke looks up, determination in his eyes.

"Itachi, I am not a kid anymore." He says. "I'm nearly twenty and still I'm struggling so much with this… But I shouldn't expect it from you to solve this. I have to learn to deal with my own problems."

"Sasuke…" Itachi sighs before he lays a hand on Sasuke's cheek. "You stopped being a child a very long time ago. And even though the company was my responsibility, so were you. I used to be able to read my little brother so clearly, yet it seems I let us grow apart. "

"It's not your fault, Nii-san." Sasuke replies, smiling a little bit to try to lighten the mood. "You've got so many responsibilities. Troubling you with my problems isn't gonna help us. I already regret that I told-"

"Sasuke." Itachi interrupts sternly. "I am glad you told me. Though I want to give you your space, I do not like it when you keep secrets and your troubles to yourself. You were not the only one talking to that therapist."

"What do you mean?" Sasuke asks surprised, they never talked about this before. Itachi sighs and leans back on the bed, arms folded behind his head.

"You have no idea how scared I got when she told me there was a possibility I might one day find a note from you saying good bye and that you'd just be gone all of a sudden…"

"That is stupid." Sasuke answers, surprised and shocked that his brother would think he would commit suicide. Sure he was down and didn't care about a lot of things anymore but he would never wish to cause his brother such grief. "I would never do that."

"Perhaps. But I wasn't willing to take the risk. It opened my eyes to the fact that I could still lose you to…" Itachi closes his eyes, feeling that familiar pain in his chest when he thinks about the time they lost their parents.

"Itachi…" Sasuke says, looking down while it remains silent for a bit. He had never realized that he could cause his brother such fear. His brother was the anchor in his life. He was like peace and calm itself. He must have been really worried. Uchiha's do not talk about their feelings easily, ever since the therapist encouraged them to talk more they started to do that. But ever since those sessions ended years ago, they somehow went back to the old stoic Uchiha behavior. It has been a very long time since they talked like this and Sasuke had not realized he had missed it this much.

"We've got to find a solution for this though. Not just for your problem, but for mine to. Work is asking too much of me and lately I feel that if it continues this way I might not be able to keep up with all the expectations…" Itachi sighs and opens his eyes again, staring at the ceiling. Sasuke lays down next to his brother, arms folded behind his head he mimics his brothers position.

"Any ideas?" Sasuke asks after a bit.

"Well. We've got to do something about your sadistic behavior and-"

"You're not gonna drag me to some therapist again, you know by now that won't work." Sasuke interrupts agitated.

"The last one did." Itachi states matter-of-factly. "But no that was not what I was thinking about. Your sadistic behavior mainly comes from your anger. So I was thinking that, instead of firing it at Naruto, you might use that fire for something like material arts classes."

"Hnnn…" Sasuke closes his eyes as he thinks it over. I will be quite busy if I do that… But that might keep my head from a certain dobe though… "You know that won't be enough."

"Indeed, not for the both of us. So, I have been thinking about this for a while. An old friend we both know pretty well, I might promote him to be a 'second in command' or something like that." Sasuke looks questioningly at his brother. He had never heard of such a position within the Uchiha company before. "It is a new position, I know. I'll probably be needing permission, but as the head of the company I am authorized to create a new position when needed. At this rate we will be able to share the burden some more and I'll have more time to spend with you."

"That would be nice…" The brothers smile at one another for a bit before looking up again. Feeling uneasy, Sasuke can't help but ask. His brothers reaction wasn't all that clear yet. "So… You really don't mind… That I'm… not into girls..?" Sasuke looks away, waiting his brothers reaction on the news that his little brother is gay. With a sigh Itachi sits up again and Sasuke reluctantly follows.

"Sasuke you're my little brother. I want you to be happy and that you follow your heart." They look at each other and holding Sasuke's head they touch foreheads. "Just know, that no matter where you go from here on out, I will always love you. And I will always be there for you." Sasuke smiles at the warm words, closing his eyes as he feels the tears sting in them. Having been neglected by his brother for so long, even though they used to be so close, these words mean more to him than any day out they could have had. To be loved, needed and appreciated. Every soul needs to feel that every now and then. To know that they matter. To know that they belong.

To be continued…

And now Itachi knows everything. 3

I hope you guys didn't find this chapter too long or something.

Anyway, I got a lot very kind comments on the last part. I thank you all so much for the sweet words for this story as well as me.

(I'm doing okay, in case any of you wanted to know. Got now a lot more free time to be writing this story, though I'm kinda struggling with inspiration. So if any of you have some tips or wishes, please do tell me!)

In the next part, a new character will join the story. Who oh who could it be? Dear fans make your bets, make your guesses! Let us see who gets it right! what role will that character play? Any of you who dares to say? Take achance, place a bet, make a guess! And you'll totally make my day! ^.^ XD

Next part: Run to the other side of reality.