Title: Waste Of Breath
Title: Waste of Breath
Author: Kina-chan
Pairing: ItaSasu (one-sided), sorta NaruSasu
Warning: Language, Kinda Disturbing Detail, Minor to Major OOCness, Brief Account of Rape, Character Death
Chapter Rating: R
Word Count: 9,176
Summary: Sasuke is the lead singer to hit rock band, Okami Yokai. When Naruto and the gang win free tickets to see their next show, what will arise?
AN: Time skips indicated by (--), thoughts in italics, flashbacks and dreams indicated by (/--/).
Important AN: This is the last chapter of Waste of Breath but there will be a sequel. The sequel won't be started until after a few other stories have been updated. Within the next couple months the first chapter of the sequel should be out. Thank you all so much who have stuck with me through this story. And now on to the last chapter!
Chapter 10
Naruto sighs into the speaker of his cell phone. "Ino… please stop screaming or I'm going to hang up. You're giving me a headache."
"What?!" Comes the blondes screech.
"Just ignore her Naruto," comes Shikamaru's lazy and bored tone.
Naruto really hates being put on speaker. "It's kind of hard to do when she's screaming like that."
"Forget all that! Sasuke… is there any news on him," this time it's Sakura's worried voice.
Naruto glances over at the other occupants in the room. He bites his bottom lip before standing and leaving the room. He doesn't speak again until he's certain he's out of hearing range. "Not on him no… but we have a lead on who might have taken him."
"Who?!"
Naruto pushes his phone away from his ear and frowns. If Ino screamed on more time he was seriously going to hang up.
"Naruto?"
Said blond returns to his phone after hearing Haku's softer voice. "Restrain that banshee and then I'll talk."
There's grumbling heard on the other line before Ino promises to stay quiet.
Naruto doesn't believe her but sighs in defeat. "We think it has something to do with the Akatsuki gang."
He hears someone hiss. "Those guys are nothing but trouble."
The blond almost laughs. "Why am I not surprised you know of them Haku?"
"I don't know."
"Anyways, apparently… our sempai are in this gang." Naruto doesn't have to specifically say which sempai. "Also… they think Sasuke's brother is in the gang."
"Well isn't that just great?"
"I know. Unfortunately there's nothing we can do. The police have been looking for this gang for years and have never been able to find them. Iruka has some of his cop friends out looking but… it's kinda a hopeless situation unless we're contacted. We have no clues to go by except for some of the people in it being from here and our sempai's conversation a while ago."
"Man… this is such a drag."
Naruto almost laughs. That's Shikamaru for you. "Yeah. I swear I'm constantly afraid these people are either going to kill me or go commit suicide."
"I think it's sweet that the band is so close knit, ne?" Sakura says.
"That's one way of putting it. But I agree. Even that Suigetsu guy who's been a total bastard since the first time we all saw him is really worried." Naruto snickers. "Sasuke would so ride up his ass about that."
He hears Ino huff, her huffs are unique and unmistakable. "This is total bullshit. I can't believe that no one has seen anything or something, ya know? In cop shows there's always witnesses and stuff."
"Those are just shows Ino," Shikamaru answers in a slightly annoyed tone.
"That's true," Haku comments. "In real life things don't always go like that. Sometimes there are no witnesses and stuff."
Naruto stares up at the ceiling, biting his lip. "Hey guys, I'm gonna go. I'll call if we hear anything." He hangs up before anyone can protest.
"Are you sure you should be telling them everything?"
Naruto jumps and his head snaps to the side to see the redhead Gaara. "Jeeze… give me a heart attack why don't cha?"
Gaara leans against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest. His face is twisted into a displeased expression. "Why did you tell them so much?"
"They have a right to know."
"No they don't."
The blond sighs and runs a hand through his hair. "Listen… they're my friends. I'm going to tell them everything that happened eventually so why not now?"
Gaara's lips turn into a snarl. "To get bitchy with me. I'm not in the mood for your smartass remarks."
Naruto blinks before frowning. "I wasn't being bitchy and I'm not being a smartass. I was simply explaining why I told them."
"It's none of their fucking business."
Cerulean blue eyes roll heavenward before closing. "Whatever."
The air in the hallway is filled with tension thick enough to physically cut.
Naruto feels choked and he clears his throat nervously. "Listen… why don't we… what, call a truce? Why the hell are you mad at me anyways?"
Gaara snickers. "What? To pure to say 'pissed'?"
Naruto glares. "No. Now answer the question."
The redhead growls for a moment before glaring at the wall opposite them. "Because he's… messing around with you. Just like he's messing around with that damned drug dealer and that pedophile he claims is his boyfriend."
"Pedophile?"
Gaara smirks. "Yeah, Orochimaru. That guy is fucking sick. He's like, almost fifty or some shit like that. Although I do admit he looks to be about in his thirties or something but… still…" The redhead runs his fingers through his hair irritably. "Only reason I haven't castrated that man is because Kakashi said not to, and the only reason why Kakashi says not to is because Sasuke told him he's not having sex with him. Kakashi's so fucking gullible."
"So wait, let me get this straight, this Orochimaru guy is like… over thirty years older than Sasuke and Kakashi knows this but the only reason why they're… together is because Kakashi thinks they're not having sex but they are?" The blond blinks and rubs his neck. "That makes absolutely no sense. How could Kakashi not know?"
"Because Kakashi's fucking gullible. It wouldn't be the first older guy he's dated though. There was this one guy… I can't even remember his name now though, but he was about Oro's age and I know for a fact that they didn't have sex. Something about not pressuring Sasuke or some shit like that. I don't really know. I wouldn't even know that Sasuke's whoring himself out to Oro if I hadn't walked in on them."
Naruto shudders. "Sounds pleasant."
"I almost killed the son of a bitch then and there but Sasuke held me back and said he'd make me regret it if I touched his so-called "boyfriend"."
"And you believed him?"
"Sasuke has his ways. When he says he'll make you regret something you better believe he'll make you regret it with every fiber of your being." The redhead glares at the other. "Don't think that because I'm telling you all this means I like you. I still fucking hate you."
Naruto glares at the other before a sudden thought strikes him. "You're jealous. And not just of me, but the others too." He frowns. "But why? I thought you were the one that broke up with Sasuke."
"Don't kid yourself. I'm not jealous of any of you. If I really wanted Sasuke back I could have him in a heartbeat."
"But you can't, can you?"
"Fuck off."
Naruto grins suddenly and places his arms behind his head. A few minutes later he turns to the redhead. "Where'd that silver-headed guy run off to?"
"Who? Kabuto?" Gaara snorts. "He ran back to his master after the first concert we performed here. We were supposed to leave that night but Sasuke changed his mind."
"His master?"
"Guy works for Orochimaru. He followed Sasuke around like a lovesick puppy for three weeks all because his boss ordered him to."
Naruto nods. "What does Orochimaru do exactly? I mean, I heard he was some kinda porn seller but he kinda sounds like some mafia guy."
Gaara snorts. "Which job? His daytime job as said porn seller or his otherwise job of being Sasuke's Sugar Daddy?" He snickers at some private joke before shrugging. "I dunno. I don't know much about the guy besides what Sasuke tells me and what I've looked up on him. Although I did hear he was in some gang a while… back."
The blond looks over just in time to see the frown and questioning look before the redhead zips back into the Iruka's living room. Naruto follows shortly after and see the redhead arguing with Kakashi.
"Give me Sasuke's cell phone," Gaara growls.
"Why do you want it?" Kakashi growls back.
The redhead smirks. "'Cause I think I figured out a lead of Akatsuki."
Kakashi frowns and eyes the other wearily before handing over the small phone.
Gaara immediately turns on the phone and starts searching through Sasuke's address book. He smirks, turns the phone to speaker, and then dials a number.
"Who the fuck is this?"
The voice is low, husky, and dangerous. There's a slight hiss to it and the guy drawls out his "s" like he himself is hissing. It sends a shudder down Naruto's spine but his interest is piqued.
"How did you know this isn't Sasuke?" Gaara asks smoothly.
"I've been calling his cell for the last four days trying to get a hold of him."
"He could have turned it off."
"He never turns is off."
Gaara smirks triumphantly and gives the phone a pleased look. It makes everyone curious. "You do know him well, don't you Orochimaru?"
Naruto's eyes nearly bulge out. That's Orochimaru? Man… he sounds really… scary.
"It's impolite to not give your name before stating someone else's. Plus I want to know who the fuck is using his phone. Granted the only reason I answered was because it was his cell calling… but he knows better than to just straight-out call me like this."
"Names Gaara. You remember me, don't you Oro?"
Kakashi give the redhead a questioningly glance but Gaara waves it off.
Orochimaru laughs on the line. "But of course, Gaara. How could I forget someone who threatened to kill me with his bear hands?"
"Should make sure to lock the door next time. Can't say I was particularly pleased to see you fucking Sasuke on the couch."
Kakashi bristles and makes to open his mouth but Gaara gives his a quick glare and holds his finger up to his lips. There would be time for questions and curses later.
"Fair enough, I'll make sure to lock all doors and windows next time so you can't disturb us," the voice sounds just a tad too smug and it makes Naruto's skin crawl. "But I doubt you called to simply reminisce. So tell me, what is it you want?"
Gaara smirks much like the Cheshire Cat. "Nothing much really, I was just remembering Sasuke complaining to me about some stupid fight you two had… something about some things you were into before."
"Oh yes… that was one of the most ridiculous fights we've had."
"Yeah, yeah. But anyways, I remember him saying something about some gang. For the life of me I can't seem to remember what it was called."
"Do you think I'm that gullible or just fucking stupid?"
"I think of it as a mixture of both."
There's a snort on the other end of the phone. "It was Akatsuki."
The room goes deafly silent. Gaara just grins. "That's right. It's all coming back to me now. Say, you wouldn't happen to remember any of their hang outs would you?"
"Why? You think that if you join a gang Sasuke will come crawling back to you like he used to? Just how stupid do you think he is?"
"Stupid enough to let you fuck him." Gaara growls.
Orochimaru laughs. "Oh that's right, you're still sore about that aren't you? Don't worry; I take good care of him. I make sure he's thoroughly satisfied, where as you couldn't even manage that could you? Or was it the other way around? He couldn't satisfy you so you went off and fucked the first person you could get your hands on? Although I do have to think you for that. After you fucked him over like that it was almost too easy for me to play the nice guy and pick up all the broken pieces."
"Yeah, only to fucking shatter hi-"
Kakashi puts a hand over Gaara's mouth to stop him from talking any further. "I must say it is so nice to hear from you Orochimaru."
There's silence on the other end of the phone before Orochimaru shrieks, "You had me on fucking speaker?!"
"That's right," Kakashi says darkly. "And a room full of cops just listened to your confession of being involved with the Akatsuki gang and being in a sexual relationship with someone under the age of consent."
The "cops" in the room stare at him questioningly before smirking. Orochimaru had no way of knowing that the room full of "cops" was actually a room full of teenage kids and two adults.
"You fucking brat! I'll ki-"
"I wouldn't say any more that could compromise your situation Orochimaru."
"Fucking brat! What the fuck was the point in asking me about the Akatsuki anyways?!"
Kakashi clears his throat. "We think they have Sasuke."
Orochimaru laughs, and it makes Naruto want to find the man and rip him a new one. "Akatsuki doesn't have Sasuke. Akatsuki would have no need for Sasuke. Some of their members might have him, but Akatsuki as a whole."
"Is Itachi Uchiha in the Akatsuki?"
"Yes."
"Fuck," Kakashi grumbles.
"Itachi is probably using the cover of the Akatsuki to hide himself," Orochimaru states plainly. He's crafty, smart, and insane. And I don't use insane lightly. Any person who would willingly bathe in their parents' blood and then rape their brother is insane. Although Akatsuki has quite a few crazies.
"If Itachi is the one who took Sasuke, and he probably is, then he's not doing it alone. He's the brains but not the brute strength. He most likely has Kisame, Deidara, and Sasori with him."
"And I'm guessing the four of them together isn't exactly a tea party," Kakashi states dryly.
"Deidara likes to blow shit up. He made homemade bombs, stuck them down his parents' throats, and watched them go boom. They could never pin it on him 'cause he was only seven at the time.
"Sasori… now he's a piece of work. He basically made his parents, friends, and family minus his grandparents into living dolls. I don't know how he did it but it was fucking disgusting. I don't know what else he can do but that little stunt nearly cost him a lifetime in juvie and prison. However, Grandma and Grandpa's bribes kept him safe.
"Kisame… he's a messed up fucker. He ripped his parents and sibling into teeny tiny pieces. Nobody could pin it on him either."
"They sound charming," Kakashi says through gritted teeth. "And these are the people holding Sasuke's freedom?"
"How the fuck should I know? Although that's what I would guess. Sasuke can take care of himself just fine, but up against Akatsuki members and he's a fish out of water. Itachi always swore he'd come back for his little brother and it seems he finally has."
"Do you know where they could have taken him?"
Orochimaru snorts. "I like the kid. He's a good fuck, pleasing on the eyes, and entertaining. However, I don't like him enough to go up against anyone from Akatsuki."
Kakashi has to keep himself in check so he doesn't scream at this man. "I'm not asking you to go up against them. We'll handle it ourselves. All I want to know is if you might know where they would have gone."
"There're a few facilities in and near Konoha that they might have went to. However, Itachi is one smart fucker and he might have figured out I'm involved with Sasuke and thus my knowing all the close hideouts would be a bother. If that's so then you're fucked and there's no way you're finding him until Itachi's done with him."
Kakashi's breath catches and he suddenly finds it hard to breathe.
"It doesn't matter! Just tell us where the ones near here are," Naruto yells.
"And who the fuck is this?" Orochimaru growls.
Naruto momentarily forgets his bravery but then he squares his shoulders and glares at the phone. "Naruto Uzumaki, a friend of Sasuke's."
"Oh?" Orochimaru's voice is mocking. "Well, 'Naruto Uzumaki, a friend of Sasuke's', just how far are you willing to go for your friend?"
The blond pauses. Just how far am I willing to go? I mean, these people sound like real psychos. But… he's in danger with them there. But, does that mean I'm willing to risk my own life for his? The sudden twisting in his gut at the thought of the Uchiha's death tells him that yes he is. With a shaky voice he answers. "I'm willing to go as far as I have to to make sure he's safe."
"Oh? Is that right? He's lucky to have a friend like you around. Although, I'm sorry, I haven't ever heard of you. You would think that, since you're such a good friend and all, that I would have heard of something by now."
Naruto doesn't miss the look of complete rage cross Iruka's face. "We haven't known each other very long… but that doesn't mean I'm not willing to help him in any way I can."
"So noble of you. I must say however, it doesn't sound like you're friends at all. In fact, it sounds like you love him. But that can't possibly be, because, you haven't known each other very long. Don't make the mistake of lust and love."
The blond sees more than one mouth open to speak but he beats them to it. "I'm sorry too. I'm sorry Sasuke ever wasted in efforts on you. And to think… he really likes you. He'll be so disappointed that he might just make a statement to the authorities about crazed pedophiles.
"Oh, and don't mistake my feelings. I know the difference between lust and love. If it were just lust then I would have bent him over the kitchen table when I first met him and fucked him then and there. However, I'm not a pig like some people seem to be.
"And do you even have room to talk about lust and love? Who's the one stringing Sasuke along by bait just so they can fuck him whenever they want to?"
The room is completely silent and Naruto feels his cheeks grow hot with all the stares, especially the one from Iruka.
Then Orochimaru laughs. "You're right kid. I don't love Sasuke and I never will."
"Then why have you been calling his cell for the last four days trying to reach him?" Naruto asks quickly. He's bluffing and going on complete gut instinct, but if he's right about this guy then he might just feel something for Sasuke and thus will help them.
The line clicks and the wailing beeping is the only sign that Orochimaru hung up. Naruto bites his lip.
Gaara stares at the phone and flips it shut. "Well, there goes our one and only lead."
Naruto stares down at the floor. He had been wrong and that lost them possibly any chance at finding Sasuke. "I'm sorry."
Gaara glares at the blond and starts to snarl something but stops when the phone in his hand vibrates. He lifts a brow and flips it open. The screen reads, "One new message." He opens it and his breath catches.
Gaara looks up at Naruto. "I don't know how the fuck you did it, but it seems you made the sick fuck a little warm-hearted."
"What?" Kakashi takes the cell phone and looks at the message. His morose expression that had taken up residence since Sasuke's disappearance melts away into a grin.
"What is it?" Iruka asks.
Gaara keeps his eyes locked with Naruto's. "Coordinates."
--
"Why the hell are we all just sitting around here like… like…" The man growls and slams his fist into the wall, creating a decent sized dent from where his fist hit.
Sasori sighs and gives the man a look that clearly states how irritable he is for having to explain things again. "We are not the ones in charge. Itachi is the one that called us here and in doing so he is in charge. We do not do anything until he tells us to and only then. You didn't have to come, but because you did you must respect Itachi's wishes."
The man gives the redhead a very mean look.
Deidara chuckles. "It's not all that bad. Sasuke-chan is very entertaining at least."
Kisame snorts and gives the blond a puzzled look. "He's tied to a chair with a gag shoved down his throat. How in the hell is that entertaining?"
The blond cocks his head to the side. "Well, it's not like he's always gagged. Itachi has to feed him sometime. Really, Itachi may be a sadistic and insane bastard but he wouldn't starve his beloved brother."
"Since when does he do this? How come I never knew?"
Deidara just giggles. Kisame wonders how any man could have the audacity to giggle, but then again Deidara is insane so it's kind of to be expected.
Kisame turns to the man who had put, another, dent in the wall. He's bulky and meaty and he looks like some professional weightlifter. He wouldn't get in a fist fight with him, that's for sure. The only thing he knew about the man was that he an ex-con. "We never did get your name."
"Itachi isn't much one for formal introductions," Sasori calmly reminds the other.
"Oh yeah," Kisame grumbles.
The ex-con snorts. "Whatever. Name's Ted."
Deidara scrunches up his nose as if he had just smelt something particularly foul. "Ted? That sounds awfully American."
"I am American."
Kisame smirks. Who better to ruffle up someone's feathers than Deidara? "He don't mean no harm, his tiny brain just can't process that other people exist outside Japan."
Deidara pouts. "I take that comment very personally."
Ted just snorts.
"So how did you and Itachi meet?" Kisame asks politely, really there's nothing else to do so why not make conversation?
"Came over 'ere after I got out. Ran into a bunch of pussy-ass little shits that they were so hot and Itachi just so happened to be passing by when we were fightin'. One of the little fuckers pulled a knife on me when I had my back turned to 'em and if it weren't for Itachi I wouldn't be here." Ted shivers slightly. "That man's a demon when he fights."
Kisame snorts. "Yeah, he's that. Out of all of us, I think he's probably the most insane."
Ted mutters something under his breath that sounds like 'I wouldn't doubt it.' "Well after he helped me out we talked for a bit, I was a little pissed and needed to blow off some steam. We exchanged phone numbers and he told me that one day he would ask me to return the favor."
"So that's why you're here."
"That's the only reason I'm here."
Kisame nods. "I think there's another guy here in just about the same boat, right Sasori?"
The redhead grunts at having being brought into the conversation but sighs and nods. "Yuuri, he's the gun specialist. Itachi helped him out a tight spot with some cops."
"Meaning he killed them!" Deidara says excitedly.
Kisame rolls his eyes. "Yes Deidara I think we all got that, thank you."
"Ain't there another guy here too?" Ted asks.
Sasori smirks and the look sends shudders down Ted and Kisame's spines. Sasori is a man of few words and even few expressions, so when he outwardly expresses something you know it can't be about anything good. "Yeah, there was. He decided he was going to play with Sasuke-kun for a bit. Itachi does not like to share."
Kisame grimaces. "So basically this poor guy is probably somewhere rotting with his cock and his spleen missing."
Sasori nods.
Ted frowns. "What's so special 'bout the kid anyways."
"They're brothers," Sasori says simply, as if this alone will answer everything.
"Yes, I know that. And what's up with that anyway… I thought he butchered his family."
"He butchered his parents," Kisame corrects. "Well, actually he butchered their dad and just cut up their mom. Daddy-dearest didn't much like that Itachi was in love with lil Sasuke."
Ted's face twists up into one of disgust. "In love?"
"Yep. Itachi is an incestuous fag who takes pleasure in fucking his lil brother."
"That's fucking sick."
Kisame shrugs. "Like I said, Itachi is probably the most insane of us all. You should hear what he did to this one guy a few years back that Sasuke had a crush on. Guy was like… dunno, an older guy probably mid-thirties or something. Anyways, guy was romantically in love with Sasuke or nothin' it just pissed Itachi off that this guy was the one that picked up all the pieces he'd broken."
Ted frowns. "What'd he do to him?"
"Killed 'im. 'Course I bet Sasuke don't know that. From what I hear he was real shaken up by the guy's death."
"So Itachi's possessive on top of everything else?"
Kisame grins and opens his mouth to retort when Itachi steps into the room.
The eldest Uchiha glances at the four of them before going over and rummaging through the refrigerator. "Has the news said anything?"
"No," Sasori says in a bored fashion. "It almost seems like they've given up on the search for him."
A menacing grin captures the other's lips as he brings an opened water bottle up to them. "Is that so? A pity. It seems Japan doesn't love my brother as much as they thought." He smirks before lowering the water bottle and placing his free hand on his hip. "Someone needs to start scanning the perimeter to make sure no one's on to us."
Itachi grabs a tomato from the counter and a knife before leaving the room.
Kisame slumps forward and lightly bangs his head on the table. "Dammit, now we've got patrol on top of everything else?"
"It could be worse," Sasori says blandly. "At least Itachi still has control with his brain."
Ted frowns while Deidara and Kisame snickers. "What d'ya mean by that?"
"He means Itachi can be a horny little fucker and when his downstairs' brain takes over we won't be able to wait to go on patrol." Kisame chuckles.
At Ted's still confused look, Deidara decides to elaborate. "Eventually all Itachi will be doing is fuck Sasuke-chan like a rabid bunny."
Ted scowls and glares at the door the raven-haired man had left through. "I volunteer myself now for permanent patrol when that happens."
Kisame shrugs. "Suit yourself. It don't bother me any."
Deidara grins. "Nope. It's actually pretty hot."
Ted chokes slightly.
Suddenly Deidara frowns and Sasori eyes the blond curiously. "What is it?"
"Well," the blond says, "I was just thinking… we'll never get to play with Sasuke-chan."
Sasori rolls his eyes. "Be my guest Deidara but I'm not going to save you."
Deidara pouts. "That sucks." A sudden dreamy look encases the blonde's face. "I bet his insides are just as pretty as his outsides. I wonder if I could make something special that would make him go boom without messing up those pretty insides."
"You're sick Deidara," Kisame groans. "Itachi would kill you for just talking about that."
"Oh well. I guess I would make him go boom after though."
"After what?"
A wicked grin shows itself on the blonde's lips. "After I fuck his pretty little head senseless."
Kisame rolls his eyes. "Keep dreaming."
--
It had been another week. Another too-long week where anything could have happened to the raven-haired teen. He could be dead. No, Naruto scolds himself. Don't think like that. He's alive and you're going to find him and you're going to rescue him.
The blond sighs. He was starting to not believe his own words.
Twenty-three. Twenty-three is the number of hideouts Akatsuki has in Konoha and in neighboring cities. In one week they had searched through the six that were in Konoha and twelve more in neighboring cities. That left five more hideouts to search.
Naruto can't help but wonder why a gang Akatsuki's, supposed, size would need so many hideouts. Then again Naruto is not in the gang so he doubts he'll ever know the reason for having so many hideouts.
He collapses onto the couch in the apartment he shares with his foster father and stares up at the ceiling as if it will give him the answers to all of his questions. The ceiling doesn't answer shit.
A thud beside him is the only warning he has of someone sitting beside him. He rolls his head to see Iruka staring up at the ceiling much like he had just been doing.
Finally Iruka sighs, closes his eyes, and turns his head towards Naruto. "We're close now, only five more to go through."
Naruto bites his lip. "What if that guy was right though? What if they aren't here at all? They could be anywhere."
"That's true, but what if they are here? To me it doesn't really matter where they are or the like… as long as we get Sasuke safely home then I'll be able to rest easier. I'm sure everyone else will as well."
"Yeah… but if he's not here than what then?"
"We call Orochimaru back and demand he tells us every hideout he knows of or we go to the police. I don't think he'll get off easily with having been in Akatsuki and pedophilia."
Naruto smirks. "How downright nasty of you Iruka."
The brunette shakes his head. "No. Kakashi is already going to go to the police when this is all said in done and report him. Unfortunately we don't have hard proof against him so Kakashi is going to try and talk Sasuke into pressing charges… or something like that."
"From what I've seen of Sasuke I really doubt he's going to press charges."
"Probably not but I'm not telling Kakashi that."
Naruto frowns. "He's taking everything really hard."
"You could say that." Iruka sighs and leans forward. "No… it was bad enough that Sasuke wound up not only missing but kidnapped… but… then it turns out that Itachi is involved and then this Orochimaru guy isn't in as much of a platonic relationship with Sasuke as originally thought. And yadda, yadda, yadda."
"Yeah…" Naruto's phone rings and he answers it. "Hello?"
"Naruto?"
"Yeah?"
"… we found it."
Naruto sits up in his seat, causing Iruka to eye him curiously.
"What do you mean?" Naruto didn't want to get his hopes up; couldn't.
"We found the hideout they're staying at. We're almost absolutely sure Sasuke is there."
--
"Itachi, we've got a problem."
The raven-haired teen looks to his blue-skinned companion. He glances to the side to his little brother who is staring down at the floor like a lost puppy. He finds it very cute.
"Itachi!"
The said man glares at the other. "What Kisame?"
"They've found us out."
"Who?"
"Well, there's some people out there making some noise and it's not good." Kisame glances at the youngest Uchiha. "We're thinking it's some of his friends."
Sasuke perks up at this and looks hopefully to Kisame.
Kisame has to look away, not able to handle the look of desperate hope in those obsidian eyes. "What do you want us to do?"
Itachi moves his gaze to his brother, and at seeing the hopeful stare in his eyes, glares. He smirks and runs the back of his hand down the pale cheek. "Kill them."
Sasuke whips his head towards his brother with eyes widened in fear. "Mnoft!"
"We wouldn't have to if you weren't so stuck on them. If only you didn't care Otouto… then they wouldn't have to die." Itachi leans his forehead against the others. He glances over to the other. "Round up the others and take care of it."
Kisame sighs and sets a gun down onto the counter beside them. "Just in case."
Itachi follows the other with his eyes until the room is once again empty and then turns back to Sasuke. Once again he runs the back of his hand down his brother's cheek, this time in a more loving gesture. "And now we're alone."
Sasuke gives his brother a pleading look that doesn't seem to faze the elder.
Instead Itachi grins. "Do you want me to remove the gag and bindings?" He ignores the suspicious glare. "Of course if I free your mouth you can't scream… or maybe you can. Your screams are so beautiful… although I'm sure I could occupy your mouth enough to keep you quiet. So how about it? Remove the gag?"
Sasuke doesn't stop gazing suspiciously at his brother but he nods. His older brother nods back and moves his hands to the back of his head to untie the cloth. In a few seconds the cloth is removed from his mouth and he's free to talk… or scream. And that's exactly what he does.
Itachi lets his little brother scream for a good few minutes before the noise grates on his nerves and he backhands his brother across the cheek, effectively shutting him up. He crouches down and looks directly into obsidian eyes. "Now then, shall I untie you?"
Sasuke swallows a lump in his throat. "And…" He clears his throat, his voice gruff from not being used in so long. "And what are you going to do to me once you untie me?"
"You are so smart Otouto, I grant you that." Itachi smirks and leans forward until he can speak directly into the younger's ear. "First I'm going to undress you, dear Otouto. Then I'm going to tease you, then I'll have you beg… and then I'll fuck you."
"Only one problem with your plan Aniki," Sasuke struggles to keep his voice level at being so close to the other. "I won't beg you anything."
"And why is that?"
"Because you're a disgusting pervert and I hate you."
Itachi smirks even more before nipping the earlobe presented to him. He breathes harshly into the ear and relishes in the shudder from the younger. "Why do you hate me Otouto? I thought you loved Aniki."
"You killed everyone."
"Yes…" A malicious tint overtakes the smirk. "But it was your fault."
Sasuke frowns. "What?"
"It. Was. Your. Fault." Itachi trails his tongue from the ear to mouth before speaking directly into those lips. "The only reason I ever killed anyone was because of you. Our parents, well, they're obvious. They wouldn't approve of us… of what we have."
"We have nothing. You got this delusion in your head that I love you and so you raped me."
"Rape is such a strong word." The elder brings his hand down to his younger brother's crotch and squeezes ever so slightly. "Besides… you were begging for it."
"I wasn't-"
"Oh, but you were! You were so hard Otouto… did seeing our parents' bodies get you off? Make you excited?"
"You're sick."
"No," Itachi grins, "you are. You relished in their death and even… in that nice blond man's death."
A shudder overtakes the smaller frame and Sasuke closes his eyes to his brother's prying ones. "What are you talking about?"
Itachi leans back onto his haunches and puts a slim finger to his chin. "Hmm… I wonder what his name was. I've killed so many people it's hard to keep them straight!" He laughs sadistically before going back to feigning innocence. "Hmm… M-something… M… Mikano… no… Mikono? No… Minano?" Itachi doesn't miss the distressed look on his brother's face. "No… now I remember. It was Minato."
Sasuke feels the back of his eyes sting. "He got sick."
"Ah, you see that's what they told you, but… no." He leans back towards his brother and settles in between his thighs, hands resting on slim hips. "You see… I just couldn't stand seeing you get close to someone… well, someone else. I got jealous and when I tried to ask him politely to stay away from you he… well, he tried to call the police." He grins at the frowns on his brother's face.
"You killed him."
"Yep."
Sasuke's mind whirls. Minato, the first person to show him kindness after his parents' death besides Kakashi, was killed because of him? He was the first person to make me smile, make me laugh, make me cry… make me feel alive. He was the person who gave me the courage to talk again… to play piano again. He was the one who kept my nightmares at bay… the one who cured them. And then when he died it all came crashing down again. But… but he had made me promise. He… made me promise that if something were to ever happen to him to keep smiling and live, if not for myself, then for him. But… was my… love for him really the reason for his death?
Itachi frowns. "You loved him." The fear that etches across his brother's face answers his question. He smirks. "Dear Otouto… if only you hadn't loved him. If only you hadn't then he would be alive. But even back then you had such a sex-"
"You're wrong," Sasuke interrupts.
"What?"
"I… I loved him yes but… but I was never in love with him. He… he was the person who… who let me live again after… after what you did to our parents. Our relationship was too pure for such lust."
Itachi growls and grabs a hold of his brother's hair before yanking back his head, causing Sasuke to let out a loud yelp. "You loved him but you weren't in love with him? He was the person who made you live again? Your relationship was too pure?!" The elder's grip tightens and he violently shoves forward with all his strength, causing the chair to topple over with Sasuke still in its clutches.
"You liar. You say you weren't in love with him but we both know you were… are! You say your relationship was too pure but we both know that was a lie too. You say he was the one to make you feel again… well, we especially know that's a lie. I made you feel brother and you and I both know it."
"You raped me!" Sasuke shrieks, the side of his face against the hard concrete floor going numb along with the excruciating pain from the violent contact and the warm trickle of blood making him queasy.
Itachi smirks. "No. You loved it. I can't even remember how many times you came. You're a slut Sasuke, always seeking out pleasure. Out of me, out of the blond man, and out of those people you let fuck you now."
"What?"
"You think I don't know? That drug dealer back in the city, you actually love him don't you? Orochimaru, that snake, I know about him too. Your drummer, you used to let him fuck you too. I know about them all Sasuke," Itachi kneels down and slips a pocket-knife out and cuts the bonds before bringing his brother up to kneel in front of him. "I know about them dear Otouto."
Sasuke blinks, having just realized his freedom, and the wheels in his head start turning. He'd come up with a plan. "I don't know what you're talking about."
Itachi narrows his eyes. "Don't play coy with me brother. I know of your games."
"Do you now?"
"Yes, I've been watching you for a long time."
"Is that so?"
Itachi smirks and runs his fingers through his younger brother's hair before gently bringing his head back. His brother's pale and slender throat is too much for him and he bends down to run his tongue down its length before going up to whisper directly into the other's mouth. "Every town you have been to, I too have been to. Every concert you performed, I went to. Every place you went, I followed. Every place others touched you…"
"What… 'every place others touched me' what?"
Itachi's breathing is harsh and rapid as he delves his tongue into the younger's mouth to steal the first kiss shared between the two in many years. By the time the searing kiss is finished both are breathless.
"Every place others touched you," Itachi continues once his breath is caught, "I will claim."
Sasuke keeps his gaze intent on his brother and when he bends down once again to kiss him, he shoves with all his might to get away. He turns to run and doesn't even pause when he hears the sickening crack that could only be his brother's head colliding with the floor. He makes it to his feet and his hands are on the door he had seen others go through, including his brother, so many times. He's so busy he doesn't see his brother struggle to his feet until it's too late.
The resounding bang that filters throughout the room is deafening and mortifying on many levels. Sasuke doesn't register the pain until he looks down on himself and see the blood blossoming at his side. He grasps the wound and screams.
Itachi lowers the gun and winces, hand gently holding his head. Blood trickles down his temple from where he made contact with the floor, but he takes no heed to the wound nor the pain nor the blood. Instead his eyes focus on the now heaped form of his brother. He drops the gun where he stands and takes shaky steps towards his brother. "Otouto-"
"Stay…" Sasuke groans and his face twists with pain, "away…"
Itachi reaches his brother and puts his hand over his brother's at his side. Sasuke tries to shove him away but the sudden movement jars his wound and instead lets out another scream. Itachi helps his brother to kneel down and he moves his brother's hand aside to examine the wound.
The flowing blood makes it hard to tell exactly where the bullet entered, but from where the flow is heaviest Itachi can tell that it hit somewhere in between his stomach and side in the general appendix area.
"If you hadn't tried to get away then you wouldn't have forced me to hurt you," Itachi says smoothly.
"You didn't have to shoot me!" The younger hisses, "Dammit it hurts!"
"Do you want me to take the bullet out?"
"Fuck no! The last thing I need is you digging around in my body!"
Itachi smirks. "Fine then. I'll just let you bleed to death."
"Thank you."
The elder stands and makes sure his balance is steady before hefting his brother up, besides the violent protests, and places him on the couch. He grabs the fabric that had previously been used to gag his brother before and puts it back in the smaller mouth.
"You'll want to bite down on that when the pain gets too much. Otherwise you might pass out."
Sasuke gives his brother a horrified look before tossing his head back and clamping down as tight as he can on the fabric in his mouth. He can feel something spreading his broken skin apart and digging inside as if searching for a well-hidden treasure.
Sasuke feels his consciousness slipping as that something delves deeper inside his body. I'm going to faint… and then he's going to kill me… after raping me again. Just as he thinks he's going to black out that something that had been delving inside him leaves.
"All that fuss for such a small scrap of metal."
Sasuke finds it hard to work up the strength to even glare much less tell his brother what's on his mind. Something along the lines of, "Go fuck yourself you lousy piece of shit because you're the sick fucker who fucking shot me in the fucking first place!"
Itachi removes the gag from his brother's mouth and then gets up to throw away the bullet. He keeps one eye on his brother the whole time, just waiting for him to try something stupid again. And he does.
Itachi is more than prepared when Sasuke rolls off the couch and struggles to get away. It's almost pathetic how easy it is for Itachi to wrestle his brother onto his back and lying flat on the ground. "What makes you think you could escape now when you couldn't escape before?"
Sasuke growls and bucks up, gritting his teeth when the action causes his wound to flare up.
Itachi stares down at his brother almost impassively before digging his knees into the tops of his brother's thighs and using one hand to hold the younger's wrists up above his head. Itachi leans down so that he can look directly into hate and pain filled obsidian eyes.
"I hate you," Sasuke croaks.
"No, Sasuke, you love me."
Itachi's moves blur and blend into a great blackness that leaves Sasuke numb. In the beginning the rocking jars his wound so badly he screams with each thrust, but after a while the pain from his gunshot wound and the pain from the forced entry meld together and he just can't feel it anymore. Even when his brother bites him, scratches him, kisses him he still can't feel it. Sasuke's body is one big unfeeling mess, inside and out.
By the time Itachi finishes, after two rounds, the blood, sweat, and tears are intangible. Whose blood is it? Is it Itachi's from the wound on his head or Sasuke's inflicted blood that is now spilling from his brother's back and shoulders? Is it the blood staining Sasuke's shirt and skin while fresh blood continues to slowly trickle from the wound that has still yet to scab over or perhaps the blood from the bite marks on his shoulders and neck or even the steady flow that has dried on his thighs? It's clear that they both share the sweat for they both continue sweat in the afterglow of such brutal love making, if it could be called as such. So whose tears are they? Are they Itachi's perhaps? Does he feel guilty for raping his brother and only living relative? Not a chance. Then it is Sasuke's, whose tears have left a track down his cheeks to his ears and neck. The tears mix with the sweat so that it's hard to tell them apart. But Itachi knows and so does Sasuke.
Sasuke feels numb and it is then that he wishes that Itachi and just killed him.
Itachi smiles, the first smile Sasuke has seen since before their parents' murder, and runs the back of his hand gently down Sasuke's cheek. "I love you, Otou-"
"Sasuke!"
The siblings tense and look around simultaneously, but both for different reasons.
Sasuke's eyes widen and he wills the voice to call out for him again. And it does: once, twice, thrice, four more times. Sasuke feels his mind reel; he would recognize that voice anywhere. Naruto… and that means everyone else is here too. They came for me… and they're still alive. The sounds of sirens in the distant make themselves known as well. Dobe… and just when I was giving up all hope.
"No," Itachi growls.
Sasuke looks up at his brother in fear, recognizing the crazed edge to his brother's tone.
Itachi glares down at his brother. "I won't let them have you; they won't take you away from me again." He scrambles off his brother and towards the gun he had dropped earlier.
Sasuke struggles to stand, ignoring his state of half-dress, and watches his brother's moves wearily.
Itachi opens the chamber on the gun and an insane grin captures his lips. He looks at his brother, the grin still in place. "They can't have you. We'll be together forever Otouto, I promise." He points the gun at his brother for the second time that night, but this time his aim is to kill. "You see? This was they can't separate us. I'll kill you and then myself. It's perfect."
"I don't want to die Aniki," Sasuke says, hoping using his old nickname for his brother will snap him out of his brother's sudden craze. He has no hope of fighting his brother in his state, his only hope being if help arrives before his brother pulls the trigger or if he gets through to his brother. "Aniki please, you don't have to do this. We can be together, I promise."
Itachi shakes his head, and it's when their eyes meet that Sasuke understands he won't get through to his brother. Itachi, the man he knew even after he murdered their family, is long gone and in his place is a crazed man with a vision of a murder/suicide to promote forever togetherness. His brother would never be so stupid.
"Don't you see Otouto? You'll break your promise, I know it. I could shoot your knees so you couldn't walk, and then we'd always be together but that would make escape impossible. This is the only way."
Sasuke feels true fear for the first time in his life when Itachi cocks the gun and points it at him, his crazed gaze and arm steady. "Itachi you're crazy!"
For the second time that night a resounding bang filters through the room and deafens all present. Sasuke screams louder than he ever has and his hand grabs his chest.
Itachi frowns and moves forward to stop in front of his brother. He pushes them both down onto their knees and places the gun to his brother's temple. "Stop moving. If you hadn't moved then this wouldn't have happened."
Tears roll down Sasuke's face and he fights back the sobs that threaten to be let loose. I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die… I'm going to die. The sound of his brother pulling the trigger nearly makes his heart stop, but there's no bang, just a click.
Sasuke takes his moment and pulled back his fist before slamming it into his brother's nose. The elder yelps and drops the gun before grasping his nose.
Sasuke scrambles for the gun before cocking it and bringing it up to point at his brother.
Itachi stares through watery eyes at the gun and then at his brother. "Otouto…" He reaches out his hand towards the younger.
There's a bang and Sasuke immediately drops the gun, his eyes never leaving his brother. He hadn't meant to pull the trigger; it had just been a reflex. His brother reached out towards him and his finger slipped. Maybe I missed.
That small flicker of hope is blown out as soon as Sasuke sees the blood dribbling from his brother's lips and the blood drenching his shirt. Itachi's body makes a thud as it hits the ground.
Obsidian eyes go unfocused and Itachi gazes at his brother. A loving smile claims his lips and he reaches out a hand towards his brother. "Sasuke," he whispers and his hand falls.
Sasuke stares at the lifeless body of his brother and he drops to his knees. "No…" He reaches out for his brother and clutches him tightly to him, ignoring the pain in his chest and side from the wounds inflicted and instead searching to find a pulse. He finds none.
"Itachi!" He screams, but alas he's just wasting his breath.
Fear, anger, helplessness, hopelessness, grief, and guilt all clash violently inside of Sasuke at once and he's left with only one thought as a tear makes a trail down his cheek: I killed Itachi.
I'm not entirely pleased with this ending. I didn't mean to make Itachi look like such a... nut job but that's kinda how it all turned out. All in all I think I'm pretty satisfied with this except the very ending. Please tell me how the last chapter of Waste of Breath went?