Chapter 6. Flashback. In bed with Itachi. Two days before.

"Itachi, do you sleep with her?" asked Sasuke as soon as he heard the door close after Kushima as she left for her morning water gymnastics and yoga lessons.

Itachi frowned at the question, but didn't answer. He made a step towards his little brother and put his hands around him, softly kissing his forehead, his cheek, another one, and then his neck. Itachis' long fingers wandering under Sasukes grey home t-shirt, in search for little pink bumps on the chest.

Sasuke moved away.

"Itachi. Tell me."

There was a moment of silence hanging in the air. Itachi was watching his younger brother, but the expression in his eyes betrayed nothing. Though Sasuke felt how terribly it stank of guilt, shame and pity. Pity towards him, Sasuke.

Sasuke pushed Itachi away.

"Do you even know how I feel, Itachi? Can you fucking imagine how I feel, you bastard?!"

Itachi waited a moment then answered in a firm serious voice with the pause between two words.

"I. Don't."

Sasuke stared at his brother in shock and disbelief.

"You don't?! What do you mean, you don't?! Are you saying to me you wouldn't care if I had sex with someone else? Ne? Answer me, you ..."

Sasuke felt a sudden necessity of smashing something well-breakable into pieces, preferably something purchased by both Kushima and Itachi. Like a vase, or a kettle or ...

"Sasuke. I. Don't. Have. Sex. With. My. Wife."

Sasuke chuckled and looked at him hesitantly

"You don't?"

"No. I don't. There is no need for jealousy, otouto"

Itachi came close to his little brother and pressed him against the wall, licking his neck and tickling it in a playful manner. He caught Sasukes' hand and dragged him in the direction of his bedroom with certain intention.

They just reached the bed when Itachi suddenly whispered in his lovers' ear "And what if I do?"

Sasukes' smile wiped instantly off his face

"Will you stop fucking with me Itachi?!"...

He shrieked and hit his fist against the headboard.

But Itachi smiled and pulled his brother closer.

"Mmm...You are so sexy when you are jealous, Sasuke. You make me so horny when you are jealous."

Itachi forced his little brother on the bed and brushed his fingers under Sasukes' clothing, pinching and painfully squeezing some tender parts, at the same time nibbling at Sasukes' ear and heavily panting in it.

Suddenly Itachi realized that his brother was not enjoying it. He was not answering Itachis' passionate kisses. His otouto was staring at the opposite wall, captured in his inner agony.

"Sasuke I joked. You know I joked, ne?" Itachi tried to kiss Sasuke on the lips but he turned his head away, then he got off the bed.

Itachi seated himself.

"Sasuke..." he started but stopped...gaping at the slammed door. Sasuke left.

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Sasuke woke up with a hangover. Yes, he had definitely a little bit too much to drink the night before. And why on earth did he decide to get drunk all of a sudden? Yeah, right, Itachi..

Sasuke reached for the glass of water on the night table by his bed. He was honestly thankful to the considerate Ayano-chan for it.

Back to Itachi. Sasuke felt irritation nesting within his chest. Combined with a drunken headache it was giving a perfect recepe for hatred towards his older brother.

"Itachi.."

"Who Is Itachi?" Sasuke heard the voice from the other side of the room. He totally forgot he was not alone.

"Nobody", lied Sasuke and turned away, back to laying position, cursing himself for thinking aloud

Ki's head showed up above the back of the sofa, as he rested it on his elbows smiling wide at Sasuke.

"He is your boyfriend, ne, Sasuke-kun?"

"Tsch. Why should he be my boyfriend?" required Sasuke, feeling a blush starting to cover his cheeks.

Ki jumped from his sleeping place, flashing a pair of long dark blue boxers while pacing across the room and landing next to Sasuke on the bed.

"C'mon, tell-me-tell-me-tell-me!" he pulled a blanket over himself, steadying his head on the arm, and innocently gazing at Sasuke.

He was quite a nice looking young man, this Ki, some years older than Sasuke, maybe 25 or close to. His physique was of pleasant composure, not too little not too much of everything. Sasuke made a conclusion that the boy worked out regular basis but did not overdo it. He could see his well-developed muscles under his olive-tanned skin. His hair was same blue-coal-black as Sasukes, just with the slight wave in them and was a tiny bit longer, than his own. Ki had deep dark eyes as well. Beautiful boy, nothing to say. There was something Korean in him.

"Nothing to tell, really..." Sasuke felt embarrassed for staring and looked away, but Ki didn't seem to have paid any attention to the effect of his appearance in Sasukes bed.

"Okay, if you don't wanna tell me, then let me guess at least..?."

Sasuke shrugged his shoulders indifferently. It sounded like fun.

"Well then…"Ki's' face became suddenly half-serious as if he was calculating something in his mind..

"...Itachi is your boyfriend. You have been dating for a while and he cheated on you with someone else. But you don't wanna split up with him, and at the same time you can't accept the situation the way it is now. So am I right?"..Sasuke looked at Ki shocked. Words got stuck in his throat.

"Sort of.."

Ki looked at Sasukes puzzled expression and laughed out loudly.

"Oh, don't look at me like that! I study psychology at the uni and it's really not that hard to guess. You were desperate to get drunk and you were not interested in girls. Like totally. not. interested. That led me to a conclusion that you were more into boys-stuff, you know ..." Ki gave Sasuke a wink and Sasuke murmured something like "fucking Sherlock..." but without aggression.

"...but then again you were not interested in boys either. That leaves us with two options- either you are in love with someone who doesn't share your feelings or he does, but something happened and.."

"I could be in love with another girl"... Sasuke cut in trying to hide the awkwardness of truth getting exposed so easily.

"C'mon , man. Ayano is a beautiful lady. And you were much more into studying my ass than hers!"

Yepp! Here he said it all. Sasuke felt ashamed.

"Hn"

In the meanwhile Ki continued

"... Then again. You were not like 'simply miserable' because of one-sided love, and more like 'pissed off' type. Oh, man, you nearly took that poor guys' head off, the one who'd spilled your drink!"

Ki laughed again

"Tsch.I like my drink in my glass" Sasuke murmured.

"Yeah, I've noticed. You didn't want a single drop go to waste. I saw your effort not to throw up until the moment you fell asleep yesterday, you greedy bastard! Seriously, you have to learn to let go at times..."

Here Sasuke couldn't resist any longer and they both burst out laughing, holding the sides.

Ayano entered the room. She was fully dressed in a plain white t-shirt and a skirt. As soon I she saw the boys still in bed and half naked she turned away embarrassed and apologized

"Oj. Sorry. I heard voices and thought you were up", she hastily turned to leave but Ki stopped her with the words, still laughing at the joke.

"It's alright, Ayano-chan. Did you know, our Sasuke is very spareful when it comes to consumed alcohol? What goes in- doesn't come out by the same route!"

They all laughed for a while and for the first time in months Sasuke really felt glad and simply... happy.