Disclaimer: I still don't own Naruto, if I did Kisame's voice in the dub wouldn't be so horrible.
Warnings: The chapter contains a yaoi incest lemon, it also contains crude language, violence, skewed thoughts on rape,OOC (you'll see what I'm talking about), and the canon is getting killed (nothing is going the way the show wants it to!) This chapter is also long, so please forgive me for that and there might be some mistakes I didn't pick up.
Pairings: Hardcore ItaSasu!
It's good to be free from that prison, I can finally breathe again. He looked into the cup of tea that was in front of him, his eyes still empty from all of the pain that he had seen. The glove in his pocket was digging into the skin of his leg painfully; touching it lightly he tried to sooth the pain. Kakashi was getting farther out of reach
He was in his own house at long last sitting on his bed drinking a cup of jasmine tea. Jasmine, how could he even think about enjoying that taste? After all that word had done to him. Yet how could he not? There was something about the taste, it was intoxicating. With every swallow he felt ecstasy course through his veins taking control.
"Itachi," he breathed as he took a breath of the vapors rising off of the cup. He wanted to be alone; the last thing that he wanted was for his team to be with him. But this time instead of them being worried, they just smiled knowing that he was back to the old Sasuke that they knew and loved, yet on the inside he was never going to be the same.
The glove was put on his pillow as he finished off his tea. Itachi could walk through that door anytime. The time in the hospital was over; it was time to talk more about the nine-tails. What exactly was his brother up to? Why would he go out of his way to come back and see the younger brother that he had deemed weak?
Does he want me to get the fox? He shook his head. No, he wasn't going to let that happen, he had made a promise that he intended to keep whether Itachi was going to persuade him or not. But what if he got violent? He had shown his real nature before. Sasuke might not have the mental strength to fight him off, he didn't before.
That night, the first night that they had sex, ran though his head. Still he couldn't stop thinking about it. The pulsations still ran through his body remembering his brother's weight on top of him. Itachi! His eyes closed tighter as he took another sip of tea. The cup fell lightly onto the mattress as he closed his eyes tighter. Itachi…
Ignoring the stains that were on his sheets he closed his eyes tighter giving into the feelings that were so long suppressed. "Again? Why now?" he swallowed hard as he lay back on the bed.
Itachi had done something to him since the day that they met up again. When they were children he never had this much response to him, and he wasn't enamored every time he thought about him. What was he going to do with himself? It was the first week that he was out of the hospital and he's wasting it on thoughts of his brother.
"I'm pathetic," he sighed looking at the gauntlet. What would Kakashi say right now? I'm not with my teammates again. But the likeliness of anything happening is slim to none. At least I hope it is…
He snuggled closer to the pillow, the doctors recommended that he stay in bed for a little longer and he was going to do it. There was no more defiance. Besides, it gave him time to formulate his attack on Itachi without thinking about the love that they once shared. He was an avenger.
Some avenger that he was, here he was thinking about all that he could do to obtain the love from him that he never got before. He wanted him more than anything he had ever wanted before. The pathway to vengeance was a confusing one and he was finally led astray by his actions. Nothing was going to stop thins from happening, the dreams, the thoughts; they were there forever even if Naruto and Sakura offered to stay by his side. They'd only be in my way. Besides I don't want them to see me like this.
His body was crying out as he looked at the glove remembering that day in the hospital room. Itachi had given him the sweetest kisses that he had ever had in his whole life, he made him part of Sasuke forever. Now he only left an unfed desire growing inside of him like an inferno. He was disgusting. He wasted all of his time on useless thoughts of killing his brother, yet now he wasn't sure if he could do it.
Dark clouds gathered around the sky, dim eyes looking through the dusty glass. Days like this he always knew meant trouble; the clouds were darker than usual. It didn't just mean rain, there was going to be a storm. He didn't do well during storms as his teammates never knew. He tried to hold back around them not giving into their sympathetic looks as he gasped whenever one started. It was more than fear, more than a nightmare come true, he would rather die. There were times where he would sometimes wet the bed, a secret that he'd rather not tell anyone. It was all because no one was there to comfort him, Itachi's arms were gone. Now it could happen again.
I guess I never really get over that fear, he curled into a ball looking at his feet his vision blurring in the dim light. When was he going to come to try to get the answers out of him? He couldn't wait any longer for the end to come. If he was going to come to torture him why didn't he hurry? It was painful.
"I'm not coming back here. I'll find you Sasuke, I promise. And I swear that I'm not going to repeat what happened a week ago."
His eyes moved to the doorway of the bedroom. Do you really mean that, Itachi? Are you a man of your word like you say you are? My pain has decreased since I've been home; my muscles are starting to feel as though they can move normally. But I don't want a repeat; I don't want you to be so rough with me. Breath filled his lungs as he sat up; he needed to get out of bed. It had been too long since he was confided in a room. Slowly he got to his feet the floor was cold on his bare flesh.
He moved closer to the door opening it a minimal amount of light coming through the darkness. The walkway seemed cold as he looked into the courtyard in the front. His inheritance was great after the clan died; he managed to keep hold of his old house. The memories still haunted him, people had been killed in there and it was his brother's hand that had done it. Yet it seemed so calm to be away from it all, he was a twelve-year-old living on his own with no one to fend for him. Konoha marveled that he was able to survive such an attack, but now he carried the unbearable weight of the Uchiha clan on his shoulders. It was his job to avenge them. It was his job to kill Itachi.
I remember the days back when I used to peak out of my door to see Itachi and Shisui saying their sweet goodbyes. I always hated Shisui for that; he was stealing Itachi away from me. You never had time for me did you, Itachi? He walked into the courtyard looking around at all of the empty space around him. He was out of the way of the rest of Konoha living his own life. He liked being alone, it made him feel safe.
But now I don't anymore, where's the safety now? You used to make me feel so safe, but now… I fear you even coming close to me. Your eyes were filled with so little emotion, where are you now? Where is your mind, Itachi? He looked up at the clouds closing his eyes tightly. The sky was growing darker, the rain would fall soon. I hate the rain… why now…? We have a few rays of sun and then it's takne away. I guess that's life though, isn't it? Nothing lasts forever.
Onyx eyes looked back at the door as the first rain drop fell, it had begun. Now he was going to stay in his house only leaving when he knew his teammates would be worried. But it only meant that he would have bottomless cups of jasmine tea waiting for his brother to finally come find him. It wouldn't be long now.
"I'm not coming back here. I'll find you Sasuke, I promise. And I swear that I'm not going to repeat what happened a week ago."
What was he going to do, was he going to come armed like last time, with weapons that were concealed until they were needed? Or was he going to come in peace this time like he said that he would? He always said he was a man of his word, but is that true? Looking around, he knew that maybe he was safe for one more day. But Itachi seemed to like to do most of his work at night or in areas where no one could stop him, once it got darker he would be able to be victim to what was about to happen.
Maybe I'm safe; he smiled as he looked up at the sky more rain falling. It was cold running down his skin, but he couldn't help but enjoy it. He still had a cold, staying out could endanger his recovery, but maybe it was the only way to clean his soul of all of his wrong doing. Wash away all of the horror that he had caused his soul in the last month. He was going to wash away Itachi.
Water fell vigorously, his hair sticking to his skin as his clothes hugged him tightly. The clouds became darker more rain falling to the ground onto him. Was he going to come even though it was raining? Probably more of a reason, Itachi's last meeting was during a thunderstorm. Maybe he loved to feed off of Sasuke's fear. He was the only one who knew how it made him feel.
"Itachi," Sasuke shivered closing his eyes looking up to the sky. Horror filled him every time the darkness took over his eyes, memories flowing back from the days in this house. His first taste of Itachi's lips. The nights wrapped in his brother's arms. The days when Itachi would come into his bedroom to change his sheets so that mother and father wouldn't know that he had an accident. It was all of the positive thoughts of his youth, but through the light he saw the real darkness, he remembered the night when the whole clan was slaughtered. The blood, he had never seen so much blood in his life, and he prayed that he would never have to see it again. What was going to come of all of this pain? Was this destiny?
Why am I the chosen one? Why am I the one that Itachi chose to avenge the clan? Does he want me to, or would he prefer that I left him alone? He looked into the darkness; the answers weren't coming easily to him. Why? Why me? I didn't ask for this… I didn't want to throw my life away just to find out that I wasted it all. It was all a waste, Itachi, but you knew that all along, didn't you? A tear fell down his cheek. "You cold bastard…"
A tremor filled his body; his body couldn't move when he thought of that night. He was going to freeze to death if he didn't snap out of it. Did he care? No, as of now he didn't care what happened to him, if Itachi came here than he wasn't with Naruto. The last thing that he wanted was the death of his best friend to rest on his shoulders forever.
Naruto was going to be safe; he was going to make it through even if he was going to have to give his own life to win Itachi's twisted game. This was his battle; all other people were to stay on the side. Sasuke wasn't going to lose another teammate, not after what had happened to Kakashi. His soul had enough torture.
Where are you? You said you were coming back, he was getting anxious. A part of him wanted to see Itachi again, just one last time before he had to kill him, one last time before he had to prove that there was no emotional attachment between them.
An unbelievable weight from the water was pushing on him; he fell to his knees shivering, still thinking of him. He was soaked, his clothes closely sticking to his skin, his hair dripping violently. Clouds filled his vision, the cold getting unbearable. He's going to come, and I'm going to take him out before he can get any closer to me. Black was starting to fill his vision from shock. No! Not yet, just a little longer… he struggled to his feet, his vision slowly swirling away from him. He couldn't take it anymore.
He was falling. Falling forward into the darkness. Falling fast. No matter how much he tried to keep his balance he kept falling closer to the ground. The darkness was here and it was… hard? What the hell? Did I even hit the ground? The power of the darkness took over as he took a deep breath and shivered.
"You're still not using your head are you, you're going to kill yourself out here," the darkness stated holding him closer, warmth circulating through his body. This wasn't darkness at all, this was a soothing feeling that he hadn't felt for days now.
"Itachi…" Sasuke breathed as he opened his eyes moving closer to the warmth behind him. "Is that you?"
Lips hit the crook of his neck as a soft hand touched his cheek pushing his head to the side. The passion that was on his neck was then put onto his lips, the tongue raping his mouth. The kiss was fierce yet there was a hint of compassion deep within of those lips. A moan bubbled from Sasuke's throat as he moved his own hand up against Itachi's chest pushing him back.
"You!" Sasuke hissed. "How did you find me?"
"Come on, you couldn't honestly assume that I have forgotten where the old house is," Itachi held the boy closer feeling him shiver. "Poor thing, you've been out here for too long, are you trying to kill yourself?"
Sasuke pushed Itachi back springing to his feet the hold that the freezing rain had on him was gone. He looked into red eyes the anger swirling through his mind. He was back after all of this time. I was waiting for this moment! Time for me to prove that I don't love him! He closed his eyes tighter feeling his chakra flow warm through his body, the sharingan activating. The irises that had once been a cold obsidian were now a malicious scarlet.
"Sharingan?" Itachi asked. "For such a petty battle?"
"Shut up!" Sasuke answered his fingers moving to his holster pulling out a single kunai. "This is personal now. I saw what you did to Kakashi. You took more than his life, you took his dignity!"
Itachi stood up brushing the wet hair out of his face. "You didn't have problem before…"
"Fuck you!" Sasuke hissed walking closer to his foe. No! Don't do this! You love him! The voices were calling him louder and louder as he moved forward. "Why did you come back?"
Itachi's voice was quiet, weak. "I told you…" he took a deep breath, "… we still need to discuss the fox. You never gave me an answer in the hospital room. I told you to think about it," his red eyes lit up with joy. "Have you come to your final decision or do you still need more time?"
The young boy's breath became labored with anger. "I don't give a damn about what you want," Sasuke's red eyes burned with a deep passion. "I'm not going to give you the fox you bastard! I'm going to kill you for what you did to our clan. I'm going to avenge everyone you've ever hurt." He held the kunai closer. "Don't stop me."
"I'm not going to," Itachi's eyes closed as he moved closer, on his knees right in front of his younger brother, his body loose. "You've wanted this for four years now, haven't you? You wake up every morning and think about how strong you are. Before you go to sleep you analyze what you had done throughout the whole day looking for weakness. You're life revolved around feeling my blood on your hands; well maybe today your dream will become a reality." Slender fingers moved to grab Sasuke's hand. "Do it," he breathed pushing the kunai closer to his neck. "Kill me."
Scarlet met scarlet in a heavy stare. It was the moment he had been waiting for. All of the years weren't a waste at all; they were all leading up to this point. The pulse point in Itachi's neck throbbed visibly as his eyes were filled with so much determination.
"Itachi," Sasuke breathed. "Don't think I won't do it."
"I know you will," Itachi responded. "All of this time you've wanted to do this, you wanted to watch me die. Your heart is in the right place. All of your emotions were stripped so you could avenge the clan that I destroyed. In my heart I know that you're right. Do I really deserve to live after what happened?"
Sasuke's eyes widened with confusion. "What are you talking about? Answer me you damn bastard!"
"I…" the older brother took a breath. "I saw the way you looked at me in the hospital. You really hate me for everything don't you? Like I said I can't blame you, but I don't regret what I did. And besides, I'm making you stronger, something for you to live for, and prove to the world that you aren't weak. Our father would be proud with your progress, Sasuke. You're a great ninja, one to be envious of."
"Stop with the flattery," Sasuke's hand was shaking as he looked down at his brother's face, seeing the water roll down his flesh. It looked like he was crying, the raindrops falling from his eyes fixing his hair to his cheeks. He looked beautiful… so Goddamn beautiful underneath the rain. The voice in the back of his head was returning. You love him!
Itachi's eyes closed his hands pulling the kunai to rest up against his pulsing carotid. "Sasuke… I want you to do this to me, why do you think that I came to you that night to abuse you? I wanted to you hate me, detest me. I wanted you to gain the power that you always dreamed of to come back and face me," his hands were shaking. "I hurt you that night to make sure that the hate wasn't going to die on me."
"You did all of that just to make me hate you?" Sasuke asked pushing the tip of the knife lightly at Itachi's neck hearing him gasp in anticipation. "You blew it way out of proportion; I already hated you more than I could ever hate. When I think of you all I think about is the pain that you gave me," his eyes were burning as his chest puffed in and out furiously. "You need to die more now than you ever did before, Itachi. After what you did to Kakashi… I will never forgive you…"
"I don't expect you to," Itachi breathed his voice low. "We're brothers, Sasuke, and we're connected in this world only by blood. You hate me more than anything, yet we will always be connected. No power in the world is going to stop the same blood that runs through my veins to run through yours. You hate what you are."
"Shut up!" Sasuke breathed. "You hate me too… and I want to know one thing," a single tear feel to the ground with the pouring rain. "Why? Why do you hate me that much? I was only a child when you did that to me. You always made it seem like I was a bother, always in your way, and you hated me for it. Why did you hate me, Itachi?"
Eyes met one another the kneeling ninja looking up into the standing's eyes. Water fell as they stood in silence only the sound of their own breath to fill the silence of the rainfall. A set of red eyes closed a sigh expelled from his lips, purple painted fingernails digging into the ground.
"Hate?" Itachi asked. "You speak of hate like it's a simple emotion. No, I never hated you, never once did I wish that you would die? Don't you remember that I was there for you when father neglected you, when mother was busy? You had no one around you, they were all interested in me, and you had to live in my shadow," he shook his head. "It wasn't fair, Sasuke, your expectations were set too high and you were starting to fall behind, and it hurt me to know that our father thought that you were nothing."
Visible tremors went through Itachi's body, every muscle giving out on him. Fingernails were digging into the ground chipping away at the paint. If there was a word to describe what he was going through, it was pain. Pulses went through the knife into Sasuke's body; the breaths seeping off of the genin's lips were labored.
"Sasuke… I never hated you," Itachi answered. "I couldn't bring myself to."
"Tell me the truth," Sasuke breathed his voice tight. "Or I'll slit your Goddamn throat!"
"I never hated you," Itachi repeated. "That night when you were six, the night when father and I were fighting, there was a huge thunderstorm, you remember right. I held you in my arms all night long kissing your forehead lightly, pleading that I wasn't going to let anything happen you to," he swallowed hard up against the metal. "You kissed my lips that night, do you remember, Sasuke?"
"What does that have to do with this?" Sasuke asked his eyes still burning with the power of the sharingan. "What are you trying to prove?"
Itachi's voice grew louder and more fluid. "Sasuke… I never hated you!" his eyes filled with an emotion, unknown to his character. "There's something deeper than that, my driving force for helping you get your dream, helping you hate me more. It's because…" his eyes looked straight up at him. "I love you more than anything…"
Sasuke felt a tear roll down his cheek. "No… don't say that!"
"I felt a pain when I watched father torment you to be like me, when I saw the constant comparison. I saw something that they couldn't. I saw your potential, and they were wasting it slowly, weakening you, killing you. I wanted to be there for you, but everything was in the way, and my hate was growing stronger for the clan. I felt ashamed to be part of it. But you… I always wanted to break your power free," his voice was strong. "I finally took it out by making you hate something, and if it had to be me… it was a sacrifice that I was willing to make…"
"Y-you did all of that to break free my potential?" Sasuke felt his brother's right hand squeeze tightly around his wrist. "But why? Why like that? And that night not too long ago when you took my dignity, that was just to augment my hate? But why? Why did I have to hate you?" his eyes watered. "I respected you, idolized you, I wanted to be you, and you made me hate you. I want to know why you put yourself in the middle of this. Itachi, what are you doing to yourself?"
The kunai was slipping from his hand as he looked down at his older brother. All of this time, for four years he had been aiming to help him obtain his dream of killing him. That's why that horrible night occurred, because he wanted to make his hate stronger, to unleash his potential. Itachi did it to put all of the torture to rest.
"I was the easiest target," Itachi answered loosening his grip on Sasuke's hand. "Who better to hate than your own brother?"
"But…" Sasuke swallowed audibly his grip on the kunai was disappearing. "I-Itachi… in my heart, deep in my heart I don't want to hurt you right now. I know, I've worked up to this moment, hating you, detesting you, just like you wanted me to, but I can't do it," he dropped the kunai to the ground. "I can't do it… not now." He fell to his knees in front of Itachi. "I didn't want to say this, but I know now… I know that there's no avoiding it anymore," his eyes transformed back into black, the sharingan disappearing. "Itachi, I love you too, more than I ever wanted to."
"Sasuke…" Itachi breathed. "How long have you felt like this?"
The young boy's tears continued to fall. "For a while, longer than you would think. There were times where I wished that Shisui was dead so I could have you to myself. When I was eight I knew that I wanted you, I was too young to have any real feelings. Now I know that I want you more than I ever wanted anything. I wasted my life on trying to destroy you, and I wanted to kill you do badly," his body was shaking violently as he reached out to embrace his brother. "When you took my virginity I knew that I wanted to take something from you that you could never get back. But now…"
Itachi's took Sasuke's shaking form into a tight embrace, pulling him tightly to his chest. "It's okay…"
"No it's not," Sasuke whimpered. "I wanted to kill you, I still do, but when I see your face… I can't do it," he buried his face in Itachi's neck. "I wish that I didn't love you… I wanted to hate you… I wanted…"
"Does it upset you that I return your feelings? Did you want me to hate you?" Itachi asked inhaling the scent of Sasuke's hair. "Tell me, Sasuke, what did you want from this? You said that when you were a child that you wanted me."
"I still want you," Sasuke breathed holding his brother closer. "I'm sick for even thinking about that though. You raped me, Itachi, I can't let that go off easy, I can't just forget about it. If you loved me…"
"I wanted to set your potential loose," Itachi breathed lifting Sasuke's chin so that their noses were touching. "I can see that I hurt you substantially, but do you regret going there that night? Don't say yes because you were raped. Do you regret it?"
Sasuke licked his lips tasting the rain water. "Sort of… but if I didn't go… then I wouldn't have known you'd be back. My heart was filled with revenge and my mind thought of countless ways to face you, but I could do it and I can't do it now. I'm drawn to you, maybe I'm under genjutsu."
"I would never use genjutsu to obtain your love, Sasuke, you have my word on that," Itachi moved closer to Sasuke's lips. "My feelings are genuine and even if you don't return them I'll always help you get what you want. I'll help you achieve your goal, your dream won't die," he moved to kiss the young boy's lips lightly his hand still tangled in his moist raven hair. "I love you, Sasuke, don't you ever doubt that…"
"Brother," Sasuke moaned as he moved forward capturing Itachi's lips in a kiss, his hands pressed up against his shoulder blades. It feels so good; he thought, his tongue slipping past Itachi's lips hearing his brother moan, the hands in his hair tightening. "Itachi…"
"Sasuke…" Itachi breathed, stroking the moist flesh of Sasuke's face.
"What?" the younger ninja asked smiling slightly.
Arms wrapped around Sasuke's body pulling him in closer, his legs on either side of Itachi's waist. A loud moan bubbled from Sasuke's lips, his brother's smooth tongue running along his neck. His heart was racing fast feeling those sweet lips touch his flash so gently. He wanted more.
"You can be rough," Sasuke breathed. "I-I don't mind…"
Itachi pulled him in closer taking his lips fiercely, Sasuke was practically screaming out in pleasure. His mouth was being invaded filling up completely with his brother's tongue, Sasuke's hands moving from Itachi's hair to either side of his face, fingernails digging into his face.
"Itachi!" he moaned taking a quick breath before his mouth was assaulted. "More, p-please!" his eyes closed tightly tears falling down his cheeks. "I told you I like it better when you're rough with me, Itachi," his body was getting limp. "No more holding back… give me your best"
"You like it rough?" Itachi whispered his voice thick with lust his breathing passionately heavy. "Sasuke, what a masochist you've become over the years. What happened to that sobbing boy on that night?"
"I thought you like causing pain," Sasuke moaned biting at Itachi's neck. "No one has ever made me feel like this before. I've kissed other people but no one makes me feel this way, not like the way you do…"
"I told you," Itachi moaned stroking Sasuke's back. "We start to love what we fear, it become a part of us, a part of us that we can't resist. You fear me but now your mind has derived sexual pleasure from that fear."
"Psychology?" Sasuke asked backing away from his brother's neck, weaving his fingers through his necklace pulling Itachi closer. "I never really enjoyed the sick way that the human mind works, and it's not exactly what I want to hear about when I'm with you. Our moments are short and I want to make every second count."'
"You're obsessive," Itachi sighed closing his eyes. "The second that I admit that I love you, the first thing you do is think that I'm going to be rough with you. I made a promise that I wasn't going to repeat what happened, and I'm a man of my word. You're out of luck now."
Sasuke's grip on the necklace became tighter as he looked straight into Itachi's eyes. It had been years since he saw the glow of real sexual stimulation on his face. The way that he was breathing, his strong arms tightly wrapping around Sasuke's small frame, the sweat forming on his skin being scattered about with the raindrops pushed down to the ground.
A roll of thunder went through the sky, Sasuke's heart stopping in his chest. "Itachi?"
"You never did get over that fear, and I gave you plenty of time," the older ninja smiled. "I'll take to inside, you're soaking wet. I don't want you to get hypothermia."
Sasuke let out a gasp as he was taken in his brother's arms being carried away from the courtyard back into the house. He was so warm up against freezing flesh. I used to pray for thunderstorms, Itachi, it was the only time where Shisui didn't have control over you. And now… I have you all to myself. He moved closer to his brother's body.
This is what I wanted all along to find, some reason of why he did it. It wasn't only to test if he could, but to unleash my potential, and even if it doesn't satisfy me that he's still hiding something, I feel as though I don't want him to leave. I want him to stay with me. I really am a monster. The door to the bedroom opened his brother guiding him to the bed. "What are your intentions with me?"
"I intend to put you in bed and discuss the fox," Itachi answered sitting the young boy on the mattress. "You're soaking wet, Sasuke. You're shivering, from the cold or your body has finally registered all of the pleasure. Either way, Sasuke, I think it would be wise for you to stay in bed."
"Y-you're leaving?" Sasuke asked.
"Don't you want me to leave?" Itachi asked. "You said you weren't going to give me the fox… that means that I have no business with you…"
"Itachi," Sasuke breathed, his voice heavy. "I'll give you the damn fox; just don't leave me… if you love me you'd stay with me through the storm. There are messages going through my body when I look at you right now. I want what you did to me… I want to have sex with you again."
Itachi rolled his eyes and sighed. "I said…"
"You said you wouldn't repeat what you did to me that night. I want it, so it's consensual," Sasuke took a deep breath as he shivered. "Itachi, please, this is the only time that will ever surrender to you. Isn't that what you wanted: the ultimate surrender? Don't you want to feel my body finally give in to yours? This is what you wanted."
Hands moved to the bottom of Sasuke's shirt pulling it over his head tossing it to the ground. In Itachi's eyes he saw a hunger that he thought he would never be able to witness. His hands moved to undo Sasuke's pants pulling them off of his legs leaving him naked. The genin's shivered, how was this making him warmer?
"You're beautiful," Itachi breathed looking straight into Sasuke's eyes, caressing his face gently moving closer. "Now that we got you out of those clothes…" his other hand was up against Sasuke's chest pushing him back onto the bed.
"You pervert," Sasuke hissed passionately.
"Come on, Sasuke, you said that you wanted it?" Itachi's lips kissed lightly at his sternum. "Well?"
A rolling heat filled Sasuke's body, his hands pinned above his body, feeling the fervid kisses trail down his neck to his navel. Wet moans filled the atmosphere, muscles pulsing violently, could he take this torture? His hands shook in Itachi's grip, his legs spreading little by little; he was going to give in. The ultimate surrender.
"Itachi!" he breathed shakily. "I-I…"
Itachi's breathing was thick, his body moving in between Sasuke's legs. Passionate electric sparks were pressed lightly at his inner thighs with sweet kisses, red eyes closed tightly in relish. The contact of lips to skin was muffled by heavy breathing and rushing heartbeats, but Sasuke could feel it.
Sasuke panted louder, the hands that slew his parents running along his flesh. He was deriving pleasure from that very touch. The body that destroyed so many souls and never shed a single tear for his crimes was caressing him so lovingly, being so gentle with him. Is this the Itachi that he made up? Or was that all a test too? He didn't ask. His mouth couldn't formulate words as fervid purrs rolled off of his lips. More!
His body burned as blood rushed like fire through his veins, his brother's lips still touching his thighs, sucking gently at the moist skin. All control was gone, there was no more holding back on his part. All of the fear, all of the hate, it all left only need was left. More, he wanted more than his brother was giving him. He had become a part of him that he didn't want to disregard.
"Itachi…" Sasuke breathed giggled. "Stop that…"
His brother backed away from Sasuke's body looking into onyx eyes, obeying the command. "Do you just want a companion during the storm?"
"I don't want you to go out there, Itachi," Sasuke breathed heavily. "I-I want you to stay here with me… you could die out there…" his body was shaking as Itachi's hand caressed his face. "Just stay with me, Itachi. I need you…" his hands moved to push the robe off of his brother's shoulders the garment falling to the ground along with those of Sasuke. "P-please…"
Warmth left his body, hands moving away to the forehead protector tied on Itachi's body. The piece of metal fell into his hands joining the discarded clothes on the floor. The rain fell harder, pounding against the window, the smell of jasmine and sweat circulating through the room in a thick intoxicating haze.
"Sasuke," Itachi breathed moving in between Sasuke's legs taking him lips in a passionate kiss. Moist raven hairs stuck to the rainwater and sweat that glazed Itachi's skin, the stray strands adhering to Sasuke's cheek. His breath was warm, condensing on the younger brother's lips with every pant.
Sasuke's hand moved to the bottom of Itachi's shirt pulling it up slowly over his head. "I've been waiting years to have you like this, brother," he held the thin shirt in his hands as he looked at the left side of Itachi's chest, the spot where he'd hit him. In that very spot there was a dark violet bruise. "Does it hurt?" he touched it lightly hearing Itachi wince. "It still hasn't healed," his eyes moved to meet red. "I'm sorry…"
"Don't apologize," Itachi breathed. "That was great chakra control; you put just the right amount into the fist to disable me, but not to kill me. Not many people can do that," his lips hit Sasuke's neck. "You're improving…"
Both of them were on the mattress kissing passionately, hands shaking as they held onto one another tightly. Lust swirled through the room shaking hands undoing Itachi's pants gently stroking the hardening flesh.
"I want to touch you…" Sasuke breathed his voice a low whisper, his hand wrapped around his brother's length. "I wasn't able to last time…" his chest rose and fell as he tightened his grip, his brother crying out in pleasure. "I'm going to make you moan, Itachi," teeth grazed lightly at Itachi's jaw line. "I-I love you…"
"I love you too," Itachi smirked moving his hands on either side of Sasuke's body. Red eyes morphed into the black ones that he had once loved, the feeling more passionate than the scarlet. All of the fear that had once hid in the corners of the dark room were now gone, it only left the desire.
"Itachi…" Sasuke breathed. "P-please…"
Pulling away from Sasuke he licked his fingers lightly, letting out low moans as he did so. The same fingers that invaded Sasuke's body were now in Itachi's mouth moistening. Watching the way his brother's lips moved around the fingers, the saliva that was running down his chin, Sasuke wanted those fingers inside of him. He legs spread wider as his eyes closed tightly, eager for their entry. This is it…
"This might hurt," Itachi warned his voice overpowered by panting the pressure of his fingers right outside of Sasuke's body. "But you already knew that."
"Why are you being so nice?" the young boy hissed.
"You made me promise," Itachi smiled pushing a single finger in hearing Sasuke cry out. "I said I wasn't going to repeat all of the pain that I've given you. So, I'll be gentle now."
The finger moved in deeper Sasuke's body starting to adjust, moans leaving his lips with every movement. "Itachi!" His eyes closed tightly muscles tightening in a combination of shock and pleasure, spreading his legs wider. The finger swiveled, did anything it could to stretch him out. "I-Itachi!"
As another was added, Sasuke moved his pelvis allowing it to go in deeper to brush up against his prostate. The scissoring motion almost made him lose it right there, his body was on fire, blazing with no end. A warm blush rolled across his cheeks feeling his body getting spread wider, his breath caught in his throat. He swallowed hard trying to muffle the screams of passion, the more he screamed the less he would recieve the passion that he craved. He was getting restless.
"Itachi… more…" Sasuke breathed gripping the sheets tightly hearing the thunderclap outside. He let out a low moan his body shaking; the storm was stimulating him more, made him long for his brother's protective embrace. "I can't take it anymore."
The fingers moved from Sasuke's body much to his disproval, he felt abandoned and cold, but as he looked into his brother's obsidian eyes he knew that wasn't the case, it was here, the passion that he craved for so long. After having a taste of what he could do that night he wanted more, he wanted it all.
Itachi spat in his hand coating himself with the thick moisture, the heat roiling off of his body was filling the closed space of the room, making it harder to breathe. It was getting too heated to even breathe, the smell of jasmine stronger than ever. Sasuke's eyes closed as he took a deep breath. I wanted this for so long… now I'm starting to think I don't deserve this. His brother's hands took him pulling him up from his laying position on the bed.
"What are you doing?" Sasuke asked watching his brother sit up against the headboard looking into his eyes. "Itachi?"
"Don't call me a liar," Itachi breathed holding Sasuke by the hips pulling him closer, "but I might have to break my promise and hurt you so it can become a reality."
"I told you, Itachi…" Sasuke breathed trembling in his brother's hands. "I like it when your rough with me…" his hands moved to caress Itachi's face. "Come on… I can't wait any longer."
A roll of thunder filled his ears as he felt himself situated right over his brother's length. He was filled with a sudden feeling as the lightening flashed: pain. Only in small amounts but he couldn't help but cry out as he was slowly penetrated.
"It's going to be okay, Sasuke," Itachi breathed his voice thick with sympathy. "Take a deep breath…"
Fingernails dug into Itachi's back drawing blood. It wasn't as much pain as it was shock; Sasuke was allowing this to happen to his body. As he felt his body swallow his brother more and more the taste of blood filled his mouth, his teeth biting at the crook of Itachi's neck hearing him let out a moan.
"Itachi…" the young ninja breathed, feeling his body fully take Itachi in.
Sasuke moved his teeth from Itachi's neck to kiss his lips lightly, his body still shaking, his muscles clenching. The room was spinning, the smell of jasmine captivating his senses. Breath stopped for a second as he swallowed hard. "I-Itachi…"
"Are you okay?" Itachi asked kissing Sasuke's forehead.
Sasuke nodded shakily. "I-I'm fine…" his arms wrapped around his brother's body his eyes closing tightly. "Keep going, Itachi… I'm alright…" a tear rolled down his cheek his lips trembling. "I'm fine…"
The first thrust made Sasuke cry out in rapture and agony feeling his pulse rush faster. His arms wrapped tighter his breathing was erratic every thrust sending him deeper and deeper into the chasm of lust. Hormones rushed through his body sending signals hurriedly. Is this what it's really like?
"Sasuke," Itachi breathed barely audible above the sound of the mattress springs creaking from the movements of his body. Arms wrapped around Sasuke's body tightly the storm raging outside. He never broke eye contact from Sasuke who was panting and moaning taking deep breathes through his mouth. Heat rushed to his face, a blush forming lightly.
Lips clashed as they moved closer to one another the movements of their bodies becoming harder, hitting Sasuke's sensitive spot from the inside making him scream in pleasure. Itachi was starting to go insane from that passionate warmth that was deep inside of Sasuke's body making his heart pulse harder than he thought it could. He continued to move slowly, the young boy panting with every thrust.
"Itachi!" Sasuke cried out sweat pouring down his skin. "Harder…" his lips took Itachi's again, his pelvis moving against every thrust. Swirling colors were behind his eyes. Sasuke thought that he hated him more than anything. When Itachi came to mind it was all about his blood, but tasting the metallic tang of his blood on his lips made him know that it was pleasure he was seeking all along. Another moan passed the threshold of bloody lips, a shiver rushing down his spine.
"You okay?" Itachi asked, slowing down a little. "The storm? Is it the roll of thunder that's making you tremble? Or is it the fact that you're getting all that you ever wanted. My blood is staining your lips, the blood you've wanted to spill all along…" he swallowed hard on a moan. "Well Sasuke…"
"Both," the younger boy answered looking into his brother's black eyes weaving his hands through the necklace, pulling him close to his lips. "You see, Itachi, I got you right where I want you…" his teeth bit lightly at Itachi's lip, blood splashing on his chin. "You're mine now, Itachi Uchiha… faster."
"We'll see who belongs to whom," Itachi purred moving deeper into Sasuke's body making him sweat. "I will always be stronger than you, and that thought is the one that's making you moan," teeth grazed his at Sasuke's neck his manicured nails digging into his cheeks. "You love me because you hate me…"
"I hate you because I love you," Sasuke breathed feeling the thrusting slowing down again. "What's wrong? Are you in pain?" his vision blurred as he felt his back push flat against the mattress his brother's weight knocking the wind out of him. "Itachi!" the change in position, the change of angle, it made his heart stop for a brief moment. "Itachi! Yes…" his body was trembling. "I-I-Itachi!"
"Sasuke!" Itachi's voice was tight as he placed hands on either side of his brother's body, Sasuke's fingers still entwined in the necklace.
"Itachi!
"Sasuke!"
Passion filled the room, the sound of their breathing and the loud creaking of the bed were the only sounds to be heard. With every pulsation that went through their bodies they were closer to the edge, closer to the point where they were going to give into their pleasure. Moans filled the room muffled by a series of kisses.
I won't last much longer, Sasuke thought closing his eyes tightly feeling Itachi's lips up against his. The heat was circulating violently through his body; the blush on his face was deeper than before. "Itachi," he whispered feeling the heat in his stomach swirling faster. "I… I love you…"
He gave into the pleasure, moaning loudly, the heat rolling forward splashing onto his brother's stomach hearing a hiss come from his lips. Sasuke's breath caught in his throat, his heart stopping for a second as he felt himself lose it. His whole body shook as he continued to feel the thrusting, the flesh pulsing deep inside of him. It wouldn't be long until Itachi was finished as well.
"Itachi…" Sasuke breathed wrapping his arms around Itachi's body, his onyx eyes watering violently. The thunder was still sounding outside of the house as the rain fell harder, it was dark and dreary out there, but right where he was lying, it was heaven.
Itachi's body started to become inconsistent, the peak was coming soon as he took Sasuke's lips in a deep passionate kiss, his tongue filling his mouth completely, the young boy moaning loudly, his legs shaking slightly around Itachi's body. The young boy couldn't take it anymore; his body was losing all strength.
Heat rolled into Sasuke's body, hearing the muffled moan come from his brother's lips as the last thrusts were being administered. It was electrifying how much passion went into every movement. Slowly the haze that encircled them was easing up.
"I love you too," Itachi panted in Sasuke's ear. "More than anything that is in this Godforsaken world," he pulled himself out of Sasuke's body hearing his younger brother whimper in disapproval. "You look worn out…"
"Was that the best that you got?" Sasuke asked breathing heavily his whole body still shaking. "I know that you were holding back, I could feel it…"
Itachi smirked lying back on the bed. "You think I held back?"
"You always hold back," Sasuke breathed his body slowly moving to move next to his brother's. "Next time, I don't want you to do that… I don't want you to go easy on me, I can handle it, Itachi."
Sasuke moved to rest his ear up against Itachi's chest hearing the beating of his heart, inhaling the smell of jasmine and sweat. The stickiness of their tenderness was still on his stomach as Itachi breathed heavier. "You look good like that, sweaty and blushing," his fingers dipped into the white fluid. "You're completely worn out," he sucked on his finger passionately moaning at the salty tang of the liquid. "The taste of sweet surrender is addicting, isn't it, brother?"
"Surrender?" Itachi asked watching as Sasuke moved to his knees licking at his stomach. "You never wanted to give into me; you wanted me to give into you."
Sasuke's tongue moved skillfully licking up all of the mess that was on Itachi's flesh hearing his breathing accelerate. It tasted weird to have a part of him in his own mouth, but he couldn't take his tongue away from the tightening muscles of his brother's stomach. Even after the mess was gone, he continued to lick at Itachi's flesh watching a blush roll across his face as he did so.
"Why did you come here?" Sasuke asked looking up into Itachi's eyes. "You weren't intending on sleeping with me, so what was your purpose?"
Itachi caught his breath. "I wanted to discuss the plan with you, but I can see that you're worn out. It can wait as long as I want it to as long as they don't get to him first," he touched Sasuke's face. "I need you, Sasuke, I lost everything and you're the only chance that I have for getting anything that I need back. You're the reason why I came back here; I need you more now then I ever did before."
"You need me?" Sasuke asked.
"I need your allegiance," the older brother breathed his hand running through Sasuke's moist hair. "All I need to know is if you'll serve me and become a part of my life once again. I know that I hurt you, but I feel as though we can put this all aside," he swallowed hard. "I'd do anything… I'd even let you kill me when we're done."
The young boy moved back to his brother's chest taking a deep breath, the sweat still thick on his skin, the smell of jasmine coming off of his body as well. It was all about him, that's why his brother came to the house. It wasn't to just see if he could get another round of sex out of him. Itachi didn't even want the sex. It was about Naruto again. It was about revenge, the only way that he can back at the ones who was the organization that had dropped him.
"I'm sorry," Sasuke breathed. "I'm sorry that they left you."
"I don't need them," Itachi breathed stroking Sasuke's hair gently. "They don't know what they let go. They're going to pay for what they did. They're not going to win as long as I'm alive. I just need you now, Sasuke," he kissed him on the forehead. "But I don't want you to be hurt in this… if they touch you, I'll kill them."
Sasuke breathed heavily as the last roll of thunder ran through his ear. "I'm so cold, Itachi…"
Itachi moved to pull the blanket over both of them his arms wrapping around him tightly both of their breathing patterns upset by their passion. The sweat on Itachi's chest stuck onto his own flesh, the heat rolling onto him. The possessive embrace that he dreamed about was back, listening to the beating of his heart. The heart that wanted to stop was now the one that he didn't want to miss a pulsation of.
His eyes closed as he snuggled closer to Itachi's body a light kiss on his lips. "I love you, Itachi."
Resting his head on the moist crook of his brother's neck, he gave into sleep, his brother's embrace not easing up for a second. The thoughts kept swirling through his head. Was he really in love with his brother? Or was this all just because he heard the same words seep off of his lips? It was genuine, he knew that now, he wanted his brother was more than anything.
The beating of his heart was entrancing him, holding him into a passionate haze smelling the jasmine. The smell brought him closer to his brother breathing gently in his ear. He never wanted Itachi to leave again. He had given him everything now, including his heart and he wasn't going to take that away from him.
"I love you too, Sasuke," Itachi breathed falling into a state of sleep the sound of his breathing sending chills down Sasuke's spine. The sound of his breath and the beating of his heart made him long for more.
Author's Note: I know, that wasn't that great of a lemon, sorry for that. Itachi's back... this is the start of a new arc which won't end until approx Chapter 13-ish (you're going to be seeing a lot of Itachi). So what did you think? Good? Bad? Do you think I should just kill Itachi so this story doesn't have to go on any longer? Honesty is my policy, you won't hurt my feelings.