Swollen Obsidian Eyes Chapter 17, a naruto fanfic

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or anything that is involved in the anime/manga.

Warnings: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS A LEMON! It also contains yaoi incest, blood/violence, coarse language, sexual content, use of alcohol, OOC, and the canon is gone. There are also a few errors (mostly in the lemon section at the end) that I didn't pick up, sorry about that. This is also a long chapter so bear with me once again. I hope you enjoy.

Pairings: ItaSasu

Sasuke tossed and turned in his bed, a whole week had gone by, today was the day when it was all going to start. The training that Itachi had been walking through the room smiling about was here. It was more than just words that ran through his body as he wrapped his arms around Itachi's body as they lay together, this was more than a dream. This was real.

Part of him was looking forward to training. Even though his old goal of wanting to kill Itachi had disintegrated, he still longed for the power to equal him. Butterflies were joyfully flapping in his stomach as he gripped his pillow, a smile rolling across his lips. He had seen Itachi's moves before when he was young, the way that he used the fire techniques that made the Uchiha clan something to be feared. The way that his body moved as he used weapons, hitting every target with great ease, it all ran through Sasuke's mind remembering the days when Itachi would take him to the woods to watch him train. It was all coming back, but this time he was going to be included.

He snuggled deeper into the blankets trying his hardest to get every last minute of sleep that he could, hearing the sounds from outside his door. For the whole week, his brother would come in covered with blood staining the floors. He could hear his breathy cries before he came in to kiss Sasuke goodnight. Itachi wasn't resting for a second throughout this whole plan; he never rested a day in his life.

"Are you awake?" a voice asked from outside the door accompanied by the sound of metal sharpening. "Or do you need a few more minutes?"

Sasuke let out a low groan. "What time is it, Itachi?"

"Nine," Itachi breathed, the sound of metal still being heard. "Why do ask?"

The sound of the sharpening metal created a bubbling in Sasuke's stomach; he was sharpening weapons the night before he stabbed Asuma Sarutobi. Something had to be wrong. Why else would he be sitting outside of the bedroom sharpening only God knew what weapon? The churning caused him to raise himself out of the bed looking around the darkness of the room.

"Are you alright?" Sasuke asked taking a deep breath. "What are you sharpening?"

Itachi was silent for a second before he spoke up saying a weapon that Sasuke wished he would never hear again. "Sai."

Sasuke swallowed hard, a burning pain in his wrists as he remembered that night. That very pair of sais that Itachi had in his possession right now were the ones that were used to pin him down. The pain of those blades slicing against his skin made his heart race, with fear or rapture he didn't know.

"The sais?" Sasuke asked before swallowing hard walking toward the door. "You still have them?"

"Of course, they're part of my arsenal," Itachi answered continuing to sharpen the blades. "I know how you feel about them…"

The door opened as Sasuke took a step forward looking at his brother. He looked different than usual; he had been making a lot of changes over the past weak spending most of his time in his old room. He had been stocking up on different kinds of weapons that he would need through his journey.

His whole outfit had changed from the day that they met by the river. The red clouded robe that he once wore was discarded draped somewhere in Sasuke's room. The organization pants that he had once worn were replaced by a pair much like it that didn't go as low stopping mid calf, the remainder of his leg wrapped in bandages much like his old style. He kept the shirt that he used to wear underneath the Akatsuki robe as well as the necklace, but what Sasuke understood the least was the ring that was worn on his finger, the ring of that damned organization.

"You really eased up since then," Sasuke breathed looking down at his brother who was holding the sai tightly. "That's it…"

Itachi lowered the weapon with a sigh. "Sasuke…"

"Can I hold it?" the boy asked quickly reaching out to touch the metal kneeling next to his brother. "Can I?"

Itachi smiled lightly. "Just don't hurt yourself."

Sasuke gripped the handle of the weapon feeling the weight of it. He looked at the three prongs imaging this weapon in action; it must take a person with knowledge to use this weapon. The amount of force that must have been exerted while his brother drove them into the ground must have been unbearable. It was a light weapon, but deadly in nature.

"These look tough," the young boy sighed. "How did you learn to use these?"

"With hard work and a lot of alcohol," Itachi answered leaning up against the wall the sound of his sheathed sword hitting the hard surface. "You'll get up there someday, after you learn how to use the rest of the weapons."

Sasuke handed the sai back to Itachi. "So what are you going to teach me?"

The older brother smiled as he looked at Sasuke. "I'm going to teach you an important lesson; we can stay inside for this one. It's the most vital lesson for all of the techniques that I'm going to teach you," he stood up placing the sai back in its respective holster. "We can go into your bedroom for this one."

Sasuke followed Itachi into the room watching him sit on the floor quickly looking up at him. "What's going on?"

"We're beginning," Itachi answered as he undid the belt that held the holsters for the sais dropping it to the floor along with the sheathed katana. "I'm going to ask you to join me on the floor. You're about to learn that I'm a different tutor than Kakashi or the academy. I'm retouching the basics to hone your stills."

Sasuke sat on the floor across from Itachi looking into his eyes. "So what is the point of all of this? What are you trying to teach me?"

Itachi smiled as he closed his eyes. "Chakra control, you're going to need it."

"I know that already," Sasuke complained. "I want to learn something new. I know how to control my chakra and concentrate it into a perfect jutsu."

"Try doing Great Clone Explosion with the amount of chakra you exert, you won't have enough to even move afterward," he scoffed. "How could I expect you to unlock the mangekyou sharingan, the techniques that come with those eyes require an inhuman amount of chakra."

"I know how to control it," Sasuke argued looking away from Itachi. "Or did you forget what I did to you that night?"

Itachi grasped his ribcage. "I remember what you did to me. I want you to be able to do that using less chakra. I don't want you to tire as easily."

Sasuke closed his eyes letting out a deep breath. "Like this?" he kept his body stiff, this was the last thing that he expected. He thought he would be out learning something rather than sitting around doing the same old training techniques. A feeling reached out to his shoulders, his brother's hands.

"I told you to cooperate," the teenager sighed. "Didn't I tell you that I was going to reward you if you did everything that I said? You're already being difficult when you were the one who was begging for this," his hands rubbed up against Sasuke's tense shoulders. "I promise that you will learn something after this is done."

Sasuke took a deep breath. "Are you lying to me?"

"No," Itachi answered with a smile increasing the joy in his words. "This is going to perfect the way that you learn the jutsus as well as help your sharingan move up to the last step before the mangekyou."

Letting out a deep breathe Sasuke eased up. "Now what do you want me to do?"

"Take deep breaths through your nose, but don't follow I don't to your lungs, focus on letting air out and in through your nostrils. Block everything else out, all of the stress, all of the pain, just focus on breathing."

Sasuke complied breathing heavily, feeling the warmth of his brother's still bandaged left hand on his shoulder, the marks that Asuma gave him still underneath. How could he block everything out when it was all right in front of him? Itachi was his love, his hate, his security, his pain; he was everything that Sasuke had built his life off of. He focused on breathing through his nose, his body calming down feeling the chakra rolling within his body.

"Itachi, what does this have to do with chakra?" Sasuke asked taking deep breaths before and after his sentence.

"Everything," the older brother sighed, annoyance present in his voice. "Don't you know a chakra exercise when you see it? This is going to teach you self control as well as augmenting the power of the flow."

"And how is breathing going to do that?" Sasuke asked in a frustrated tone. "Can't you make me climb trees or walk on water? This is just stupid," he felt his brother's hands tighten on his shoulders. "What are you trying to do?"

"We're going to make this lesson more fun," Itachi smiled touching at Sasuke's cheek. "Send your chakra from your hand," his right hand gripped at Sasuke's left, "through mine. Let's see how little you can send."

"What make you think that I can do that?" Sasuke asked.

"It's a basic technique," Itachi continued. "Allow me to demonstrate it."

Sasuke felt his brother's hand tighten up against his on; the sound of Itachi's breathing filling his ears. The exercise that he was passing off as the stupidest thing that he had ever heard was working slowly, as he felt the tingle of chakra running through his fingertips. In all of his studies, he never thought that someone could do this, send chakra through another person's body, not this easily.

"How do you…?"

"It's simple," Itachi answered as Sasuke opened his eyes looking down at their hands. "I simply move my chakra throughout my body focusing it in my hand; using more of my mentality I can force the chakra through the pores of your body. This can be used for many jutsus, mostly medical."

"Medical?" Sasuke questioned. "What do I care about medical ninjutsu?"

"Don't be an idiot!" Itachi argued letting go of Sasuke's hand his voice raising a little, calming quickly. "You never know down the line when someone's going to be dying and you're the only one around to save them. Do you want to feel helpless as they slip away? You might not want to learn it now, but if you master this ability than you will be able to do more techniques than you would ever think possible."

"What do your techniques do?" Sasuke asked.

"I have to build chakra up n my body to dangerous levels in order to attempt most of them. Amaterasu is the one where it's all focused to your eyes a technique where the chance of blindness is high…" Itachi took a breath. "But you don't have to know about the details."

"What about Tsukuyomi?" Sasuke asked moving closer.

"Tsukuyomi also requires chakra concentration in the eyes, but it also requires a clear mind, hence the breathing exercises," he took another breath. "However, there's a lot more to chakra than that, and you still haven't tried to do anything yet. This isn't a lecture; I want to see if you can do it."

The younger brother closed his eyes. "You want me to raise my body's chakra to dangerous levels?"

"No," Itachi breathed holding out his hand. "I want to see how you can use chakra through my body," he reached his hand out farther as he looked into Sasuke's eyes. "I'm not scared of what you can do. Show me…"

Sasuke moved his hand forward, tremors running beneath his skin. He knew it could be done, but with how much chakra. Itachi said that chakra was used in medical ninjutsu, but too much could also kill him. He swallowed hard as he took the flesh of Itachi's right hand, the hand that was uninjured by all of the attacks that he had gone through.

"Are you sure about this?" Sasuke asked.

Itachi scoffed. "And you said you wanted to kill me?"

Sasuke's eyes narrowed as he squeezed on the hand tighter. "Take that comment back!"

The older brother shook his head. "No," he smiled wickedly. "I'm going to use that as your driving force for this lesson. You see there's something else about you that I've noticed, and I think this will fix it," he scoffed again. "You wanted to kill me and you won't even send some chakra through me."

Sasuke's eyes narrowed as he squeezed tighter on the hand, Itachi's gaze not backing down. "Why are you being such a dick?"

"Because," Itachi leaned in closer to Sasuke, "I can be."

Sasuke's eyes narrowed as he let out a low growl, feeling the flow of his chakra moving straight to his hand. No! If I hurt him I'm just going to prove that all of those words hurt me. Itachi is a conniving prick, he's never been this straightforward. This isn't to hurt him, it's to train me. He slowly exerted a small amount of chakra feeling his pulse rise slightly at the feeling. "Like that?"

Itachi nodded as he let go standing up. "You did well," he turned to his side starting to grab all of the holsters that had been discarded to the side. "You're getting better as the day progresses."

Sasuke watched as his brother draped the strap to the katana sheath around him. "That's it? That's all you're going to do with chakra control?"

"I'm going to bring you into a better area," Itachi sighed buckling the belt that held the sais around his waist. "You're control of your anger and jealousy has settled down, which was the point of this lesson. No matter how much I angered you, you stayed at a civil level. That's an improvement."

The younger brother continued to sit on the floor. "You're an ass," he felt his brother's hand move to stroke the soft flesh of his face. "Itachi, what are you doing?" he breathed heavily feeling his body being pressed up against his brother's in a hug. "Itachi?"

"You did well," Itachi repeated kissing Sasuke on the cheek. "But you still need work. Soon you will be faced with an opponent, and they will require you to do more than just rely on your chakra control. I'm going to cover all that I know that I am able to teach you without the mangekyou sharingan," he backed away. "Come on, we're going outside."

Itachi moved toward the door walking slowly, looking down at his ring once before looking back up. He had been doing that repeatedly over the past couple of days before he sharpened weapons, screaming slight curses through the whole house, his voice echoing off of the walls, still ringing in Sasuke's ears. He wasn't the same big brother that Sasuke remembered any of the nights of hell that he had gone through, he was trying his hardest to protect him.

"Itachi," Sasuke breathed. "What exactly am I going to learn out here?"

"I never thought you'd ask," Itachi breathed. "You probably haven't fully grasped the concept of what I am about to teach you, only knowing either the basics or nothing at all about it," he turned to him as they were in the middle of the part of the village that used to belong to the Uchiha clan. "The jutsu that I'm going to teach you was taught to me when I was nine by a person who was very close to me," he looked into Sasuke's eyes. "The Body Flicker."

"Body Flicker?" Sasuke asked the wind blowing toward him, his fingers struggling to keep the hair out of his face. "Shisui…"

"The only jutsu that I learned from him," Itachi breathed as he closed his eyes. "Do you need a demonstration?" he closed his eyes even tighter letting the wind toss his hair violently. His breathing stopped all signs of respiration gone as he moved hishands to his side.

Sasuke blinked and his brother was gone from in front of him. Did he run? No, he would have felt that. He had seen Kakashi do this, but usually with a puff of smoke or some sort of warning, this was different, his brother was nowhere to be seen.

"That's the Body Flicker," Itachi smiled from behind him. "It's a lot easier than you genin think it is. With people at your level all they think about is the cool techniques. Tell me, what technique of mine do you want the most?"

"Something of substance," Sasuke sighed. "I've had it with the defense mechanisms. I want something of offense."

Itachi laughed lightly. "Damn will you be disappointed."

Sasuke looked at his brother who was looking aimlessly at nails and then back up at him. "What does that mean? What are you talking about disappointment? Itachi, what are you trying to do to me?"

"It's not what I'm doing to you, it's the fact that you want something of substance, a jutsu that a can use for an attack instead of a defense. All of the techniques in my arsenal that fit that description, you already know, you know all of the fire-based jutsus that I know, probably at the same precision," he grasped the handle of his katana. "This is my offense, and I doubt you would even be able to hold one of these with those cumbersome hands of yours."

Sasuke huffed turning away from his brother. "And on the subject of hands, yours are still in bandages."

Itachi sighed. "Just do the damn jutsu."

"Did I hit a sensitive spot?" Sasuke asked with a smirk.

"I have no weak spots that you can hit without hitting one of your own," Itachi smiled back. "In your company I'm pretty safe when it comes to that part of the human soul. Now show me the Body Flicker."

Sasuke closed his eyes. "I have to focus my chakra."

Itachi closed his eyes remembering the day when he learned this technique, Shisui's arms wrapped around him as he tried to muster up enough chakra to even dream of the technique. The words that he whispered were still echoing in his ears, the words of encouragement. This technique was the one that made Itachi feel whole, like he was going to be as good as Shisui. The security died quickly.

"You think you can beat me, Itachi? You are so dumb aren't you? You know after all of this time it would have to come down to this. We are the only two ninja in this clan who could survive the transition. But can your body take a little blood loss, kid?"

"Itachi," Sasuke breathed. "How does this technique go again?"

Itachi sighed walking forward. "Focus your chakra throughout your body and stabilize it. Then try to move, but use the chakra to augment your speed giving an almost teleporting effect. Try it…"

Sasuke closed his eyes repeating all of the preliminary actions that Itachi took, remembering the lesson that was evident inside of the house. The breathing was that how chakra was supposed to be harnessed, trying to control stress throughout the body not letting it own you? Itachi seemed to do wonders with it, exerting as little chakra as necessary not wearing his body out too soon.

He took deep breaths, stopping the flow of air all together before allowing his body to take on the technique. All he could think of were the words that Itachi had said recently. He hadn't changed; he was always trying to make Sasuke feel weak. He was the same bastard that he left behind.

"And you said you wanted to kill me?"

He closed his eyes tightly as he felt the chakra take control of his body. No! Itachi I can still kill you, I could, if my heart hadn't fallen for you all of those years ago, and if you hadn't fallen for me.

As he opened his eyes he stood on the rooftop of the house that was next to them, he had finished another one of Itachi's ridiculous techniques, but he didn't get the response he wanted. As Itachi glared up at him, it wasn't a baffled look like he thought he couldn't do it. It was a very calm look almost unimpressed.

"Good," Itachi breathed as he grabbed his sword.

"What do we do now?" Sasuke asked sitting down on the rooftop.

"Now, the last thing that I think is on the necessary list of training styles. What I've noticed about Kakashi is he's excellent at weapon to weapon contact when his opponent has a large weapon while he only wields a kunai. If you can do that, Sasuke, you would be an amazing ninja."

Sasuke scoffed. "You just called a man that you hate an amazing ninja."

"Well," Itachi continued the sound of the tip of the sword hitting the ground filling the quiet atmosphere. "Maybe that's why I hate him. Now come down here so I can test your skills."

"You think I'm going to let you swing a sword at me?" Sasuke asked looking away looking straight up into the clouds laying on the flat edge of the roof. "I'm not that stupid, Itachi."

"You're scared," Itachi smiled as he looked up at him. "You're scared that you're going to get hurt by me."

"No," Sasuke breathed not paying attention to the man on the ground. "And taunts aren't going to work on me this time, Itachi. You're going to have to try a little harder than that to get me down."

Itachi lifted the sword placing it back in its sheath. "Fine, I'll be at home waiting for you, Sasuke. When you feel like training again come to me. I have no time to wait for you and your little spurts of rebellion."

"Fuck you," Sasuke hissed. "You think that I'm going to let you kill me? I've seen you use that sword, it's amazing. What's in this for me?"

Itachi turned as he looked up at him. "For you? You want to make a bet? Yes, a bet. The weapons that I'm wearing right now aren't the only weapons that I own. I have more hidden away in the house. If you can beat me at my own game and you can even make a decent scratch on me, I will give you one to call your own."

"What kind of weapon?" Sasuke asked sitting up. "It's not a shuriken is it?"

"No, no," Itachi shook his head brushing the hair out of his face. "The weapon that I'm going to give you is one that has a lot more force involved than a shuriken. With the weapon that I give you, opponents will fall."

"I know that's an over exaggeration," Sasuke hissed. "You're going to give me a kunai aren't you?"

"You have hundreds of kunai," the older brother continued. "This weapon isn't one that people carry in bulk."

Sasuke looked down at his brother watching the hand wrap around the handle of the sword. He was preparing for the worst as his left hand moved his mouth, teeth biting at that bandages. The white strips fell, the sight bring back memories that Sasuke thought he had forgotten. His hand was still mangled, although still able to move, the bruises piercing Sasuke through the heart. That night filled with blood came back to him, the night where he thought that he lost everything.

"Come," Itachi ordered as he looked up at Sasuke. "Come here and lose the bet that we just made. Come on, Sasuke, come down and take me on."

Sasuke reached behind him to grab a kunai. "Don't use any ninjutsu or genjutsu techniques, this is all about weapons."

"I understand that," Itachi breathed as he watched Sasuke jump down. "I can't kill you, but that doesn't mean I'm holding back!"

Sasuke met the space right in front of his brother, the kunai hitting the katana the sound of metal clashing filling his ears. The grip that Itachi had on the weapon was almost unbreakable as Sasuke kept flinging the kunai at the sword trying to make him drop some hold.

"Is this the best you've got?" Itachi asked pushing the sword toward Sasuke. "You can't even stop the sword from coming."

Sasuke looked into his eyes. "Let's see how well you do at this without your clones to stab me in the back," Sasuke moved forward taking one hand off of the kunai reaching behind him to undo the pouch that held the rest of his kunai. "How about you see how you fare against," he brought his hand to the front again, "two kunai."

"You won't put a scratch on me with those," Itachi smirked as he backed away looking straight at Sasuke. "Come on, Sasuke, you want to touch me don't you. Always like you to make me do all of the work."

"How many times do I have to drive this through your thick skull," Sasuke hissed. "Don't belittle me. How would you like it if I started telling you all of the things that you do wrong?"

Itachi sighed closing his eyes. "Sasuke, this is a training session, this isn't time for conversation."

"I know what you're going to do next. You see Itachi, with you it's always the same damn thing. You never change anything about your routines and it's getting old and lame."

"Lame?" Itachi asked quickly opening his eyes. "My techniques are not lame."

"You will never give me the pleasure that I want," Sasuke breathed with a small smile rolling across his face. "Even now, I have to pretend that I know what you're doing, but you clearly don't. You're weak, Itachi, you're a sad excuse for a human being."

"Really?" Itachi asked dropping the sword to the ground moving his hands to his belt grabbing the handles of the sais. "No more long distance attacks, if you want to win, you're going to need me closer to you. Of course the weapons I choose are much lighter," he laughed wickedly. "Remember these?"

"I remember," Sasuke breathed. "Are you going to repeat that night?"

"No, I made a promise," Itachi stated, showing emotions that Sasuke never thought were possible during a battle. The Itachi that he thought he was about to face was the reserved calm young boy who nonchalantly killed the whole clan. This one was stressed out and full of emotions, none of fear, none of remorse, it was all bloodlust.

Sasuke watched as Itachi ran up to him, the sai in this left hand pointed forward straight at Sasuke's shoulder. The clash of metal was heard again as the genin tried desperately to block every attack that was administered to him. There was no mercy in Itachi's movements; it was like it was a real battle. It was like Itachi wanted to kill him.

Is this a test? Is he trying to see if I can hurt him? Is he trying to see how I would do up against a person that I love and respect? Or is it worse yet, is he testing to see if I still want to kill him?

"Itachi," Sasuke breathed as he threw once of the kunai straight at him. The throw was too low; Sasuke knew that as he watched the ends of his brother's ponytail hit the ground like dark rain drops swirling through the wind.

Itachi's eyes were on the kunai that was lodged in the door behind them. "Damn, what was a good throw," he looked back at his brother with a smile on his face driving the sai forward hitting Sasuke in the shoulder hearing him howl in pain. "You shouldn't throw weapons," he watched as Sasuke it the ground falling to his knees. "You never know how an opponent is going to handle that kind of behavior."

Desperately grasping his shoulder he watched the blood fall out of the wound. It was deep; he could tell by the pain that he was getting throughout his whole arm down to his fingertips. One look from Itachi's eyes almost killed him right there, through the anger he saw no guilt, nothing but disdain.

"Pathetic," Itachi breathed looking down at Sasuke. "I thought that you would be tougher than that. I'll give you a hint to ensure that the attacks will be greater in damage. The exercise in the house that I taught you could be used in this. Instead of sending your chakra through a living thing, a weapon is inanimate, it doesn't require as much. Once you master this, I will be at your mercy."

"At my mercy?" Sasuke asked looking into Itachi's eyes holding his kunai tighter. "I'm going to kill you, I vowed that I would and you will finally pay for all that you did to me and to our clan."

"Kill me?" Itachi questioned holding his sai tighter. "If you can even touch me with one of those it would be amazing."

Sasuke gripped the sai as he stood up pulling it from the wound. "I'm going to show you that I love you. I love you enough to keep my promise; I will not lose to you. And besides, I can't die during this training session. You see, I made a promise to someone, a promise that I intend to keep. I'm sure that you've promise made long ago to uphold," Sasuke answered.

"I do," Itachi answered holding the sai tighter. "I swore when we were younger that I was never going to let anything happen to you. It's a promise that has stabbed me deeper than that kunai ever could. Although you think I'm breaking the promise by doing all of this to you, it's got a deeper reasoning. I've been prepping you, getting you ready for the road you want to walk. If you hate me then so be it."

Sasuke pointed the sai at his brother running toward him watching Itachi start to dodge out of the way. "Too slow!" he moved a hand to Itachi's chest hearing him squeal in pain from the impact. "You should have moved."

Itachi grabbed his chest falling to the ground. "I… I… can barely breathe," he closed his eyes coughing, blood rolling out of his lips. "Damn it…" he held on tighter to his chest holding the sai tighter. "Damn it…"

Sasuke held the sai to Itachi's forehead. "Using your lesson I was able to push enough chakra through your chest to halt your breathing patterns, temporarily, but it still hurts you doesn't it?" he placed a hand on the top of Itachi's head. "You're finished."

"Just get it over with…" Itachi muttered quietly.

Sasuke moved the sai to Itachi's face gently cutting along his cheek hearing Itachi gasp, his eyes looking up at him. In his eyes was not only confusion, but there was anger as well. Throughout this whole fight did Sasuke do something wrong?

"You went easy on me," Itachi shuddered, the wind blowing at him. "After all that I said and did, you went easy on me," he took a deep breath, the sound still pained. "Why Sasuke? Why are you taking this so calmly now? What were you doing all four years of your life? This was your moment to get back at me."

Sasuke looked down at him. "After all of these years I realize that I need you alive more than I need you dead. Killing you would be a luxury that you don't deserve. If I kill you, I'm just like you; I've wasted my life to murderous intent, just like you down by the river."

Itachi tried to control his breathing gently touching his cheek. "You're too soft."

"Oh?" Sasuke asked as he cocked his head to his side. "What do you call what you did to Asuma Sarutobi and Kakashi Hatake, don't you think that was a little soft? You couldn't do it because there was an audience."

"Don't act like you know me, Sasuke," Itachi breathed getting off of the ground. "Because you don't."

"I do actually," Sasuke answered. "I know you better than anyone ever has. I know that this stoic, cold, hard bastard isn't my brother. Over the past couple of days you showed me that I was right and you were wrong. You didn't make that person up, he's still in there."

"Sasuke…" Itachi started. "What are you trying to say? Are you trying to belittle me? Are you mocking me? Now that you were able to cut me down are you going to look down upon me?" he took a deep breath holding the sai tightly. "I'm not as weak as you think I am."

"And I never said you were," he turned to him. "You were caught off guard," Sasuke sighed walking closer. "And I know that you couldn't hurt me, after you repeated what the promise was, I knew, I knew that it was going to be a rigged fight."

"Why would I do that?" Itachi asked still coughing.

"Calm down," Sasuke breathed rubbing his brother's back. "You're going to kill yourself if you keep getting like this. Not to mention that you could cut your potential in half and you would be ten times stronger than any opponent." Sasuke smiled his voice growing quiet. "But you did lose a bet."

Itachi scoffed. "I'll say. I didn't think you were actually paying attention to me."

"Of course I did," Sasuke answered baking away. "You've got better skills than Kakashi does. The blood running from my shoulder is real, this isn't a trick. Kakashi never throws us in situations where he completely depletes our self confidence… well physically anyway."

"Sounds like Kakashi wasn't the sensei you've always wanted," Itachi breathed placing the sais back into their respective holsters reaching to grab the katana.

"He's an ass," Sasuke answered picking up the sword looking down at it. "Itachi, I want you to know that I really appreciate you doing all of this for me. I know that it pains you to have to spend time with me."

Itachi's bruised hand moved to grab the handle of the sword looking into Sasuke's eyes. "I don't hate spending time with you, Sasuke. I enjoy having you around me. I know that in the past there were times where I ignored you."

The sound of metal scraping the sheath filled Sasuke's ear, his brother standing up to his full height. The cool breeze was still gently gliding across their flesh, Itachi stood still completely comfortable as Sasuke wrapped his arms around himself. So many chills running through his body reminiscent of that night when Itachi came to him, that night of horror and joy at the same moment.

"Cold?" Itachi asked looking down at Sasuke's shivering form. "I don't want you to get sick again," he moved his arm around Sasuke holding him close to his body warmth, the young boy gasping in shock.

It had been a while since Sasuke was this close to him while he wasn't lying in bed sleeping; this was the first time in a long time that he was finally able to breathe in his scent. The smell of jasmine mixed with sweat filled Sasuke's body as he pushed closer to him, the burning sensation of a blush rolling across his cheeks.

"Itachi?" Sasuke asked. "Aren't you scared?"

"Of what?" Itachi questioned walking forward not looking down at him.

"Of the organization coming after you? I don't know much about the organization that you got yourself into, I don't know what their purpose was, all I know I'm glad that you got out of there alive," Sasuke looked up at him as he smiled lightly. "Aren't you scared though?"

Itachi shook his head. "No, actually I'm not. They thought I was weak, why would they want to come after me now? But in a way I am, if they do come back, they come to me when I'm like this. I can barely breathe, I've been cut up, I haven't been sleeping well. It's embarrassing."

"But you don't want their acceptance," Sasuke demanded.

"No, I don't," Itachi continued wrapping his arms around Sasuke. "To hell with them. None of them mean anything to me, they never did. When I was there, I was losing myself everyday in an environment just like the one that I was in while with that damned clan. Being with them was a chore and everyday that went by, even though I was sitting there calmly, on the inside I was screaming so loudly."

Sasuke closed his eyes as they arrived at the doors of their old house. "But how do you feel with me now? I don't care how corny it sounds."

"Sasuke, when you're with me… I'm free. For once in my life I can finally breathe," Itachi stated patting the young boy on the head opening the door to the house. "I think that you deserve this gift, but I have to warn you, it's dangerous."

They walked through the hallways of the house, Sasuke slowly walking behind Itachi, looking straight at the sword in the sheath. He managed to run away from ANBU with that sword, and thanks to that he was able to get out of so many troublesome situations. Was Itachi going to give him a weapon because he needed the security, or was it so when all of this was over he was going to let him keep it as a piece of him forever?

"Here we are," Itachi answered as he opened the door, the darkness of the old room sending chills down Sasuke's spine. It was this very room where he had first tasted his brother's lips, the room where he used to emerge with the worst bruises on his neck, which he hadn't known were hickeys until he was at the age he was older and comprehended what his brother was doing to him.

Their love first started when they were in that room, the nights where Sasuke used to be so scared that he couldn't be alone, the nights where he just needed someone to talk to when his parents were clueless.

"Itachi," Sasuke started as he looked around. "I remember this room. I haven't been here in a while. Nothing really was touched was it?" he walked in deeper. "I guess when I told them that I wanted everything how they left it they listened. Who would think that Sarutobi would listen to an eight-year-old?"

Itachi opened the closet reaching in to get a box. In the box was the weapon that he promised in the bet with him. It was a small box, meaning that the weapon itself was either lightweight or a joke. Knowing Itachi the latter was probably the case.

"Here you go," Itachi answered, handing Sasuke the box as he was able to muster a small smile. "I hope that it will do, it's probably the weapon that I thought would be the best suited for you."

Sasuke looked down at the box. "Is it a stick?"

"Why are you trying to make it sound like I don't care about you?" Itachi asked looking straight at him. "Open the box, you might like it, and if you don't, I'll try to find something a little more suiting."

His fingers moved nervously as he opened the box reaching inside to pull out what was inside fearing what it was. Sliding a fingertip across it, the weapon was probably ten inches long, the metallic feel of a blade up against his fingers as he delved deeper. It wasn't a sick, it wasn't a shuriken, and it wasn't a kunai. Excited, his fingers danced to the top of the weapon holding the handle to it, pulling it up to the light. He couldn't believe his eyes his brother that just gotten him:

"A dagger?" Sasuke asked looking at the weapon know that it was in the light.

It was the most beautiful weapon that he had ever seen, a weapon that he didn't see most ninja having in their arsenal. It was light, his was long, and the edge was dangerously sharp. The handle itself was comfortable to the hand and not so sleek that it would fall out of his hand. The indentations that were in the handle made it easier to grip in his hand. What made Sasuke gasp was the shining metal of the blade it had never been used before in its whole lifetime?

"Do you ike it?" Itachi asked.

Sasuke nodded. "I do. Thank you."

"It's yours," Itachi answered, wrapping his arms around the young boy's shoulders. "It can be your first weapon that you can master that your teammates will never touch. You can be different than the rest of them. You have the sharingan, you have this, and you're going to have my techniques. I'm giving you a ticket to power. I'm making your life easier."

Sasuke looked at the dagger with a smile on his face, a tear forming in his eye. "Itachi, no one ever gave me a gift like this before. No one cared enough. This dagger shows not only that you trust me; it shows that you respect me. You respect the Uchiha Clan again."

"Well," Itachi sighed. "What's left of it, anyway. We're endangered species you and I, and after I do this, we could become extinct."

"I don't give a damn about my blood anymore," Sasuke scoffed. "Now that I know their true colors I know that they aren't worth my time anymore. They hated me, my teammates hated me, Kakashi hated me, you were right that night. Except for one thing that you said which I know cannot be true. I know now that there is no way in hell that you hated me. This dagger shows it."

"I can't hate you," Itachi breathed removing the holster that held his katana dropping it to the ground. "You're training's done for the day. I need more time to work up some energy to show you more."

Sasuke sighed sitting on Itachi's bed placing the dagger on the ground. "You know, the sun's still up, we can't really go to sleep."

Itachi dug deeper into his closet. "I know, but when I said work up the energy I need, I meant the patience. I need to perfect my techniques as well. After the fight with Kakashi I realized that I need to work on some things," the slosh of liquid could be heard as he pulled out a bottle. "I need to focus now."

Sasuke looked at the bottle of liquid as Itachi took the cap off and took a small sip of it. "Is that alcohol? Are you getting drunk?"

Itachi lowered the bottle looking over at him. "Every now and then, ninja have to hit rock bottom," he moved over the bed sitting on the opposite side of Sasuke. "This is my rock bottom. You see, I have principles; I have some morals, but still I need some way to let all of the stress out."

"Alcohol?" Sasuke asked watching Itachi take a ridiculously long sip. "Why use alcohol to solve all of your problems?"

"Because I've been working on something in here, something that I can't do," he took a small sip swallowing it slowly. "If I can just perfect it as well as I can with everything else I wouldn't need this."

"So ninja drink alcohol?" Sasuke asked looking at his brother. "You're going to get drunk."

"I can hold my liquor," Itachi answered lying down on the bed. "You see those books over there," he pointed to a pile of books in the corner. "I've been reading those books trying to crack the code, trying to find a way to do this. For once in my life the prodigy isn't the best that he can possibly be."

Sasuke grabbed the bottle and placed it on the ground. "That isn't going to get rid of your stress or all of the tension that is wrapped inside of your body, what you need is some rest," he felt Itachi's hand run along his cheek. "Itachi?"

"You're right, that's a horrible habit," Itachi breathed as he kissed the young boy on the forehead pushing him up against the mattress hearing Sasuke's breathing elevate to a speed that brought back all of the memories of what happened after Asuma's attack. The look in Sasuke's eyes as he backed away showed sexuality that he thought he would never see again.

"Itachi," Sasuke breathed heavily.

"I know," Itachi answered backing away stroking Sasuke's cheek. "You're in pain right now, I can see it in your eyes right now," he moved to kiss at Sasuke's neck hearing him moan lightly. "The way that your body is moving right now seems pained, the sounds that you are allowing to pass through your lips are passionate though," his bit at the flesh lightly.

"Itachi," Sasuke panted closing his eyes feeling his brother's hands trace the outline of his waist stopping at his hips as he kissed right in between his collarbones, the hair of his ponytail tickling at his shoulder. "Itachi…"

"Sasuke," Itachi breathed looking into his eyes. "You did well," the young boy closed his eyes tightly, leaning into the pillow, feeling Itachi's lips touch his skin again. "You pass."

Sasuke closed his eyes tightly feeling his brother's hands travel up to his shoulders pulling him into a paralyzing kiss. Water trailed down his cheeks, his long neglected body starting to feel the tension which it crazed from Itachi's flesh.

"Itachi," Sasuke breathed, his body convulsing in pleasure. A series of moans left his lips as he heard the small breaths emitting from Itachi's lungs, he was working faster than usual. Instead of teasing it was erotic, short and to the point.

The sound of the wind blowing outside filled their ears as their lips met again in another kiss, Sasuke's body freezing again from the pressure. The atmosphere brought memories back of those nights when he would just sit there for hours with him the sound of the storm going through his body. He missed those nights; he missed the warmth of Itachi's body up against his.

The smell still went through his nostrils, God he loved that smell, he loved the smell of it mixed with sweat more than anything. Fantasies of having Itachi in this room were never enough; he wanted it to be real more than anything. Now as he looked up into dark eyes he could see that it was a reality, this wasn't a dream.

"Itachi," Sasuke breathed spreading his legs gently to allow Itachi in between easier. A series of moans left his lips as he looked up into his brother's eyes seeing the hunger that was deep within them.

Slender fingers moved to Sasuke's pants undoing them, pulling them down all the way dropping them to the ground. The cold air hit him harshly as he looked up at Itachi, the smell of alcohol and sweat were strong on him. For once he was starting to smell masculine with only traces of jasmine on his skin.

Itachi breathed harshly as he looked down at Sasuke. "I know that you're body is crying for me," he ran a finger along Sasuke's hipbone, "I also know how you feel about this room. This was the room where you always imagined having sex with me. You wanted it when you were little, but you were scared."

Sasuke swallowed hard. "I couldn't enjoy it then," he took another deep breath. "My body… was too young to respond to you. I'm older now, I can feel it," he felt the finger moved to stroke his inner thigh. "This can come true."

"I don't want to ruin your fantasy," Itachi breathed as he looked down at the young boy.

"You can't," Sasuke answered closing his eyes. "As long as it's you, my fantasy can come true."

Itachi smiled as he pulled at the bottom of his shirt lifting it over his head dropping it to the ground and then looking back at Sasuke. The bruise that was on his ribcage was finally starting to fade, the dark purple color starting to return to a lighter brown. The bandage that was wrapped around his right arm was still situated there, the mark of the trench knife hidden deep down.

"Sasuke," Itachi breathed moving down to the young boy's hardening length wrapping a hand around it. As a response, he heard a low moan come from Sasuke's lips as he turned away. Relishing in the moment, he moved down to lick lightly at the flesh.

Sasuke's screams bounced off of the walls as he felt his length being taken into Itachi's mouth. Fingernails dug deeper into the sheets as he rolled his hips forward into the warmth, moaning with every movement that he made. Behind his eyeslids, all he could see were the dreams that he had of this happening coming true, he had Itachi all for himself in this room. And to top it all off there were no parents.

"Itachi," Sasuke breathed feeling the hand squeeze tighter his legs shaking violently.

The lips left his pulsing skin, a warm tongue in their wake. Shivers ran down his spine the ends of the raven colored ponytail brushing against the flesh of his hipbone. The feeling of his hair was enough to make him laugh out loud trying his hardest not to give into him too soon.

Itachi looked into Sasuke's eyes moving to kiss him again, hands wrapping around his body as he pulled him closer to the warm lips, Sasuke's tongue slipping into his mouth. Tongues fought each other, desperately trying to see which one of them would win control of the kiss. Itachi won, hands down. Finally in control he pulled Sasuke off of the mattress to sit in his lap, one leg on each side, the heat in between his legs elevating once calm breathing patterns.

Itachi ran a hand through Sasuke's hair feeling the warm scalp tease his fingertips, he was perfect. Sasuke's body up against his so tightly, as their lips continued to fight up against each other, teeth gently breaking the skin, the painful tinge of spit entering the cuts. The genin's body shook in bliss at the pain. It couldn't get better than this.

"Itachi," Sasuke breathed looking into his eyes, his lips right up against his brother's as he spoke. He moved to Itachi's neck teeth pulling at his necklace, his hand pressed tightly up against his shoulder blades. His attention to the necklace was short lived, his teeth moving to Itachi's pulse point gently grazing the flesh.

"You're becoming more confident every time that we do this," Itachi breathed feeling the silky tongue rolling along his pulse.

"I've been learning," Sasuke breathed moving one of his hands to the end of Itachi's ponytail, wrapping the hair around his finger. "This is the fourth time we're having sex together?" he pulled lightly on he black hair resting on his brother's shoulder. "And it's only gotten better."

"That's because you aren't so clumsy anymore," Itachi breathed moving his fingers to the gouge on Sasuke's shoulder, the two digits entering the wound, stretching it open. The heat of his blood as he screamed sent chills throughout his body. That beautiful scream.

"Itachi," Sasuke winced digging his fingernail into Itachi's back, his nails running all the way down the flesh, leaving marks in their wake, blood dripping onto the sheets.

He withdrew the fingers, blood dripping sickeningly, landing onto Sasuke's thighs and abdomen. Black eyes stared wide-eyed at the fingers; it was blood and a lot of it. It hurt. It hurt so much that it felt good. It was absolute bliss.

"Sasuke," Itachi sighed as he ran his clean hand along the young boy's jaw line. "I'll be sure to clean you up after we're done," he looked at the blood seeping from the shoulder, it was falling, dripping down his arm leaving trails that resembled ribbons being wrapped around his flesh ending at his blood covered fingernails.

Force was applied as Sasuke was pulled closer to Itachi, fingers gently entering him from behind. A loud moan filled the room again, the atmosphere getting hazy with sick, perverted lust.

"I-Ita…" Sasuke couldn't even finish his sentences as he felt his own blood deep inside of his body, prodding him to now end, passionately clashing with his prostate. Tremors ran through his body as he moved to bite at Itachi's left arm, the ANBU tattoo covered with the moist chasm of his mouth, his teeth gently biting into the flesh, leaving indentations, but not breaking it.

The fingers broke apart spreading him again, teasing him to no end. It was torturous, having only Itachi's fingers but not having him. It was a pain that not even Sasuke sick masochism could get off of.

"Itachi," Sasuke winced. "Please…"

Itachi kissed the top of Sasuke's head as he pushed the fingers in as deep as they could go, feeling the teeth detach from his body, a small scream filling the room. The tremors were now uncontrollable convulsions as he closed his eyes tightly giving in to him too soon. The warmth that was deep inside of his body rolled forward, splashing gently onto Itachi's stomach as well as his own.

"Itachi," Sasuke breathed, his body becoming limp in Itachi's arms kissing at his neck gently his respiration deep and labored, water running dramatically down his cheeks. "Please…"

Itachi moved one of his fingers into the warm fluid that was lacquered on their flesh moving the digit to his mouth to lick it off, his tongue gently taking the whole extremity into his mouth.

"One climax," Itachi whispered as he looked back at Sasuke. "Do you want another? Or are you done for the day?"

Sasuke swallowed hard. "I'm not done."

Itachi pushed Sasuke's body down to the mattress kissing him lightly on the shoulder wound that he had stretched open wider, his lips covering with the metallic taste of blood. Moans filled his ears, Sasuke's body still trembling from his peak, his breathing still heavy.

"I-Ita…" Sasuke breathed closing his eyes tightly, his toes curling painfully grasping the sheets within them. "I need you."

Sasuke felt his brother's hands push his thighs apart even more. His lips hit his again, his face burning with a warm blush, blood running violently through his arousal, his heart pulsing harder that it ever had before.

The older Uchiha's hands pulled at the bottom of Sasuke's shirt, pulling it over his head throwing it to the ground seeing the mark that he had made on his shoulder, the blood continuing to fall down to his arm to his blood soaked hands. His chest was rising and falling seductively with every breath as Itachi ran his thumb along his nipple.

Sasuke let out a small moan. "Itachi…" he bit at his lip. "That tickles…" he swallowed hard as he turned his head, grasping the pillow tightly, his toes curling tighter. "Itachi…"

Itachi moved to kiss at his neck, his lips wrapping around the young boy's Adam's apple feeling the vibrations as he moaned into his mouth. The feeling of Sasuke's neck throbbing into him made a smile come to his lips. He could taste the sweat forming on his body, the smell was so sweet.

"Ita…" Sasuke breathed looking into his brother's eyes watching him go back down to his erection. "Oh God, Ita…" he swallowed hard feeling a tongue run up his hard shaft his body shaking harshly. "Yes! Itachi!" he let out a shaky breath his toes curling harshly into the sheets.

He closed his eyes feeling the tongue run along the tip, Itachi's hand wrapped tightly around the base. He only brought it deeper into the threshold of his mouth, the moist heat sending electrical impulses up and down his spine. This had gone on for long enough; it was too much for him to take now. He moved deeper into his brother's mouth, bucking his hips passionately into the heat feeling Itachi's throat constrict around the tip.

"Itachi," he breathed heavily as he watched Itachi take him in more all traces of gag reflex gone as he took more and more into his mouth, swallowing around the flesh. "Stop teasing!" he took a deep breathed as he bit his lips more trying to fight the urge to come right on the spot.

Itachi backed away looking straight at Sasuke who was lying worn out on the bed, his body covered in a thin layer of sweat. He wasn't going to be able to take anymore of this. He moved his fingers back to the blood soaking his hand in the liquid.

"Sasuke," Itachi breathed. "We're not going to drag this out too much longer," he quickly undid his pants as he looked down at the mess that he had made of his younger brother. "We're going to end this right now."

He moved the blood soaked hand to stroke the hard flesh of his erection, moans seeping out of his lips with every movement, the red liquid of the blood teasing Sasuke's mind. That was his blood on there, that wall all once a part of him.

Sasuke's eyes moved to the movements of his brother's hand hearing the moans seep from his lips. His hands shook uneasily as he looked at the flesh pulsing fully in his brother's hand. He wanted to touch it. He wanted to take that flesh into his mouth hearing his brother scream his name breathlessly. He wanted to taste him.

He swallowed hard. "Itachi…" he heard his brother moan as he completely covered the flesh of his erection. "I…" he took a deep breath. "I need you inside of me."

Itachi's dark eyes looked over at him. "A little over a month ago you were scared of me having sex with you," he took his hand away moving closer to Sasuke's body. "Now you're begging like you need it."

He kissed him on the lips as he pulled his body closer, his blood soaked hands wrapping around his body, the warm liquid trailing down his back, staining the sheets with scarlet. Sasuke moaned into the kiss, the sound of his voice muffled in his ear, a hand running down his chest to touch move in between his legs.

"Itachi?" Sasuke asked looking at the blood soaked flesh watching him come closer to him. The fingers went back into him, the same fingers that he had climaxed from the feeling of. He repeated the actions that he had before, his fingers were way too deep inside of him. He was going to cum again. His mind was starting to go through a maze of feeling that he wished that he wouldn't have to endure any longer.

"Ita…" Sasuke took a deep breath, "… chi…"

Itachi spread his brother's legs widely as he moved in between them, his arousal pushing into him. Never had he seen Sasuke like this, a warm blush rolling across his cheeks as he moved closer to his lips. His moans were loud, his breathing almost pained. Slowly he moved closer to him, entering the warm heat that had driven him crazy in the beginning of this act.

"Ita…" Sasuke breathed wrapping his arms around him as he tightened his thighs, waiting patiently for the first thrust to go through him. "Fuck me…"

The mattress started to creak as they moved slowly up against one another, Sasuke's hips bucking gently up against every thrust the he was pushing into his body, hitting at his prostate harshly. His body was no longer afraid of the movements that Itachi had to give, he was no longer afraid of the pain.

"Itachi," he breathed as he closed his eyes tightly moving to bite at Itachi's neck, his teeth digging deeply, but not deep enough to break the skin or to draw any blood. He took in Itachi's scent from how close he was, the smell of alcohol mixed with the smell of jasmine perfume.

He clung tightly onto the sheets feeling Itachi's pulse up against his lips. He loved the musky taste of the alcohol that was rolling on his tongue. The more he delved into the taste, more he could feel of the pulses of his brother's arousal deep in him taking his body to a level of rapture that he never thought he could muster.

"Sasuke," Itachi breathed as Sasuke moved his lips to kiss his passionately, strangled moans passing through both parties. Bodies tensed as the speed increased, their flesh adhering to one another's as they took each other's lips deeper.

Itachi backed away from his lips slowly as he looked down at what Sasuke had become. He looked so broken underneath him, his body anyway. As for his face, it demonstrated a bliss that he had never seen across anyone's face in his presence. His voice thick with lust as he looked up at him, stating the words:

"I love you," he felt Itachi pull out his body. "Ita… what are you…"

Itachi pulled Sasuke off of the mattress sitting him on his lap looking straight into his eyes. He kissed him on his neck as he pulled him closer to his body, the pulse of his erection right in between Sasuke's legs, the young boy crying out in rapture gently breathing his name. Itachi moved Sasuke's hand to stroke his cheek gently calming him down.

Sasuke let out a low moan as he wrapped his hands around the hardness of his brother's erection feeling it pulse in his hand, the blood staining his hands more than they already were. He could hear, Itachi's breathing increase as he looked into his eyes, his body slowly shaking.

"Sasuke…" Itachi breathed pushing Sasuke up to line his entrance up with the tip of his erection. "Do you want to continue?"

The young boy nodded shakily as he grabbed onto his brother's ponytail. "Y-yes, Ita…" he took a deep breath swallowing hard feeling the tip start to push into his body. "Oh God…" he grabbed onto the hair tighter, the tie sliding down slowly. "Itachi…"

The warmth ran up his spine as he felt his brother inside of him again, the sound of his panting in his ear. The pulses were closer than they were before, Itachi's heart beating faster than he had ever felt it. All he could do to keep from going mad was rest his head on his brother's shoulder, feeling his body move gently with every thrust, panting in his ear.

"Itachi!" he breathed one of the hands that were pressed to his back moving away from his shoulder blade to wrap around the pulsing flesh of his erection. Itachi's hand gently moved up and down the sensitive flesh making Sasuke howl from the grip, it was tight, just how he liked it.

"Itachi," he breathed as he looked bucked his hips into his brother's hand, his voice growing weak from his heavy breathing. More sweat feel from his body, he wasn't going to last much longer at this rate. The way that Itachi was running his hand up and down his shaft, it was torture, just like the beautiful torture that he thought that he had been dreaming of for so many years.

Itachi kissed at his neck lightly, moving deeper into Sasuke's body. "Sasuke…" he took a deep breath nudging the stray hairs out of the young boy's face with his nose, sweat running along the tip. "You're beautiful."

Sasuke took a deep breath feeling his body being moved again, his brother pulling out. He felt cold and abandoned, shooting a broken look up at him. "Will you stop doing that?" he was met with his brother's lips to his, the necklace dangling over his body. "Itachi…" he swallowed hard. "Make up your fucking mind."

The older brother's lips hit Sasuke again moving closer to him, fingers entwined through his necklace. Sasuke's breath hit Itachi's lips as he was pulled closer, his body almost entering his again. The look on the young boy's face was enough to make him want him more than anything.

"Itachi," Sasuke breathed spreading his legs further than they were before, his eyes never breaking from Itachi's. "Come on…"

A moan filled the room as Sasuke was quickly entered the mattress starting to creak again. Muscles tightened tighter than the two penetrations before, lips clashed almost violently, more blood running from their lips hitting the sheets as well as their flesh. Throughout all of this, obsidian eyes never broke from one another.

"Itachi," Sasuke breathed his fingers grabbing the hair that was tied in his brother's ponytail, pulling the tie down just a little bit letting a few strands of hair loose from the pristine condition. He closed his eyes tighter as he fully took in the movements, Itachi really did care about him.

Itachi kissed him lightly on the lips before backing away to thrust even harder, Sasuke's prostate on the verge of bruising. "Sasuke," he took a deep breath.

Sasuke's lower body was full of electrical impulses that told him that this was it, his vision slowly clouding, his lungs feeling like they were going to swell so much that he would never breathe again. It was here, he was starting to give into the movement that his brother was putting into him looking straight into his eyes.

"I-Ita…" he swallowed hard, "… ch-chi."

Itachi kissed him on the lips. "I know, I love you too," he took a deep breath as he moved closer to Sasuke's body. "I love you too."

As Sasuke felt his body give in, the heat of his orgasm rolling throughout his body, he could feel his brother's heat enter him as well. Sasuke let out a moan of bliss feeling Itachi's body stiffen at the same time as his, moaning together. In the after moments, Itachi and Sasuke lay there in each other's arms panting heavily.

"Did we?" Sasuke took a deep breath. "Did we just… at the same time?" he ran a hand through his brother's hair as he tried to maintain his respiration at a normal level.

Itachi nodded shakily. "We did…" he pulled out of Sasuke's body hearing him whimper brother loss of heat. "We just came at the same exact time," he looked down at him with a smile. He moved to rest on the pillowed wiping the sweat off of his forehead.

The young boy took a deep breath. "That was amazing," he closed his eyes moving closer to his brother's body. "You're amazing," he rested his head on his brother's chest hearing his heartbeat. "Itachi…" he could smell the aroma of his sweat in his nose. "I love you more than anything," he kissed him on the sternum before resting on it again falling into a state of sleep, Itachi's arm wrapping around him. "Itachi…"

Itachi kissed Sasuke on the forehead as he fell asleep holding his tighter, his body feeling so weak. Itachi's own breathing became heavier as he was basking in the afterglow of his orgasm. He could feel the stickiness of Sasuke's two orgasms on his stomach as well as on his hand.

"I love you," he breathed resting on the pillow looking over at the window at the setting sun, another day was gone, another day of having Sasuke to himself. And even in the moments like this when he could barely move, he still felt some attraction to him. He was a piece that he would never be able to replace if he lost, he was everything to him.

"I love you," he kissed him the forehead, closing his eyes hearing Sasuke breathing; it was the most beautiful sound that he had ever heard.

Author's Note: I know that you're still dying to know the answers to some questions: like what happened between Kakashi and Itachi? What happened that night between Shisui and Itachi? And who the hell is the man in the robe? All of the questions will be answered. I also know that it seems like they didn't do a lot of training, this will come into play later (more Uchiha torture!). So what did you all think? Good? Bad? Think the story needs to be all lemons? Honesty is always good.

The next chapter the man in the robe will be revealed as Sasuke and Itachi make another bet.