Omg Update again! XD This chapter really did take me forever. :D SO I hope you guys like it. This is the longest one yet. I wanna thank savelove for helping me on this, like, a lot. So thank you! XD I also wanna hank my reviewers! XD You guys all rock! XD Enjoy.
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"Brother…" Sasuke whispered, trying to get as much eye contact as he could possibly obtain from Itachi, regardless of the excruciating pain he was in, "Please…understand…"
Sasuke…Itachi stared into his little brother's eyes, his own crimson ones still wide with disbelief as he studied the overwhelming amount of terror and grief displaying on Sasuke's once peaceful face.
Something inside of him begged him to let go of the defenseless figure lying on the sofa and to apologize for all the pain he had caused his younger brother, yet, as awfully stubborn as he was, he did nothing.
He just stared into the two pairs of diluted charcoal eyes pleading for release, a sly smile beginning to take shape on his once-confused expression. Of course he wasn't going to let go of his little brother, it would show a weakness…
"Itachi…please stop…please…", Sasuke whimpered, trying to wiggle his way out of his brother's firm grip, "Please…"
That did it.
He wasn't going to fall for Sauske's little trick. No. It wasn't going to happen. Sasuke never was, and never will be, one to control his actions. Sasuke meant nothing to him.
Absolutely Nothing.
"Do you ever shut up…little wench?" Itachi hissed, his scarlet eyes hidden behind long onyx strands of hair, making his expression even the more wicked.
Sasuke's eyes widened; tears spilling down his eyes uncontrollably as his expression panicked even more. He couldn't feel his legs anymore. His fingers, his hands, and his head…they were all numb. His throat enclosed, and he was seized from saying anything.
All he could do was watch with intense fear at Itachi's maniacal face.
A face that he had never seen before in his life; it was pure evil.
"You think your words mean shit to me, little brother?" Itachi whispered, his voice dangerously low as he stroked at Sasuke's long locks of hair; a phony smile surfacing on his lips, "You think I give a flying fuck at all of what you need?"
Sasuke felt his eyes begin to roll backwards at those hateful words; if Itachi went any further, he would literally pass out from the emotional hurt he was going through. Not to mention, the bleeding in his rear wasn't helping his situation at all.
"Useless son of a bitch!" Itachi screamed, his voice booming in Sasuke's ears as he placed a heavy strike against his right cheek.
Itachi had slapped him. Slapped him with such an enormous impact that he could feel himself jump back and forth between consciousnesses. He felt his jaw begin to swell, and his entire mouth area grow frozen. It hurt.
It hurt…so badly, but Sasuke said nothing, and did nothing to stop the abuse. He only smiled. Smiled at the simple fact that he loved his brother, no matter what.
My brother isn't like this, he thought, my brother is strong; my brother cares about me…my brother loves me.
"Look at me you slut!" Itachi boomed again, lifting Sasuke by the collar to face him directly, "Y-you…mean…n-nothing…! Pathetic whore!"
Were those tears welling up under Itachi's eyes…?
Were those actual tears?
Itachi…crying…?"You think I ever cared about mom and dad…?", Itachi whispered, his voice cracking a bit from his trivial weeping, "You think I ever cared that they died?…!"
Sasuke just stared at the two pairs of cherry eyes before him; a tiny smile displaying itself on his miserable expression, as he noticed a single tear slip down from his older brother's eye.
He was crying. Itachi was crying.
Everything he was saying…it was hurting him deep inside. Yet, he denied it.
They're all lies, Sauske thought to himself, he fears to show affection to anyone but Kisame.
"You're wrong I-Itachi…you know you are…you've always known…" the young raven wheezed out, not severing his painful stare from Itachi's watery-violent eyes, "you're c-crying…see…" Sasuke whispered as he used his index finger to wipe away his brother's single tear."S-stop…", the older Uchiha hissed, forcing his tears back as he threw Sasuke down on the ground with a loud thud.
He was tired of it. He was tired of regretting everything he had ever done to Sasuke. What was done was done; and he didn't have to explain himself to anyone. Not even Sasuke.
"Itachi…you don't have to do this…", the raven whispered, a string of blood coming from the edge of his mouth as he laid face-down on the cold marbled floor, "P-please…"
"Shut up!", Itachi shouted, kicking down on Sasuke's torso with his heel, "Just shut up!"
Sasuke cringed at the dreadful pain emitting from his ribs, yet he noticed that the kick wasn't as hard as it could have been.
Itachi…he-he held himself back…
He kicked him again.
Again.
Again.
Again; and again.
The pain was ghastly. Sasuke felt his entire torso grow completely anesthetized; the swelling began to take effect as he felt the overwhelming amount of soreness bruising at his side.
"Ah! Stop! Itachi!", Sasuke shrieked, his voice clearly a blood choked cry.
"Shut up…!" the older Uchiha yelled, impacting a final kick on Sasuke's bruised torso, enough for the young teen to reach his limit.
I…my head…I'm gonna—faint…"I will always l-love you…big b-brother…" the young raven whispered, his voice barely audible, as he finally fainted; reaching his limit on the heartless beating he had received.
Itachi's eyes widened at the site, falling to his knees in front of his motionless little brother as if not believing what he had just done.
He had actually made Sasuke pass out from the beating.
He didn't mean to go that far…but to his dismay, he did. Remorse hit his heart, but he pushed it away, knowing he couldn't fall for Sasuke's "trick".
All he wants is to get control over me, Itachi thought to himself, yes, that's all he wants…he wants to overpower me.
Tears began to stream down his scarlet eyes without him knowing as he stared at Sasuke's frozen smaller body lying on the ground in front of him. His naked upper body revealing itself to the staleness of the room, and his legs split wide open; making himself seem like an easy invitation Itachi could easily take.
If he wanted to, he could take him right there and then. Finish the job. Screw him senseless until he couldn't remember his name when he woke up. Fuck his little Sasuke so hard he would be limping all year.
But Itachi didn't. Something held him back. A little voice screamed at him to leave him alone and to take him in his arms like the brothers they were. To hold him with love and affection, to show Sasuke what kind of love he could really deliver to him, if he only just tried.
Sasuke…I…I'm…sorry…He wanted to hold him so very badly. He wanted to apologize for everything he had done to him; he wanted to kiss him. He wanted to love him, but he continuously forced himself not to. He only stared at those lifeless closed eyes in front of him, his own ruby ones following the rhythm of the gentle up and downs of Sasuke's breathing.
He dared to say he loves me regardless of all the pain I have caused him…?
Following what his heart told him to do for once, Itachi crawled over to the limp body thrown on the ground; laying Sauske's upper body on his lap, and smiling softly to himself at just how much his little brother resembled him.
Mother was right…we look so much like each other…Sasuke…Still a bit reluctant, Itachi slowly closed the small space between them; sealing Sasuke's lips in a tender kiss.
He had taken Sauske's first kiss, right there and then.
When Itachi recalled, this was the first time he had ever kissed Sasuke. Never in his life, (not even during rapes), had he met lips with his little brother. Never.
Quietly, the older Uchiha explored the unknown territory; using his own bottom lip to touch gingerly around Sasuke's supple upper lip. It felt wonderful. Never had he ever imagined that his brother's mouth would be so…beautiful.
Deep inside Itachi was happy that he would be the first to claim Sauske's lips, deep inside he was happy that he had finally embraced his little brother for the first time.
To love without hurt…could it really happen…?Without further hesitation, Itachi lightly slipped his tongue inside Sasuke's wet cave, meeting tongues as he swirled at Sasuke's damp length. So warm; so loving; so…right.
Would it really be a sin if you fell in love with your younger brother…?
Ending the silent kiss, Itachi calmly smiled at the sleeping Sasuke beneath his gaze.
He looked so innocent, so vulnerable, so god damned fuckable.
No, he thought, holding himself back from yet again violating Sasuke, it can't be this way anymore.
Sure of his decision, Itachi put down Sasuke on the floor, being careful no to let his head hit the ground. He wasn't going to hurt Sasuke anymore. He was going to try and protect his little brother from himself.
How would it feel…to be loved by you, my beloved little brother?Resisting himself to show further affection by laying Sasuke's beaten body down on the sofa, Itachi stood up and made his way towards his room; leaving a half-naked Sasuke sprawled on the floor, cold and bleeding.
I'm sorry…I'm so sorry…
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It was late at night, and it was a perfect time to sit down and watch a movie.
"Hey Gaara!", Naruto shouted, as he approached his boyfriend, who was laid back sitting T.V. on the living room couch.
Gaara subconsciously smiled to himself at the beautiful cheerfulness of his beloved boyfriend filling the room. The special reason why Gaara adored him so damn much; the kid always found a way to be happy, a reason to smile each and every time despite any things that might be putting him down. He was adorable and so darn irresistible.
"Yes, Naruto?", was Gaara's simple reply, pulling back short strands of burgundy hair behind his ear.
"Wanna watch a movie with me?", Naruto smiled, popping his head up beside Gaara's shoulder.
The copper-haired boy smiled, turning slightly to the right to lay a gentle kiss upon the blonde's luscious pink lips, "Of course, love."
"Awesome!", Naruto cheered, giving a last final smooch on Gaara's cheek as he approached the DVD player right next to the T.V. set, "Movie time!"
How utterly much Naruto adored Gaara. First time he met him he was overflowed with emotion at those brilliant red locks of hair, and those perfectly black eye-lined eyes. Not to mention, Gaara's beautiful sea-green eyes; a color that Naruto had never before encountered in someone's eye color. It was simply utterly unique and amazing.
But now…something inside of him died every time he forced himself to say a simple 'I love you' to Gaara. It didn't feel right all of a sudden. It didn't feel right to let his own boyfriend kiss him or touch him in ways that a partner would like to feel their lover. It was strange. He wasn't supposed to feel this way around Gaara.
Naruto loved him…right…?
He couldn't do anything else but to shrug it off every time the blonde came across this problem; there just was no way in hell he had totally fallen in love with that Sasuke person all of a sudden…there was just no way.
Yet, he couldn't deny the fact that that sad-looking raven-haired boy always caught his eyes. His presence screamed out pain to him. As if the young teen was being tortured in some way emotionally. If Naruto remembered correctly, he always heard gossip that at Sasuke's school, the raven would get away from all the other guys at school. That he was pretty much the outcast of all his classes. Also that everyone made fun of him, and the only thing the guy did was draw in class; or scribble down small poetry lines in his journal. All in all, Sasuke was labeled as "emo". Whatever the hell that meant, Naruto thought to himself.
But that Sasuke person…it made Naruto's mind and body react in ways Gaara had never made him feel. It made him feel…strange; but he liked that "strange". The blonde wanted more of it.
He wanted it all over him. To be encrusted in that boy's strangeness. Yes, that's all Naruto wanted. Naruto wanted Sasuke. He wanted him so darn bad.
Gaara…"So what movie are we watching?", Gaara suddenly asked, snapping Naruto out of his daydreaming thoughts.
What could possibly in his mind…? He's been acting strange…"Oh, that!", Naruto immediately blurted out, running his hands through a random movie pile, "Uh, you wanna watch Memento Mori or uh…oh-! Here! What about Manic?"
Acting very strange…"Manic's good", Gaara whispered, forcing a smile on his face.
"Cool! Coming right up!" the blonde smiled as he began slipping in the disk in the DVD player.
Gaara's emotionless stare sharpened at Naruto; he knew something was up. Naruto had been acting different ever since he came back from the library that morning. Something was definitely up, and the copper-haired boy didn't like it one bit.
He felt like giving the blonde a jab across the face, to see him bleed and suffer for treating him so differently lately. But Gaara held back, after all, it was wrong abusing your boyfriend…or was it?
"Alright, it's on. Want some popcorn?" Naruto asked, as he nervously tried to close the DVD box.
"Yes, okay", Gaara replied, observing the unusual clumsiness of his boyfriend's actions.
"Okay, awesome! I'll be right back!" Naruto shouted, rushing his way towards the kitchen, not noticing as he dropped the movie box on the floor.
Something's really going on…Angry, the red-haired boy fisted his hands; letting his black-polished nails embed inside his fragile pale palms. Something was happening to Naruto that he didn't know about. Hell, it could be that Naruto is cheating on him. The possibility hit his mind like a ton of bricks; he would kill Naruto if he ever did. He would kill himself if Naruto ever left him. If he ever dared to ever leave me, death would pay us a wonderful visit, Gaara thought to himself, an insane smile making its way to his pastel lips.
"Popcorn's ready!" Naruto shouted suddenly from across the room, "It's nice and buttery, just how you like them", the blonde smiled, handing Gaara a separate bag.
"Thanks, love", the copper-haired boy said, dropping his previous smile and replacing it with a cheery one.
"Movie time now", the blonde smiled, sitting down beside his boyfriend as he smashed "play" on the remote control.
Gaara smiled to himself as he noticed the movie begin to start, slyly he put the popcorn bag down beside him and slid his hand sensually in between Naruto's uncovered plump thighs, earning himself a quiet gasp.
"G-Gaara…?", Naruto whispered, closing his eyes to feel the burning sensation coming from between his legs.
"You like that?" Gaara whispered, his voice low and husky, as he slid his hand even further up Naruto's legs.
"Mmmm, Gaara…", the blonde whispered, taking Gaara's hand in his own, hastening the groping as he placed the pale hand right on top of his now-erected member.
"What do you want me to do…?", the copper-haired boy smiled, teasing Naruto as he gently rubbed at the tip.
"Ah…! Just…touch…", Naruto whispered, wincing his eyes to see Gaara's other hand begin to pull down on his green boxers.
Something inside of him, though, told him to stop those hands from going any further. Something inside of him didn't actually want this. In other words…he didn't want the person.
"Then touching it is…", Gaara smirked, tugging down at Naruto's boxers and slipping in a single hand.
"G-Gaara…s-stop…", the blonde whimpered, using his own butter-covered fingers to pull down the eager hands exploring his intimate area, "n-nevermind…"
Gaara's sea-green eyes widened at this, anger surfacing on his expression as he noticed just what Naruto was attempting to do. Naruto was pushing him away. Rejecting his touch. Rejecting his love.
"No", Gaara sharply hissed, pulling the pair of boxers down to Naruto ankles.
"Gaara…! Stop… Please…!", the blonde shrieked, trying to wiggle away from his locked-on spot
"Do you not love me, Naruto?", Gaara grinned, staring deep into the two pairs of navy eyes before him, them being the perfect resemblance to the oceans, themselves.
"Gaara…I do…but…"
"But WHAT?", Gaara snapped, bringing his grip up to Naruto's slim neck, "Are you cheating on me?! Is that what it is?! Is that what it was all along?! WAS IT!?"
Naruto cringed as he stared in terror at Gaara's widened eyes, ever so violent, full of wrath and hate. Even a small glint of insanity was noticed as the blonde searched for the old Gaara he first met.
"I'm not…! I'm not cheating on you…!", Naruto shrieked, trying to pull down at Gaara's firm grip around his neck, "You've gotta understand, Gaara… I just don't w-want this r-right now…"
Gaara's stare softened at those words, and gently began to let go of the blonde's neck. The look in Naruto's eyes…did Naruto fear him? Is that what it was? Fear?
"Augh!", the blonde choked, coughing several times when the he was released.
"I'm sorry…", the copper-haired boy whispered, trying to comfort Naruto by holding him in a gentle embrace, "I'm so sorry…I didn't mean to, I swear…"
The blonde quickly nodded, letting Gaara take him in a warm cuddle.
In other words, it was the only option he had.
"I know you didn't…", Naruto wheezed, still holding his throat, "don't worry about it, yeah?"
He didn't used to treat me like this…it didn't used to be this way…this isn't the Gaara I knew anymore…who the hell is this? I doubt more and more this so called "love" we had, Gaara.
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Naruto…rejecting me that way?
Something's not right…
Was it that boy that was at the park? Is that what Naruto's hiding from me?
Is that it?
If he ever dares to leave me, it will not remain unpaid. If he ever dares as to cheat on me, I'll kill him. And I won't hesitate on killing his "lover" as well.
Naruto is mine.
My Property.
My Beloved.
Only Mine.
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The room was cold from the open windows surrounding him.
Maybe hours had passed since he was conscious. He felt his head was still numb, and his torso was sweltering with an overwhelming amount of pain.
A sudden rush of wind danced between his legs, bringing him chills throughout his body. At this he knew he wasn't wearing any pants or boxers.
Sasuke tried to roll over on his back, but the pain seemed to be too much since his sides burned when he tried to do so. Then it came back to him; Itachi had just finished beating him not very long ago. If only a few hours ago.
All the bruises were fresh, and they were beginning to take effect on his body. Not to mention; the razor-sharp pain that was still present in his rear. He winced his eyes in hurt, letting out a few tears at the misery he was stuck in.
Naruto…I have to get to Naruto…Using as much strength he had left, he rolled over on his back and prepared both his legs in order to stand up. Everything stung, but he ignored it as best he could with the image of Naruto's exquisite face in his mind.
It's all for you Naruto…With a last tug at his capabilities, he managed to stand up on his own to feet. Smiling to himself at his victory, he slipped on his pair of boxers that were left forgotten on the floor. Trying his best not to strain himself to much as he bent down to pick them up. Satisfied with that, he then picked up his pairs of shorts and quickly slipped them on, ignoring the scorching pain emitting from his anus when he picked up his legs to place them inside the pants.
Slowly and cautiously, he made his way towards the front door, making sure to let his frontal locks of hair cover his right jaw completely. As he unlocked the door, he looked down the hallway, staring at the open door leading to Itachi's room. His eyes quickly turned away, not wanting to remember the terrible pain his brother had caused him earlier.
All I have ever wanted from him…all I have ever really wanted…was to be loved…to be loved by my only family…my brother. Was it really…to much to ask?Wiping away a few tears slipping from his eyes, Sasuke quietly opened the front door, rushing out into the night. Barefoot, and oblivious of what was to be of him from then on.
Little did he know, that a certain someone was watching his every move from the kitchen; silently and quietly in the winds of that hellish night.
Leaving to see someone…?
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To fight the urge to go after him, to close that door and lock it, to place his figure in my arms, and hold him in an infinite embrace…encrusted by the many small phrases of love that I hold so hidden from him…to say sorry for what I've done.
Yet, I don't.
I will never allow myself to feel for him.
He is nothing but a toy; a mere play thing…right? A carbon replacement for my beloved Kisame; yet, it hurts to see him leave…without a goodbye.
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He had reached the apartment and had dodged all the nearby passer-byers.
He was right in front of Naruto's door. All he had to do know was knock on it, and if he did he would be able to see that cherished face once again.
Alone; without Gaara.
Sasuke's stomach tingled at this. Before knocking on the apartment door, Sasuke made sure to have his black locks of hair cover his jaw; for he was afraid of Naruto noticing the bruise marks he had come with.
Naruto…could this really be happening?With a final last breath, Sasuke quietly knocked on the door, his cheeks already beginning to flush rather madly. He heard silent footsteps from behind the door, and his heart jumped; finally, the door was unlocked and there he was, Naruto's face staring right into Sasuke's on pallid one, a smile displayed across his rosy lips.
"Sasuke, so you really did come…" Naruto whispered, widening the door so Sasuke could make his way in, "Come in."
Naruto…With a last smile of his own, Sasuke stepped inside, greeted by the fragile aroma of ambrosia.
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Well there it is! Chapter 6! XD Hm, I was gonna put in the conversation between Naruto and Sasuke, but I figured the chapter was already too long, so I ended it there. :D Hope you guys don't mind. And byt-the next chapter is a big part of the storyline so I hope you guys stick around for it. :) Feedback and reviews make me UBER happy:D