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A flush of worry smacked him right across the face when he slipped his small being inside the warm apartment.
He was hurt, and he was bruised. Was he really stupid enough to think that Naruto wouldn't notice the large gallery of bruises displaying throughout his body?
He let out a quiet gasped when Naruto made his way towards the light switch.
If he turned on that light, his life was over.
"It's a little dark in here don't you think?", Naruto asked, answering his own question as he hooked his forefinger on the switch.
No…!
"Naruto! It's-it's fine…leave it off-I um…", Sasuke turned red from confusion, and not to mention, his stuttering was making Naruto really suspect something as he raised up a golden eyebrow, "My eyes…they're sensitive…! Yes that's it! My doctor told me a few days ago…"
Naruto doubtfully unhooked his finger from the switch and left the darkness of the room to mend upon both his and Sasuke's figures.
"You're eyes are sensitive…?", Naruto winced, trying his best not to trip on anything as he approached Sasuke's night-covered silhouette.
The raven swallowed hard; it wasn't like him to lie, but this was crucial. He couldn't let Naruto see the swelling bruise on his jaw; not only that, but also all the mounding wounds displayed across his arms and legs.
"Yes…the lights at night hurt my vision…", Sasuke whispered, making up his words as they came, "My brother has it too. It runs throughout the family, don't worry about it."
Naruto cocked his head to the side in confusion at the statement, "Well uh, if you really want the light off then…okay."
The young Uchiha smiled to himself, eyeing Naruto's figure as it sat itself down on the king-sized bed in front of him.
Even though Sasuke couldn't see Naruto's face, he could still tell by his unique shadow that the figure sitting down on the bed truly was his Naruto.
Those curvaceous hips that swayed back and forth when he walked, the shine of his golden hair glistening silently under the pale moonlight, and the marks of what seemed to be whiskers on his cute cheeks. It gave it all away.
Naruto was beautiful. It was almost frustrating knowing that someone could be so damn flawless.
Naruto…my beautiful Naruto…Then suddenly, before Sasuke could think up more of his lustful thoughts, a confused voice interrupted his concentration.
"Sasuke…you're probably wondering why I wanted you here, and, well, it's very important. I've been meaning to tell you this ever since I was talking to you at the library", the blonde continued, his cheeks turning slightly pink.
Sasuke's heart jumped a whole meter at those words, and a smile couldn't help but to tug at the edges of his mouth. He felt his throat tingle with anticipation at what Naruto had to say, and his mind exploded with the many predictions of what the love of his life had in store for him.
Could this really be it?
Was Naruto about to confess his love to him?
Was Sasuke finally going to be able to hold Naruto in his arms like he always wished he could?
'I really like you', 'I love you', or even 'I need you' would be enough to send the blushing Uchiha into Happy Land, and it would also be enough to send him falling on the ground with an implausible amount of happiness erupting in his heart.
Sasuke prepared himself for the best, holding his hopes up high like he had never done before. In less than a second he prepared himself for Naruto's luscious figure to dig itself in his own embrace, and he even had his lips pursed slightly to await an upcoming kiss.
He was excited.
Sasuke was, well, he was desperate; extremely desperate.
The raven watched hungrily at the two pairs of lips located but 3 feet away from him, tracing every single movement they made with intense hope, he didn't even care about the pain emitting from his rear anymore as he sat down on the wooden chair behind him.
This was it.
Say it…just say it…Naruto…"It's about Gaara."
"…"
Sasuke's world plummeted hard into the ground as he replayed those 3 heartbreaking words emitting from the blonde's mouth.
Those 3 words…
Who could've known such a small phrase could send someone into the deepest depths of misery and depression?
The raven forced an inaudible "oh" at the statement, forcing tears behind his eyes as he looked down to his feet, completely shunned and embarrassed at what he thought the beauty in front of him would say to him.
Who was he to think that such a gorgeous boy would love such a repulsive creature such as he?
Who was he to even dare dream of happiness?
His life was always hell, and it simply just would not change magically now. Not now, not ever.
Naruto, the boy he had been living for all these year, would never, ever, not even if he was the last creature on earth, love him.
Happiness was simply not something that would happen to Sasuke. Ever.
"I'm worried about him, y'know. He's been acting weird, and it's pretty much scaring the crap out of me lately," Naruto continued, completely oblivious of the deprivation Sasuke was going through at the moment, "He always thinks I'm cheating on him, and it's getting on my nerves like, whoa."
The raven just sat there, still shocked and immobilized from the earlier event. His eyes were wide, and his fists were clenched in a tight fist of rage. He felt his blood going into a frenzy in his brain; he was angry. He was enraged at Gaara. Hell, he couldn't even deny that he was mad at Naruto himself.
How could he just act…like if it's nothing? How could he…"Anyways, I mean, I love Gaara. I love him more than anything in this friggin' world," Naruto continued, totally clueless to the fact that his very words were fuming the raven in front of him to no end, those words, every single one of those disgracing words, each was a knife stabbing and mangling at Sasuke's heart, "but, I dunno. I don't really know if he's still like he used to be. He acts different now. He acts…crazy."
The Uchiha quickly swallowed his anger to his stomach, knowing that by now, the blonde was expecting a reply, "Then…tell him how you feel. Tell him how his personality is making you feel. He'll understand…I'm sure of it…"Sasuke whispered, forcing those hurtful words out of his vocal cords, knowing that every single syllable of that suggestion was scarring his very soul, not only that, but his very being.
A single tear rolled its way down his pale cheek.
Sasuke's mind erupted in rage, cursing himself silently for his weakness. He was a man. Men don't cry.
Real men keep everything to themselves.
In the safety of the darkness surrounding the room, Sasuke let out a couple more tears in regret; each one burning a wet trail on his cold stale cheeks.
This was hurting. Everything was hurting. He was hurting.
Hurt…is that all he will ever be granted?
Hurt and Pain?
"Hey, you're right Sasuke! Thanks so much! It means a lot", the blonde replied cheerfully, a large toothy smile making it's way to his lips, "You're such a great friend."
Friend.
Sasuke replayed that word an infinite amount of times in his head, a sharp ghastly stab of pain penetrating his pride every time he did so. Naruto could never imagine how much he was tearing him apart with his own words.
His entire world was ripped in half, and Naruto hadn't even tried.
All the blonde wanted was advice. Yet, Sasuke took it ever so personally that he let those innocent words infuriate him and depress him to no end.
Pathetic.
He was truly pathetic. Itachi was right. Sasuke was nothing but a waste of space in this universe.
"You're…welcome, Naruto", Sasuke cracked, his voice beginning to break down into a shrieking weep.
Naruto noticed the change in the raven's voice, and immediately approached the boy; worry displaying across his angelic face, "You alright there, Sasuke?"
"Don't touch me. I'm fine." Sasuke snapped back, shoving his shoulder away from Naruto's warm hand.
That warmth…why was it do hard for Sasuke to pull back from it?
It was as if Naruto had this spell on him. A spell that disallowed Sasuke to forget about his goddamned perfect face, a spell in which he was alone to grieve upon.
He loved that blonde so much it almost seemed like a sin. Sasuke had treasured Naruto so much it was almost impossible to keep inside; yet, he had managed to do so for 8 years of his wretched life.
He just loved him more than he had intended to, and it was impossible not loving him. It was Forbidden not to.
"Sasuke…?", Naruto whispered, coming even more dangerously close to the raven.
Sasuke's heart was literally pounding outside his chest by now, sweat dripped from the side of his face, and tears spilled uncontrollably from his onyx eyes. He could feel Naruto's warm alluring breath slapping at his cheek. It was agonizing, yet it felt right at the same time.
"Say something, baka! You're acting like a little girl! Jeez, you could be such a puss at times! Maybe that's why people at school don't like you!", Naruto shouted, annoyed by the fact that he thought the raven was ignoring everything he was saying. But little did he know, that those meant-to-be-playful-words would send the weeping Uchiha to his final limit.
It enraged Sasuke that Naruto had absolutely no idea how much he meant to him, it angered him to know end knowing that Naruto teased him in ways he thought were on purpose.
It was unfair.
"A little girl, huh?! Well maybe I have a reason to!" Sasuke screamed, standing up from the chair and literally yelling in Naruto's face, "Maybe if you're fucked against your own will by your own brother every night you get a little "strange", don't you think?! You have NO IDEA what pain really is! You have no fucking idea how it feels to suffer every single minute of your life! You walk around with your "perfection" everywhere you go and you're praised for it…! Even loved for it…!", Sasuke continued, tears now erupting from his reddened eyes uncontrollably, "Maybe you should stop being so goddamned perfect for once and look around you! You have everything you have ever wanted Naruto…! I have nothing but a fucking insane brother screwing me every single day of my worthless existence!"
Sasuke realized that he was screaming from the top of his lungs when he noticed the horrified expression on Naruto's face, outlined by the insipid lighting from the nearby window.
His legs went numb and he fell on his knees, regretting every single word he had shrieked in Naruto's face. He had said too much… he had said what was most private and embarrassing to him; he had admitted right there and then that he was raped by Itachi, his own brother, and he had also admitted his love for Naruto.
"Sasuke…", the blonde whispered, deeply shocked and at the same time touched by Sasuke's words, "I…didn't know…you liked me…"
The raven quietly scoffed with what was left of his sanity, "Liked? I loved you…", tears spilled from out of his closed eyes, his own heart rate increasing by the second, "You Naruto…you mean Everything to me…and I'm sorry…", Sasuke whispered, his voice cracking into quiet rasps as he clutched at the rug beneath him.
Naruto smiled gently to himself, not believing the words that were coming out of the Uchiha's mouth, but his smile quickly turned into a frown when he retraced the painful confession of Sasuke being raped by his own brother.
Slowly, the blonde leaned down to the raven's level and took him into a tight embrace, holding the shaking boy like if it were his lifeline.
His hug…it felt so right. So comforting, sweet, and loving. Sasuke quickly wrapped his own arms around Naruto's slim waist, inhaling the ambrosia scent hindering from Naruto's tender neck as much as he could.
He was holding him. He was finally holding him.
"I'm here for you…I'll always be here for you", the blonde whispered, his sweet voice dancing inside the raven's ears as he held the cold figure closer to himself, "we'll get through this together. I swear."
Naruto…
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The sun itched at his skin and he was restless.
Sasuke hadn't been back since this evening; not that he was worried, of course, but he was curious as to where his little brother could be. Especially if it entertained him much to the extent that he would dare to spend the longest time there.
Where could he have gone?Itachi's predictions were soon interrupted, though, when he heard a loud knock coming from the front door. Slightly annoyed, he threw his legs out of bed and quickly slipped on a pair of boxers from his left drawer.
So Sasuke decided to come back now?Slowly, he quietly made his way to the door and unlocked it, only not to be greeted by Sasuke, but Kisame himself.
Itachi's heart suddenly jumped, deeply elated by the wonderful visit from his boyfriend. He hadn't seen him in a couple of days now, and he had grown impatient. He had missed Kisame's rough violent embraces, and he had missed that beautiful blue skin of his. Hell, he missed Kisame's hardcore sex.
"Yo", the larger figure smiled, handing Itachi a single yellow rose, "Missed you."
"I missed you more, darling", the long-haired beauty smiled, taking the rose and inviting Kisame in as he opened the door wide enough for him to enter without restrictions, "Why a yellow rose this time, love?"
Kisame chuckled quietly to himself, locking the door behind him, "You'll soon find out."
The blue-skinned man quietly watched as Itachi purposely swayed his hips in a seductive way as he made his way towards a nearby flower vase; clearly, this was Itachi's way of giving away an invitation.
"Desperate, are we?", Kisame smirked, approaching the smaller man and locking him in a firm embrace.
"Very", Itachi whispered, slipping the flower inside the vase and concentrating on Kisame's sea-like scent, "So many things have been happening lately. I've missed you so much."
"I could tell", Kisame whispered, tugging down at Itachi boxers, "take it off for me, would you?"
Grinning to himself, Itachi twirled around to face the face he thought was "the most beautiful thing of all", and pushed Kisame down onto the cushioned chair behind him.
"Strip tease, is it?", the tall man whispered, feeding his hungry gaze on Itachi's luscious feminine figure standing in front of him.
"If you wouldn't mind, loves", the Uchiha smirked, hooking both his thumbs on either side of his boxers and slipping them down at a torturing slow pace.
Knowing his beloved boyfriend, Itachi added in some bonus moments when he girlishly circled his hips in a way that seemed extremely suggestive; making sure that every sway revealed a bit more of his nether area.
With an inaudible giggle, Itachi twirled around, and bent down as he pulled down at his boxers; revealing a tight hairless ass in front of Kisame's horny expression.
Feeling warm breaths whipping at his sensitive skin, Itachi quietly moaned, his skin now desperate for Kisame's touch. He wanted Kisame. He needed Kisame. He hungered for Kisame.
He simple loved Kisame.
"You little whore", the blue-skinned man smirked, standing up and slamming his clothed hard-rock erection on Itachi's rear, earning himself a quiet gasp from the Uchiha's thin mouth, "What do you want me to do, Itachi?", he teased further, grinding his member violently at the younger man's ass.
"Mmm…! F-fuck me, Kisame…Take me…", Itachi moaned, his whispers nothing but lustful breaths, "Hard."
Kisame couldn't help but to chuckle at the ultimate control he had over "The All Powerful Uchiha", bending down in front of him, legs spread, and body offered.
"As you wish."
With a large smirk on his cobalt lips, Kisame didn't hesitate further to live up to Itachi's request, and he quickly pulled down his pants and boxers; Him being just as desperate as well.
Without warning, Kisame slammed inside Itachi's tight, virgin-like entrance. Clearly, it hadn't been stretched by anyone else while he was gone; which was good, to an extent. He smiled when he heard a loud painful shriek emitting from the younger man's throat; clearly, Kisame had made it painful for him, just like the both of them liked it.
He hurried his penetrations further, bringing his rough blue hands on either side of Itachi's hips; slamming the Uchiha's waist further into him, feeling the inner core of Itachi's sweltering canal as he pulled down on Itachi's long pony-tail.
"Scream for me, bitch", Kisame whispered huskily, deepening every thrust he gifted Itachi's burning entrance with.
The younger man quickly obeyed, letting out a long painful moan from deep his throat; letting every single bit of his lust escape with his yearning howl. How he loved Kisame.
He loved the monster-looking man so much it almost hurt him in the deepest ways, emotionally, not to mention, physically as well. But something was always missing. When Itachi recalled, never in his 4-year relationship with Kisame had he heard Kisame explain to him in detal how much he actually meant to him. Hell, the man never even kept up a long conversation with him. Everything just ended up in hot sweltering sex, but that was all.
Suddenly, a loud horny moan was heard from Itachi's deep voice as he felt Kisame's sudden eruption stream inside his twitching canal. It felt so nice, so right, and so goddamned good.
"K-Kisame…", the younger man moaned, his voice cracky from his sexual tension, "F-faster…"
Obeying the younger of the two, Kisame quickened his speed, letting out a string of "Itachis'" dance from out of his mouth; arousing the younger man even more as he grinded his hips deeper into the larger man's 9-inched member.
Oh, yes, Kisame was big. Not only that, but he was thick. To Itachi, it almost felt like an oversized sausage being shoved up his ass in the most violent possible way. Yet, Itachi loved it. He cherished every single moment of it close to his heart. Fruity it may sound, but as "fruity" as it might be, it was quite true nevertheless.
"K-Kisame…I love you, I l-love you so much…", the lustful Uchiha stuttered, pearls of sweat making their way down his hot thighs, "I need you…Kisame…"
The larger man just continued his violent pattern, almost oblivious of what Itachi was saying…all that mattered to him was that he was screwing Itachi; nothing else mattered.
"Love" didn't matter.
"I know that", Kisame smiled, pounding harder into the younger man's swelling prostate.
"Let's…go f-far away…together…", the Uchiha whispered, wincing his right eye when he felt fluids spill from between his legs, making him feel sticky and sweaty at the same time, "Yes…?"
Kisame smirked, resisting himself from rolling his eyes as well, "What about Sasuke?"
"Mmm…! Ah… S-sasuke…? Hn…I'll throw him in a foster home…he won't stop us. I need you, Kisame. I love you…I love you so much", Itachi whispered, deep emotional love surfacing on his every word.
"Haha…", was the mocking reply emitting from Kisame's lips, rocking Itachi's hips further into his own member.
Several minutes later, both bodies collapse on the marbled floor, Itachi's hair cascading down on the floor as it formed a beautiful raven river. It was truly a beautiful sight to behold, but Kisame seemed to pay no attention to it. He didn't need Itachi's beauty. As long as he had an ass and a penis, it was all good.
"Kisame…that was amazing, darling", Itachi cooed, slithering his body on top of the larger man beneath him, tracing the rough blue lips with his own pinkish ones, "I love you…"
To no surprise, Kisame did not respond. He just laid there, a deceitful grin spread proudly across his face. It was funny…it was funny how Itachi felt for him.
He's so pathetic…just like his little brother…With a loving smile displayed across Itachi's lips, he gently curled his fingers into Kisame's indigo strands of hair, whispering lovely little nothings into Kisame's ear, using his other hand to massage gently at his lover's shoulder blade, "I love you so much…oh, so very much."
"Itachi…"
"Yes, love?"
"I have something to tell you. It might interest you, I believe", Kisame whispered, bringing his mouth close to the younger man's ear.
Itachi felt a swirl of butterflies inside his stomach, was Kisame finally going to tell him how much he loved him?
"Remember when I gave you that yellow rose?", the blue-skinned man continued, his voice low and seductive.
"Yes…I do."
"Do you know what a single yellow rose stands for?", Kisame questioned, raising an eyebrow quite slyly.
"Um…no, I don't believe I do", Itachi replied, using his sharp tongue to trace along Kisame's jaw line.
"It means that the person that gave it to you is sick and tired of the person he is gifting it to", Kisame answered, his voice quite passive.
Itachi's eyes widened at the comment. No…it couldn't be that way…
Kisame was only playing around…right?
"Kisame…as if you would ever do that, love…", the Uchiha whispered, forcing himself to let out a quiet chuckle, despite the confusion that was already flooding at his head.
Without remorse, Kisame grunted; not just any normal grunt, it was an annoyed type of grunt. The effect of that grunt towards Itachi scarred his very being.
This just couldn't be happening.
"What does that mean…?", the younger man questioned, his voice tiny and full of deep worry.
"It means I'm leaving you."
Those words weren't real…they couldn't be real. This wasn't happening. It was all in his head. Yes, Itachi was dreaming. Kisame did not just say he was leaving him… No way. Kisame would never do that to him. Kisame loved him. It was just a dream…
Yes, a dream.
Nothing more but a dream.
"Don't play around with those things, Kisame…they're quite serious", Itachi tried to coo, holding his lover's figure close to his own as he forced a fake smile upon his shaking lips.
"Are you growing deaf, Itachi?", Kisame smiled, his voice distant and unemotional. As if the words emitting from his mouth meant absolutely nothing to him.
Sharp tears started welling up at the ends of the Uchiha's eyes, there was just no way that Kisame was leaving him now. Especially now, since today was their 4 year anniversary.
He quickly held Kisame tighter; closer to himself, possessing the larger man's body, claiming it as only his own.
Hoping his lover was truly just joking around, Itachi sealed Kisame's lips in a tender kiss, trying his best to lie upon as much emotion as he could into just that one moment; hoping with all his heart that Kisame would accept.
But to his dismay, the blue-skinned man pulled away, his expression clearly annoyed, "Is it really so hard to believe, Itachi? How many time do I have to repeat myself; I don't need you anymore. I don't need your slutty lips anymore. Really, I've had enough, love.", a sharp tone of sarcasm was heard on that very last word.
No…! No! He can't leave me! No…he can't…
His heart was torn in half, and his world came plummeting down. The Love of His Life Was…leaving him. Everything seemed to blur and disappear into the confused distance of his crimson eyes. His Happiness, that he worked so very hard for, was slipping away from his grip, and there was absolutely nothing he could do about it.
Absolutely Nothing.
Is this what Sasuke went through every single day of his life?
Is this how it felt to be thrown away by the one you truly love and care for?
Was this it?
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Omg yes! The pain the pain the pain!! XD Both Uchiha's suffering, pretty messed up, eh? XD I always thought Itachi should get some karma for everything he has done to Sasuke, so I decided to hurt him in the worst way possible. XD ahaha yay me! Lol Await chapter 8 real soon. :D Reviews and feedback make my heart flutter into the many stages of happiness! So please,gimme some cool comments. :) Thanks much. Regards.