Hate me, thrill me. Love me, kill me.
Disclaimer: Do Kakashi and Itachi have hot sex during the anime? Do we have a Naruto shower scene in every volume? Did Sakura die in the first episode? Did Sasuke walk around naked?
Then do I own anything?
By now you know the warning…
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Why do people have nightmares? Is it a demon hunting them? Is it a sign they did something bad? One of the things Kakashi would like to know. He usually dreamt very little, he wouldn't want it any other way. Many people drown themselves into dreams, he does not. When he dreams he'll dream of blood, dying all around him. And there would be nothing he could do.
He liked to be in control, to know what was going on. A dream is a mere illusion from reality. Dreams can make you cry, feel and scream. You have no control in a dream, just as in real life, only at the mercy of your everlasting fantasy.
Dreams can tell you if you're sane or not. And to what he knew, Kakashi wasn't sane, he hadn't been for years. Just like every ninja was supposed to.
Dreams of a spirit world. Souls flying around, telling him their sad stories. People would scream, but where could they be? Beasts of dark wander around, eyes glowing up in the dark. The creatures of cold, with razor sharp teeth. Whenever they would reach him, they would lick his face like hellfire. Sometimes, they seemed to be to real to be a dream.
To feed upon his breath, his heat and his fear. And whenever he would wake up, he could swear he could still feel their presence. As if he was bound by a curse.
After a long time, Kakashi finally woke from a terrible dream. His wounds hurt by the slightest pressure, even though Itachi closed them. His view was getting better as the minutes passed by. He was bound to the cold floor, this time by chains. One around his neck, holding his head to the ground, his arms pinned just above his head, and his ankles were bound to. So any hopes of escape were as invisible as the thin air. This couldn't mean any good, Itachi being as sick and twisted in a way beyond reach. What did he want?
Slow footsteps removed the stream of thoughts he hoped to drown in. Even though Kakashi wasn't able to see what was going on, he knew the aura following this fiend.
"You don't seem to be to happy to see me." An icy hand moved over his chest, but still the cold was warming his skin. "You think?" The jounin replied getting infuriated. "Now now, don't be like that." The Uchiha smiled, lowering his body to Kakashi's level. Onyx eyes met an obsidian and a crimson eye, staring as hatred was shown deep within their depths. A hatred only the Uchiha clan could master. A cold hand felt its way around his chest, a shudder crawled along the jounins spine.
"Why are you doing this?" The jounin asked getting nervous. "It would be stupid if I wouldn't."
"What?" Silence followed. "What do you mean?" The jounin finally started to tremble do to the cold attacking his almost completely bare body. Soon the cold was gone, and the shivers became less as it happened so. A soft moan escaped his lips as weight forced itself on top of him. Kakashi was covered by a warm cloth, he wouldn't be so ungrateful had the cloth been empty. Now he lay under Itachi, he tried to move a little but the chains held him to his place.
"You've come to visit?" Bleu eyes looked at the boy, piercing his steel face for any emotions. "If that's ok" The child said, not knowing to good what to do. "Wow, nobody comes to visit him."
"Yeah, and we've been taking care of him since he was what, ten?" Two more doctors walked around the corner, eavesdropping on the conversation. "Well I… umn…"
The boy carefully started, eyes of black filling with annoyance. "Looks like the Copy Ninja is finally growing up." One of the nurses derided, angering the Uchiha.
"Oh for heaven sake what do you think you're doing?" A very enraged elderly spat, freighting the other adults. "Back to your post, NOW!" Was howled, the little boy couldn't help but snigger.
"He's probably still asleep, but you can take a look if you want." A lined face moved into a smile. "Third floor, room 146." He said, pointing the boy into the right direction.
Kakashi tried to move some more, the chains holding him secure. And with Itachi pressing onto him the pain got even worse. "It'll hurt only more if you keep struggling like that." His enemy taunted.
"I want you to be mine." He whispered in the jounins ear. Kakashi shivered just thinking about it. "Only in your wet dreams." He hissed. "Don't worry, soon you won't be so hostile anymore"
'Things couldn't get any better.' The jounin thought sarcastically. He wasn't the captive of a madman, he was being the captive of a sad child stuck in a wave of love. "Don't touch me." The jounin threatened. Within moments Itachi's face became solid again, emotions locked away within the depths of obsidian.
He slowly sat up, reaching for something beyond Kakashi's sight. "This will hurt, but try not to make to much of a scene please." The male smiled slightly as he slowly pushed the knife on Kakashi's chest, a place close to his heart, the flesh pulsing softly do to the power of the beats. A moan softly passed his lips as his captor moved the knife in many directions, seeming to draw something on his chest.
Black eyes shone in annoyance while one bloody hand reached for the soft cloth, wiping the fresh blood away. What Kakashi didn't know was why his enemy took this so serious. He was acting like this was a big deal, as if one mistake could have bad consequences. He didn't know what kind of mark it was, and his head was tied to the ground, making it unable for him to even lift his head just an inch. But drawing a seal wasn't that hard… right?
After a while Itachi stopped, using the cloth to prevent more blood to escape the prey's body. Kakashi was breathing a little heavier then usual, the pain was there but nothing he couldn't handle. Itachi was investigating the wound now, every now and then gently pushing the cloth onto the prey's chest to wipe away the blood that covered his sight. Suddenly lips moved into a smile, a shudder seemed to shift through the cold room as the Uchiha did so. The cloth was pushed away and Itachi combined a few seals, his hands receiving a bright red glow. Kakashi didn't know the spell, but he was to find out soon enough. The silver haired jounin tried to move his head to gain better view, the thick chain around his neck kept him from shifting.
"When are you gonna wake up?" A playful tone was put in the question. "Well, I got the highest score today." The noise of wood crossing wood was made as the youngster pulled a heavy chair to the lonely bed in the middle of the room.
"Teacher wasn't to happy, you know how he hates me for being better." Finally the screeching stopped as the chair stood straight next to the white bed. "Just like they all hated you."
"You know, for being the best." A lone thump ended on the chair as small weight placed itself more on the bed then on the chair. "I know you understand, and I know they hated you more. I know you were a lot younger then I am now."
A child's hand slowly moved towards the face that was covered with bandages. It stroked the pale face, going slowly towards the hair covering both eyes. "You'll be better then me, always be better then me." The boy whispered as he removed some of his own raven black hair out of his own face. "And one day we'll make them pay, all of them."
It stayed silent for a while, the boy never removed his fingers that were entwined with the silken white hair. "And we can be together, and not even the Maggot Gods will separate us." Slowly the boy leaned in, placing a soft kiss on the uncovered cheek of the older male.
"This will hurt, but it'll be over soon." Itachi whispered slowly, the jounin raised an eyebrow, not knowing what to think.
Until all of a sudden he felt the air near his chest warm up, heat becoming so intense it seemed to char his flesh. The pain was so hot it drifted with his boiling blood, travelling throughout his chest. His breath accelerated, many groans emitted from the back of his throat as the ache seemed to move slowly in an invisible mark.
But he refused to scream, refusing Itachi that pleasure. The jounin tried to resist, his body sheltered by the thick chains, making it unable to trash about. Finally the scorch stopped, unequal eyes closed but his mouth stayed open, a silent scream filled the cold room. More pain cut through his body, but that seemed nothing compared to the pain pulsing all the way through his chest.
A warm hand gently touched his cheek, warming his face. Without realising it the jounin moved his head to the hand as much as he could so it could warm him, comfort him, ease the burning pain his body warned him about. Until he realised who wanted to calm him. Eyes shot open, staring into the pale face he feared more as the time crept by. "You're a tough one, I'm content to admit that."
For some reason, God knows why, Itachi sounded so soothing. His voice clean from hatred and revulsion. It calmed the prey a little, reassuring it the unreal torment was over. Eyes closed slowly again and breath seemed to ease little by little. The warming hand was taken away from him, allowing cold to touch his heated skin. Black eyes looked at him briefly before turning back to the knife that waited to cut.
"You didn't truly believe I was done now do you?" Whispered through the dark as the knife was pushed into the thin flesh below his bellybutton.
The bleeding of the first wound was stopped up by the scorch now, the first mark of many, all different in shape and size. The smallest seal would be the one he was forming now, nothing more then a black spot from afar. Itachi didn't care about those, small wounds could be closed within the blink of an eye. That's why he wanted to make them now. It also didn't matter if the jounin was wide awake of vast asleep.
"It would go a lot faster if you would stop trembling so much." He suddenly spoke, startling his victim. "I would stop trembling if YOU wouldn't have taken my shirt from me." The Copy-Nin replied, suddenly aware he could've pissed the Uchiha.
But nothing happened, he didn't get punched, screamed at or pierced by the knife his enemy was clutching on. Itachi seemed to think about something. Just silence, and that scared the jounin more then everything else.
"Look I'm… unm…" Black eyes looked at the masked face, unable to voice whatever emotions bothered him. "What is it?" The silver haired male asked, a soft smile on his lips. He had returned form his mission some time ago, and this hospital visit was just a routine.
"I'm… we're … I … I love…" Was whispered in a way, the voice trailed off, letting the other male hear only the beginning. "You what?"
"I said I …" Was spoken, the boy stopped when something seemed to hit him. "Itachi?" was asked again, concern stating the obvious.
"Its not important…" The boy got off the wooden chair and slowly walked away, not daring to look at the older male. The silver haired one waited, hoping the younger one would tell him what was wrong.
Unfortunately, the next day unbearable news struck, an entire clan murdered by a mere fledgling.
"You'll be mine, and you will love me." The Uchiha said, combining more seals. This spell was different from the other one, casting a light bleu glow, and within moments Kakashi fell asleep, to wake up a different soul.
Your fate will be worse then death.
You will yearn for it, beg for it,
but it will not be given to you.
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Well now, dialogues better? Even I was thinking 'hé I can read it normally' XD
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