Everything was going to be okay wasn't it? No, everything was going to be different between Nee-san and me from now on.
Nee-san… is touching me. My private places are being touched my Nee-san…
The sounds of whimpering, moaning, and groaning echoed in the room.
"Nee-san…"
"Sasuke…you're so cute." A smirked curled up on his brother's face.
"N-nee-san… I'm coming. I'm coming. AH-"
Whiteness.
Sasuke woke up gasping to find himself in his bedroom. Looking at the time it was 4:13 in the morning.
"A dream?"
Sighing, he closed his eyes trying to go back to sleep but all he could think of was his dream. Pulling the covers off himself, he moved his legs to the edge of the bed and stood up, heading towards his door. Opening the door, he looked into the perpetual dark hallway.
"Geez, why can't mom and dad leave a light on? How can anyone see?"
Trying not to make a noise, he walked into the hallway, into the living room, heading to the front door. Sasuke lifted his hand onto the wall to feel for a light switch. Turning it on, he opened the door and went out into the night world.
Feeling the cool wind of the night, he walked and looked around to see if anyone was out like he was. Sometimes, Sasuke walked out during the night to clear his thoughts if he wasn't able to sleep because that was only way for him to clear his mind and forget his troubles. Walking over a bridge, on the other side was a person with yellow spiked hair and blue pajamas, talking to three replicas of himself.
"Alright, do it again!"
The replicas were running towards the original with kunais in their hands. The original was in a defensive pose with nothing in his hand. Jumping in the air, the replicas aimed and threw their kunai's at him, and disappeared. The original dodged the sharp knives and did a back flip. Noticing that the replicas were behind him, he threw down a smoke bomb. As the smoke cleared up, the original spiked yellow haired boy was gone.
"Where he go?" one of the replicas asked, looking carefully to where he could be.
Suddenly, a kunai came flying from the forest at one of them but it was dodged and headed straight to Sasuke.
Sasuke only stood there as if he wasn't scared of getting hit.
Drops of blood were coming out. Sasuke stopped the kunai with his hand that was almost inches from his face. His face wasn't hit but the blade had wounded the palm of his hand very deeply that was going to leave a scar.
"Shit!"e
Sasuke dropped the knife and clenched his jaw, gripping his wounded hand tightly.
"Ah… it hurts." He said to himself.
"Oi!" The replicas disappeared in a puff of smoke and the original came out behind trees and ran to Sasuke.
"Hey, are you okay? I'm so sorry!"
Sasuke glared at the boy.
The boy smiled nervously at him.
"Guess not. I'll take you to the hospital."
"No."
'Why not? You have to stop the bleeding and from the looks of it, you already lost a lot…"
"No hospital."
The world was spinning again. He was feeling light headed; his legs were starting to give out, and he was growing weak. Sasuke tried hard to keep his eyes open but he failed. The darkness took over him.
A/N: I have no idea what I'm doing…lol seriously, I make stuff up and see if it makes sense but I don't even know if there is a plot to this or not. PWP maybe? Sigh. Let me know what you think please. Alsooo, before I wrote this chapter I had another chapter written up, but I didn't like how it was going so I decided to type this one, to see if this was going to be better than the other one. It had something to do with milk *hint hint* XD.
