Warnings: Lemon, yaoi, fluff, some BDSM, incest... Well, I do hope you're not surprised by the incest. It was mentioned in the friggin' description.

Enjoy your citrus!


Neji shut the door behind them. Hinata tensed in excitement and fear. The idea of being caught was always constant, due to their pesky bloodline limit. But that's what made their relationship fun.

Ah, yes. A kind of fun that will certainly lead to something not fun later on. For now, they lived in an ignorant bliss.

"N-neji-nii-san..." A pair of needy, passionate lips found its way onto her beautiful neck. Neji licked a spot behind her ear that produced delicious music. She sung a rather high note as he bit her. The older Hyuuga smirked lecherously. Perhaps Hinata should consider joining choir.

A hand diligently began working to strip clothes away. They were useless and restricting at the moment. As they became bare, the two celebrated with a heated kiss. Although it was lustful, there was still a hint of carefulness that symbolized a beautiful romance.

But screw that.

They're fucking horny right now.

"You deserve a reward for your performance, don't you?" he whispered huskily into her ear. She moaned at the mere thought of it. Roughly, yet gently at the same time, she was pushed onto her back on the bed.

Whose bed was it again? Hinata's? Neji's? Hell, it could've been Hiashi's and they still wouldn't give a damn. And they forgot to look the door again, didn't they? Oh well.

Fingers, roughened from the work of a shinobi, caressed a cheek, reddened from the sins of a shinobi. Soon, they travelled downwards to a soft breast. Her nipples had already gone hard from her arousal. Neji pinched one, just to hear her cry out in pleasurable pain.

Once more, his fingers traveled downwards. This time, they were caressing her womanhood. A finger was roughly thrust in. Neji thoroughly explored the hot, wet, velvety walls of his cousin's inner caverns. Hinata attempted to stifle a wanton moan at her older cousin's ministrations.

Neji smirked at Hinata's whorish expression. Her blush, her eyes, her lips, her sounds... He was the cause of all of it, and he loved it. "Ah...! Mmnn..." He went faster, watching her eyes as her voice was getting more and more difficult to suppress and easier to express.

He leaned down to capture Hinata's lips in a slow, gentle kiss. Meanwhile, he also felt that Hinata's climax was nearing. Neji tasted her mouth, wanting to memorize it as if it was new to him. Their tongues merged together for another hundredth time. "Nngh... Mm..." They broke from the kiss.

Hinata was panting, staring at her older cousin with a pair of longing eyes. She wanted him. Only him. Her entire world revolved around nothing except her precious older cousin at that moment. She involuntarily let a moan out, signaling just how close she was to her climax.

"N... Nii-san!"


"Nii-san!" Sasuke yelled/groaned/whined, attempting to get his older brother to look away from his damned book. Itachi found it amazing how he was able to combine all three. Sasuke, on the other hand, found it amazing how his blind weasel of a brother was still capable of reading. He must be faking just to piss him off. That bastard. "You promised, Itachi-nii!" he complained childishly.

Sasuke had no problem with begging for sex in front of his parents. Of course, only Mikoto suspected that her sons were gay with each other, but she seemed completely fine with it. Fugaku would flip if he knew, though, which is why he was kept in the dark about it.

"Itachi, why don't you come help me with some chores?" Mikoto proposed. Fugaku looked up from his paperwork to glare at his wife. He knew that Sasuke would never shut up until he was satisfied. The housewife smirked slyly in response. It was obvious who Itachi inherited his sadistic tendencies from.

"Of course, Mother," Itachi obliged, being the good son he is. He marked his book, placing it on the table beside him. Sasuke glared at the book. The fucking dictionary. What the fuck?

"Oh, and by the way, Hikari, Hizashi, Neji, and Hinata are coming over for dinner tonight," the housewife mentioned. Itachi and Sasuke tensed. "You're not going to have another friendly spar, are you?" Fugaku asked. "No, but the kids can spar if they want." The Uchiha brothers sighed in unison.

As the mother and eldest son left to complete chores, Sasuke and Fugaku were left in the same room. The teenager began to make whining noises. "Aniki is too cruel!"

Fugaku groaned.

I really hate those two, sometimes...


Dinner was always lively when Hikari and Hizashi attended. Those two had a certain air around them that anyone would be interested in. It made everyone wonder why the hell Hikari married Hiashi instead of his brother. The two had a perfect balance in their relationship. Damn the person who invented arranged marriages.

Hikari and Mikoto giggled as Fugaku and Hizashi told the story of the Scroll War that took place during the last Shinobi War. Although Itachi hated war, he found the story interesting. There were a few bits that he remembered from when he was four years old. Sasuke, Hinata, and Neji listened eagerly.

The Scroll War was a series of battles between the Hyuuga and Uchiha clan. It started when Hizashi decided to steal an ancient Uchiha scroll. "The Third Shinobi War wasn't just about conflict between villages," Hizashi told them. "It was also about conflict between clans." In response to Hizashi's first move, Fugaku swiped two Hyuuga scrolls when the Hyuuga clan was most unaware. "Every eye has its blind spot," Fugaku said. Neji's eyes widened. Sasuke raised an eyebrow.

What started out as a competition between Hizashi and Fugaku turned into an all out war. Strategies bloomed, security was doubled, and attacks were carefully plotted. The Hyuuga clan had the advantage with defense, but the Uchiha clan was superior in offense. "Like Yin and Yang..." whispered Hinata, who hadn't uttered a word the entire time.

Indeed, the two clans were equal. They even resorted to kidnap at one point. "We both managed to sneak our clan members back, though." Nobody was in actual danger of dying, though, since Fugaku and Hizashi were still friends.

In the end, both clans ended up with every scroll the other one had. "In vain," Itachi muttered, "since we haven't the slightest clue what the scrolls contain since they held a code that only someone with the Byakugan could read." Sasuke chewed his food thoughtfully. "What about the Dual Dojutsu-User? He was originally a Hyuuga, so he should be able to decipher the code for the Hyuuga clan," he brought up. "Hatori-san probably knows everything. He just won't tell us," Neji grumbled.

"What did the Hokage think of it?" Hinata questioned. A feud between clans would definitely upset the Hokage, who encouraged everyone to act as one village. She was answered with a laugh from Mikoto. "He was ready to unleash Kushina on us... He still doesn't trust the Hyuuga and Uchiha clan together."

"And he definitely doesn't trust anyone with Fujiwara blood. More specifically, Fujiwara Hikari's blood," Hizashi teased. Sasuke let out a "Hn" loaded with interest. This Scroll War was more important than it seemed. His gaze was casted at the heiress-in-training. His thoughts were interrupted when a fork was suddenly punctured his thigh. "Ah, shit!" he cursed.

All eyes were now on the younger of the Uchiha brothers. "Why the hell did you stab me?!" Sasuke nearly yelled at his brother. Itachi merely took a calm sip of iced tea. Sasuke's eyes narrowed at the drink. What the hell is with him and iced tea? "Pass the potatoes, Otouto," he replied, as if it was the most normal thing in the world to stab someone's thigh to ask for potatoes. "There are no fucking potatoes! We're having sushi right now, you goddamned blind weasel!"

Mikoto stood up from her chair. "Sasuke! Stop acting like your father!" she scolded. Fugaku glared at his wife, then stood up from his own chair. "Itachi, stop acting like your mother," he retorted. He dodged a table knife that was too sharp for his liking. It stuck to the wall behind him. "Fuck!" the Uchiha head exclaimed when he was almost tipped off balance.

The visiting family watched the scene with amusement. "Sasuke, just go get some first aid. Itachi, you're accompanying him," Fugaku declared. Both consented willingly. Besides, it seemed that Itachi had something to say (or do?).

That dumbass couldn't have made a better excuse? That fucking fork fucking hurt!


"You two are awfully calm..." Mikoto commented. Strange, since Hikari and Hizashi were as wild as the burning fires of hell. Neji and Hinata get along well, unlike her two sons. Hikari's laughter told a different story. "According to my resources, Hinata has quite the temper," she said, introducing a new tale. Itachi and Sasuke stopped in their tracks, their interest piqued. They had no idea Hinata was even capable of feeling the emotion called anger.

Hinata shot an out-of-character glare at her mother. Nobody had to know about her violent moods. The glare fell on blind eyes as Hikari proceeded to narrate her story.

Once upon a time, there was a 12-year-old Hinata that had a particularly rough day. She just came back from an incredibly simple yet somehow failed mission. It wasn't her fault that the mission went downhill–it was just that dogs and cats simply do not get along. As Hiashi chided her, Hanabi decided to interrupt with her news of straight A's and boasting that her grades were superior to Hinata's when she was in the academy. Hinata and Hanabi never quite got along, with Hinata preferring to avoid the younger.

After the torturous lecture, she decided to go on a walk. During that walk, she ran into Ino, who began to "teach" her about fashion and what boys want. Her lesson included talking about everything that Hinata lacked and going on and on about Sasuke. Hinata always abhorred it when Ino was in fangirl mode.

As the Hyuuga continued with her walk, her old bullies decided to give her a visit. Something snapped in her when they began circling her–call it her Fujiwara side. The five boys that used to tease her almost saw the afterlife that day. Needless to say, they never picked on her again. Once more, she was reprimanded. This time by her therapist. "I never needed a therapist, Uncle," insisted Hinata. "That's exactly what Hikari said," Hizashi deadpanned.

When Hinata returned home, she was greeted by a snooty main branch cousin. Cold eyes, a colder heart, and the coldest scorn. She was finally able to escape into the kitchen. There were apples sent from the Uchiha family, so she decided to slice them. Neji sat himself down at the table, helping himself to a cup of tea. "How was your day, Hinata-sama?" he asked politely. She stabbed the knife deep into the apple–penatrating even the chopping board and counter. "Just fine!" she snapped.

To this day, the knife still remains embedded into the granite counter. The servants dubbed it "Excalibur." Hizashi chuckled. "I even went to the Hyuuga council to see if we could make a contest out of getting the knife out. The prize would be the throne to the Hyuuga clan," he remembered. Unfortunately, the idea was rejected.


When the story ended, Sasuke and Itachi continued up the stairs. Although he was incredibly pissed that he got stabbed, he was glad that they will finally get to have some sex time. Who cares if they get caught because Sasuke is way too loud in bed? He hasn't received a good release from Itachi since a month ago. They get together to have sex every night, but Itachi never finishes what he starts. He's a sadistic bastard that lives on the pleasure of watching others suffer.

The older Uchiha shut the door behind them softly. Sasuke chuckled when he saw that they were in their parents' master bedroom. It made sense, though, since the first aid kit was in their bathroom. Sasuke wondered if there was a certain reason for that. Itachi interrupted his thoughts with a low, husky whisper that ran a chill up Sasuke's spine. "Get on the bed, Sasuke."

Smiling, the younger brother obeyed. The smile turned into a frown when he saw Itachi go into the bathroom. It looks like the bastard really does want to play nurse. Sasuke groaned, annoyed and aroused all at the same time. The idea of Itachi in a nurse outfit (and perhaps being bottom for once) wasn't too bad. He just hated that Itachi rarely goes past foreplay, yet he always manages to seduce him every time he wants to play his inhuman game.

Isn't it fucking obvious that he always wins, and I always lose? Dastardly bastard!

When Itachi came out of the bathroom, Sasuke was greeted with an enticing sight. In reality, it was just Itachi holding a first aid kit, but Sasuke's yaoi filter didn't acknowledge this. Sasuke saw Itachi in a skimpy nurse outfit, with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Sasuke?" the real Itachi questioned. Sasuke licked his lips.

Itachi sighed, then walked towards Sasuke. The first aid kit was placed on the nightstand. Itachi straddled his younger brother, staring into lustful obsidian eyes mirroring his own calm ones. "Sasuke... My Otouto..." Gently, a chaste kiss was placed on the unchaste teenager. Itachi slowly deepened the kiss, lovingly stroking Sasuke's face.

As they parted, Itachi touched their foreheads together. "I love you, Sasuke," he reminded the younger Uchiha. Sasuke scowled at this. If he thought that could make up for his bloody thigh, then he was dead wrong. "I hate your guts, blind weasel."

Itachi chuckled at his younger brother's anger. It seems that "blind weasel" is going to be his nickname. "I know, my slave." The glare grew even more intense once the pet name was given. Sasuke couldn't deny that he was a slave, though. Damn that manipulative sadist to the seventy-two hells. Damn him so badly.

"I. Am. Fucking. Bleeding." The prompt was easily ignored as Itachi planted light kisses on Sasuke's neck. Sasuke wondered if this was what women felt like when a guy tried to initiate sex on her period and refused to buy tampons. Sympathy was given to them.

The younger brother groaned. "Aniki! It hurts!" Sasuke yelled. Itachi stared skeptically at the younger Uchiha. "What? You think I'm a masochist?" The older brother's blank gaze answered the question right away. Soon, Itachi's eyes went distant as he traveled to his happy genjutsu torture world.

Sasuke regretted his words when he saw Itachi's smirk.


Hope you enjoyed that, you perverts. I certainly enjoyed writing this, myself, though...

Next time:

Hinata's training session with Hiashi!

Several character introductions!

Sibling rivalry!

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