warnings: malexmale, dub-con. Don't like, don't read.
I don't warn for Minato OOCness because in the context I created he is IC.
I hate fluffy stories and I don't want to read about healthy 's is fiction, I want to explore the darkest part of the human soul. I want to mix light and shadow, dominance and submission, cruelty and sacrifice.
fight me.
The sun had set and the Hokage was buried in his work.
He couldn't help considering that in times of war all that was required from the Hokage was to be brave and lead his soldiers. Reports to read and papers to sign lead the mind astray, and when his mind was distracted, the darkness came to greet him.
He had sent away Itachi, wanting to be alone. It was an anniversary, but not an official one.
Too many years ago, during a night like this, he had rescued Kushina from her kidnappers.
That was their anniversary, she always said, not their first kiss or their marriage.
They said his wounds would heal with time, but his never did. In a fit of rage, he threw the table lamp against the wall.
The door burst open, and Itachi hurried inside. He wasn't wearing any armguards, gloves or jacket. Probably he was changing clothes, and he ran in the office putting on only his mask.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you. You may leave now" Said Minato, trying to look calm, but his voice was almost forced, and no one who throws a lamp against a wall can be considered alright, thought Itachi, studying him for a few seconds.
"Are you sure there's nothing I can do?" He offered.
Minato swallowed the breath he didn't know he hadd been holding. No one had seen him like this before.
The shame he felt lasted only a second, replaced by an unknown feeling.
Since couldn't destroy the Hokage's office, he'd have to find something else to calm the beast that was tearing him from the inside.
"Actually, there is. Take off your mask."
The Uchiha heir complied. Minato took it from his hands, letting it fall on the ground.
Itachi stooped to pick it up, but the Hokage took both his hands and lift him up, closing the distance between them.
"You probably are not feeling well. May I escort you to the hospital?"
"I am not sick"
Smirking, Minato pushed Itachi against the wall, pinning his arms above his head, and looming dangerously over his smaller frame.
"This is not appropriate, Lord Hokage." Cut short the guard. His look was deadly serious.
He was about to activate his sharingan.
"I think it's more inappropriate to disobey your Lord, don't you agree?
Said Minato, surprised to hear how confident his voice sounded.
He had never used his authority against someone. He never used his strength against another man –he had never craved another man - without sparring or fighting.
The feeling was foreign, and incredibly intoxicating.
The boy was Uchiha, he had to be as proud as the others. Even if he feigned humility.
"…So you do as I tell you, or tomorrow morning the whole Uchiha compound will receive the embarrassing news that Itachi Uchiha is no longer Anbu."
Itachi tensed. Minato was leaning on him, with no intention to let go of his wrists. He was too close; the young Anbu felt his breath brushing his ear.
The Hokage's voice was huskier than usual.
"It would be a dishonor for the future clan leader to be dismissed. What would your father, Chief of Konoha Police Forces, say? How would you feel if people started considering you a useless coward instead of a prodigy?"
Smirking in a malicious way, proud to have outsmarted him, Minato watched the younger man, whose dark eyes were fixed on an unidentified spot.
If he were to be dismissed of course Fugaku would be furious and the clan would not respect him anymore, but none of that mattered to him.
Uchiha people never entered Anbu. Giving the future clan leader a career of anonymity at first seemed a weird idea, especially coming from Fugaku, who liked to show off his son's abilities, but he was a fine strategist. He knew that Konoha's Council would have interpreted it as a proof of cooperation and good will, while the clan would have the inside man they always needed.
Entering Anbu meant access to classified informations, vital for the long awaited coup d'état the Uchiha clan was planning. He didn't agree with it, but for the time being he had to follow his father's orders.
If he were to be dismissed, everything he worked for would be lost.
His father would turn to Sasuke, to shape him into the perfect tool, as he already did with his older son.
His brother would have to graduate from the Academy faster than the other students, give up the idea of having friends, train harder than he could imagine, suppress his personality and his ideals, be manipulated by people who didn't even realize he knew exactly what they were doing with his life.
He would have to become him.
Itachi couldn't allow it.
Keeping his little brother away from all of this had been his goal since he noticed that while their mother looked proud when she saw him, she lit up when she looked at Sasuke, who instead felt neglected and wanted to become like him, not understanding that he was loved, needless of his results. Even if he couldn't do everything by himself like Itachi did, because when he needed help he simply asked for it, and thanked with a hug. His purity was refreshing, even for their stern father.
It was something worth protecting, no matter the cost.
Sasuke deserved a happy life.
Itachi locked his gaze with Minato's blue eyes.
"I'll do anything you want."