Itachi got on his bed and stared straight into his brother's night black eyes. "Come, otouto," he commanded, his tone soft yet forceful. He beckoned and Sasuke hesitatingly climbed up to his brother lay. Itachi admired his brother complete willingness to give up control, to submit. It was something Itachi could never do. The least Itachi could do for Sasuke, who was giving him so much, was make sure Sasuke was pleasured and to save the pain aspect of pleasure for later when Sasuke was older. But he wouldn't grow old over night so Itachi didn't have to hurry.

"Ano, aniki?" Sasuke sounded cautious but a look of determination was in those eyes as well as trepidation. So, maybe Itachi didn't have to wait so long. However, he crossed his arms, unmoving. His silence was reproving and Sasuke paused.

He looked confused at first but then asked, "Will you kiss me?" and the mixture of willful and innocent made Itachi's stomach clench. He watched his brother's eyes fall close as he blindly reached for his elder brother.

Itachi met him half way with a searing kiss which both of them fully delighted in. Sasuke kept making little mewls, which affected Itachi badly. Sasuke fell forward slightly when Itachi drew back and a thin line of saliva connected them.

"Now what?"

Itachi's only answer was another kiss and Sasuke quieted. Itachi pulled Sasuke closer to him so that their bodies touched and he rubbed his hands along Sasuke's entire body, enjoying when his brother's body undulated at his mere touch.

"Itachi…" Sasuke breathed, his eyes closed and so clearly needing Itachi. "It hurts. Do somethingplease, 'Tachi…"

Itachi was caught off guard at the at the onrush of emotions, at the desire and love he felt for his brother. He pushed them to the back of his mind to sort out later that night. At present, he had to concentrate on his brother. Sasuke's skin was such a lovely color; Itachi mused, much like his own. However at the moment, the white porcelain skin looked as though it had accidentally been splashed with pink cherry blossoms. Itachi wondered mischievously if he could make Sasuke's skin redder with passion for him. For his older brother.

"What about this, Sasuke? Is this okay?"

Sasuke knew Itachi was mocking him but he couldn't bring himself to care because just then Itachi took Sasuke's nipple into his mouth and worried it until it was hard. At the same time, he took his brother's length in hand. Slowly, so as not to entirely overwhelm his brother, Itachi moved his hand up and down the shaft as he would his own.

He knew from experience though, that someone else's hand felt much different, much better than your own. He picked up the speed as he rocked his body against Sasuke's, who was trembling. He was simultaneously amused and turned on when Sasuke's eyes rolled back into his head, letting forth a yowl that resembled his name.

While Sasuke was still panting, Itachi got further up the bed and spread his legs. Instinctively, Sasuke crawled and sat between them, blushing as he tried not to stare at Itachi's cock. He could feel Itachi watching him and contemplated his next move. He wanted to win this game they were playing. He thought he knew how to make the next move so he extended one hand and touched the hard fleshy column. He ran a finger experimentally from the base to the tip. He was amazed when it moved and cupped it with both hands to stop it from further jerking. He tenderly made a fist around Itachi's cock and…and did nothing but hold it.

"Move, otouto," hissed Itachi whose hands were grabbing at the blankets. "Move your hands up and down. Like I was doing to you."

Gingerly, yet eager to please his aniki, Sasuke did as he was told. He liked that he could make his brother feel so good that his voice had deepened several octaves, so good that, a quick glance upwards, his eyes had closed. A guilty thought in the back admitted that staring into the red eyes had made Sasuke feel a sliver of fear he didn't want to feel while being with his brother. In fact, Sasuke hadn't looked at his brother's face much since following his brother onto the bed. Taking a chance, Sasuke looked up into his brother's face and stopped his hand abruptly.

Itachi's eyes blinked open and he growled, "Why'd you stop?"

"Nii-san, are you in pain?" Sasuke was worried he'd hurt his brother. But then again, no one could hurt Itachi. Itachi was too much like God to be hurt. Sasuke had never seen so much as a cut on Itachi's body and refused to believe his brother was human in that regard.

"No, Sasuke. Just don't stop….ah…" Itachi sighed once more when Sasuke started again.

"Is this really what you and Shisui do?" Sasuke asked but didn't stop moving his hands.

"Yeah…but you're so much better at this than he is." Sasuke's heart swelled when Itachi praised him and Itachi's eyes, black now, bore into Sasuke's equally dark eyes.

"Oh," said Sasuke, not quite sure what to say to that. He felt absurdly pleased. Maybe if he did a super good job, Itachi would stop hanging around their cousin so much. Well, it was worth a shot. He went back at giving Itachi a hand job but then changed his mind and used his mouth instead.

Caught off guard, Itachi arched off the bed in surprise, breathed out a soft, "Oh…Sasuke…" and Sasuke was immeasurably satisfied. He would have smiled but his mouth was a bit full. Suddenly, Itachi tensed and Sasuke was ridiculously worried his brother was hurt. But instead, Sasuke got a mouth full of white cream. Unthinking, Sasuke swallowed most of it. To his surprise, it didn't taste that bad, just a little bitter. But it had come from Itachi and so had to be treated like precious gold.

"Why didn't I do that?" he asked, sounding a little petulant. He licked his lips, it wasn't so bad now that he was accustomed to the taste. He wanted more. He wanted to please his brother and in this it seemed he was able to succeed. He wanted that look of utter bliss on his brother's face.

"Foolish otouto, you're too young." Itachi considered, much as he'd wanted to have sex with Sasuke, he really was too young. But he could wait some more. Itachi had phenomenal patience, after all.

Itachi sounded relaxed again which made Sasuke happy. They both yawned at the same time.

"Can we play this when I get older, too?" Sasuke asked, shyly, hoping the answer would be yes. He got a yawn in reply which prompted his own.

"YAhhhhn. We might have to take a shower again. But later." Itachi got up and threw the covers open. Sasuke scrambled inside and blushed when Itachi got in beside him.

"Shall I wake you up for dinner, aniki?" Sasuke asked with an energy that confused Itachi to no end.

"Hai, that would be ideal. Arigatou." Itachi enveloped Sasuke in a hug and they spooned. Sasuke had a feeling Itachi didn't want to talk about when he got older, but hoping Itachi wasn't too disappointed in him, Sasuke would love to play this game when he got older. Itachi might even use his mouth. Sasuke blushed heavily at the thought. Maybe playing the game wasn't such a good idea after all…Sasuke was already pretty hung up on Itachi, if this game continued, his obsession and love might increase. But it was definitely worth it, Sasuke thought, feeling Itachi pressed against him.

"Aishiteru, 'Tachi," Sasuke murmured when he thought Itachi was asleep.

Itachi cracked open an eye, "Aishiteru, shoutei." To lessen the blow of the harsh words, Itachi smoothed Sasuke's hair off his forehead and kissed him where he always poked him. He wanted this, this closeness, and would protect it fiercely until the time came, as he knew it would, when they would be torn apart because fate had another path for them to lead. But Itachi had started to take measures to ensure that no matter what, the threads of fate linking to two Uchiha brothers, would always intertwine. He wanted it be so that no matter how far along the road, there was hope that their twisted love could be salvaged. And if not, at least save his brother who deserved everything Itachi could not give him. What Itachi couldn't give him, neither will find out until much later when it was too late to turn back, and a knot had already been formed.