A/N: This was written for Kakashizgirl from Y!Gallery. She wanted ItachixSasuke with a Halloween theme. I'm not sure how much of this is actually Halloween, but oh well.

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So, in this, Sasuke and Itachi are orphans but were adopted by a loving family. They became lovers pretty young, but when Sasuke turned 15 their 'parents' found out they were together and sent Itachi away and forbade him to see Sasuke, threatening to press changes against him for child molesting. Itachi moved to another country, so ever since then, he and Sasuke only see each other once in a while and in places like the ones in this fanfic. Now that Sasuke is older, they talk more often on the phone, but they're brothers, and they know they can't be together anyway. They probably have other lovers, but they still love each other.

Again, this was bigger than I had first predicted, and Sasuke actually is a little in control, so let's say that this is SasuIta.

I hope you Uchihacest fans out there like it. I know I love these two together, even though, in my head, it's always such a fucking dramatic couple.

Drabble Five

Sanctuary

Itachi had purposefully chosen that club because it was decadent, but classy in its Gothic style. By no means was it the kind of place he usually frequented, but someone close to him had recommended it because it was secluded and known for being very private. Whatever happened inside those luxurious, dark walls, stayed inside those same walls. No wonder the entrance fee was so absurdly high, not to mention that every beverage was ridiculously expensive. Not that he couldn't afford it, of course.

The music was dark but fast paced. The Victorian-like décor was exquisite, mostly in tones of black, silver and red, and the lighting was scarce. People around him were all dressed mostly in gothic clothing – women wore detailed dresses that matched the décor perfectly, while other wore things that looked more modern and considerably feistier depending on what they were pretending to be for Halloween. Most men though, were dressed in black leather and complex tailored jackets. Everybody had interesting hairdos and elaborate make up. Compared to them, Itachi though, amused, he looked very plain in his black jeans and dark blue shirt. Well, he had also painted his nails black, just for the fun of it. Still, many looked his way ravenously as he absently drank his black vodka while leaning against the bar.

Some people danced rather lasciviously – by themselves or rubbing against each other –, others drank while talking to their friends, and others did drugs. Some of them, Itachi had noticed, took advantage of the chaises longue in darkest corners to do other more interesting things, while others didn't really mind doing it out in the open. Nobody seemed to care about anybody else unless it was someone they wanted to fuck. It was no less than perfect.

His eyes – covered by bright blood red contacts – suddenly found a familiar figure who had just walked inside the club, and at once his heart fell to his feet.

It had been over six months since he had last seen his younger brother, so the corporeal image of him never failed to cause an impact on him, considering they had only spoken to each other over the phone during that time. It hurt him as much as it made him happy that he was finally able to see his little Sasuke. Although, 'little' was something that no longer applied to the rather tall, devastatingly handsome guy in the middle of the room whose dark, cold gaze was clearly looking for him. Itachi merely took a drag on his cigarette, waiting for those eyes to land on him and find them on their own. Meanwhile, he'd take the chance to appreciate the view.

Sasuke was wearing black leathered pants and a dark grey sweater made of a weird, satin like fabric that gleamed a bit in the dim light. Around his neck, a simple silver chain – that Itachi himself had sent him for his birthday – could be seen; black boots adorned his feet, and on his head, one could see a pair of small ivory horns. He had bothered to put a bit of black eyeliner as well, and even though he was dressed so differently from everybody else, heads were turning towards him and gazes were quickly becoming heated for him because the outfit complimented his fit body far too perfectly.

Itachi would've smiled when his brother's eyes landed on him, but was too fascinated to form any kind of expression. A flicker of emotion crossed Sasuke's features, and he made his confident way to him, his walk far too sinful to be legal. Sasuke sure had turned into a beautiful, hot as all fuck man, and it made Itachi's veins boil with longing and his pants painfully tight in such a short amount of time.

That place was unworthy of the presence of such a creature.

Sasuke stopped in front of him and leaned his side against the counter of the bar, a small, seductive smirk playing on his lips. He took the half-smoked cigarette form Itachi's fingers and inhaled from it, the eldest of the two watching his every move raptly. At 21, Sasuke was now as tall as he was, which never failed to surprise him. After expelling the smoke, Sasuke leaned in so Itachi could hear him above the music and asked "What are you supposed to be?"

"I am a vampire;" Itachi said, managing a small smile that showed his fake, pointy canine teeth.

"Nice," Sasuke said, with an approving nod, the smirk never leaving his mouth. "They look real."

"And what are you supposed to be?" Itachi then asked, to which Sasuke shrugged.

"Who the fuck cares?" he said, taking another drag on the cigarette and handing it over to Itachi again, who took it. "A rock star? A demon? Whatever the hell it looks like I am, that's probably what I am, sure. Wearing costumes is just stupid."

"I guess so," Itachi agreed, eyeing his younger sibling attentively from up and down. "You do look very nice, though."

Sasuke's smirk dissipated a bit, his eyes gaining an intense, yet soft spark to them. "So do you." He noticed the tall glass with the dark beverage resting between them. "Is this yours?"

"Yes," Itachi confirmed, taking one last puff on his cigarette and expelling the smoke, then putting in out on the crystal ashtray. Sasuke picked up the glass and took a few healthy swigs from it until he had downed the rest of it completely. Then, in one swift move, he grabbed the collar of Itachi's shirt and pulled him forcibly close so that their mouths collided. Without thinking twice, Itachi melted into the kiss, easily allowing the familiar overflow of feelings to take over him as he accepted everything given. One hand reached out to the back of Sasuke's head to grip the spiky, yet soft hair there while their mouths moved in perfect sync, even after so many months. Sasuke's tongue tasted strongly of the sweet alcohol in the vodka, but his own sharp and clean taste was overpowering and it filled Itachi's senses like divine wine.

It was Sasuke who broke the contact, breathing rather heavily and joining their foreheads together. "I missed you," he said, and even though his voice was low and shook a bit, Itachi heard him perfectly.

Itachi recognized Zeromancer's 'Cupola' playing in the background, but the sound suddenly seemed very distant.

"I missed you, too," he admitted, in an equally low tone, his hand falling to Sasuke's nape, caressing it rather possessively. There were other things he wanted to tell Sasuke, but couldn't bring himself to do it because, in the end, there was no point. It would just hurt the both of them and complicate something they had, over the years, struggled to make simple.

Even though his heart told him that there would always be more to it between them, it was better like this, he thought absently, as he found himself being pushed so his upper back was against the counter and Sasuke's body came into full contact with his, his addictive, hungry mouth searching for his again.

God, did Sasuke smell amazing.

Their surroundings – the whole world – disappeared. Itachi didn't fight the leg that found its place between his, or a too talented hand that reached for his very obvious covered erection and started rubbing its palm over it. In fact, he was perfectly comfortable to hiss loudly and lift Sasuke's sweater up so he could run his own hands over the firm chest, moaning shamelessly against Sasuke's mouth when he found the rings in both his nipples. He gave them a little tug and Sasuke grunted, biting harshly on his lower lip before kissing him again, this time pressing his hand harder to Itachi's cock and grabbing for the bulge there, not being shy in stroking it as fast he could considering the position.

Itachi gasped, thrusting unabashedly and seeking more friction – more of the other's touch – as he parted his lips more and allowed Sasuke to explore the interior of his mouth with a curious tongue that immediately traced whatever contours it could find. Sasuke seemed oddly fascinated by the fake fangs, though, because he traced them carefully several times.

Itachi knew he wouldn't last when he had been pretty damned hard since the moment he had laid his eyes on his younger brother – his most precious person and the only one who could make him feel so much pleasure from such a simple interaction. When Sasuke's free hand moved to cup his cheek, he felt a violent shiver run down his spine.

"Cum for me, Itachi," Sasuke purred lowly against the corner of his mouth, stroking the length of his cock harder, then offering small sensual licks and nips to his lips. "I want to see you cum."

If because of how Sasuke had said it, or because it had been far too long, he didn't know, but his orgasm washed over him like a tidal wave, and all he could do was close his eyes, nails unconsciously scratching down Sasuke's chest and making him growl viciously, and Itachi all but bit his lip and allowed himself to feel, very aware of Sasuke's attentive eyes on him and enjoying every second of it. How could he not when he dreamed about moments like these every single day of his life?

His legs felt weak as he slowly came down from the high, Sasuke now planting small kisses all over his jaw and neck to aid his recovery. Itachi allowed it and indulged him because he knew that Sasuke needed it as much as he did. Sasuke needed to show him things just as much as Itachi needed to show things to him in return. Because out there, they couldn't, and still, there were things they couldn't say, even in that secluded place that was nothing but a temporary sanctuary for them. They only had these precious hours once in a while, and the night was still young. They had to take advantage of it and make the best out of it while they could.

He could feel Sasuke's heart beating violently, even though he hadn't even cum yet. Itachi opened his eyes and looked straight into the ones of his brother's. He could feel Sasuke's urgency, his need to speak, to say the same things Itachi wanted to say to him, but because he knew he shouldn't, he didn't. Sometimes, Itachi wished he couldn't read those gorgeous features as well as he could. because it broke his heart.

But it was what it was and they couldn't fight it.

Smiling slightly, he placed a small kiss on his brother's chin. "Your turn," he said calmly. "I know just the perfect shadow."

The End

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