A/N: This chapter is pretty fluffy. Implied mass homicide. Abrupt ending because I lack skill in writing 'battle' scenes.
Last Time: I sat up behind him and wrapped my arms around his torso, hands splayed across his hard chest.
Chapter 4:
"Sasuke, we need to get composed. If Father or Mother were to walk in..." He sighed heavily in dismay and frustration.
"I-I...SIGH...Alright then." I whispered in defeat. I stood and walked over to my dresser for clean boxers and a wife beater. I pulled the boxers up my legs allowing them to settle on my hips, and gripping my T-shirt's hem I pulled it off. I gasped when fingers stroked sensually up and down my sides; the fingers just barely ghosting across my sensative skin.
"Please don't think that I would be ashamed of this... Of us or you. You are my life otouto, don't shut me out." I spun around in his arms and wrapped my own arms around his back. Holding tightly to him, I rested my cheek against his pectoral.
"Stay with me until it begins, please?" I waited anxiously, enduring the silence. Anticipating his reply, hoping that I didn't step over some imaginary boundary line that I didn't even know existed.
"Of course, little one. Let me get ready for bed and I shall return to your side... always." He pecked my lips and walked down the hall to his room. I turned on the 8 o'clock news and curled up under the covers, relishing the scent that had been absorbed into my bed spread. Just before I fell asleep I felt Itachi spoon his body around mine.
"What took you s'long?" I mumbled snuggling back into his blessed body warmth. He wrapped his arms around me, protecting me always.
"Father is what happened. Apparently he called Uncle, and he proceeded to confront me on my lie. I told him that it didn't matter because I still wasn't going to train tomorrow."
"What was your reason?"
"I want to spend time with the little brother that I hardly know."
"Mhm. You sure know how to get me hard." I snickered.
"Oho! Who was the one with a hard on during dinner?" I could hear that he was smirking from the tone of his voice.
"Not fair! You totally cheated!"
"Cheated?"
"You actually touched me." I pouted.
"And I will continue to do so." He said stroking my sides. I squirmed as he started to tickle me. I tried desperately to escape, but my actions were in vain. Mother eventually came to see what was going on, when she heard me screaming and begging.
"What are you doing in here?!" She had to shout to be heard over me. Itachi finally stopped tickling me. I panted as they talked back and forth. As she left I flopped back onto my pillows with a groan.
"You nearly got me in trouble, little brother." He smirked over at me, before lying down next to me.
"Oh shut it." I snapped flipping him off.
--- Here would be the scene of the Uchiha brothers killing their clan. I'm absolutely horrible with battle situations, so I'm going to let your imagination run wild. You can have it as gory or ninja like as you please.---
They stood there looking at each other with matching sharingan eyes.
Their sadistic, blood-thirsty smiles perfect mirror images.
Two brothers, the last of their clan, had planned for years.
Their efforts and patience had converged in the satisfying fruits of success.
The same thing was flashing through both their minds: the day it all had begun.
*~*~*** End Story ***~*~*