Alright, sorry the slight delay! Reality can be so distracting.
I hope my abrupt turn of events in making Sasuke lose his memory isn't too outlandish or dull. I will try to resolve the situation quickly if it is.

Enjoy!

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Itachi's grip on Sasuke's shoulder as he led him down the hall had steadily grown in strength, passed the point of comfort and dangerously bordering on agonizing pain. Sasuke threw a glance in the man's direction, wincing at the unconcealed rage he saw.

Sasuke's legs felt like glue and, if Itachi wasn't there to quite literally carry him, he knew he'd be flat on the floor, never to get up again. What was his purpose? Sasuke thought his entire life had already been planned out before him, that he and Deidara would be together forever, just like the couples in those clichéd romance movies that everybody hates but secretly wants to empathize with.

But now everything was shattered and beyond repair, his entire life thrown into a world of turmoil and chaos, something that, at one point, had been beyond even contemplating for Sasuke. He'd had everything, at least lived in a blissful part of his mind that believed in such a fantasy. Yet, now…he had nothing. What was he supposed to do? Where was he supposed to go?

Who was going to love him?

Sasuke didn't acknowledge the tears falling down his cheeks, the wracking sobs escaping his lips. The only thing he could clearly identify was the throbbing, empty pit in his heart. He was abandoned, alone in a world that didn't love him.

He felt his body being turned down another hallway. He didn't know where Itachi was leading him, only hoped it was somewhere he could think, consider the next step. Maybe he could keep having sex for money; after all, that was the only thing he was good at.

Itachi briefly reached in front of Sasuke to grab something and, after a moment, a door was opened before them. Itachi half-carried, half-dragged him onto the nearest bed, sitting him down gingerly on the clean sheets. The dark room looked vaguely familiar to Sasuke, containing two beds across from each other and a small table with rather bland drawers.

Sasuke said nothing, his eyes adjusting to the darkness. He found it odd there would be no windows in what was supposed to be someone's bedroom. Was this intentional?

The bed dipped beside him, and he saw as Itachi watched him with a deeply troubled gaze, eyes pained and mouth in a taut line.

Sasuke just looked at him blankly. Was Itachi going to leave him, too?

Sasuke's head fell without his permission onto the older man's shoulder. Sasuke mentally cursed himself, considering moving his head. But, Itachi wasn't complaining, only lightly petting strands of his hair so, why not?

After what felt like hours of utter silence, Itachi whispered, barely audible. "Are you all right, Sasuke?"

Sasuke didn't know the answer to that, wasn't sure how he should respond. Was he all right? Was he okay that the man he thought would love him forever never actually loved him at all? Could Sasuke live with that?

Sasuke merely shrugged. He didn't know when he'd be okay.

He swallowed. "Y-You…" He cleared his throat, his voice harsh from lack of use. "You said I was drugged, that it took away my memories?" Itachi nodded, stroking his head soothingly. Sasuke continued uncertainly, his big eyes looking into Itachi's. "Will…will I get them back?"

Itachi looked sad, then smiled a small smile, nodding. "Yes, Sasuke, you'll get them back."

Sasuke didn't seem too satisfied, looking away to stare at the wall in front of them. "When I get them back will I…" Sasuke swallowed. "Will I be happy again?"

Itachi didn't move for a moment, then put his arms around Sasuke's thin form, placing his head on Sasuke's. "Yes, you will…I promise you that."

Sasuke nodded, leaning his head into Itachi's chest. The man's body felt sturdy and strong, wrapped around him like an unbreakable and shatterproof safe haven. It was an unfamiliar feeling, and Sasuke welcomed it, nuzzling his hair into the cloth of the man's black shirt.

Itachi's arms only tightened their embrace and, instead of making Sasuke feel uncomfortable and claustrophobic, it made him feel protected, free from all outside evils. It felt like a cocoon was encompassing him, warm and safe.

[[[[Uchihacest]]]]

Sasuke barely removed himself from the embrace to look up at Itachi. The man's eyes were filled with nothing but affection, and Sasuke found his gaze drifting downward, settling on the plump, moist lips in front of him.

Sasuke gulped audibly, gazing at them in awe. Without his consent, he felt himself being drawn in, his body closing the distance between them. He closed his eyes, leaning forward into the man's lips.

Itachi's lips felt as perfect as Sasuke had predicted, and Sasuke melted instantly into the man's clutches, his bones like goo. It was like a slow dance, like they were kissing underwater, where everything was slow and hazy and beautiful. Sasuke couldn't recall a time when he'd ever kissed someone without it being a prelude to something more.

The kiss ended all too soon, and with it came the aching guilt in Sasuke's gut and the painful realization of the impossible.

Sasuke's bright red cheeks were distinguishable even in the darkness, and he looked into the older man's eyes, tears blurring his vision. "D-Didn't…" A tear escaped, trailing down his cheek. "Didn't you s-say we were…brothers?"

Itachi nodded slowly, nuzzling his nose lightly against Sasuke's. "No one has to know," he whispered into Sasuke's mouth.

Sasuke still looked hesitant, and Itachi brought his lips to Sasuke's, relieving him of any uncertainties he may have had.

Their tongues tangled together, swapping saliva as they licked methodically into the other's mouth. Sasuke's mind was soaring, every touch hypersensitive as it sent jolts of electricity through him. He had done this with Deidara and clients hundreds of times but, even then, it had nothing on what Itachi was doing to him. Itachi wasn't trying to overcome or completely swallow his mouth to prove his sexual dominance; his tongue wasn't lashing out in an attempt to suffocate him; he wasn't biting cruelly at his lips with the intention of making them bleed and bruise. Itachi was allowing Sasuke to enjoy himself as well, a certain equality in their roles Sasuke had never been allowed before. Kissing was actually fun with Itachi.

Sasuke smiled into Itachi's mouth, and he could almost feel Itachi's curiosity at his reaction. The man didn't break the kiss to ask, though, and for that Sasuke was grateful.

Several minutes later and the kiss was forced to an end, both Uchihas panting breathlessly for air they'd deprived themselves for so long. They exhaled into each other's mouths, faces only inches apart.

"Sasuke."

The sudden gravity of Itachi's voice made Sasuke immediately turn his gaze to Itachi's eyes, anxiety and fear churning in his stomach. Was Itachi already regretting his decision to kiss him, to entangle himself in a relationship he didn't want? Did he not want to have any sexual affiliation with the man that was his brother?

Sasuke was already fighting back tears, and Itachi reached a hand out to gently nudge a dark strand of hair out of Sasuke's eyes. "I love you," Itachi whispered into Sasuke's mouth.

Sasuke inhaled, eyes wide as he stared stupefied at Itachi, speechless. More tear tracks were found on Sasuke's cheeks, and he suddenly choked on a sob. Sasuke threw his arms around Itachi's neck, squeezing the man tightly. Sasuke was smiling broadly, and he had to fight his hiccups to speak. "I-I…I…, Sasuke stuttered. "Fuck, I love you, too," he finally announced, laughing before pressing his lips eagerly to Itachi's, more impassioned than ever. Itachi loved him, professed it when they weren't even having sex.

Maybe he didn't need Deidara, after all.

[[[[END]]]]

He felt safe with Itachi, protected from all outside forces meaning to do him harm. It was a nice feeling, and Sasuke was reluctant to leave the man's embrace.

He did, though, sitting up to support his own body and turning to face the wall, avoiding Itachi's now concerned gaze. "So…" Sasuke finally said, gracelessly staring at his feet. "You're my brother?"

Itachi scrutinized Sasuke with a keen eye, nodding. Sasuke only nodded in return, awkwardly looking away. Itachi must be embarrassed his brother turned out to be a whore and prostitute, disgusted he'd have such a weak kid as a sibling.

Suddenly self-conscious, Sasuke ducked his head, allowing his bangs to sweep across his eyes. Why did he have to torture himself like this? Why did he have to fall for a man that never loved him, and want to be friends with the guy that thinks he's a disgusting pervert?

What if Itachi was waiting for Sasuke to finally leave?

A hand found it's way to Sasuke's chin, and he was surprised when the limb tilted his head up to face Itachi's.

Sasuke flushed instantly, snatching his chin out of the man's grip and standing brusquely. "Please, stop," Sasuke said, clumsily walking toward the door. "I'll find my own way out. Thanks for everyt—."

An arm was thrust into Sasuke's view, the hand pounding into the closed door in front of him. Sasuke stumbled back, his feet losing purchase with the floor.

Itachi caught him gracefully, the arm wound around Sasuke's waist urging him back onto his feet. Itachi's eyes were ardent, smoldering with poorly concealed anger, and Sasuke gulped discernibly.

He wracked his brain swiftly. What did he always do to Deidara when the older man was furious with him?

The light bulb above his head suddenly burst with light, and Sasuke immediately got to his knees, unzipping Itachi's pants.

Itachi stumbled, taking an unnaturally large step backward and giving Sasuke a wide berth.

Confusion crossed Sasuke's mind, plagued with What did I do wrong? Maybe he doesn't like blowjobs? How can I do them better? before comprehension hit him like a lethal blow to the heart. Sasuke put his head in his hands, unable to contain the pained whimper escaping his lips. God, what had he done? Itachi was his brother. Better yet, he was the one that thought his sexual activities were perverse and disgusting and wrong, and here Sasuke was trying to cure the man's displeasure by heartily sucking on his dick.

Sasuke immediately tried to reconcile the situation, fighting his inner instincts to arouse the man as apology, bowing low to the floor in front of Itachi. "I'm so sorry, please forgive me," he said fervently. "I'll do anything you ask, just name it."

Then a huge flash of white crossed Sasuke's eyes, fully engulfing his vision. Sasuke watched, confused as the whiteness slowly dissolved to reveal Sasuke and Itachi, both seated side-by-side on a large field of grass, the wind blowing lightly through their hair and clothes. Sasuke wore a black hakama, and the shirt had a sizeable split running down the middle, revealing both navel and hard abs. Itachi wore a black cloak and, when Sasuke studied it more keenly, noticed the familiar red clouds splayed across the material.

Illusion Sasuke was staring intently at Itachi, as if waiting for the older man to speak.

"I…Despite my actions, and despite what you might perceive of me…" A pause. "I have always cared."

Suddenly Sasuke was thrust back into reality, his brain doing somersaults in his head as he found himself surrounded by the same gray walls. This time, though, he was nearly consumed by the sight of black.

"Sasuke, Sasuke," Itachi barked harshly in his ear.

Evidently, it was Itachi's shirt Sasuke was staring so intently at, and he looked up to see Itachi's concerned face gazing intensely into his.

The hand Itachi was currently using to hold Sasuke upright was clawing painfully into his back, and Sasuke suppressed the urge to complain. Sasuke clearly remembered the numerous scars he had on his back; he didn't know how he got them, but they were definitely a bitch with the clients.

Itachi must have seen the pained expression on Sasuke's face, because the hand instantly relaxed on his back, the palm and fingers laying flat.

"Are you okay, Sasuke?" Itachi asked anxiously.

Sasuke opened his mouth, closed it. He was still so disoriented, his mind muddled and distorted, and all he wanted to do was sleep for days without intermission. Were the drugs Deidara had used on him finally beginning to wear off?

"Uh…" Sasuke started dumbly. "I…" He squinted, speaking drunkenly. "Was I a slut before Deidara took me?"

Itachi seemed thrown by the question, cocking an eyebrow. "A slut? Definitely not, baby brother. Why do you ask?"

"Mmm…" Sasuke slurred as he lifted a hand, gracelessly pointing to his chest. "I just saw a…f-flashback or…something. My shirt was i-incredibly revealing." Sasuke snickered giddily. "I was just asking for s-someone to fuck me."

Itachi didn't seem humored by his clever pun, in fact looked entirely opposed to it, expression grave and deadly, and it didn't take long for the smile on Sasuke's face to slide off into a frown.

Itachi promptly veered the topic back to the present. "What else did you see, Sasuke? Would you deem it a hallucination of sorts?"

Sasuke looked deep in thought. "Nooo, it was more like...uh. A flashback, felt like it already happened."

Sasuke seemed to sober as his thoughts trailed to the rest of the supposed memory. "I saw you, " he said, voice lacking much of the previous frivolity, looking down at his scarred palms. "You…you told me you cared." Sasuke put a light finger on one of his palms, idly tracing the perimeter of the hole. "I didn't get the full conversation, so I'm not really sure what we were talking about." Sasuke smiled lightly. "But…no one has ever told me that before. At least, not that I remember." He looked up to meet Itachi's eyes before swiftly relocating his gaze, blushing. "Thanks."

Sasuke pointedly avoided the man's gaze, cheeks bright red. After a long moment of silence and he looked toward the man, surprised when he found the man smiling and eyes shining. He seemed euphoric, something Sasuke had never remembered witnessing from Itachi, and he couldn't stop his own smile from widening. Itachi ruffled Sasuke's dark hair, and Sasuke pouted, swatting playfully at the jeering hand.

"You're welcome, little brother. You are so very welcome."

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Sorry this chapter was shorter than the usual. The next will be longer.

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Hope you enjoyed!