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Returning to the compound took all the energy Itachi had. His feet felt heavy and each one seemed more difficult than the last. He slid through the gates and slowly made his way towards the house. When he approached the door he hesitated when he sensed Sasuke inside waiting for him. Holding his breath, Itachi pushed the door open and met his brother's eyes. Sasuke stood leaning against the wall, arms crossed and looking tired. He watched Itachi approach and the boy was unable to read his mood. When Sasuke made no move to strike him, he allowed his shoulders to un hunch. Sasuke let out a low sigh and regarded Itachi in a detached sort of concern. Something he had come to see his father use many times.
"You were out of bed." Sasuke noted, voice low. "Where did you go?"
"I needed some air." Itachi lied easily and Sasuke stared at him hard for a moment before nodding.
"You should have stayed in the compound. With the Akatsuki out..." His voice trailed off and looked down the hall. "I thought you had run away." He admitted almost bitterly and Itachi frowned at that.
"You mean leave?" He asked and Sasuke shrugged, trying to look aloof but looking more self conscious than anything.
"I insinuated that you were a whore and I don't know...if someone had said that to me I can't imagine just brushing it off."
"I hardly doubt you will be the last to call me one." Itachi replied sullenly. Sasuke flinched at this and looked towards Itachi. The boy tilted his head thoughtfully.
"Although I am curious," He began slowly. "What has you more upset. That I have apparently had quite a few sexual relations or that it is me having them."
"It humanizes you." Sasuke admitted without a doubt. "You went from this unfeeling murderer to also being capable of having intimate relationships. It scares me." He pushed off the wall as Itachi reached for his hand. Itachi grasped his younger sibling's fingers in his own hand and stared at them.
"I remember when you were very young...before everything. You used to wait for me to return from the academy. You would always greet me at the door and hug me. It was my favorite part of the day. I was always so excited to see you and..." Itachi trailed off and let go of Sasuke's hand. "You're so tall now." He mused happily. "How did you manage to get so tall?" He smiled up at Sasuke, a smile that he had only preserved for his little brother. Sasuke could not help but smile back and press his forehead against Itachi's.
"You're tiny." He replied softly. "Tiny hands, tiny wrists and tiny face. I never noticed it when I was little. You were always bigger than life."
"Did I..." Itachi trailed off uncertainly. "Did I grow at all?" Sasuke stiffened at the question and Itachi stood apprehensively, forehead still pressed against Sasuke's. The taller boy closed his eyes as he picture adult Itachi.
"You did." He admitted softly, recalling their final battle. "You were taller than me. Not much. Who knows how much I've grown since than. You're thin though," Itachi's emaciated form hung in his head. Sunken eyes stared at him blankly with no hint of the person he once was...or pretended to be. "Your clothes hung on you and your hands were...too small." He stroked his thumb down Itachi's cheek noting how full they still were. Itachi smiled slightly and pat Sasuke's cheek.
"I suppose either way you become my big brother." He teased lightly and the smile Sasuke returned was fond.
"I suppose I am." He watched as Itachi's eyes dimmed and he pulled away from his brother, eyes lowered. They stood in heavily silence for a minute, both uncertain on how to proceed.
The next meeting with Danzō was that very day later. In that time Itachi had seemed jumpy. Sasuke noticed how wild his eyes were as if he had not slept in weeks. They had spent the whole night and morning on the roof again talking and although it seemed to put Itachi at ease, now he seemed haggard.
"Are you sure you don't need me in there with you?" Sasuke finally asked as they reached Danzō's office. Itachi sighed and shook his head, his eyes calming.
"No it's...you know how he is. The man is creepy." He offered Sasuke a sly smile. "If I didn't know any better I would say you were worried about me."
"Tch. As if I worry." Sasuke snorted and bumped Itachi's shoulder. "Meet me at the bridge okay? Naruto wants to drag me out for ramen."
"Ohh," Itachi breathed. "You're going on a date with Naruto?" At Itachi's words Sasuke's eyes widened and he swiftly looked around.
"No. Not a date. I wouldn't date the Dobe." He shot back and Itachi waved a hand.
"Yes, well whenever you are over this denial stage let me know. You and him make such a cute couple!" He watched Sasuke flush and fought down a snicker. Sasuke rolled his eyes.
"Delusional. Anyway...meet me at the bridge when you're done being molested by Danzō." He had turned away at this and so missed the look that crossed Itachi's face. He waved as he walked away and Itachi swiftly schooled his expression into its usual neutral state. How right Sasuke was...and did not even realize it. Once Sasuke was out of sight Itachi made his way into the building and followed the familiar path to Danzō's office. The man was standing by his desk, awaiting the Uchiha.
"Your brother seems quite at ease." The old man intoned conversationally as Itachi closed the door and bowed. "Such a turn around from a few months ago." Had it been a few months already? It seemed like just last week Sasuke was mockingly clapping his hands at the monument. Itachi managed a nod.
"It has been a nice change." He admitted softly. Danzō smiled that usual empty smile of his and indicated for Itachi to sit.
"I can well imagine. The boy has his father's temper." Itachi closed his eyes at this and nodded.
"He truly does." Danzō studied Itachi for a moment, leaning back in his chair.
"You remember." He observed suddenly and Itachi saw no point in lying. The boy opened his eyes and stared the man in the eye.
"Yes." Itachi breathed. Danzō stared at the boy, expression frozen.
"How much?" The old man stood and slowly made his way to Itachi.
"I remember more everyday." Itachi admitted. Danzō reached Itachi, his fingers stretching forward to the boy's shoulder and rubbing it. "I remember the orders you gave me. I remember that you took Shisui's eye. I remember that you took me on that desk, on your chair...on the floor. Tomorrow I will remember even more," Itachi's eyes lowered to the floor just as the man grasped his chin and wrenched it up to meet his eyes.
"You agreed to this Uchiha." He growled. "You cannot deny that. You know why you did it."
"I know." Itachi wet his lips, Danzō's eyes following his tongue. Shakily Itachi pulled away from the man. "I allowed you to touch me because it was better than your rage." Itachi's hand lifted as he mechanically began to undo the buttons on his shirt. Danzō stared as Itachi's slender fingers worked each button. "It was a business arrangement. I was good at it." His voice took on that childish hint that Danzō had always enjoyed, his eyes hidden by his lashes.
"What do you suggest." Danzō asked as Itachi pulled off his shirt and tossed it aside. He watched Itachi stand to usher the man into the empty chair. Danzō sat, eyes glued on the beautiful boy before him.
"You keep quiet about my returning memories." Itachi stated, sinking to his knees between Danzō's spread thighs. He stroked his slender finger's over the man's legs. Ignoring the nausea rising in his stomach. Danzō was hard through his pants. Of course he was. It did not take much to make the man hard after all. "Once I have all the memories I need I will leave once more. I will remain quiet about everything. I will simply vanish." Danzō smiled at this and lightly stroked Itachi's face.
"Obedience has always looked good on you Uchiha." He stated and Itachi smiled, eyes flat.
"You've said that before." He mouthed Danzō's clothed erection and Danzō's head fell back with a sigh. He allowed the boy to undo his pants and groaned when that hot mouth made contact with his throbbing member. The Uchiha was a natural with that whore mouth of his... He reached forward and grabbed the silky strands of Itachi's hair and tightened his grip. The boy gasped slightly at this. He continued with his task and Danzō tensed as completion neared. He held the boy fast as he came, splattering his come over Itachi's cheeks and chin.
What a sight.
What a more perfect place for an Uchiha then on their knees between their better's legs with Danzō's spunk on their face. It filled the old man with glee. What would big bad Fugaku think if he could see his harlot son now. Even more amusing, what would Sasuke think? Danzō pulled him away from between his legs. He glanced down at himself and noticed nothing had spilled on him, but the floor had droplets. He met Itachi's eyes and motioned to the floor. The boy gracefully sank to the ground and as he had done many times before, licked Danzō's come off the floor.
What a sight indeed.
Danzō watched the Uchiha in contentment, ankles crossed as he allowed his eyes to roam down Itachi's pale back. The boy finished and remained low as he awaited the next order. The old man chuckled and crooked his finger under the boy's chin and lifted Itachi's face to meet his eyes. His thumb trailed through Itachi's cum strained cheek as he spread a streak through his hair.
"Strip." Danzō ordered and Itachi stood complied with practiced ease. Danzō leaned in his seat and enjoyed the show. The boy was utter perfection. Pale and slender and so soft. His eyes traveled down as Itachi toed out of his pants. Slender pale legs with only a hint of lithe muscle greeted him. The boy's feet were slender, reminding Danzō of a dancer. The Uchiha was built for the bed. Not for a shinobi lifestyle.
The man grabbed Itachi and lifted him into his lap, Itachi's legs on either side of Danzō's thighs. Danzō's mouth connected to Itachi's naked shoulder and bit gently. His fingers trailed down the boy's back, over each bump of his spine. He did not prepare the boy. He rarely ever did. Instead he aligned himself and shoved himself into the tight heat offered to him. Itachi tensed, arching slightly against Danzō. Danzō latched his mouth to a nipple and bit down hard, cherishing the tiny pained cry that escaped the Uchiha.
Sex had meaning. Sometimes love, sometimes lust. Fucking on the other hand, or raping was about control. Through Itachi Danzō was controlling the entirety of the clan. Even if that was down to a precious few, it still made it all the more worth it as he listened to the pained noises Itachi made as Danzō shoved inside him.
For Danzō's less than impressive physique he was quite strong, which was obvious as he stood, still buried in Itachi and walked towards his desk. Itachi was forced to cling to the man, wrapping scrawny legs around him and closing his eyes. Danzō's face was so close to his...Shisui's eye under that bandage. It was unnerving... as if his cousin was witness to Itachi's debasement. Danzō swept several items on his desk to the side as he lay Itachi down. He thrust forward, listening as soft pained moans escaped the Uchiha's bruised lips.
This would not do. As Danzō continued his lazy thrust, he reached between the boy's legs and took the Uchiha's length into his hand. He pumped the boy along with his thrusts and Itachi's breath hitched as he became hard underneath Danzō's fingers.
"Beg for it, Uchiha." Danzō hissed against Itachi's heaving shoulder.
"Danzō-sama, please," Itachi managed in a breathy tone, his hips jerking. Danzō could taste the humiliation rolling off the Uchiha. He pulled the Uchiha in for a kiss, his tongue invading the young mouth below his. His balls slapped soundly against Itachi's bottom. The Uchiha was willing to let Danzō fuck him to protect his brother. He was willing to be used and discarded and hated all for one ungrateful boy.
Danzō tensed, leaning heavily against Itachi and crushing the boy under his girth as his orgasm struck. He let out a low moan, leaning his head against Itachi's clavicle as the boy heaved under him. Shuddering, Danzō remained still for a moment as he struggled to catch his breath. Slowly, he looked up and smirked against the Uchiha, laying feather light kisses on his chest and lightly sucking a pink nipple.
"You were born for this Itachi," He jeered breathlessly as he continued to pump the boy to completion. It did not take long and the Uchiha came with a sob, legs snapping shut as Danzō pulled his hand away and pulled out of the boy. Once free of the man, the child lifted his legs against his chest and tucked his arms in, eyes clenching shut.
"You came to me." Danzō reminded the boy lazily and Itachi nodded frantically, eyes screwed shut.
"Thank you Danzō-sama." He choked out. Tears trailed down the side of his face and he shakily brushed them away. Danzō's gaze traveled down to the cum leaking out of the Uchiha and staining his thighs, it was mixed with a small amount of blood and Danzō leered at the sight. How the mighty have fallen.
Both dressed in silence. Neither looking at each other. When Itachi looked presentable Danzō prepared to dismiss him.
"Inform your brother that you will begin meeting with me everyday at noon. If he questions it tell him that with the Akatsuki present every obstacle needs to be taken." He turned to the window and reopened the blinds as Itachi bowed and nodded.
"Yes, Danzō-sama." He replied, voice even with no hints of what had just transpired. Danzō smiled bitterly.
"Good. You are dismissed. I will see you at noon tomorrow."
Itachi slipped out the door, face taking on an impassive mask. He ignored the familiar ache that came with being fucked and continued on his way to see Sasuke. Sasuke. He needed to see Sasuke. Thinking this made each step worth the discomfort. He was so focused on this mantra he did not notice the man walking towards him, book in front of his face and also not paying any attention to his surroundings.
"Oh! Hey..." Kakashi managed as he nearly plowed into the Uchiha. Itachi stepped back.
"Kakashi-sempai." He managed a smile, eyes brightening at the sight of the man. "I'm sorry!" Kakashi waved off his apology and slung an arm around his shoulder. The boy momentarily stiffened before swiftly leaning into Kakashi's touch. Kakashi noticed the movement however and offered the Uchiha an uncharacteristically tender smile.
"You heading to your brother?" He asked and Itachi nodded. Kakashi put his book away without looking away from the Uchiha.
"Maaa, he's still on his not date with Naruto. I'll wait with you if you'd like."
Itachi smiled at the offer and nodded.
"I'd like that."
The two headed in the direction of the bridge while in the distance Genma shook his head.
"Smooth bastard..."
The two headed down the street, Kakashi's arm still slung protectively over the Uchiha's shoulder. Itachi leaned his head against the man's shoulder as they walked, a little smile on his lips. How could his mood turn so quickly? They approached the bride and leaned against the railing as Kakashi stood on the other side, arms crossed over his chest. He watched a pair of Genin rush past before looking back at the Uchiha.
"Are you in pain, Itachi?" He asked and Itachi blinked and looked towards him.
"What?"
"Pain. You're very stiff." Kakashi's voice was casual but Itachi knew his well enough that he was snooping. Itachi offered him a strained smile.
"I snuck out last night," He admitted easily. "Didn't come back until early this morning. Sasuke was displeased." Kakashi perked up at this, face severe.
"Did he hurt you?"
"No. Just scolded." Slowly, the Copy nin relaxed again.
"Ahh, getting scolded by your younger brother..."
"It was quite the adventure." He smiled at the man. "He admitted he worried about me." Kakashi smiled at this.
"He's very protective. He won't admit it but he worries about you and wants you safe. There's no way he's going to be obvious about it, because he knows how private you are. He wants you to come to him because you trust him." He murmured. He slowly approached the Uchiha and Itachi watched him, eyes dark. He leaned close to Itachi, brushing his hair from his face and noting a stiff section in his hair as if something had dried in it. He pushed Itachi's hair behind his ear and leaned close "He's not the only one." He whispered softly. Itachi almost told him everything right then and there. But he had a job to do. He had a role to play so he offered Kakashi a smile and quickly pecked him on the cheek.
"Thank you." He murmured back as Kakashi blinked in surprise. His mouth opened, about to speak when he heard Naruto's happy greeting. He pulled away quickly just as Naruto flashed by and grabbed Itachi pulling him in for a hug. Sasuke approached at a slower pace, shaking his head. Itachi hugged Naruto back, patting his back and smiling slightly at the cheerful blonde. Naruto pulled away and Itachi turned to Sasuke, desperate to keep the conversation off himself for now.
"How was your date?" He asked listening as Kakashi snorted and Naruto grin. Sasuke rolled his eyes.
"It was not a date."
"It was great."
Both Naruto and Sasuke spoke at the same time. Kakashi and Itachi shared slow, knowing glances.
"Remember our first not date?" The Copy nin asked, nudging Itachi's shoulder. Itachi sighed thoughtfully.
"Feels like only yesterday we were denying our attraction. Time flies." He offered Sasuke a grin while the older boy fought down a smile. It broke through however and with that smile, all other discussion or thoughts were disregarded. Just as Itachi had hoped.