Warning: There is a sex scene in this chapter. Or less of a warning and more of a heyyyy guys...look what i made for you ;)

"I WANT HIM FOUND AND BROUGHT STRAIGHT TO ME!" Danzō's voice rang across the hospital room. He refused to stay in the bed, pacing and fighting the urge to hold his aching socket. Across from him stood several Root Shinobi. They watched their leader in tense silence as the man raged around the room. Spittle escaped the man's thin lips and his eye was bulging with his rage. "HE WILL DIE FOR THIS INSULT! I WILL KILL HIM MYSELF!"

Down the hall, Kakashi prepared to be discharged from the hospital. He, along with Genma, Guy and Yamato listened as the elder loudly shouted at his subordinates. Genma moved the senbon in his mouth and sighed.

"Danzō's awake." He mused and Guy snorted. He looked out the door, obviously displeased.

"So is every other patient on this floor now." He retorted. Kakashi pulled his bag over his shoulder. He was exhausted. The news about Sasuke was...unsettling. Sasuke wouldn't just turn on Kakashi. Had Danzō done something to provoke Sasuke and was just not saying? It was weird. Kakashi had no memories to go from. He could recall rushing into the destroyed hideout and Itachi appearing.

After that...

Nothing.

Kakashi was not accustomed to losing memories like that. And why the splitting headache? Had he had one the last time Itachi had fought him?

Now Kakashi's biggest mission was to go see how Naruto was coping. Jiraya's death was heavy on the Copy nin's mind and he did not want Naruto to be alone in this. not while Kakashi could offer some support. He walked out of the hospital room with Guy at his side, Yamato walking ahead with Genma. They had barely made it ten feet before Danzō rounded the corner. His face was bandaged as it always was and Kakashi wondered what the issue was. Why did Danzō keep one eye covered? He didn't even use to eye Itachi had taken... but Kakashi offered a bow to the elder who looked at him severely. His skin was sickly pale and his hair greasy. But he still held that authoritative air that left full grown men in fear.

"I want you in my office in two hours. I have much to discuss with you." He stated coldly. Yamato and Genma shared quick glances at the tone. It was as if he was angry with Kakashi. Both men turned to look at Kakashi who met Danzō's gaze respectfully.

"Yes sir." He replied softly, bitterly annoyed that Naruto would have to wait. Danzō walked passed him, his cane thwacking the ground as he moved.

Something did not add up.

Kakashi stared after the elder, suddenly wondering how Naruto was handling the news about Sasuke. He looked back to his friends who met his gaze.

"Watch over Naruto for me, okay?" he looked to Yamato who nodded once.

"Of course."

Sasuke crossed his arms and leaned against the chair, looking quite obviously annoyed by Tobi's insistent speaking. The man had started prattling on about the Kyuubi and the Uchiha connection with it. Sasuke rubbed his temples, a headache swiftly forming. He glanced around Itachi's room and while Tobi rambled, he looked around some more. He found a small box with a pearl in it and put in in his pocket. He found some more scrolls and studied them, listening to the history lesson with annoyance. When was this going to end? Itachi was back at that base...and Sasuke was here. He looked towards Tobi who had stopped talking.

"And?" He prompted in annoyance; Tobi looked unconcerned by Sasuke's rudeness.

"An Uchiha would be able to control the Nine-tails. This was known. The attack left the village torn and it was suspected that the Uchiha's were behind it. Tensions between the village and the Uchiha had grown. Your clan relocated to a corner of the village, isolating them from the rest of the village and making it easier to monitor them. In retaliation your clan begin to plan a coup."

Sasuke blinked at this, brows furrowing. A coup? Sasuke had not heard of any coup? Had he been too young to know of it? He slowly took a seat and Tobi watched him allowing him to absorb this information before continuing.

"Fugaku- your father was the coup's chief conspirator. He encouraged Itachi's advancement into the Anbu's ranks as a means of spying on Konoha. Itachi, however, had different plans. He was a double agent. He worked with Konoha, terrified that another war would break out. He began reporting the Uchiha's actions to the Third Hokage and the elders. Hoping a peaceful solution would be found."

Sasuke stared at Tobi in silence, dark eyes unreadable. Itachi had been spying? Slwoly memories trickled in. Itachi slowly sneaking in the house, looking exhausted and asking Sasuke what he was doing out of bed, while offering him a weak smile. Sasuke clenched his fists. He did not speak up, wanting instead for Tobi to continue.

"However, tensions rose between your clan and Itachi. The boy was outspoken of his opinion on a coup and the clan began to suspect him. Peace talks failed and it seemed the coup was on the horizon. Itachi's work with Danzō and the elder's exhausted him. No doubt the kid was nearing his breaking point. Your father however continued to push him. There would be no peaceful resolution. Not if the Uchiha's had any say in it...finally Danzō gave your brother his final order..."

Sasuke's dark eyes were fixed on Tobi, dread filling his chest. His heart was hammering so loudly, Sasuke was sure Tobi could hear it.

"Danzō and the elders called him in for a meeting and he was ordered to kill every last member of the clan."

It was like being doused in icy water, Sasuke suddenly couldn't breathe. He shook his head, eyes clenching shut.

A buzzing entered his head.

No, no, no...

This couldn't be true. the masked idiot was lying. Had Itachi set him up to this?

Itachi had murdered Shisui.

He had killed the clan to gain power. He had tortured Sasuke.

Tobi regarded the teen, watching him shake his head furiously eyes clenching shut.

"Then why am I still alive?" Sasuke bit out, eyes refusing to open. Tobi sighed and looked towards the ceiling.

"Itachi agreed to kill his clan...but he made one condition. That you, his precious brother would be spared." Sasuke's eyes opened and he stared at Tobi, expression raw.

"What?" He croaked.

"For all his power, he could not bring himself to kill the person most precious to him...you."

"Then...then why did...why..." Sasuke could not continue but it seemed Tobi understood what he was trying to say.

"He wanted you to hate him so you could avenge the clan and bring honor back to it. You were the only one he thought worthy to punish him. It could be no one else. it was always you. He eventually met me and my comrade and requested our... assistance. My mentor was quick to agree and had me help your brother."

So Itachi had not been working alone?

"Being the best isn't all it's made out to be. When you have power you become arrogant and isolated from the world. No matter how coveted and though-after you were in the with us it's different because you and I are flesh and blood. I'm always going to be there for you, even if it's as an obstacle for you to overcome. Even if you do hate me. That's what big brothers are for."

"You're lying." He snapped shakily, swiftly shaking his head and feeling like a child. Itachi did not love him. Itachi was incapable. Tobi tsked and waved a hand dismissively.

"Everything he did was to protect you. Every sacrifice he made was for your safety. He treated that if anything were to happen to you that he would leak all of Konoha's secrets to every other country. Your life was more precious that the village."

"Foolish little brother, if you wish to kill me, hate me, detest me, and survive in an unsightly way. Foster your hatred. Run, run and cling to your wretched life. And one day, when you have the same eyes I do, come before me."

That buzzing noise was suddenly a roar. A roar so loud that Sasuke could focus on nothing else. He could see Itachi in his mind, kneeling to the elders as they gave the final order. He could see Danzō sneering at Itachi. Obviously pleased with himself.

A memory of Itachi's tear streaked face crossed Sasuke's mind. How had Sasuke forgotten? Itachi had cried that night, looking back at Sasuke like the world had collapsed around him. A ragged breath tore from Sasuke's throat. He stood suddenly, unable to sit any longer.

"Was he ever going to tell me?"

"No. He planned for you to kill him...but as you know, things did not turn out that way." Sasuke let out a sob, uncaring that he was being watched.

"He would have died with me hating him?" He choked.

"He would have died with you being hailed a hero." Tobi countered. Sasuke slumped in his seat, eyes wide and face tear streaked. That roaring was now weakening. Muffled noises in his ears and he shook his head to be rid of it.

"I have to go to him." He suddenly stated. Itachi was reaching for him in front of the monument, eyes glistening with tears. He had not known on the massacre. He had hoped for peace... "I have to see him. You need to take me back to him!" He knew he was babbling. He knew he sounded like an idiot. He didn't care. If this was true...if his brother was... Sasuke surged forward and promptly vomited over his feet. Tobi sighed.

"You're not going anywhere in this state." He muttered and Sasuke looked up sharply. Itachi was in the water, that weigh tied to his ankle. He wasn't breathing...

"You can't keep me here!" He snarled, baring his teeth. "You can't keep me from him!" Tobi shook his head and crossed his arms over his chest.

"I can and I will. You need the night to process. If you go running to Itachi now you'll probably make things worse."

Sasuke opened his mouth to argue but Tobi lifted his hand.

"Get some sleep. You'll see him in the morning." Itachi was facing him with a blood streaked face, the Mangekyou Sharingan glowing.

"It appears I remember everything, foolish little brother."

"You swear." Sasuke stated firmly, needing to know he would see Itachi. Tobi shrugged, obviously amused.

"Sure kid. I swear."

They had left Konoha yesterday and Itachi had yet to relax. The kid was wound tighter than Kakuzu after Deidara had wasted all his money on some crap art display.

The partners had gotten a room for the evening but Itachi had left hours ago and Kisame would be lying if he said he wasn't worried. Seeing his brother had shaken Itachi more than he cared to admit. Once Konoha had been out of sight the Uchiha had promptly vomited while Kisame wrestled with the desire to reach for him. Kisame allowed Itachi time alone before finally deciding to look for him. His chakra was nearby and Kisame found him on the roof. He was sitting on the edge of the building, knees tucked under his chin and his arms wrapped around his legs as he stared up at the night sky. Kisame slowly approached.

He sat beside the teen and looked up to the sky as well. Stars painted overhead in twinkling lights and the Kiri nin stared wondering how he had missed it before.

"The sky is pretty tonight."

"Yes." Itachi agreed. Kisame looked to him. The lines under his eyes were pronounced and his skin was ashen. The Kiri nin was unsure on how to comfort the kid. Their relationship had vastly improved over the years to a close friendship. Kisame did not like seeing Itachi so upset. His brows furrowed as he looked at the teen.

"Oh hey, I got this for you." Kisame reached into his pouch as Itachi blinked. The Kiri nin pulled out a little box and the Uchiha fought down a smile.

"Is Kisame-san proposing?" Itachi teased, his lips twitching into a smile he reserved only for his partner. Kisame laughed, his lips forming into his usual grin.

"Itachi-san would make a lovely housewife." He conceded.

It was a pearl. A small dark grey pearl tucked safety in the little box. Itachi smiled, feeling his cheeks flush. He looked to Kisame.

"Why?" Was all he could manage, smile tiny and so vulnerable. Kisame's own smile was cheesy.

"I found it during a mission with Zetsu..." Kisame replied and Itachi's brows furrowed.

"But why give it to me?"

"Well you know how pearls are made right? Something slips into the oyster...like a splinter or something and it really annoys the oyster. The oyster doesn't want this little fucker in his space. That shit doesn't fly with the oyster. So he puts up the defense. Only things don't always go like planned. Over time this little shit splinter changes. Eventually it becomes a pearl. The oyster tried to hard to get rid of it but it became something more. It out shined that oyster and became part of him. Sort of like you..."

Fuck Kisame had gone soft...

Itachi blinked at this, his face now heating up. He looked down at his clasped hands for a moment taking in the Kiri nin's kind words. He met the man's gaze and smiled.

"Are you saying I'm a splinter?" Itachi teased, resting his cheek in the palm of his had and watching his partner. Kisame offered Itachi a softer smile.

"I'm saying like the pearl, you're something rare and magnificent."

Holy shit. Kisame...you hear that noise? That's your reputation being gutted.

Itachi smiled and closed the lid on the box, eyes downcast.

"Thank you." He murmured softly. "It is beautiful."

"You put it to shame." Kisame relied easily and Itachi laughed slightly, the noise like music to Kisame's ears.

"You're very sweet," He murmured, looking away from Kisame. He looked into the distance for a moment, expression solemn.

"I did not want to hurt him." He breathed. "My brother or Kakashi."

"Sometimes you don't have a choice."

"Don't I?" Itachi hummed. He looked at the little box.

"I am glad you are my friend, Kisame. You make life bearable."

"I'm glad you're my friend too, kid. You make life interesting." Itachi turned to Kisame, lips tilted in a smile.

"How so?" He whispered and Kisame leaned forward.

"Well I would never have given my previous partners a pearl."

"Does that make me special?" Itachi hummed, both leaning closer as they spoke.

"Absolutely." Kisame whisperer huskily, his breath ghosting over Itachi's lips.

Their lips were so close...all Kisame had to do was push forward...claim those tantalizing lips...but he didn't. He wanted Itachi to be the one to break that barrier. Indeed the Uchiha's eyes were fluttered closed as if he wanted to kiss the man, his lips ever so slightly parted. But he did not close that distance. He clenched his eyes shut, looking for a moment completely angered with himself.

"Thank you." He pulled away, face once again unreadable but Kisame smiled anyway. He was of course disappointed that they didn't kiss but he understood. These things took time. Itachi slowly stood, holding the box close.

"I'm going to...shower." Itachi murmured, he offered Kisame a slight smile. "Thank you again..."

"Kisame..." The man in questioned turned and looked at his partner who stood at the door of the bathroom, face unreadable. He was wearing only a towel and his hair was dripping with water. Kisame looked away.

"Yes, Itachi-san?" He asked slowly.

Itachi suddenly vaulted forward throwing his arms around Kisame's neck and pulling the Kiri nin close, his lips against the man's ear.

"I have never willingly lain with anyone." His voice was breathy and soft. "It has always been for a mission or something as vapid. How do I...I want you to be the one to..." His voice trailed off and Kisame stared at the boy in his arms confused. When he realized what Itachi was trying to say his eyes widened comically.

"You want to sleep with me?"

"If you'll have me." Itachi murmured, looking suddenly like the seventeen year old he really was and not the cold standoffish nin he tried to slowly nodded, running his finger down Itachi's damp cheek.

"Usually these sort of things start with a kiss..." He murmured and Itachi averted his gaze.

"I'm sorry," He stated. "I've never..."

It was heartbreaking.

That this man...this boy had had sex so many times but never once for pleasure or for pure want. That this boy had never kissed a lover like a lover should. Kisame knew about Kakashi. Knew how the man haunted Itachi and how the boy had been distraught at seeing him during their battle. No doubt Itachi had hoped to avoid seeing Kakashi. Luck had never been Itachi's friend though.

Kisame reached forward, taking Itachi under the chin to look at him when Itachi suddenly flinched, his dark eyes suddenly large with fear and Kisame cursed himself, pulling away and quickly apologizing.

"Shit, Itachi I'm sorry. I-" He was cut off as the Uchiha reached for him, expression hardening in resolve.

Kisame.."

"We can wait Itachi...it's okay."

"Kisame please. I'm okay. We can do this..please Kisame..."

Itachi should never beg.

But Kisame shook his head.

"You're not ready."

Itachi's eyes narrowed. He stared at Kisame for a moment before taking a hold of the towel wrapped tightly around him and throwing it aside, standing before Kisame completely naked. Kisame blinked, eyes traveling from Itachi's stubbornly set face down the length of his body. He was exquisite... he was all slender limbs and lean muscle. Kisame fought the urge to look away. He knew Itachi since he was a kid for fuck's sake. Not that he had never seen Itachi naked before. The kid did not have much patience for modesty. He had been naked in front of Danzō so many times before it never bothered him now.

Itachi reached for Kisame, taking his large hand in his own and pressing it against his chest. Kisame's fingers trailed over the soft flesh, eyes focused on the teen. Itachi smiled slowly, his eyes tilted upwards.

"I am quite ready." He walked backward, taking Kisame with him. He was in seduction mode. Kisame understood this. But the Kiri nin was unable to tear his eyes away from the Uchiha. The back of Itachi's legs touched the bed and he stared up at Kisame. He lay back on the bed, invitingly. His eyes moved to the tent in Kisame's pants and he smiled. "And from the looks of it...you are too."

Kisame stared down at Itachi, entranced by the pale skinned beauty beneath him. Slender limbs were splayed before Kisame's hungry gaze, Itachi's face was turned to one side shyly as he gazed up at his soon to be lover. His wet, dark hair spread out on the sheets.

"If we do this," Kisame cleared his throat. "You need to give complete consent." His fingers reached forward and touched Itachi's thigh. Itachi slowly parted them, his long eyelashes hovering over his cheekbones.

"I do." He murmured.

"I need you to say it, Itachi-san. You have to tell me it's okay." Kisame stated firmly. Itachi whined, dark eyes closing tight as his hips tilted upwards.

"I want you to take me, Kisame." He murmured and Kisame smiled. He pulled his cloak off and swiftly removed his shirt and pants. Itachi stared at the rippling muscle in awe. Kisame was...huge. His arms were large and muscular, his chest chiseled. Itachi's eyes slid down and he blinked.

Oh my...

Kisame grinned cheekily at Itachi's stare.

"Like what you see, Itachi-san?" He teased and Itachi smiled slightly, hips tilted.

"Very much. I didn't know they got that big." He replied and Kisame chuckled.

"Just mine, kid. Just mine."

He lowered himself over Itachi and the teen tilted his head to the side as Kisame's lips brushed over his throat. He nibbled at the skin and lifted his hands to Itachi's lips.

"Suck." Kisame stated and Itachi took the fingers into his mouth, lathering each digit with saliva. Kisame groaned, watching that pink tongue each finger was coated Kisame pulled away and moved himself between Itachi's splayed legs. He stared and the Uchiha blushed at being so exposed to the Kiri nin's gaze. Kisame tore his eyes away from between Itachi's legs to press his lips against Itachi's forehead. His hand moved up Itachi's thigh. His fingers swirled around Itachi's entrance.

Itachi tensed slightly and Kisame kissed his cheek soothingly. He slowly pushed the first finger in and Itachi's eyes fell shut, his lips curved into a slight smile. A second finger was soon added and Itachi let out a soft mewl of pleasure. Kisame prepared him slowly, stretching him as if he were a virgin. It was touching. Once the Uchiha was adequately prepared Kisame slipped his fingers out of him and positioned himself at Itachi's entrance. He stared down at that lovely flushed face and glistening body.

He hesitated.

The fearsome, terrifying Hoshigaki Kisame hesitated. He stared down at Itachi, slowly reaching for him and taking his hand. The teen met his eyes and they stared at each other. The Kiri nin grinned, trying to hide his worry.

"You ready, Itachi-san?" Itachi nodded and licked his lips.

"I am."

Kisame slowly pushed into the Uchiha, feeling the Uchiha tense under him. He eased in, whispering words of comfort as he moved forward. The Uchiha was so tight. Almost to the point where it hurt Kisame. Itachi gripped onto Kisame's arms.

"You okay?" He asked, mouth pressed against Itachi's bare shoulder. Itachi nodded, his lips pressed in a thin line.

"Mhm."

"I'm going to move now, okay?" He murmured and Itachi nodded again.

"..Kay."

Kisame began at a slow pace, closely watching Itachi's reaction. The grip on his arm was tight as the teen got used to Kisame's size. Eventually that grip loosened as the teen let out a pleasured noise. Kisame slowly grinned. He had found Itachi's sweet spot.

Kisame thrust forward and Itachi let out a soft moan, his toes curling. Kisame obviously knew what he was doing. He thrust his hips languidly, eyes fixed on the teen to gauge his reaction. Itachi moaned at a particularly deep thrust. Each thrust hit his spot and the teen's back arched. Kisame gripped Itachi's thighs, his hips rocking back and forth as he stared down at his partner.

"You're so beautiful..." He mused with a grunt. Itachi's arms moved forward and wrapped around Kisame's neck, pulling him close as the Kiri nin continued his head tucked against Kisame's neck and Kisame marveled at how Itachi fit there. Like he belonged. Kisame kissed Itachi suddenly, tenderly and Itachi melted against him, his hands moving to cup either side of Kisame's face. Their lips connected for another tender kiss, Itachi's legs wrapping around Kisame's waist. The Kiri nin reached for Itachi's hard length and began to pump him.

"Ki-Kisame..." Itachi's breath hitched. Kisame continued to work the teen, placing light kisses against his sweaty skin.

Kisame felt the boy tense under him, suddenly tightening around him. Kisame groaned at this and clenched his eyes shut.

"Come on baby," Kisame murmured softly. "Come on." Itachi's back arched as he reached orgasm, a low moan escaping him. Kisame felt the boy's come splash against his chest and he smiled. When his orgasm approached his connected his mouth to Itachi's shoulder and bit down.

Afterward, they lay side by side panting softly and staring at the ceiling. When Kisame reached for Itachi, the boy curled against him much to Kisame's delight. Kisame pressed his lips against the teen's temple, smiling genuinely. Itachi tilted his head up and smiled sleepily. That smile in itself showed how young he was.

"Thank you," His lips brushed Kisame's throat. Kisame did not reply and merely pulled the Uchiha in for another kiss.

Footsteps made their way languidly down the cold hall. Zetsu shot the Kiri nin a curious look as he passed. Kisame blinked at the memory and looked towards the door Itachi was behind talking to Madara. He crossed his arms over his chest and exhaled slowly. The memory lingered heavily in his mind. Itachi's unsure face as he approached Kisame... The Kiri nin drove his palms into his eye. He needed more sleep...and a long shower.

So Sasuke knows now! Well he knows some...the rest will have to wait for the right moment. But he knows that Itachi did not kill the clan for the lulz.

To anyone effected by the attacks in Paris and Beirut or the tragedy in Japan, know that you are in my thoughts.