Impossible to Love You

Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to the brilliant Masashi Kishimoto-sama. I am not Masashi Kishimoto-sama, unfortunately.

Warnings: Incest.

Pairing: ItaSasu

A/N: Thanks for the lovely reviews! I'm so glad you guys love where it's going. Itachi sure gets jealous easily huh. XD Sora Keyblader, the display icon is not from a yaoi drama, it is my favourite 'couple' from the Korean band DBSK! They're oh-so-very into such intimate positions!! They do have a sort of yaoish movie too, starring my lovely couple, YunJae, and other band members, called Dangerous Love. You should watch it!! YunJae is the cutest couple on Earth! And I'm so glad you loved my title! I kinda like it too, haha.

After several uneventful days at work, occasionally accompanied by uninvited touches from Orochimaru whenever Itachi wasn't around and sudden embraces by the two crazy girls Sasuke decided that schooling was a far better option to work.

He enjoyed his peaceful times when he had to go around the school to pass notes to the music teachers though, for it was during that period when he could take a longer route to avoid returning to the dreaded office. It was also then when he could reminisce about his old times there, frequently sneaking peeks at the violin classes.

On Thursday night, upon returning home, he received a phone call.

"Oi Sasuke!"

" What's up usuratonkachi?"

"Teme don't call me that! Anyway, the rest of the guys wanna go clubbing tomorrow. Wanna join us?"

"No."

"Come on! It's gonna be awesome! All the sexy chicks are gonna be there!"

"I hate noisy places."

"Argh! You'll like it I promise! It's dark there! You know, great for you to mope around with a drink in your hand!"

"I can't dance."

"Argh! Sasuke! You can just drink if you want!"

"I can drink at home if I want."

"Stop being so difficult! The rest of the gang will be there! It'll be fun! Besides, you wouldn't know if you'll like it or not unless you tried! Just this once, Sasuke!"

"Hn."

"Ok then! Let's meet for dinner first! Seven at the usual place?"

"Ok. Bye."

"Wait! Remember to dress up! We have a mission to attract chicks tomorrow!"

"Isn't it just you and the others who need to? I don't need anymore of girls' attention. They're annoying."

"You suck big time teme! Sometimes I wonder if you're gay man."

"Fuck you."

"Goodbye!"

The line went dead. Sasuke glared at his cellphone. Naruto sure knew what would get him into action. He sighed and shuffled towards his closet. He had no idea what was suitable for clubbing.

And he had no intention in asking Itachi as well. But he had examined Itachi when he went clubbing. He always wore some fishnet outfit that clung to his figure, and leather pants. And he even had the stupid purple nail polish on…

Was he gay? No wonder he hadn't had a girlfriend all these years. Was that the reason why he had asked Sasuke if he was homophobic? Could it be because he was afraid that Sasuke would despise him if he knew? Not likely.

Sasuke knocked his head against the closet. What was he thinking about? It was all Itachi's fault for bringing up that topic on Monday.

And Naruto just mentioned it just now… Sasuke swung open the closet door, staring at the mirror on the door. He examined himself, scrutinizing his features. Did he appear gay or something? He shook his head. It wasn't possible. If he did, the girls wouldn't be chasing after him. He shut the closet door in mild disgust, and returned to bed.

The slow ticking of the alarm clock suddenly turned into a loud shrill. A slender arm crept out of the covers to land ungracefully on the alarm clock, knocking it off the table. The top of an inky black spiky mess slowly emerged from the comforter. Sasuke glowered at the still ringing clock on the floor and reached down to pick it up.

He trudged down the stairs, grumpy as all other mornings. Itachi looked up from the newspaper, sipping his coffee. He raised a single eyebrow at Sasuke, before returning to his papers.

"Sasuke honey, are you going on a date today?" His mother said sweetly, after giving him an once-over.

"No, just going out for a midnight movie with friends."

"Naruto and the others? So you won't be having dinner tonight?"

"No, kaa-san."

"Oh how sad, I was going to cook your favourite curry." His mother pouted.

"Sorry." Sasuke said almost apologetically, preparing to grab his bento.

"I'm fetching you today."

Sasuke's hand halted. "What?"

"You heard me otouto."

He sank down on the chair, biting into his sandwich, staring at Itachi in confusion. Itachi's face was hidden by the newspaper however, much to Sasuke's frustration.

As the both of them climbed into the sleek black Lamborghini, Itachi never took his eyes off Sasuke whilst he was struggling with the seat belt. Sasuke paused, irate.

"What are you looking at?"

Itachi didn't reply, but instead he leant over to help Sasuke with the belt. Sasuke stopped breathing at that moment. It had been years since they had such close contact with each other. He could see the top of Itachi's dark hair as Itachi expertly slipped the seat belt in place.

Itachi's fingers brushed over his hips lightly as he returned to his own seat behind the wheel, causing a weird queasy knot to form at the pit of his stomach. He stared at Itachi now, who was looking straight forward as he started the engine.

"You are clubbing tonight." That wasn't a question, it was a statement. Sasuke bristled.

"So?"

"You're dressed too inappropriately for a receptionist. You are supposed to portray a positive image of the school." Itachi said coolly.

Sasuke glanced down at his clothes. He was merely wearing a black tank top and low tight blue jeans with his usual assortment of bangles. He shot daggers at Itachi's side profile.

"At least I'm not wearing purple nail polish." He spat unceremoniously.

"That's not the point, otouto. Just where are you clubbing at tonight?" Itachi said levelly.

"I just knew it wouldn't be any good when you offered me a ride. Like I'd tell you." Sasuke scoffed.

"I'll tell kaa-san then. And otou-san as well." Itachi replied, a tiny smirk lifting the corner of his lips.

"You wouldn't dare!" Sasuke hissed.

"Try me, foolish little brother."

"Fine! I'm going to the Liquid Room in Ebisu." Sasuke sulked.

The two of them returned to their uneasy silence after that.

Sasuke sat, elbows propped on the desk, pondering deeply over what Itachi might do, now that he knew exactly which club he was visiting.

Suddenly, the back of his neck stiffened as if a feather was run across it in a tickling motion. Someone was watching him. A soft, cold hand rested on his shoulder. He didn't even need to look up to know who it was.

"What is it?" He asked grouchily.

"I hate to talk to you when you're in such a foul mood, but I have to instruct you on some things. Follow me to my room." Orochimaru ordered whilst plastering on a sick smile of pretended politeness on his white face.

Once they reached Orochimaru's office, he dropped his crocodile smile and a slightly more macabre one took its place.

"Now that no one can hear us, I think it's better to coach you on our dress codes. It isn't very appropriate to wear something so… tight." Orochimaru chastised as his yellow eyes glittered at Sasuke, his palms tracing down Sasuke's chest.

Sasuke back stepped two steps in disgust and horror, and felt a hard edge pressing sharp into his back as he collided with Orochimaru's desk. Sasuke almost groaned aloud at his idiocy as he grabbed hard on the desk, his knuckles turning white.

"Now, now, don't be scared, I'm just teaching you the proper school dress code. Dressing sexily may cause certain… eyes on you." Orochimaru broke into a lecherous grin.

"I'm not scared. I'm listening." Sasuke scoffed as his obsidian eyes challenged Orochimaru's golden ones.

Orochimaru's grin instantly dropped into a mock grim line as he shook his head, clicking his tongue.

"Yes, yes, no only your top's tight, even your pants are low and tight. Is that what they call a hip-hugger nowadays?" Orochimaru questioned in his oily, false tone as his hand slid down Sasuke's hips, fingers hooking into the inside of Sasuke's jeans.

"Goodness. It's so loose around the waist!" Orochimaru chuckled as his hands shifted to Sasuke's back, travelling inside his pants beneath his boxers to squeeze his butt hard.

Sasuke jutted his body forward in shock, with a great shock washing over him as he felt a hard throbbing object thrusting into his stomach. He gasped.

"You… you…"

"Mmm… can't help it, you're so tempting." Orochimaru purred as he leant forward to nibble Sasuke's neck, whilst his two hands continued to fondle Sasuke's butt.

Sasuke struggled under his grip, which turned out to be surprisingly strong. Orochimaru bit hard into his neck, drawing blood as Sasuke released a howl of pain. He then returned to suckling and licking the blood droplets off Sasuke's neck as Sasuke struggled under him. Sasuke finally got the upper hold when his hand shot out to wrap itself around Orochimaru's throat.

"Get the fuck off me." He snarled stridently, his eyes pits of dark fire.

Orochimaru released his hold on Sasuke, moving back only slightly, his eyes still gleaming in a maniacal light.

"As expected, you taste delicious." He drawled, stroking Sasuke's cheek. Sasuke whipped his head away ferociously, glaring at Orochimaru.

"Don't touch me. I'll, I'll tell my father!" Sasuke tried to threaten, failing as his voice trembled.

"Heh. Your father knows I'm loyal to him, after so many years of working together. What makes you think he'd believe you?" Orochimaru replied smugly, still trailing his errant fingers along Sasuke's chest.

Sasuke pushed him away roughly, sprinting to the door with lightning speed. He paused for a short moment at the door, snarling, "You'd better not try anything funny again. Or else…"

Only Orochimaru's disturbing laughter followed.

Sasuke rushed to the nearest toilet to wash his neck vigorously, looking at the purple bruise in exasperation. He would never forgive the snake-eyed bastard as long as he lived. Sasuke splashed some water on his face to cool himself down, and glared at the reflection before him. He was definitely punching something tonight.

"Whoa even before we get to the club you already have a hickey! That's so unfair! Which girl did it to you? Was it pinky or blondie?" Naruto quipped, his large blue eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Don't mention it anymore. It was a terrible experience." Sasuke growled.

Naruto and the other guys shrugged as they looked at each other. Sasuke was as temperamental as usual.

When they finally reached the club, Sasuke glared at the flashes of psychedelic lights that moved with the speed of lightning, along with the deafening techno music that roared into his ears. It was everything he expected to be, and worse.

The dark, dancing bodies filmed with sticky perspiration grinded against his bare skin as he made his way through the rowdy crowd for drinks. Naruto though, appeared to be having the time of his life, as he tried to drag Sasuke to the dance floor enthusiastically.

"I don't dance." Sasuke tried to demur.

"Oh come! Clubs are for dancing! Here! Let's drink first to relax your stiff-ass butt! Then we can party! Whoo-hoo!" Naruto screamed over the blaring music at him.

"Hn." was his only answer that went unheard.

Drinks after drinks were downed by the group of males, especially Sasuke, upon remembering the day's nasty incident. The drinking immediately turned into a contest when Naruto noticed that Sasuke was winning him in the amount of drinks consumed. Soon, the two of them were pretty drunk. The others tried to stop them from drinking, actually; only Neji, Shino and Shikamaru were doing so.

Lee and Kiba were equally smashed, or even more so. Lee was parading around, yelling to everyone he could grab that they should appreciate their youth of life, and even started singing a song about pretty pinkheads, whilst Kiba had pretty much reduced into a dog, barking and howling along with the music, and was presently snuggling against a sweet blushing girl with long blue black tresses that framed her porcelain doll-like face and pale rain-grey eyes, who was obviously dragged to the club by her friends.

Shikamaru had merely helped to stop Sasuke and Naruto as he thought it'd be too troublesome to fetch so many drunkards home later, whilst Shino helped because, well, Neji asked him to and he had nothing else to do anyway.

Finally, Naruto stopped resisting and shouted, "Alright! Off with the drinks and on with the dance! Everybody! Come on and shake yer booties!" as he pulled a glazed-eyed Sasuke to the dance floor.

Soon Sasuke found himself in a mass of shaking bodies, his own head shaking idly to the beat. Many shameless sluts were closing in on him, making him cringe and move closer to Naruto, nearly gluing himself to his best friend. Naruto merely grinned at him and continued shaking his golden spikes reflecting the varicoloured neon lights.

Halfway through the dancing, Naruto opened half-dazed eyes and stared at him through blurry blue orbs.

"Eh? Where's Sasuke? Who are you? You're gorgeous…" Naruto trailed off as he licked his lips, pressing closer to Sasuke. Sasuke rolled his eyes, feeling a slightly woozy.

"Dobe. I'm Sasuke."

"Mm? Your name is Sasuke too? Hello! I'm… Kyuubi!" Naruto lied unconvincingly as he tried to impress the girl. Sasuke snickered.

"Your name is nine-tails? How stupid."

Naruto merely grinned flirtatiously at the 'girl', and started bucking his hips forwards. Sasuke frowned and started to move away, but Naruto grabbed his wrist and planted a wet sloppy kiss on his stunned lips.

Sasuke struggled under Naruto's grip but Naruto held on tightly, pressing his lips onto Sasuke's tightly, sliding a hand down to cup his butt cheek. Sasuke's eyes widened and he trashed harder against Naruto. A strong hand wrenched the both of them apart.

"Naruto! Wake up! That was Sasuke you're kissing!" Neji shouted over the blaring music.

Naruto merely blinked stupidly at Neji, before his gaze focused on the flowing midnight hair that shone like a black waterfall, and tugged the hair towards him. Neji lost balance, falling onto Naruto's arms.

"I'm in heaven with so many pretty ladies." Naruto commented dreamily, and promptly kissed him.

Sasuke winced at the sight, and started to stagger off on his own, when a pale arm caught him.

"Dance with me, babe." He turned around to see a red-head with heavily khol-lined eyes and the Kanji character 'love' tattooed on his forehead staring expressionlessly at him.

Sasuke rolled his eyes at the weird looking stranger, shrugging as he started to dance. The stranger swayed his hips nearer and near, until he finally laid his hands on Sasuke's shoulders.

"What… are you… doing?" He said groggily, as the red head's face begun to spin and blur.

The red head simply broke into a creepy smile, before drawing him near. The two of them danced closely, with Sasuke almost leaning onto the red-head for support as his vision spun wildly. The red head stroked his back slowly, lingering at the lower back before resting his hands on Sasuke's hips as Sasuke clung on to him.

"Are you feeling alright babe?"

"Yes… just a little dizzy…" Sasuke murmured, wrapping his arms around the red head's neck tighter.

"Let me bring you to sit then." The red-head offered and led Sasuke to a dark corner of the club, his arm enfolding around Sasuke's waist.

They settled down on the seat, with Sasuke closing his eyes immediately once he hit the soft couch. A soft hand started to trail down his body, down to his clothed crotch. As the hand fondled his groin into hardness, he slowly opened his eyes.

"What… you… doin'?" He mumbled, trying to focus his gaze on the blurring kohl-lined eyes.

"Satisfying you." The red-head replied, smiling with lustful eyes before he nibbled on Sasuke's throat softly, sucking softly at the bobbing Adam's apple, sliding Sasuke's zip down leisurely. Sasuke had no strength; he had no energy to fight. He merely closed his heavy lids once again.

A loud bang against the wall made his eyes flip open. He slowly registered that the red head was no longer by his side. He turned his head towards the direction of the noise, and saw the red-haired guy rubbing his head as a tall, dark figure with long black hair pulled into a loose ponytail stood before him in his darkening vision.

The tall man turned towards Sasuke, and Sasuke tried to stand up.

"What did you do to him?" Sasuke tried to look menacing, but knew he had failed miserably, for his head spun like there was no tomorrow as he fell back on to the couch. The figure strode towards him and pulled him up harshly.

"Miserable? Because he was doing a service to you and I stopped it? I thought you said you weren't gay, Sasuke." The tall man hissed, squeezing Sasuke's wrists.

"Who the hell are you? Why do you know my name?" Sasuke murmured throatily, feeling parched all of a sudden. He tried to pull his hands away feebly, but the stranger pulled his face close.

"You don't know who I am? Are you gay?"

"Stop asking me that… I don't see why I should answer a stranger… I want water…" Sasuke said drowsily.

"Feeling parched aren't you? Drinking so much alcohol… well I could make you less parched." The stranger smirked, pulling Sasuke to his chest as he tilted Sasuke's face up to kiss. Sasuke struggled under the stranger's grasp, trying to kick him in the shins.

The stranger pulled away from Sasuke, speaking in a gravely voice, "Why won't you let me kiss you? That red-head over there is a stranger too."

"Get the fuck away from me! You scolded me like as if you had the right to, and then try to get fresh with me?" Sasuke opened his mouth to say more, but his head spun a sudden whirl and he held on to the man's broad chest tight, as he struggled hard to keep his eyes open.

"You are so right. But you wanted water, don't you? I'm giving you water now." The stranger chuckled as he pulled Sasuke close again, capturing his lips.

He pushed his tongue past Sasuke's lips, grazing at his teeth. Sasuke gasped and pushed to no avail as the man's tongue probed its way into Sasuke's mouth, raping it with his slithering tongue muscle that caressed Sasuke's tongue none too gently.

The man pushed Sasuke down back to the couch as he continued kissing him, exchanging spit. His hands travelled down to Sasuke's open zip, pressing his hand onto Sasuke's groin.

"Why are you so aroused? It couldn't be from that guy before." The man said huskily, sliding one long finger up Sasuke's throbbing organ, as Sasuke released a soft moan that he tried to muffle. The man pulled Sasuke's hand away from his mouth, leaning forward to kiss him once again.

"I've been waiting for this moment." He whispered to Sasuke's ears, taking a soft nip at it before returning to claim Sasuke's bruised lips.

Sasuke finally melted his resolve, returning the kiss fervently, fighting to dominate the man. Their tongues played an erotic dance, crashing and twisting in their hot mouths, to a slow intimate slither as the man's hands slipped under his top to ravage his heaving chest. A long moan escaped from Sasuke's lips into the man's ears, making him throb with dark desire as he touched Sasuke.

"You… why are you interested in men… if you weren't… things would have been so much easier…" The man rasped even as he grinded hard against Sasuke.

Sasuke didn't hear him, all he could see was the dancing prismatic lights that flashed endlessly around him, and the fast beat of the techno music, as the opalescent world spun faster and faster, before he slipped into unconsciousness.

Itachi paused when he felt Sasuke's body growing limp, and looked at Sasuke's face. His eyelids were closed, the lashes dark and thick against his fair skin. Itachi cursed under his breath as he lifted Sasuke from the couch, carrying the unconscious body bridal style as he stalked out of the club.

Itachi flung open the door of his car, and put the immobile body at the back seat, shoving Sasuke's legs in so that he wouldn't slam the door down on him. As he moved away from the door he heard a soft rustle and a palm slapping itself on his back. He spun around to see a sick green face with a palm over the mouth as the body heaved heavily.

"Damn otouto, you want to puke now?" He muttered angrily as he pulled his brother halfway out of his precious car to let him retch on the floor.

Sasuke vomited horrendously, splattering the liquid contents all over the floor as Itachi gracefully side-stepped them. Itachi then wiped his brother's lips with a tissue roughly once he was done, and shoved him back in, hesitating to reach the door handle for a moment as he gazed at his brother's aristocratic features, softened by sleep.

He hurriedly slammed the door shut and moved to the front. As his hand wrapped around the handle, his phone rang.

"Yes, this is Uchiha Itachi speaking."

"I saw you and Sasuke. It was a revolting sight."