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Fallen Angels	By : memoriesofdarkness Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Itachi/Sasuke Views: 3601 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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/Itachi POV/

Submitting to your own desires is considered selfishness. And if that desire is a forbidden fruit, you will be condemned for giving in to the temptation. But isn’t that what everyone lives for? To quench the thirst inside us… to tame the wild craving burning inside our hearts…? Then why is it that some desires are considered right… while some are looked down upon? Just because I desire for something that is tagged ‘wrong’ in the eyes of those who don’t understand it… does that make me wrong too?
Do they really have the right to label me?
“Incest”… they call it. The worst of all the sinful addictions. They try to mark us… saying we shouldn’t feel how we do. Who are they to control our emotions? Because right now… when I have you in my arms… I don’t find it disgusting like they tell me to. No… I feel content… like this is the place where we belong. Then why should we deny each other when we know we both desire the forbidden?
So we don’t. The rest of the world can go to hell. They can condemn us all they want. Right now… at this very moment… we don’t care.

I take a look at you. Tousled hair… messy clothes… lust clouded eyes and saliva coated lips… yet you are graceful as always. I run my fingers along your jaw… then lightly brush them over the lips I’ve claimed not too long ago. You tremble under my touch. My sweet little brother…
“… you like it when I control you.” I say the rest out loud.
Your eyes glint in the dark as the moonlight reflects on them. You know I’m right.
“Claim me…” you say without any hint of discomfort or nervousness. You almost look proud. “Make me yours.”
I watch you silently. You seem displeased with my lack of reaction. And just when you’re about to object… I drop down to take your earlobe between my teeth. Your body shivers with lust as I bite on it playfully.
“You’re already mine…” I hiss out. “Don’t you know that… my precious little brother?”
When I hear no reply, I raise my head to look at you. The sight that greets me makes me twitch my lips into an amused smirk. Your cheeks are dusted with cherry pink. My younger brother… the cold and uncaring last Uchiha… is blushing like a maiden. You notice the look on my eyes and glare at me. But the rosy cheeks only make it look like an adorable pout. I smile at the fierce and yet endearing person under me… then lower my head once again to kiss those reddened flesh.
“So adorable…” I whisper in your ear. Your cheeks gain a darker shade.
“A-Ahh… Nii-sa-ah-an…” you struggle to muffle your moans as I suck on the earlobe to soothe the sting of my bite earlier. Your fingers fumble with my cloak… trying to take it off of me. I chuckle, then help you with it. My cloak is discarded somewhere on the floor when my hand travels up to your neck… unbuttoning yours. You lift your body so I can remove it from underneath. Then it joins mine. Your vest and glove follows soon after.
I take a moment to appreciate your features. The navy blue shirt is clinging to your body… revealing every curve. The hem has somehow slid upward during our previous action and the creamy white abdomen is exposed in front of me. I touch the soft pale skin with my fingertips… then circle my thumb around your belly button. You shudder. The only sound that can be heard right now is of our labored breathing.

My eyes roam around your body. I notice the missing left hand… the piece of your clothing lying there awkwardly. To everyone else… this may be a sign of imperfection. But not for me. No. For me… this is the symbol of courage… and vigor.
Shouldering the burden of own mistakes… and accepting it with honor… not everyone can do that.
Little brother… you are way stronger than you know.
My eyes travel back to your face. Your eyes are glowing… so many emotions playing in them.
Love. Lust. Desperation. Longing. And…
… Sadness.
Somehow I know my eyes are reflecting the same. We have so little time left… and with every passing second… the moment of farewell draws nearer. This time… for good. I think I understand now why you’ve brought me back. With so many things unspoken between us… we hadn’t truly reached a closure before. But this time… we’ve stripped our souls bare in front of each other. This time… all the loose ends have finally been tied. I get it now Sasuke. This is your way of saying “thank you for everything”.
But you are scared. You don’t want to let go of me… yet you know you have to. You don’t know if you’re strong enough to do that.
See otouto… I can still read you like an open book.

And then… a thought strikes my head.

/Sasuke POV/

I watch as your face becomes expressionless. I know you’re deep in thought. About what I wonder. I remember you often making this face right before the Uchiha massacre. But whenever I asked you about it, you looked at me with eyes full of pain and sadness. I just assumed it was because of some painful experience on a mission. I didn’t wanna hurt you more… so eventually I stopped asking.
When I finally realized the truth… it was already too late.

I touch your cheek… my fingers brushing the ivory skin ever so slightly. You close your eyes and press my hand to your face… inhaling my scent. Then you start planting kisses on every knuckle. Your eyes still closed.
“What’s wrong…?” I ask softly.
You only sigh in reply. Then open your eyes.
After a final kiss on the back of my palm, you release my hand and get up to sit beside me cross-legged. I watch you with confusion. But you are still deeply immersed in thoughts.
Why can’t I read you nii-san? Will you always be a mystery to me?
Then… as if awakening from slumber… you snap out of your thoughts and smile at me. I stare at you. Why is that smile so sad?
Then I understand.
You’re afraid of the same thing.
We say nothing as we keep gazing into each other. There is no need for words. The truth lies bare in front of us.

You ruffle my hair… then motion for me to sit up. I sit facing you. Your hair rests carelessly around your shoulders… a few strands hovering over that handsome face. Moonlight shines on them making them sparkle in the dark. The night wind blows and you run your fingers through the soft strands to keep them from sweeping over your face. My breath quickens as the undeniable beauty unravels before my eyes.

“Soon I’ll be gone otouto…” You finally break the silence.
I say nothing. What’s the point of saying anything? The truth is harsh… and there is nothing we can do about it.
The truth is… you are dead.
A sickening feeling spreads in my stomach. I feel like I’m gonna pass out. But strong arms hold me still. I look up to see you eyeing me with concern. I manage a weak smile.
“I… I’m… fin-”
Before I can finish, you pull me closer… burying my face in your chest. Your body is trembling. I pull myself up and let my legs straddle you as I sit on your lap. We hold each other close… afraid to let go… afraid to be left alone.
This is our truth. We are two broken pieces of a puzzle… each incomplete without the other.

“I want this night to be memorable…” I murmur softly. “I want-”
“Sasuke…” you cut me off.
I wait for you to go on… still holding you in my arms.
“What if…” you hesitate before continuing. “… I can give you a whole lifetime… with the two of us together…?”
I hurl back from your embrace and stare at you with disbelief. What are you talking about? You can’t be serious!
“What… What do you mean?!”
You lower your eyes. When you look up again… I see crimson orbs shining in the dark.
“I still have my Sharingan.”
No… you can’t… you don’t mean…
“I can use the Tsukuyomi on you. You will be able to live the life you’ve wanted. I won’t intensify the jutsu and also prolong the time limit, so your mind should not suffer any damage afterwards.”
I was at a loss for words. Are you really considering it?!
I laugh darkly. You raise your eyebrows… not really grasping the situation.
“And then what?” I ask. Anger boils inside me. “Am I supposed to live another life after that…? A life ‘without’ you? The ‘real’ life?” I struggle to keep my voice low. “I know… why don’t you kill me afterwards? That will spare me the reality!”
I take deep breaths through my mouth… trying to calm myself. The look of hurt in your eyes… it slices my heart open. You were only doing what you thought was good for me. Why did I yell at you…?
“Aniki…” I smile dejectedly. “If an illusion is all I wanted, I would’ve just created a shadow clone and transformed him into you.”
Don’t you get it nii-san? It’s you who I want… not some fantasy.
You look bewildered for a moment. Then my words finally sink in. You avert your eyes and lower your head.
“Looks like I’m the foolish big brother now…” you chuckle.
I place my hand on your jaw and pull your face upward. You return my gaze, this time with coal black eyes.
“I don’t want to wake up tomorrow and think this was all a dream” I begin. “I don’t care if we only have a few hours left. I want to be with you every second of those hours. I want us to create a memory in this very moment…”
I take your hand in mine and intertwine our fingers.
“A memory shared by just the two of us” … a kiss on your fingertips…
“A memory that will remind me of your love” … a light caress on your cheek…
“A memory that will be branded in my soul till I die” … a kiss on those sinfully sweet lips…

“When… When you won’t be here…” my voice cracks at the thought, but I force myself to continue. “… it will give me the strength to go on.” I pause to take a deep breath. “Please give me this aniki. Give me tonight.”
I watch you with desperate eyes.
“Love me… and let me love you.”

A/N: Whoa! Okay, next chapter will be the smut scene we've all been waiting for! And let me tell you, it's gonna be packed with emotions. Intense and delicate. So wait for it! XD
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