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My Curse	By : sasukeskyuubi Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1138 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The next chapter has come. Probably. We will see how things go.
Onward-----
beta'd by lg of course.. cause my other beta hasnt even read it yet.
Sasuke cracked his eyes open and began to roll over on his back, then stopped immediately at the amount of pain that shot through his entire body. This seemed to be a reoccurring thing with him, waking up in pain. He felt that he had a high tolerance for pain, because of his repeated encounters with his brother, but this was on a completely different level than that. He needed time to recover, and if he didn�t get it, he felt like he would surely die.
He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn�t hear the door to his room open.
�Sasuke?� He heard Gaara said quietly.
�Mmm.� Sasuke replied, not thinking he could form words. He was facing the wrong direction, so Gaara could not see his face.
�Did I wake you?�
�MmmMmm� Sasuke said, hoping that sounded negative.
�Are you alright? Turn to me so I can see your face.�
Sasuke cracked his lips open and another kind of noise left him. �Can�t�urts.�
�I will be right back.� Gaara said. Sasuke figured he knew where the redhead was going. A minute or two later, he came back into the room and then Sasuke heard him come up to the bed.
�It is going to hurt, but I am going to help you move around a little. It is going to hurt worse in the long run if you don�t move around a bit now. You don�t want to stay in that little ball you are in, right?�
�No.� Sasuke said. He braced himself and then felt Gaara very gently touching his arms. A second later there was searing pain in his entire body as Gaara rolled him onto his back. The sores on his back yelled in indignation, but it was a necessary evil in order to stretch out his cramped muscles.
�Please stop.� Sasuke said through gritted teeth. �I need a break.�
Gaara instantly stopped, leaving Sasuke laying slightly on his back and slightly on his side.
�I am going to sit you up, prop you against some pillows so you can take these pills.� Gaara said. �I�m going to do it in one motion, grab onto me, and I am gonna grab onto you, and we are gonna sit you up.�
He grabbed Sasuke and together they managed to get the raven into a sitting position. Sasuke closed his eyes against the pain, and took several deep, calming breaths. Once they had him quasi-comfortable against the wall with a pillow in between, Gaara gave him three pills and a bottle of water. Sasuke eagerly took them.
�Thank you Gaara.� Sasuke said. He couldn�t bring himself to look at the redhead after his confession of the night before.
�We need to get you healed up, Sasuke.� Gaara said. �We can�t have our lead singer all banged up.�
�Yeah, I know.
They were quiet for a minute, Sasuke looking at his hands in his lap, and Gaara looking at Sasuke.
�So, Orochimaru agreed that we could take a few weeks off to get you back to health.� Gaara said suddenly. At this Sasuke finally looked at him.
�Orochimaru did?�
�Don�t start thinking too highly of him. He only did it because he would only have to cancel one show, and because it is common knowledge now that you were admitted to the hospital.�
�Ahh.� Sasuke said, looking away again.
�It�s ok though.� Gaara said. �Now you can really get some rest. Write a song or two, whatever you want to do.�
Sasuke sighed. �Will you stay in here with me?�
Gaara tilted his head a little, but stared at the raven. �If you want.�
�I want.�
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The next day Kabuto came and told them that it had been arranged for them to stay in Orochimaru�s cabin for the next few weeks. It would be just the three of them mostly, so it would be quite relaxing. They arrived at the cabin that evening. It wasn�t any kind of cabin Sasuke had ever seen. It had to have at least 6 bedrooms. Never-the-less, the guys began to settle in, getting used to the comforts of staying in a home, rather than a bus.
The next few days went by quietly. Gaara began to stay in Sasuke�s room, and spend most of the time with him. They became very close, telling each other things about their pasts. Sometimes they would spend hours talking about a single subject. Sasuke had no idea that Gaara was this interesting. He had always just assumed that the redhead was some half brained lackey.
On the same note, Gaara had slowly began to see a change in Sasuke. The longer Itachi stayed away from him, the more he opened up. He had even smiled, genuinely a few times. Something Gaara didn�t recall ever having seen before.
Itachi stayed back through the first few days, but then as he noticed his Sasuke getting closer to Gaara, he began to grow restless. He couldn�t let someone steal his brother away from him. He wouldn�t allow it. Especially Gaara. His brother belonged with him, belonged to him, and that was all there was to it. He was the only family Sasuke had, and nobody would come between them. He would have to deal with Gaara, in one way or another.
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A week into their break, Itachi called Gaara into his room. Sasuke had gone to bed, and the redhead had been in the living room reading while eating some hot fries.
�Gaara, come up here for a second, would ya?� Itachi called from over the banister of the upstairs balcony.
The redhead stood up, leaving his book and hot fries sitting on the footstool. He walked up the stairs and followed the light into Itachi�s room. He hadn�t been in here before, and it was slightly unnerving that the only light was coming from the closet.
�What do you need, Itachi?�
�Who the hell do you think you are?� Itachi asked simply, as if asking about the weather.
�Excuse me?�
�I said, who the hell do you think you ARE?�
�I don�t know what you mean.� Gaara said, he was breathing a bit hard as he struggled to get a good look at Itachi. It was hard in the light, but he could see the older Uchiha�s eyes clearly. They were burning red, or at least seeming to, and Gaara felt his heart skip. There were multiple danger flags going off in his mind, but he stood his ground.
Within a second, Itachi was on him. He slammed Gaara into the wall with enough force to knock the wind from the redhead. His hands were holding Gaara�s shoulders to the wall, and his fingers were digging in to the flesh there. Gaara winced a little.
�Spending every day with Sasuke, taking time away from me, who the fuck are you to do that?� Itachi kept his voice low, but it was dangerously thick with venom.
�Have you been drinking, Itachi?� Gaara asked, and instantly the hands on his shoulders tightened.
�On the contrary, I am extremely sober.�
�Sasuke has been getting better.� Gaara said tentatively. �He smiled��
Itachi pulled Gaara away, then slammed him into the wall again. The redhead coughed, attempting to pull breath into his lungs.
�He is a whore; of course he smiled at a caller that showed him some attention.� Itachi said. �How many times have you fucked my brother this week?�
�Fucked him?� Gaara said, getting a bit angry. �I haven�t fucked him Itachi, because it isn�t about that!�
�It�s always about that.� Itachi said, a smile creeping onto his face. Gaara felt his skin grow cold.
�You�re wrong. I am helping him.� Gaara said quietly.
"You aren�t helping him, the only one who can help him is me.�
�You are the worst thing for him!� Gaara replied.
The smile left Itachi�s face, and his arms dropped to his sides. Gaara took a step to the side, to get away, and then a hand shot out and wrapped around the redhead�s throat.
�Listen to me, Gaara, and listen well.� Itachi said, in a whisper. �Do you think you know what is best for Sasuke more than someone in his family?� He paused as if waiting for a reply.
Gaara�s vision began to swim, he could only get small ragged breaths into his lungs, and he was beginning to panic.
�You are fucking nothing. Nothing to me, and nothing to my brother. If you steal any more of Sasuke�s time away from me, I will kill you.� As if for added affect, the hand tightened.
�I. Will. Kill. You.� Itachi punctuated each word by slamming Gaara into the wall. �Got me? Good.� He let go, and the redhead fell to the ground gasping.
�Goodnight Gaara.� Itachi said, laying down on his bed.
Gaara got shakily to his feet and left the room.
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The next morning, Gaara, Itachi and Sasuke were in the kitchen having breakfast. Sasuke could feel the tension, but couldn�t understand where it was coming from. Gaara seemed quiet, but Itachi seemed in a rather cheery mood. When they were done eating, Gaara said he was going to go shower.
�Wanna do something Sasuke?� Itachi asked.
�I�m busy now. Later.� Sasuke said, leaving the room to get ready for another day of talking with Gaara.
An hour later, when Gaara still hadn�t shown up, Sasuke went in search of him. He found the redhead sitting on his bed reading.
�Hey, Gaara.� Sasuke said, coming in. �I thought we were gonna hang out today.�
�I changed my mind.�
�Oh. Well�can I hang out in here?�
�No.� Gaara said, still not looking up from his book. �I also don�t recall telling you that you could come in here.�
Sasuke felt his jaw drop. What the hell? He looked at the floor, wondering what had happened.
�Did�I do something to upset you?� He asked.
�No.�
�I..well I just thought��
�You obviously thought wrong. Leave me alone.�
Sasuke felt tears stinging in his eyes. �So, that�s how it is, huh? I guess I should just go hang out with Itachi then?�
�Whatever.�
�Look at me!� Sasuke yelled. �Why won�t you look at me?�
Gaara sighed loudly and put his book down. �What?�
�Why are you doing this?�
�Look Sasuke, we are just too different to pretend to get along. You and Itachi�well.. you are meant to be together. There just isn�t any room in there for someone like me.�
�Someone like you?� Sasuke asked quietly, tears running down his face. �Like you how?�
�NOT FUCKED UP!� Gaara yelled. �How can I possibly know how you think? How can I be friends with someone I completely do not understand? I don�t even want to try, Sasuke.�
�I see.� Sasuke said. �Then I will just go.�
�Good idea.�
Sasuke darted from the room and ran down the stairs. He went in search of the one person he knew would understand. The one person who had always been with him. He found Itachi sitting on the couch watching t.v. Sasuke dropped to his knees in front of his brother and laid his head on Itachi�s lap.
�I�m sorry for neglecting you, Itachi.� Sasuke said, letting the tears flow freely.
Itachi placed a hand on Sasuke�s head and put his fingers in the soft locks. �I understand, little brother, and I will take care of you.�
A wicked smile crept onto Itachi�s face.
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Yeah.. jeez..
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