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Is This What You Wanted?	By : stephfarrow94 Category: Naruto AU/AR > General Views: 2286 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Is This What You Wanted?
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
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When Sasuke woke up, it was in total darkness. He lazily glanced towards the window adjacent to his bed. The blood-red curtains were parted, revealing a black, cloudy sky. Thunder rumbled loudly and lightning lit up the heavens.
“Stupid storm…” Sasuke mumbled, getting to his feet with a yawn. “Stupid Itachi… Must be passed dinnertime… Where is my dinner, damnit?”
Sasuke jogged to his bedroom door and ripped it open. He arrived at Itachi’s bedroom in record time before he kicked the door open. He stepped in just in time to see Itachi sit up on the bed with wide, teary eyes, as if he had been startled out a depressing sleep.
“S-sasuke…” Itachi whispered.
“Where is my fucking dinner?!” Sasuke roared. “I’m fucking hungry!”
“I-I’m sorry, S-sasuke…!” Itachi was quick to jump to his feet. “I didn’t realise t-the time…! I’ll make it for you r-r-right now…!”
Sasuke watched as the older Uchiha run from the room as if Hell’s hounds were on his trail. He glanced back into the bedroom, noticing that Konan was nowhere in sight. He smirked – he must have scared the woman off again.
Sasuke travelled down the stairs slowly. He could hear his brother banging around in the kitchen. Itachi was probably scared out of his mind and desperate to fix something for Sasuke as soon as he could – something that was quick to make but still very appealing.
“G-got to m-m-make something…” Itachi stuttered to himself as he rummaged through the pantry. “S-sasuke is h-hungry…”
Sasuke walked into the kitchen, smirking at the sorry sight of his brother. Itachi was shaking uncontrollably and tears ran down his pale cheeks. Blood stained his right cheek – he must have been sleeping on his right side and blood dribbled out of his mouth.
“Stop talking to yourself and hurry up.” Sasuke growled. He loved terrorising Itachi – there was nothing better than watching Itachi turn into a puddle of horror.
Itachi jumped in surprised but nodded. “Y-yes, Sasuke…”
Sasuke leant back against the counter, watching as Itachi turned the stove on and poured water into a pot. He was surprised that the long-haired male was going to make ramen – something that took a long time to make.
Sasuke grabbed a tomato from the counter and chewed on it slowly, smirking at the sight of Itachi’s violently shaking hands.
Minutes had passed and Sasuke could see the steam rising from the pot of boiling water. Itachi was in total silence as he tried to prepare everything else.
“So,” Sasuke broke the silence, a sneer crossing his face, “what happened to Konan? Did she finally leave your pathetic ass?”
Itachi stopped what he was doing and fresh tears rolled down his cheeks.
“…She did, actually…” Itachi whispered. “…She said… that she loved me, but… she called me ‘broken’… She said –“
“But you are broken.” Sasuke laughed. “I don’t care about your stupid romance problems, Itachi. She was a bitch, anyway.”
“…” Itachi turned to face Sasuke – something which shocked the younger as Itachi usually avoided all eye-contact. “…She left because of you…”
Sasuke raised an eyebrow. Was Itachi… angry…? “Yeah, and…?”
“She was what kept me stable…” Itachi continued on. His voice soon grew stronger and emotion fell into the normally-stoic voice. “…The only one that I could talk to… She left… Because of you.”
Sasuke just shrugged. “Not my problem.”
Itachi placed the knife that he had been using to cut up the fishcakes back on the counter and stood up, facing Sasuke.
“You made my girlfriend leave me, Sasuke…” Itachi whispered. Tears streamed harder from his eyes, but Sasuke wasn’t sure if it was because he was depressed or angry.
Sasuke immediately felt threatened – just because of the things Itachi was saying. It was either him or Itachi, and he was not going to let Itachi hurt him because of that blue-haired whore.
Without warning, Sasuke had lunged forward and grabbed his brother’s hair, dragging him over to the stove. Itachi struggled and whimpered, trying to get away, but Sasuke was stronger than he was. He forced Itachi’s face down and into the pot of boiling water.
Sasuke sneered at his brother’s screams, loving the way Itachi’s body thrashed desperately. He was sure to keep the man’s face in the water for a few moments longer, waiting until the struggling weakened before he pulled Itachi away from the stove.
“I love your pain…” Sasuke leant down and whispered into his brother’s burnt ear. “Don’t worry, Itachi – I’ll make you suffer more…”
Itachi, who was currently lying on the tiled floor of the kitchen, was still whimpering, crying in agony. He twitched constantly, something that thrilled Sasuke to no end. The older Uchiha’s face was bloody and burnt so badly it was blistering almost everywhere.
Sasuke smirked at the sight of his injured brother. He couldn’t help but imagine Itachi in more pain. He glanced around the kitchen until he remembered the knife that the elder had been holding. Sasuke licked his lips.
“Relax, aniki…” Sasuke whispered in a mock-soothing tone. He reached out and placed a hand on Itachi’s shoulder. “I’m going to get the knife and then you can scream even louder, okay?”
Itachi’s eyes widened at these words. He watched the spiky-haired Uchiha approach the bench. His heart raced as Sasuke’s hand connected with the knife.
“S-sasuke…” Itachi whimpered, tears spilling harder than ever because of his brother. “S-s-sasuke, p-please… D-don’t… I-I love y-you… P-please…’
Sasuke just smirked and tilted his head, running a finger across the sharp blade. He didn’t even wince when blood spilt out of the slice he had made on his index finger and instead knelt down beside Itachi.
“Where would you like for me to stab and stab and stab until you’re dead, first?” Sasuke whispered, running his lips along the burnt shell of the elder’s ear.
“S-sasuke, p-p-please…” Itachi whimpered. “D-don’t do t-this… I-I know y-you suffer, b-but p-please… I-I l-l-love you s-so m-m-much…”
“I guess I can stab wherever I want.” Sasuke smiled. Itachi couldn’t help but think that it was a smile that should belong to an innocent child who had just received their first pet. “Can I start here?”
Itachi winced as the tip of the knife rested on his shoulder. He turned his head away, trying desperately to block out reality. He moaned as the knife was pushed down deep enough to draw little beads of blood.
“Hmm…” Sasuke tilted his head again. “Itachi-nii-san, it’s no fun if you don’t scream…”
“S-sasuke… Please… I-I b-beg of y-you… C-can’t you s-s-see how much I l-love you…?”
Sasuke shrugged. “I probably can, but can’t you see how much I hate you? I guess you’re too stupid to notice, actually.”
Without warning, Sasuke moved the knife down Itachi’s body. He slammed it down hard into the elder’s appendix area. He couldn’t help but feel aroused by Itachi’s scream of agony. Maybe it was because he had dreamed of being the one causing so much pain to him for so long… Now his dreams were finally coming true.
Sasuke dragged the knife further through the long-haired man’s stomach, ripping straight through to his groin. He smirked when Itachi’s hands flew down to cover his manhood.
“Why would I ever want to touch you there?” Sasuke laughed. “You don’t have anything there, anyway. I just like teasing you.”
Sasuke ripped the knife out of the skin, lifting it up and dragging it across Itachi’s chest. He pushed down, staining Itachi’s white T-shirt red.
“S-sas… uke…!” Itachi gasped, gripping desperately at the floor beneath him. He had never felt such pain before. “Please… S-stop…!”
Sasuke only pushed deeper on the knife until he became satisfied with the strange gurgling sounds Itachi made and the blood that the elder seemed to be choking on. Sasuke stood up, leaving the knife embedded in the middle of Itachi’s chest.
“I suppose I’ll just leave you here to die.” Sasuke smiled that innocent smile once again.
Itachi struggled to look up at Sasuke. The younger boy winced at the look of utter betrayal in his brother’s eyes before shrugging it off and leaving Itachi in a large pool of blood.
“That takes care of him.” Sasuke smiled to himself as he entered his bedroom and sat down on his bed. He forgot all about the pot of boiling water on the still-lit stove and instead pulled out his pocket knife. He carved another scar into his wrists before giggling like a madman. He stared at his brother’s blood that covered his clothes and hands. “Bye-bye, Itachi. I never liked you in the first place.”
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