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Possession
Disclaimer: I own none of Naruto characters. They
rightly belong to Masashi Kishimoto-sensei. But I do own some of the characters
that I made up to be members of Akatsuki.
Warning: Yaoi. Incest. Violence. Bondage. Semi-rape. Some OCs. If
you find any of the said materials disturbing, I suggest you leave this page
immediately. You've been warned, so don't flame me about that.
Pairing: Itachi/Sasuke slight Sasuke/Naruto
Note: I think Itachi does love his brother even though he seems
like a heartless, psychotic bastard. Well, we don't really know what's the real
him but... that's how this chapter comes out.
Chapter V: Sweetest Lie
Have you ever been betrayed by the one you loved most? The
one you respected and idolized? Have you ever seen something a child only eight
years old shouldn't? So much blood...so many death...a vicious sight that
surely wasn't for a child so young and naive. What if someone told you that
someone you've known for all your little life was just an illusion? A pleasant
illusion that never really existed?
You might not believe him at first. You might scream and cry
and say repeatedly to yourself that it was just a nightmare and hopelessly wish
that you would wake up. But years had passed and the child had grown, no longer
young and naive. And he had begun to realize that whether what he was told was
a lie or not, there was no more of that someone he had once known.
He lied awake as the second ticked. Second to minute...minute
to hour...the time had passed yet he couldn't force himself to sleep--no matter
how exhausted he felt from the earlier activity. Even though he hated it, he
knew he enjoyed it. And that thought made his stomach churn with revolt and a
sudden urge to throw up.
"You look as if you were going to cry."
He could feel the other's arms wrap around him--so warm and
protective. The familiar warmth he had almost forgotten, being all on his own
and distancing himself from people. He yearned for it badly but he knew he
shouldn't be feeling like this. It was just another illusion. All the brotherly
gestures were mockery...to make fun of his weakness. To Itachi, Sasuke was just
a play toy he could play with and break. He had done that before. Why wouldn't
he now?
"Remember, Sasuke, you belong to me and no one else."
Sasuke bit his lips bitterly. All the years that he had
spent training to beat Itachi seemed completely worthless. He might be far
superior from the fellow shinobi but compared to his older brother, he was
nothing but an animated doll. Itachi was always the winner. He always had the
influence over him. He was always the winner in every way. No matter how hard
Sasuke tried, Itachi was still so far away. There was always a distance between
them. Even now...
He could hear the other's soft steady breathing. He could
feel those well-built muscles rise and fall, being hold so close to the other, bare
back against bare chest. Those midnight-black tresses, similar to his own, tickled
him, cheek and shoulder, those velvety lips barely brushing his ears. So close
yet so far.
Sasuke's eyes narrowed into slits as he caught the sharp
flash of silver metal. It was the kunai Itachi used for tearing his clothes
from earlier, lying surprisingly in reach as if Itachi intended to leave it
there.
"You can try killing me any time you want, little
brother."
Sasuke hated it when someone was able to read him like an
open book. Itachi knew he wasn't going to try that right now. He knew Sasuke
wanted his pride back. And to bring back that lost pride, he needed a clean
victory. He turned to face the sleeping Uchiha.
You may be the winner this time. But you won't be the winner
forever, for I won't stop trying. I won't stop hating you.
His posture became relax as he studied his brother's
sleeping face. Peaceful and vulnerable. Another side of Uchiha Itachi that no
one had ever seen. Maybe...even their own parents. He raised his hand up to
touch the smooth silkiness that was his brother's cheek, his fingers brushing
the stray locks aside.
Yet for once, I will just close my eyes and believe my own
sweetest lie that you're the same caring brother I used to love most years ago...
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His head was heavy and it throbbed badly as if it was going
to explode. His eyes were wary and he found it difficult to lift his eyelids. His
breathing was labored, his chest heaved and he felt so cold even despite the
warm weather.
Footsteps. Someone was approaching.
Something warm and soft touched his burning cheek and
forehead. With a little difficulty, the little boy lifted his heavy eyelids.
"Nii-san..." The older boy nodded. And withdrawing his hand, he stood
up. Yet he was stopped with a small hand on his wrist. "Nii-san, don't go.
It's so cold. Cold..." The younger one said feverishly.
"...I will be back." The older one said and left. He
came back shortly after that with a small bucket filled with cold water and a
small clothes. "Nii-san, you take it too long."
The older one sighed, placing the wet clothes on his little
brother's forehead. "Patience, Sasuke. That's what you should learn if you
want to be a fine shinobi. It's just a few minutes." He said and put the
sheet over the boy. "Still cold?"
"...No." The younger boy replied though he didn't
stop shaking.
The older boy shook his head at his little brother's
innocence. "You should be patient but you shouldn't lie, little one."
"But you always lie." The younger boy said, turning
his head to the side.
"I do?" The older one raised his elegant eyebrows
questioningly. His younger brother turned back slowly, meeting his gaze. "Yeah...
you said you'll teach me new shuriken techniques but you never did. You always
say 'next time' but you never keep your promise."
"...Then, I'll teach you one when you're fully recover,
alright?"
"Really!?" The younger one brightened. "Promise?"
"Really. Promise."
"Nii-san..."
"Hmm?"
"I love you."
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His body clock rang, waking him up automatically. It was
morning already. Sasuke snapped his eyes open, revealing two obsidian orbs yet
as soon as they took in the sight before him, they instantly bled red like
blood.
"Still want to kill me?" Itachi smirked, not even
bit intimidate under the intense gaze of the Sharingan. "You seem to be
strong enough to try." His hand reached out to grab some of the long black
locks, bringing them to his lips. "Or maybe you just want another round."
"You bas-" The rest of the word was cut off as the
S rank criminal tugged at the chain and crushed their lips together to silence
him. "I told you to stop calling me that." The older Uchiha said, lowering
his eyelashes as he pinned his brother to lie back the bed. Sasuke glared
heatedly back at him. "I can kill you now."
The chain on Sasuke's neck broke suddenly. The hard metal
shattered into pieces--some falling on the sheet and some on the floor with a
clink sound. Yet the older Uchiha didn't seem to be surprised. "With what,
little brother?" He asked, his nail tracing the wound on the younger boy's
right shoulder. "You're still bleeding."
"Why do you care?"
...You still lie.
"Any doujutsu doesn't work with me."
You always lie.
"Why should I believe you?"
"You can try but as I've told you, it's worthless. You're
wasting your chakra uselessly." The older Uchiha eyed him knowingly, cupping
his chin with one of his hands. "When you should save it...for your
special blond friend."
On hearing that, the younger Uchiha's eyes widened.
"I'll come back for you, Sasuke. I promise."
Naruto!?
"Why do you care? Akatsuki wants the Kyuubi anyway."
"...I don't care of what Akatsuki would do." Itachi
said, one finger trailing down his brother's jaw line, down his neck, and then
stopped at the very base.
"Why?" Sasuke asked. His voice sounded vague and
utterly soft. Something he didn't meant it to come out like. It made him sound
so vulnerable.
"..."
Itachi said nothing as he got off his little brother and
picked the one of the two food trays the maids had brought him earlier when
Sasuke was still asleep up, handing it to Sasuke. "Eat, little brother."
"..."
"It isn't poisoned." Itachi added as his brother
denied to take the tray from him. He brought one spoonful of food to the boy's
lips. "Eat."
Sasuke scowled and took the spoon from Itachi, along with
the tray. "I can eat by myself."
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"Are you alright?"
"Urgh...my head." The chestnut haired man shook
his head as if to get rid of the terrible headache. Shiki eyed her twin
worriedly. It's all because of that brat. "Are you alright?" She
asked again.
Shiryuu shook his head again and looked up, his violet eyes
narrowing dangerously. "Where's that brat?"
Shiki smiled slightly, seeing that her brother was alright. But
soon her smile faded. "Uchiha Itachi has him."
"What?"
Shiki sighed. Even though her brother had never spoken of
his secret lust for Uchiha Itachi, she knew. And it wouldn't be good telling
him the very detail Kisame had told her. The shark-like man was never fond of
her brother but at least he was rather nice to her in a way. Well, it was 'nice'
as in the degree of alliance not that 'nice.'
"It seems Uchiha Itachi want to take care of his
brother himself." She said, choosing the words carefully.
"That bastard...he didn't do anything but got the prize."
Shiryuu seethed. "What's so special of him!?"
Prize? Shiki's eyes
widened as she heard that. Yes, that boy looks so much like Uchiha Itachi. No
doubt Shiryuu's... She frowned. At this rate, her brother's obsession for
the Uchiha prodigy was more than just unhealthy. It was devastating and might
lead to his downfall some days.
"Forget that." Shiki said, trying to change the
topic. "Boss's having important guests and a big party will be held
tonight. And he wants everyone to attend."
Shiryuu raised his eyebrows. "Everyone?"
"No exception."
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"Tonight?"
"Yes. But it isn't expected that they haven't known we're
going to strike." Tsunade said. "They know but this is the most
appropriate time. It'll be easier to sneak in." She watched the blond boy's
lips quirked into a big smile--a confident one as he got everything ready. She
frowned.
"Naruto..."
"Yeah?" The kitsune boy turned.
"Since you insist on going, you should make sure they
don't know it's you."
Naruto grinned cheekily. "Don't worry. I have an idea."
Tsunade sighed. It wasn't that she didn't trust the boy but...she
was still worried. "The other ANBUs will wait outside. Escape as fast as
possible in case anything happen. Remember, we are there to rescue Sasuke not
to fight them."
TBC
I had a hard time writing this without making the characters
too OOC but it turned out that they are still OOC anyway. Yeah...my name isn't
Masashi Kishimoto. What do you expect from me? :P
Closing quote: "Sasuke is hot. Itachi is even hotter. And
putting them together, you've got a massive nosebleed." XD
Review pretty please.
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