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You Can't Understand My Pain	By : stephfarrow94 Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2032 -:- 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.

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It took a day and a half for Izuna to arrive back at the town, and as soon as he did, he headed straight to the hospital. He parked and ran to the reception desk, asking for Itachi’s whereabouts. As soon as he was informed, Izuna sprinted to his nephew’s room.
“Itachi-kun!” Izuna exclaimed as he ran through the hospital ward door.
Izuna could barely stop his tears as he looked at his nephew lying in the hospital bed. Bandages were around Itachi’s wrists and blood drips hooked up to him.
“Oh, Itachi-kun…” Izuna whimpered, collapsing to his knees and taking the unconscious boy’s hand gently.
“Otouto…”
Izuna turned at his brother’s voice, finding Madara and Sasuke standing in the doorway.
“Mada-nii…” Izuna sobbed.
Madara frowned and leant down, pulling his brother into a tight hug. “You always were the one to cry over everything…” Madara whispered, trying to lighten the mood.
Izuna sobbed louder at those words and hugged Madara back. “I love you, aniki…”
“I love you, too, Izu…”
The two older brothers looked to their sick nephew, both crying at the sight. It was unbearable to see him lying there because he had tried to kill himself.
“Nii-san, you need a rest…” Izuna whispered, looking at his brother’s stressed face. “Go stay with Hashi-san and Tobi-kun and I’ll stay with Ita-kun.”
Madara nodded - he desperately wanted to argue, but he knew that he needed a break.
“Sasuke-kun will stay,” Madara said softly. “He wants to stay with his aniki.”
Izuna nodded and looked to Sasuke, who was still standing in the doorway, tears running down his cheeks.
“I love you, too, Sasuke-kun…” Izuna whispered. “Please… Never follow your brother’s examples.”
Sasuke sniffed back tears and nodded, joining the hug. “I won’t… I love you, too, Izuna-oji-san…”
“Go call Hashi-san, aniki.” Izuna said, touching his brother’s face. “The sooner you leave, the better.”
“Okay…” Madara left the room, grabbing his phone from his pocket. He dialled the Senju’s number.
Izuna sat down on the chair beside Itachi’s bed, reaching out and stroking the younger Uchiha’s hair. He allowed Sasuke to climb up onto his lap. He hugged the young boy, listening to Sasuke’s quiet sobbing.
Itachi was still asleep, and it didn't look like he would be waking up any time soon.
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“I don't understand where I went wrong with him…” Madara mumbled that night at the dinner table.
Hashirama sat across from Madara and was listening to everything that the Uchiha was saying carefully. He knew Madara was in a time of need.
“Madara-kun,” Hashirama said gently, “I honestly doubt that this is your fault. You know that Itachi-kun doesn't open up to anyone about anything. It could’ve been anything that caused this.”
Madara nodded sadly, wiping at his wet eyes. “Oh, Hashirama-san…”
Hashirama’s younger brother, Tobirama, sat on the other end of the table, eating quietly, keeping his head down - he knew better than to intrude upon one of Madara and Hashirama’s conversations - especially when it involved Madara’s two nephews.
The younger Senju was silent until his two elders’ conversation was finished just a few minutes later.
“How is Izuna-kun?” Tobirama asked. “Is he well?”
Madara was aware of Tobirama’s crush on his little brother. He couldn’t help but smile. “Izuna is fine, Tobi-kun.”
Tobirama blushed as he nodded. “Tell him I said hello if you see him before I do.”
“I will, Tobi-kun.”
The three were quiet after that, eating in silence. When everyone finished, Hashirama brought out desert and Madara felt himself breaking down again at the mere sight of it. Hashirama had, unfortunately, decided on dango as tonight’s desert. Madara had been instantly reminded of his nephew lying in a hospital bed.
“Madara-kun, I’m so sorry…” Hashirama hugged Madara tightly, trying to cheer him up - he had completely forgotten about Itachi’s liking to dango, and he felt absolutely terrible about upsetting his best friend so badly. “I swear I didn't…”
Madara shook his head, clinging to Hashirama tightly, crying. “Hashi…!”
Hashirama sat with the Uchiha for a few minutes more while Tobirama sat at the table, feeling terrible for the Uchiha. It didn't take much longer for him to get Madara to his feet and begin walking him upstairs.
“I’m taking him to bed, Tobi.” Hashirama explained. “I’ll come back down soon.”
Tobirama nodded and started cleaning the dishes up. He knew that Hashirama was going to stay with Madara tonight in an attempt to cheer him up. He sighed - he didn't like seeing Madara so upset.
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Itachi woke up the next day. He wasn’t happy to see that he was still alive. If anything, he was angry that he had been saved. Izuna and Sasuke were copping Itachi’s anger, and neither of them could understand why he was so angry that he had been saved. Neither of them could understand how someone could just want to die so badly.
Sasuke was currently sitting in his chair, crying, and Izuna was just barely containing his emotions.
“Why couldn’t you have just left me alone to die?” Itachi hissed. “I was so close that time!”
“Itachi-kun…” Izuna sobbed, the dam finally breaking. He rushed forward, pulling his nephew into a hug. “I love you so much, Itachi-kun!”
Itachi made no move to comfort his uncle -- he wouldn’t even speak. It was almost as if he didn’t care that Izuna was hurting so badly because of him.
“Izuna-oji-san?” Sasuke whimpered, sobbing. “I don’t understand…”
“I know…” Izuna whispered back. “…I… I need a rest…”
Izuna gently pried himself from Itachi and kissed his nephew’s cheek.
“Oji-san…?” Itachi had glanced up at his uncle, confusion in his eyes. It was enough to instantly melt away all of his anger. “…What are you doing…?”
“I-I’m sorry, Itachi-kun, but I need a rest!” Izuna sobbed, standing up and pulling Sasuke closer to him.
Itachi’s gaze softened, and Izuna didn’t miss the fear in his eyes. “Don’t leave me…”
Izuna sobbed louder as he pulled Sasuke out of the hospital. When they reached the car, Izuna sat in the driver’s seat, crying hysterically. Nothing Sasuke tried had brought even a tiny bit of comfort to the distraught male.
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“Izuna-oji-san?”
Izuna looked at the doorway to his bedroom a few hours later, finding Sasuke standing there, shifting in uneasiness.
“Izuna-oji-san, may I speak with you?”
Izuna nodded. “Of course you can.”
Sasuke ran into the room. He climbed up onto the bed with his uncle and snuggled in close. “Oji-san, I miss Itachi-nii-san… I love him so much… Like how you love your brother…”
“I know you do, Sasuke…” Izuna wrapped his arms around his nephew. “… I know you do… You both are very desirable young men, Sasuke-kun. I doubt that Itachi-kun would ever love anyone else. You may have a chance.”
Sasuke smiled. “You know – you never told us how you and Madara-oji-san got together.”
“If I tell you, you can’t tell anyone or else Madara could be arrested, okay…?”
“I won’t.” Sasuke promised, turning around on his uncle’s lap so that his legs were spread either side of Izuna and their groins brushed against each other.
“Well, as you know – Madara is ten years older than I am, Sasuke-kun. When I was four, Mada-nii started to bring me into his room so that he could touch me and give me pleasure. He taught me how to pleasure him in return and made sure that I knew not to tell anyone about it. He explained that what we were doing was actually forbidden and that if I told anyone, Madara would get in lots of trouble. He… was always careful to make sure that no blame would ever befall upon me…
“When I got older, Madara-nii-san started to finger me – one finger until I got used to it… When I was seven, I gave my virginity to Mada-nii. Madara made sure that I knew just how much he loved me before we had sex, though.”
“So you pretty much allowed oji-san to molest you because you liked it?” Sasuke whispered, his eyes wide.
“Yes…” Izuna fidgeted in what seemed to be nervousness. “…It’s okay – Madara-nii-san was very gentle and loving and he never forced me to do anything that I didn’t want to do. He always made sure that I wanted it first… Please, don’t judge my brother, Sasuke…”
Sasuke just smiled, disregarding the last sentence. “You must be extremely experienced, then, oji-san.”
“Yes.” Izuna couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief – Sasuke wasn’t judging him or his brother. He laughed. “Madara-nii and I make love every night.”
“I wish my aniki was like Madara-oji-san.” Sasuke frowned. “Then maybe he would know just how much I love him already…”
“No, Sasuke-kun… It’s extremely dangerous… You’d be so young, and if someone found out…”
Sasuke didn’t notice the tears that welled up in Izuna’s eyes as he trailed off. “But aniki and I would be very careful! Aniki would be happy and make love to me! …Oji-san, if I can get aniki to love me back, will you teach me some of your skills?”
Izuna couldn’t help but laugh. “Well, that depends, Sasuke-kun – I can teach you all about bottoming but Madara-nii-san would need to teach you about being top. I have never topped and I have no desire to.”
Sasuke smirked. “You love being dominated. I have to go. Thanks for talking to me, oji-san.”
“Anytime.” Izuna smiled. “Remember – that is our little secret, and don’t tell aniki that I told you, okay?”
Izuna winked at his nephew. Sasuke returned the gesture and hurried to his bedroom, eager on getting his things ready so that he could go into town with his friends.
A/N Don’t kill me on Madara being a paedophile! You’ll see why I did that later on in the story – but if you noticed the hints at Izuna being upset about something when he was talking with Sasuke, you might be able to guess correctly. Virtual cookies for whoever gets it right!
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