Dangerously Beautiful

Chapter 9 Dropped Kakashi swiped the cool, damp cloth over his young student's forehead, touching his cheek to make sure his fever was dwindling. Sasuke let out a long groan, his black eyes fluttering open slowly to see his caring Jounin boyfriend leaning over him wa sma smile on his face. "Ka... ka..." the youngest Uchiha mumbled exhaustedly, his chest rising and falling quicker as he remembered who had put him in this situation. "Itachi!" Sasuke yelled, bolting up where he sat and breathing heavily. His gray-haired teacher raised a curious eyebrow, "What?" he asked, once again touching the young teen's cheek to make sure he still didn't have some sort of illness. Sasuke rubbed hid aching head, trying to think up an excuse, "Uh, well... I must have been having a dream." He explained, wiping the accumulating wetness of his forehead and sighing, "W-what happened to me?" Kakashi ignored his young student's question and leaned forward, wrapping his long arms around Sasuke's shoulders, his body visibly shaken, "Please Sasuke, please be more careful with yourself. When Naruto brought you , I , I tried to pretend I wasn't worried, that I knew you would be alright, but... I was worried..." he whispered, pressing his body harder onto the young Uchiha's and letting out a tired sigh. It had been a long morning. The youngest Uchiha nodded, pulling back to look Kakashi in the eye, "I know, I know... It's just... I got so angry after..." he became instantly silent. His black eyes focused on his own hands, a cold sweat falling from his face at his paranoid thoughts. He couldn't believe he would even consider it a possibility, but what if Kakashi was still in love with Itachi? What would happen if Sasuke accidentally let it leak that he was in Konoha, would the Jounin forget all about him and go back to the one he loved first. Sasuke was too scared of that horrible possibility to risk it. Silently he leaned forward and pressed his cold, trembling lips onto his teacher's, feeling their inviting warmth and letting out a long breath. The young Uchiha had to feel that there was still an amount of caring there, that those lips weren't forced to be there. Slowly he pushed forward, his small hands cradling the sides of the Jounin's face as the kiss deepened. Kakashi touched the boy's hands and pulled their kiss apart, placing his own countless kisses on Sasuke's cheeks and forehead, staring into his eyes deeply for a long while before his student spoke up, "Can you stay with me for a while?" he questioned, a little embarrassed at how clingy he had become lately to the gray-haired Jounin. But he couldn't help it, every time he thought of being alone again; he needed to feel his instructor's comforting presence closer to him. The young Jounin nodded, tucking Sasuke back into his sheets and pressing his head to the pillow almost like he was forcing him to get some sleep, "Your curse is still activated, you should try to get some rest until it disappears..." he explained cal tak taking the young teen's hand in his own and sitting by his own bedside, though his own eyes drooped. Sasuke watched as Kakashi fell asleep before he did, his black eyes wandering his form with a smile. He really did love him... maybe the youngest Uchiha was just over exaggerating his paranoid thoughts about Itachi. After all, Kakashi had reminded him before that if he really wanted to be with Itachi, then he would be with him, right? But he was with Sasuke now. But somehow,mattmatter how many times he reminded himself of that fact, it still didn't sink in fully. And today especially there was an overwhelming uneasiness welling up in his stomach. Putting all those troubling thoughts behind him, Sasuke drifted into sleep, his dark eyes almost assuring the last thing he saw before he faded off was Kakashi's hand over his own. Itachi walked the nearly ghost-like streets of Konoha, wondering how such a normally lively and upbeat town could look so dismal and depressing when it was nearly the afternoon hours. He checked his long flowing shadow to figure it was about five, maybe six in the afternoon now. The skies above his head certainly didn't show it, as the formerly blue skies were overcome with a sickening gray, puffs of steam and smoke arising from the restaurants around him, the smell of rank food clogging in the air and hanging. It was almost an omen for his plan. He let out what was closest to a laugh he could manage, "I wonder if Kisame had figured out I sent him miles away with a replication yet..." From behind him, the eldest Uchiha heard a loud, childish voice calling his name, "Itachi! Itachi!" He spun around angrily to see that damn blonde following him, running to catch up with his mediocre walk. He wanted to stab that brat for calling his name so openly in public; didn'tknowknow he was a wanted man? Naruto soon caught up with Itachi, bending at his stomach and taking several long breaths, "Itachi..." he muttered, looking up at him with strained blue eyes. The eldest of the Uchiha name suddenly grabbed the kid by his orange jumpsuit and slammed him into the nearby wall, "What the Hell is wrong with you? Don't you know anything? I'm wanted in Konoha, don't go calling my name like I'm your best friend or anything..." he muttered, releasing the boy alloallowing him to fall the few inches to the damp ground below his feet. Naruto nodded, scratching the back of his blonde scarresrresponsibly, "I'm sorry, I just wanted to tell you... Sasuke is all right, I brought him to someone and he's getting better." He explained, hoping to at least bring a sigh of relief or some kind of relaxation to the young Uchiha. "Like I care." The young fox's pearl blue eyes shot open at such a rude comment, about his own brother no less, fists gathered at his side furiously. "Itachi, he's your..." his voice faded as his head was thrown into a different mindset, feeling Itachi's pale hands wander through his thick hair and feeling the Uchiha's long ponytail fall over the young ninja's shoulders, his black bangs nuzzled into Naruto's neck. From apparently out of no where in particular, Itachi spoke, closing his eyes and feeling something very familiar on the boy, a sense, a smell, perhaps small traces of chakra. Either way, it felt very comforting. Curiously he asked, "Do you... know someone named Kakashi?" Naruto pulled away from the strange, rushed, and desperate touches he was receiving, "Why would you ask such a weird question, Itachi?" Again he was quieted by the eldest Uchiha's wandering hands, the blonde now realizing just how vulnerable he was to these wonderful sensations, as he could not even remember what he had just been talking about. There was something magically amnesiac about being felt by Itachi. Itachi held the blonde kind closer to his body, trailing kisses down the side of his bronzed neck and finally rising to meet up with the boy's innocent eyes, pressing his lips to Naruto's own and watching as they drifted closed at the feeling. The eldest Uchiha's chest ached deeply at how much he would be hurting someone who shouldn't have even been involved in this situation, but every time he saw him-namely the Hidden Leaf band over his forehead, all he wanted to do was destroy him. In an attempt to curb his emotions, Itachi pulled back and grabbed the forehead protector that haunted him, pulling it gently off of the blonde's head and handing it to him, placing kisses on his now bare skin above his eyebrows. "Listen, Naruto... after 'it's' all over, we can get away from Konoha soon." "But..." Naruto interrupted, staring up at the taller boy and seeing the blood red Sharingan staring back at him menacingly. Even so he decided to speak, "I don't want to leave Konoha, I like it here. I'm going to be the next Hokage, so I have to stay here..." he muttered quietly, looking around him to the wondrous splendor that was this tiny town. Itachi let out a stunted laugh and patted the young teen on his soft blonde head. "Itachi, what is the 'it' you're talking about?" Naruto questioned, raising a confused eyebrow and staring at his own feet. What could the eldest Uchiha be talking about, what was he planning to do? After a few minutes of passing silence, the hesitant blonde decided to look up. He took in a shocked breath at what he saw, of what sudden image flashed quickly in his mind, Itachi standing before him like he was now, but his black robes and other underclothing were soaked in blood, even his pale skin had strange blotches of dripping crimson as if he had brutally torn someone apart. His chin quivered as he backed away from the disturbing picture in his mind. What was causing him to see this terrible scene? He didn't have the guts to stay and figure it out. Quickly he dashed away from the sickening image he had seen of Itachi, running down the unpopulated streets of Konoha, his breath ragged and his eyes constantly staring back at the shrinking stature of his rival's brother in the distan Unf Unfortunately for him, he wasn't paying very much attention as to where his short legs led him. Naruto was stopped firmly in his tracks as he ran into a tall figure in front of him, his blue eyes trailing up to see familiavy bvy bpantpants and a green army style jacket, too light to be a Jounin, probably a Chuunin, and trailing his eyes further up to see a tanned face coupled with a puff of brown hair and a long scar across the young man's nose. Caringly the Chuunin touched his student's back, "Oh, Naruto... What's wrong? You seem so distracted lately..." before he could finish his thoughts, he felt the boy's small arms wrap around him, his head bury itself into Iruka's chest. Iruka knelt down so he was about the same height level as the blonde boy and sighed, pulling him closer and holding the quivering mass of Naruto before him, "Naruto, whatever's bothering you... I'm sure it will turn out all right." He assured, not even aware of how dangerous the situation truly was. Sasuke yawned, looking outside his window and seeing the sun had already set, though it was hard to tell through the gray clouds that lingered close to the ground. The young Uchiha sat up, looking back at his curse seal and noticing the rest of the markings on his body had finally disappeared. He let out a long sigh, finally realizing what a troublesome and deadly thing this curse could be. Last time his curse had raged out of control, it could quickly vanish, this time it took him several hours for it to disappear again. He swallowed the lump in his throat and peered over to the kind Jounin at his side, seeing he was still firmly holding his hand. "Okay, now I know I've been worrying over nothing..." he whispered, reaching over to Kakashi and touching his long gray locks, noticing how exhausted he looked, probably from looking after him and worrying about him for so long. The youngest Uchiha placed a grateful kiss on his teacher's cheek and pulled the sheets off of himself. His entire body ached from the effects of the curse, but he struggled to stand anyway, pushing by Kakashi's side and stretching his arms in the air, trying to be as quiet as possible as he sneaked out of the house, knowing he still had to talk to Naruto until he had fully convinced him to stay away from Itachi. Suddenly though he felt a hand grab his arm, a lazy voice behind him asking, "Where are you going?" Damn, Kakashi had woken up. Sasuke sighed, looking at his concerned instructor with caring dark eyes, "I'm sorry, Kakashi. It's just... I really need to talk to Naruto about something... I'll be back really quick..." "No." The young Uchiha was taken aback at how strictly Kakashi had spoken to him. "What?" he asked, a little dumbfounded. Kakashi rubbed his aching eyes, still holding his young student by the arm, "Every time you leave, you seem to get in trouble... I can't just let you wander off again..." he explained rather logically, after all, it seemed lately it was Sasuke's mission to get himself into trouble. Sasuke stared at his own bare feet, seeing his blue sandals across the room, "I know, but..." The gray-haired Jounin stood, wrapping his arms around the dark-haired boy and sighing, "When Naruto brought you in, you were passed out, you're stomach was badly bruised and your face was bleeding, not to mention your left hand which was cut up so bad we thought we might have to bring you to the hospital. I kept blaming myself that I didn't do enough top yop you from going..." Sasuke nodded, understanding how he felt, "I know, Kakashi. But I promise I won't get in trouble this time, I'm just going to Naruto's house, and coming right back." He swore, staring into Kakashi's worried eyes and smiling widely. The gray-haired Jounin cocked his head and groaned, thinking to himself as to whether he should allow him to go or not-after all, he had been through worse and always seemed to pull right out of it. "Well, I guess... Just go to Naruto's house and come right back, got it?" he demanded, making sure to see his student nod before allowing him to go. Sasuke jogged out into Kakashi's hallway, making his way to the door and heading over to the young blonde's home, hoping Itachi wasn't going to be there, and even more hopefult het he could control his temper if he was. Quickly the young Uchiha sprinted through the streets, on his way to the opposite side of town, where the young fox's home was located. He let out a long breath as he hurried to his rival's house, his mind filled with a thousand thoughts, mostly about why he had been so worried that Kakashi would suddenly run off with Itachi and leave him completely alone again. Now that he said it out loud he realized how silly it was-after all, Itachi had not left Konoha under good terms, and most likely he wouldn't ever want to even see Kakashi again. He touched his forehead and laughed, "What was I thinking?" Itachi loomed dangerously outside of Kakashi's dwelling place, standing with his hands crossed over his chest and staring at that house. He had been there so many times before, but this time it felt different. Unlike five years ago when he would run away to his home and use it as a safe escape or sanctuary, this time he was frightened to even enter into it. But, he had to, if he was ever going to put this terrible town behind him, he would have to eliminate the one he had left back. Holding a sharpened kunai at his side, the eldest Uchiha stepped forward, making his way to the door with a definite goal in his mind. "I won't be reminded of this place anymore." Kakashi decided to take back his bed when his young boyfriend was gone, climbing into it comfortably and letting out a long sigh. It had been a while since he felt like he could sleep so calmly. He stretched his arms above his head like a kitten and yawned, pulling the sheets over his clothed body and allowing his eyes to shut firmly. He was sure if Sasuke came home before he woke up he could fix himself dinner, maybe even cook dinner for the both of them. The gray-haired Jounin licked his hungry lips in anticipation. Suddenly he heard an eerie set of footsteps on his creaky living room floor, listening as they slowly made their way down the hallway and stopped right before his bedroom door. "Sasuke, is that you?" he questioned aloud, groaning as he was forced to sit up and stare at the motionless doorway. Itachi grinned, something inside of him clicking on as he became aware of how easy this was going to be. With a simple set of hand symbols, he had transformed exactly to the likeness of his younger brother, right down to the recent injuries and wrappings he himself had instilled upon him. Yes, it was all so simple, he would walk in there disguised as Sasuke and kill whenwhen he slept, tear him to shreds and not leave a piece in tact, making sure he had felt every ounce of pain he had experienced in his life. From around the corner Itachi answered, his body now identical to his brother's, "Yes!" Quietly he turned the corner and entered Kakashi's bedroom, his heart nearly leaping out of his chest at seeing nothing at all had changed since he had left, save for the pictures on his dresser that were formerly of him, were now of Kakashi and his students. Other than that, it was all as he remembered. Itachi nearly fell over, having to catch himself on the doorway to prop himself up as he saw a sleepy, seemingly innocent Kakashi lying on his bed comfortably as if he hadn't a care in the world. It had been so long since they had been this close together, and the eldest Uchiha almost couldn't stand it. There was the one he had fallen in love with, who had cared for him so many times, but no, he couldn't resign himself to those memories, this was also the man who made countless false promises to him, the one who had hurt him multiple times. Kakashi raised an eyebrow, staring at his young student who lingered in the doorway, "What are you doing? I thought you were going to visit Naruto..." he muttered, looking his paranoid boyfriend in the eye carefully, "Why are you just standing in the doorway, you can come in." he said, waving his hand and scooting over on the bedside. Itachi swallowed the accumulating lump in his throat and followed instruction, walking over to the large bed and sitting hesitantly on the side, "I... I decided to visit him tomorrow." He explained in a fumble, unaware of anything his brother planned to talk about with the blonde kid. As he talked, he continued to reach for the kunai in Sasuke's back pocket, wanting to kill Kakashi and get the terrible event over with, so he didn't have to hear his voice again, but something in him couldn't do it, no matter how much strength he could muster. "Sasuke?" Itachi turned to face the Jounin, soon realizing how hard it was to look him in the eye. "Hn?" "You seem a bit dazed... Are you feeling alright?" he questioned, touching Itachi's back, or whom he thought was Sasuke. Immediately Itachi reeled back from his hands and blushed, feeling those touches and having all those nights they had spent together flash back into his mind. For a moment he forgot what he had planned to do here today as the Jounin wrapped his comforting arms around his shoulders and held him closer. The eldest Uchiha could feel tears welling up in his black eyes, reaching forward and holding Kakashi closer. It was hard not to give into these feelings he had welling up inside of him. "Kakashi," Itachi began, his eyes clouded with cascading tears, "I love you." He mumbled, nuzzling into his ex-boyfriend's neck and reminding himself of how soft his skin was, his small hands exploring the gray-haired Jn's n's body, his face, his neck, even feeling his chest through his clothing. It had been so long-too long since he had felt so close to him like this. Kakashi placed a kiss on the boy's head, "I love you too, Sasuke." Itachi clenched angry fists, no, he wasn't Sasuke, he was Itachi dammhe whe was different. Furiously he pounced on the Jounin, running his fingers through his hair desperately, almost hungrily, as if he couldn't survive without touching him. He kissed his cheeks and stared at the elder of the two's eyes, seeing the beautiful Sharingan be had given him and sighing. He really had missed him, even though he couldn't admit it out loud. "Please be with me tonight." Out of Sasuke's lips whispered, though Itachi was under his false form. Itachi still felt the overwhelming emotions of hate and loathing for the Jounin who had left him so vulnerable and broken, but now all he could think of was being with Kakashi one last time. "Please, make love to me," the way you used to, the eldest Uchiha finished the sentence in his mind, ashamed that he had to use his brother's image to be with him, but still satisfied that he could be with his lover one last, wonderful time. Kakashi's eyes widened slightly at the suggestion, "Sasuke, don't your injuries still hurt? Do you think it's okay so soon after..." his words were silenced as the eldest Uchiha pressed his cold lips to the Jounin's own, his tongue slipping out of his mouth and trailing down his chin, the young S-rank criminal suckling on his ex's neck hungrily, giving him small bites and lapping up any wounds he had created. "Please, it hurts..." Itachi mumbled, grabbing Kakashi's hand forcibly and pressing it to his chest so he could feel how his heart was racing. "It hurts without you, Kakashi," he whispered. Kakashi could almost sense something was wrong, something was distinctly different in Sasuke now, besides, where did all this talk of being without him come from? They had seen each other no more than a few moments ago, and yet he acted as if it had been years. Putting all this aside, there was still that loveable quality in Sasuke's eyes he couldn't resist. "Sasuke..." he moaned longingly, leaning forward to touch his short black hair and return a deep kiss. Itachi pressed his hands to the Jounin's chest, wondering why he couldn't feel his long hair falling over his back before remembering he had taken his younger brother's form. He ignored this trivial detail and continued to kiss Kakashi's wet lips, separating themselves for a short second as the eldest Uchiha pulled the instructor's vest off forcefully, tossing it onto the bedpost almost with pinpoint accuracy, as if he had done this dozens of times before. Kakashi lunged at the boy's neck, delivering countless kisses before tugging at the bottom of his shirt, Itachi raising his arms so his tight black shirt could be peeled off of his pale body and thrown to the ground with as much disregard as the Jounin's olive green vest. Itachi insisted his ex remove his own navy blue shirt before he crawled on top of his form like a dominant animal, his black eyes looking so animalistic, like they were craving for the rest of Kakashi's unexposed body. Itachi took his time, his hands wandering Kakashi's pale chest, even rubbing Sasuke's small chest against his teacher's wide, muscled form, feeling the wonderful, sweaty friction it produced and moaning, "Ka... Kashi..." Kakashi took that as a sign something was going right and leaned his head up so his tongue trailed a sloppy circle around the boy's small nipple before taking it into his mouth, sucking gently and giving the occasional bite before assaulting the second nub in the same way. Itachi huffed, his hands propped up on either side of his ex's head as he felt that soft gray hair tickling his neck. It was an amazing feeling. Itachi grabbed the young Jounin's head as if he was strictly taking charge, pushing his head back onto the pillow below him and turning his face away, descending to attack Kakashi's ear with a barrage of licks and bites, twirling his experienced, wet muscle in his pale ear and clenching his teeth over the lobe, pulling at it and growling as if he owned him. Kakashi thought this was all strange behavior from Sasuke, normally his young student was very hesitant and more laid-back, this kind of dominating, strong-willed play seemed more characteristic of Itachi. The gray-haired Jounin now recalled how much he would let the eldest Uchiha take control when they would make love together, knowing how much better the forced sex slave felt when he could easily control the situation. It was weird that Sasuke would suddenly display that kind of pattern. But, in a situation like this, Kakashi didn't have much time for thinking, let alone that much blood flowing to his brain. The young Jounin pulled Sasuke down on top of him the their clothed erections pressed harder against one another, feeling how hard the boy had already become after so little foreplay. "Sasuke, what's gotten into you?" "I... I just want you inside of me, Kakashi, like when..." Itachi trailed off, knowing if he had said anymore it would reveal his true identity. Quieting he fumbled with the young instructor's waistline, tugging on it desperately until they had come down to his knees, revealing formed, beautiful long legs that seemed to go on forever. Itachi wanted to feel every single inch of Kakashi's masterful body, to remember and understand why he had fallen in love with him in the first place. He was beginning to piece it together slowly. "I love you..." Itachi muttered in Sasuke's young body, removing his own shorts and staring down at the Jounin's straining boxer shorts, "Kakashi..." he muttered aloud, finally daring to pull off the gray-haired man's underwear, his own coming second. They were both now completely naked, Itachi reaching over to his arm to make sure this wasn't a wonderful dream, lthe the same dreams that had repeated night after night for five years, where he would see Kakashi and escape with him to some magical oblivion to be together forever. Though he could still feel the fermenting hate boil up inside of him, it was hard not to just close his eyes and enjoy this moment.kashkashi pulled the teen's body closer to his own, kissing his neck and staring into his black eyes for a long minute, both of them losing their words until the eldest Uchiha wrapped his short arms around the Jounin's shoulders, sometimes forgetting that Sasuke's arms were somewhat shorter than his own. "I love you." Kakashi muttered, not mentioning Sasuke's name this time and causing the eldest Uchiha to clutch at his aching chest, feeling his heart skip a beat. It had been so loinceince he had heard that from anyone, he couldn't help the thick tears that fell from his eyes. He covered his face with his hands in an attempt to hide the fact he was weeping. Kakashi kindly reached up to his young boyfriend's face and pulled his hands off, "What's wrong?" Itachi wiped his eyes, "N-nothing..." he muttered, moving to position himself over Kakashi's throbbing member and slowly sheathing the Jounin's long self inside of himself, letting out a slow, pleasurable breath before he had reached the limit of his insides, feeling the swollen tip rub against his pleasurable spot and letting out a shout, "Ahhh, Kaka..." he stopped, his teeth clenching. This definitely felt different from having sex as himself, after all, his younger brother hadn't been stretched nearly as much as he had been after all those times he had been forced into these situations by sickening older men. It was truthfully a little painful as Itachi pulled his ex out and slammed himself down the way he used to, ignoring the shooting pain that traveled up his aching back, not to mention the excruciating ripping of his brother's tight entrance. Itachi trembled as tears gathered in the corners of his eyes, but still he tried to keep up the pace-just to see that satisfying look of ecstasy on Kakashi's face. For a moment he remembered when he used to cause the gray-haired Jounin to make that face every single night, reveling in how wonderful he looked when they were doing these things. "You're so tight..." Kakashi muttered, biting his bottom lip and rag hig his hips to force himself harder into the young boy, listening to the moans that escaped his mouth. "Harder..." Itachi groaned, bending over to nuzzle and coax at his ex boyfriend's supple neck, giving his ear a playful bite as he felt Kakashi answer his pleas, quickening the pace and slamming into his small body with more power and force, until finally he had touched that special place inside of him once again. Itachi rocked his small body over Kakashi's hips, grinding into him and lifting his weight up and falling back down on it again and again. "Ahhhh... ha... ahhh... ah..." Itachi breathed roughly, letting out a growl as he felt the pressure building up inside of his quivering shaft, the caring instructor obviously noticing as habbeabbed Sasuke's short member within his hand, wrapping his long fingers around the slick muscle and pulling upwards, his grip tightening. The eldest Uchiha was struggling to breathe at this point, feeling like he could give up at any moment. Kakashi pushed further inside, rubbing, no pressing against the boy's insides and shuddering, the sweaty Jounin obviously ready to release himself. With a final desperate clutch at Itachi's slicked back, he spilled his essence into him, causing the eldest clansmen to also release himself, spilling his sweet liquid over Kakashi's chest. Itachi reached to pull Kakashi's muscle out of him, falling on top of the gray-haired teacher's form and taking deep breaths. Both of them didn't say a word, until the eldest Uchiha could plainly see the young teacher was fast asleep, or exhausted by the looks of him. Slowly the boy climbed off of the gray-haired man's muscled body and stared at him, his disheveled hair, the sweat that beaded off of his forehead, and his tired, worn body lying so helplessly in front of him. Itachi fixed his abnormally short hair and reached for Sasuke's clothing, quickly dressing and grabbing the kunai holster that had been strapped to the back of his brother's shorts, focusing on the sharpened blades that were piled up inside. Their metallic shine hit his black eyes, encouraging him to continue with his plans. After all, he was so close to his goal, there was the bastard, fast asleep and too fatigued to fightk, ik, it would be all too easy to deliver one fatal blow to his chest and end it all. His life in Konoha would be forgotten forever. He grabbed the kunai nervously in his right hand, stepping over to Kakashi and holding it over his ribcage, watching as it rose and fell with his ragged breathing. Damn, why was this taking so long? He was so close, so close and yet when it came down to it, he couldn't plunge the deadly weapon into his skin. Tears came to his eyes as Kakashi slept soundly, looking so calmed and innocent, like he had descended from heaven. "Mmm..." Kakashi mumbled in his sleep, reaching up to point to his cheek. Itachi already knew exactly what he meant, and leaned over the bedside to place a single kiss on his face. "God damn you Kakashi, I can't kill you..." he muttered, a little disappointed in his current lack of hateful nature. "Damn you..." Sasuke hummed lightly, holding his hands behind his head lazily, wondering if he'd been hanging around Naruto too much to be acting so slack. Besides that, where could that blonde kid be if he wasn't even at his home? The young Uchiha was beginning to feel sorry for himself, knowing he had trekked halfway across town for no reason. "Stupid Naruto..." Sasuke mumbled aloud, his black eyes trailing around his familiar neighborhood. "Where are you...?" he wondered, something inside of his stomach tossing and turning as he thought of what Itachi could have done to him in that short amount of time. He quickly pushed the horrible inclination out of his mind, reasoning that the stupid boy was probably just out ordering some ramen or something... As a matter of fact, perhaps he should have checked the Ichi raku before he returned. No! Sasuke shook his head, reminding himself of the promise he had made to Kakashi, that he would visit Naruto's house and come right back without making any side tracks, and he planned to do just that! The young black-haired ninja was only a few blocks from his teacher's home, wondering if the lazy Jounin had just slept most of the late evening away by now. 'Maybe I should make him some dinner...' the thought crossed his mind before he remembered that he was a terrible cook. He placed his arms crossed behind his head again and continued his long walk back, finally coming upon Kakashi's humble residence. Sasuke's black eyes shot open wide at what he saw sauntering eerily out of the gray-haired Jounin's front door, covered in a black cloak and stepping down the few stairs. Itachi. The youngest Uchiha could feel the disgusting name slithering over his tongue, yet he was unable to say it aloud. Hurriedly he ran over, though Kakashi's words of being aware of those who were stronger than him kept echoing over and over in his head, he didn't listen, heading over with dark, blood red eyes. The two brother's met up at roughly the teacher's doorstep, Itachi looking down at his younger sibling, staring at him for a long while before walking onward. Sasuke cringed at that stare he was given, as it sent chills up his spine. Then he bolted up, why was he exiting Kakashi's home? He hated him, maybe he, maybe he killed him... Sasuke didn't want to think about it but knew it was a definite possibility; after all, the feeling of dread that had come over him when Itachi passed by him was hard to ignore. He turned, watching as the murderous bastard disappeared in the foggy streets of the town and quickly rushing into the house. "Kakashi! Kakashi!" He shouted so loudly his voice already felt hoarse. His heart beat like a jackrabbit as he ran down the hallway, his sandals squeaking on the hardwood floor as he approached the bedroom. He spun around the corner, having to catch himself on the doorway to stop his feet. He ran inside the small room without delay, looking for the slightest bit of blood on his teacher's body. Sasuke took a step back at what he did see, no blood or wounds or anything proving Itachi had attempted to hurt Kakashi, it was quite the opposite. The young Uchiha had to cover his mouth and nose as the overwhelming smell of sex hung in the air, the Jounin laid contcontently on his bed, slicked with sweat and completely naked. He couldn't have... could he? Sasuke could already feel the thick tears that ran from his eyes and fell into his collar. Damn him, he had betrayed him, he had lied from the beginning, all the times they were together he must have just been envisioning Itachi instead. He didn't love him at all; it was all just a terrible lie... The young teen clenched angered fists at his side, "Kakashi, you idiot!" Damn that bastard, he had went behind his back and slept with his own brother, leaving him all alone and disregarding any care for him at all. Sasuke stared at his own feet as he escaped to the outskirts of Konoha, to the thick forests that surrounded the large city, thinking of how stupid he had been all along, how naive he had been for thinking that anyone would prefer the weaker, shorter, obviously less intelligent Uchiha for his older brother. He tore at his leaking tears with his eyes and headed off into the deep recesses of the uncivilized outer rim. Itachi stood for a long time out in the streets, he had been doing that a lot lately, but he couldn't help it. Even five years ago when he lived in this town he used to walk outside whenever he needed to think long and hard about something important. He tapped his foot and leaned his back against a far wall. What had he been doing all this time if his hate for Kakashi was only to that level? He held his head, feeling those same tears return to his red eyes. Suddenly he felt small arms circle around his waist, looking down to see those orange-clad tan arms hugging him from behind. He must have just finished a meal at the Ichi raku or something, because he smelled terribly of cooked pork. Itachi decided to speak up as he felt the boy's head fall onto his back, "Why are you...?" The blonde teen stifled back his tears quietly, trying his best not to anger Itachi as he usually did with his loud voice, "You looked sad..." he explained simply like a young child. The eldest Uchiha almost instantly felt how similar the young fox was to a younger version of his own little brother. "Thanks." Itachi returned gratefully, already feeling his tears begin to subside, "You're a good kid." Okay... It's *whispers* about 1:30 in the morning right now, and my parents have really been getting to me lately about staying up too late, but I managed to complete this chapter b/c I really wanted to have it out on Saturday... So, please review, cause I'm risking my life right now typing this out and submitting it. BTW I included a lemon and more Ita x Naru because it was requested a lot, so review, it makes a difference! - Uchiha Addiction