The art of sand

A/N: More goodness for my lover Momma Cat :3 Enjoy, I promise more smuttiness next chapter and then I'll get to the plot. I keep saying that, but this time I mean it! >.> I hope.

Chapter15

"Seriously, shut up!" Sasuke screamed as he assaulted Kisame with a pillow.

The older man sat up quickly. His eyes were half closed, but he did look very confused. Sasuke was fuming beside him.

"You fucking snore," Sasuke pointed out harshly.

Kisame yawned and stretched.

"Do not," he mumbled.

Sasuke attacked him with the pillow again. It was two in the morning, and the Uchiha still had not gotten any sleep - more due to the other’s insatiable lust, but the snoring had quickly become unbearable. Sasuke started to climb out of the bed. A strong arm wrapped around his waist and stopped him.

"I don’t think so," Kisame warned.

"Fine. Get off me and I won’t leave until morning," Sasuke groaned.

Kisame smiled happily, and then released his captive. He settled back among his pillows and sheets to fall back to sleep. Sasuke fell back on his own pillow. He was extremely exhausted. If he could just get to sleep without hearing anything, he could probably stay asleep. On the brink of sleep for Sasuke, the snoring ripped through is head again. This time, he jammed his elbow into Kisame’s soft sides and smiled at the yelp of pain. He earned a few more minutes of quiet. The bed was all wrong, though. It was not nearly soft enough; the sheets were made of cheap fabric. Clad only in boxers, Sasuke could feel the itchy material everywhere. His exhaustion would not be relieved quickly in that bed. Yes, the Uchiha boy was a stuck up snob. He waited until the snores started back up before slipping out of the bed. He retrieved his clothing and struggled into it. He was sore all over. How that bastard could still move after hours of being pounded into the mattress, Sasuke had no desire to understand. He slipped from the apartment quietly ten minutes later. He was nice enough to lock the door on his way out.

Sasuke took the time to admire Kisame’s choice of neighborhoods as he walked the streets. The apartment was nice, of course. Kisame had found being Itachi’s business partner quite rewarding. The neighborhood was devoid of thugs, as it had at least one cop patrolling every corner, or so it seemed. Sasuke was walking for almost an hour to get back to the manor. On the way, he had decided to approach Naruto differently when his weekend was over. He had paid too much this time to be denied his (self proclaimed) kitsune. He smirked at his choice of pet name. The little whisker marks on the blonde’s face did indeed resemble those of a fox. Sasuke vaulted over the concrete walls around the back of the manor. Itachi was not likely to answer the gates. His aniki most likely had someone over. Why else would he turn down an invitation such as that Kisame had been giving? Sasuke stayed quiet while entering the manor. He snickered when he heard noises from all the way downstairs and on the other end of the manor. Sasuke silently prayed Itachi was taking it hard up the ass at the moment. Bastard deserved it.

Sasuke’s curiosity won over when he passed the closed door that belonged to his brother. He heard a few muffled moans. They could have belonged to anyone. Sasuke thought back to the previous time he had let curiosity win. That pink haired bitch that was always bothering him had ended up tussling with Itachi and not him. The look of shock when Sasuke kicked open the door had been priceless. Many satisfying dreams of her pain had come of that sight. Sasuke gently cracked the door. He wondered which fan girl had come to pay a visit this time. His eyes widened and he dropped the bag he held loudly. The silver-haired man paused in his ministrations. Sasuke backed into the wall across from the door.

‘Please don’t come out here. Dear God, don’t come out here,’ his frantic mind pleaded.

Itachi threw open the door to find his otouto sitting against the wall in shock. Kakashi hid behind the door and his mask. Itachi frowned.

"Where is Kisame?" He demanded.

"G-gomen. He snores. I’m going to bed," Sasuke managed after a few moments.

He scrambled to his feet and started down the hall. He quickly found himself trying to walk on air as he was lifted up by his shirt. He turned to see a one-eyed smile. Or, at least he guessed it was a smile. Hard to see anything under a mask.

"Feeling adventurous tonight?" The man asked.

Sasuke was not sure who he was talking to. Regardless, the man was dragging Sasuke into the room. Itachi followed apparently bored with the situation.

"L-let go!" Sasuke yelled. "Aniki, tell him to let go!"

"I don’t think I will. You still owe me. And Kakashi-kun seems to want a little fun,’ Itachi’s voice was icy.

"I have to get up early. And I have that study date," the younger brother protested.

"Oh yes, you do. I do believe that slipped my mind. Father needed us after school."

Sasuke winced as he was thrown on the bed. He opened his eyes to glare at Itachi. Itachi shrugged and shut the door. Sasuke looked to Kakashi. The older man betrayed no emotions. He simply wanted to see what the youngest Uchiha would do next. Sasuke looked back to Itachi. His brother had made no moves to cover himself and was now standing in front of Sasuke. The look in his brothers eyes told Sasuke everything, yet he had to ask.

"If… If I do this, I don’t have to go?" He whispered.

"Good otouto," Itachi ruffled his hair.

Sasuke looked away from the men but nodded. Itachi pushed him back on the bed and gently began undressing him.

"Its been awhile hasn’t it, Sasuke-chan?"

Sasuke’s face turned red as his covered skin hit cold air. When Itachi was done with the bottom clothing, Kakashi helped sit Sasuke up to remove his shirt. Kakashi rubbed Sasuke’s shoulders seductively.

"You probably owe your brother more than you realize," Kakashi murmured into the delicate ear.

Sasuke shuddered. The hot breath on his ear made his body betray his mind. Itachi grabbed Sasuke’s hair roughly.

"This can go very smoothly, Sasuke-chan. Just be a good boy," he instructed.

Sasuke nodded obediently. Just as long as that hot breath and that pain did not go away, they could do whatever they wanted.