Unnatural

Chapter 2 Almost Falling Itachi rubbed his aching head for a short while, his vision stillittlittle blurry from having his dark eyes closed for such a long while. Curiously he stared at his own pale hands, looking down to see his leg bound in a tight cast and hung from the gurney above him. Finally he returned his gaze to the boy by his bedside, knowing he had somehow gotten off-track. "Oh, I'm sorry... I don't remember you..." he muttered embarrassingly, scratching the back of his scalp and feeling the tight bandages that were wrapped around his forehead. Sasuke was nearly frozen in place, his black eyes almost falling out of his head, and he could do nothing but stare blankly at his older brother. Did he really forget absolutely everything from their past? Had he really lost all of those memories so quickly? He took in a long breath, "W-what do you remember?" he asked, curious to know how much he did know. His older brother scratched at the back of his neck, "I... don't really remember anything..." he said, playing with his own black hair and looking at his purple nails with a smile. Why would he ever paint his nails purple? He just didn't know. The eldest Uchiha peered over at Sasuke, who looked so shocked and surprised that he couldn't even move, "What is your name?" The youngest of the clan wiped at his own eyes with his fingers, wondering why he was suddenly crying like this, "S-Sasuke." He answered quietly. "Sasuke... Sasuke... Sasuke..." Itachi continued to repeat his name aloud, his black eyes looking up at the ceiling as if he was lost in his own thoughts, "I'm sorry, I don't remember that name at all." Sasuke stared at his older brother, the only other person in the entire world who was part of the Uchiha clan, and the only person from his family he had left. He looked over his body, seeing that broken leg surrounded in a hard, gauze, the rest of his body covered in the papery sheets of the hospital, the few cuts and bruises bandaged up a few days ago, finally reaching his brother's blank stare. The youngest Uchiha knew he was telling the truth, that he honestly didn't remember anything about his traumatic past, about all he had done, all the people he had brutally killed. Sasuke knew he had to sort out his thoughts, holding his hand up and muttering, "Give me a minute..." His older brother grinned, nodding compliantly. The young avenger stepped out into the hallway, shutting the door behind him quietly. He had to lean his back against the wall behind him so he wouldn't faint and fall over. He was virtually unable to think, his mind too overwhelmed with swarming thoughts and questions. His breath became ragged as he closed his eyes, attempting to arrange everything that had happened. "What should I do...?" he asked aloud, slamming a single fist into the wall behind him. In fact there were few options for him to choose, one of them being to explain to Itachi everything, that he was his brother, that he was a wanted criminal who had murdered countless people in cold blood and hardly even regretted it, that Sasuke's one and only goal in life had been to end his life as well. The youngest Uchiha felt the tears cascading down his pale cheeks, knowing he could never tell him all that, not when he had been given a second chance to have his brother back, not when the Itachi he had seen only a few seconds ago looked so innocent unknowing of what terrible things he had done in his life. He couldn't take away that bittersweet happiness from his older brother, even if it meant he had to lie to him. "That's what I'll do... I'll just tell him he's my older brother, that we are the only piece of our family left..." Sasuke began to think aloud, knowing if the two of them did rn ton to the Uchiha residence, over the years Itachi's room had not even been changed, simply left the way it was when he had escaped five years prior. He nodded, it had been decided, that was what he was going to tell Itachi-that he was his younger brother, and they would return to their ordinary lives as siblings. It was then that Sasuke's heartbeat sped up suddenly, forcing him to kneel down on the ground, feeling the blood in his body become excessively warmer. Maybe... maybe he didn't even have to tell Itachi they were brothers, or even related at all. The youngest Uchiha thought back to the time his brother had said he was sick and disgusting for having feelings for him, the mere thought sending a cold chill up his spine. There was no way he could handle that rejection again. "No, it's wrong, wro wrong... I have to tell him the truth..." he murmured, knowing that would be the right and moral thing to do. Sasuke grabbed at his chest through his clothing, eyes watering solemnly, he knew it was wrong, but it was also wrong for whatever powers in the heavens ruled this land to make him so attracted to his own brother, the one person in the world he couldn't possibly be with. There were far too many taboos in that relationship. Would Sasuke be doomed to a lonely, incomplete life because the gods felt like royally screwing him over? He held his aching head in his hands, thinking it over about a thousand times before he finally came to a decision. The youngest Uchiha reached for the door, determined now to stick with the decision he had firmly made, and stepping inside, pulling the door closed behind him and heading morbidly over to Itachi's side, taking his usual seat in the chair perched next to his hospital bed and remaining quiet for a long while. Itachi's chest ached at seeing the boy next to him in this condition, had loosing his memory really upset him this much? Guilt welled up inside of him as he knew he could do nothing to make him feel better. Suddenly the older, broken Uchiha felt a cold, small hand grip his own tightly, turning to see Sasuke's trembling fingers meld within his own. The younger boy let a hesitant smile spread across his lips, "Are, are you feeling all right, Itachi?" he asked in a whisper, never wanting to let go of that strong, comforting hand that seemed to overwhelm his own. Itachi smiled nervously, letting out a small laugh, "My body's a little sore, but otherwise..." he stopped, reang wng what the younger teen had just said, "I-Itachi? Is that my name?" he asked, repeating it in his head and knowing eves ows own name and origins were a complete mystery to him. Every time he even attempted to remember what had happened prior to him waking up in this hospital, there seemed to be a giant, towering black wall that cut him off from the rest of his memories. He knew he couldn't possibly access them when the injury to his head had so clearly taken them awayckincking them in a safe place he could never get to. Sasuke felt the tears returning to his eyes again, unable to control their flow, "I'm glad." He responded quietly, knowing his brother was safe. Without any words between them, the younger Uchiha stared into those dark, depthless eyes his brother had, seeing so much of what he used to love about him in those unanswering eyes. Though he was the most talented in the clan, and had been considered the genius of the family for many years of his life, that had nothing to do with why Sasuke had fallen in love with him, even as a young child. There was something so caring and beautiful in his eyes, that every time Sasuke peered into them, he felt complete, he felt so safe. The gods had truly given him a second chance. Itachi turned away from the invasive gaze, a slight blush coming to his cheeks, "I-I'm sorry, I still don't mbermber you... I really am trying to remember anything that happened before today, but I just can't..." he said, almost apologizing for something that was very out of his control. Sasuke shook his head, leaning forward nervously and cupping his older brother's face in his hands, his own cheeks flushing furiously. "I'm glad." He muttered, swallowing the accumulating lump in his throat and finally deciding to go for it. Sweat beaded down his forehead as he pushed himself forward more, finally feeling his cold, reluctant lips touch his brother's. Sasuke could not help but close his eyes at the comforting feeling of kissing Itachi, like he had always dreamed about, ing ing his brots ths thin lips crash against his own and letting out a fantastical sigh. After so long, he had finally done what he had always wanted. The young teen pulled his lips back, his mind swirling in his head as he stared at his brother's rather shocked expression. Sasuke couldn't stand it any longer, he had gotten that sweet taste of the only person he had ever loved in his mouth, and now he needed more. Itachi struggled to say something before his own lips were captured by the teen's once again. Sasuke let out a low moan, opening his mouth and letting his slick tongue run against his brother's lips before he was finally granted entrance. The eldest Uchiha looked so nervous and uncomfortable, not really understanding any of this, completely unable to remember the realm of their relationship. Did the two of them usually do things like this, even with their differing ages, even though they were both male? Slowly Itachi allowed himself to loosen up, parting his lips and allowing the boy's smooth tongue to run against his own, their muscles dancing together for a long time, Sasuke allowing his fingers to dig into his big brother's hair, tracing his small fingers over his ears before finally pulling back. Itachi blinked a few times, touching his warmed-over lips and staring back up at the young teen boy, "Wh-wh..." he stuttered, unable to correctly form a sentence. Sasuke smiled, placing another small peck on Itachi's cheek, "Itachi, you're my boyfriend, you don't remember that? Well, it doesn't matter, just as long as you're safe." He muttered, wrapping his young arms around his brother's shoulders and crying into his shoulder, "I was so worried about you." He said, his voice muffled in Itachi's thin hospital gown, knowing at least that last statement was not a lie. His elder brother raised a curious eyebrow, wrapping his strong arms around who he was told was his boyfriend and rubbing his back to stop his weeping, something about that cry making him feel so uncomfortable, like he would do anything just to make him stop bawling. Overall though, he felt something so familiar about the boy, like he had known him for years, "We... we are lovers...?" he asked quietly, still unable to believe it. Sasuke pulled back, wiping away at his tears, "Yes. Listen, you should get some rest, it's getting late and your body needs it." He instructed, pulling his brother's sheets up over his shoulders and grinning, unable to stop smiling since Itachi had awoken from his long sleep. The youngest Uchiha wandered over to the doorway, hitting the lights and heading back over to his brother's side. He couldn't believe it, after all these years of knowing Itachi abhorred him for having such wrong and sickening feelings, that they would never be more than competing enemies, it felt good to be able to sit next to his side and watch him fall asleep, like when they were close brothers. Sasuke touched Itachi's cheek lightly, noticing the smile that came to his brother's face. He would have never been able to make him smile before the accident. "I love you..." Sasuke managed to squeak out, remembering the strict refusal and disgust his brother had first replied with when he had told him that. He only hoped this new, kinder and more caring Itachi would reply differently. Itachi's eyes fluttered closed, his body already half-asleep as he thought of how he should respond, since he wasn't even sure he loved the boy named Sasuke, it was all so new. Nervously he smiled, "I don't really remember, but, I'm sure I love you too." The youngest Uchiha's mind was at ease upon hearing those simple words. For the first time in his life, he felt as if his happiness might be more attainable than he thought. Just as he began to fade off into sleep, he heard the Anbu guards posted outside of Itachi's door changing shifts, marching through the hall and sending whispers back and forth between each other, most likely aboutt tht they were to do if the dangerous S Rank criminal were to attack them without warning. Sasuke tried to ignore their bothersome voices, leaning forward and taking a comfortable area on the side of the hospital bed to lay his head, letting out a slow sigh as he felt Itachi's fingers rake through his hair as he fell asleep. His older brother could feel him purring softly under his touch, smiling widely as he too began fading off. 'Damn, it's frustrating not to be able to remember anything about this kid... especially when he's so cute...' he thought to himself, attempting to recall anything from his past. His temples began to throb as he tried to think, knowing it was nearly impossible for him to get around that towering black wall that separated him from his memories. Maybe it was for the best though, as the black wall he had been picturing in his mind began to pulse and bleed from the crevices. Itachi immediately pulled back, sure that he did not want to discover what had happened in his past. The eldest Uchiha still felt pretty guilty, wanting to do everything he could for the young teen, the only one who had been at his bedside when he woke up, the only one who seemingly cared enough for him to wait. Sasuke gathered small fists in his sleep, shifting a little in his chair and grinning, "Mmm... Itachi..." he moaned quietly. Itachi ran his slender finger's over Sasuke's cheek before falling asleep himself, entirely content with feeling the warmth of another person next to him as he drifted off. It was at least late afternoon when the two brothers awoke the next morning, theitemitement of yesterday's activities tiring the both of them out. Sasuke turned in his sleep, still feeling his older brother's hand in his hair and sighing, not really prepared to wake up yet. In fact, it was Itachi's grumbling stomach that had woken both of them up with a start. The eldest Uchiha blushed, sitting up in his hospital cot and holding his hands to his crying belly. Sasuke let out a little laugh, "I'll go get you some break-" he stopped, checking the small clock on the wall, "well, lunch..." he muttered, standing to go out into the hospital cafeteria and buy his brother whatever looked most edible. The young teen stopped, feeling Itachi's hand clutch onto his wrist instinctively, "Wait," he muttered, forcing himself to pull his left leg out of the hanging gurney, wincing a little at the pain before pulling both of his legs to one side of the bed, "I'm kind of anxious to get out of this bed..." he explained, his black eyes meeting the black eyes of his younger sibling. Sasuke nodded, he understood completely how Itachi felt, after all, he would want to get up out of that stuffy room as soon as possible too. He reached to the far end of the room, grabbing the set of crutches the doctor had given to him in case his brother did wake up, carrying them in his arms. Suddenly he stopped, Itachi wanted to get up and walk around? Maybe... maybe yesterday was all a lie; maybe as soon as Sasuke delivered the crutches to his brother, Itachi would use them to knock the boy unconscious and escape. The dark-haired Genin shivered, how could he have even let that thought enter his mind? Taking the risk with a simple swallow of the lump in his throat, the youngest Uchiha kindly handed the wooden crutches over, even going so far as to help him stand. This was his older brother after all, despite it all; he was still his older brother. No matter how much he had tried to hate him for all the things he had done, he know deep down-he really couldn't. Sasuke edged his brother's legs across the bed, "Careful..." he mumbled, seeing how wobbly he was on his legs. The young teen let out a small yelp as his older brother fell into his arms, both of them sharing a similar blush and laugh. It was hard not to notice they were related. Itachi wrapped an arm around Sasuke's shoulders as he hobbled to the door, the younger of the two kindly opening it for him, revealing the tall Anbu guardians that had been posted outside. The youngest Uchiha skirted by them, making sure his brother got a few steps down the hall before glaring up at the two vultures, "You can go now." The first Anbu shook his head, his arms crossed firmly over his chest, "We were told to watch Uchiha Itachi closely if he woke up. We cannot leave our post so easily." He mumbled, turning to his fellow Anbu soldier and receiving an agreeable nod. Sasuke growled between clenched teeth, "He's not a threat to anyone. He can't even remember his own name," The Anbu appeared skeptical, exchanging glances through the small eye-holes of their masks, the firstatchatching at his chin, "Oh, amnesia? How convenie." ." "He could claim he's forgotten everything and he wouldn't have to face his punishment at all. I've got to say, it is a clever ploy, even for an S Ranking criminal." The second added with a certain amount of contempt, both of them nodding to one another as their young client fumed. Sasuke grumbled, "It's not a ploy! He really doesn't remember anything! Just leave him alone..." he said, almost pleading with them not to upset his brother, more importantly, not to upset the story the young teen had already fed his brother. The Anbu guards shrugged, "I'm glad you fell for it..." the second mumbled, "But we still have to keep a close watch on him, on the both of you now that you seem to be working together..." he explained, walking a few steps between the two remaining Uchiha clansmen. Sasuke could only grumble and accept the fact that because of what Itachi had done in the past, they would always be watched and monitored like prisoners on parole. Angrily he shuffled ahead to his brother's side, latching onto his arm possessively and pulling him right along into the hospital cafeteria. Luckily they didn't receive many strange glances from their fellow patients when they arrived, mostly because without the activated Sharingan, it was hard to tell they were from the Uchiha clan. The two Anbu guards stopped at the door, deciding on that to be their new post, watching the two Uchiha march calmly over to the counter. Itachi stared up at the menu for a long while, unsure of what sounded good, after all he couldn't remember which foods he liked, and which he hated. Sasuke noticed his confused expression and pointed up to the beef curry, "I think you will like that one, it was your favorite food when we were younger." He muttered, ordering two bowls and picking them up at the end of the counter. After that, it was a strange balancing act to hold onto Itachi's side and carry the large tray over. Luckily, Sasuke managed. Itachi slid into the long seat, his younger brother slipping in next to him and offering him a bowl. The S Rank criminal quickly dug in, dipping his beef cuts into the warm sauce and slipping it into his mouth, a grin appearing on his face, "Oh, this is good." Sasuke nodded, "I thought you'd like it." He answered, taking a bite of his side order rice and smirking, "So, you really don't remember anything?" he questioned curiously, the astounding accusations from the two guards still swimming in his mind. His older brother stopped his eating for a second, his chopsticks frozen in his hand, "No, I'm sorry. Whenever I try to remember anything from back then, something stops me... I'm sorry..." he apologized again, unable to escape the overwhelming guilt he felt. Sasuke patted him on the back, "It's all right. I know you're trying..." he assured him. The two soon finished their short meals, placing their bowls on the counter and heading back to their room. Itachi stopped his walk, balancing on his crutches and staring hopefully outside, seeing the wonderful glow and spectacular colors of the setting sun. The eldest Uchiha sighed, looking at his broken leg helplessly. Sasuke held his brother's hand in his own, "C'mon, we have to get you back to your room." He instructed, worried that all this walking around the hospital might harm his mending leg. The young teen pulled on Itachi's arm, feeling his brother standing firmly in place, his dark eyes still staring outside of the window. "Actually, I'd like to take a walk outside..." Itachi muttered in his usual low, rumbling voice, the same voice that had always a w a wonderful chill up Sasuke's spine. "Well, I don't want you to strain yourself on the first day-" Sasuke stopped, looking up to see his brother's dark eyes looking back at him, those beautiful, terrible black eyes he remembered from when he was a child. How could he refuse those caring, dark orbs? Sasuke scratched the back of his neck, holding his older sibling's arm as the two of them headed to the hospital's large yard, the afternoon sun spreading over the large city of Konoha and casting a nostalgic beige tint to blanket over the land. Itachi was the first to step out into the grassy courtyard, feeling the wonderful rays of the sun soak him and closing his eyes contently. He stared out upon the widespread city, seeing small restaurants and stores, and little residences littering the country, lush forests and fields surrounding the border. "This place is beautiful..." he commented, feeling his younger brother grip onto his arm. "Yeah..." Sasuke answered, staring at the luscious clouds that covered the setting sun, the warm air touching his pale skin like a tight hug, "It's called Konoha, in the country of Fire." He explained calmly, finding them a small wooden bench to sit on. Itachi smirked, "Konoha..." The two Anbu guards stood tentatively by the door to the outside, making very sure the S Rank criminal murderer was not planning to escape while he was outside like this. Even with a broken leg, they knew it was very possible for someone who was determined to escape, especially with his power-to easily run away. The younger of the two brothers could still feel their watchful gaze, the primal instincts inside of him wanting to tear them to pieces just so they could be finally left alone. Instead, he chose to ignore them, taking a seat next to his older brother and putting his pair of crutches off to the side. Sasuke let out a long sigh, sliding over closer to the only person in the world he would ever want to share this kind of moment with. He wondered for a minute if their mother was looking down upon them from heaven, at the very least she would be glad that her sons were finally getting along well. Itachi wrapped an arm around the young boy, feeling the teen curl up comfortably in his lap. The elder Uchiha clansmen was now beginning to get curious, how old was this kid called Sasuke, more importantly, how old was he? "Um, can I ask you something?" "Un." "How old are we?" Sasuke grinned, "I'm twelve, and you're seventeen." He answered; even his gut told him there was something wrong about that. Itachi pulled back in surprise, his black eyes wide, "Eh? We're five years different? Don't people look at us strangely?" he asked curiously. Sasuke rolled his black eyes,onlyonly Itachi knew they were brothers, he would know why most people would take a sort of disgust with them, not only because of their age difference. "You have no idea." Itachi didn't know why, even though some of the touches he received from the younger boy seemed unnatural, maybe even sinful, but he did feel better when he was beside him. There was some comforting quality in knowing even when he woke up that there was someone there waiting for him, someone who had not yet left his side. "Well, I don't really care..." the elder started quietly, staring at the boy who sat in his lap, "being with you, Sasuke," he said, making sure to pronounce his name correctly, "it's really comforting..." Sasuke nearly melted in his brother's arms, finally feeling like for once in his life, he had received his older sibling's approval. He innocently played with Itachi's hospital gown, touching his collar and nuzzling comfortably against his chest, reaching over to grab his hand in his own. He grinned widely, unable to stop his constant smiling. Itachi felt how close the young teen was to his body, knowing even without the bright sun that was beating upon them, they would both be warm. "Hey, Sasuke, since we're a couple, didn't we do these kinds of things all the time?" he questioned; having so many inquiries he needed to fill in all the ample blanks in his mind. The youngest Uchiha shifted nervously, knowing his lie was beginning to grow out of control. "No, people wouldn't understand us." He explained, hoping that excuse was sufficient. It was true after all, if the rest of the village knew that the two Uchiha brothers were acting like more than caring siblings, they definitely wouldn't look to kindly upon their relationship. Itachi couldn't hold himself back any longer, wanting to quench his growing hunger for the young boy's pale lips, to assure him with his actions that no matter what the other people in town said about them, he would stay by his side. They both remained completely silent as the sun edged fully under the mountain range on the outskirts of town, the elder of the two leaning down, holding Sasuke's face in his hands and crashing their lips together viciously, letting out a long groan. Sasuke's eyes fluttered closed as he felt his brother's hands slide to the back of his head, pushing their faces closer together. The younger of the two let out a squeaky moan, opening his mouth and feeling Itachi's tongue slip inside deviously, rubbing against his own, both of their breaths growing labored and heavy. Sasuke parted their lips for a quick second to gather a quick gasp of oxygen before returning to the kiss hungrily, sucking and biting at his brother's lower lip, feeling Itachi reciprocate with his own lips, taking over the younger boy's and slipping his hot tongue against his teeth. They both continued this frantic and passionate dance, Sasuke crawling further into his older brother's lap and placing his arms around his neck. This was getting much fur thr than both of them had expected, knowing they sdn'tdn't have been doing such things out in the courtyard, where they might be recognized as the two Uchiha. Right now, Sasuke didn't care, his mind was too busy swimming with pleasurable thoughts, his eyelids feeling incredibly heavy as he stared up at his sibling, who placed a few final pecks over his cheeks and forehead, "Those people..." Itachi breathed, "can go kill themselves..." he muttered, referring to the ones who were offended that they were a couple. Frankly he could care less about their opinions, knowing what mred red most to him now was being with this person, who for some reason or another, made him feel complete. Sasuke let out a small chuckle, "Yeah..." he answered, kissing Itachi on the cheek a few more times, noticing how he didn't recoil with a face of horror or disgust like he would have in the past, now he seemed to enjoy these touches as much as Sasuke did. Perhaps Itachi had always harbored these same feelings for his brother, but was too afraid to admit he was a freak and a monster who had fallen in love with his own brother. Perhaps all along, he was looking at Sasuke the same way Sasuke was looking at him. "Oh, it's getting late..." The young teen muttered, checking the clock on the large hospital tower and noticing it was nearly eight thirty in the evening. "I don't want to tire you out today..." Itachi nodded, feeling his younger brother's arm latch onto his own as he attempted to stand, noticing how the young teen seemed to be doing everything to help him out and quietly grinning. His crutches were positioned under his arms carefully before the two made their way back inside, Sasuke once again meeting up with the two Anbu guards, "What the Hell are you waiting for? He's not going to attack Konoha, so you can stop all the surveillance." The young Uchiha said, staring up at the two soldiers with an enus aus amount of hate in his black eyes. How dare they doubt Itachi's intentions, not when the young ninja was so hopeful about his progress. The first Anbu was growing tired of his whining, "Listen, kid, even if you're going to believe that bastard's lies, we were assigned to watch him like we would any other heartless murderer. So back off." He instructed, leaning forward and puffing his chest out like a bird to intimidate the young Uchiha. Sasuke grunted, fists tightly clenched at his side, his sight beginning to fade red as the Sharingan inside of him struggled to activate. How dare that damn idiot say that he was lying, or call him a heartless murderer. He knew nothing about the real Uchiha Itachi, the young man who went to school every morning and came back every night to take care of his younger brother when he was a toddler before putting him to sleep. He didn't know anything about him, other than what was writtn thn the Bingo Book. "You don't know anything about him, so don't pretend you know what he's thinking." Sasuke returned, feeling a hand touch his shoulder kindly and looking up to see his older brother had walked a few feet back. "What's wrong?" Itachi asked, looking over at the two towering guards, "Sasuke?" The young teen shook his head, smiling upon seeing his older brother cared enough to come back for him, "Nothing's wrong." He answered in frustration, giving a final, deadly stare to the two guards before escorting Itachi back to his hospital room, making sure to slam the door in their faces and lock it firmly behind him. Carefully he helped to lie out his brother in his hospital bed, asking if he needed the gurney for his left leg anymore. Itachi shook his head, less concerned with his broken leg than he was about Sasuke rushing around to take care of him, when he too was injured. The young teen sat himself next to his older sibling's side, scooting the chair closer a few inches and settling down, reaching over to the overhead lights and suddenly feeling Itachi's cold fingers touch the top of his hand to stop him. "Sasuke, if I'm older than you, I should be taking care of you, right? Stop straining yourself so much to take care of me..." Itachi said, running his fingers through the young teen's short black bangs and letting out a sigh. "But-" The youngest Uchiha's voice was interrupted quickly as his brother lifted his arm, grabbing him by the wrist and looking at the few scrapes and bruises the boy had, leaning down to place a light kiss on Sasuke's finger, pressing his lips around his few small injuries and wondering silently if these wounds had something to do with his own. Sasuke's heart pounded nearly out of his chest as he felt those warm lips ravishing his arm, his hand, anywhere within close reach that he had received those cuts and bruises. Itachi opened his dark eyes, staring up at his younger brother in the near dark, the only light coming from the cold moon that shone in through the window. Sasuke let out a low moan, "I-Itachi... c'mon, you need your rest..." "I can't hold back any longer, I have to have you Sasuke..." Itachi interrupted, pulling his younger brother closer and assaulting his neck with his mouth, sucking, licking, biting, and in every way making the boy forget about any logic he had earlier. Itachi's tongue swept across Sasuke's collarbone, giving it a little bite, soon to lap up the little traces of blood and continue on. The youngest Uchiha could barely breathe, pulling himself back instinctively and catching his ragged breath, "Itachi, Itachi... you..." "I want to take you..." Itachi once again interrupted him, staring through him with the deepest, blat eyt eyes, knowing the young teen wanted the exact same thing at that moment. He could sense it. "Right now. We're lovers, so it's okay, right?" he asked. Sasuke flushed bright red, unable to answer his question. HAHAHAHA I'm so damn evil!! I left off right before the good stuff! I swear it will happen,bablbably in the third chapter b/c I'm a pervert, so keep reading! There's incest ahoy! Hehe, so yea, amnesia Itachi is pretty damn different, mostly because Sasuke messed him up with lies. >< But he just wants love too! Me loves both of them ^^ Anyway, review!!!!!!!!