Triptych: a tragedy in three acts

Triptych: A Tragedy in three acts
Act Two


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It was less than a week later when Shisui had seen the smaller Uchiha again. He had been sitting on a bench outside of the police headquarters having his lunch quickly, Itachi was gone on an ANBU mission for awhile so there wasn't any point in going anywhere really. Sasuke had walked by, clearly heading home from the ninja academy, and their eyes had locked for a second. Shisui had blushed immediately, ducking his head down to hide the coloring in his cheeks. The boy had the same eyes as his brother, only less cool, not as distant. It served to remind him of that last day by the river though, realizing with mortification that if the kid had been following them that day that he must have seen...

"Good Afternoon, Shisui-san" The boy's voice was unexpected, and it made him snap his head back up. He tried to focus on ridding himself of that flush in his cheeks, but the little smile on Sasuke's face did nothing to help him.

"S-sasuke-chan, hello cousin." He stuttered, mentally berating himself for letting this happen. He tried to assess the expression on his cousin's face then, sighing when he got nothing. Should have expected that much I guess, he is Itachi's brother after all. He cleared his throat nervously. "Hey, listen, Sasuke. About what you saw, down by the river..."

"Shisui-san..." the boy interrupted then, eyeing the group of police idling around the door, every one a clansman. The smaller boy shifted a little uncomfortably, trying to plaster a smirk onto his face, but it didn't fit quite right there. "Maybe this isn't the best place to be talking about that. Why don't we meet up later, out by the river. I have to get home anyways, I have training later."

And with that he took off at an awkward jog leaving the older boy sitting on the bench with a half eaten lunch and a lost expression. Both of those boys were entirely too weird, and Shisui had a feeling that, if he knew what was good for him he'd disentangle himself from them. He shrugged it off though, with a little shiver down his spine. It would be entirely too much work, he was sure.


X

Shisui fidgeted slightly, seated on the same sun warmed rock he and Itachi had sat on last week. Thinking of that made him blush a little, but that reminded him of the reason Sasuke was meeting him out there and he blushed a deep crimson. He'd seen them, Sasuke had seen his cousin and his own brother groping each other to death. He shivered a little guiltily, weaving the fingers of his left hand into the hair on the back of his head gently. His bento was open in front of him, but his stomach wouldn't quiet down enough for him to risk putting anything in it. He sighed.

The sound of another human being woke him from his trance, the younger Uchiha boy not registering with him until he was already seated. It was annoying how good he was with ninjitsu, probably ran in the family. With luck he'd catch that some day. He sighed again, turning to Sasuke, who had pulled out a bento of his own and was quickly devouring what looked like pork buns.

"Listen Sasuke, about the other day..." He trailed off, not sure what to say, "Well, I know thats not really normal, given that we're family and all, and I'd really appreciate it if you wouldn't tell anybody about us, okay?" Shisui was blushing now, stumbling over his words a little. Sasuke remained perfectly calm though, and looked up at the older Uchiha. He looked so much like his brother then, mask of disinterest playing across his face, only here there were small cracks, like his eyes that flashed something else, almost akin to worry, like the tight line of his back, tense and worried.

"How long?" The question was straight to the point, blunt as a rock to the head, and Shisui wondered why those eyes had made him expect anythign else really. This was Itachi's brother after all. He opened his mouth to answer, but had to count back for a moment.

"Its been ... months?" The boy relaxed a little at that, though something about it still didn't make Shisui feel at ease. When those dark eyes met his once again his stomach did a little turn, so much like his brother. So much.

"And is it always like that?" The boy's tone was a little lighter then, a little more sure and less unnerving, "Or are there other things you do?" Sasuke looked back up and Shisui blanched pale.

"Ah - Maybe you should ask your brother about that, I don't think he'd appreciate-"

"I've tried that already, he told me he's not going to help me and if I want to know I'm going to have to get you to tell me. So, will you tell me?" Sasuke interrupted the boy sharply, but by the end his voice was like sweet syrup falling thick over broken glass.

"Well then ... I, uh - what I mean to say is -" He was nervous, falling over his own words, blushing like crazy. Sasuke interrupted him sharply though.

"Do you fuck? Does he let you come inside of him? Or-" The boy was grinning slightly now, his voice a little more soft and sweet, like before, "- or do you let him come inside of you?" Shisui was sputtering again, not sure what to do with that question.

"Well, yes sometimes I guess, but its not - I mean it's just..." He trailed off uncomfortably, rubbing the back of his neck unconsciously in his nervousness. He knows he's blushing uncontrollably now, he never thought he'd be having this conversation with Itachi's little brother, it made the whole damn situation that much more surreal to him. He wasn't even sure why he'd been doing this anymore, having sex with his own cousin.

He couldn't meet Sasuke's eyes then, his gaze was focused on the rock beside the boy. Sasuke cocked his head to the side slightly, wondering why Shisui was being so weird. He'd never seen the boy look so uncomfortable. He'd seen the older boy blush before, usually in reaction to something Itachi would whisper in his ear, and then his nii-san would chuckle quietly. Sasuke pressed his lips together in a tight line and scooted closer to the older boy, reaching one hand out to cup his cheek.

Shisui jumped a clean foot in the air at the contact, sending him toppling backwards right off the rock he was sitting on, his back hitting the hard ground behind it hard. He was still more startled when his eyes focused and he saw Sasuke so close to him, face only inches from his. He was sure he blanched, feeling the soft little hand on his cheek again. He tried not to flinch, not to show his discomfort around the younger boy.

Then there were lips pressed to his and he gasped in surprise, only to feel a tongue slipping gently past his lips. He wanted to pull back but he was flat out on the ground, and then the hot squirming muscle felt too good, too familiar, too much like Itachi and he couldn't help a little moan escaping him.

Sasuke shifted above him, and Shisui felt the unmistakable weight of a body settling on top of him, too slight and delicate to be familiar, but still undeniably masculine. Something stirred in his gut, and moved lower and he was blushing again. This wasn't supposed to happen, but there were small hands on him, fisting in his hair and rubbing small circles on his shoulders and it was oddly relaxing. He closed his eyes, and let his arms come up to touch the boy, one laying on his back, the other tracing some intricate and repetitive pattern on the back of his neck.

Sasuke was wriggling slightly now, and the boy had never looked more enticing. He was so much like Itachi, only warmer, more responsive, so much like what Itachi refused to let himself be. It was, in a word, beautiful. Sasuke pulled back then, panting and flushed, small hands falling to the ground to push himself up. He wore a smile that seemed too sweet for what they'd just done, bright and innocent as his age might suggest.

"What was that about?" Shisui practically squeaked, his own voice brittle, threatening to crack halfway through. Sasuke brought his hands up to his cousin's chest, cradling his head in his arms as he studied the older boy.

"You looked uncomfortable, and nii-san always does that when I'm uncomfortable and it always cheers me up." There was that smile again and the thoughts raced through Shisui's head at light speed. He wasn't sure why, but it didn't really surprise him that Itachi would do that, but Sasuke was so young and he seemed so innocent and - and then his earlier words made much more sense and Shisui felt himself blanch again.

"Sa-sasuke?" He wasn't sure exactly what he wanted to ask, do you do this often?, or maybe when did this start?, or do you like it when Itachi does that? but every question only served to make that slippery shiver at the base of his spine more intense, and the slowly wriggling boy on top of him didn't help.

Then the boy's pelvis ground against his leg lightly and the boy moaned deliciously. Shisui's eyes widened once more, he was hard, they both were and suddenly none of the other things mattered really, because the boy was beautiful and Sasuke wanted him, and dammit all if Shisui didn't want him back now.

His hands came up and fisted lightly in the boy's soft hair, and he pulled his face back down gently, their lips touching again, but this time slower, softer, like he'd always wanted really, but Itachi would never wait for, never had time for. But this wasn't Itachi, this was different. His hands were lighter, smoother, softer, their touch more mild but no less sure. His lips were softer, his mouth warmer, his skin just as creamy and smooth, and Shisui let his hands wander over the surface, sliding under the boy's shirt to slide it upwards and off, over his head breaking contact to pull back and take it all in.

Sasuke was beautiful like that, and when the boy's hand reached up to him he couldn't resist taking hold of it, pulling the boy up to lay him across the sun warmed rock, figuring it would be more comfortable on his bare, squirming back than the ground. It didn't take him long to pull his own nylon ANBU shirt over his head baring his own pale back to the warm sunshine. He smiled down at Sasuke and massaged the boy's clothed hips gently before bending to lay a line of kisses so light they were almost ticklish up the boy's stomach, proceeding each one with a small, breathy exhale of warm breath across the smooth skin and muscle.

Sasuke squirmed under his touch, and whispered his name in a pleading tone and Shisui just couldn't deny that voice anything then, and let his hand be guided by whimpered demands and pale little fingers until he felt the button to the boy's shorts under his own fingers, which he popped open without a thought, focusing on the neck bared before him, his lips suckling lightly on the skin stretched out and shivering slightly with each breath Sasuke took.

He tried to take it slow and savor every ticking second but in truth he'd been busy lately with ANBU, and with Itachi gone on that mission it had been too long since anyone had touched him and he knew he wouldn't last very long at all. Then Sasuke bucked up against him and he knew that he needed to speed things up a bit, because he was an adult dammit, and he would not cum in his pants like a teenager on his first date. (no matter that he wasn't quite out of his teens himself)

Shisui's breath caught in his throat slightly as he tugged the fabric down over the younger Uchiha's pale thighs, and the boy was naked and under him and beautiful. He made small delicious noises every time Shisui touched him, even when he stroked down past the boy's shaft to tease the little pucker behind him. The boy's muscles tightened when he slipped the tip of his finger in gently, but the more he suckled the pale neck, cooing sweet nonsense sounds into the skin, the more the boy relaxed until first one then two fingers could slide in and out easily.

He pulled his hand back and spat in his palm before roughly pulling his own shorts down and fisting himself quickly, coating his now painfully erect length well. He lined himself up and listened to the delightful sound the boy under him made, first small whimpers of almost pain that soon gave way to broken gasps of pleasure when Shisui angled himself just right and hit that soft spot inside.

It seemed the boy beneath him made him feel so much younger again, because it didn't take long for him to be pushing back his climax, reaching down to lightly stroke Sasuke's neglected erection. It didn't take long after that at all, and Sasuke was moaning his name out suddenly, the word Shisui falling so wonderfully sweet from his lips, stretched out in pleasure and uneven breath, perfect and melodic where Itachi bit back his cries, and the the boy tightened around him and Shisui was falling, pulled over the edge and falling down into Sasuke's arms on shaky limbs, no longer able to hold his own weight. He sighed, and snuggled close. The boy was perfect.


X

The two had stayed intertwined for awhile, in the warm sun, naked and sticky but too comfortable to move. Shisui had rolled over, so that Sasuke was by his side, head pillowed on his chest, arms wrapped around his neck loosely, eyes closed. He couldn't help but twirl one lock of black hair around his fingers, running them through the soft strands, and smiling, because this was also something Itachi never let him do, just lay here and be together.

He waited patiently for the younger boy to wake up, kissing him softly on the forehead when he yawned, getting a brilliant smile and a face buried in his neck in return. The boy couldn't be happier.

A/N: i know this is a teensy bit late, haven't had much time, i tend to forget to update here *blush* so if you're hardcore excited or something you can check out my lj, i allways update that first, link is in my profile. hope you like, and review, because that makes me smile! ^.^