How Cliché

Part2


Sasuke was filled to the brim with rage. Itachi had hung up the phone and was staring at his little brother. He heard a tapping on the window. Itachi sighed and moved over to it. They were on the second floor of the house, and standing below the window of that second floor was a certain blonde. Itachi waved him away. He had something else to deal with. Sasuke wasted no time upon snapping out of his daze. He threw himself at Itachi, knocking him into the window. The towel slipped off his frame. Naruto nearly shouted when he saw the older man being pushed forward. Sasuke’s face came into the boy’s view and he paled. His stomach lurched violently, threatening to revolt against the contents it held. Sasuke threw his brother back, not looking down to the ground. Naruto slipped off into the shadows. Now was definitely not a good time. Sasuke had thrown Itachi onto his bed roughly and straddled his naked form.

“How could you?!” he roared.

“Do not yell when you are that close, otouto.”

The face below him was neutral. The eyes betrayed no emotions. The voice was calm. Sasuke pulled his fist back and nailed his brother a good one on his jaw. His vision was blurring painfully with the hot tears.

“I loved him. And you knew it,” the younger brother whispered.

“You would not tell him. Naruto-kun needs attention. You should have given him more. Now, he’s moved on.”

Sasuke yelled savagely and pulled his fist back to punch that perfect face again. The tears were flowing freely at that point. Itachi only dodged when he saw the blow would cause permanent damage. He let his brother pound his frustration out. When he had expended his strength and was leaning over heavily, arms supporting his weight with hands on either side of the bruised face, Itachi moved. He flipped Sasuke over and forced him to lay on his back. He captured the hands that made to flail again. Itachi pressed Sasuke into the mattress painfully.

“You will listen. I’ve let you hit me,” Itachi warned.

Sasuke hissed and struggled more. Itachi bent over so that his mouth was on the boy’s ear.

“Naruto-kun was only looking for you the first time he came.”

Sasuke’s eyes widened. He shuddered against the hot breath on his ear. He shook his head hard.

“No. I won’t believe you. You’ve only ever hurt me.”

Itachi growled and pressed his body into his brother’s harder. Sasuke yelped. The older Uchiha took his opportunity and captured the younger’s lips with his own. He pulled back once the boy had stopped struggling.

“That boy cares about someone deeply. Who it is, I don’t know. He only calls me when you pay him any serious attention. If you ask me, it sounds like I’m a substitute.”

Itachi sounded hurt. Sasuke chanced looking into the dark eyes. They mirrored his own pain and abandonment. He pulled his arms free gently and reached up to the dispassionate face. He rubbed a cheek softly before leaning up to press his lips softly to the other’s. Sasuke wrapped his arms around Itachi’s neck and held on tight. His lips parted slightly, inviting the tongue hiding inside the warm and wet cavern. The older man responded to the invitation. The tongue was invading the foreign territory harshly. The strokes against the younger boy’s tongue were filled with a deep passion. Whether it was from lust or anger, it no longer matter to either. Sasuke was crying still. He was still hurt. He was no stranger to Itachi’s body, but he more often than not preferred to just sleep in the same bed. It had always been comforting. At this point, he was dying inside. The one he respected more than anything had taken away what he loved more than anything. He was lashing out at the two. He was going to find out first hand what made Naruto run to his older brother. His hands trembled as he slowly let them travel down the side of Itachi’s body. His brother shivered under the light touched and the kiss grew more needy and sloppy. Saliva was covering the area around both men’s faces. When Itachi pulled back, he left his tongue hanging out slightly, a small string of the liquid shining. Sasuke’s face was red and streaked with the tears and bruised lips. His eyes slowly opened, lust clouding the black orbs.

“Sexy otouto. Are you really going to do this?” Itachi muttered.

“Show me why he came to you,” Sasuke demanded cruelly.

Sasuke sat up fully and pushed his big brother down onto his back. He buried his face in the man’s stomach before starting the trail on kisses down to the exposed erection he sported. It felt like an eternity while those soft and slow kisses found their way down, the occasional nip and tug at the soft flesh. Itachi was hissing his pleasure, sorely tempted to push his otouto down faster. Finally, the desired heat made contact. Sasuke licked carefully at the slit on the cock now facing him. He palmed the member almost roughly. He would have some control, even if it was only in that one thing. He licked slowly on the underside of the erection. The sweet torture drew the long awaited moan from his aniki’s throat. He descended on the rest of the length quickly after that. A gasp and a choke later, hands were threaded through raven locks and the owner of said locks was moving in a slow and deft rhythm. The only coherent thought Itachi had was that somehow his precious otouto had become an expert at the actions he now performed. His testicles were being rolled with such care and expertise. Sasuke lavished attention on the hardness in his mouth. He was sucking and licking intermittingly. One hand toyed with the twin orbs softly while the other massaged an inner thigh. He pulled himself off Itachi’s cock with a satisfying pop. He grinned lazily and stared at the engorged, red and twitching thing. Itachi hissed angrily.

Sasuke removed the remainder of his own clothing. He sat on the edge of the bed when he was finished. He watched Itachi expectantly. His aniki was swearing under his breath. He hauled himself up to capture the still bruised lips once more for a rough kiss. He pushed Sasuke back and stood to search his room for something. Sasuke watched the man with hollow eyes. He had touched his brother before. He had done sinful things with him before. In his defense, such actions only happened when the boy had been frustrated and hurt. He had never had sex with Itachi. He was not above sharing a bed after a truly terrible day. His was silently saying good-bye to his virginity while simultaneously cursing himself for the his choice in person. He would never tell the man it was his first time. Sure, he would undoubtedly be able to tell, but Sasuke would never put it to words. Itachi was slicking his fingers with lube when he came back to the bed. He tossed the container of the stuff on the bed and flipped Sasuke onto all fours. He pressed a finger against the tight entrance. He earned himself a gasp. The boy thanked the gods for the position. He bit his lip to stop the self pity. He took the focus from the uncomfortable feeling of the finger entering him and put it on the metallic taste filling his mouth. The finger pumped in and out of him. He groaned when another was added. It was going too fast for him. The whole experience seemed surreal. He vaguely started wondering why he had decided on this. For Naruto? But how was this for Naruto? It was a punishment. Itachi was scissoring his fingers when the tear slid down his cheek. Sasuke bit harder into his lip.

It was too late to go back. The fingers were removed and the largeness of his respected aniki replaced them. He shoved a fist into his mouth to stop the scream as the heated objected forced its way into him. He felt like he was ripping at the seams. He regretted it tremendously.

“So tight, otouto. Don’t tell me this is your first time?” Itachi breathed into his ear.

He tried to reply, even going as far to remove his fist. He saw the blood on his fingers surrounding bite marks. Whether the blood was from his lip or hand made no difference. He was ready with a snappy come back when Itachi fully sheathed himself in the heat that was Sasuke’s ass. His screams pierced the air vehemently. He was given only a moment to adjust. His brother grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled his head back. Itachi braced himself with a hand on Sasuke’s hip. He was building speed. He hit Sasuke’s prostate after a few tries, his only indicator of his success being the shudder of the body below him. He aimed for the spot with every thrust. Sasuke felt choked. The pull on his neck was too much. The pain in his chest was suffocating. Itachi was ruthless with his pounding. Sasuke felt more pain than pleasure. He knew he was making noises, but what they sounded like he could not have explained for the life of him. He heard Itachi loud and clear.

“Dear gods, Sasuke… Aaah… why was I made to wait for this? Such a tight beauty….”

Sasuke felt dirty. The words were embarrassing. He wanted to beg Itachi to stop. His voice was hoarse from the scratching of his voice box. First it had gone so fast. Now, it could not go fast enough. Skin slapping together sickeningly made the boy want to empty his stomach onto the sheets. Sweat covered his body. He felt something sticky running down his leg. Itachi’s maintained speed told him it was not his brother’s semen. Sasuke saw stars in his eyes. The pleasure started winning out over the pain. His knees were buckling under the pressure. His felt a hand on his waist holding him up. Somehow his hair had been released. A hand was stroking his cock in the rhythm of the thrusts. Of course pleasure would win like that. Sasuke’s head was swimming. He started moaning and pushing back to meet the flesh pushing into him. He threw his head back on his own.

“Itachi…. More… Please!”

Itachi smirked. He had been controlling his release. He had been told to show his little brother what made the one he loved run to him. He knew he was a genius in more than one area. If Sasuke came back to him after this encounter, he would show the boy how much of a genius he could be. For now, he would induce an orgasm such that Sasuke had never experienced before. The boy was doing this out of rage and confusion. Best to only give him a taste and see where that led. The way that pale, smooth back arched, slick with sweat drove Itachi to plunge deeper inside. Sasuke’s moans and pleas toyed with his control. His own moans were added when he heard his name slip wantonly from those perfect lips. Sasuke trembled and nearly collapsed as he came into Itachi’s hand without warning. The oldest Uchiha let himself go. He emptied his own load into his otouto. He shook from the force. He had never imagined to get such a delicious reaction from something so forbidden. He pulled himself from Sasuke before falling onto the sweat, blood, and semen covered sheets. He would need another shower. Sasuke had not moved from his position. He had been mentally testing his body. He felt more sticky fluids sliding down his legs. The sight only caused another twitch in Itachi’s nether regions. It served to Sasuke as a reason to feel dirty. The pain in his chest when he looked over to see the self-satisfied smirk. He threw up on the bed.

“Oh dear, otouto. We should clean all this up, don’t you think?”

Sasuke straightened up so that he was standing on his knees. His stomach retched again from the pain. Sasuke gagged on it. He lowered his feet slowly onto the ground, holding onto the mattress for support. When he let go, he crumpled to the ground. His legs refused to support him. The aftermath was worse than the first feelings of pain. Sasuke doubled over and tried to throw up again. Itachi chuckled and moved to pick the pathetic creature up. Sasuke protested weakly, not actually having the ability to struggle. He was carried into the bathroom and laid in the tub. Itachi turned the hot water on with a scowl. He left the boy to cry and clean himself up while he removed the evidence of their sin from his bed.


~*~*~*~*~*~

Naruto sat on a curb shivering. It had been two hours since he had seen Sasuke and Itachi. He had wandered the streets looking for a reason to not go home. His phone had been ringing non-stop. For the last thirty minutes it actually had not stopped. He was not looking at the caller ID. He did not want to worry his parents. He just could not go home with his heart hurting like that. It rang again. Naruto sighed. He would have to face them sooner or later. And it was later than it was an hour ago. He closed his eyes and fished the phone out is jacket pocket.

“Hello?”

“DOBE! Did you NOT change the ringer for my number?! What the FUCK!”

Naruto’s heart lurched again. So that’s why the ringing had sounded funny.

“I’m sorry, I forgot,” he answered meekly.

“You have a lot of explaining to do.”

“How so?”

“Usuratonkachi. You didn’t recognize my voice when I answered his phone did you?”

Naruto paled. The phone slipped away from his ear and fell from his hand. Of course they would have fought after that. He had only assumed Sasuke had been trying to spend time with his brother. He had wandered around in hopes of meeting Itachi later. He picked up the phone with shaking hands.

“Sasuke-”

“Don’t you dare try to defend yourself. I’ll be at our usual place in ten minutes. You can explain there, but there is no defense.”

The line went dead. Naruto looked around the deserted park he was sitting in. Just past the ancient swing set was an open field him and Sasuke had sparred in once upon a time ago. Sasuke would be there in ten minutes? That would be just enough time to call his parents and tell them their baby boy was going to die soon. He stood and walked slowly to the field. The grass was wild and way too high. He was standing in the middle when Sasuke arrived. The Uchiha was limping the way there. Naruto was too busy staring at the stars to notice.


“What the fuck is wrong with you?” His voice cut through Naruto’s silence.

Naruto turned to face his best friend. He was hurting inside as well. He blue eyes were clouded with potential tears. His resolve had broken. After all those years, he could not stay quiet any longer. He threw himself into Sasuke’s arms, pushing them both onto Sasuke’s back. Sasuke cried out in the pain. Naruto covered his friend’s lips with his own. Sasuke refrained from reacting too quickly. Naruto was holding on tightly and kissing him clumsily. Sasuke wrapped his arms around the boy he loved tightly and kissed back ferociously. He pushed his tongue into Naruto’s mouth to bring the blonde from his own thoughts. Naruto pulled back in shock.

“Wha?”

“I should be asking you that.”

“I… I’m sorry. Its just that… Look, Sasuke, I was only sleeping with Itachi because he was there when I tried to confess to you. It started as something to help me get over you but I found out quickly that wouldn‘t work. And then you started ignoring me and I just needed a reason to be near you.”

All of this was said very fast. Sasuke had to pause and repeat the words in his mind a few times before he comprehended them. Then he reached up and slapped Naruto’s face hard.

“Moron. How could you? Does it matter to you that I’ve loved you for so long? Did you ever think about that possibility?”

“No.”

“Well now it’s ruined.”

Naruto’s eyes widened. He hugged Sasuke tightly.

“No! It can’t be! Please, I can fix this!”

“How?” Sasuke half laughed. “Itachi took both our virginities. I went to him in anger and pain. Why would you go for him and not me? I didn’t get it. You can’t fix that, you can only promise me you’ll make the future better than the past.”

He was too forgiving and he knew it. The blonde had ripped his heart in a million pieces. And he had stupidly had sex with his brother. It was too fucked up to be a relationship. He just loved the Uzumaki boy too much to let go. He kissed Naruto softly, running his finger through the soft hair. The kiss was cut off.

“You fucked Itachi? That’s kinda sick, Sasuke.”

“Shut up. I can always go home and never see you again.”

“N-no! Don’t! I’m sorry!”

“Come on. We’ll call your parents at my place. Your phone is dead and you forgot to call when you showed up, got that?”

“Yes, sir!”

Sasuke growled low as Naruto helped pull him up off the ground, only to latch himself onto an arm. Sasuke tried to shrug him off, but the pest would not be budged. The boy snuggled into the arm happily as they started walking. The Uchiha was frowning deeply. How could he go back into that house now? He tried to shake the nauseating feeling creeping over him. He was still half limping as they walked, the thing on his arm making it all that much more awkward. They were sneaking in the back door to the Uchiha house all too quickly. Sasuke knew something was wrong but he could not back out now. This was the only way to protect Naruto. He fumbled for a light on the kitchen wall as he hauled the blonde into the house.

“Sasuke! Where the hell were you?” A harsh voice demanded.

Naruto let go. Sasuke swallowed the dread. He turned from the light switch he had only just seconds before flipped up to illuminate the room. His father was red with his rage. Itachi stood behind their mother, a sickening smile on his face. Fugaku crossed the room in three strides to grab Sasuke by his hair before smacking him hard across the face. Naruto cried out and reached for his friend as Sasuke’s lip split with the force. Fugaku shoved him against the wall.

“You disgust me. No son of mine with going to be a queer,“ he roared.

“Huh?” Sasuke managed, not wanting to risk the movement to wipe the blood from his face.

“How dare you!”

Another slap to the face. At that point, Naruto had had enough. He flung himself at Sasuke’s father and bit down on the arm striking the raven headed boy. Fugaku shook vigorously at the boy on his arm.

“What the hell is going on? Who said anything about me being gay?” Sasuke asked anyone who would listen.

“Don’t try to hide it, otouto. I overheard you and your ‘little friend‘ there. You should know better.”

Sasuke’s eyes widened. Itachi looked so triumphant, hiding behind the small woman that was their mother. Her frame was shaking with her sobs. Naruto had finally been dislodged and thrown into a wall. Itachi wrapped a protective arm around his mother.

“I’ll not have something like you for a son,” Fugaku said calmly. “Get your things and get out. Never come back here again.”

Sasuke started to protest. Naruto beat him to it.

“You can’t do that! Sasuke has the right to chose who he loves!”

“You get out too. Itachi told us you had seduced my baby boy. I’ve already informed your mother of the creature that you are,” Sasuke’s mother interjected with a small voice.

Sasuke stepped in front of the Uzumaki. His eyes were flashing red dangerously.

“I’ll go. Move aside and you won’t see me again.”

His voice had a threatening edge. He captured Naruto’s hand in his own and led the way to his room. He heard nothing from the other three Uchihas as he ascended the stairs. Halfway up, he heard whispers. He ignored them. He was standing in his room, set to the task of packing his things.

“Where are we going?” Naruto asked meekly.

“Back to your house. Your parents would not act like this. At least, your dad won’t. Until I can figure out how much I can spend on that man’s credit cards before he cuts them off, I’ll crash in your room.”

The blonde was terrified. Sasuke was too calm. He was packing every bag he could find. He had a few boxes he was also filling. Naruto numbly helped. He was not worried for himself. His parents had already guessed he was gay. They loved Sasuke, he would be welcome while he found a permanent residence. The whole night had him believing he had died and gone to hell and no one had informed him yet. The worse part happened when the door opened and Itachi entered. He was only quick enough to dodge the object flying at him enough so that his cheek only obtained a scratch.

“Out,” Sasuke demanded.

“Why would you do that?” Naruto added in.

“I can’t have everything, it seems. You two won’t last long. If you can’t survive this hardship, you’ll fail before you get started. You’ll come back to me when that happens.”

He sounded so confident in his words. Neither boy was sure who the statement was directed at. What they did know, was that no one in their right mind would want to be near the sick bastard. Itachi picked the decorative knife from the wall and tossed it on the ground. He wiped the blood oozing from the scratch away before leaving the room. Sasuke only re-doubled his efforts, throwing things into bags and boxes faster. They ignored the door bell and every noise to follow. Naruto set to seriously helping. He wanted out of there, as well.

“Naruto! Sasuke-kun! Hurry up, the car is waiting downstairs,” Minato proclaimed as he burst through the door.

The Uchiha frowned. It was not his door anymore, yet he still did not like seeing it abused in such a way. Naruto had seemed to cheer up at the sight of the man, however, so he remained quiet. Minato pulled Naruto into a quick one-armed hug before picking up bags and boxes that were full.

“Sasuke-kun, hurry up. Your father is over reacting and I’d rather not see him snap fully.”

Sasuke nodded and finished packing while his friend and the older man hauled his things downstairs. Itachi was watching darkly as his little brother moved out of his home at fifteen-years-old, and at almost one in the morning. Things had progressed all too quickly for everyone involved. Sasuke opened his window to toss the last of his things down quicker. His room was hardly bare, but anything of importance to the teen had been relocated. He refused to acknowledge the man that had ruined his life in a few short hours as he headed out of the house. His parents were waiting by the door. Fugaku’s hands itched to wrap around the boy’s throat as he walked by with his head held high. His own flesh and blood had disgraced him more than he had thought possible. No respectable man was gay, end of story. Sasuke made a point to fish his house key from his pocket and hand it his mother, adding a kiss on her tear-stained cheek. She choked on another sob as her baby slammed the door behind himself.


~*~*~*~*~*~

Naruto watched the boy crawl into the large bed. It had served its purpose when Naruto slept alone, as he tended to need an entire queen-sized bed to himself. He adjusted his night cap on his head and blushed. Sasuke looked so tired. Things at his own house had been smoother. His mother had always suspected and accepted her son being gay. His father loved him too much to be disappointed. They had openly welcomed Sasuke into their house. The boy had remained polite and calm. Naruto imagined the explosion was soon to come. Sasuke had climbed into the large bed almost immediately. He was snuggling into the pillows like a child. Naruto hurried to his place beside the older teen. He wrapped his arms lightly around Sasuke’s waist. The raven jumped at the touch. It was too soon for him to give Naruto any more attention than he already had. The blue eyes reflecting the moonlight from the window behind Sasuke told him everything was okay. Sasuke settled into the arms holding him but would not get any closer to the body beside him.

“I’m sorry,” he muttered.

“I get it. Go to sleep. I think I’ve got Dad convinced to revoke my suspension.”

“Huh? Oh yeah, you were suspended,” it felt like ages ago that they were in the principle’s office. “Kakashi won’t be happy to hear that.”

“No, thanks. But you go right ahead if you’re into old pervs.”

Naruto blushed. He mumbled through something about not meaning it like that. Sasuke was chuckling. His dobe was not shutting up, so he pulled the other closer and crashed their lips together. Then there was only the silence. Naruto held on tightly, almost as if he was afraid he was going to lose Sasuke at any moment. Sasuke ran his fingers idly through blonde hair. When Naruto’s tongue timidly asked for entrance, the Uchiha pulled back.

“Not yet.”

“Okay. ‘Night, teme.”

“Dobe. Good night.”