You Cant Hide Everything

To say breakfast the next morning was uncomfortable was a huge understatement. Sasuke was limping from the night before, and my parents just couldn’t figure out why. I can’t imagine what might happen if they find out about us. I mean, incest on its own wasn’t illegal, but coupled with mine and Sasuke’s ages…

I sigh. It’s stupid really. My family’s noble; they make siblings and cousins get married all the time, but when two males are in the equation, it’s automatically unacceptable. That and Sasuke’s seven… I know very well that seven-year-olds shouldn’t be having sex. Hell, even people my age shouldn’t be having sex yet.

I know we can’t just continue until one night we finally get caught. I’d rather not have a criminal record. I know the law, and for something like this, they’d try me as an adult for child molestation or statutory rape. But at the same time, I know I can’t end it. I have finally gotten what I’d dreamed of. My brother and I are together, and we love each other.

I had a mission to do today, but for once, I ignore it. I need some time to myself to mull things over. I start thinking, and before I know it, it’s mid-afternoon, time for Sasuke to come home. I suppose if I treat him like an adult in bed, I should treat him like an adult now and talk to him. He can make this decision for himself.

Sure enough, I hear the soft footfall of him running up the stairs. I smile at him being so eager to see me. He bursts in the door, running into my waiting arms and kissing me full on the lips. He pulls away, smiling happily. I sigh; this is going to be rough on us both, no matter the choice. I smile sadly back at him and sit him down next to me. I explain the situation, the laws, and the social ramifications of us continuing our relationship.

Surprisingly, all he does is smile back at me. “Even if I become an outcast, I want to be with you, aniki. I don’t care if I’m being selfish; I want to stay with you.” Even though I might get sent to jail, I really have to feel the same way he does. I give him a sincere smile and hold him against my chest. He relaxes into me, content. I look at the clock; god that took a long time. After our sweet moment, I stand up and bolt the door shut. It’s time for fun.

I press my lips to his, running my tongue along his bottom lip, begging for entrance into his mouth. He obliges me, parting his sweet lips just enough for my tongue to slip in. I still can’t get over how sweet he is. I pull away, placing my lips against his neck, gently pushing him down against the bed. He giggles a little; I must be tickling him.

I kiss down his neck, listening to his small moans and whimpers. Barely breaking contact with his skin, I quickly pull off his shirt, exposing that pale skin that I love so much. I kiss over his chest, licking at his nipples playfully. I trail my tongue down his abdomen before reaching the hem of his pants. I look up at him, flashing a somewhat evil smirk. “N-no, aniki,” he whines, anticipating my moves. I smile up at him again. “Yes.” I undo his pants, pulling them down and off along with his boxers.

I envelop his already hard member with my mouth, sucking on it earnestly. He groans above me. “Aniki… It feels so good…” I continue my motions, running my tongue up and down his length, caressing the sensitive underside. He whimpers loudly; this is torture for him. I swirl my tongue around the head, applying light suction. His little noises are getting louder and I know he’s close. I debate mentally as to whether I should suck him off until he comes or take him now. After all, he might not want to go again this time.

I lick the slit of his arousal, having decided to give him a treat and finish him off now. I tease him with my tongue lingering around his sac. His breathing becomes rapid; he’s so close… Within moments, he convulses and releases, giving me a mouthful of his sweet cum. I hungrily swallow the load before removing him from my mouth. I give him a soft smile and kiss him gently on the lips.

He gives me a lustful look. “Fuck me, aniki.” God, he’s still wants more…? I smile, stripping myself and getting on top of his small body. I kiss fully, deeply, exploring his mouth with my tongue. I move my hand up to his face, offering him a few fingers. “Suck,” I order. He does as told, taking my fingers into his mouth and coating the digits thoroughly with saliva. I can’t help but get hard, feeling his tongue slick up my fingers.

I remove my fingers from his mouth, wasting no time in moving my hand to his entrance. I carefully insert a finger, noting how tight he still is even though I took him just last night. He makes no noise until I insert the next finger. He whimpers at the uncomfortable feeling, but I think he knows it's about to get better. Deeming him prepared enough, I slide into his near-virgin heat, engulfing myself in sheer pleasure.

"Sasuke..." I moan gently into his ear, "I love you so much." He blushes gently, averting his eyes in the cutest way possible. "I... I love you, too," he pauses, "Itachi." I smirk at his use of my name. I love it when he actually says it. I give him a gentle kiss, just basking in the moment, us being so close to each other. I love my otouto so much...

Suddenly, I hear a dull thud, the sound of something dropping to the floor. I know I locked that door, but heart is pounding as I turn around. Worst case scenario, my mother. She's standing in the doorway, eyes wide in shock. A laundry basket full of clothes lies at her feet, the probable cause of the thud earlier. In that moment, I have no idea what to do. This must be what shock feels like.

My senses return and I quickly myself from him, covering myself and Sasuke with the sheets. My mother quickly closes her eyes and lowers her head, "I'm sorry!" she yells before turning around and running down the hall. I look at Sasuke, who has tears running down his cheeks. “Sasuke,” I whisper, “Shh… It’ll be okay.” I hold him in my arms, up against my chest. “No, it won’t be,” is all he answers back.

I stand, dressing myself quickly. I have to go down there sometime, and now’s a good a time as ever. I head down the stairs into the kitchen. My mother is crying on my father, and by the look he’s giving me, he knows too. I sit across from them at the table, silently wishing that they would say the first word. I’ve never been more scared than I am now. What's going to happen to Sasuke? What's going to happen to me?

Without warning, a now-dressed Sasuke runs down the stairs and into my arms. “Don’t take aniki away! Please, don’t!” he cries, gripping my shirt tightly. I look up at them to see their expressions softening. “We would never send your aniki away,” my mother says reassuringly, wiping her eyes of earlier tears. Sasuke sniffles a few times before looking up. “Really?” “Really,” my father says. By this point, I'm thoroughly confused.

“Sorry for giving you two a scare; I just wasn’t sure if everything was… consensual, you know?” my mother says gently. “So…” I start, “are you fine with this?” “Well, I wouldn’t say fine,” my father cuts in, “but you both are mature for your age. I think you can make the right choices.” “Just,” my mother adds, “be careful. Don’t let this get out, especially before Sasuke’s of age.” “I understand.”

Wordlessly, I stand and go back upstairs. This is crazy… I mean, god, am I happy, but I never imagined in a million years that they’d allow us to be together. I guess I'm just kind of... dazed by the whole thing. Beside me, Sasuke speaks up, “Aniki, isn’t this amazing?” I nod. “Um, aniki?” “Yes?” “Can we… finish?” I smile at him, but shake my head no. “It’s your bedtime. You have school tomorrow.” He frowns, but turns to his room grudgingly. “Goodnight, otouto.” “Goodnight, aniki.”

I get to my room and lay down. Sasuke was right; this is amazing. I feel so light, like there’s nothing that can stop me. I laugh to myself gently, purely giddy that my fortune has ended up so well. I really hope this all wasn't some great dream. I look at the clock; it is pretty late… Maybe I'll pick Sasuke up from school tomorrow as a surprise. Yeah, that'll be fun.

I sleep in the next morning, no longer fretting over mine and Sasuke’s future. I feel… happy. It’s such a rare feeling for me. Not brooding nor pensive nor discontented. Hmm, it’s already time to go pick him up… I stand and dress before lazily strolling over to his school. And now we play the waiting game… The second I see him, my face brightens. I never realized how ecstatic Sasuke made me.

He runs up to me smiling and grabs me by the hand, dragging me off somewhere behind the school. “Where are you taking me?” I ask playfully. “Somewhere private.” I smile at him. I guess when he want to take the lead, he can. We end up in a tree house beside the school. He turns around and starts kissing me feverishly, trying to pull my shirt off. “Hey, stop that,” I laugh.

Although the thought of making love in such a public place, the place I spent most of my childhood, is exciting, I cannot risk the danger. If anyone, anyone, catches us… Sasuke ignores my plea, trying to make me sweat by kissing at my neck. If he keeps going like this, I’m not going to be able to control myself. “Sasuke… Knock it off…” I already feel my self-control slipping.

I lose myself in the feel of his hot, wet tongue laving at my neck. I can’t… But I want to. So, so bad… I get on top of him, taking advantage of his size. I kiss him roughly, forcing my tongue deep into his mouth. I tear at his shirt fiercely before removing it. I lick his chest, roughly teasing his hardening nipples. I look into his flushed face and smirk; I love the effect I have on him.

"I want you in me, Itachi," he whispers, licking the outer shell of my ear. I shiver. God, he really knows how to make me... My hand moves to the hem of his shorts, reaching in to find no underwear beneath. With my other hand I gently tease his lips, looking deep into his eyes. "You're being naughty today, Sasuke." He blushes before smirking at me. "Maybe it's because I feel so dehydrated... I could use some... milk," he says, ensuring that the last word is whispered directly into my ear.

What's up with him today? He's not usually so forward... Not that I'm complaining right now. I carefully undo the zipper, sliding my hand a few more inches south until I reach his length. I run a finger up his arousal, listening to his whimpers of pleasure. I wrap my hand around his member, stroking the full length and hearing his moans. I can't hold on much longer...

I shift our positions, placing him gently in my lap. I begin kissing and licking his neck, running my free hand over his chest while my other hand pleasures him. I feverishly stroke his length, watching his face turn from a calm and collected pale to a ravenous pink. "Does it feel good, my otouto?" "Mm," he whimpers in response. "That wasn't an answer." "It feels so good, aniki," he whispers, "please don't stop."

Getting in touch with my more sadistic side, I let go of his throbbing arousal. I turn him around gently, so that he straddles my waist. "Take off your pants," I order, watching him comply quickly and return to my lap. I smile at his eagerness before removing my straining member from its prison. I don't even bother removing the article completely; half-way is good enough for this purpose.

I spread his legs gently and ready myself to enter him when he stops me, a worried look on his face. "You're... you're not going to..." I smile at him. "Not this time, otouto. Can you handle it?" He nods, pushing himself down onto my erection. I moan, unprepared for the friction and tightness of his unprepared entrance. Tears well up in his eyes. "Sorry, Sasuke," I whisper, feeling pangs of guilt running through me. "It's... it's fine, aniki. It just surprised me," he says back reassuringly, blinking away the tears.

He braces himself against my chest, raising his hips up until I've almost slipped out before quickly pushing back down. The foreign feeling damn near drives me crazy; it feels so amazing, him on top of me, riding my rock-hard member. Though... Each time his hips come down to meet mine, he makes this little sound. It's like this yelp, like he's in pain. I find myself unable to erase the guilt of not preparing his small frame.

"Are... are you alright, Sasuke?" I ask gently, causing him to stop his movements. "Don't worry, aniki, it's starting to feel good." He gives me a gentle smile and continues riding me. The yelping is gone, replaced by deep moans. God, it feels so good. Feeling my need rising, I straighten my back and hold him against my chest, allowing him relax as I thrust into him. He's so tight...

"What the hell are you doing, Itachi?!" Oh, fuck. I turn my head to the hole in the floor that is the entrance of the tree house to see my best friend, Shisui, looking as shocked and confused as my mother had been. Only... I have a feeling that it's not going to end as well. I pull myself from Sasuke, who's being perfectly still from shock. There's no way I can cover for this. This is the single stupidest thing I've ever been caught doing.

I put away my now-limp member and toss Sasuke his clothes. How am I going to explain this...? "Um, Shisui..." I start. "No," he says, cutting me off, "No excuses. What the hell did I just see? Were you just fucking your little brother?" "Ah, well..." I can't think of an answer. I don't know what to do. At least my mother didn't start questioning me then and there. "I know what I saw, Itachi. Admit it." "Sasuke and I..." "What?! Are in love?! What bullshit are you telling the kid?!"

"It's not bullshit," Sauke whispers quietly from the corner, now into his pants, "I love my aniki, and he loves me." "Even so, this is sick on too many levels. What the hell is wrong with the two of you? Number one, you're both guys. Number two, you're brothers. And number three, Sasuke's seven! This is beyond sick. This is disgusting. Itachi, you should know better than to take advantage of a kid, especially in that way."

"He's not taking advantage of me!" Sasuke cuts in, raising his voice to level I've never even heard before," I'm not some dumb kid! I know full well what's happening between us, and it's none of your business!" "I know it's the police's business." Right then I freeze. Is he seriously going to... Am going to be... No way. Shisui, the man I look to as an older brother, sending me to prison. Is he joking? There's no mirth in his eyes, only seriousness that I know says that he means it. He's going to... I'm going to... I can't let that happen.

With a disgusted look, he leaves. This is too horrible. "I'll come back and get you in a sec, okay, Sasuke?" He nods, and I leave, following Shisui. No matter what, this can't happen. I run after him, catching up quickly. "Shisui, you can't do this to me." "I can and will." "Why? Whose getting hurt by this?" "Sasuke." "He'll only be more hurt if I'm in jail!" Shisui stops and looks at me. "You really think that? You really think he'll be fine unless you're taken away from him? Leave the poor kid alone; imagine how much psychological damage you're doing to him. How much stress do you think you're older brother, you're closest relative, molesting you causes?"

I stop in my tracks. Am I hurting Sasuke? The thought tears at me inside. Could I be... "I love you, too, Itachi," he had said. There was no hurt in his eyes. He does love me. I can't let him be hurt. Even if I have to do something bad, I won't let myself be taken from him. With a growl, I jump on Shisui, tackling him to the ground, my hands around his neck. This is no good... but it'll have to do. I drag him by the throat to the river, dunking his head under the water and holding it there. I'm so pissed; I don't even realize... that the bubbles... stopped.

I really didn't mean to kill him. I didn't want to. I was just blinded by rage. He was my best friend. However, there's no denying what I've done. Now, my situation's even worse