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Uchiha Sasuke, age 7 1/2


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Sasuke concentrated all of his chakra into the jutsu his brother had showed him, trying to get the seals perfect, but still not quite getting the right results. He sighed dejectedly. Four whole hours in the clearing practicing and he still hadn't gotten the damn thing to work. He was utterly frustrated then, and he barely held back the scream he wanted to let go, instead clenching his fists tight, hot tears leaking out of the sides of his eyes.


No, no, no, no, no, I'm not going to fucking CRY. I'm not two years old, I'm not... he thought desperately, trying to blink them back. It just wasn't fair. He breathed deeply, trying to calm himself, balance the energy he still had. He sighed, sinking down to the foot of the birch tree closest to him, smiling for the first time in awhile.


This was the clearing Itachi had brought him to, the one where his brother trained when he was home. Sasuke almost blushed when he thought of their first kiss, in this very tree. He knew on some level what he did with his brother was "wrong," but it was wrong in the same way as staying up past his bedtime and not washing behind his ears. It was grownup kind of wrong, a kind of wrong he didn't understand or respect, but knew to play along with, if only in a bid for his parents' affection. He sighed again, a heavy sigh that shouldn't come from one so young, and tried to focus on the good things. Like Itachi's return.


His brother was coming back tonight, and he had promised to spend some time with Sasuke, as their parents were going out of town for the weekend, to a wedding for some distant cousin on his mother's side, which promised to be boring and horrible. He was glad he didn't have to go. But that lead him back to the reason he was out here in the first place, his failure of the day. It seemed to Sasuke he was always doing something wrong wrong, and this was no different.


Before Itachi had left the last time, he had shown Itachi a new jutsu, a family jutsu that marked a coming of age. He had promised his brother, when they had said goodbye, that by the time he returned he would have mastered the jutsu by himself, and now he felt weak and stupid because he hadn't, and his brother was coming back so soon and he would have to admit that he failed again, that he needed help. He hated needing help, Itachi never needed anyone's help, he was strong enough to do everything himself. He sighed, and climbed back to his feet. It was getting dark, but Sasuke swore he'd get this right if eh had to do it a million times, if he had to do it until his arms fell off and he had no more chakra to push through it. He would get it. He'd promised Itachi he would.

X

When Itachi got home, his little brother was nowhere to be found, which struck him as odd, and neither parent knew where the boy was, though it couldn't be said that they'd actually noticed Sasuke's absence either. It took a moment of contemplation, but when he thought about it it made perfect sense. He knew exactly where his Otouto would be. Itachi gathered up a lantern, and a blanket, and headed out the back door to find his brother.

X

Sasuke surfaced from sleep in degrees, first noticing it was cold, then feeling the hand on his shoulder, rocking him gently awake, and the Itachi's quiet voice. He couldn't help but smile as he woke, because his aniki was here, finally. Sasuke stretched his arms up to wrap around his brother's neck, pulling them together so he could nuzzle sleepily at the warm junction at the crook of the older boy's neck.


"Well Sasuke, now that you're awake, mind telling me why you're out here in the woods when I was waiting for you at the house?" Sasuke's eyes fell, and his lips pressed into a tight line. He looked away, coloring slightly.


"I - I was just..." He paused, fighting with his t-shirt, not meeting Itachi's eyes, "I don't wanna talk about it aniki" the boy whined out. Itachi just shook his head.


"Sasuke, just tell me. I was a little worried there, and hey, maybe I can help, hm?" The boy just blushed harder, tears coming to his eyes then.


"No aniki - I just - I - I tried the fireball jutsu you showed me, and I practiced and practiced but I couldn't get it right, and I just kept failing and failing and I only wanted to show you I was a good ninja, I only wanted you to be proud of me, and now I haven't done anything but prove how much I suck and I don't want you to hate me, even if I can't do things as well as you can, even if I can't do anything right, well, anything important anyways..." Itachi smiled a little, guiding his brother's face down to his own, laying a firm but delicate kiss on his warm lips. The contact was quick and relatively chaste, but it still made Sasuke's heart quicken and his eyes slide closed as he focused on nothing but this. He whined slightly when Itachi pulled back.


"You certainly do that quite well, are you saying thats not important?" Sasuke's eyes widened as he shook his head. Itachi poked him lightly in the forehead.


"You're just fine. And don't worry, most people don't get the fireball jutsu right the first time. I'm sure with enough practice you'll be able to do it perfectly." Itachi stood, pulling the reluctant boy to his feet. "I'll tell you what, lets make a deal. Come back home with me now and I promise I'll take you out to train with me every day that mom and dad are gone. Deal?" Sasuke couldn't help but grin, even though his cheeks were tracked with tears.


"Deal"

X

The younger Uchiha stared dejectedly out into the rain from the porch on the back of the house. It was freezing, pouring rain for hours now, and on top of all of that it didn't look like it would stop anytime soon. He sighed, so much for training with Itachi. It was way too cold, they'd both get sick. He knew they couldn't train in this weather, but that didn't stop him from pouting. Stupid world, it was conspiring against him, he could just feel it. He was so absorbed in the self pity he felt he didn't hear Itachi come up behind him.


"Well Sasuke, it looks like the fates have not smiled upon the two of us today." His brother jumped at the noise, turning around to face him, still pouting pitifully. Itachi paused before continuing, "But, since you've been waiting so patiently here, why don't you pick some other game for us to play instead, otouto?" Sasuke smiled, blushing a little. He knew what game he wanted to play...


"I - Aniki - can we -" but that was as far as he got, trailing off to an awkward blushing silence. Itachi chuckled, leaning forwards to press his forehead against his brother's.


"Can we what?" He asked with a smirk. Sasuke just stood, mouth slightly open, eyes wide and fearful until Itachi closed the distance between them, meeting the younger's soft lips with his own, and yes, this was it, exactly what the boy had wanted. Sasuke sighed into the contact, letting his body relax into his brother's arms. He moaned softly when his brother pulled back, vocalizing his displeasure at the loss of contact.


"Ah, but otouto, I have an even better game that we can play, now that Mom and Dad are gone. Why don't you-" He emphasized the syllable with a poke to Sasuke's forehead, the pout returning to the boy's face "- go upstairs and fill the bathtub. I will be up in a minute, I have to go grab some things." Sasuke's smile almost split his face.


"Is this game like the game we played last time you came home, aniki?" Itachi shook his head, grinning.


"Kind of. It's the same, but different." He leaned in close, whispering into his brother's ear then, "but if you don't go fill up that tub, you may never know."


Sasuke's eyes went wide then, as he scurried backwards, hurrying to get upstairs and get everything ready, concerned that his brother might leave him again. He couldn't deal with that.

X

Itachi looked down at the sight before him and was utterly and completely convinced that it was the most erotic thing he'd ever seen. His brother was stretched out in front of him, facing downwards, leaning over the end of the tub. His arms were bound behind him with coiled hemp rope, soft with age. His skin sparkled in the light, damp with a combination of oil, sweat, and the warm water they both sat in. He was blindfolded, his head twisting around, neck craning to look in the direction of his brother as much as was possible, mouth opening and closing on air, small whimpers falling from his lips every once and awhile.


His brother had been reluctant at first, balking and the sight of the coil of rope, but with a little purring and cajoling he had given in, trusting his brother with everything. It made Itachi smirk to know he could probably get the other boy to do whatever he wanted if he asked right. And this site was totally worth anything he could have had to do to get here, he knew that.


The feeling of Sasuke's smooth slick skin under his palms brought him back to the present. He moved then to dip his fingers in the small bowl of oil sitting on the rim once more, raising them to whisper the liquid across the boy's hips and backwards, teasing the cleft of his ass slightly before wiggling the first finger inside, gentle but firm. He felt his desire throb at the little cries escaping his brother with every movement. When the muscles around his finger relaxed once more he eased another in beside it, pulsing the two in and out together, planting soft kisses on Sasuke's back when the boy hissed in pain at the intrusion.


The muscles relaxed again and he shifted the digits, scissoring them to stretch the hole. He whispered soothing nonsense into his brother's back as he prepared him, arching his slender fingers now, looking for that nub inside of him that would make Sasuke tingle all over. The boy's sudden strangled cry let him know he was successful. He pulled the fingers out then, readying himself for the final push, something that had haunted the space behind his eyes for longer than he could remember.


He sighed as he pushed his way in, taking his brother's flagging arousal in his firm grip and pumping it as he slowly seated himself to the base. He waited patiently then for the easing that came with relaxation. As soon as he felt the pressure ease he started the gentle rolling of his hips, looking for that spot inside of Sasuke once again.


The boy's cries were like music, a wonderfully arousing melody in minor key. It was clear he was struggling not to speak, as Itachi had commanded him, but it was difficult. Instead he moaned nonsensical sounds, letting the world know his pleasure without words. He panted as his breath quickened, feeling Itachi pressed into his back above him. His cries were becoming more coherent as he lost his concentration, but it wasn't until Itachi heard his own name moaned from those lips that the older ninja lost his as well.


He picked up speed, groaning his own pleasure, pumping the boy's erection underneath him with one hand, the other curled harshly around Sasuke's slender hip, steering the boy where he wanted him and steadying his form in place. The quick and aggressive pace he had could not have lasted long, but it was still a minor shock when Sasuke trembled and tightened beneath him, crying out in one long keening tone.


"Itachi..." and then he was falling as well, the sight too sweet, the boy rippling around him. It was all beautiful. He moaned slightly when he came, before relaxing gently forwards to lean onto his brother's back, cooing sweet nothings to the boy, whose hair was wild around his face, sculpted by sweat and oil and water.


He continued the soothing whispers as he brought his hands up to removed the ropes from Sasuke's arms, massaging the pale skin around the red impressions left behind. The boy turned then, his arms wrapping around Itachi's neck, laying his cheek against the warm smooth surface of his Aniki's chest and whimpering his name,


"Itachi, Itachi, Itachi..." He smiled, reaching down to pull Sasuke's blindfold gently free, his fingers trailing down the boy's cheek lightly. He planted a kiss on top of the boy's rumpled hair, and settled them both down in the water, still warm around them.

X

Sasuke stood on the back lawn, feet firmly planted, resisting the temptation to look back at his brother who stood on the porch behind him, next to his father, who was reading the newspaper, ignoring the younger boy. He took a moment to level his breathing, focus his chakra, picturing the seals in his mind before he let his hands move at all. He could do this, he knew he could do this. He paused for one beat, then raised his hands.


The seals were quick, his hands flying over them, having practiced them for so long, then the last came, and he closed his eyes, raising his hands to his lips and blowing. He felt the heat, the explosion of flame that left his face dry of sweat and tears. He held his poise on the outside, but on the inside he threw his head back and laughed, rejoicing in the fact that he had done it. He looked up then, calmly as he could, to see his father looking over to him, an impressed expression on his face. He allowed himself a smile when Itachi caught his eyes and mouthed the words 'I knew you could.' The older boy turned around, heading back into the house before their father could open his mouth.


"I guess you're finally becoming a man Sasuke. It's good to know there's some hope for our future. Just don't follow the road you're brother has gone down, there is nothing honorable to be found there." The man then stood, closing the door lightly behind him, leaving Sasuke on the gravel out back alone, his small smile of victory falling to a disillusioned frown.


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A/N: so before you say anything, the rope thing is kinda weird, i know, but itachi's just a teenager at this point, just trying to see how far he can push Sasuke before the boy pushes back. *shrug*