Someone Else's Eyes

A/N: long time no update, but it was requested by a dear friend, and i just couldn't say no. there will probably be more soon, as we worked out where the hell this is going. i hope you like it guys, so read, rate and review, okay? ^.^


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The next day, though it dawned late in the Uchiha townhouse, was set off with a bang. The maids were scurrying around, and Shisui was in a panic because no one knew where Sasuke was. The boy hadn't been in Itachi's bed when they went to wake him up, and he hadn't been in his own room either. That wasn't much of a surprise though, as the boy hadn't even set foot in that room once, preferring to surround himself with the sights and scents of his brother. It struck the staff as a bit weird, but they were used to master Itachi by now, and knew they were paid to keep their mouths shut.

By noon Shisui was busy calling everywhere he could think of, everywhere the boy had expressed any interest in going, everywhere he'd taken the boy on their afternoons out. He knew Itachi would be coming back that night, a little earlier than expected, and the man would be livid if Sasuke was still missing then, hell he would probably be livid if he found out they had lost the boy at all. The idea struck Shisui as a little comical, but he couldn't bring himself to laugh at anything right now, worried that Itachi would drown him in a bathtub if he didn't find Sasuke NOW.

It was around 12:30 when he finally got a positive answer, Deidara had seen Sasuke down at the pub last night. The boy had gone upstairs looking for someone, and he hadn't been seen coming down yet. Shisui sighed in utter relief, telling the blond to hold Sasuke there if he tried to leave, and that he was running right over to get the boy. He told one of the maids to ring for the carriage, and then took a moment to slow his racing heart, saying a small prayer. He hoped that Sasuke was still there and in one piece when he got there, because if he wasn't Shisui was sure he'd have to get himself on the next boat out of the country, because friend, lover or stranger, no one made Itachi mad without getting themselves in serious trouble.


X


Sasuke woke to warmth, rough sheets, and bright light. A familiar voice was calling his name, and warm hands were shaking him gently. He yawned, trying to roll over and go back to sleep. The voice just got louder though.

"Hey, Sasuke, get up! I'm serious, we need to get out of the room, and I need to go take a shower before my next ... uh ... appointment..." Sasuke cracked an eye, and couldn't quite push down the smile that twitched at the corners of his mouth. He stretched lazily, turning to face Naruto as the boy turned around, straightening things in the bedside table, cleaning it down with a damp cloth once everything was stored. He turned to glare at Sasuke, but it didn't quite come out right, the Uchiha looking a little too innocently content. He sighed, picking up Sasuke's pants from where they lay on the floor and dusting them off, laying them on the bed.

"Come on, Sasuke. I've gotta get moving, so you do too. I mean, any more time will just cost double and it's not like your getting anything good out of it so get moving." Sasuke started slightly, his eyes growing cold at the little reminder of Naruto's profession. He hadn't really thought about the fact that he would have to pay for this, though money wasn't really a problem for him so it wasn't that. He just wanted to think that maybe Naruto liked him somehow, that he wasn't just one of the boy's many customers.

He grunted, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and stretching once again before slipping the pants on over his hips. He was dragging the shirt over his head when the door slammed open, and he turned to look. His eyes were startled and wide and he blushed heavily to see Shisui standing there, panting a little, but with a look of utter victory shining in his eyes. Sasuke cursed his luck before sliding the garment down, smoothing the wrinkles from the rumpled cotton.

"Christ on a crutch, Sasuke. Don't go running off like that again, if Itachi found out he'd be pretty damn pissed. We were worried too, if something happened to you it would be very bad news and your brother has some pretty bad enemies out there." Sasuke just scowled, pulling on his shoes. The morning just kept getting worse.


X


Itachi arrived back that afternoon, right before dinner was to be served. Sasuke, who had spent the rest of the morning sulking around, burying himself in his brother's bed again, was overjoyed. Now that Itachi was back he wouldn't be stuck in this house all day, alone with the servants and Shisui, who had become like a goddamn watch dog all afternoon.

The first thing his brother did was have a shower, sending his bags up to his room with one of the servants. Sasuke had been waiting in Itachi's bed when he got out, a dark, plush robe Sasuke didn't recognize hugging his frame. Sasuke couldn't help but smile.

"I missed you Aniki, it was boring without you." Itachi just smirked at that, crossing the room quickly to lean in, touching his own nose to his little brother's, looking into the boy's eyes.

"I bet it was, otouto. I'm here now though, and I will be for awhile. How about the two of us go out to dinner tonight. We can have the meal downstairs put away and just have a quiet night. I missed you too, you know." He paused, leaning closer until their lips were almost touching, his voice dropping almost to a whisper. "Besides, your formal wear was delivered today, and I can't wait to see how stunning you'll look."

Sasuke felt his heart flutter a little at that, and impulsively he leaned in, taking Itachi's lips in his, opening his mouth against
his brother's tentatively, relaxing into the kiss when Itachi pushed back, his tongue yielding to Itachi's experience in the matter. He barely cut short the moan bubbling up his throat when his brother pulled away, straightening up with a smirk.

"Go get dressed, Sasuke. I'll send for you when we're ready to leave." Sasuke sprang to his feet then, leaving the room with a smile plastered to his face.


X


The restaurant Itachi chose wasn't the fanciest place Sasuke had ever been, but it was still a very nice venue. It was clearly popular, and Sasuke saw a couple of familiar faces in the crowd, from that party Itachi had invited him to. They sat at a secluded table, as per Itachi's request. Everyone here seemed to respect the older Uchiha greatly, not that that was much of a surprise.

Itachi ordered for them both, getting a bottle of wine to go with their meal and smiling at the waiter as he walked away. Sasuke looked after him, but found his attention drawn back to Itachi once again. His brother was smiling cooly, watching Sasuke closely enough to make the boy blush. Itachi just smirked.

"So Sasuke, what have you been up to in my absence? I hope you didn't get into too much trouble without me here to bail you out." Sasuke froze, unsure about whether or not to tell his brother about his rendezvous with Naruto. He couldn't lie to Itachi though, looking him straight in the eyes.

"I went to visit that blond boy. Shisui took me over when I got fitted, he had some business there, and I met the boy again while I was there. He's quite charming, I got more than a little lonely without you." Sasuke didn't miss the little flash of something that sped through Itachi's eyes then, before the older boy just smiled.

"Yes, he'd quite something. Though I think I may have to have a little conversation with Shisui when I return about where it is and isn't proper to take you while I'm gone." Sasuke scowled a little. He wasn't some child anymore, and he might not be legally of age yet but he was still mature enough to make his own decisions. Still, a part of him was glad that Shisui might get in some trouble for that, especially after the man had barged in this morning. He wasn't going to argue either point with his brother though, he didn't care that much. Itachi was home now and that was the only thing that mattered.

They finished dinner fast, talking idly the whole time, but it was when they finished that Sasuke's heart began to beat faster. He was already anticipating his brother's taste again when they paid the bill and left, climbing back into the coach that had taken them over. He slid in as close to Itachi as he could, once they were seated, snuggling his face into the crook of the man's neck and taking in the unique smell. It had faded a bit around Itachi's room, but here it was still strong, fresh and clean. He sighed.

He could feel the rumble of his brother's chuckle through the skin, and he toyed briefly with the idea of being affronted, that could injure his pride a good deal in the end. He couldn't really care enough in the end though, too happy to just be back in that comfortable little universe, just him and Itachi.

His brother reached over, taking his hand and lacing their fingers together simply, looking down at him with a slight smile. Sasuke blushed, but didn't pull back. Itachi leaned in, their eyes locking for a minute before the older boy closed the distance between them, moving to cover Sasuke's lips with his own, sealing them and gently nudging them open, exploring inside slowly, languidly.

Sasuke's heart sped up and his breathing went ragged at the sensation, and he couldn't quite hold back the slight whimper as Itachi pulled away. He sat there obediently though, leaning back against the seat, panting hard. The sweat that glistened lightly across his forehead didn't do much to cool him down.

Itachi laid his free hand on the younger boy's thigh, squeezing gently. Sasuke almost purred at the contact, and dropped his brother's hand, untangling his own arms to bring them forwards, feeling across the hard planes and dips of his brother's chest. He shivered slightly, leaning his face in to nuzzle at Itachi's neck as his hands trailed downwards.

He could feel his brother's hardness poking into him then, and he shifted against it, watching the expression on Itachi's face change, as his brother's eyes slipped shut. He pushed off of Itachi's lap then, sliding down to kneel on the floor of the carriage. His fingers, thick with a nervous excitement and desire, fumbled with the catch to his brother's pants. He got them untied, finally, and managed to open them enough to draw out the shaft within.

He was captivated by Itachi's cock, like he always was. It was hard, yet soft at the same time, the skin encasing it was damp with sweat and the head was glistening with another fluid, clear and sticky to the touch. Sasuke grasped the shaft loosely, rubbing his thumb over the head and smearing the liquid across it. He didn't miss the little hiss of pleasure this drew from Itachi's lips. He looked up at his brother in wonder, the question obvious in his eyes. Itachi's tongue darted out to wet his lips, and he smirked slightly.

"Lick it, Otouto. Put your tongue on it." Sasuke nodded absently, and his eyes focused back to the task at hand. He was nervous again now, suddenly. He'd never done that before, the thought had never entered his mind, but it seemed to make sense. He stuck his tongue out, tentatively dragging it across the tip of the older Uchiha's erection. The taste was a little weird, different than anything he'd tasted before, but he found he liked it, in a way.

He relaxed a little more, bracing one hand on his brother's hip, the other circling the base of Itachi's shaft lightly, holding it in place while his lips slid down over it. He moved his tongue against the shaft, the memory of last night suddenly surfacing. He could remember what Naruto had done, and how spectacular it had felt. He closed his eyes, the memory a mixed blessing. He was ashamed of thinking of anyone else when Itachi was right there dammit, but the little things he remembered made his chest twist with joy, he'd be able to do this all the better, impress Itachi into keeping him around even longer.

Sasuke forced his focused back to Itachi's cock, still buried in his mouth. He pushed forwards on it, laving the sides with his tongue. Then the tip hit his throat, and he gagged, not expecting that. He pulled back, coughing and scowling. The hadn't happened to Naruto, was he doing it wrong? He tried again, taking the tip in his mouth and circling it with his tongue, preparing himself. He dove for it, his tongue sliding up the underside of Itachi's cock, until the tip nudged at his throat again, and he gagged once more.

He paused, slightly startled as he felt his brother's fingers tangle in his hair, tightening slightly as he withdrew again. Not all the way this time, even though his eyes were watering slightly. He focused on Itachi though, the thickness and weight of the shaft in his mouth, how it tasted and how the soft skin felt against his tongue. Those thoughts managed to renew his erection, flagging from the inattention and the surprise. He let his tongue dance around Itachi's cock, circling it firmly, and then pulling back to flick around the head, through the little slit on top.

Itachi moaned again, and the sound brought Sasuke a little shot of confidence. He could feel the way his brother's fingers were grappling at his scalp lightly, the way the shaft in his mouth pulsed and twitched slightly with every quickened beat of his brother's heart, the way the broad thigh muscles beneath him stiffened a little with every little wave of pleasure. He let his eyes slide closed, sinking into his task with everything he had, devoting his energy entirely to Itachi's pleasure.

"Mmm, Sasuke..." The throaty quality to his brother's voice, the way his own name slipped from that mouth made him moan quietly, his own cock almost painfully hard now. He kept his focus though, and it was only a heartbeat before his mouth was flooded with his brother's hot cum. The fingers in his hair tightened to the point where it brought tears to his eyes, and those hands pulled him closer, until the tip of Itachi's cock was pushing against his throat, the muscles gagging and spasming around it, tears forming in his eyes at the slight pain and confusion. He didn't try to pull back though, not until Itachi's shaft had gone soft in his mouth, those fingers unwound to run softly through his hair. He was gasping for breath, coughing weakly as he pulled back a little, his brother's soft cock sliding out, leaving a wet trail of saliva and cum down his chin as it fell.

He sat there for a second, his eyes half closed, his head spinning, as he felt the older Uchiha shift in front of him. Then, all of a sudden he was being scooped up again, nestled across his brother's lap with his head resting lightly on the crook of Itachi's collarbone. He opened his eyes in wonder, his breath still panting, and Itachi smiled, pressing a small kiss to his temple and gathering his close. He wiped the trail of drool and ejaculate from the boy's chin gently, the soft cotton of the handkerchief mopping the pale skin clean.

Itachi bent then, and took Sasuke's lips, teasing them open with his tongue and exploring every crevice inside. Sasuke moaned into the contact, desperate for anything that might tell him that Itachi appreciated what he'd done, that he'd liked it. Sasuke was so caught up that he didn't notice the coach pulling to a stop. The door opening though, he heard that, and scrambled to right himself, fearing that if they were caught in such a compromising situation that Itachi wouldn't want to bother with him again, that he might jettison Sasuke in favor of something else. Itachi just smiled though, fixing the boy's jacket before straightening his own clothes, letting the driver help Sasuke down before following him, ushering the boy up the walk and in through the door.

Sasuke was happy, ecstatic in fact, and his fingers trembled slightly on the buttons of his jacket as he handed it to the maid inside the door. He followed Itachi carefully, up the stairs and down the hallway, the familiar path to his brother's room well worn in his head. He could barely force himself to wait until the door was closed behind them to grab Itachi once again, hold him tight and close, taking in that singular scent again, and letting his eyes flutter closed. He could never leave this room again, and he'd be happy, as long as Itachi stayed with him.

His brother shifted them, without Sasuke letting go, and walked them to the bed, seating himself and hefting Sasuke up into his lap, cool hands lingering a little too long on Sasuke's ass to be incidental, before sliding up under the boy's shirt, Sasuke snuggling in tighter at the slight chill. He gasped quietly when this brought him into contact with Itachi's member, just starting to harden again under the contact. He felt a flush of pride shudder through him, not only had he succeeded in making his brother cum, but now Itachi was getting hard again, just from touching him. Sasuke smiled, his eyes closing from the sheer size of it, and his hands quickly set to work trying to slide his brother's shirt off.

Itachi looked down at him then, amused, and let himself be undressed, watching as the vest and shirt both sank into a pile on the floor. Itachi laughed quietly, as Sasuke set to work, sliding his pale little hands across Itachi's chest, letting his mouth follow, licking and nipping a path across the firm muscles leading down to Itachi's toned stomach. He wrapped his fingers gently into Sasuke's hair, using the grip to pull the boy back slowly until their eyes could meet. Itachi couldn't quite keep the smirk from his face.

"As eager as you are, Otouto, and as good as that feels, I do believe it's your turn to feel good right now. Sit back and relax, I'll handle it." Itachi steered his brother until the boy was beside him, laying back on the bed, his hands fiddling with the coverlet underneath him nervously as he stared up at Itachi with dark eyes, scared and confused but still completely trusting. Itachi felt something skip in his chest a little at that, but pushed it away. He needed to focus now.

He let his mouth fall onto Sasuke's shoulder, nipping a little line across to the little crook of the boy's collar bone, sinking his teeth in there enough to make his little brother let out a little moaning yelp of surprise and pain, before soothing it gently with him tongue and lips. He loved the way Sasuke shivered under him slightly with pleasure every time he nipped at the flesh of his chest, moving downwards, copying the boy's earlier trail, only a little bit more slowly, surely, pausing at the nipples, to suckle gently, then nip, then soothe them, with a little lave of the tongue. Sasuke's breath was coming in harsh pants by the time he got to the boy's stomach, stopping to circle his tongue around the little hole before thrusting it inside, hot breath fanning over the boy's stomach. He sucked up to the skin then, letting his teeth sink into Sasuke's flesh again, and the boy was bleeding a little this time, his little fingers digging hard into Itachi's shoulder from the pain. Itachi just licked at the wound apologetically, and moved lower, loosening the bands holding his little brother's pants closed while he slid his tongue along it, right at the edge of the revealed skin.

Then they were off, he slid them down over the boy's hips, and away, moving back to look at his brother then. The boy was beautiful, pale and sheened with sweat, only his underwear still on, clinging slightly to his frame, outlining his hard and dripping cock through the thin material, his chest moving quickly with each panting breath, eyes half closed in passion. Itachi felt his own erection pulse in his pants, and he forced himself to stop for a second, licking his lips to calm himself before diving back in. His hand cupped Sasuke's cock through the cotton it strained against, rolling it against the boy's stomach and listening to the pained little moan that escaped Sasuke's mouth, the boy's dark eyes finally squeezing shut at the sensation. Itachi was careful though, knowing that Sasuke's control wasn't as good as his own, and that anything could set him off.

He grinned, spreading his brother's legs with one hand, while the other scooped the little black vial of oil from the table. He knew he had to keep doing this right, to keep the boy coming back for more. He coated one finger, and slid it around the hole, until the little pink pucker glistened in the low light. Sasuke moaned, his body wriggling a little, anxiously trying to press back onto him. Itachi smirked, leaning in and nipping lightly at Sasuke's stomach, and at the same time pushing that first finger in, quick and painless. Sasuke was relaxed and hot around him though, and the slick finger slid in easily. Sasuke rocked his hips, bucking up into that finger, and riding it slowly, his breathing harsh and halting.

Itachi smirked again, pushing the boy's hips back down to still them before continuing, sliding a second slicked finger inside. Sasuke twitched a little around him, but stayed mostly still, the effort showing on his face. Itachi leaned in, laying a soft kiss on the boy's cheek as he slid in the third. Sasuke's eyes slid open, dark pools of need and passion, and Itachi almost lost it right there. He closed his own eyes though, laying another kiss on the boy's lips, a little less chaste this time, before withdrawing. He coated his own erection with the oil now, and sat down beside his brother, turning to Sasuke with a smile.

"Otouto, come here." Sasuke shifted, crawling closer to his brother, his eyes confused but still burning hot with desire. Itachi's breath caught a little bit in his throat as he swung Sasuke over the straddle him, laying back and looking up at the startled boy. He smiled, adjusting Sasuke's position on top of him until the boy's ass was sitting on his hips. He pulled Sasuke up a little, guiding the boy's own pale little hands to wrap around his hardness, guiding it to his own prepared hole.

The boy was a little tentative, but he knew what he wanted really, so he took a deep breath, and sunk down onto the shaft, Itachi's breath catching in his throat with a gasp as Sasuke's hole swallowed him. It was hot and wet and tight and beautiful, and in that moment he couldn't think straight, his mind kept circling back to how much he'd missed this and how next time he might want to consider bringing the boy with him when he left. None of the people he'd had sex with while he was gone compared to this, and Itachi had no idea why.

Sasuke took a deep breath, and started to move, slowly, with small jerking motions that got smoother and quicker as he went, until he fell into a pace, letting his head loll back and arching his back as Itachi's cock touched him inside in all the right places. He bit his lip to keep from yelling.

Itachi's eyes were locked onto the boy above him, shimmering with sweat in the low light, riding him so sensuously, like there was nothing else in the whole world he'd rather be doing right then, like this was his heaven. Itachi's breath caught again, his hands moving from where they were limply gripping Sasuke's hips to where they could slide against the boy's skin, so hot under his fingers, and up to brush that hair from the boy's perfect face.

Their eyes locked again then, and Sasuke's lips, which had been forming some silent cry, finally found their ability to speak, forming his name, over and over. Itachi, Itachi, and then Sasuke tensed around him, little fingers suddenly clawing almost desperately at his skin before he exploded, with one last call of his brother's name.

That was too much for Itachi, the sudden pulsing tightness and the throaty call of his name threw him over the edge, he hissed as he came suddenly, spouting into his brother with a strangled cry.

Sasuke flopped forwards then, as Itachi softened inside of him, cuddling up to his brother, pillowing his head in the crook of the older boy's neck, and letting himself slip off to sleep.