Lurid Desires of One's Heart

Lurid Desires of One’s Heart - Chapter 3

Not a moment too soon after pulling Sasuke’s sheets up to his shoulders while his head lulled against his pillow, his eyes slowly slid closed.

I heard our mother approach and slide the door to Sasuke’s room open a bit to peek at her sleeping angel, but her eyes fell to me instead probably thinking me an intruder or a pedophile…her widened eyes relaxed as she realized who sat at her baby’s bedside.

“Itachi, what-”

“I was just tucking Sasuke in,” I whispered in reply to the hushed tone she assumed.

I stood knowing that she would not see anything other than what the sliver of light revealed to her eyes as long as she stood in the hall with light hiding what was in shadow from her vision. She would not be able to see Sasuke’s shorts and little boy undies lying on the otherwise bare floor.

She smiled in kind as I exited the haven of my sweet little raven. Yes, I had already become possessive through the hardly definable moment we had shared this strange night that all I had built up to crumbled to the bedrock of my conscious. This wasn’t the first moment I had felt an odd sensation for my little brother that buried itself deep in the recesses of my mind, but it was the first time I had ever allowed it to surface and become something other than just two brother’s innocent fondness for the other. I had a lot to mull over once there was adequate time to do so, later when I was supposed to be sleeping would be a good time as any.

My mother touched my shoulder tenderly while giving me a look that said ‘I remember when you were small enough to fit in the crook of my arm…my how you’ve grown’ as I pushed the door open farther, enough to pass. I knew she would look in at Sasuke one last time even as I slid the door quickly, as not to alert Sasuke to full awareness, to where only a sliver of light would cascade through. As I thought, she did take one last longing glance at the sleeping angel within before sliding the door closed.

She looked to me, “I’m glad to see you spending time with Sasuke.” Then, she turned on her heel to presumably head off to the bedroom she and father shared, to sleep.

It was not too terribly late, but the day’s events would weigh heavily on anyone.

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“I know you feel sympathy for your little brother, Itachi, but permitting him to do such insidious acts is beyond reason and the moral values that uphold the Uchiha legacy!”

Shisui…so righteous with your beliefs. You had been the one hiding, secretly watching my every action.

“You’re jealous,” I stated calmly.

His eyes widened at the accusation, and he stuttered not even able to form any words to retort the allegation.

My lips quirked upward as he squirmed under my intense gaze. We had been friends for a long while, he knew how I was, and I him. Why would it be shocking that I could so clearly see his feelings geared in my direction?

“I-I’m not!”

He had approached me a few minutes prior to pushing upon me his views of the situation between Sasuke and I. Before he had, I had been training. I had went through the motions on auto pilot, and instead used my mind to supply me with images of what I had done not more than twelve hours ago, but that was before I was interrupted by Shisui’s conflicting views. He said one thing while longed to do the same as Sasuke had, though proclaimed it to be a scandal.

It was too bad that I had outgrown our friendship. Even though Shisui was a few years older than I, we had been on the same mental age level, but now it was obvious that I surpassed the one I claimed to be like an older brother to me.

A light flush caressed the crests of Shisui’s cheeks, but that could be due to the heat. He looked to be hyperventilating, actually.

He calmed himself enough to formulate words and thoughts into complete sentences, “Itachi! It’s rude to make obscene accusations like that! What’s wrong with you?”

“I make no false claims.”

He gaped for a moment before composing himself, “If you intend to continue along this path, I’ll have to alert the head of the clan, and most assuredly your father, to your inappropriate behavior with your younger brother.”

I decided to take a new angle, “Why were you watching me, if not stalking someone whom you have romantic fantasies about?”

Shisui’s eyes widened, and then adverted as a puff of white smoke engulfed his body leaving nothing behind. I suppose I revealed what I had too much too soon for Shisui’s liking.

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“Nii-san! Nii-san!”

It had been a busy week since Shisui had confronted me with the situation between Sasuke and I. During that week, I had not doted on my younger brother once. Of course, he had been miffed at first trying all the harder to gain my attention, but before he could try anything drastic, I was called away to a mission that lasted roughly five and a half days.

Sasuke smiled cutely as he approached me, but stopped more than a foot away to look questioningly up at me. “What is it, otouto?” I asked calmly, though was secretly amused by the way Sasuke acted, as if trying to reign in his emotions to act as he should, especially when Okaasan was milling around and about doing household chores and such.

“Would you help me with shuriken practice?”

I nodded complying with his simple request, trailing after him as he ran this way and that, finally into a thicket. At the precise moment I entered the thick foliage which brushed against my body as I passed, I was attacked.

The momentum of the tackle threw me onto the ground, but it was obvious to anyone except Sasuke, that I had let him take advantage of the situation. He sat atop my chest triumphant that he had managed to topple me with a large grin plastered to his face oblivious to the fact that I had let him gain the advantage in order to…

“I thought you wanted to train.”

He shook his head, and his hair flew about in all directions before settling back into its original state when he stopped abruptly. I allowed a smirk to grace my features before swapping our positions in my favor.

“So,” I nuzzled his neck, “Sasuke wants to play? Is that it?”

His giggles filled my ears and the vibrations from the sounds in his small chest cavity rose up to tantalize my own. I suckled the flesh under my lips, and the giggles died to a sweet mewling sound.

As I continued to suck tenderly earning sweeter noises from the little forest dryad (wood nymph) I had the pleasure of capturing, a voice interrupted the swirling motions of my tongue, “Itachi!”

“Shisui…” I said as calmly as I had when encountering the irate older Uchiha earlier.

I stood slowly, and looked above to the tree branch the elder was poised, “Sasuke, go home.”

“But-”

“Go.”

He reluctantly stood brushing off his clothes halfheartedly. I knew he wanted to continue the action that we had been indulging, and that he secretly despised Shisui because he had taken most of my attention when Sasuke was younger, but Shisui would not leave without alerting everyone of the developing relations between ‘the prodigy’ and his younger sibling.

“Now.” My tone took on a commanding force that caused Sasuke to skitter away without so much as a glance back.

Once I no longer felt his presence, Shisui hopped down from his perch to face me.

“What were you doing?”

“It’s strange how you keep happening upon Sasuke and myself, accidentally.”

“I fear for your brother’s safety.”

“You should fear for your own,” I deadpanned, but Shisui didn’t seem as impressionable as before when he was so easily manipulated.

He stepped forward in challenge, looking down at me with his vivid eyes that I had come to admire, and breathed upon my visage ever so softly as if to tease.

I was not taking his bait, but simply stood before him and stared back at those eyes that conveyed more emotion than he would have liked to allow. Then, his lips ever so slightly brushed against my own, and I did not react.

Feeling equally nothing, Shisui pulled back mirroring my emotionless expression.

“I’m watching you. Every step you take. Everything I see will be reported. I’ll let these past mishaps slip, but from now on, you’re nothing more than a stranger to me which I was ordered to watch. That’s right, everyone has sensed a change in you, and it has not gone unnoticed.”

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I remembered reading an old moth eaten scroll about the ‘Mangekyo Sharingan’, and whether this old scroll happened to be legendary folklore or the truth beyond all words, a plan had been set into motion regardless.