Foolish Otouto

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Foolish Otouto

Sasuke stared out the window in the bedroom. He never left it locked, but the person he left it open for hadn’t shown up in weeks. The boy rested his head against the windowsill, perhaps he was dead. Perhaps the mission to find the kyuubi’s shell had finally killed him. Tears welled up in Sasuke’s eyes, was his beloved aniki dead? The last of his family…

The boy closed the window and crawled into bed. It was only four in the afternoon, but it was dark, rain pouring in torrents from black clouds. “How fitting,” Sasuke thought as he curled up to a pillow, “A dark day to remember dark things…”
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At eight Sasuke had been determined to achieve everything his aniki had, so their father would acknowledge him and love him like he loved Itachi. That desire kept him at his kunai practice later than usual; it was dark by the time he returned home. As he approached the Uchiha compound something felt… off. The hairs on the back of his neck rose as he approached the partially open gate. That was odd, the gate was usually either fully open or fully closed. He slipped inside and looked around. It was so quiet, and there were no lights on… What had happened?

He slowly continued his way through the compound, his skin crawled with the feeling of being watched, but when he looked around there was no one. He slowly approached his home, and his heart filled with dread. Some deep part of him knew that something horrible had happened. He put one hand on the door, but found he couldn’t move. He swallowed hard and forced himself to open the door…

Itachi spun around at the sound of the door opening, “No, otouto! Don’t look!” He grabbed the boy and held him to his chest.

Sasuke couldn’t help it, he had to see, and he leaned up and peeked over his brother’s shoulder…
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Sasuke frowned at the blank spot in his memory. Itachi had warned him he might not remember everything that happened. The next memory he found was of waking up in a hotel a week later.
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The boy woke with a jerk to find himself in a strange bed in unfamiliar surroundings. “Kaasan? Tousan?” he called out. Something horrible had happened, but he couldn’t remember what. He started shaking, was he in danger? What had happened to him? To his family? “Kaasan! Tousan!” he screamed.

Itachi came running from the bathroom, clad only in boxers, a kunai in hand. He scanned the room for threats, but upon finding none he turned his attention to the shaking child on his bed. “Otouto,” he said softly as he strode to the bed. Placing the kunai on the nightstand he gathered the boy into his arms, “Hush otouto, you’re safe with me.”

The younger Uchiha clung to his brother, “A-aniki…” he whispered in a choked voice, “Aniki what happened? Where are we? Where are Kaasan, and Tousan?”

Itachi sighed and cuddle the boy close. “I was away on a mission and the compound was attacked. Whoever did it must have been powerful beyond belief… They got everyone… even Tousan…” he shivered and tightened his hold on his younger brother, “I came home, and everyone was dead… I started looking for you, praying that you weren’t there… And that’s when I found our parents…” he squeezed the boy, “Then you came in, and I told you not to look but you did. You went into shock, I couldn’t get you to speak, or move… you just stood there, shaking. I wanted to take you to the hospital, but I was afraid that something would happen to you… that the people who killed our clan would come back to wipe out the survivors, and where else would they look but the hospital? So I gathered some stuff up, grabbed you and ran. I kept going, through storms and cold… You got a fever, and were delirious, so I brought you here.” He pet Sasuke’s hair gently, “You’ve been out for a week, I was afraid you would die.”

Sasuke clung to his brother, and began to cry at the confirmation of his fears. His family was dead, and his aniki was all that was left…
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Not longer after that, Itachi had joined the Akatsuki organization in hopes of being able to find their family’s attackers. But so far, most of his time had been spent on finding and capturing the dreaded kyuubi’s shell. Sasuke was almost jealous of the unknown person… Whoever it was, they got more attention from his aniki than he did.

The boy sighed at the thought. It was unfair and petty. Itachi had work to do, and being jealous over his targets was stupid. He cuddled closer to the pillow and thought about the first time Itachi had come home injured from a mission. Funny… it had been raining that night too.
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It was Sasuke’s twelfth birthday, and he had made a big dinner for his aniki. Itachi was supposed to come home, had promised that he would… but he was late. Sasuke had sat at the table for two hours before he gave up and put everything away. Aniki wasn’t coming, he’d lied. Sniffling back tears, the boy cleaned the kitchen, took a shower and went to bed.

That night it had started to rain, and during the wee hours of the morning Sasuke had woken to a wet gust of rain, and the sound of the window hitting the wall. He sat up, intending to yell at Itachi for missing his birthday, but didn’t see him in the window. He looked down to find his brother in an unmoving heap on the floor.

“Aniki!” he jumped out of bed and carefully rolled his brother over, “Aniki, what happened!?” he touched his brother’s chest, and his hand came away with blood.

The boy quickly ran to the bathroom, gathered towels and ran a warm bath. He returned to the bedroom and dragged his brother back to the bathroom, and began stripping him, pulling the wet cloak away from him. There were multiple gashes on his stomach and back, the fishnet shirt in shreds. Sasuke grabbed a kunai and cut the tattered fishnet off, then carefully cut off Itachi’s pants. When he finished that, he tried to lift his brother into the tub, but he was too heavy. “Aniki,” Sasuke shook the older man’s shoulder, “Aniki, help me get you in the tub!”

The older Uchiha stirred, and moaned, “O… tou… to?” he breathed shivering, “Cold…”

“I know you’re cold, aniki, I need to warm you up, and clean your wounds… help me get you in the tub!”

At the pleading in his brother’s voice, Itachi found the strength to crawl into the warm water with Sasuke’s help. The boy quickly set to work, gently washing the dirt and grime from the wounds, and doing what he could to clean the rest of his brother’s body. He had to refill the water twice, and he silently blessed the complex’s giant hot water heater, but he finally got his brother cleaned and warmed. The older man had passed out again in the tub, so Sasuke dried him off as best he could and bandaged the wounds on his chest, and then leaned him forward to dry and bandage the ones on his back. When Itachi was as dry as he could manage, Sasuke brought a comforter into the bathroom, stripped and crawled in the tub, curling up to his brother and pulling the blanket around them. He wrapped his arms around the other man’s sleeping form and prayed that no chill would set in.

The next day Sasuke woke up to Itachi shaking him. The boy looked up at his brother and smiled sleepily, “Ohayo, aniki.”

Itachi looked at him though his lashes for a minute then bent down and claimed his lips. Sasuke’s eyes flew open in surprise as his brother’s soft lips pressed against his, and the older man’s arms slid around him, holding him to the broad bandaged chest. The kiss ended as suddenly as it started, and the elder Uchiha nuzzled the younger’s hair, “Ohayo, otouto, and arigato,” he sniffed the ruffled hair in which his nose was buried, “You smell good…” he shifted and something warm and hard poked Sasuke’s outer thigh.

The boy blinked in surprise and reached up to touch Itachi’s face… his forehead and cheeks were hot. He was fevered and maybe even delirious… but oh how Sasuke loved being tucked in his beloved brother’s arms. The touch turned into a caress, and the boy pet his brother’s cheek softly, “Aniki,” he breathed, nuzzling into the other’s neck. He shivered as the older man began kneading his back softly. It felt good and… shivery. The painted nails dug enticingly into his skin, and slowly moved lower, and lower, until they massaged his rear. The boy shivered, and squirmed. It was getting hot under the blanket, so he threw it off, gasping as cool air rushed over his naked body, making his skin break out in gooseflesh, and his nipples harden.

Itachi grunted at the change in temperature, and held Sasuke back where he could look at him. The older man’s eyes fell on the boy’s hard nipples, and he moaned, sitting up and holding the boy still as he bent and sucked one small peak. The younger Uchiha gasped in surprise, and then clutched his brother’s head, not sure if he wanted to push him away, or hold him where he was. He whimpered as Itachi’s teeth nipped the hard nub, and then moaned loudly as the elder Uchiha soothed the bite with his tongue. The boy forgot all about his missed birthday and his brother’s condition as the older man sucked and licked at him, moving from one nipple to the other, his hands still gently kneading the boy’s rear.

Sasuke squirmed, even in the cooler air he felt very hot, and there was a strange tension in his belly. Some part of him throbbed desperately, but he didn’t know why it was throbbing, “A… Aniki?” he mewled. At his brother’s grunted response he continued, “Wh-why am I so hot?”

The older man pulled away and looked at his younger brother through narrowed eyes, then sat the boy on his thighs. Sasuke gasped and touched his own erection, “My thing! It’s hard!” He looked at Itachi’s, “Yours is too!” The elder Uchiha grunted and pulled the boy closer, so their shafts touched, smirking at Sasuke’s amazed look as their erections twitched at the contact. “Foolish otouto,” he murmured as he wrapped a hand around both their members and slowly stroked them.

The younger Uchiha gasped and the contact and moaned loudly at the delightful feeling of his brother’s rough hand stroking the boy’s shaft, and the hot soft warmth of the older Uchiha’s shaft against his, “Ooooooh, Aniki!” he moaned loudly, squirming and arching his hips into Itachi’s strokes, “Th-that feels s-so good!”

“It’ll feel even better in a minute,” the older man purred and put a finger to Sasuke’s lips, “Suck it… get it all nice and wet otouto…” he moaned as the boy took the finger in his hot little mouth and twirled his tongue all over the finger, his small teeth scraping the skin gently. Itachi quickly pressed another finger into his mouth as his hand moved faster over their shafts.

Sasuke was desperately gasping for air through his nose, his belly felt so tight, and his body shivered spastically; his whole world was narrowing to the hand on his shaft, and the fingers in his mouth. He worked his little tongue between the digits, slobbering freely on them, getting them nice and wet like he’d been told. Suddenly the hand left his member, and the fingers pulled free of his mouth, leaving the boy so completely alone, he mewled in dismay, “A-aniki? What…?”

“Foolish otouto,” the older man growled with a smirk as he lifted the boy up, and pressed a finger into his entrance.

The younger Uchiha cried out on surprise and tensed his muscles to stop the intrusion, “Aniki!”

“Shhh otouto,” Itachi crooned, “Relax… Don’t you want to make aniki happy?” At the boy’s tiny nod, the elder Uchiha nuzzled his temple, “Then let me in otouto, let your aniki in…”

The boy forced himself to relax as his brother’s finger quested inside him. He whimpered softly, unable to stop himself, then suddenly gasped and went boneless as the older man touched something deep inside him. “A-aniki!” he cried out in surprise as the finger gently rubbed over the small button inside him. He squirmed madly, trying to get more pressure against the lump, not even noticing when Itachi slide another finger into him and began to stretch him.

“Are you ready for me?” Itachi breathed against his brother’s ear, “Will you let your aniki in, otouto?”

“H-hai!” the boy gasped, then whined as the fingers slid out of him. Before he could fully protest, he felt the head of his brother’s erection pushing at his entrance, “Aniki! What…” his question trailed off into a cry of pain as the elder Uchiha surged into him. The older man quickly captured the boy’s lips and drank his cries as he thrust deeper into Sasuke’s small body, until finally, his member hit that golden spot again. Once more the younger Uchiha felt his legs go limp as Itachi continued to pound against that tiny gland. After a moment he didn’t feel the pain at all, and was soon mewling and moaning for his aniki, writhing eagerly impaled on his brother’s shaft. When the older man took the boy’s erection in and began stroking it, the tension in Sasuke’s belly exploded and his world went white, “Aniki!” he screamed as wave after wave of pleasure tore through his body.

“Otouto,” Itachi growled against his ear, as he buried himself in the younger Uchiha’s spasming channel and spilled his seed.

About thirty minutes later, Sasuke slowly raised his head and looked up at Itachi, “A-aniki?” he licked his lips as his brother looked at him and arched a brow, “C-can we do that again sometime?”

A slow smile spread over the elder Uchiha’s face, “Of course we can, my foolish otouto,” he picked the boy up and kissed him soundly, “Happy birthday.”
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Itachi stood looking down at his sleeping brother. The boy was curled up cutely with a pillow, and obviously having sweet dreams from the tiny moans he was making. The elder Uchiha smiled faintly, and then winced as the wound in his side twinged. He’d just gotten in from his mission, hurt and soaked, and had paused to gaze at his slumbering sibling. The wound stung again and he hurried to go take care of it.

Once he’d finished tending his hurts, Itachi walked back to the bedroom and watched his little brother sleep. “They didn’t deserve to live, otouto… Every last one of them had to die,” his spoke in barely a whisper as he reached out and gently pet the boy’s hair, “But you otouto… my sweet otouto, you were too pure to die with them, unlike them you had done nothing. Now, now at last, you’re mine! And I’ll keep you always… my foolish otouto.”