The Best Birthday Party Sasuke Never Wanted

The Best Birthday Party Sasuke Never Wanted (surprise!Ita/Sasu)

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The party hadn't really been what Sasuke had wanted to do on his birthday, it just sort of worked out that way. He'd scowled and whined at his parents, but they smiled and told him in a polite tone of voice that it was happening whether he wanted it to or not, figuring he thought he was too old for birthday parties like this, at 14 he was just entering the defiant teenage years where he wanted to be treated like an adult. He'd sat silently at the breakfast bar in the kitchen that morning, staring down at his orange juice with an air of disappointment.

Still, he'd managed to put a smile on his face by the time the guests started arriving, greeting them one by one as they trickled through the mansion to join him by the pool. It was late July, and the air was oppressively hot and sticky around them, so they were all more than happy to jump into the cool water almost immediately. It had been Naruto who had started the game of marco polo, one which Sasuke was in no mood to actually play, sitting on the smooth fiberglass edge of the pool instead, kicking his bare feet in the water idly. He had wanted to spend the day with his brother, who was home from college for the summer now, but would be leaving again far too quickly for Sasuke's liking. Still, he didn't want to pout, it was unseemly, so he settled for a sense of quiet disconnection instead, like he was pondering something important instead of feeling sorry for himself for having a birthday party.

He looked at the ripples in the water, how it glinted in the sun, refracting and scattering the little bits of light like cut crystal, only always changing. He felt a weird tingling along his back, like he was being watched, and in fact he was. Itachi was standing in his brother's bedroom, looking down at the sight from the large picture window that led out onto the balcony. By the time Sasuke finally turned to look though, the older boy had stepped back, out of sight.

He fell back into his dissapointed pondering of the universe then, hoping that maybe Itachi would come out and spend some time with them, even though his friends in the water were being obnoxiously loud and stupid with their games, games Sasuke was of course too mature and cool to enjoy. It was Naruto who broke him from his pining, almost obvious then as the boy stared at the water in front of him without really seeing it. Naruto had planned his ambush carefully, almost worried for the Uchiha, even is angst-and-emo was the boy's natural state. The blond swum up under him, the theme music from Jaws playing in his head as he tried to suppress his giggles. Being underwater helped with that, even if it did cause a whole lot of little bubbles. Then he pounced, when Sasuke looked away for a second, jumping up from the water with a fantastic splash, catching the dark haired boy around the neck and pulling him down into the water, sputtering and surprised. They were only under for a second before Naruto brought them back up, springing away immediately to avoid direct and immediate retribution. Sasuke just glared at him, the effect slightly ruined by the fact that his wet hair hung in his face adorably. Naruto couldn't help the giggle.

"What the hell was that for, idiot? It's my birthday, can't you try not to act like a two year old for five minutes?" And yet Sasuke's wet scowl did nothing to deter the boy.

"Oh, come on bastard! Lighten up, it's your birthday party, and you didn't look like you were having fun anyways, I just though I'd help you cool down is all." Kiba was snickering behind him, covering his mouth with both hands, but at least he had the decency to do it quietly. Sasuke just scowled harder.

"Besides, isn't it time for cake? You always have amazing cakes, stupid rich bastard..." The last part was muttered under his breath, but Sasuke still caught it, rolling his eyes as pushed his way out of the water, dripping onto the pool deck with that same dark scowl in place.

"Sure, idiot. Let me go get the cake for you, maybe then you'll be satisfied with my birthday party and leave. I hope you eat to fast, then go swimming, get cramps, and drown." Naruto snickered at that.

"Aw, Sasuke, don't be like that. Your life would be so boring without me, you know you'd miss me." Sasuke just rolled his eyes as he let himself into the mansion through the french doors leading out onto the patio.

When he pushed through those doors, still scowling, the air conditioning hit him like a brick to the face, and it only served to make him more aware of the wet clothing sticking to his skin, the way he was still dripping, shedding water onto the tiled floor of the back hallway. He shivered, the water only serving to drop his body temperature even further. He made a bee line for the kitchen, hoping to grab the cake and get back out into the summer heat. He wrapped his arms around him, shivering a little, and made it into the pantry, poised over the chest freezer there, before he heard the footsteps. He ignored them though, writing them off as a maid or the like, no one who he would bother to interact with. He froze when the presence stopped behind him, the feeling of eyes boring into his flesh coming back to him, making him shiver again.

"You really shouldn't walk around like that, Sasuke. You'll catch a cold, and thats no way to celebrate your birthday." Sasuke found himself smiling then, he turned to face the tall, pale figure behind him.

"Itachi! Finally come to wish me a happy birthday?" The older boy smirked, leaning against the door frame of the pantry easily, oozing self assurance.

"Something like that..." Sasuke let the confused look flicker across his face for a second before he decided that it didn't matter why his brother was here, just that he was. He went back to smiling, turning to the freezer again, and reaching in to get the ice cream cake his parents had bought for the occasion, chattering lightly about how much the party sucked, inviting his brother to come back outside and have some, to save him from the idiots in the pool. He was stopped by a string hand on his wrist though.

"Tut tut, Sasuke. You should go upstairs and change into some dry clothing first, being wet like this isn't healthy." Sasuke sighed, and turned to leave, shutting the freezer behind him. He was startled when Itachi didn't let go of his wrist. His brother took full advantage of that state, leading the uncharacteristically unresponsive boy out of the kitchen and up the stairs.

Sasuke blushed when Itachi led him into his own room, sitting him down at the desk by the windows. The room was big, like everything else in the Uchiha mansion, and the back wall was made entirely out of large picture windows, stretching from the cushioned window seat to the high ceilings. The rest of the room was dark but comfortable, a big bed, a walk in closet, his private bathroom, the plasma TV. He ignored it all though, watching Itachi instead, as the boy entered the closet, coming out with dry clothing.

Sasuke wasn't expecting what came next, as Itachi laid the dry things on the bed and strode over, putting one of his pale hands on the smaller boy's head, letting the fingers tangle in the wet hair. Itachi tipped his face up, so that their eyes met, and Sasuke couldn't look away as his brother's face closed the distance between them. Time froze then, and he felt the rush of warmth in his face as he blushed, and the next thing he knew his brother was nipping at his lips, causing a surprised moan to jump from Sasuke's throat. Itachi pulled back and smiled.

The boy was dazed then, feeling a rush of blood to somewhere else now, as Itachi pulled up the hem of his wet shirt slowly, warm hands sliding over the cold gooseflesh covering the smaller Uchiha's damp skin as it was bared. Sasuke shivered, confused still and wanting to tell Itachi what he wanted, but also somehow feeling like this could very well all be some weird dream or cruel joke. He kept silent.

It didn't last for long though, even if he wasn't sure what he could say coherently, he opened his mouth on instinct, letting out a small moan as his brother's warm hands pushed him backwards, lifting his hips a little to slip the wet shorts off of him. If Sasuke had been thinking clearly, he was sure he would have yelled, or at least said something, to stop this. As much as he wanted it, he was also scared. He knew that Itachi would make some face, the older boy would either be disgusted or find the situation hilariously funny. Sasuke didn't know which one was worse.

But he wasn't thinking coherently, in fact he wasn't thinking much at all, he was too wrapped up in feeling, the way his brother was so warm against the now shivering cold of his body wherever they touched, the hot wet feeling of his brother's breath on his neck when Itachi lowered his head. Sasuke let out another sound, a quiet mewl, and suddenly remembered where he was, and what this meant. He wiggled a little as Itachi slid the shorts over his hips, pulling the underwear beneath it off as well.

He registered the quiet chuckle as his hardness was exposed to the air, and he felt the blush slam onto his cheeks, making them burn in the cool room. He closed his eyes tightly, twisting his face to the side and steeling himself for the moment he knew would come. It didn't though, all he felt was Itachi's breath tickling across his cheek, and another rumbling chuckle.

"What's wrong, otouto? There's nothing to be embarrassed about. Come now, tell me what's wrong Sasuke, tell me so I can make it better, just like when we were little, ne?" Sasuke's blush deepened as he heard the smile in his brother's voice. He didn't move, but a little whimper escaped his mouth. Itachi frowned a little at that, and leaned closer, raising one had to Sasuke's cheek, steering the boy's face up until he could lean in and claim the boy's mouth again. This time though, he didn't pull back so quickly, letting his teeth nibble at the boy's mouth until Sasuke's jaw yielded, parting those lips and letting his tongue slip inside. He deepened the kiss then, pouring everything he could into it before he pulled away leaving a panting and confused Sasuke laying there. He grinned.

"What? You didn't think I would just leave you like that, did you Sasuke? What kid of a brother would that make me, hm? No, I fully intend to make it all better..." He let the hand that was cupping Sasuke's cheek still relax, drawing it down along the boy's shuddering body, over the dip of his collarbone and the barely defined muscles of the boy's chest and stomach, coming to rest on the small, pale hip beneath him. Sasuke blushed again, but didn't look away. His eyes were focused on Itachi now, and there was no way he could break that contact with his brother. He shuddered lightly, letting an imploring little noise break free.

"Ah, but Sasuke, what do you want, hm? I can't help you if you don't tell me what you want..." Sasuke felt his cooling blush grow hotter again, as the words ghosted across his lips, carried on the hot puff of Itachi's breath. He shivered a little, biting his lip, still not able to look away. Itachi leaned close again, until his lips were a hairs breadth away from the boy's ear. "Don't be shy sasu-chan, tell me what you want. You know I'd do anything for my otouto..." Sasuke squirmed, the words reaching his brain slowly, but it took him a minute to decode them. His eyes squeezed shut again.

"A-aniki..." He paused, his voice strained a little from the situation, high and rough. He swallowed, knowing his brother was waiting on his words, not that that made them come any faster. "A-aniki, I-I want ... you..."

Sasuke gave a surprised little yelp of pleasure when Itachi's lips locked onto his neck. He slapped a hand over his mouth then, not wanting to draw the attention of his parents. Itachi chuckled, low against the boy's skin. His hand curled into Sasuke's hip, the pale thumb rubbing small circles on the smooth skin there, a matching shade to his own. He had to admit, they looked good together, like a matching set. He pulled back a moment, looking into his brother's eyes with a definite smirk on his face.

"You want me to what, Sasu-chan?" His brother wriggled slightly again, bringing his own hands up to tentatively touch the planes of Itachi's chest through the the fabric of his shirt. He couldn't help but think how adorable the boy looked, the fight in his head obvious by the look of indecision and conflict in his dark eyes.

"T-touch me, more, again..." The words were fractured, like they didn't quite go together, but Itachi figured it was the best he'd get out of the boy for now. With a triumphant little smile he leaned back in.

"As you wish..." The words were whispered against the pale skin of Sasuke's neck, almost too quiet to hear. Sasuke felt them though, and they sent a little tremor of pleasure down his spine again. Then Itachi's mouth was on his skin again and all thoughts flew away, scattered in the face of the ultimate force that was his brother.

Itachi felt the moan under his lips as he sucked at Sasuke's pulse point, bringing up a fierce red mark on the skin. Satisfied with that, he trailed his mouth down the boy's chest, nipping and licking each spot, feeling the fruit of his labors pressed into the planes of his chest, damp now from precum. It rubbed a bit as he moved, and he enjoyed the sounds this drew from Sasuke's mouth, as the boy writhed on the bed, one hand pressed firmly over his mouth in an attempt to mute himself, rather unsuccessfully.

He made a small noise of protest when Itachi pulled back, but it was soon turned into an indignant squawk of surprise when Itachi lifted him quickly, turning him in the air until Itachi was sitting on the bed, his back against the wall behind it, Sasuke nestled in his lap with one leg on either side of the older boy's hips. He couldn't stop the little smile from creeping onto his face as he watched his brother, Itachi had done that to him all the time when they were younger. Itachi had been Sasuke's best friend then, before he went away to school. He was gone so much now that it was hard for things to stay the same. But Itachi was back now, and Sasuke sighed happily as he snuggled into the older boy's chest, moaning in quiet surprise when the action caused his still hard member to rub against his brother's stomach.

"Eager are we?" Itachi gave a small laugh and Sasuke blushed again. All thoughts of that were forgotten though, when Itachi steered his face up, their gazes locking for a moment before the older boy leaned in, claiming his lips once again. Itachi pushed his tongue inside forcefully, drawing a gasp from Sasuke's lips once again. He found the sounds his little brother made addictive, he wanted more of them, finding he couldn't stop.

Still, he surprised Sasuke by pulling the boy up to his knees, the boy's naked bottom lifted from his brother's lap. Itachi barely suppressed the evil grin that crept over his face at his brother's expression when one of Itachi's hands slid down to caress the bare cheek of Sasuke's ass. The boy squirmed in his arms a little, blushing again now, and Itachi couldn't help but think how good the boy looked like that. Still, he moved to distract the boy, steering Sasuke's warm cheeks up to face him again, looking into his brother's eyes.

"Hush, Sasuke. You trust me, right?" Sasuke nodded slowly, his eyes a little clouded with worry. Itachi pushed his brother forwards by the had still cupping the boy's ass, grinding Sasuke's erection against his stomach. Itachi smiled. "Shh, hush. Relax, Otouto. I just want to give you a little ... birthday present..." He smirked again, watching Sasuke shudder against him.

When Itachi placed the fingers of his other hand next to Sasuke's lips, the boy didn't hesitate to open them, suckling the fingers into his mouth, moaning around them as his arousal rubbed into Itachi's firm stomach. The older boy's eyes fell to half mast then, thoroughly enjoying the sensation of his brother's tongue on those fingers. His mind couldn't help but stray to how that delicious little mouth might feel on other parts of his anatomy, but he shoved that thought down. Maybe he could indulge in that later, if this went well, but today was about Sasuke. Itachi smirked, pulling the wet fingers from Sasuke's mouth. The younger boy let out a moan, his eyes struggling to stay open now in the face of the overload of sensation Itachi was sending him.

"Ah, Aniki, please..." Itachi let the fingers trail down the ridge of Sasuke's spine lightly, leaving behind a glistening trail, until they stopped, teasing the skin right above the cleft of the boy's round little ass, rubbing in small circles. Itachi cocked his head a little, but stopped moving.

"Please what, Otouto?" Sasuke blushed and leaned forwards, throwing his arms around his brother's neck and hiding his face in the crook of Itachi's neck.

"I- uh, Itachi-ni ... I want to feel your skin..." The boy trailed off, closing his eyes tightly and waiting for the harsh response he expected. Instead Itachi just chuckled, leaning back a little, allowing Sasuke's small hands to slide underneath the thin shirt he wore, until they were on his chest, cold against the heated skin. Sasuke pushed the shirt upwards rather awkwardly, until Itachi took over, pulling it over his own head before leaning back in. He felt his brother's hardness pressing into him more intimately now, without a barrier between them. Itachi smirked, raising his fingers to Sasuke's lips again, moaning at the feeling of that tongue on him again.

He steeled himself quickly though, pulling them out to return them to the decent on Sasuke's backside, only this time he dipped lower, circling the tiny hole with his wet fingers. Sasuke flinched a little, but Itachi calmed him down, rubbing the boy's back, pulling him close again, trapping his erection between their bodies. Sasuke groaned, and Itachi took that opportunity to slide the first finger inside, pushing firmly until the muscles of the ring conceded, allowing him through.

"Ah, Aniki, wha-" Sasuke's eyes were wide, full of embarrassment. Itachi silenced the boy with a kiss, as his finger pumped in and out, until the muscles around the finger began to relax. He added another then, drawing a small whine for Sasuke. Itachi relished the noise, nuzzling his face into Sasuke's skin, still slightly damp, and smelling of chlorine from the pool.

He scissored the fingers quickly then, not sure how much longer he could take this. He didn't want to hurt the younger boy though, that would definitely reduce his chances of being able to do this again. He needed Sasuke to enjoy it. It was working so far at least. Itachi tried to slip a third finger in, but it wouldn't go. The area around it was too dry now.

Itachi frowned for a second, but it was quickly replaced with a grin. Sasuke swallowed hard, wiggling a little, running his hands over Itachi's smooth skin.

"Get up, Sasuke. I want to make this easier for you, Otouto." Sasuke nodded, looking confused, and a little nervous. He slid backwards though, off of Itachi's lap to stand before him. Itachi smiled and stood too, leading the boy to the window.

"Put your hands on the glass Otouto. I don't want you to move, alright? Just put your hands on the glass." Sasuke did as he was told, but he almost turned around in shock when his brother dropped to his knees, holding Sasuke's hips in front of his face. Then Sasuke really did jump, when he felt the warm wetness of his brother's tongue on one of his pale cheeks. Then Itachi was pulling them apart and Sasuke got confused, trying to figure out why Itachi's tongue was circling his opening.

And with one little push the hot, slippery muscle pushed inside of him, and he cried out, not sure what to make of it. It felt nice, but it was weird. He didn't know why his brother would stick his tongue up his ass. He wasn't exactly complaining though, whatever Itachi wanted to do he could do, as long as Sasuke got to be the one he did it to.

Itachi made sure the little hole was wet with saliva again before pulling back, working a finger into his brother again, and then two, more quickly this time, scissoring the opening once again, stretching it to fit the intrusion to come. This time three fingers made it in with ease. Itachi shuddered at the tight clinging warmth he felt inside of Sasuke, and all of a sudden he couldn't wait anymore. He pulled the fingers out, forcing a small whine from Sasuke.

He stood again then, undoing the button on his own pants, drawing out his erection and pumping it once or twice, almost wincing at the intense stimulation. He positioned himself at the boy's opening, pushing the head inside. Sasuke's face contorted, and the boy bit his lip hard to keep from crying out. Itachi waited then though, to let the boy adjust.

Sasuke panted in front of him, cheek pressed to the glass, trying to hold back the noises, trying to relax. Itachi started counting, slowly, looking idly down at the party still going on below them. He waited for the muscles to relax around him before he slid himself the rest of the way in, hissing in pleasure. He smirked again, and leaned in closer to Sasuke's ear.

"Oh, Otouto. Look at all your friends down there having fun. Wouldn't you rather be down there with them right now?" Sasuke moaned slightly, and rolled his hips as Itachi started to withdraw from him, only to push back in. Sasuke's breath was coming in gasps, but he managed to shake his head.

"Ne, Aniki. I'd rather be with you..." Itachi smiled and leaned in until their cheeks could touch, nibbling on the boy's earlobe lightly, drawing forth another chorus of musical sounds.

"Mmm, yes, but it is your party after all, the least you could do is watch them." Sasuke blushed, suddenly aware of their location. With each little quickening thrust from behind he hit the glass a little more, and he realized that if any of those guests down there looked up they'd see him, naked, his brother thrusting behind him. He let loose a moan, and blushed yet again. He probably looked like a fucking whore right then, and he probably sounded like one as well.

Then Itachi hit something indie of him with the quickening pace that almost made his knees buckle through the sheer force of the pleasure. He opened his mouth wide, but nothing came out until Itachi rubbed against it again. Sasuke threw his head back then, mouth lolling open.

"Ah-Aniki!!!" This seemed to egg his brother on, as the thrusts became faster, more sporadic. Sasuke felt his brother's hand move from his hip forwards, until it was gripping the weeping arousal there firmly, pumping it in time with his thrusts. That was the last straw, Sasuke couldn't hold on any more and he let himself go, yelling his brother's name before going mostly boneless. It only took two more thrusts to send Itachi over the edge after him.

His brother's body pressed him into the warm glass of the window, whispering things into his ear that made no sense. Still, Sasuke couldn't help but give a small whimper of loss when Itachi pulled out of him, peeling their skins apart and stepping back, leading Sasuke to the bed. He leaned in.

"Happy Birthday, Otouto..." It was almost a whisper. Sasuke smiled tiredly, pulling Itachi down for a kiss, which the older boy broke quickly. He glanced out the window when he stood, and saw a curious site. His eyes locked with the deep blue eyes of one of Sasuke's friends, Naruto maybe? He wasn't sure. The boy blushed though, almost immediately, and looked away.

Itachi sighed, but decided the boy posed little threat, and so he relaxed, slipping out the bedroom door in silence. Sasuke nodded off to sleep stretched out on the cool bed, and dreamed of Itachi's touch.

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A/N: found this on my desktop, so i finished it. it's not betad, and i havent even looked back through it yet, but it's 3am and im tired to i think sleep wins out for now. Still: Good? Bad? Ugly? Read, Review and Let me Know! ^.^