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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male › Itachi/Sasuke
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
1,687
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6
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Currently Reading:
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Author's Note [MUST READ!]: This fanfic, including the following Notes, contains SPOILERS from the manga, up to chapter 398. If you haven't read the manga this far, click the Back button NOW. You can complain all you want after that, I'll just ignore it.
...Here we go :) I was extremely disappointed with the conclusion of the Itachi vs. Sasuke fight, and the way Itachi died in the end was just... lame. That's why I decided to change things a little bit. In my story, Itachi doesn't die and Madara doesn't show up to spoil the fun. Sasuke decides that killing his brother would end things too quickly, and choses a more elaborate revenge instead.
WARNINGS: Yaoi / shounen-ai, anal, incest, torture, character abuse, blood, gore, and generally all the disturbing stuff that goes with an ItaSasu fic. Flames will be sent to the great Recycle Bin in the sky.
Something was wrong, he realized, even before his awareness had fully returned. His body felt cold and sore, as though small, icy needles were pricking at every inch of his skin. His chest felt like it had been crushed, and every breath he took made a hoarse, unnatural sound.
It was dark.
The surface underneath his back was cold and rough. He shifted a little, tentatively, and a pang of fiery pain shot through his left shoulder. As he trashed feebly, he heard a scream. Then, as the pain receded, he realized that the voice had been his own.
Slowly, fragmented recollections of what had happened began to creep into his mind. There had been a battle – and, most probably, he'd lost.
Why was he still alive, then?
He flexed his fingers and heard the knuckles crack. He turned his hand and felt hard, rocky ground underneath. As his hand moved a little, he felt something else, cold and slick. It had to be blood.
He tried to move a little again, and clenched his teeth when the pain returned. Slowly, he curled up, his breath coming out in short, ragged pants. His outstretched hand found something sharp, and he felt the blade slit the skin of his palm with almost impossible easiness. More pain. More blood.
Minutes passed, and his senses slowly returned. He could hear a dull sound now, and realized that someone was approaching. The sounds he heard were uneven. Drag. Silence. Step. Silence again. Drag, drag, step. Another step.
“Look at yourself now.”
The voice that he knew so well was filled with cruel satisfaction.
“You thought that you could surpass everything in this world. What a pity – to find yourself at my mercy. You never thought this could happen, did you?”
His fingers curled up in a fist. What a pity it was indeed – that his dear little brother would have to see him like this.
Suddenly, he felt a hard kick connect with his ribcage, and he couldn't hold back another scream.
“I know you can hear me. Answer me!”
Another kick came. He felt like his his chest had been ripped apart. He chocked on his own blood, coughed and spat.
Then, unexpectedly, long, soft fingers were brushing against his closed eyelids, with a gentleness that was even more disturbing than the pain.
“Answer me, Itachi.” This time, the voice was purposefully soft, dripping with mock compassion.
His lips were moving, but words wouldn't come out. His brother's fingers tangled in his hair – impatient, demanding.
“Why... don't you... kill... me?” His voice was hollow, broken, barely above a whisper.
His brother's fingers clenched around a lock of hair, pulling at it just slightly. Then, he heard a low, ominous chuckle.
“Kill you? Kill you? After everything that you've made me endure, do you really think I'll simply slit your throat and let you get away with that?” Another chuckle. “Oh no, dear brother. Not by far. I will have my revenge... another way. And I will enjoy it.”
Then, suddenly, his whole body felt like he was on fire. There came a horrible pain – agony – and then, a darkness deeper than he'd ever known before.
Short and intense, just the way I wanted this chapter to be :) I haven't written anything in AGES! *sigh* New chapter coming soon; in the meantime, please leave a review. I'm in dire need of feedback right now ^_^;
...Here we go :) I was extremely disappointed with the conclusion of the Itachi vs. Sasuke fight, and the way Itachi died in the end was just... lame. That's why I decided to change things a little bit. In my story, Itachi doesn't die and Madara doesn't show up to spoil the fun. Sasuke decides that killing his brother would end things too quickly, and choses a more elaborate revenge instead.
WARNINGS: Yaoi / shounen-ai, anal, incest, torture, character abuse, blood, gore, and generally all the disturbing stuff that goes with an ItaSasu fic. Flames will be sent to the great Recycle Bin in the sky.
Something was wrong, he realized, even before his awareness had fully returned. His body felt cold and sore, as though small, icy needles were pricking at every inch of his skin. His chest felt like it had been crushed, and every breath he took made a hoarse, unnatural sound.
It was dark.
The surface underneath his back was cold and rough. He shifted a little, tentatively, and a pang of fiery pain shot through his left shoulder. As he trashed feebly, he heard a scream. Then, as the pain receded, he realized that the voice had been his own.
Slowly, fragmented recollections of what had happened began to creep into his mind. There had been a battle – and, most probably, he'd lost.
Why was he still alive, then?
He flexed his fingers and heard the knuckles crack. He turned his hand and felt hard, rocky ground underneath. As his hand moved a little, he felt something else, cold and slick. It had to be blood.
He tried to move a little again, and clenched his teeth when the pain returned. Slowly, he curled up, his breath coming out in short, ragged pants. His outstretched hand found something sharp, and he felt the blade slit the skin of his palm with almost impossible easiness. More pain. More blood.
Minutes passed, and his senses slowly returned. He could hear a dull sound now, and realized that someone was approaching. The sounds he heard were uneven. Drag. Silence. Step. Silence again. Drag, drag, step. Another step.
“Look at yourself now.”
The voice that he knew so well was filled with cruel satisfaction.
“You thought that you could surpass everything in this world. What a pity – to find yourself at my mercy. You never thought this could happen, did you?”
His fingers curled up in a fist. What a pity it was indeed – that his dear little brother would have to see him like this.
Suddenly, he felt a hard kick connect with his ribcage, and he couldn't hold back another scream.
“I know you can hear me. Answer me!”
Another kick came. He felt like his his chest had been ripped apart. He chocked on his own blood, coughed and spat.
Then, unexpectedly, long, soft fingers were brushing against his closed eyelids, with a gentleness that was even more disturbing than the pain.
“Answer me, Itachi.” This time, the voice was purposefully soft, dripping with mock compassion.
His lips were moving, but words wouldn't come out. His brother's fingers tangled in his hair – impatient, demanding.
“Why... don't you... kill... me?” His voice was hollow, broken, barely above a whisper.
His brother's fingers clenched around a lock of hair, pulling at it just slightly. Then, he heard a low, ominous chuckle.
“Kill you? Kill you? After everything that you've made me endure, do you really think I'll simply slit your throat and let you get away with that?” Another chuckle. “Oh no, dear brother. Not by far. I will have my revenge... another way. And I will enjoy it.”
Then, suddenly, his whole body felt like he was on fire. There came a horrible pain – agony – and then, a darkness deeper than he'd ever known before.
Short and intense, just the way I wanted this chapter to be :) I haven't written anything in AGES! *sigh* New chapter coming soon; in the meantime, please leave a review. I'm in dire need of feedback right now ^_^;