Naruto Fan Fiction / Naruto Shippuden Fan Fiction ❯ The Never Played Symphonies ❯ Little Devotional ( Chapter 10 )

 

 

 

The Never Played Symphonies

 

 

Chapter 10: Little Devotional

 

 

Training had been going by ridiculously slow, and not because he wasn't learning anything. Oh no, he had learned more in the past two months with Sasori than in the last two years with Team 7. Honestly, he had never been so overworked in his life, and yet at the same time seen so much improvement because of it. It was just Itachi's two-week mission had turned into two months instead, and although he was loather to admit it…the absence was starting to get to him. Though every time he logically thought about it he couldn't begin to explain why.

 

What did he miss, the constant put-downs? The reminders of his weaknesses? The forced sex?...Well okay he did kind of miss that. Despite the absolute revulsion he felt before and after…Sasuke had actually become highly addicted to the times of pleasure in-between. Though that didn't mean when Itachi got back he wouldn't protest, maim, and otherwise fight as much as possible to prevent it from happening, but he already knew deep down that it was a fight he would not win…and in some ways…he didn't want to.

 

A kick to the fact distracted him from his thoughts, and as he looked up from the place where he had tasted mud, he noticed how Sasori was looking down at him in displeasure…he always hated it when he got that look. That look meant he wouldn't be allowed to stop by the stream to wash up…sometimes said look meant that the only thing he would be allowed to eat was whatever his sensei didn't finish. Otherwise, Sasori always made sure to bring him at least two meals a day, and unlike Itachi, Sasori didn't require sexual favors for the food…another thing the Uchiha was thankful for.

 

“Are you so addicted to his touches that you can't even think straight...if so then I would say we are done for the day.” The puppet master said in a bored tone, crossing his arms as that look became even sterner. “I have no interest in wasting my time training you if your mind is elsewhere.”

 

“It's not.” Sasuke tried to defend himself, but he knew he had already been caught. Sasori seemed to have an off knack for being able to tell what he was thinking at all times It was infuriating when you were trying to plan a sneak attack…or to hide fucked up thoughts about your evil murderous brother.

 

“I was planning to teach you a new technique today, but seeing how distracted you are I don't even think I should bother.” Sasori said, dangling the carrot and looking the other way as if what he said hadn't been of the slightest importance…to him it might not have been.

 

Sasuke's ear perked up at the sound of a new technique…honestly he felt like Naruto he was being played so badly. Yet, at the same time the prospect was so stimulating it brought him away his unwanted thought about Itachi, and allowed him instead to focus on grander horizons. And if his new sensei was saving it for this late in his training, he could only imagine that it was going to be something to his liking.

 

“What is it?” Sasuke asked with poorly hidden curiosity. He knew just how poorly by the scoff he received from his teacher.

 

“Oh, so are we done fantasizing for the day…who knew your attentions could be swayed so easily?” He smirked. “No wonder Itachi has little problem bending you to his will.”

 

Sasuke glared. He knew Sasori was just trying to help him become independent from his brother, but it didn't piss him off any less. Actually, if he was going to be truthful, Sasori had become more of an older brother to him than Itachi ever could.

 

“What makes you think I was fantasizing about him?” He growled, working on starting his chakra focus. So far almost everything Sasori had taught him had to do with chakra control, so he figured he might as well get prepared.

 

“I never said anything about fantasizing about him.” Sasori teased. “For all you knew I could be talking about this technique.” Sasuke scowled, and wanted to punch his sensei when he actually saw a smirk come to the redhead's face. “But to answer your question, whenever you subconsciously think of him you touch your forehead…it's a habit I'm sure you weren't even aware of.”

 

The Uchiha paused in increasing his chakra flow, absolutely shocked and appalled that he had such an obvious tell. Did he really touch his forehead? Did he really think of his brother on that deep of a level so as to touch the one place where when he was younger Itachi had hurt him the most? Oh no, the pokes hadn't hurt, but the rejection that lay behind them had bruised to the core….more than any physical attack ever could.

 

His raven spikes from in front of his face as he turned his head to the side, not wanting those memories to get to him right now. “Sasori-sensei, please teach me the technique now.”

 

He didn't want to think of Itachi now. He had done fine for the two months without him, and he would do just fine if he chose to never come back! Relying on Sasuke was most definitely not a strength, as a matter of fact as Sasori had reminded him over and over it was very much a weakness.

 

Sasori examined him for a while, staring silently at the dejected teenager before replying quietly with. “It's a form of your Chidori.” Sasuke's head snapped up at the softly spoken words.

 

“Chidori?” It had been his first serious attack, and just thinking of learning a different form of it intrigued him immensely. “What, like a more powerful version?”

 

“Yes.” Sasori replied. “Except this version allows you to use it through your feet, or rather, through your kicks.” Sasuke's eyes lit up like a little kid receiving a new gift…the way he had when Itachi gave him attention both as a child and as of now at the prospect, and even though he didn't know how such a feat was possibly, the idea sent a tingle of excitement down his spine.

 

“How is that even possible?” He asked, wondering very seriously if this was just some kind of prank thought up by his sadistic teacher.

 

“Why wouldn't it be?” Sasori quipped. “Your flow of chakra is not just limited to your hands. This attack allows you to center the blast at the balls of your feet, making a stronger blast, and you'll be able to use it more times because once you get the hang of it the attack requires less chakra control over all.” Sasuke's eyes widened in excitement. “If I'm correct you should be able to get off at least eight shots a day.”

 

“Eight shots?” Sasuke asked amazed. Right now he was pushing it with four. This would make him twice as powerful, and that combined with the other training and techniques he had already received made him quite the formidable opponent to anyone who dare mess with him.

 

“Yes, eight shots…but it is a rather difficult technique and if you can't master it today, I shall not work with you on it again.”

 

Sasuke let a low growl escape his throat. It was always like that with Sasori. He instilled crazy deadlines on him, forcing him to push himself to his limits to complete them. In some ways, he supposed he should be happy for such motivations, but hearing them always managed to piss him off.

 

“Fine.” He grumbled, looking up at the redhead as if he held all knowledge in the universe. “So how does this trick work?”

 

“You have to reverse your chakra flow so that it streams out of your lower limbs, creating a much more static and controlled blast.” Sasori simply stated. “It sounds easy in theory, but the practice is actually fairly difficult to accomplish.”

 

“I'm sure I'll be fine.” Sasuke stated smugly, having an air of confidence about him as he focused on the chakra flowing through his body, Chidori already thrumming at his fingertips.

 

He closed his eyes, focusing on the energy flowing through his body, and trying to force the attack growing on his hand down back through his arm…it wasn't going as well as he'd hoped.

 

“You look constipated Sasuke, now come…don't keep me waiting.” The Uchiha glared, losing his focus on what he was doing and ended up painfully scalding himself as his entire hand was burnt from his attack.

 

“Fuck!” He cursed, grabbing his hand as the smell of burnt flesh wafted into his nostrils.

 

“Not as easy as it sounds, is it?” You know, he really wished the bastard would do something other than gloat on his damn high horse! He swore, sometimes Sasori acted way too much like Itachi for his own good!

 

Shrugging off his failure, Sasuke once more concentrated on his attack, determined not to let the redhead's side commentary affect him in the least. He would just have to block it out. Hell, he'd had enough practice blocking out Naruto's incessant blabbering that he should be a pro!

 

He could feel the energy flowing through his body, so it shouldn't be too hard to reverse the flow, and yet…every time he tried all that happened was for the lightning to spring to life in his palm.

 

The Uchiha had to have tried it a hundred times, as Sasori watched silently, not even making his snide commentary anymore. But even if he wasn't saying anything, Sasuke could feel the disproval in his gaze. He swore he had been at this for hours!

 

“Dammit all to hell!” He verbally ejaculated. “I don't think this is possible! I've never even seen Kakashi do it!”

 

Sasori calmly jumped down from the branch he was sitting on, walking over to the overly frustrated Uchiha, and without a word of warning ripping the slashed headband off of his forehead.

 

“That's because Kakashi has never done it.” The redhead tipped his chin up, all the while reaching behind him and securing both of his hands behind his back. “Now don't you want to surpass your former master?”

 

Sasuke's eyes widened at just the thought, never noticing Sasori fasten the forehead protector around his wrists, securely tying both of his hands behind his back. Jumping away, the Uchiha gave the other a look of distrust, not at all liking the thought of being tied up. “What the hell Sasori?”

 

“It's for your own good.” He explained simply, not at all deterred by the look of mistrust and hatred he was getting. “If you don't have the use of your hands, you can focus more on using the other limbs available to you.”

 

Oh…well he supposed that made sense, but still, he never did trust being bound. He supposed it had something to do with what always happened when his brother did so…the S&M loving bastard!

 

“Hmmph” Sasuke scoffed. “I just think you wanna watch me tied up…you sick perverted bastard.”

 

It was Sasori's turn to scoff. “Trust me, Uchiha…I'm not into whiny little incestuous boys.” He smirked. “…Unlike your brother.”

 

Honestly, he didn't know whether he should be pleased or offended by that, but he chose offended on the grounds that it had come out of Sasori's mouth, which meant it was more than likely meant to be an insult…but then again he had something equally as vexing to throw back.

 

“No…I suppose one-eyed big mouthed blondes are more your type.” It had only been a week into their training that Sasuke had learned that little tidbit of information…and it was only one week and two seconds afterwards that he wished he never did. Deidara was in short…an ass. A snarky ass who constantly called him Sasori's adorable little protégé and remarked how nice it was that they were finally able to have a kid together…It annoyed him to no end. His annoyance was only raised when right after such a speech Deidara would try to sneak one of his damn clay spiders onto him, saying that children needed to be disciplined from time to time. Sasuke on the other hand felt that the blonde should be the one being regimented.

 

“Perhaps.” Sasori blandly stated. “But that has nothing to do with the fact that you're still keeping me waiting on your attack.” Seriously, he swore sometimes Sasori had the patience of a two year old. Not that he ever wanted to think such thoughts, but he had a nasty suspicion that he wasn't all that into foreplay either.

 

Mumbling under his breath about the impatient bastard, Sasuke attempted to adjust to his new awkward position, trying not to think of the arms tied behind his back, and instead focus on just thinking he didn't have any. After all, if he had no arms, then his feet would be his only line of defense…it took him until almost dawn the next day to even get a semblance of what to do.

 

Skipping past the hand signs, Sasuke instead tried to call on his chakra without them, concentrating on his feet, and pushing his energy down to them. His whole body began to heat up as he did so, but he didn't cut the supply. It felt like fire was rushing through his veins as he began somewhat nauseous at the mixed up feeling of everything running the opposite way.

 

His head spun, but he didn't stop, ignoring the pinching feeling in his shoulders from his bound limbs. He could do this! He could already feel it happening! Warmth electrocuted his legs, and with a cry of both pain and triumph his Sharingan eyes shot open, the exact same blood red color as the electricity now swirling around both of his feet!

 

An evil grin spread across his face as he witnessed his triumph. This attack was ten times more powerful than Chidori…He could feel it! Wanting to waist no time in testing such an attack, he ran towards his tutor, feeling how limbs seemed to move at light speed. He was there in an instant, so fast in fact that Sasori didn't even have a chance to block and ended with a crackling foot in the chest, sending him hurling backwards, smashing through six different trees before finally hitting the seventh with a sickening crash.

 

When he saw that Sasori wasn't moving, Sasuke thought he might have overdone it, but after a few moments he saw the slumped head stir, and feeling the decrease in chakra, quickly rushed over in an instant, loving how fast the attack made him.

 

Sasori looked up at him, but instead of the anger he expected, he saw something akin to pride. “Very good, Uchiha…I'm impressed.” The crackling faded from his feet the moment the redhead stood up, and Sasuke met his gaze, a smile lighting his normally gloomy face.

 

“It felt good.” Sasuke panted out, the exertion from the attack taking more out of him than he thought.

 

“I bet it did.” Sasori put a hand to his chin in thought. “I suppose from now on I'll have to bring my puppets with me when I train you.” Now honestly, Sasuke suspected that was the highest compliment the redhead could ever get out, and so it only made his smile grow wider.

 

That smile was replaced by shock, however, when in the next moment he heard clapping coming from the side of him. Sasuke turned to the side, and his mouth fell open a little when he saw his brother standing there, leaning against a tree as he took in the sight.

 

“Aniki!” Sasuke exclaimed, never thinking he would ever feel the happiness at seeing the bastard he was supposed to hate. “You're h-back!” He cursed mentally, absolutely appalled that he had almost said home. He would not fall back into that again. Oh he remembered those days…the days when he waited impatiently on the porch all day long for Itachi to return.

 

“Yes.” The elder Uchiha said, and Sasuke couldn't be sure but there sounded to be a hint of anger in his voice. “I am.” That theory was only more backed up by the pointed look he shot Sasori before turning back to his younger brother. “Come Sasuke, I wish to speak with you in private.”

 

Oh yeah, he bet he wanted to `talk' in private. Though, the thought of feeling Itachi's hands on him again excited him somehow, and that combined with the adrenaline he was feeling from the new technique he had just learned made him more than willing for anything the elder threw at him.

 

“Yeah okay.” He hid the excitement from his voice, trying to sound as annoyed as possible at the prospect of having to go off with his brother. He turned back to Sasori, noting the annoyance on his face. “Is it alright with you?”

 

Out of the corner of his eye he watched Itachi's red gaze narrow to slits at the words, but honestly, he still couldn't figure out where this hostility his brother was showing was coming from. Frankly, the only thing he could think of was that it had been a very vexing mission he had undergone. Itachi always did get cranky when he was tired.

 

“I care not…but come to me after you're done. There's something I want to show you that goes along with that attack.” Sasuke nodded, eager to add on to his newly formed power. Jumping up, he swung his arms underneath him, making it so his bound hands were now in front of him.

 

“Mind undoing these?” Sasuke asked, holding his hands out to his sensei he reached out with distaste to undo his bindings.

 

“Leave it.” Itachi hissed, and the younger turned narrowed eyes towards the bastard at such a command.

 

“Fuck off bastard…I'm not being tied up again.” He knew that he probably shouldn't be saying this in front of Sasori, but the redhead practically knew everything anyways, so he figured that should also include Itachi's bondage fetish.

 

Apparently Itachi didn't find humor in the statement, because his eyes narrowed even further. “Come. Here. Now.”

 

Well…he had learned from experience many a times not to mess with Itachi when he sounded like that…only because he never sounded like that, and when he did, well people tended to get hurt.

 

Nodding to Sasori, who had something akin to disgust on his face, Sasuke walked, still bound, towards his irritated brother, who, upon his arrival, began to walk in the opposite direction so they were going even further into the woods where they had been training.

 

Staring at Itachi's back as he lead them somewhere, Sasuke couldn't help but feel like a little kid about to be scolded, though for the life of him he couldn't understand why. Then again, it might have something to do with the fact that the last time they had seen each other he had left Itachi high and dry in the worst possible way. His gaze darkened…if that was the case then he didn't even want to know what his sadistic brother had in mind for him today.

 

They walked that way in twitching silence for a good fifteen minutes before Itachi finally stopped at some cliffs that led down to a river. “Pull down your pants.” The elder stated without a hint of emotion, which made Sasuke glare even more…apparently he wasn't one for foreplay either.

 

The bastard! He hadn't even bothered so much as turn around before saying that to him! “You know, it's customary to kiss the person you're going to fuck in an unpleasant way first asshole!”

 

Well that did it. Itachi spun around, not hesitating in grabbing the back of Sasuke's head and crashing their lips together in such way that completely took the air out of the younger's lungs. …Well he had asked for a kiss…and a kiss he damn well got.

 

That kiss soon turned into much more as Itachi's arm wrapped around his waist, while the other fisted his spikes, pulling him closer as he drank him in after two months of separation. Sasuke opened his mouth to get air back into his lungs, but apparently the elder wasn't even going to let him do that, because at the intake he seemed to take that as his invitation to delve his tongue into his mouth and suck the air right back out of his lungs.

 

Feeling rather dizzy, Sasuke placed his still bound hands over Itachi's head, having to now stand on his tiptoes to participate in the heated exchange. Backing them up, Itachi pressed the younger's back against the side of the cliff, letting a wondering hand slip up the back of his shirt, making slow enticing circles on the warm skin of his back, sending waves of pleasure shooting down his spine as he continued to kiss him in that earth shattering way.

 

He hugged Itachi's neck even tighter, pulling him down as those lips began to wonder, as did skilled fingers, traveling to the clasp of his black shorts and hastily undoing them.

 

Sasuke banged his head against the rock when his member was grabbed, and he was furiously stroked into hardness. …Itachi really wasn't taking his time tonight. He moaned when he felt the girth of Itachi's own length rub against his, and getting the hint from the prodding at his hip, he raised his legs, wrapping them both around his lover's waist.

 

Itachi's cock positioned itself at his entrance as he took Sasuke's face in his hand to stare into his now coal black eyes. “I plan to take you dry…the pain is unavoidable.” Sasuke was about ready to protest and tell the haughty bastard that if he wanted to fuck him he had best prepare him first, but then his brother placed what he took to be a somewhat apologetic kiss on his shoulder and all previous anger faded away and all he could do was shakily nod.

 

As Itachi pressed into him Sasuke swore the bastard got bigger every time they were together. His hands clenched around the elder's neck, pulling down hard as he bit his lips to hide the pain as Itachi pressed all the way in.

 

It didn't take Itachi long to start thrusting in, over and over, all the while kissing up and down his neck with a passion Sasuke had never seen. Normally when they were together it was mostly about his brother dominating him and getting him to submit to whatever he put him through, but this time…it was as if Itachi truly needed it…needed him.

 

With the hand still stroking him it didn't take Sasuke long to find release, and Itachi was right behind him, as they both stood there, coated in the younger's essence…hot, sticky, and exhausted for the wear, but Sasuke had never felt closer to Itachi then he did now…especially with how the elder leaned in once again, connecting their lips in a sloppy kiss.

 

That kiss soon turned into a full-blown make-out session, with Itachi still fully sheathed inside of him. Their tongues slid together as Sasuke took a lock of his brother's hair in his hand, twirling the silky strand as he smiled into the kiss.

 

"Itachi...I missed you." He said between kisses, smiling a little as he nuzzled his face into the elder's neck. "Don't tell anyone okay..."

 

Moaning at the mild thrust that his brother gave while still at half-mast inside of him, Sasuke closed his eyes as his aniki bit lightly on the juncture of his neck, "Of course you missed me.... " Itachi panted as he once more kissed his younger brother. "You're nothing without me…no matter how well Sasori might train you.”

 

Sasuke smirked once again, leaning down to kiss along Itachi's jaw line. “If I didn't know any better Itachi I'd say you were jea-…” His voice trailed off as he caught sight of a mark on his brother's neck. It was a yellowish already fading bruise, too old to have been from their time together now, and yet too young to have withheld their separation. So that meant one thing…Itachi had been with someone else.

 

Pulling away with disgust, Sasuke tried to immediately get out of the treacherous bastard's grasp, which proved to be more than a little difficult seeing as Itachi was still inside him and his arms were bound around the cheating asshole's neck!

 

“Let go of me!” Sasuke cried, trying to pull away as Itachi kept a good grip on his waist, looking at his little brother as if he had gone mad. Struggling in the grasp, Sasuke butted his head upwards, clanking into Itachi's chin and making him relent as Sasuke unwrapped his arms, falling backwards onto the ground in front of him.

 

Hissing in pain, Sasuke noticed how his noise seemed to be reciprocated, and he looked up to see Itachi holding onto his crotch. Oh…yeah…all that struggling had probably hurt…good! He deserved it!

 

Not being able to stand the feeling of his hands being bound anymore he used his teeth to bite at the knot, ripping it apart and spitting the headband to the ground. Like hell he'd ever humor Itachi's kinks again!

 

“And just what are we throwing a fit about today?” Itachi asked, anger laced through his voice. “One knows it's always something with you.” His brother chided, and if Sasuke was any less pissed he might have the grace to be offended.

 

“Go to hell! I can't believe I said I missed you!” Zipping up his pants, Itachi glowered down at him while Sasuke did up his own.

 

“What are you babbling about, Otouto?” He stated tiredly, obviously not at all in the mood for a fit.

 

“Your neck Aniki!” Sasuke hissed back, glaring accusingly up at his brother who finally seemed to get what was going on. Unfortunately when he did all Sasuke was met with was harsh biting laughter.

 

“I see.” He said between chuckles. “You're upset because I cheated on you, is that it baby brother?” Growling, Sasuke made an attempt to get up and walk away from the bastard who no doubt about to make him feel really bad about himself. Yet, he never got the chance because Itachi was on him instantly, pressing him backwards into the dirt as he straddled the younger's waist.

 

“Make no mistake about it Sasuke.” Itachi said, leaning down to place of forced kiss on Sasuke's unwilling lips. “You. Are. Mine.” He attempted to deepen the kiss while the smaller Uchiha struggled underneath him. Itachi pulled away when Sasuke attempted to snap at his tongue, and instead of saying a word about it he just reached out to stroke his hair. “But I am in no way yours.”

 

Spitting, Sasuke hit the cocky bastard on the cheek before using all of his strength to flip them over so that he was on top, and then without a hint of remorse kneed the bastard in his already hurt cock.

 

Itachi's face screwed up in pain as Sasuke quickly retreated; using his new found technique to let the crimson light crackle at his feet…hinting at the power of such.

 

“Just where do you think you're going?” Itachi hissed, and as Sasuke watched him lie there, not even attempting yet to get up, he couldn't feel a bit of compassion for him. Not after what he had done! Sasuke had given up everything for Itachi, and the bastard had the gall to tell him that he was pretty much nothing but one of his random fucks!

“To Sasori.” He bit out, fighting the tears of anger prickling at the corners of his eyes. “At least with him I know I'll never be betrayed.” Not bothering to wait another second Sasuke used his newfound speed to rush through the woods, burning all the plant life in his wake. If he had bothered to stay any longer, however, he would have seen the dark look Itachi shot at his back at the mention of him going back to visit his sensei. But he didn't see it, and so he wouldn't hesitate in finishing his training, because the sooner he did the sooner he got to get away from here…and Itachi.

 

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A.N- Yes yes I have updated, who loves me? Yay! But this chapter has TONS of foreshadowing…one wonders what…only the author knows!...and a few friends she gushed to it about! LOl…and thanks SO SO SO much to those friends who helped out this chapter I really couldn't have done it without your guys help! You know who you are (glomps) LOL

 

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