Naruto Fan Fiction / Naruto Shippuden Fan Fiction ❯ The Never Played Symphonies ❯ You Fear; Your Lies ( Chapter 18 )

 

The Never Played Symphonies

 

Chapter 18: Your Fear; Your Lies

 

 

Sasuke sat hunched in a chair, trying with everything in him not to freak out. They had told him nothing! Deidara had only explained that Sai was their informant, and it was their job to bring him back to the Akatsuki lair because he was needed for some mission. However, it was odd that Deidara would know that and not him, seeing as how they had been in the same debriefing! He was so sick of how everyone seemed to know what was going on except him! Normally he could role it off, but that smug bastard who had tasted Itachi's lips was involved, and he needed answers more than ever.

 

Deidara had promised him that as soon as they got the blindfolded Sai back to headquarters that everything would be explained, but Sasuke seriously doubted it. Things were never really explained, and the thing he wanted to know most was what the doppelganger bastard was to Itachi, and that damn smile was the only thing so far he had gotten in reply!

 

They were now back at headquarters, waiting for Leader to call them in and tell them just why the hell they had brought some random shinobi back with them…a shinobi that made Sasuke's blood boil so much that he knew if he was allowed a moment alone with him he would surely watch his blood spray all over the floor.

 

Back in the village Deidara had wrestled him away from Sai, already sensing his chakra coming to life in his hands. If his partner hadn't done that, his look alike would have already been long dead. Of that he had little doubt.

 

He clenched his teeth in anticipation as he stared towards the meeting room door. He would get his answers soon, even if he had to get them by force. He glanced to the side, scowling even more when he met Sai's condescending eyes, and the bastard just smiled at him, as if nothing was wrong.

 

“What do you want?” Sasuke hissed, ignoring Deidara's warning gaze. The blond had told him not to ask Sai questions about anything until he understood the situation from Leader, but he couldn't hold back anymore.

 

“What do you want Sasuke?” The look alike said pretentiously, that damn smile never leaving his face.

 

“Fuck you!” Sasuke growled, hands balling in anger as he tried to stop himself from jumping out of the chair.

 

“Sorry.” Sai said cheerfully, smile only growing. “But that's Itachi's job.”

 

Well, that did it. Sasuke sprang from his chair, Sharingan activating as he reached out to wrap his hands around the bastard's throat, but Deidara grabbed him just before he could reach, trying to pull the wildly struggling Uchiha away from his target.

 

“I'll kill you!” He yelled, trying to throw Deidara off of him as his gaze narrowed at the teen who was still just sitting calmly in his chair smiling at him. He had managed to get one arm free, and was struggling with everything in him to just reach that face! That face that looked way too much like his own to be coincidence! If he could just make it there, he would fry that face from the inside out!

 

As he was fighting his way towards that face, the door opened and Leader walked out, rolling his eyes. “Well I see that the two of you are already getting along swimmingly.” He said with sarcasm, and knowing that struggling any more would do little good, Sasuke stilled in Deidara's arms.

 

“Why is he here?” Sasuke bit out, almost a little defeated, turning accusing red eyes towards their Leader as if expecting him to answer all of his questions with one simple reply.

 

“He's here for a mission.” Was the monotone reply, causing Sasuke to scoff. Figures, the only answer he was given was something he already knew.

 

“What mission?” He tried again, determined even in his dejected state to get at least a few answers. Though he doubted his wish would be fulfilled.

 

“He is to aide in the capture of the Kyuubi.” Was Leader's calm reply, but such a reply brought anything but calm into Sasuke's heart. His eyes widened to impossible degrees, as he quickly shrugged off the arms still wrapped around him.

 

“Naruto?” He asked in disbelief, knowing that this day would sometime come, but never thinking it would come this quickly, and most certainly not with the help of the smirking ninja he so ever much despised.

 

“Yes.” Leader replied emotionlessly, as if the entire concept meant nothing in the grand scheme of things.

 

“Naruto?” Sasuke asked yet again, as if the he had never heard the previous answer.

 

He heard a scoff to the side of him, and turned to see Sai looking at him with a hint of amusement on his face. “He just answered that Sasuke-kun.”

 

“Yeah?” The Uchiha growled, turning around to fully face Sai. “Well one would think that since you're his teammate you wouldn't be so quick to betray him.”

 

“And one would think that since you're part of the organization trying to capture him you wouldn't be so quick to defend him.” He replied back calmly, giving him that same damn smile again. “Is there something you want to tell us Sasuke-kun?”

 

The Uchiha glared, once more close to attacking the bratty teen that seemed determined to piss him off. “Just what are you insinuating?”

 

“Nothing.” He said raising an eyebrow. “It's just that your timing is pretty convenient, wouldn't you say?” Sasuke's fist clenched at his sides, doing everything in him to control his breathing.

 

“My timing?” He hissed, getting into Sai's face and glaring at how the bastard didn't seem one bit intimidated. “And just what about your timing?”

 

“Huh?” Sai asked, as if what was being asked was just ridiculous. “I've been involved, if you get my drift, with certain members of the Akatsuki for almost three years.” Their gazes locked as Sasuke visibly flinched.

 

“Involved?” He growled, one thread away from breaking.

 

Sai didn't seem to realize this though, because he actually had the nerve to continue. “Yes. I think that's nicer than saying fucking.”

 

“You bastard!” Sasuke screamed, once more lunging at the teen, this time managing to knock him to the floor. Rage built up inside of him as he held him down with one arm, using the other to haul back and punch him as hard as he could in that cheeky mouth of his. Hoping he had at least knocked out a few teeth while doing so.

 

He once more pulled off by Deidara no doubt, but he didn't even bother to check as he fought to get back to the body he so very much wanted to filet. “Don't talk about him anymore!” He yelled, trying to pull out of Deidara's grasp as he ignored the worried look the blond was shooting at Leader and then back to him.

 

“Sparky calm down, yeah.” Deidara whispered into his ear. “This is not the place to do that.” Stilling in his arms, Sasuke realized just where they were, and turned apologetic eyes to Leader, noticing out of the corner of his eyes as Sai made his way to his feet.

 

“I apologize for my actions.” He said calmly, shrugging Deidara's arms off of him as he tried to pretend nothing had happened.

 

A coldness swept over the room, and Sasuke tried not to twitch as Leader's heated gaze landed on him. “Stop acting childish.” He said, in the same tone Itachi had used with him time and time again. “Whatever might be going on between the three of you, I do not want to hear about it while I'm trying to give out missions.” He pointed to the door. “Get out and go calm yourself down. I will inform you of your part when you have learned not to be juvenile.”

 

“But…” Sasuke started, not even being able to believe he was actually getting kicked out.

 

“I don't want to hear any excuses. Leave, and come back when you can act more mature than a jealous school girl.” Sasuke glared at that, completely outraged that he had just been talked to in such a manner, but then again it wasn't that far from the truth. He was being completely childish about this whole thing, and yet he couldn't help it.

 

Giving a nod, Sasuke gave a quick bow before making his way out of the room. Not only did he now have Sai to worry about, but they were going after Naruto! They were going after one of his only friends, and he had messed up his chance to hear the plan and try to think of some way to stop it.

 

He had thought about sending word back to Konoha about Sai, but knew that he was going to be watched like a hawk until this mission was over, because even though he was let back in, he knew that they didn't trust him. Just like he didn't trust any of them. He knew that at any moment he might turn around to see a knife in his back. He had thought Itachi was the only one he could partially trust, but obviously not even that was true anymore.

 

The Uchiha's overwhelming anger suddenly turned darker, and a deep sadness settled over him. Sadness over everything he had just learned. Was he not good enough for Itachi? Did he not do everything he asked? Why then!? Why had he gone to someone else!?

 

After all the talk about being together, after everything they had gone through, Itachi had dirtied their relationship by going to some substitute! Why did he feel the need? Even if it was before they had gotten together, didn't Itachi know that he would have jumped at the chance to be with him anytime he asked?

 

He cursed himself as his eyes began to sting, and knew he had to get out of the open, because it wouldn't be long before he lost it altogether. Throwing open the door to his room…Itachi's room, he threw himself on the bed, burying himself in the many comforters that adorned the mattress. He couldn't take this anymore! Why!? Why did Itachi insist on hurting him every time he got remotely happy!?

 

Even when he felt a foreign wetness on his pillow, he still refused to believe it. He had refused to cry over him anymore! He wouldn't! Though even as he was telling himself these things, he only continued to cry harder. He cried hard enough to exhaust his body enough to fall into a very restless sleep. …A place where he could escape from the wickedness that was his Aniki.

 

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He was having a dream…he was having a really good dream. That could be the only explanation to the warmth that was spreading through his body. He arched his back when that warmth traveled over his bare stomach, coming to rest on the source of his pleasure, rubbing it in smoothing circles until Sasuke couldn't stop the whine of appreciation from leaving his throat.

 

It felt so good, especially when that warmth surrounded his entire length, causing him to cry out when he was surrounding in an almost suffocating heat, and his back continued to arch as the heat began to pump him to full hardness.

 

Moans left his lips like a chorus as that hand continued to move, and he could do nothing to stop it, nor did he want the increasing pleasure coursing through his veins to ever stop. “…Itachi.” He moaned in his sleep, more than aware that it had to be his niisan who was touching him, because Itachi was the only one he ever dreamed of.

 

He felt his shirt being pushed up, and soon it wasn't just a hand on his cock anymore, but warm lips burning trails of fire all over his skin. He couldn't take it anymore…the sensations were all too much for his sleep-frazzled mind to handle, and since this was a dream he didn't wan to hold back.

 

“Ugh!” He cried out, releasing into the dream hand that he knew would no doubt disappear before any of his other desires were fulfilled. Surprisingly though that hand didn't disappear, it reached up, tracing his lips with the cum he had just spilt, before that hand was replaced by two warm lips covered his own, and being much too out of it, he couldn't stop his own lips from responding.

 

The kiss was soft, sweet almost, and as Sasuke's eyes fluttered open to see his dream lover, he saw that it was in fact Itachi staring down at him. That was of course when he realized something rather crucial…he wasn't dreaming.

 

Itachi leaned back in to kiss him, and as a tongue reached in to twine with his own, everything came flooding back and Sasuke clamped down, biting the tongue inside his mouth as hard as he could.

 

Pulling back with a hiss, Itachi covered his mouth, but Sasuke saw the increasing flow of blood dripping down his chin. The bastard deserved worse! “Get out of here.” He hissed, backing away in the bed, and to his utter disgust pulled his pants back up from where the jackass had made him cum.

 

“If you hadn't forgot.” Itachi slurred, leaning over to spit a good amount of blood on the floor. “This is my room.” He said while still glaring, covering up his mouth once again to try to stop the bleeding.

 

Not being able to even look at his brother right now without breaking down, Sasuke avoided his gaze, slipping calmly out of the bed. “Fine. I'll leave.” He said, looking down as he tried to make his way hurriedly to the door, never looking up. Sadly, it seemed fate wouldn't allow him such a reprieve, because a hand wrapped around his waist, pulling him backwards so that he was resting against Itachi's thigh.

 

“Please just let me go.” He whimpered dejectedly, completely disgusted with the words that came from his mouth as strong arms wrapped securely around his waist.

 

“You've been crying.” Itachi stated, using one of his arms to turn Sasuke's chin to face him, trying to meet those eyes. “What's the matter?”

 

Sasuke actually did turn his eyes to meet him then, and he realized that had probably been Itachi's plan all along but he was too shocked at the moment to think about it. “You act as if you don't know?” His said dishearteningly, turning away again and giving a sad sigh when he felt lips fall to his neck, kissing almost apologetically along his pulse.

 

“Why did you sleep with him?” He finally asked, the hopelessness once more replacing his anger as he shook in his brother's arms. “Why wasn't I enough?” He cursed himself once again as his voice actually cracked with that.

 

Sighing, Itachi leaned in, snuggling into the boy's neck as he held him close. “How much do you know?” Sasuke's fist tightened at that, not believing the presumptuous ass would dare to ask him that.

 

“Enough to hate you for it!” He replied, pushing Itachi away and going to stand in front of him, not losing his vigor even when Itachi turned practically lifeless onyx eyes back to face him.

 

“Yet not enough to stop loving me?” He asked, and in reply Sasuke gave a scoff.

 

“I never loved you!” A lie. He bit his tongue before anything else could come out, looking angrily the other way.

 

After a few minutes of stagnant silence, Sasuke stole a glance towards his brother, noticing how Itachi was still continuing to stare directly at him. “I never promised you fidelity Otouto.” He said tensely, and Sasuke would have to say he had a reason, because as soon as he did the younger Uchiha officially flew off the deep end.

 

“You never promised me anything!” He growled. “But that didn't stop me from presuming that you cared! That I was the only one you needed!” He was shaking by this time, but at least he wasn't the sad whimpering boy in Itachi's arms any longer.

 

“You presume too much.” Itachi said blandly, looking to the floor to avoid the wrath he knew was coming.

 

“No I don't!” He yelled. “You expect faithfulness from me, so much so that it's scary, so why should my expectations be any different!” He walked forward, so that he was standing right in front of his brother. “Tell me Aniki,” He sneered. “How would you feel if you found out I had been fucking one of your look-alikes!?”

 

Itachi turned blazing red eyes up to meet Sasuke, and although normally that look would cause him to back down, all it did was stir the fire within him. “Oh what don't like that prospect?” He hissed, now coming to stand right in-between Itachi's knees. “I have to go on a mission involving Naruto, I'm sure he'd just love to pick up where we left off…”

 

He never got to go any further, because Itachi had lunged out, letting his fingers dig into the side of the younger's hip, leaving him to gasp out in pain. “Do you know what the good thing about fucking Sai is?” Itachi asked, eyes glazed in fury as he pulled him closer. “He's actually quiet sometimes!” Giving an evil smirk, Itachi pulled him forwards, placing his mouth on Sasuke's earlobe. “And oh yeah…when I fuck him, I can still actually feel it.”

 

A resounding slap sounded throughout the room as Sasuke hit Itachi as hard as he could, not being able to stop the angry tears from falling. “Fuck you!” He yelled, pushing Itachi away from him and hurriedly making his way out the door before the bastard could say anything else to cause his heart to further break.

 

He didn't know where he was going when he left that room, all he knew was that he had to get away from there. His anger and hurt mixed cruelly within his gut, causing pained gasps to escape him as he clung to the walls. Of all things Itachi could say to him, he was sure that that affected him the most, because it gave way to his greatest fear. He wasn't good enough for Itachi, and he had become used up to the point that his brother didn't want him anymore. Maybe he never wanted him, maybe he was a replacement for Sai…but then again, that smug bastard wasn't the one sharing his bed every night. He wasn't the one Itachi woke with kisses, or the one he held while the thunderstorms he was still afraid of passed.

 

Times like those he thought that Itachi could truly love him, but then they would be replaced by cruel words and horrifying gestures, and he would be knocked right back down to that crying boy Itachi had left in the dark all those years ago. Itachi wanted him like that…to always be needing him, to always be looking up to a pedestal he could never reach. That's why he hurt him. That's why when it all came down to it he could never be anything more than the murderer of his clan, and Sasuke would always be the little orphan boy they had found in the midst of all that death and carnage. They would never break those ties. It was their curse. Itachi for killing so many people, and Sasuke for still loving him afterwards.

 

Shaking his head, Sasuke absolutely refused to start crying again. He wouldn't give Itachi the satisfaction this time. Pushing his hate down, the Uchiha made his way back to the meeting room, bound and determined to find out just what going to happen to Naruto now that he didn't have that little bitch their to distract him. Because jealousies aside, this was his best friend's life they were discussing, and in order to save him he had to know the details.

 

Slipping quietly through the doors, he saw, with much relief, that Leader was still sitting there, as if he was expecting him to show up. Good. That would make getting the details all the easier. “I'm here to find out the details of the mission.” He stated blandly, trying to keep all emotion out of his voice this time so as not to raise suspicion. God knows Sai had already done a good job of that with his earlier comments.

 

“You've been crying.” Were the words that left Leader's mouth, and Sasuke couldn't stop the scowl from coming to his face.

 

“So I've been told.” He sneered. “But I don't see how my emotions have anything to do with this.”

 

“They have everything to do with this.” Leader replied immediately. “Tell me Sasuke, were you crying for your brother, or for the Kyuubi?”

 

Swallowing loudly, Sasuke tried not to let his face change, not liking at all where this conversation was heading. “Why would I cry for Naruto?” He asked, completely avoiding the topic of Itachi all together.

 

“He is your friend isn't he?” Leader asked back, with a hint of confusion in his voice. “One would think you wouldn't be so inclined to kill him without some sort of remorse.” He leaned forward, meeting Sasuke's gaze head on. “So Uchiha, can you be trusted?”

 

“You would think I had already proven that to you!” Sasuke growled, not believing his honor was being brought up…even if he had expected it.

 

Leader waved his arm, dismissing the notion as if it were ridiculous. “Yes, but then again killing an enemy is a lot different than killing a friend.”

 

“I've killed a friend!” Sasuke snarled, the images of Hinata's smiling face still haunting him every night when he closed his eyes. Of all things to question, after he had killed her, his loyalty was a touchy subject.

 

“I suppose you're right.” Leader replied, letting an almost sadistic smirk come to his face. “You remember the process by which the kyuubi will die, don't you?” He asked, amusement evident in his face. “You recall how the JinchÅ«riki scream as the beast is ripped from them?” Sasuke winced, the images of their previous captures still vivid in his mind. “And after everything is said and done how a lifeless husk falls to the ground?” Just the thought of watching the same thing happen to Naruto got his fists to clench at his sides.

 

“I remember.” He bit out. “So why are you telling me?” He knew the answer already, and yet he couldn't stop the question from leaving his lips.

 

“So that you can be prepared for what will happen to this friend of yours. So that you can know that if you decide to betray us something ten times worse will be in store for you.” He said almost threateningly, all humor gone from his tone.

 

“I am prepared.” Sasuke lied. “Now what is my mission?” He took a deep breath, knowing that he wasn't going to like what was going to come next…and he was right.

 

“You are to go to Konoha posing as Sai, while he hides unnoticed in the Village of Leaf. You are to draw the Kyuubi out into the open, and once there you will subdue him, bringing him back to us so that we may perform the ceremony.”

 

“Why Sai?” Sasuke growled, not understanding at all the reason behind posing as Sai, while the bastard sat idly by at the village. He didn't understand why Leader could possibly want such a scene, when it would probably be easier to draw out Naruto if he were to just go back as himself.

 

“Because they think Sai is a spy for them, and so would trust Naruto in his hands. Just like they would trust when they found him tied up back in the village later that he was still on their side should something go amiss or we need more information.” He paused, beckoning Sasuke forward, to which the Uchiha had no choice but to obey. “And because it will be you capturing him, proving once and for all that you are loyal to the Akatsuki, and only the Akatsuki. Do you understand?”

 

“Understood.” He bit out between clenched teeth, trying to show none of the anger he was feeling on his face.

 

“Good.” Leader drawled. “You depart tomorrow at dawn. You are dismissed.” Giving a slight bow, Sasuke turned on his heel and promptly headed for the door. He didn't think he could be in this room any longer without saying something he knew he would later regret. No, he would vent as soon as he was out of earshot and away from the prying eyes that seemed to be all around the hideout.

 

Not only was he going to have to work with Sai, but they were going to capture Naruto. They were going to do the one thing he had been sent to prevent. He hadn't though. No, he had been too busy fucking that cheating bastard to even care! It was a probably a big joke between them! Sai had probably even suggested it to keep Sasuke distracted! Torturous thoughts flew a million miles an hour through his head, making his face darken more and more.

 

He would leave this place! He would leave as soon as he figured out someway to save Naruto! …He would leave as soon as he could figure out someway to forget Itachi. Even now though that prospect was hard to grasp in his mind, because after hearing all of that the only thing he wanted to do was go back to their bedroom and have Itachi make it better in the only way he knew how. That's the part of him that he hated the most, because he knew it would never leave.

 

Shaking his head, he figured he might as well head back to the room, because the probability of Itachi being there wasn't very high. He never hung around the rooms unless there was a possibility of fucking Sasuke, and he should damn well know that that possibility was almost inexistent!

 

Fuming all the way down the hallway, Sasuke stopped in front of the door he had ran out of a few hours ago, hoping beyond hope that Itachi wouldn't be inside waiting for him to release even more cruelty on him. His heart was racing as his hand settled on the frame, ready to push it open…that is until he heard the sounds coming from inside.

 

It sounded almost like…moaning?

 

Eyes narrowing to slits, Sasuke listened for a few more seconds before throwing the door wide open and actually having to witness Sai in-between Itachi's thighs, mouth going up and down on his hard length.

 

“You bastard…” Sasuke heard himself whisper, to which Itachi just looked up with lifeless eyes, hand going to grip Sai's hair as he moved him deeper onto his member. Their eyes never broke as he moved them up and down, and with every bob the hatred in Sasuke grew, absolutely exploding when he watched Itachi's stomach muscles clench as his cock spasmed, spilling into Sai's mouth as the disgusting prick greedily drank every drop. Drank every drop of what should have only been his!

 

“I'll kill you!” He screamed yet again, chidori screeching in his hand as he bowled Sai over, knocking him backwards and pushing the attack into his chest, watching as the boy's eyes widened and a scream escaped his lips. Good! That probably hurt! He knew it did, as it had become his most popular killing method. He would use his chakra to push chidori right into the victim's chest, effectively cooking them from the inside out with the electricity.

 

“You can't touch him! You'll die for touching him!” He screamed, pumping even more electricity into Sai's writhing body. “Do you think you're special! Do you think you're anything! He loves me!” He pumped in even more electrical chakra, cringing as the smell of burnt flesh filled his nose as Sai struggled to get him off of him. “You're nothing to him! Nothing!”

 

Not even noticing Itachi getting up behind him and placing himself back in his pants, Sasuke continued to torture the body underneath him, determined to make him suffer as much as possible. He couldn't believe he would do this to him! After how much he saw he was hurting! After he had acted like he gave a damn!

 

He watched with a sick sense of pleasure as Sai's eyes began to droop, and knew that his life would soon be no more. He would die at his hands for ever daring to take the last member of his family away from him! He would die for taking the only person he loved away from him!

 

Sasuke gasped when two arms wrapped around his waist, pulling him away from the body convulsing on the ground and struggling for breath. Sasuke was struggling too though. He was struggling against the arms restraining him as they threw him to the bed, quickly getting on it themselves as if he actually planned to take him right there, and the younger had never known a thing he wanted to do less in his life right now. Kicking out, Sasuke landed a good kick to Itachi's crotch area, making him wince enough for him to get the advantage and push him over, quickly crawling on top of his brother and punching him in the face.

 

“How could you!?” He asked, punching him again. “Do you know how much I've done for you! What makes you think you can get away with this! Don't you know how much I love you!” He screamed, covering his mouth in shock the second the words left his lips. He didn't say it! He didn't!

 

He couldn't possibly have said that to Itachi. Something he had vowed to never say to Itachi! “I HATE YOU!” He screamed, calling chakra once more to his fist and slamming it down into Itachi's chest, more than a little shocked when it wasn't blocked.

No, he didn't make a move to defend himself at all, even when he pumped chakra electricity straight into his organs.

 

“Why do you do this to me!” He hit him again, ignoring the hand wrapping around his waist. “Why do you want to see me suffer!” He forced more chakra out of his palms, never once paying attention to the look of pain Itachi was attempting to conceal on his face. “Haven't I been good to you? Haven't I done everything you've asked!?”

 

His eyes widened when Itachi reached up then, pulling Sasuke lips down to his as he forcibly pressed their faces together, ignoring the fact that Sasuke was continuing to shock him, or the fact that he was adamantly refusing the advances as Itachi forced his mouth open, leaving their teeth to clash together.

 

Their kiss turned even more violent as Sasuke added another hand to Itachi's chest, sending even more electricity swirling through his body as he fried his brother from the inside out. He would kill him! He would kill him rather then seeing him with anyone else! He would kill him rather than ever have to be hurt like this again! Their tongues danced together as a taste of copper mixed in with the saliva, and Sasuke didn't even seem to realize what that could possibly be from.

 

He was much too into his crazed revenge to notice anything until two other arms wrapped around his waist, pulling him forcefully off of Sasuke while he kicked and struggled for all he was worth.

 

“Calm down Sparky!” Deidara said, and he could hear a little worry in the normally sarcastic blond's voice. “Do you want to kill him?” Yes! That's exactly what he wanted to do. He made eye contact with Itachi, and noticed how those red orbs were as cold as ever as he stared at him emotionlessly as if nothing had just happened.

 

“I think this other one might be dead.” He turned, looking down to see Hidan leaning over Sai's body, checking for a pulse. “Nah, it's here…just faint.” Sasuke couldn't help the disappointed grunt from leaving his voice. “I'll take him down to the infirmary. You had better help Itachi down there as well.”

 

“I don't need help.” His brother growled, once more never breaking eye contact with Sasuke as he stood up and walked over to where Sai was lying unconscious. “Take him to see a med-nin. He'll die if you don't and won't be able to complete the mission.” Hidan nodded, scooping up Sai's body and actually cringing in disgust as steam rose from it and it sizzled.

 

“Well if he doesn't live, at least we can be sure Sparky cooked him well for dinner, un.” Deidara said sarcastically, still keeping a good hold on Sasuke's waist as the Uchiha glared daggers at his brother.

 

“You both deserved to die…it's my one regret that I didn't at least finish him off.” He snarled, not bothering to notice the blood now dripping rather heavily from Itachi's ears, nose, and mouth.

 

“Indeed. I suppose you feel proud of yourself now Otouto? Justified?” He asked coldly, and Sasuke would have to say he felt none of those things. No, as a matter of fact that familiar ache in his chest was coming back that only Itachi could cause.

 

He scowled at Itachi, but his scowl soon turned into something else entirely when he saw blood began to fall from his eyes, matching them well in color, and suddenly all the anger began to fade from Sasuke's face. “Aniki?” He asked, getting no response from his brother as he actually watched his eyes roll to the back of his head, and he fell back, crashing to the floor right in front of him.

 

“ITACHI!” Sasuke screamed, running forward and grabbing his brother, only to watch those eyes drift shut, and for Itachi to slip into unconsciousness while in his arms.

 

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A/N- You know…I don't like this chapter….it was all SOOOO much happening, and like I knew I had to write all of it…but I didn't like it, and yeah…I hope you guys did, I promise that next chapter will be better! Let me know what you think! Thanks sooo much for reading and reviewing!