Naruto Fan Fiction / Naruto Shippuden Fan Fiction ❯ The Never Played Symphonies ❯ Kiss it Better ( Chapter 19 )

 

 

 

Never Played Symphonies

 

Chapter 19: Kiss it Better

 

 

 

“For gods sake Sasuke will you settle down!?” A hard voice boomed, startling the child from his nervous pacing as he looked up into the annoyed eyes of his father. Immediately lowering his head as he realized just what he had done.

 

“I'm sorry Father…I'll be quiet.” He replied miserably, hands twisting in front of him as he fought everything within him not to once more run towards the door.

 

“Don't be so hard on him dear.” His mother's voice responded as she made her way from the room where Sasuke had been banned from going. “He's just worried about his brother.” She then turned her eyes to her younger son, leaning down to place her hands comfortingly on his shoulders. “It's okay Sasuke, Itachi will be fine.” She gave him a warm smile. “You can go in there if you like. I'm sure he'd love to see you before bed.”

 

A huge smile cracked Sasuke's face as a light lit up his features. He was going to get to see Itachi! He had been so worried when he had come back from his mission and Shisui had carried him to his room, because that meant he was injured…and his niisan never got injured! It was impossible, because he was…well he was too cool!

 

“Don't stay in there too long.” His father commanded, once more giving that stern gaze that was reserved only for his youngest son. “Itachi needs his rest, and I have no doubt he'll be getting very little rest with you in there bothering him all the time.”

 

Sasuke blushed, hating the way his father would always come down on him for whatever he did. “I won't father!” He replied good-naturedly. “I want Aniki to get better and so I'll just wish him good-night.” His father nodded at that, glancing once more at his brother's door before following Mikoto down the hall towards their own room.

 

Now being alone in the hallway, Sasuke looked back towards his niisan's door. Gulping in nervous anticipation on what could possibly be on the other side. When Shisui had come in he had been supporting all of Itachi's weight, and the now dried trail of blood that led from the entrance did nothing to help quell the boy's anxiety on just what might have happened to him. It had all happened so fast that he didn't even get a chance to see where he was bleeding!

 

Holding his breath, Sasuke slid the door open, stepping quietly into the room and shutting it behind him. He kept his eyes completely trained to the ground, too afraid to look up and see what might be waiting for him on the bed. What if it was serious? What if he was deformed? What if his face was ruined!? Fearing for his brother's beautifulness, Sasuke quickly looked up, meeting his brother's eyes and seeing something foreign in them. It was almost like…he was in pain.

 

“Are you alright Aniki?” Sasuke asked, suddenly losing all of his fears and rushing over to the bed to grab Itachi's hand clenched in the sheets. His lip stuck on in an unceremonious pout. “You don't look too good.” And he didn't. Itachi's normally stoic face was glimmering with a sheen of sweat, and he seemed to be much paler than normal, leaving his face looking pasty and white.

 

“I'm fine Otouto.” Itachi said tiredly, laying his head in the pillow before softly squeezing the hand Sasuke had grabbed. “Just tired. Maybe you should go to bed.” Sasuke's pouting lip trembled at that, knowing that his brother was kicking him out of the room when all he wanted to do was make sure he was okay!

 

Would it be too much to talk to him for a few minutes? He had worried the entire time he was gone! Those ANBU missions were always the most dangerous, and Itachi hadn't even said good-bye before he had left! Now he was back and didn't even want to see him! Did he hate him? Was that the reason?

 

“You're a jerk!” Sasuke yelled, ripping his hand away from Itachi only to clench them both at his sides. Shutting his eyes as tears began to spring up. “I was worried about you, and you're just mean!” He yelled again, now wiping his eyes as he continued to sob. Now regretting more than ever coming into this room.

 

“Honestly, Otouto, tears?” Itachi asked somewhat annoyed before Sasuke felt two arms wrap around his waist and himself being hoisted onto the bed. Itachi set him on his chest, letting his legs fall on either side. The hands he had placed over his eyes were pulled away, and he reluctantly looked down at his brother's face to see a look of almost disappointment settled there. “I know you're just a boy, but eventually you will have to get out of that incessant fit throwing faze you seem to be permanently stuck in.”

 

“Yeah well maybe I'll never leave that faze!” Sasuke yelled back, anger blazing in his eyes for his sibling.

 

Itachi huffed, placing his hands once more in the sheets as he looked away. “It wouldn't surprise me.” Regaining some of his composure, Itachi turned back to his younger brother. All trace of emotion that could have told you he was just a thirteen year old boy once more pushed down. “It's late Otouto, you really should be getting to bed. I have no strength tonight to fight you.”

 

All of his anger left Sasuke immediately, and the worried look once more came to his features. “Cause you got hurt?” He asked, voice shy and timid again. You would never know that just a few moments ago he had been yelling at his brother in hatred. He saw Itachi nod, and Sasuke found himself practically choking on the question he was just dying to have answered. “How bad?”

 

“Not that bad.” Itachi replied, reaching up to run a hand in Sasuke's raven spikes. “Just a gash on my leg. I'll be better in a few days.” His brother had said it so calmly, and yet at hearing such information Sasuke couldn't help but gasp, and immediately scuttle off his chest. Moving around the bed so that he was at the foot of it. For once seeing the blood stained bandage that was wrapped around Itachi's thigh.

 

His black eyes widened considerably, taking in the bloodstained fabric from a slice that seemed to go from his knee to the inside of his thigh. “Poor Aniki!” Sasuke cried, not thinking as he went out to touch it. Receiving a wince in return. Jumping back as if burned, Sasuke placed his hands over his mouth, absolutely horrified he had done such a stupid thing.

 

“I'm sorry Niisan!” He cried yet again, feeling like a toddler with all the mistakes he was making. His lip stuck out in a pout as he took in Itachi's angry face as he clutched his leg in pain. “Please don't be mad.” The young boy pleaded, knowing he was about two seconds away from being tossed out the door.

 

“I'm not mad Sasuke just…” His lip stuck out even more as he knew where this was going, eyes already shrink wrapped in tears. Itachi sighed, closing his eyes as he seemed to take in the situation. Reaching out, he quickly ruffled the boy's hair which caused the sniffles to stop. “Try to be a little more careful okay?”

 

The boy gave a nod, not being able to stop a last sniffle from escaping. “I know. I will be.” His face spread into a huge grin. “I have an idea!” That grin spread even more as the boy shoved Itachi's legs apart, quickly crawling in-between them, ignoring the surprised look covering his brother's face. “I'll kiss it better!”

 

A large gasp filled the air when without further warning Sasuke leaned forward, laying his baby pink lips on the wound, giving it a gentle kiss. Soft enough so that he wouldn't hurt him any further, and yet firm enough so that he could feel it.

 

“S-Sasuke…” Itachi whimpered, and fearing he had hurt him, Sasuke moved to lift up his head but was stopped when a hand a top his spikes pressed him back down. “It feels good Otouto. Kiss it some more.”

 

Itachi's voice sounded so needy, that Sasuke wanted nothing more than to please him. So he kissed the wound again, this time lingering longer. Smiling at the way his brother's breath started to quicken as his head fell back to the pillow. “Again.” He commanded, and Sasuke obeyed. He kissed all around the wound, allowing his head to be guided by Itachi as he led him more towards the inside of his thigh. Sasuke kissed along the leg the entire time.

 

He glanced up to see how utterly happy Itachi looked, and wanting to make him even happier, Sasuke moved to get a better angle. Placing his hand on Itachi's crotch that seemed to have something poking out of it. With that one touch though his brother jumped, grabbing onto the boy's hair and pulling him up, and an almost scared look covered Itachi's normally stoic face.

 

“Stop!” Itachi hissed, pulling the boy's hair so much that he actually cried out. At the sound the elder immediately released him. Placing his hand over his face in what looked to be disgust.

 

“Did I do something wrong Aniki?” He asked, almost fearful now between his brother's legs. He still had no idea what he had done wrong, but Itachi looked really upset, and so it must have been something bad. …Maybe he had hurt him.

 

“No, Otouto,” Itachi said quietly. “You didn't do anything wrong. Just…come here.” He said, grabbing the boy under the arms and pulling him forward so that he rested at Itachi's side. He brought a finger to the younger's chin, turning it so he was facing him. “Would you like to stay for the night?” His brother asked, and Sasuke couldn't stop the huge smile from covering his features. “

 

“Can I really!?” He asked excitedly, practically hopping up and down on the bed. Besides on thunderstorms, Itachi never let him stay.

 

Itachi gave a small nod. “But only for tonight. Do you understand?” Face practically splitting, Sasuke leaned down, hugging Itachi's waist as he settled down next to him on the bed. This was his favorite thing to do, because he always slept better when he was at Itachi's side. His brother smiled, leaning down and placing a kiss on his cheek. “Good-night Sasuke.” He paused before adding. “Thank you for helping me to feel better.”

 

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Sasuke frowned down at the body underneath him. Soaking a rag in a bowl of cold water before bringing it to Itachi's forehead. He had been unconscious for three days now, and the shallow rising and falling chest was the only inclination that he was even alive at all. His insides had practically boiled from the attack, and the med-nins said it might take some time for him to even wake at all. Then again he was doing a lot better than that bastard Sai was. He was now being kept alive only by life support machines, and they doubted he would ever wake up. Sasuke would be lying if he said that thought alone didn't make this entire thing worth it.

 

Though that didn't make what he had done to Itachi any less hurtful. The fear that welled up in his chest when his brother collapsed was ten times worst then what he had felt the night of the massacre, and he knew that it had everything to with the fact that this time it had been Itachi near death, and he feared that above anything else.

 

He hadn't meant to lose his temper that bad. He had never wanted to hurt Itachi that bad. It's just that when he saw them together something inside of him just snapped, and he had to get his revenge. But he never wanted…

 

Fresh tears dripped unnoticed down his cheek as he continued to blot at his brother's boiling hot forehead. Doing everything he could to try to cool his body temperature back to a normal rate. It was his temperature that was keeping him asleep, and so if he could just cool his fiery niisan down a bit, then he might be able to see those eyes, which always looked at him with nothing but disdain, open once again.

 

“Do you ever stop crying?” Sasuke jumped at the small croaked out voice, staring wide-eyed at the body underneath him that had just spoke. “I find it to be your favorite pastime as of late.”

 

“Aniki?” Sasuke asked, relief rushing through him as he watched his eyelids flutter, before finally opening. “How are you feeling? Are you…are you alright?”

 

His eyes fluttered some more, and for a second Sasuke was sure he was going to fall back asleep, but he managed to resist. “Water.” He croaked, voice dry and scratchy. Sasuke jumped into action! Reaching around to the side table and pouring some ice water he had been using to refill the bowl.

 

“Here you go.” He said, placing the rim of the glass at his lips. Letting the cool liquid fall down his no doubt parched throat. The Uchiha watched in fascination as Itachi swallowed, Adams apple bobbing up and down as the water succeeded in cooling his insides. “It must feel good. Your temperature spiked to 115 degrees. your blood was boiling so hot that it actually began to evaporate.” He reached out, once more blotting at Itach's forehead. “I said that it was probably because you were so pissed at me…but we were all worried for awhile.” His hand stopped, eyes going far away in thought. “I was worried.”

 

Itachi rolled his head to the side, effectively breaking their contact. “Did you really think I'd let you kill me?” He said quietly, and Sasuke was sure it had something to do with the fact that his insides had literally been fried, and such an act had to be quite the struggle. He seemed so far away in that moment, and Sasuke knew that it was entirely his fault.

 

“I'm sorry….I know I've disappointed you again, but at the time.” He closed his eyes, those treacherous images of his Sai between Itachi's legs once more came to the surface. “Well at the time you deserved it.”

 

Itachi just lay there, with his head turned to the side, staring morosely at the whitewashed walls that were in the infirmary. For a while there, Sasuke was sure he would never speak. “And what gives you the right to decide who I can or cannot bed?” His brother hissed venomously, still not turning his head back to the front.

 

Pushing down the initial anger, Sasuke knew that if he didn't look at this rationally it would only cause yet another fight, and that was something he wanted to avoid. The guilt he felt from hurting the only person alive that he still loved was eating away at his insides. “Because you're…” His eyebrows furrowed then, reaching and forcefully turning Itachi's face back to the front. “Because you're mine.” He used the hand holding his brother's chin to stroke his cheek. “I won't share you with anyone else, and I know for a fact that you wouldn't share me.”

 

“Presumptuous aren't we?” Itachi replied with, shaking his head to once more dislodge Sasuke's touch. “Do you think the compassion that I've shown you for the last couple of months gives you some power over me?” His eyes narrowed to slits, sending a coldness down his spine. “You forget your place in the world.”

 

“My place?” Sasuke asked, before he grinned somewhat cockily. “At the moment it seems that place is on top of you.” He knew it would happen, but that didn't stop the `oomph' of surprise from escaping him when Itachi roughly grabbed him, flipping him over so that he was on top, and slamming him down into the uncomfortable hospital bed.

 

“Like I said…you forget your place in this world.” Itachi glared down at him with so much hatred Sasuke was somewhat taken aback. Was his brother really that angry? Shouldn't it have been the other way around? He wasn't allowed to think of the injustices of such a thing very long, however, because in the next moment Itachi had lunged down, capturing his lips in a harsh kiss.

 

Sasuke opened his mouth immediately, allowing his brother's tongue to flood inside. He leaned forward as their teeth collided, shifting his weight appropriately as Itachi practically ripped his clothes off of him. He seemed almost desperate to reach skin, and when he did Sasuke couldn't help but cry out when the Akatsuki bit painfully into his shoulder blade hard enough to draw blood.

 

“Don't think that you have some sort of superiority over me, Otouto.” He growled, leaning in this time to bite at his pulse. “You are mine to kiss, you are mine to mark, and you are mine to fuck whenever I feel like it! So don't think you are anything other than that or it will get you into trouble.” He leaned down, licking Sasuke's earlobe as he let his lips rest there. “Or did you think just because you made your little confession that we were going to be a normal happy couple?”

 

He couldn't help it, the statement made him flinch. Leave it to Itachi to always be there to put him in his place. Though this time the hurt didn't come like normal, because in a way he already knew this. Itachi had beat it into his head so many times that it had begun to lose its affect...though not yet entirely.

 

Once their mouths had broken apart again from another kiss, Sasuke caught his brother's eyes. Seeing the hatred still reflecting from their depths. “We're not normal Itachi, so why would I ever think that?” He looked away, feeling sadness once again and hating to see those eyes on him when he broke. “I just want…I just need…” He trailed off, not being able to form what it was he desperately needed to say.

 

His breath hitched when Itachi's lips fell to his neck, kissing at the wound he himself had inflicted before turning Sasuke's face back to the front. “What is it you want Sasuke?”

 

“I don't want you to sleep with him.” He said so quietly it sounded almost broken, hating his eyes for glistening over in tears. He was sure this would open yet another round of fighting and put-downs, but he couldn't help it, of all things he wanted in this world, at the moment that topped the list.

 

“Very well.” Itachi responded almost immediately back with, completely shocking the body underneath. “If you swear that when you go to Konoha you're not going to do anything foolish.” The younger gulped, not liking those threatening eyes staring down at him. At times it seemed Itachi knew everything that went through his head. He didn't even have to ask what his brother meant by that, because to him the meaning was clear enough.

 

“If you know that much, then you must know that I…” A hand was placed over his mouth to quiet him.

 

“I do know.” Itachi said sternly. “I know that you are not the great Konoha spy you take yourself for. You belong at my side Otouto…you always have.” He stroked his hair. “And I am Akatsuki. So you are either with them, or you are with me. Your middle ground has ended.”

 

Sasuke's breathing began to quicken, but he wasn't allowed to contemplate such a statement long, because Itachi once more attacked his lips. This time divesting himself of his own clothes. The younger laid there motionless, feeling absolutely numb as his clothes were pushed off and Itachi's bare skin grinded against his own. His brain had seemed to shut down completely, but as his brother continued to kiss along his flesh, his body responded accordingly. Moving right along with that of the lover it knew so well.

 

His tongue slid along Itachi's, tracing the inside of his mouth as his arms found their way around his neck. His eyes were closed as he pretended he hadn't just heard what he had, needing to feel Itachi inside of him to help him forget. Though he wasn't allowed to stray very long, because the salty iron taste of blood flooded strongly into their kiss, and Sasuke pulled away with a look of worry spread over his features.

 

“Aniki?” He asked in fear, seeing how pale Itachi had become as he still supported himself over the top of him, and how a small dribble of blood was now dripping down his creamy white chin. “Are you alright?”

 

“Fine.” He croaked, but he looked anything but fine. He looked about ready to collapse, and that thought was only confirmed when his eyes begun to once more roll to the back of his head and he lost his balance. Falling right on top of the younger Uchiha.

 

The air escaped from his lungs at all the sudden added pressure as he struggled to roll the body off of him. Laying him to the side of the cramped hospital bed. He reached out, wiping the sweat soak strains of hair from his face and feeling how his fever had once again spiked. “You're burning up.” He said with worry, reaching to grab the water, but was stopped by a hand gripping weakly at his forearm.

 

“I'm fine.” He replied once again, struggling to stop his eyes from closing all together.

 

“You're not fine Itachi.” He practically scolded. “You can barely keep your eyes open. Maybe I should get a med-nin to come look at you.” He said to himself, reaching down to pull his pants back up, but was stopped once again by a hand.

 

“Turn around.” Itachi commanded weakly, still not even being able to fully open his eyes. Sasuke stared incredulously, not believing what he was hearing. Leave it to Itachi to think only of sex when he was practically dying.

 

“Aniki I don't think that now is the time to…” Sasuke tried.

 

“Turn around!” Itachi barked, leaving absolutely no room for argument. His eyes were fully opened now, and it seemed his absolute want to prove a point by screwing Sasuke's brains out was adrenaline enough to keep him going.

 

Smiling a little in amusement, Sasuke did as he was told. Rolling over so that his back was against Itachi's chest. His smile soon faded, however, when Itachi grabbed both of his arms, crossing them over his chest and holding them behind him so that he was in a body bind. Once he had him in such a position, it didn't take him long to begin laying kisses all along his completely exposed neck. Lighting a fire within Sasuke's belly as he began to suck on his pulse.

 

He moaned out in enjoyment. Tilting his head even more to give him better access, though he wasn't allowed to turn over to actually kiss his lips, because Itachi kept a good hold on him. Not allowing him to move his upper body at all. His eyes rolled to back of his head when Itachi thrust against him, all the while reaching down, letting his hand wrap around the younger's slowly growing erection.

Sasuke's mouth fell open in a whimper as Itachi's sweat soaked hand stroked up and down, the pleasure coursing down his spine to pool in that spot. Sasuke could feel his brother's own hardness pressing against his back, and he actually gave a small cry when Itachi released his member. Instead quickly thrusting in a finger without any kind of lube at all. His breath quickened as that finger thrust in and out. Twirling inside as it did its best to stretch him before another finger joined it, and then yet another.

 

Whimpering, Sasuke buried his face in the pillow, fully panting now as Itachi thrust in another finger. Using his free arm to wrap around him, pulling him flush against his body. Having him this close to him was practically unbearable. Especially by how the Akatsuki had thrust in another finger, using four to stretch him out as the body heat from having him so close officially set Sasuke's blood to boiling.

 

“Itachi…” He whimpered, fully panting now as his body broke out in a thick sweat. “You're so hot…” He panted, head swimming a bit by the temperature. “It's so hot.” Itachi's skin was practically on fire, and having him this close was causing Sasuke to practically lose it, so much so in fact that he was beginning to get a bit woozy.

 

Burning hot kisses lit up his skin as those fingers withdrew, and as they did Sasuke was in a state of practically unconsciousness. Not knowing how Itachi was handling the heat when he could barely handle being beside him.

 

A scream erupted from his throat when Itachi actually pushed inside, filling him with what felt like a hot poker that made his body arch at the ungodly heat and pressure. “It's too much Aniki…I can't take it…I can't…” His words were slurring by this time as his body tried to adjust to the ungodly girth now inside of him.

 

“You'll take what I give you.” Was growled into his ear as Itachi gave one thrust. Pulling the struggling body even closer to him as he started a smooth pace. “You'll take all of me in you, and burn with my sins.” Sasuke's breath hitched at yet another thrust. Struggling to breathe by this time with his body position and the heat of the act.

 

Itachi wrapped a hand around his waist, pulling him further into his body as he made him move along with his thrusts. Sasuke was a withering mass in the sheets as the Akatsuki thrust once again, hitting the spot inside of him that caused a loud shriek to pass through him that he had to muffle in the pillow.

 

It seemed Itachi had realized even in his haze what he had hit, because bending Sasuke's top leg at the knee, he angled his thrusts so they hit there every time. Kissing along his pulse, cheek, shoulder, anything it seemed he could get his lips on. Sasuke could hear how heavy Itachi's breathing was becoming, and he couldn't stop the worry from filling him. But he really couldn't focus on such things, because with each thrust it felt like he might lose his mind.

 

Nonsense words were escaping him as his eyes were shut tightly. Face still buried in the pillow as Itachi's thrusts became more quick and erratic. He knew his brother was about to finish, and he would have to say he was just as close. He thrust backwards, causing a moan to leave Itachi's lips as his grip tightened almost painfully around his waist. Pulling him backwards so that he was fully impaled before what felt like burning magma filled his insides. Causing Sasuke to scream out his brother's name into the pillow.

 

He was so close! Just a few more thrusts! He pushed back once more on Itachi's slowly deflating cock, noticing how he didn't seem to be thrusting back. “Aniki!” He moaned. Once more thrusting back, only to feel nothing. In his mild state of delirium, Sasuke struggling against his somewhat slack bindings to look behind him, only to let a growl escape his throat when he saw that Itachi's eyes were now closed, and his breathing seemed to be coming out in a slow shallow manner. That bastard had fallen asleep!

 

Glaring defiantly at Itachi the entire time, he struggling to get one hand lose, letting it fall to his weeping cock. Giving himself those last fateful strokes before he came into his hands. Wiping the liquid onto the starchy sheets. With a glare on his face, he struggled around on the bed. After completely freeing his arms, he scooted away from the slumbering shinobi. Allowing for him to slide out before turning to face him. Still not believing Itachi had actually fallen asleep before allowing him to finish! …He would definitely get him back for this one.

 

Though he couldn't really say he blamed him. Sasuke was fairly sure he now had a fever from having to be pressed against Itachi, and by the way his brother's cheeks now had a nice rosy glow and his entire face was soaked in sweat, he knew just doing that had to take everything out of him. He seemed to have completely exhausted himself, and now had passed out once again because of his actions. Sasuke would be mad about it even he didn't think it was somewhat cute, and well, Itachi looked so innocent just laying there like that that he couldn't stop an adoring smile from lazily coming to his face.

 

It seemed his body had used the last of his strength during such an activity, and it seemed as if Sasuke's had as well, because even while just laying there he was finding it increasingly difficult to even keep his eyes open. He thought it might have something to do with the fact that he hadn't had a moments rest since Itachi had gotten hurt, and now that he was sure that his Niisan would wake up, the fatigue was finally catching up to him. He was sure that their recent activity hadn't helped either.

 

Eyes drooping from exhaustion, Sasuke struggled to rearrange them both on the small hospital bed, curled up underneath Itachi like a lion cub under his father's paw. His brother's arm was thrown over his waist as he curled up into his chest, and he snuggled into the warm inviting body. Enjoying the even fall of breath that came from knowing that he hadn't succeeded in killing the only one he had ever loved. The thought that up until a few months ago that had been his one and only dream, for once never crossed his mind. No, he was just content to lie with his niisan, and fall into a deep sleep, completely sated against his chest.

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“Wakey! Wakey!” Was the next thing he heard, completely disoriented as his body let out of scream of shock! Freezing daggers seemed to pierce his skin as cold water was dumped unceremoniously over his head!

 

“What the fuck!” He cried in surprise! Forgetting just where he was and that he had just screamed twice now right into Itachi's face. Who was of course no longer sleeping, but glaring at him with a look that could kill. Though Sasuke wanted to kill someone else entirely. Turning around, he glared icy daggers at Deidara who was holding the now empty water pitcher and laughing his ass off.

 

“You realize I would have killed you if any of that hit me.” Itachi growled, pushing himself up on the bed. “What are you doing here?” He asked, and Sasuke noticed with a frown that he seemed to be once more struggling to sit up.

 

“Well isn't it just nice to see you up and about, yeah?” Deidara said cheerily, reaching out to ruffle Sasuke's spikes. “I can't help but notice that the both of you are naked once again.” He tilted his head in question. “Have you guys no self restraint?” He pointed to the elder. “I mean you're practically dead…” He then motioned towards Sasuke. “And aren't you supposed to still be in your hating him faze? Shame on you Sparky for taking advantage of him in such a vulnerable state.”

 

“Like hell I took advantage of him.” Sasuke mumbled under his breath, remembering quite clearly the sex that had been forced on him when all he wanted to do was play nursemaid to his brother. Shaking his head, he once more focused his attention on the bothersome blond. Pulling the covers further up on his and Itachi's forms. “Besides pissing everyone in vicinity off, what the hell do you want Deidara?”

 

Deidara's face fell slightly at that, before that ever-familiar twisted smirk came to his face. “You messed up bad Sparky, un.” He said, placing the water pitcher back down. A sudden nervousness took hold of Sasuke at that. Dreading what could possibly be coming next. “Sai still hasn't woken up, and Leader is making the mission go on as planned, which means there will be a few changes.”

 

“He hasn't woken up?” Itachi hissed, turning narrowed eyes towards Sasuke, and the younger could feel the anger radiating off him in waves. “Sai was one of the main aspects of the plan, seeing as how Sasuke is going to be posing as him. So tell me just what genius plan had Leader come up with to ensure that this is not going to be a complete and utter failure?”

 

“Well seeing as how your two little boy toys were the ones that screwed this entire thing up, un, the answer is simple.” His eyes glowed a fiery blue. “You'll be going instead.”

 

While such a statement made Sasuke's heart start to race, it seemed to come as no surprise to his older brother. Who just gave a grunt before reaching out to the water glass. Though just because Itachi was okay with it, didn't mean for one second that he was! “What do you mean he's going!?” Sasuke asked outraged, sitting up fully in bed and wrapping the blanket around his waist. “Why the hell would he go? Sai was only going to pose as an alibi in the village.”

 

“Because, to put it bluntly Sparky, you fucked that idea over, and now we have to make a new one. Which includes your brother going to watch over you, un.” Deidara sat on the edge of the bed. Crossing his legs in front of him as he spoke of all of this as if it were common knowledge.

 

To all of this Sasuke scoffed. “I think that I'm more than enough to take care of Naruto on my own.” He said with a roll of his eyes, cockiness fading a bit by the look of amusement Deidara gave him in return.

 

“Are you?” The grin widened. “Of course no one doubts your fighting abilities, but we find ourselves asking ourselves whether out not our little Uchiha puppy can capture his comrade without a push in the right direction…if you get my drift.”

 

“Another test!?” Sasuke hissed. Not even believing this was happening again. “Haven't I proven myself enough?” Reaching around on the bed he grabbed at his shorts, pulling them on before getting angrily out of the bed. “How many people do I have to kill? How many lives do I have to ruin before you people realize that I'm part of this evil organization?” The Sharingan flooded his eyes as anger swelled up within him. Glancing over he saw that Itachi seemed to be ignoring the conversation and staring instead at the wall again, deep in thought. He would be no help at all!

 

“Well…consider those all pre-tests preparing you for the real thing.” He smiled at him, getting up and walking over him to once more ruffle his spikes in the teasing manner he always did. “All those others was just assuring that you got top marks on this one, yeah?”

 

“Fine.” He barely got out. Trying to restrain himself at all costs from blowing up again. “Just get out.” He hissed, pointing to the door as his hand shook with fury. “We'll be ready in time, but Itachi needs his rest.” His eyes were far away as he said this. Still pointing his hand towards the door and only letting out a breath he wasn't aware he was holding when he heard the door slide shut.

 

“Shit…” He moaned out, placing his hand over his face as he struggled to slow his breathing. He couldn't do this! He couldn't save Naruto when Itachi was with him! Of all the people to deceive, he knew his brother would see through his plan before he even had a chance to form it! “Why did this have to happen?” He asked to himself, but was met with a response anyways.

 

“Does it really surprise you?” Itachi asked, turning coal black eyes to face him. “In my opinion it's one of the few smart decisions Leader has made.” He shifted, lying back down on the bed so his head was resting on the pillow. “It seems he is aware of your tension for dramatics as much as I am.”

 

“I wasn't going to…”

 

“Yes you were.” Itachi stopped him before he could voice the fact that he had no intention of betraying the Akatsuki. “And I will be there to assure that you don't.” His eyes had been closed until this point, but they opened, the harsh look he was giving him sending a chill down his spine. “You no longer get a choice on where you stand. I have made it for you.” Those eyes closed once again as Itachi turned to his side. “Now leave me. I wish to sleep until it's time to leave. I expect you to make all the necessary preparations.”

 

Sasuke opened his mouth to speak, but knowing it would do little good at this point he just turned on his heel. Making his way out of the infirmary and back to his own room before collapsing on the floor. What was he going to do? What could he possibly do? …When this mission came tomorrow, what possible means could he think up to get Naruto out alive?

 

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A/N- Yay it's finally done!! I don't know why but that chapter took forever! And omg Itachi is sooooo adorable when he's hurt! (huggles her Itachi plushie) This chapter was just adorable between those two! Please read and review!