Naruto Fan Fiction / Naruto Shippuden Fan Fiction ❯ The Never Played Symphonies ❯ The Act of Consent ( Chapter 25 )

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The Never Played Symphonies

Chapter 25: The Act of Consent

Sasuke swept kicked at Naruto's feet, the blond avoiding it as he backflipped up into the tree. He ran up the side of it to get to him, punching at his face as he was evaded. He managed to get in a kick to the kidneys before Naruto flipped again, kicking him in the chin. He grunted at the pain, jumping backwards to get his bearings as he panted. They had been out here training all day. The hot sun was beating madly down on his face. He wiped at his brow. “Want to keep going?” He asked Naruto across the trees, jumping down towards their water skins.

“Nah...I'm hungry.” Naruto whined, holding onto his stomach as it growled. “You get to catch the food for today.” He waved him off, heading back towards their shack. Ever since he had brushed off Naruto's advances, things between them had been strained. The shack was suffocatingly tiny, and they had warded off only a certain distance away from them to escape to. They hardly talked, never touched, and Sasuke's shoulder was starting to hurt from sleeping on the ground. He couldn't handle much more of this. He had told Naruto another two weeks until it would be safe to leave, but sometimes he didn't think they would last another two minutes.

To top everything off it had been two weeks since he had seen Itachi, and the need to grovel was growing more and more. He had done something stupid telling him Naruto had touched him, he hadn't. It was the stupidest lie. One he would regret, because it wasn't a question of if Itachi would find them, it was when. When he did, and he would, he needed to make sure he didn't hurt Naruto. He looked up the path. Naruto was already back in their shack. This was the perfect opportunity, maybe the only one to have enough time to explain things. ...He just had to hope his brother was listening on the other end. He pulled the necklace out of his pocket, fingers sliding over the jewels for just a moment before he fell back into unconsciousness.

He fell into fire, the dark water of Itachi's mind replaced by billowing flames. They licked up the walls and ceiling and spilled all across his body as he sat up in them. He held his hands up as the fire flowed over him like water. He looked around the chasm of flames, searching for his brother. Wherever he was, Itachi was angry. The calm of his mind cascaded into chaos. “Itachi?” He called, not seeing Itachi anywhere as he walked through the fire. “Aniki?” He yelled louder, and it was just like Itachi to ignore him like this. “Listen..I need to talk to you. I lied to you...God don't you know I lied?” He asked into the flames, the fire licking unnoticed at his cheek. “Naruto kissed me...and that's true, but that's it. I promise that's it Itachi. I just wanted to piss you off.”

“Why?” Itachi asked, appearing behind him. His hand grabbed the back of Sasuke's spikes and pulled. “Did you think I would care?” He asked. “I sent you away, remember?” He asked him, and Sasuke flinched as the grip in his hair tightened. “What do I care if you whore yourself out? I know how much you like sex Otouto.” He sneered, and Sasuke could barely feel the breath on his neck.

“You don't mean that.” Sasuke said, hurt at the words. “You don't...I know you Itachi.” He spun around then, throwing his arms around that neck. His eyes were pleading as he looked into cruel red ones alight with the sharingan. “I'm yours. Only yours.” He pressed to Itachi then, letting their bodies align even if they could barely feel each other in this world. “You know you're the only one I'd let touch me.” He bit his lip as Itachi's eyes remained cold and distant. “If you want me that is.”

“If I want you?” Itachi asked questioningly, as if it were the strangest thing he'd ever heard. “I've wanted you my entire life.” He said. “I've lain awake sick at night with the wanting...I've killed for you...The thought of anyone touching you makes me want to do things I shouldn't.” Itachi said, and Sasuke groaned as Itachi grabbed his hips, hoisting him up and slamming him against a wall of flame. He pinned him with his hands on his ass to keep him up. “Wanting you is the one constant in my life, even though I wish it wasn't. I wish I could hate you the way you hate me. I wish I wasn't drawn to your suffering as well as your love.” Itachi leaned into his ear, lips touching the shell. “I wish I didn't enjoy fucking your brains out so much...leaving you a drooling whimpering mess in our bed, every muscle worn out and weak...cum leaking down your thighs as you pant for me.”

Sasuke's eyes had gone dark and wanting. Itachi's voice was sultry and lecherous, hands raising him up and down so he rubbed up against that cock. The feather light touch was just enough to stimulate him into hardness as he moaned. He mouthed up along Itachi's neck, wanting to really taste him. He wanted to get to lick every inch of that skin again. He wanted these touches to be real. “Don't tease...I can't feel it.” He begged, hands playing in Itachi's hair as he moved his body up and down. The world shifting around them and changed. Sasuke's back hit a bed, their bed, with Itachi in between his legs. “I want you so bad it hurts.” He showed him how much. “As if I could ever let anyone else touch me...as if they'd be enough.” He panted, heels digging into Itachi's back, both shaking with the wanting. “Why haven't you found me yet?” He asked him, staring into the eyes.

“Tell me where you are.” Itachi whispered, and Sasuke whined at that, because he couldn't. He wouldn't do that to Naruto. Not ever.

“Aren't you supposed to be a prodigy?” He asked him. “Can make me cum with just one finger, but you can't find me?” He asked, mewling as Itachi's palm pressed down between them.

“Tell me where you are.” He repeated. “And I promise to give you what you want.” He assured him dirtily, Sasuke rock hard even with the feather touches. He needed Itachi. He didn't know it was possible to want someone as much as he wanted his brother. To ache in every fiber of his being for a simple touch. Sasuke shook his head, the bed around them even smelled the same. Their room at the Akatsuki hideout was the closest he had had to a home since his childhood. It was theirs. “Sasuke.” Itachi repeated, the rarity of his name being said causing him to look up into those eyes. “Sasuke, my only want in this entire world…” He whispered to him, kissing him so soft he didn't even feel it. “Tell me where I can find you.”

Sasuke shuddered at the touch, the need almost palpable between them. He wanted to tell...so bad. He wanted more than anything for Itachi to find him, to bring him back to their home. “I love you...but I can't.” He said, legs tightening around Itachi to get him to stay. “Don't go though...Please...don't go.” He begged him as Itachi went to pull away, and the other relented.

“Not going to ask me to say it back today?” He asked him, and Sasuke sighed as a hand cupped his cheek, leaning into the touch.

“No...another time Aniki.” He used the familiar words. “Tell me a story...of us.” He pulled Itachi over, their legs entwining as they laid on the pillows, staring into each other's eyes. “Sometimes I forget how we were...growing up in the Uchiha village.” He grabbed Itachi's hand and entwined their fingers. “Do you think if we still lived in the village we would be like this?” He asked, enthralled with Itachi's eyes.

“No.” Itachi told him. “They wouldn't allow it.” He tilted Sasuke's chin up, kissing him softly. “But do you want to know a secret, Otouto?” He asked him. “When you were old enough...I would have taken you anyways.” Sasuke's heart skipped, leaning in to kiss him, their lips entwining just enough to send a shiver down his spine with the touch. Itachi pulled away, stroking Sasuke's hair as they watched each other. “Do you know your history of our clan Otouto?” Sasuke nodded sleepily, thumb stroking over the back of Itachi's hand. “Not all of it I suspect.” Itachi chastised, following it up with a kiss.

“Are you going to tell me Aniki?” He asked him with wide eyes, Itachi never talking to him like this since they were kids. “A story?” He kissed him again, and every time their lips touched it was getting harder and harder to pull away. “A real story?”

Itachi rolled his eyes. “You're like a kid...so eager.” He taunted, tucking Sasuke's hair behind his ear...and then the strangest thing happened. They talked. Itachi talked for hours, telling him story after story coming from their clan. Ancient stories, and even ones more recent involving his family. Itachi ended by telling him of a particularly embarrassing memory of Sasuke's, of him failing to copy Itachi's jutsu, twisting his ankle, and having to be carried home. He could still remember what it felt to have his legs around Itachi, how nervous he had been.

“Is that why you like to fuck me while you hold me?” He asked him, barely awake as he had somehow made it directly into Itachi's arms, lying right above his heart. “It's your favorite position.” He mocked him.

“You act as if it isn't yours.” Itachi murmured, sounding exhausted. “I can't hold us here anymore. It's taking too much chakra.” He smelled Sasuke's hair then, as if he could memorize it. “Tell me where you are. I'll be there so much faster that way.”

Sasuke kept his eyes shut, not able to bare the look of disappointment as he shook his head. He fell forward and off the warm body, ending up back on the forest floor. He picked himself up, looking around as it was already dark. How long had he been out here? How long? Naruto would be wondering where he had been. His head felt heavy, recognizing the feeling. It was the same one he got when he wore Itachi's necklace. He fell to his knees, trembling with want. The necklace was clenched in his hand as he bowed over himself, cock hard and aching even though in his mind they hadn't touched for hours. With how much he needed Itachi, his very voice could cause this reaction. He palmed himself, biting his lip as he looked up to the sky. He cursed his fate in this matter. He was beyond Itachi's...his soul was consumed with him. He wanted him back more than anything, and the only thing keeping him from running and begging the Akatsuki's forgiveness was the idiot Dobe in the shack that thought he was a better person than he was. He wanted to be the man Naruto thought he was, but every second without his other half was like torture. It was worse than being trapped in Itachi's kekkai genkai. He'd be much more willing to take that at this point.

He managed to push himself up, muscles sore from training today as he stalked back to the house.He pushed the door open to be greeted by the site of Naruto stirring stew. “You made food?” Sasuke asked, surprised. It had been his turn for food duty.

“Well yeah.” Naruto snipped, the tone very familiar for the last few weeks. “Clearly you weren't going to cook anything...Saw you out there...passed out from training. Good to see I can still kick your ass.” He mocked at him, smiling probably beside himself.

“Yeah right Dobe...I was just tired is all.” He murmured, sitting down across from him and peering into the bowl. “Rabbit stew again, huh? When we get back to the village I'm never touching rabbit or fish again.” He joked, trying to lighten the mood. ...It worked.

“Yeah? We'll see about that. When we get back to the village I'm going to offer you rabbit stew or a big frosting covered piece of cake...see which one you pick.” Sasuke blanched at that mention of cake, already tasting the disgusting confection on his tongue.

“Don't even joke about something like that Naruto...You know Sakura is probably at home baking as we speak.” He murmured, managing to hide his flinch when he said Sakura's name for Naruto's benefit. This was more than he could have asked for for tonight. His and Naruto's relationship had been so strained as of late, and he finally felt like things were getting back to normal.

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Sasuke was smiling like an idiot as he listened to Itachi, the other telling him some story about Obito Uchiha, Kakashi's old partner. He said he had once taken Itachi to get ice cream when they were younger, and Itachi had spilled his all over the floor. Obito didn't know how to handle a three year old crying, and had bought Itachi all the ice cream in the truck. They were back in bed, sheets wrapped around them as he lounged in Itachi's lap. His legs were sprawled out on either side of him as he listened. This had become...his addiction. He didn't know how many times he had come back here, but he couldn't stay away. He'd die here if he could, if it only meant he didn't have to be without his brother for another instant.

“I can't imagine you as a crying toddler.” Sasuke teased him, hands rubbing up Itachi's thighs. “It's weird to think of you as normal.” His heart fluttered when Itachi kissed his hand, and he leaned forward, claiming those lips. Everything in him was wishing he could feel the way Itachi was kissing him back.

“Did you not have a normal childhood Otouto?” He asked Sasuke then, hands on his hips as they kissed on and off.

“Are you joking?” Sasuke asked him, that heavy cloud of `wantneeddesireItachi' had swept over him, drowning him in it. “I didn't have a normal childhood...you took my childhood. I grew up alone and broken...and hating you.” He cupped Itachi's face, staring into those eyes. “Why would you make me hate you Aniki? I would have done anything for you even then.”

Itachi just sighed, pulling him closer, and it seemed not being able to feel was starting to get to him to, because his hands were everywhere. He tried, even though he knew it was worthless. “Someday I'll tell you that story Otouto, but you're not ready yet.”

Sasuke shook his head, heart falling as he remembered that night, the blood, his parents...and Itachi. It was the very reason for his need for revenge. It had been his reason for everything until Itachi had given him something else to live for. “I don't think I'll ever be ready for that story Niisan...not if you want to keep me.” He pulled back a little, watching Itachi, trying to see a sliver of regret or guilt in his face, as usual though he was fairly certain Itachi didn't know how to feel those emotions. “How are you able to come here? I know how busy you are in the Akatsuki.” He said, worried. “Are you in trouble?”

“No.” Itachi said. “Not in trouble. I split my mind into two parts, one part with you, and the other back in the world.” Sasuke gaped, mind not even able to process that.

“Where'd you learn to do something like that?” He asked him, awe struck as Itachi never ceased to amaze him.

“Discipline.” He answered. “You could if you worked hard enough at it. Where are you that you seem to be able to lay flat on your face all day?” He asked, scanning Sasuke's face. “Somewhere where you're not moving. You're in hiding, but not in the village. I would have heard.” He was deciphering all the clues, and Sasuke began to get nervous, trying to back off his lap only to be grabbed. “You're not far from the Akatsuki camp, but you know how to stay hidden, don't you Otouto?” He asked, and Sasuke struggled more. “You're in the forest between us and the village.” He concluded as Sasuke struggled, finally getting free.

“Don't act the prodigy Itachi, it doesn't become you!” He hissed at him, frowning as Itachi looked beyond self satisfied. “You're wrong, and even if you're not, you won't be able to find us.” He snapped, secretly hoping he would. Itachi reached for him again, and Sasuke batted the hand away. “Don't touch me.” He hissed.

Itachi smiled placatingly at him. “Come now Otouto...no fits here.” He yanked at Sasuke's foot.The other slid onto his back on the bed, Itachi climbing on top of him. ...He could have fought more if he wanted, but he honestly longed for Itachi's touch so much that even this was like drugs to him. “I'll make it up to you.”

Sasuke looked away, trying to hide his smile as Itachi dipped down. He kissed at his feet, making his way up his legs and shin.The touch of his lips like a feather on his skin, making him shudder. “This isn't the same.” He whispered, groaning as Itachi yanked off his pants. “Niisan...it isn't the same.” He tried, wanting the real Itachi.

“Do you not like my touches?” Itachi taunted, tongue tracing up his inner thigh as Sasuke squirmed.

“What if you get mad?” He asked him. “What if this is all in my mind, and it's not really you touching me? I only want you touching me.” He said, realizing he wasn't making sense as Itachi, licked up his stomach, his cock slowly stirring. “I only want you touching me...You know that, right?” He asked, Itachi not answering as he continued to kiss every inch of him. The strange stimulation made him grip the sheets as his cock hardened.

“I know…” Itachi replied, licking along every one of Sasuke's ribs. He pushed his hands above his head so he could lick just under his armpits. Sasuke squirmed, not knowing if he wanted to laugh or moan. This was….strange. He could hardly feel the touches, and yet he was so turned on he was sweating as that tongue dragged to a nipple. “I miss the way you taste…” Itachi whispered into his skin. “The way you smell...the way your fingers curl in my hair while you're sleeping.” The touches combined with the intimate way Itachi was talking to him had his cock leaking between them, and Itachi wasn't even close to it. “I even miss your cooking.” He taunted,, and this time Sasuke did laugh, Itachi's lips on his stomach as it shook with it.

“Like yours is any better?” He asked, the setting intimate as Itachi dropped down, kissing along his thighs. Itachi licked at his flesh, blowing softly on it after and causing a shiver to go down him. His cock strained with need. “I want you...I want you in me...Can we here? Will I even feel it?”

Itachi looked up with mock insult. “I should hope you would feel it.” He mocked at him, dragging Sasuke towards him. Itachi's clothed cock pressed up against him. “Tell me where you are Sasuke...I'll be there in an instant. I'll fuck your brains out the moment I see you...as if I could help myself.” He murmured, thrusting against him. Sasuke whined as he barely felt the pressure. “Tell me Sasuke….” He murmured, and Sasuke was a mess by this point, thrusting forward to meet Itachi. Anything to get an ounce of friction. “Tell me Sasuke!” Itachi demanded, yanking Sasuke up hard so that their eyes met.

Sasuke had gone insane with the need, meeting those eyes and wanting him more than anything. He wanted the real Itachi...his Itachi. He leaned in then, lips coming to Itachi's ear, and whispered out his betrayal. He whispered out his sin. ...He wasn't good...he wasn't just...he had never been the hero to save Naruto. He whispered into Itachi's ear, and he knew that he was damned. They all were.

He snapped up. He had been lying in the bed as he had taken a nap, sleeping more and more lately. Trying to get to Itachi more and more. He threw the necklace away from him, staring at the vile object that had once more caused him to give in. How could he? How could he put Naruto in danger like this!? For sex? He stared down at his cock, hard and aching still from his fantasy as he glowered at it. He let it make way too many decisions in his life.

“Naruto?” He called out, looking around. The blond was in the corner practicing hand signs, pointedly not looking at him. A blush was staining those cheeks. ...Fuck...he must have been loud. He rubbed at the painful reminder of his fantasy as he hesitated in getting to his feet. He didn't need to make it anymore obvious. “Hey...we have to go. Now.” He told him.

Until he said it, Naruto had been pointedly staring at the floor, but his head snapped to attention. “What? We have another week here...that's what you said! You've drilled this plan into my head so many times I dream this stupid plan!”

“Yeah?” Sasuke asked. “Well plan's off...Get everything we want to take. We have to get out before he gets here.”

“Who?” Naruto asked, not getting to his feet. “No one knows we're here Sasuke-teme, the wards work!

“Itachi does!” Sasuke snapped. “He'll be here soon, so get up!” He yelled, grabbing for his cloak as the threw it on.

“How?” Naruto asked, not rushing like Sasuke was. He walked over, grabbing onto Sasuke's arm. “Tell me how you know this Sasuke.”

“The necklace.” Sasuke hissed. “It's Itachi's...it's connected to his mind, and so am I. All these times I've been sleeping, I've been with him...and I told him, alright? I told him exactly where we were because I wanted him to find me!”

Naruto stared at him like he had lost his mind, and honestly he didn't blame him. “Why would you do that? You got away from him!” Sasuke glowered at Naruto, trying to pull away. “You've been meeting with him?” Naruto paled considerably. “Wait...were you just there?” He asked him, hands tightening on Sasuke's arm. “When you were moaning...and panting...and crying out?” He asked him, and Sasuke hissed at he felt nails dig into his skin. “Sasuke?” Naruto growled.

Really, what was the point of lying about it now? He wasn't ashamed of it...not anymore. He had hidden it from Naruto because of the blond's own feelings, but there was no getting away from it now. “Naruto...What do you want me to say?” He asked him. “I know how you feel about me, but understand how I feel about him. We've been together since Konoha...and I know it's filthy, and it's disgusting...and that I'm the worst human ever, but I don't care!”

Naruto reacted, shoving Sasuke hard up against the wall. The entire shack shook with the force of his chakra. “You're fucking Itachi? Your own brother!?” He asked, and Sasuke looked around, the red chakra whipping everywhere.

“Calm down and I'll explain.” He tried. “It's not what you think. He's not like you remember.”

Sasuke grunted as he was slammed against the wall again. “He's exactly how I remember!” Naruto yelled. “Still torturing you! Still keeping you hanging! Still killing!” He slammed him against the wall again and Sasuke felt woozy as his head hit. “What is wrong with you? How could you do something like this? He's your brother Sasuke! Do you even know how disgusting that is?” He yelled into his face, and that familiar shame and revulsion came rolling back.

“Naruto...you can berate me later.” He said. “But we have to go.” He tried. “Do you know what he'll do to you if he finds you?”

“Do you know what I'm going to do to him?” Naruto asked, his eyes had gone red and feral. “I'll rip him to pieces for touching you.” A growl was reverberating out of his chest. “You're mine.” He growled possessively, and Sasuke flinched at how normal that was to him. How many times had he heard that from Itachi? Was Naruto really the same?

“I'm really not.” He stressed to him. “We have to g…” He wasn't allowed to finish, because Naruto ripped him off the wall and slammed him again. Sasuke hit his head so hard he saw stars, his vision dumbing as everything swam. “Don't...don't do this…” He managed as he was ripped away from the wall. He struggled with Naruto, who was mostly the kyuubi now as he was pulled close. “It's not worth it Naruto...It isn't. We have to go.” He pleaded, not wanting to fight his best friend.

“You're a liar!” Naruto hissed at him. “You lied about having feelings for me! You lied about why you were with the Akatsuki! You lied about wanting to save me from there!” He yelled. “You're a traitor! Sasuke Uchiha, the traitor slut of the Akatsuki. Did everyone there get a turn, or was your brother special?” He asked him, throwing him across the room so he landed on the ground. He scraped his arm as he tried to get his head to stop spinning. He reached back to feel the seeping wet spot, already starting to close with the help of his eye. “I saved your life! I saved you when I should have let your corpse rot in this place!” Sasuke tried to crawl away, but his spikes were grabbed, and he was drawn backwards, Naruto right behind him. “I should kill you now.”

“Then do it.” Sasuke hissed at him, reaching back to try to get Naruto's claws out of his scalp. One dug into the wound on the back of his head. “You want to kill me, then do it...but run like fuck afterwards and get back to Konoha.” He gasped as Naruto slammed him down then, smashing his face into the floor. Sasuke heard a resounding crack as his nose broke, blood gushing across the floor as he cried out. He curled himself into a ball as he held his face, gasping as Naruto kicked out. The sandaled foot landed in his stomach as he felt at least two ribs crack. He looked up then and wished he wouldn't have. Chakra was covering Naruto's body, tails of it protruding from him. His fangs were out as the nine tails struggled to be released.

“You would like that, wouldn't you?” Naruto asked him, not even sounding like himself. “Sasuke the martyr...letting himself be killed for little ole me.” He kicked again and sent Sasuke flying as he crashed through the wall of the shed, skittering across the forest floor. He dragged himself up, his eye glowing bright as it tried to heal him. He managed to get to his feet as he faced the kyuubi coming out of the hole in the wall. He was going to have to fight him or Naruto would kill him in this state.

“Calm down and think Naruto...you don't want to fight me.” He told him. “Nothing has changed. I'm still the same person...besides you have Shikamaru.” He tried to remind him.

“Don't you dare say his name!” Naruto hissed at him. “You put him in danger! This is your fault! It is always `your' fault!” He launched himself then, and Sasuke barely managed to get the hand signs for chidori made before he was crashed into. Naruto drew back and punched him hard in his broken nose as he screamed. “Tell me how big of a slut you are for him.” He growled, and Sasuke struggled underneath him. The pain in his nose caused tears in his eyes. “Tell me how he makes you cum...I made you cum once, remember?” Naruto asked him, and Sasuke shuddered at that tone of voice. No. ...Naruto don't….please don't.

“It was never about you...I actually have strong feelings for you Naruto...I do...I stopped it because I was worried about what was going to happen between us.” He shut his eyes when he heard the rip, Naruto tearing his shirt in half. “Please...don't do this. Naruto we won't get over this. This isn't what our first time is supposed to be like.” He tried, sobbing as his shorts were ripped down and off his slim hips.

“Why should I stop? You give it up to everyone else...even to your own brother.” He leaned down then, elongated tongue licking up Sasuke's bruised chest, stopping at a nipple. “I like the way you taste Sasuke.” He growled, and this wasn't Naruto. This was the Fox. Naruto wouldn't do this, or would he? Did Sasuke deserve all this? He had played around with Naruto, made him think they had a chance. It was only fair he let him...but if he did...if Itachi found out. He whined as Naruto forced his mouth on his, pressing against his broken nose. He tried his best to open up for the Kyuubi as his legs were ripped apart, even kissing back. He sobbed as Naruto's tongue lapped at his roughly, the exact opposite of the sweet kisses they had always shared.

“Hey…” Sasuke tried between kisses, Naruto's claws raking all over his skin. “Let me top okay…” If he did...Itachi might understand. He could explain this away and risk his brother's temper. He couldn't be mad at Naruto that way, right? He cupped Naruto's cheek, the action shooting pain through his ribs. “Naruto...we don't have to do it like this. Dobe...it can be good.” He begged him, groaning as Naruto dipped down, tongue lapping at his scar.

“I saved you. You're mine.” Naruto growled possessively, chakra tail wagging. “And I want you...I'll mark you up so pretty he doesn't ever want to touch you again.” He hissed darkly, claws shoving inside of Sasuke. Sasuke swallowed, closing his eyes as fingers splayed roughly in him, fighting off the need to get away...to run from this. He deserved this for what he had done to Naruto. He had led him on...played the whore just like Itachi had always called him. If he wanted this he could have it, and Sasuke would try his best not to die inside after it was over.

The pain from the claws was burning. The nails sliced as he tried to relax for him, to make it easier as he pictured some of Itachi's rough times. He moaned, thrusting against his fingers because he knew he was supposed to. He tried to give Naruto what he wanted as he reached up, dragging the blond's mouth back down to his as those fingers sliced up his insides. He managed to scrape against his prostate as Sasuke gave a moan. “That's good…” He approved, spreading for him. “I'm fine...I'm ready.” The blood would be lube enough. He had enough practice with that.

Naruto growled at that, kissing him deep. “You're mine...not going to let him have you...never again….I'll make it so you can't walk...just spread yourself for me.” He growled, and Sasuke convinced himself again that he liked it rough, that this turned him on and Naruto knew just how he liked it. ...It was just foreplay.

“Yours…” He whispered, because it was what Naruto wanted to hear. ...It would be over faster this way. “Now come on Dobe...show me how hard you can fuck.” He taunted the Fox, knowing deep down he deserved worse.

When it was over, Sasuke kissed him softly, because it was what Naruto wanted...what he needed as he saw those bright blue eyes again. “It's okay….” He told him, body bruised and bloody as it fought to heal. The area between his legs was lacerated, sticky cum spread all over his thighs...his own included. ...He had cum like whore...just like what Itachi and Naruto always called him. He liked it, and so he wanted it….they were right. “Dobe it's okay…” He assured him, kissing on his neck as Naruto silently sobbed, and the only reason he wasn't was because he knew it would only make Naruto feel worse. “We'll talk about it back at the village...But we have to go, okay?” He asked him, voice shaking as he pet blond spikes. “We have to go before he gets here and sees this...please Naruto.” He said, a half sob leaving his throat, muffled by his slowly healing nose.

He struggled to his feet, shaky on them as he pulled up his black shorts. His nose wrinkled at the feel of it, of how dirty he was. He picked up the cloak, the necklace falling to the floor. He put it on without reaching for it. He didn't want it. It was cursed. He limped over, holding a hand out to help Naruto up. The other looked up incredulously with tear stained eyes, as if he couldn't believe the way Sasuke was acting right now.

“Stop looking at me like that Dobe...I told you it's fine...no harm no foul, I promise.” He lied, pulling him to his feet. “Come on...We have to get somewhere safe before it turns dark.” He refused to look into those hurt blue eyes. ...He had been a disappointment, hadn't he? He'd try harder next time. ...If Itachi didn't find them first.

They managed to make it three hours before Naruto broke down the first time, crying against the tree as Sasuke rubbed his back. He murmured that it was fine, that he didn't hate him, that it wasn't how he thought it had been. None of it was true, but Naruto needed to hear it, and they needed to keep moving. It worked, until he broke down again five hours later and punched Sasuke hard, screaming out obscenities at him, and grabbing him. The moment Sasuke flinched though he was shoved away. Naruto leaned over to throw up all the breakfast from this morning. Sasuke didn't blame him...he felt like doing the same. The sense of dread had made his entire body tense, knowing Itachi was going to find out. Knowing just what was going to come because of this.

“Ssshhh…” He whispered as they camped out for that night, fingers running through Naruto's spikes. The other layed on his lap as he sobbed. “Naruto you have to stop okay, you're stronger than this Dobe.” He kissed the top of his head. “I wanted it, okay?”

“You really didn't.” Naruto grumbled, hands wrapped around his waist, refusing to let go. “How could you?” He asked. “How could you sleep with your brother?”

Sasuke flinched, the bruises and bite marks still healing on his body not making him ready for this question. “He's my soul mate...which I know is stupid, and cliched...and ridiculous.” Sasuke found himself saying. His hands played with Naruto's hair as he stared up at the stars. “I've loved him for as long as I could remember, and I can't keep pretending that I don't. What he did is horrendous, it's the worst thing anyone could do, but I can't stay away from him.” He said, heart racing as Naruto's nails dug into his hips slightly, but he remained quiet besides that. “I'm sorry for so many things Naruto, and when you get over what happened back there, I know you'll hate me again...and I deserve it.”

“I raped you Sasuke…” Naruto said dejectedly. “I don't think I have the moral high ground right now.” He said.

“You didn't…” Sasuke tried again.

“Shut up Sasuke.” Naruto grumbled, settling further on his lap. “They'll arrest you when we get back to Konoha. You might even be executed. You shouldn't come back with me.”

“I'll get you there safely.” Sasuke assured him, not caring about the risk to his own safety. He didn't plan on letting himself be executed by Konoha. He would go to Itachi and beg his forgiveness...Not that he had any better of a chance of staying alive with the Akatsuki.

Naruto looked up at that, and Sasuke sighed as the blond leaned in to kiss him. A bruise was still on the side of his mouth since the last time. “Sorry...I just wanted to kiss you one last time when it wasn't...well...like it was.” Sasuke flinched at the reminder, but he nodded. If this was Itachi he'd be good...he'd make it up to him by crawling into his lap and riding his cock until he gave him his forgiveness. ...It would probably make Naruto feel better, but he couldn't. He couldn't stand the thought of pulling his pants off again and having to fake it.

Sasuke leaned in to kiss him again, stomach in knots as everything on him ached. “Naruto don't feel guilty anymore, okay? You deserve so much better than me...we'll get you home to Shikamaru and he'll never know.” He said, hoping that somehow Shikamaru had made it back to welcome Naruto...to make him feel better in a way he never could. He laid their foreheads together. “I wish it wasn't Itachi…” He promised him. “I wish it was you, but I'm his…” He shut his eyes, hoping it didn't set Naruto off again.

“I wish it was me too Sasuke.” Naruto said. “I wish he hadn't have done this to you.” Sasuke kept his eyes shut, not knowing what Naruto meant, but nodding in agreement. “Say you forgive me...even if you don't mean it.”

“I forgive you Naruto.” Sasuke said immediately. He was the one that had betrayed his best friend. He was the one that longed for forgiveness, though he would never be selfish enough to ask for it. Naruto fell asleep in his arms that night, and a lone tear slipped down his cheek. Because he hated it, hated having to pretend that this wasn't revolting to him now. ...He hated pretending like he didn't hate Naruto for what he had done to them. He hated pretending like he didn't want Itachi here, more than anything.

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