Naruto Fan Fiction / Naruto Shippuden Fan Fiction ❯ The Never Played Symphonies ❯ The Recruits ( Chapter 36 )

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The Never Played Symphonies

Chapter 36: Recruits

Sasuke woke up on the ground, grunting in displeasure at the pain of being pushed out of a tree. He looked around, knowing Itachi was long gone without even having to call out for him. Itachi was pissed, obviously, when was Itachi not pissed? He supposed he couldn't really blame him this time. He had screwed up with Kakashi. He pushed himself up onto his elbows, grunting at how sore he was. He knew Itachi's main focus was revenge on Obito. He wouldn't take it away from him. This hindered the progress. He would make it up to him later.

He made his way towards Konoha alone, stomach tightened at the thought of what could happen if anyone saw him. He'd have to kill them...would they be any of his friends? Would he see Naruto again? What did his friend have to think after everything he had put him through? Sasuke looked down towards his ringed hand. Itachi put up with a lot from him. What had happened with Naruto, he's not so sure he would have been so forgiving had it been reversed. His aniki...the martyr. He kissed the ring, hoping Itachi could feel it and would forgive him. He would make it up to him. He would get Neji and anyone else his Niisan might want.

Sasuke came up behind the shinobi at the graveyard, having called the man towards the grave. Neji kneeled in front of Hinata's grave, head bowed. Sasuke remembered her death, remembered putting her out of her misery while he looked into her pleading eyes. It seemed like another lifetime. That was when he had just gotten to the Akatsuki...when it was new...when he was good.

“I thought you hated her.” He said behind the long haired teen as he gave his penance, as if Neji was the one that needed to be forgiven for the death.

“I resented her.” Neji countered with. “That doesn't mean for a second I wanted her to be murdered.” Neji turned then, Sasuke locking eyes with those milky white ones. He supposed he understood what Itachi meant now, he was attractive. If Sasuke could ever have eyes for anyone else that is. “Sasuke Uchiha, you have caused quite the commotion in the last few weeks. The Hokage had to forbid Naruto from going after you.”

Sasuke's stomach clenched at that, pained at hearing Naruto's name. “It's what I excel at.” He joked, watching the Hyuuga arch an eyebrow. “You're very pretty.” He mused, not knowing where that had come from. “How long does it take you to brush that hair?” He mocked.

“Probably just as long as it takes you to suck your brother's cock.” Neji mocked right back, voice just as dead as Sasuke's. He found it almost refreshing.

“So you know about that.” He said, and Neji tsked.

“Oh Uchiha...everyone knows about that.” He assured him. “Naruto couldn't protect your secret forever.” Neji stood up, long hair almost down to his feet, pale skin almost luminescent. “How do you justify your lifestyle?”

“I think about my strength, my lover, the world on my fingertips...and then I sleep like a baby.” Sasuke assured him.

Neji gave a wry laugh. “Come now Uchiha, we both know that's not true. When was the exact point you decided to yourself you'd rather be dead?” He asked, and Sasuke swallowed a reply. That statement had hit a little too close to home.

“I came to offer you something. Are you interested in hearing my proposal?” Sasuke asked, keeping his voice calm. “Or would you prefer to psycho analyze me some more?”

Neji tilted his head, those creamy ice eyes staring directly into him. “Your chakra...I've never seen anything like it. I see the Kyuubi in you...and something else...something darker. Tell me Uchiha, do you have any of your own strength?”

“Mine or not. I could still kill you in an instant.” He motioned to the grave behind him. “Hinata looks lonely.” He mocked darkly. “Do you want to know how I killed her?”

“Spineless I have no doubt.” Neji countered with. “Why did you call me here Uchiha? If you want recruits, why was I your first choice?” He asked, reading the entire situation. Sasuke tried to hide his surprise, but then he didn't know why he ever thought any differently. Neji was a prodigy.

“You're strong. You're perfect for us.” Sasuke explained. “I'm not the only one who could go dark in this village.”

“And yet you're the only one that did.” Neji quipped. “Funny how that works.” He crossed his arms as he stared at him. “So what's my motivation Uchiha? Why would I join you?”

“You can kill me if you want.” Sasuke said. “For Hinata.”

Neji laughed at that. “And put you out of your misery?” He asked. “Why would I do you that kindness?” He shook his head. “You're not getting off that lucky.”

“Then what do you want?” Sasuke asked, teeth clenched as his stared at Neji in hate. He saw him too well.

“To kill your brother.” He said, and Sasuke had to struggle not to let his eyes flood red with the Kyuubi. Anger surged through him as his chakra flared to life. “Ah...see...now there's a reaction.”

“You don't even know my brother.” Sasuke hissed at him, teeth elongating as he glared. He knew it would never happen. Itachi could kill him in an instant, but any threat on his life sent his blood boiling regardless.

“Yes, but it will cause you pain.” Neji pointed out. “It will cause you the ultimate suffering.” He took a step forward, not intimidated by the chakra. “Do you want my help, or don't you?” Sasuke was having flashbacks to three years ago, to him leaving.

“You'd betray the village? Just like that?” He asked him, curious at the lack of fight.

“Not just like that.” Neji assured him. “The way I see it I help you now, I stop you later.”

Sasuke laughed, shaking his head at the similarities. “The road to hell was paved with good intentions. You'll walk on the bones of others all the way there.”

“Speaking from experience?” Neji asked, watching him as he fought to control his chakra. “Are you going to fight me?” He asked. “Would it make you feel more justified in all of this?”

“This?” Sasuke asked, taking a deep breath to calm himself. He wanted to rip this pretty boy limb from limb.

Neji's forehead crinkled, eyeing his chakra. “This.” He reiterated. “Whatever you think you're doing with this organization...with your brother.”

Sasuke chakra exploded, cloak covering him as he sprinted towards him, claws lashing out just in time for Neji to spin. He blocked it and sent him flying back, flipping through the air to land on all fours. Two tails were already out, one eye swirled with the mangekyo to remain in control, the other a glowing gold as he shot snakes towards Neji. He wanted to choke the life out of him. The snakes were avoided with another spin. He came running towards him, claws ready to slice through his stomach.

He made a shadow clone for the attack as Neji spun it off, reading the chakra with his sharingan, able to see the weakness of his jutsu as he came with his real self, claws wrapping in that long obnoxious hair, yanking on it and biting his neck hard, blood gushing in his mouth as he wanted to rip his throat out.

“Sasuke!” Sasuke looked up, third tail growing as he met Itachi's disapproving eyes. “Let him go. Now.” Sasuke's skin was starting to peel, teeth sinking deeper into that creamy flesh. Warm wet blood flooded into his mouth as he glared at Itachi, daring him to do something. “Get your mouth off of him.”

Sasuke obeyed, bloody mouth ripping from that neck as Neji grabbed for the wound, trying to staunch the blood flow. He took a deep breath as he stared into Itachi's eyes, forcing himself to pull back his chakra, the tails receding. “Forgive me Aniki.” He said, blood coating his chin. “This is Neji.” He introduced, licking his lips and grinning at his brother. “He's going to help us.”

“No one can help you Sasuke!” Neji hissed, still holding his neck. His eyes were furious. “You're damned.”

“I know.” Sasuke hissed. “Sometimes it isn't so bad.” He assured him, walking towards Itachi, eyes locked with his furious ones. “Why are you so mad?” He teased, teeth sharp as he grinned at him. His red eyes were playful. “I didn't kill him.”

“You marked him.” Itachi stated, voice almost shaking with fury. “What did I tell you before you came here?” He exhaled shakily, grabbing Sasuke. His hand grabbed the bottom of his chin. He was shaking.

“Relax…” Sasuke assured him, hands pressed to his chest. He wouldn't admit how turned on he was with the jealousy. “You don't have anything to worry about with that one.” Itachi glanced up then, eyeing Neji...and his eyes...shifted. Sasuke knitted his forehead. The way Itachi looked at him. “Hey…” He grabbed Itachi's face, drawing it back towards his as he kissed him. Itachi tried to pull away, but Sasuke insisted. He pressed closer, hands wrapped in Itachi's hair, forcing his mouth to open until he hesitantly kissed back...as if he couldn't help himself.

Itachi pulled away, mouth bloody as he watched Sasuke. “Keep your mouth off other people, alright?” He asked him, anger ebbed as he sounded strange. Itachi looked back towards Neji, and Sasuke had to fight everything in him to draw his eyes back towards him. “What did he promise you before you pissed him off?”

“Your life.” Neji said, and Sasuke couldn't take his eyes off of Itachi's face and the way that he watched Neji. “Are you surprised?”

“Not even a little bit.” Itachi assured him. “I almost let him kill you, but you proved to be talented.” Itachi praised him...he praised him. Sasuke's stomach tightened in jealousy, growling low as he tore his eyes away from Itachi to look at Neji.

The asshole had the same calm look on his face, and god him and Itachi could be twins. “So what do you say? Will you pave the road with us?”

“Perhaps I'll remove some of the bones you laid to rest.” Neji murmured. “Are you going to lay Naruto's bones beneath your feet?” He asked him.

“Everyone dies eventually.” Itachi answered. “Even my brother's lover.” There was a promise in Itachi's voice that made Sasuke look back, the rest of the cloak fading from him as he came back into himself.

“Eventually.” Neji repeated. “Now that is a concept.” They stared at each other, and Sasuke wanted to stab those transparent eyes out of his skull.

“A novel idea for people like us.” Sasuke agreed, because the three of them...he knew...they were all miserable in their own ways.

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Sasuke watched the two of them from the trees. They were a day away from being back at the Uchiha stronghold, and his temper was getting worse and worse by the second. He couldn't really remember interacting with Neji all that much back at the village. The kid was almost as aloof as he was, but now...seeing him talk to Itachi. He hated him. They were so much alike. They way they moved, the way they talked...he couldn't take it. Jealousy boiled in his stomach, unfounded or not. They were so shaky right now. They had just gotten back together, and now this?

Sasuke met Itachi's eyes as his brother looked up, frowning at him as he cooked. “Are you planning on coming down anytime soon?” He asked, his voice full of annoyance. Sasuke glanced over to Neji, the other deep in meditation.

“Not hungry.” Sasuke assured him, and Itachi's eyes narrowed even more. This had been an ongoing battle between them since he had gotten back from Konoha.

“Get down here.” He froze at the sound of that voice, swallowing nervously as Itachi's eyes practically glowed red in the firelight.

“Better listen to him.” Neji taunted. “Don't want to get spanked.” Sasuke glared at the bastard, the other still had his eyes closed, deep in whatever it was he was doing with his chakra. He didn't know why it bothered him so much. Itachi and Neji had hardly exchanged words with each other. He reminded him of someone though...he reminded him of Sai.

Sasuke leapt down, landing in front of Itachi, eyes locking with his brother's. Itachi was staring at him, as if trying to read his bad mood. He didn't know why he bothered. Sasuke was wearing the ring, he could read him anytime he wanted to. He knew he wouldn't though. Itachi hadn't dared since the situation with Orochimaru.

“What is wrong with you?” Itachi asked quietly, aware of Neji 20 feet away. “One knows it is always something with you.” He hissed. “You've been acting like a pissed off school girl since we left Konoha.” Sasuke's eyes flickered unconsciously towards Neji, and Itachi's eyes narrowed to slits. “Are you serious?”

“I didn't say it was rational.” Sasuke assured him, because Itachi understood. They didn't need words. Sasuke reached out hesitantly, entwining their fingers as his brother glowered darkly at him. “He reminds me of Sai.” He whispered, flinching as Itachi ripped his hand away.

“You're a child.” Itachi assured him, eyes hateful. “After all I've had to put up with with Naruto...you're jealous of the recruit that `you' picked out?”

“I can hear your bickering you know.” Neji murmured, slowly opening his eyes. “Do you have any idea what you put Naruto through?” He asked Sasuke. “Do you have any idea what you put the village through with Shikamaru and Sakura's deaths?”

“Don't forget your cousin.” Sasuke hissed at him, hating him more and more. “I will not feel guilty about Naruto.” Even though he did, so guilty it was eating him inside. “He brought it on him…” He hissed as Itachi grabbed at his spikes, yanking him backwards.

“Shut up Sasuke.” He hissed at him, a warning in his tone at the mention of Naruto. “Quit while you're ahead.” Sasuke quelled in his arms, Itachi's hand wrapping around his waist as his lips went to his ear. “I don't want to hear about Naruto unless you do want me to make you jealous.” He warned.

“So what?” Neji asked as he watched them. “This is the great love story I keep hearing about?” He asked. “Uchihas...scum of the earth.”

“You betrayed your village for this scum.” Sasuke reminded him with a hiss, still wrapped in Itachi's arms. This was a mistake. This was going to end badly. “Why are you here? To kill us in our sleep?”

“To kill you while you're awake.” Neji assured them. “I told you what my price was for this betrayal...to kill the man who can't seem to keep his hands off of you.” As he said that Itachi's hands tightened on his hips, slipping underneath his shirt. Never ashamed of touching him. Never ashamed of their dark love.

“You're right.” Itachi mocked. “I definitely want to sleep with him.” He shoved Sasuke forward. “Make him shut up. Why do you let people talk to you like that?”

Sasuke glared at Itachi, not pointing out the fact that Itachi talked to him like that all the time. Sasuke's eye swirled with the sharingan, staring at Neji. “He's annoying, but he's right. Can't have you awake while we're sleeping. It would smart play for Konoha to send you to slit our throats in our sleep.”

“Konoha doesn't give a shit about you traitors.” Neji assured him. “And they didn't send me. This plan is all on me, and I'm not the kind of person to cowardly slit someone's throat.” He grinned. “Though I have no doubt you are.”

Anger welled up in his chest, lines etched on his cheekbones as his chakra flared. “Go to sleep!” He hissed, power lashing out with his sharingan, Neji's eyes rolling to the back of his head as he slumped. Sasuke turned furious eyes to Itachi, the other looking bored up at him. “I could tell you to go to sleep as well.” He hissed, staring through the fire light at his brother.

“But you won't.” Itachi murmured. “Or rather can't.” He motioned him close. “Come here. I'll calm you down.”

“I'm as calm as I want to be.” Sasuke assured him. “You did all that with Neji on purpose.” He accused.

“And if I did?” Itachi asked. “Am I not allowed to look at anyone but you?” He asked him, Sasuke's stomach tightening with anger, eyes glowing in the darkness. “I look at you a lot Otouto, don't worry.”

“The only thing that worries me is that someday I'm going to walk into our bedroom and find someone between your legs again.” Sasuke hissed.

“Sai again?” Itachi asked. “You don't have a leg stand on right now.” He reminded him. “You fucked your lover over and over again.” He whispered venomously. “You sucked his cock. You came inside of him again and again, and you have the audacity to get pissed off because of that Konoha brat lying over there?” Itachi's voice echoed in the trees with its cold fury. “Served you right if I did fuck someone else. After all...you're known as the slut of Konoha. Why shouldn't I have some fun?”

Sasuke was on him in an instant, leaping onto his lap, hand gripping Itachi's neck as he squeezed. “Don't call me that.” He growled, teeth sharp. “And don't think I'd ever let you have anyone else. I'd kill you first.”

“You'd certainly try.” Itachi agreed, tilting back to look at him. “I once remember you telling me that if I touched someone, you touched someone. I feel like you fucking Naruto for weeks applies, don't you?”

. Sasuke slammed Itachi's head back against the tree. “You want to fuck someone else? Do it...what the hell is the point to any of this anymore?” He asked him, staring into those eyes. “If I let you sleep with Neji, will that make us even for Naruto?” He asked, moving his hips on top of him. “Will we ever be even for what happened with Naruto?”

“Do you love him?” Itachi asked, hands grasping Sasuke's thin hips to help him move. “In that mind...do you love Naruto?”

“I don't love anyone like I love you.” Sasuke murmured, breath hitching as he hardened. “What happened...it wasn't me. I'm right here...riding your cock...not that pathetic specimen that you left in the village.” He assured him, slipping down Itachi's zipper, hand still on his neck. “If it wasn't you, it would be him. But it's always you.” His hand not grasping that neck reached down to grab Itachi. “If it wasn't me, who would you love?” He asked, pumping Itachi as he bit his lip. He wanted to smell like him. He wanted to be dirty and covered in his cum when Neji awoke. He wanted to be marked.

“There's only ever been you.” Itachi promised, locked in those eyes. “That's the difference between us, isn't it Brightness?” He asked, shoving Sasuke off his lap. The fire was hot against his back, but he could do nothing but look up at Itachi. “Sometimes I wonder what you truly think of me, or if I'm just another obligation to you.” Itachi said quietly, watching his brother. “You once told me that if things had been different you would have seduced me. I knew right then that I had ruined you, because this was always my disease. If things had been different it would never have been you Sasuke. You know that.” Itachi assured him. “That ring on your finger is only there because of the depravities I've forced on you all these years...So when you sit there and accuse me of wanting someone else...as if I ever could...I think about what you really think. I can't read you Sasuke, no matter how many ways I try to cheat. I don't know what's real in that head of yours, and what is your overwhelming need to please. What has been carved out of you by me. You really want to fuck right now? With your prodigy comatose beside us? With your hand around my throat? Or is it your duty? Do you think it will make me happy to cum inside of you?” He asked. “No doubt it will, of course you know that, but will it make you happy? Is it real? Has it ever been?”

Sasuke soaked it all in, Itachi's voice calm and hollow as he watched him. “This same thing again?” He asked him. “What more do I have to do? I've told you over and over again that I…”

“You told Naruto you wanted it.” Itachi interjected with. “I'm sure you told him you loved him.”

“I did not!” Had he? The past few weeks were a blur. “I wouldn't! Don't do this Itachi! Don't mess with my head every time we're happy!” He yelled.

Itachi motioned around to the woods they were squatting in, and the shinobi Sasuke had just rendered unconscious. “Oh?” He asked faintly. “Are we happy?”

Sasuke crawled forward, forcing his way into Itachi's lap. He cupped his face, kissing him softly, Itachi's lips moving against his. “Aniki...despite everything...despite all of the shit that has happened to me in the last year....I love you...I want your touch.” He assured him. “I can't live without you no matter how hard I try. It's real...it's all real.” He kissed along his face, trailing to his neck. “I'm so sorry about Neji...and Naruto.” He lay against his chest. “I never wanted to hurt you.”

“You always hurt the one you love.” Itachi whispered, rubbing Sasuke's back. “I don't want the Hyuuga brat, so let it go, okay?” He asked, voice far away. “We need him.”

“For the plan…” Sasuke whispered, nestled in Itachi's arms. “What if it doesn't work Aniki?” He asked quietly. “What if we fail?” Itachi sighed, and Sasuke focused on the beating of his heart. Sasuke knitted his eyebrows as Itachi played with his shirt, dragging it up to see his scar. Why did it bother him so much?

“You're too skinny…” He said, and Sasuke inhaled shakily at the touch.

“Itachi….” Sasuke tried, not really sure how to go about saying this. “Do you...Do you wish I had been born a girl?” The hand on his stomach froze, Itachi stiffening underneath him.

“No.” He said hesitantly, voice curious. “Do I even want to know why you would ask that?”

“I could give you kids.” Sasuke murmured, meeting Itachi's eyes. “Restore the clan.”

Itachi's knitted his eyebrows, and Sasuke actually heard him laugh. “Sasuke...I don't want kids with you.” Sasuke was smiling, but it faded at that, going to pull away as Itachi grabbed him. “We're brothers. You understand how wrong that is, don't you? The only reason I took you is that I couldn't breed you.”

Sasuke glared at him. “Then why do you keep looking at my stomach and talking about the damn clan!” He yelled at him, ripping away, seated in that lap again.

“Because I think we should.” Itachi murmured. “I look at you, and I'm sad that we're related. I'm sad that eventually we'll have to…” Sasuke slapped him hard.

“You say breed some girl, and I swear to god Itachi you will `never' have sex with me again.” He said, slightly shaking. How in the world had their conversation led here?

Itachi sighed in annoyance at being hit. “Stop being a brat. Just because it should happen, doesn't mean it ever will. We couldn't raise children right now, and being with anyone besides you makes my skin crawl.” He hissed, beyond annoyed. “Our clan is destined to die out because we can't keep our hands off each other.”

“Our curse.” Sasuke agreed. “I don't care about any of that Itachi. I just want to please you.” They were the wrong words, he knew that. Itachi had just accused him of that a bit ago, but Itachi didn't shove him off. He just sighed in sadness, rubbing Sasuke's back. “Itachi...maybe we could find a way?” He asked, causing Itachi to look at him sharply. “Down the road that is…” He grabbed his hand, kissing the finger Itachi would have a ring on. “We could find a girl...we wouldn't have to have sex with her...we could….” He blushed deeply just thinking about it.

“You're barely 18 Otouto...no need to rush, okay?” Itachi assured him, but his voice was strange. Almost like he was...happy. “We have time.” He said it like it was a lie. “I'll never leave you...and one day we'll have a family...and there won't be anymore sadness.” He spoke it like a fairytale. “We'll have a daughter...and she'll look just like you because I would never willingly pass on my seed.” He whispered, letting Sasuke settle onto his chest as he laid back. “She'll be fiery like you, always up to no good.”

Sasuke chuckled against his chest. “And a prodigy like you...the best kunoichi in the village.”

Itachi hummed an agreement. “She'll be perfect...the best of both of us.” Sasuke squeezed him, smiling stupidly into his chest. “She'll want for nothing…” He said, voice far away as if he were dreaming.

Sasuke pushed himself up, biting his lip as he watched Itachi. “I love you...there's so many reasons why I shouldn't...but I do. Forever.”

“Forever.” Itachi agreed, and when Sasuke kissed him he tried not to notice the way Itachi's mouth tasted faintly of blood.

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“You're pretty...I like you.” Deidara said, watching their new recruit as he paced around him. “I remember you from the village when I had to watch Sasuke. You're strong too...and loyal.”

“Only to Konoha.” Neji assured him, watching him. Deidara was a little unnerved by the milky white eyes.

“Strange you're here then, but I'm not surprised.” He motioned to the two Uchihas in the corner, sickeningly happy for some reason as Sasuke was pressed against the wall with Itachi blanketing him. “What the hell is up with those two anyways?”

Neji scoffed in disgust. “They were like that all the way back. How can you stomach that?”

“That?” Deidara asked him. “That's almost pleasant. You should see it when they fight.” He winked at him. “They're not so bad...even Itachi is growing on me.” He tried to block out the moans he heard as Itachi's hand slipped underneath Sasuke's waistband. “A little...like hardly any.” Sasuke cried out as everyone's eyes flickered towards them, and Deidara saw how his pupils were blown, mouth open in a pant. He swallowed, shaking his head to stop from looking. He could imagine though from the way Sasuke was moving up and down on those… “You get used to it.”

“It's disgusting.” Neji hissed out. “How can they do that in public? Don't they know how wrong that is? How disgusting.” They did...they just didn't care.

“Eh...I wouldn't bring it up if I were you. It gets them cranky.” Deidara couldn't tear his eyes off of the pair in the corner, Itachi whispering dirty filth into Sasuke's ear and making the younger blush before he ripped him away from the wall, throwing him over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Sasuke was grinning like an idiot as they headed to their room, the door slamming behind them. “Look...I don't really know you, and you don't know me, but I got some people here that I care about...that I would die for. You touch them...or hurt them...or betray them...and you will know me, got it?”

“Got it.” Neji said, watching him and Deidara wanted to smack whatever knowing look was on his face.

“Scaring the new recruits?” Sasori asked him, coming over to the pair. Deidara grinned at his partner, needing him right now...after what he had just seen. Had Sasori ever been like that with him? Had he ever finger fucked him against the wall in front of a room of people? No...of course not. Sasori was a gentleman. His man would never share him like that...the way that Itachi always shared Sasuke. He flinched a little as they heard Sasuke scream, and he instinctively wanted to run to protect his friend, but he held his ground, knowing he wasn't in trouble. Especially when the screaming continued, and he could hear Sasuke crying, begging for it. God...why didn't they get sound proof walls?

“Never…” Deidara assured him, smiling fondly at his love. “Does this mean we get to go on our mission now?” Though he didn't want to leave this new kid alone with Itachi and Sasuke.

“If you wish it.” Sasori held out his hand, the wooden fingers prominent as his gorgeous face smiled. The never aging beauty that he had never got old...pun very much intended. “I'm Sasori.”

“Of the red sands.” Neji finished for him. “I've heard all about you. You were instrumental in the murder of Gaara.” He looked at them. “Both of you.”

“Don't forget Sasuke.” Deidara tssked, trying to shut out the way he could hear the kid moan, the way the bed slammed into the wall. ...They really needed thicker walls. “He was the one that finally did Gaara in before we sucked out the Jinchuuriki. Why? Was Gaara your friend?” He mocked.

“Is Sasuke yours?” Neji asked, and there was something in that voice, some sort of taunt. He couldn't pay attention though, not with those noises.

“You ready Sasori?” He asked his lover, grabbing onto his hand and yanking him out of the room. He didn't like or trust this Neji, and he would find out why sooner or later.

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Sasuke's chest rose up and down as he panted, entire body flushed and sweaty, cheeks a deep red in shame and embarrassment as he squirmed as Itachi covered him. He exhaled as the toy was slid out of him, thrown over by the ring on the bed. When was the last time they had done stuff like this, kinky shit that would make him blush for days? Not for a very long time...Itachi had been too busy treating him like glass.

Itachi dipped below the sheets, and Sasuke couldn't stop eyeing the thing that had been inside of him. His hole was open and gaping, full of cum and whatever lube Itachi had used...smelled like green tea. He screamed then, a talented tongue dipping into his gaping entrance, licking along his insides as Sasuke squirmed. His cock stirred yet again, pressing up against the sheet and then his stomach, leaking onto his already messy chest. “Aniki…” He moaned, letting Itachi lift his legs to put them onto his shoulders. He thrust against that tongue as it ate him out. His voice was hoarse from earlier, but he still managed to moan uncontrollably. He was so sensitive from earlier that he was practically crying. “Itachi...too much...it's…” He was still so sore, so open...he was going to lose his mind. “More….” He gave in, begging as that's all he could do after their marathon session. Itachi was insatiable...picking up where they had left off at in the Akatsuki. Sasuke thrust up to get more, sheet slipping off one thigh to see the red marks from where he had begged Itachi to.

He was about to cum again, cock straining against his stomach for the fourth time that night, precum leaking in his belly button as Itachi ate him out. His stomach lurched up as the door banged open, whining low in his throat as he looked up, not wanting to see who it was. He died inside a little as his cock strained and he fought between thrusting back against that tongue and covering up in shame.

“What are you doing here?” He asked, voice a strained fucked out mess as that tongue continued to eat him out even as he grabbed between his legs, pupils blown, drool leaking out of the corner of his mouth as he fell back. He grabbed for Itachi to stop as his stomach lurched up and down with his breath. “Sto...Sto…” He tried, breathless as Itachi picked up the pace. Sasuke let Chidori light up his fingertips in a threat, trying to sit up as he looked to Kakashi, unsurprised to see the look of absolute revulsion on his face. “Don't come any...any….” Close...god he was close...what was Kakashi doing here? What? Itachi's tongue fucked in and out, and Sasuke fell back, not caring anymore as his body bowed, sheet sliding off his thigh to show the hand print marks on his ass where he had cum hard with Itachi spanking him...that had been the first time. He didn't care, Kakashi could judge him, he could kill him, just as long as Itachi didn't stop. He came so hard he was sure he blacked out, coming to to witness Itachi drawing out of the sheets, wiping at his messy mouth as he stared at Kakashi.

“You could have left.” He pointed out. “I always like to finish what I started, but it's rude to stare.” Sasuke tried to come back into himself, stomach panting as he tried to catch his breath. He was aware of Itachi's hand rubbing up and down on his covered thigh, of the fact that there was a sex toy right by his face that Kakashi obviously knew was inside of him. “Don't worry though...I know the appeal of not being able to take your eyes off him.” Sasuke's fingers splayed, dragging the sheet up to cover him, not knowing why he bothered.

“You're disgusting Itachi.” Kakashi hissed. “I should kill you now for what you've done to him.”

“Nothing he didn't want...didn't beg for.” Itachi assured him, voice deep from sex. Sasuke finally managed to drag himself up, coming back to himself a little as he hid behind Itachi. He still struggled for breath as his arms wrapped around the elder's waist.

“What is he doing here?” He whispered, too fucked out to feel shame, cheeks a permanent shade of pink. His spikes were everywhere as caked cum covered his body. He watched Kakashi sneer, and hid his face in Itachi's neck.

“Kakashi has agreed to help us in our little experiment.” Itachi explained, seeming to be pleased with the way Sasuke was acting. Sasuke nodded against that neck, forcing himself to look up at Kakashi.

“Forgive me sensei...I...don't...I can't…” He couldn't think of one excuse for what the other had walked into. When was the last time he had apologized for Itachi? “We'll help you kill Obito.” He finished with.

“If it is Obito.” Kakashi sneered, attempting to look away. “Put on some clothes. You're disgusting.”

“I think he's gorgeous.” Itachi argued, turning his face to kiss Sasuke messily. “He doesn't have to get dressed. I'll just have to rip the clothes back off of him later.” Sasuke groaned, whether in anticipation or embarrassment he didn't know, burying his head into Itachi's neck again.

“Good to know you've turned him into a whore.” Kakashi growled protectively. “We almost had him committed when he was in Konoha to check his sanity. I see it hasn't returned.” Sasuke's eyes were glued on the metal ring Itachi had forced on his cock less than an hour ago, and he snorted softly into Itachi's skin, biting his shoulder playfully as he slowly came back into his mind.

“His sanity has always been questionable, but call him a whore one more time and I'll gut you.” Itachi warned icily. “Neji is here too, did you know that?” He asked. “Of course you knew that.” He answered boredly. “The two of you will be instrumental in finally bringing Obito Uchiha to heel.”

Sasuke knitted his eyebrows. He understood Kakashi just fine. “Why Neji?” He pulled back a little, sheets pooled in his lap as Itachi was covered only with a pillow. “A spy?” He asked, feeling Itachi's approval echo inside of his chest.

“A spy.” Itachi agreed. “With the Akatsuki...sound familiar Otouto?” He asked him, never taking his eyes off Kakashi.

Sasuke snorted in amusement. “Everything comes around, doesn't it?” He murmured to himself, looking at Kakashi. “Why would you agree to help us?” He asked him, grunting as the back of his knees were grabbed, yanking him forward so that his long legs wrapped around Itachi's waist. He smiled stupidly as Itachi leaned down to kiss his knee.

“Because he wants Obito as I want you Otouto.” Itachi answered, and clearly they had already discussed this because Sasuke was the only one to react with surprise. “Imagine if I had thought you dead for years...only to find you again.” Itachi kissed his knee again, and Sasuke hugged him from behind, eyes hazy with lust and love.

“Stop touching him.” Kakashi hissed, voice angry and wrathful.

“He doesn't want me to stop touching him...relax.” Itachi assured him. “You came here, meaning you've accepted that you have to work with us to get to him. I'm offering you one chance...get him to give up all of his power, proclaim me as the new leader of the Akatsuki, and I'll allow him to live out his days fucking you. Deny me...and I'll make him wish he had never manipulated an Uchiha.” He hissed. “Now get out...I'm not quite down with my brother yet. Take Neji with you. I expect to hear from you in two days.” Itachi's voice was death, a strange contradiction to the soft almost gentle way he kissed his knee again.

“You think you'll get away with this?” Kakashi asked. “Do you honestly believe this won't end up getting you and Sasuke killed?” He looked at Sasuke, guilt eating his stomach by this point as he met Kakashi's bandaged face. “You should be ashamed of yourself. You're better than this.”

“You don't know anything about me Kakashi-sensei.” Sasuke said then. “You're shaming me for being with him...fuck you. I won't be ashamed of him, or of what I choose. You should be ashamed. You let me be alone for all of those years when you knew an Uchiha, when you were practically family. You let me spend birthdays alone...and holidays...and every time someone could have said they were proud of me there was just silence because I'm an Uchiha scum!” He hissed. “You never stepped in, and even when you were assigned to me you never treated me as anything other than a dog of Konoha! Itachi came for me. He's the only person to ever not make me feel alone! So fuck you and get the hell out of my bedroom. Have fun with Obito...I hope that sadistic bastard makes you very happy.” He hissed, claws growing as they dug into the healing gashes on Itachi's stomach. “I'm done apologizing for loving him.”

He flinched slightly as Kakashi left, the door slamming behind him. Sasuke exhaled, claws retracting, leaning down to kiss the imprints in apology. “I'm sorry…”

“I thought you were done apologizing?” Itachi asked, dragging him away from his scarred stomach. Sasuke met Itachi's dark eyes, leaning in to kiss him. “I don't deserve you.” He said after a moment, their foreheads pressed together.

Sasuke smiled, kissing him. “Why do people think it's okay to always walk in on us during sex?” He asked teasingly. “We should get a lock.” He laughed as he was tackled backwards, Itachi between his legs. “Unless you like the excitement of it all.”

“I like them seeing just how you crumble for me...how gorgeous you are.” He kissed along his stomach, licking at the seal. “How you're mine...just mine.”

“And the vibrator's.” Sasuke mocked him, laughing as Itachi growled, flipping him over and slapping his beyond sore ass. It stung in all the right ways, and he ended up thrusting back, begging for more.

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Sasuke woke up the next morning alone, stretching in the big bed with satisfaction. He managed to drag himself out of bed, showering and dressing in grey shorts and a black t-shirt, drying his spikes as he made his way towards the kitchens, needing coffee. He smiled pleasantly as he padded into the room, finding Sasori sitting there.

“Hey. I didn't know you and Dei were back from your mission.” He said pleasantly, sitting on the stool as he happily grabbed for the cup of coffee.

“Got back yesterday...not surprised you didn't notice.” Sasuke bit his lip at that, too happy to blush as he took a sip of his coffee.

“What's wrong?” He asked. “You seem grumpy.” How could anyone be grumpy when he was this ecstatic? It was sad, despite Sasori being a welcome presence in his life, they hadn't bonded like they had before.

“I realized something yesterday...just taking a bit to process it.” Sasori quelled him. “It's for the best really.”

Sasuke sipped the coffee, raising an eyebrow. “What's for the best?” He would almost be worried if it weren't for Sasori's calm voice.

“Will you promise me something?” He asked Sasuke, reaching out then to grab his hand. The Uchiha squeezed back naturally as worry lit up his features.

“Sasori, what's going on?” He asked, squeezing harder to that odd puppet skin. “You're scaring me.”

“I believe that.” Sasori assured him. “I honestly believe that deep down you're a really good person Sasuke Uchiha….so that's why it doesn't bother me.”

“What doesn't bother you?” Sasuke asked impatiently.

“Deidara used to be a whore, did you know that?” Sasuke nearly choked on his coffee.

“What?” He asked, setting the cup down as he looked down at their entwined hands. “Why are you telling me this?” Deidara would most certainly not want him telling him this.

“He never knew his worth. He was raised a street urchin, begging for scraps until he was old enough to discover a way to afford things. He lived on the streets all his life and never asked for anything other than what he needed to live a wretched life. His unique abilities began to manifest when he was 13, and the bomb squad found him and took him in, taking him away from that life.” Sasuke felt sick, stomach rolling in revulsion as Sasori spoke the age. “He was trained to be an assassin. He did what he loved, making his art a reality and he apologized for nothing. When Itachi recruited him to the Akatsuki, I thought he was just an arrogant brat. It was the time I saw him cry in failure that I really loved him. He's had a hard life, but he apologizes for nothing and he has his art.”

“Why are you telling me this?” Sasuke asked, eyes locked with Sasori's. “Dei would be pissed.”

“I suppose you can keep it a secret, can't you?” Sasori asked. “I trust you.”

“I'll keep it a secret.” Sasuke said lowly, knowing whatever Sasori was telling him this for he wasn't going to like.

“I've never seen him care for someone in the way he cares for you.” Sasori smiled. “We both care for you Sasuke...but he…” Don't say it...don't say it...don't say it… “Just...if anything happens to me, promise that you'll be there for him?”

“Of course I will.” Sasuke said, letting out a breath he hadn't been aware he was holding when he realized Sasori was just making plans in case something happened.. “He's my best friend.” He never looked away from Sasori's eyes at that, putting an end to that conversation. “Nothing is going to happen to you though. Stop talking like that. We're going to beat Obito, and the two of you will live happily ever after.”

Sasori sighed. “If only this were actually a fairytale.” He said softly. “If only there were actually such things as happy endings....”

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