Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Blood of the Sharingan ❯ Chapter One ( Chapter 2 )

A/N: OOC-ness. Uchihacest. Shortness. Beware.

 

 

Blood of the Sharingan

 

Thunder rolled across the dark, midnight sky. Wind howled through the empty streets, causing even more excited shivers to run up the mans' spine. There was absolutely no light, making the setting even more perfect.

 

`Yes,' Itachi chuckled to himself, gripping the rope tightly. `It's a wonderful night for a capture.'

 

He glanced through the window again. Beautiful…he was simply beautiful. Oh god he wanted to just break through the window and fuck his brother's brains out. Itachi licked his lips lightly.

 

`Be patient.' He tried to tell his eager body. `That time will come soon.'

 

A flash of lightning lit the night sky, illuminating Sasuke's features. There he was, just lying so innocently in bed, with his eyes shut lightly and his smooth creamy skin so bare and cold. Just to touch him…just to smell him…just to taste him…The older man's body yearned for him so bad.

 

At first he thought the feelings he had for Sasuke were just a one-time thing that would pass over with time. But with each day, these desires grew and grew to the point where they were just too irresistible and practically controlled him. It was amazing, really, that one of the most feared people of the village had a little weakness like this. And truthfully…he hated himself for it.

 

Itachi looked on quietly as his brother rolled over onto his stomach. Soon…soon he would belong to him. Just the thought of the goddamned Uzumaki boy even touching a work of art such as Sasuke was disgusting. Sasuke deserved better. Much better.

 

Another flash of lightening stretched across the night sky. Itachi grinned.

 

`Seems like a good time, neh?”

 

He slipped open the window effortlessly and climbed through, being careful not to wake up his sleeping brother. He bent down next to the mattress and stared at the young boy. His chest rose and fell in tune with his even, steady breathing and his lips were parted slightly. He looked just so…

…

…fuckable.

 

Itachi couldn't take it anymore. He wanted, no, needed the boy. Right that instant. He clutched the rope so hard that it cut into the flesh of his hands as he quietly climbed on top of Sasuke. He smirked.

 

`Foolish, just so goddamn foolish.'

 

He carefully wrapped the rope around Sasuke's small neck, and much to his surprise, he didn't even twitch. Itachi tied a small knot with the rope and tightened it. Maybe a bit too tight. He glanced at Sasuke, whose eyes were just starting to flicker open. Itachi mentally cursed as he quickly clamped his hand over the boys' mouth. If he screamed, it would all be over.

 

Sasuke's eyes fully opened and it took a moment for him to realize just what was going on. For a few seconds, the two brothers simply stared at each other, no emotion detectable in their eyes. Finally, flames of anger rose up in the younger ones eyes and he started to kick and scream and writhe around. The older one merely grinned. For some reason, it was quite enjoyable to see Sasuke struggle around like that. It meant that there was someone who could control him, who could own him.

 

Sasuke flung Itachi's hand away from his mouth and hissed, “You.”

 

Oh how he could sense the will to kill. It filled the room like some suffocating gas. It was, in a strange, morbid sense, beautiful. Sasuke glared up at the man otherwise known as his kin with red, Sharingan eyes. Those same eyes looked right back. Itachi grabbed his wrists and pinned him down to the mattress, feeling Sasuke struggling beneath him. He breathed hotly on his smooth, pale neck and tugged lightly on the rope.

 

“Resist me and I'll kill you.”

 

Sasuke slowly reached up and touched the fibers of the rope with his fingertips. He glared back at Itachi.

 

“What the fuck do you think you're doing?”

 

Itachi grabbed the rope and pulled it even tighter, causing Sasuke to choke slightly. “I'm taking you. You're mine.”

 

Before the boy could respond, Itachi moved his mouth from his neck right to his pale lips. Sasuke screamed, causing a jolt of excitement to flare up in Itachi's stomach. The younger man kicked around as Itachi continued to kiss him, his tongue sliding into the sweet crevice and his hands working their way downward, downward…

 

Sasuke screamed out again as Itachi slid his hand down his pants and between his legs. He broke the kiss and moved his mouth back down to his neck while his hand stroked his younger brother lightly.

 

“God, stop...” Sasuke moaned, once again trying to free himself. He shook his head. “STOP!”

 

Itachi grinned. `He can't resist. His body is giving in.'

 

As his hand continued to work around the lower region of Sasuke's body, he started lightly licking above the rope. Sasuke growled.

 

“I told you…stop.”

 

“But your body is telling me not to.”

 

Itachi gave the area one last hard lick and slowly bit down, tasting hot, sweet blood on his tongue. His own blood. He heard Sasuke yelp out slightly and the writhing around continued. Itachi moved his mouth a few inches away from the first bite and sunk his teeth into the soft flesh once again. Sasuke didn't move. He had fainted.

 

Itachi licked up more of the sweet-tasting blood and removed his hand away from the unconscious boys' legs. He sat up and carefully picked up Sasuke. He studied his face for a moment.

 

“Foolish little brother.”

 

He wrapped the end of the rope tightly around his wrist and, carrying his brother tightly in his arms, ran off into the night.

 

A/N: Told ya it was short…