Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Brother's Can't Be Trusted ❯ Farewell Dear Father ( Chapter 50 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

"That takes care of one pest for right now." Fugaku chuckled as he closed the door to the basement. He didn't have the time to hid Naruto anywhere father away, that would have been too obvious to Sasuke. But he was sure that the blond would be unconscious long enough for him to do as he pleased with Sasuke. He had nothing to worry about because Kisame would probably be too distracted with looking for Itachi to come down here.

Fugaku quietly walked down the hall of the cozy home. He spotted Sasuke in what was obviously the room he had stayed in while here. His father walked up to the teen as he was grabbing stuff up to pack. "Where's Naruto?" Sasuke asked suddenly, turning to face his father. It nearly scared the older man that Sasuke was so perceptive, yet not enough to notice the truly important things. Fugaku gave a wide smile and sat on the edge of the bed.

"He just went out for a walk to clear his minds. I don't think he will be too mad at you for much longer." Sasuke's brows furrowed. Kisame had told them to stay in the house, so maybe it wasn't the best things that Naruto went for a walk. "Why do you care so much about that kid? He seems a little goofy to me and bizarre, not the usual qualities of an ideal boyfriend." He father chuckled. He didn't realize how easily he had offended Sasuke.

The raven haired teen glowered at his old man. "I love him." Sasuke stated firmly. He couldn't help but notice how his father's hands suddenly tightened into fist at that confession, yet the man still held his smile. "I'll go look for him, we have to go soon anyway." Sasuke replied, dropping his things and heading over to the door. He gasped slightly when he felt a cold palm wrap around his wrist quickly. He jerked his head back and glared at his father. "What are you doing?"

"He'll be fine. I just wanted to speak with you a little longer. After all we haven't spoken in years Sasuke. There's hundreds of things I don't know about you." His father replied kindly, tugging the boy back over so that he fell onto the bed beside him.

"No, there is a lot I don't know about you Otou-san!" Sasuke corrected. "Like why you would hurt Itachi?" He lashed back. he watched his father's face harden into disappointment. "Surely you didn't think Itachi wouldn't have told me by now. I didn't really believe him the first time he told me, but frankly I'm beginning to see his point." Sasuke jerked his wrist out of his father’s grasp. "You had me going for awhile, when you held me just like you use to." He admitted. "But its plan as day now that you are just as cold and sick as before. I was just too stupid as a kid to see the real you."

Fugaku snarled angrily and his fist tightened. "Don't say that Sasuke." He mumbled, his head falling as he bit his bottom lip. "I was never cold to you, I loved you. You were always my favorite and you know that!" He ended up yelling. It surprised both Sasuke and him, since he had never really rose his voice to the boy. Though Sasuke never seemed to notice, his father had tried to give him the perfect sheltered life with a good family. Too bad it had to turn up like this.

Sasuke stood back on his feet. "I think it's better you leave." Sasuke decided, pointing to the door. For such a short reunite, he didn't like how sour it had turned out to be. But something in his gut told him his father wasn't all that truthful as he was claiming to be. He had ignored his intuition many times before, but this was too strong a feeling to overlook.

His father's eyes narrowed quickly and his demeanor held that of a terrifying one. He never did take too well to rejection, especially from his own family, who he reined over. "I don't think you quite understand me Sasuke." Fugaku growled, standing up. He towered over Sasuke like an ant, and his shadow was suddenly more intimidating than Sasuke had remembered. "I came all this way for you. And whether you agree or not, you are coming back with me and your family. I've put too much of my life into trying to protect you but all you can do is betray me."

As much as Fugaku took pleasure in Itachi's own depression, he didn't feel any more delighted when he heard a whimper escape his youngest son as he grabbed him briefly on the shoulder. "I'm not going to lose you, not again." Those words were like poison to Sasuke. They torched his flesh and seeped into his blood, tainting all of his senses and thoughts. He would be lying if he said he had never imagined a moment like this when he actually meant more to his father than Itachi, but this was not how he had pictured it. He hadn't imagined a sense of fear suddenly overtaking him as his father's palm caressed his cheek and was now drawing him strongly up into a unaccepted kiss.

When he was a child a kiss would mean nothing more than a simple show of affection, but here it had signaled to him of what mistake he had made a long time ago. Who would have suspected his unmatched loyalty as a boy would be interrupted as a lover's type of affection by his father? How could he possibly think of loving this man, the very person who was the cause of his existence, in such a way that he was conceived? Sasuke frailly pulled back from his father's lips, staring at him with large lamentable coal eyes.

"What are you doing?" He asked fearfully. Why did his voice suddenly sound so pathetic to him? Was it that he had finally tapped into the same fear Itachi had probably felt the first time this man intended to destroy his innocence? Sasuke felt his heart shatter into a million pieces when a heartless smirk appeared on his father's face and he had not hesitated to push the boy down onto the bed.

"Why, I am only treating you how you have begged me to do for years Sasuke." Fugaku whispered with a sickening chuckle. "Was if not your request to mean more to me than Itachi, to be treated the same way I did him? Well, I give you all you want, right now." He muttered, his lips slowly tracing over the pale skin of Sasuke's neck as he climbed on top of the petrified teen. Fugaku didn't take Sasuke's unwillingness to move as a sign of total and complete fear, but rather as surrender.

Sasuke gasped suddenly, coming out of his horrific daze when he felt his shirt being lifted up over his head. His throat had gone dry without his recognition and now he couldn't even fathom a complete thought in his mind. But How do you expect one to act in a situation like this? A struggle would be the common thing to do, but with someone already overpowering than him, it didn't make a good argument. Just his father's calculating gaze over his exposed flesh gave Sasuke an eerie sensation he couldn't bare to feel.

He was almost too sure that he had blanked out for most of the time he was being undressed and before he knew it his father's equally naked form was straddling him from above. A cold shiver ran along him whenever those lips came down on his skin, but Sasuke merely stared off in a baffled distraction. It was only then had he noticed a large cut on his father's back, still fresh with blood still staining the small patch over it. Naturally he would have thought it was done by cellmates, but it was too recent to.

"What did you do to Itachi?" Sasuke murmured softly, his eyes falling emptily on his father when the man family rose his hand. The wound had reminded him of the past. Times he had seen his father marred on the face and back with scratches when he caught sight of him in the shower or working the lawn topless, he had only thought of them as evidence of his labor. But he was smart enough now to know that they were from Itachi. Sasuke winced in realization. Yet another lie shown in the light. His father hadn't come to see him first like he had bragged.

Fugaku seemed to notice Sasuke's inner contemplations and he half chuckled. "Would it give you any more comfort to know?" Fugaku asked with a smirk. "Do you get a rush from hearing your brother suffer Sasuke?" Fugaku asked in a creepy voice. "I Know how much like to hear him cry." He whispered into his son's ears. He took pride in the ghostly white Sasuke's skin turned to once he said it. "It looks like we have more things in common than just blood Sasuke. If you want...I will take you to him. I would just look to give you a few pointers." Fugaku laughed.

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"Kisame..." came a strangled cry. Itachi wasn't sure if he could squeeze his eyes tighter than he had already been doing for the past hour. It if his eyes stung with tears and the extension of his pain and fatigue, Itachi couldn't force himself to open his eyes. If he just opened them, he knew he would hate what he saw. He was safe only in his mind where he could scratch and tare at his father's face as much as he pleased, but when he opened up to reality he would be greet with the harsh truth. He was simply terrified of seeing that man's cold, hideous eyes staring back at him with a devilish smirk. Though he had heard when Fugaku left, he was only sure the man had stay there just to mock him if he should choose try and escape.

Not that Itachi actually believed he could escape. He had lost the feeling in his lower region somewhere around the first two hours of his punishment. The numbness of the rest of his body had followed shortly after. He only wished that his insides had been as lifeless as the rest of him. There was just an immense plain burning in his lower stomach and straight up his back. He had stopped counting all of the sick things his father had fucked him with when he realized how obsessive he was becoming with his despair. After a long while he had all but forgot he was even alive. Everything just started to feel like the same pain to him, his heart ached and his body torn in two, his mind crushed with an iron mallet. Yet, this had never convinced him to stop begging and screaming for the help he had been praying for.

Itachi grunted weakly as he tried to drag himself across the carpeted floor. But he stopped himself after only managing an inch. It hurt so much to move. His fist slammed into the floor as he cursed to himself. There were so many times he had prayed to be killed by this pain he had experienced, but yet, he was still alive. If only he hadn't been so stupid and weak, none of this would have ever happened. Itachi gave a tired sigh and rested his head against the floor as if he were finally surrendering. "I'm sorry Sasuke..."

'Fugaku laughed mockingly as he pulled himself off the bed. "I'm sorry to be parting with you so soon Itachi, but I have a previous engagement." The man bragged as he walked over to the bathroom to clean himself off. Of course he had taken a moment to admire his handy work. Itachi was practically bathed in his own tears and his mouth still tied. After a long while of screaming, Fugaku had gotten tired and had finally decided to gag the teen for the remainder of their time together. But Itachi had only brought this upon himself and he deserved every shred of pain his father had given to him, at least he thought so.

The sheets were no longer a warming peach color but were now a satanic crimson with scattered spots of white. Itachi's wrist and ankles were a raw pink with the ware and tare of all his tugging and jerking. Fugaku could have sworn the teen would have passed out by now, but he supposed his 'sessions' were something worth staying up for. "If you are a good boy why I'm out, I make sure to bring Sasuke over to visit you." Fugaku mentioned, watching the dull red eyes connect with his ruthless cobalt ones. "Maybe if you were more cooperative, I wouldn't need to go find another playmate." Fugaku grinned as he watched Itachi struggle more in objection.

He walked over to the teen as soon as he was fully dressed again. "You know what. I'll give you one last chance Itachi." He started to untie his son’s ankles. "I will set you free, but it is up to you whether you go or not. Just remember, if you aren't here when I get back, I will already have your brother to replace you. I'm sure he will be a far more entertaining lover than you. After all, he is your spitting image as a child with all the more charisma and loyalty." Fugaku warned as he finished releasing Itachi from all his bonds. Itachi lugged forward the moment he was able to move, but his father stood up and missed his attack. Itachi ended up falling on the floor, crying out in the pain it had caused him again. "You should really consider my offer Itachi. I'll be back in a few hours, that should give you plenty enough time to drag yourself out of here if you should chose to leave while your brother takes your place." The man laughed hardly as he headed for the door. "See you soon my boy." He mocked before closing the door behind him.'

Despite Itachi's current attempt at movement, he couldn't force himself to put Sasuke in such a situation. He loved his brother too much to let go through the same hells he had experienced. And Sasuke even had Naruto now so he would never need such horrors to ruin all that. Itachi knew he wouldn't be able to live very long with treatment like this, so Sasuke would probably be his replacement anyway. So there was no point him trying to protect him now, right?

Itachi pulled himself along once more, whimpering as the carpet scrapped against his sore skin. He had been trying this for so long, but he didn't feel like he was getting any closer to the door. If he could not even make it to Sasuke, then he might as well die on the steps as the failure he was. After what seemed like forever, Itachi he finally reached the door and roughly pulled himself up against in by pulling on the knob. In his mind he keep begging for redemption and forgiveness. Mostly from Kisame, because he had not once thought of how to save him of heart break by what he was choosing to do.

Even with the horrible pain jolting up through his spine as he now stood at an angle against the door, Itachi not stopped. He turned the knob slowly and limped himself outside into the hall. He was thankful for the emptiness of the hallway, because he could not bare the ridicule of someone seeing him like this. Broken, bloody and naked was not how Itachi wanted people to remember him. Not when he had been at the top of his game just a month ago. He had leaned against the walk as he slowly wobbled over to the stairs.

Hazy crimson eyes stairs down the low decent of stairs as if it were his own path to hell. Probably the pain there would not be as bad as the pain his father could give. He wondered if this fall would be able to kill him. If he should live, it was already decided that he would try to reach Sasuke, but if he should die, it would provide him the freedom he had so longing soot. The cheery dinging sound of the elevator climbing its way up the building, brought Itachi little comfort. Even as he heard the dinging stop right on this floor. It didn't matter too much if someone should see him now. They wouldn't be able to stop him now, not that Itachi believed they would even try.

The doors finally slid open and Itachi had quickly let go of the railings at the start of the stairs. He pushed himself of against the wall, but was almost immediately after cursed with the startling gasp of someone who had seen him. He had better hurry, he told himself, already leaning forward toward the downward slope. "Itachi!" The voice screamed out loud and like a flash of lightening he was jerked by the jaws of life. He stumbled back with the panicked hands that had grabbed him too forcefully. "What are you doing?!"

Itachi's eyes were wide as he was carefully lowered into the other's lap. He stared at Kisame with such disbelief as the male drew him back from the stairs. This was too cruel a hallucination. Why was he being tormented like this? Was it don't inhumane to allow one to see their love before their dieing moment? "Kis..ame..." Itachi mumbled hoarsely, his hand weakly lifting up to caress the navy skin of his lover. It was in fact real. Instantly tears fled to his eyes and he was pulled into a tight embrace.

"I'm sorry Itachi." Kisame had to say as he cradled his lover in his arms. He wished it had been him and not Itachi who was ripped apart by Fugaku. He'd rather die a thousand deaths than see Itachi in this position again. He was tempted to gag at the mere stench of the devil on Itachi's body. Kisame hated to have his hands stained with Itachi's blood. "I was to late." He mumbled to himself, over the battered teen. He didn't even need to see the red splattered along the other's inner thighs to know that. "I'll kill him for this!" Kisame yelled, pulling Itachi into his arms and rushing back to the elevator.

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Naruto woke up coughing repeatedly. He winced as he cupped his throat, that still stung from the tight hands that had latched onto him. He opened his drearily blue eyes and was only greeted by a cold darkness. His only light was that of the tiny window a few feet above him. He looked around in confusion, not recalling how he got here. "Sasuke!" Naruto suddenly exclaimed, jumping to his feet. Sasuke was in danger while he was knocked out.

It was obvious the door to the basement would be locked or blockaded so he couldn't escape. But Naruto doubted the jerk had enough time to seal the window. Naruto hurried over to the wall and smiled for his good fortune when he spotted a dusty chair off to the side. He dragged it over and quickly shoved the window so that it turned up. He was especially lucky he was thin enough to slip through without too much struggle. Maybe he really was part fox, Naruto couldn't help but think as he crawled out through the opening.

He wasted no time in running back to the back door, where he knew Fugaku wouldn't have bothered to lock. He was going to kick Fugaku ass if he even laid a finger on his lover. After all that Sasuke had done for him, Naruto was determined to save Sasuke's life now. He ran inside and down the hallway. the jolting of his heart had caused him to stop. He could here and muffled sound behind their door and a saddened cry escape Sasuke's lips. "Let go of Sasuke!" Naruto screamed, busting in through the door, hoping to be the hero he had always dreamt of being.

Fugaku quickly drew back from the boy below him and glared at the troublesome blond. "I thought I took care of you. Well I guess I'll just have to finish the job now." He growled, about to get up. But just as he was doing so, he felt a tight clamp of arms wrap around his neck from behind as he was jerked onto his back.

"You leave my Naruto alone!" Sasuke yelled. "I'll be damned if I let you hurt anyone else I care about!" Naruto grinned widely as he raced over to his naked boyfriend. "Naruto!" Sasuke scorned as the blond just clung himself to him. "This isn't the time," he warned, trying to keep his father down while partially straggling him. Naruto nodded reluctantly and tried to help hold the guy down. Of course the man had been too big for Naruto to accomplish such a task and he was immediately shoved aside as Fugaku jerked himself away from the two.

"Is that how it's going to be Sasuke?" He snarled. "We'll see how you like a dead body for your boyfriend then!" He grabbed Naruto securely around the ankle and dragged the boy off the bed. Sasuke rammed into his father as quickly as he could, toppling the guy onto the floor . He had went through too much to win Naruto over and he would be stupid if he just let his father get rid of his lover like this. “Sasuke! I am doing what is best for you!” His father hissed while pulling the teen off by the shoulders, only to have Naruto start relentlessly hitting him on the head to release his boyfriend.

He had enough, Fugaku jerked his body away from the weak attacks and quickly scoot both Naruto and Sasuke up into his arms. “I’ve had enough of your stupid little games.” He growled starting to head for the door. He couldn’t care less about becoming a murder even if it was of his own son’s boyfriend. The blond was already working on his nerves, so he couldn’t even fathom how Sasuke put up with this crap. Fugaku’s luck had nearly completely ran out when he stopped dead in his tracks in the middle for the hallway.

“You are going to pay for what you have done.” came a low and fearsome growl from the blue male staring opposite of a stunned Fugaku. Never before had Kisame looked quite as pissed as he was now. And obviously being covered in Itachi’s blood didn’t help to the affect of a kind and understandable guy, no, he looked to possessed to pull that off. His appearance had even startled Naruto and Sasuke, who had stopped their struggling upon realizing the cavalry had finally arrived.

(Thanks to the intense grueling and horrific features that will be described during this moment, reader’s digression is advised.)

Fugaku didn’t even have the time to blink before Kisame’s fist collided with his face a second later. The blow was enough to send him back a feet as well as make him drop both the boys that had been in his hold. He had no time to collect himself before he was almost immediately kicked in the gut rough and hard, causing his to gasp out in a pain he had not known possible for him. Almost as soon as he was impaled in the gut, his head was knocked into the wall by Kisame’s foot. At least the burning ringing sensation it had produced, muffled out all the obscurities Kisame had been screaming at him as he continued to beat the living daylights out of him.

Sasuke and Naruto had rather slipped away for fear of seeing this terrifying spectacle. As much as Sasuke hated his father now, he could not bare to watch him die even at Kisame’s hands. It was fortunate the to teens had left when they did, because Kisame had no regard for the weak of stomach when he pulled out a pocket knife he had stashed for this occasion in particular. “Let’s see how you like being treated like crap. I’m sure it will be worst when you feel more less of a man.” Kisame replied with a smirk. He crouched down near the man.

It was most convenient Fugaku was still naked when he had found him. The man’s eyes grew to the size of saucers as he saw where Kisame had planned to use his butchering skills, or lack there of. A sickening scream filled the whole house as the man was quickly stripped of his manhood and all chances of ever corrupting another innocent ever again. Such a scream caused everyone outside and along the shore to stop mid-step and stare shockingly at the house it came from.

Just the sound of his father’s screams, made Itachi shudder. He never knew the man was capable of feeling pain, but he was most certainly glad he could. Itachi slowly willed himself to step out of the car, Kisame had made him swear to stay in until all of this was over. But he couldn’t just stay out there when he knew what was going on. He pulled the towel given to him, tighter around his shoulders and headed for the door. A breath of relief flowed pass Itachi’s lips as he spotted Sasuke and Naruto coming out of the house with their ears heavily cupped.

“Sasuke!” Itachi called out excitedly. His brother’s eyes lifted to him with uneasiness. It should have given Sasuke some comfort to know his brother was alive, but he was plagued with the thought from simply looking at Itachi now that his father had done this to him. Sasuke raced over to Itachi, pulling him into an immediate embrace, crying out his brother’s name.

“I’m sorry Itachi!” He wailed. “I was so stupid! He hurt you, and I let him!” Sasuke confessed, burying his head into his brother’s soft chest.

“It’s alright Sasuke…I forgive you.” Itachi whispered softly, petting down his brother’s hair. “I‘ve made mistakes as well. I should have told you earlier, but I didn‘t think he would find you this easily.” Itachi admitted.

“Are you alright Ita-niisan?” Naruto asked worriedly as he walked up to the two with wide, teary eyes. Itachi could only smile and nod as he cupped one arm around Naruto as well.

“I’m fine. Now that I know you guys are alright…” Itachi whispered. It was a miracle Sasuke was still in good condition, considering how close they had gotten hear.

“Hey, you guys!” Kisame yelled, coming out with a wide smile. “Anyone want a souvenir?” He asked in a laugh, while waving as heavy plastic bag in his hands.

All faces went pale and an eerie silence overtook them all.

To Be Continued…

A/N: Omg! There is only one chapter left! *cries* I will miss writing this story so much, but I must move on. I hope you guys were pleased with your wish. Though I don’t think anyone would be willing to take the ‘souvenir’ off of Kisame’s hands. So please review while you still have a chance, please.

Also, I think I will go with a SasuNaru / GaaraNaru fic,lol. I think it would be so much fun to watch them fawn over Naruto for real. And I guess I’ll have the setting in the real ninja world this time so you can bet it will be more in character,lol.

Last Chapter: Fugaku is finally taken care of and things can finally start going back to normal with the couples. Recovery might take some time, then again, this is the Uchiha’s we are talking about. So they will be back on their feet in no time. But Haku and Zabuza might be a little disappointed they missed out on a real adventure.

Votes on yaoi orgy?! I wonder if I can get a ZabuzaxHaku, SasuNaru, and KisamexItachi all in one chapter, lol. Who thinks I can do it? Just curious.