Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Rebirth ❯ Blood On My Hands ( Chapter 4 )

Rebirth

Chapter 4

Blood On My Hands

 

 

Sasuke was in a near panic and he was running as fast as he could. He would never own up to the fact that he was running, but he was. Why was he running? Because Itachi was close on his heels and Sasuke was, already near tears from the thought at what his brother would do to him, if he were caught. The last thing he wanted was to be raped, left in a pool of his own blood. It had taken him almost a month to recuperate from the first time Itachi had taken him.

 

He demeaned himself for even taking the chance of going for a walk in the woods. He had told himself that Itachi was done with him, but he knew deep down inside that, the older Uchiha would be back for him. He just didn't want to admit it. He didn't want to believe that he would be forced to relive the nightmare that he had gone through the first time.

 

He had been so bruised and tattered. He couldn't believe that his brother had done such a revolting thing to him. He didn't want to consider Itachi being that cruel. This was the brother he had loved growing up. He knew that Itachi killed the clan and took everything that he held dear, but for some reason that wasn't as staggering as his brother raping him. He just never expected Itachi to ever go so low. They were brothers after all. Right?

 

Itachi suddenly appeared in front of him. He reacted without even thinking, throwing a right hook straight at his brother's face. Itachi was to fast though and ducked, sending a fist into his stomach. He doubled over coughing up blood as pain exploded through his body. Itachi pulled back and Sasuke looked up in time to see his bother's foot coming straight at his face. It nailed him square in the nose, sending him spiraling backwards. He collided hard into a boulder that was behind him and he landed on the ground all strength gone as he spat out more blood. He was convinced that Itachi had broken almost every rib in his body.

 

“No more running Sasuke. I don't have time to chase you.” Itachi spoke from above him.

 

“Fuck…you.” Sasuke chocked out.

 

 

I am cocked and loaded

Only shooting blanks nothing that would put a hole in

You or your precious heart

That's right; I'm yours for the taking

I'll put up a front; they won't even know I'm faking

It's not just my bones

It's my heart that you're breaking

Or so you seem to be tonight

 

 

Sasuke was forced to stand when Itachi gripped his hair tightly dragging him up by it. He cringed and struggled to do so, but was having problems with it considering that all he felt was overwhelming pain. Sasuke let his eyes open when he felt Itachi's warm breath cascade over his face. His Sharingan met his brother's Mangekyou. He whimpered without even thinking. He hated seeing the special Sharingan, especially in Itachi's eyes. It was a brutal reminder of everything that was taken away from him and just what kind of person Itachi was now.

 

“Let go of me.” He whispered trying his best to glare, but it was hard to through the pain.

 

“What are you going to do if I say no?” Itachi asked with an evil half smile.

 

Sasuke didn't respond to that. He didn't dare. It would only fuel Itachi's fire and that was the last thing he wanted to do. He was pretty confident that he wasn't going to get out of this without Itachi raping him, but he wanted to try to make it as painless as possible for himself. The look in Itachi's eyes though confirmed other wise. Sasuke was convinced that Itachi would do anything in his power to leave him bloody and broken on the forest floor. That seemed to be the only thing on the older Uchiha's agenda.

 

Sasuke just looked up at his brother, as he was pulled closer to the stronger body. He wondered what horrible things his brother had in store for him this time around and hoped that he could handle it. He lightly bit the corner of his bottom lip as he watched the older Uchiha closely. Itachi was running a tantalizing hand along his lower back and Sasuke was starting to get that warm fuzzy feeling building in the pit of his stomach. He knew it wouldn't last long though. It never did when it came to Itachi.

 

“Nothing to say foolish Otouto?” Itachi taunted. “Well, then. Let's get to the main event shall we?” Came the deep husky voice in his ear, vibrating through his whole body.

 

His eyes glided closed as his brother dragged him to the ground, following him down. Sasuke felt a tug on the bottom of his shirt and raised his arms to help take it off even as he hated himself for giving in so easily. A part of him screamed not to do this, while the other part was begging to give in. This was his niisan. This was his big brother, the one person that was there for him as a child. He wanted to feel close to Itachi in anyway possible because he missed that intimacy with his brother. This wasn't how he wanted it though. He didn't want to be forced or blooded, or even abused. Not by Itachi's hands, not in this fashion.

 

 

Last dance, second chance

Even when there's blood on my hands

Whoa oh oh

Last chance, left to dance

Even when there's blood on my hands

Even when there's blood on my hands

 

 

His head was getting harshly pushed into the soft dirt as Itachi was ripping at his pants. Sasuke cringed and panted hard. He tried to tell himself that it would all be over soon. He had multiple cuts and scratches that were bleeding all over the ground. His face and hands were covered in his own essences and he was tasting the soil in his mouth from having his face shoved so deeply in it.

 

He screamed out in pain when two fingers were thrusts deep into his body, instantly tearing the inside of his ass from lack of lube and proper preparation. He fingers dug into the dirt as he clenched his teeth against the pain spasming through his body. He was trying to find some kind of comfort in the thought that this was Itachi. This was the man that he loved as a child, but the memories didn't chase off the pain. Instead, they made the agony worse and tears were falling against his will. He just wanted this nightmare to end.

 

He wanted the aniki he remembered from his past, not the abusive Itachi that was raping his ass with the harsh fingers that, were for sure, covered in his blood by now. He hated himself though. He wanted this. In some sick part of his soul, he wanted to be close to the older Uchiha and part of him didn't so much mind if it was through this horrific method as long as it was Itachi, but that didn't mean that he was going to just roll over and take it. He would fight his brother nail and tooth. He wasn't just some push over that could be bullied into this.

 

Itachi's fingers struck that spot deep down inside him making him scream out in pleasure. His head was left spinning from the intensity of the desire that had washed over him, leaving him weak and defeated. Any thoughts of escaped left his mind in a fury of yearning. He didn't register the fact that he was pushing back against those long deft fingers buried deep inside him, all he wanted was more of the mind blowing pleasure.

 

“That's right Sasuke. You are such a good boy.” Itachi growled in a deep husky voice, the sound making him whimper as he realized how much Itachi wanted this.

 

 

My idea of romance

My lack of innocence really makes no difference

Here and now

I am ripe for the plucking

Ready to take the dive

Throw the fight you'll be so lucky

It's not just my heart

It's my soul that you're sucking

Or so you seem to be tonight

 

 

Sasuke was jerked up roughly by his hair, fingers slipping out of his body. He was trembling hard as his brother spun him around. Sharingan's clashed together, one in amusement and the other in pained lust. Sasuke reached out to grip Itachi's still clothed shoulders to steady himself. He must have lost a lot of blood because he was feeling extremely light headed or he was just that fucking hot for his brother, even though he had stained the ground red.

 

“You want this.” Itachi growled out an evil smile on his face.

 

Sasuke's cheeks went red from embarrassment and denied lust. He looked away from his brother ashamed at his own behavior. He felt dirty, stained. He couldn't believe how easily he was making this for Itachi. He couldn't stop himself though. Everything inside him was screaming for his big brother.

 

He jumped in surprised when someone pressed in behind him, biting his shoulder hard. His heart pounded hard in his chest as he tried to turn around, but couldn't because of Itachi's hard grip on him. He could have sworn that this whole time it had just been him and Itachi. He hadn't seen or sensed anyone else, but there was definitely someone pressing into him, from behind and that scared the shit out of him.

 

“Itachi?” He asked in a panic, trying to turn to face the intruder.

 

He turned his head to try to look behind him. All he saw was the Akatsuki cloak and his throat clenched up almost cutting off his air supply as his heart dropped into his stomach. He prayed that it wasn't Kisame. That was one person he couldn't handled being touched by. He turned frantic eyes to Itachi only to see the wicked half smile.

 

“What's wrong otouto?” He mocked.

 

“Don't do this.” Sasuke whimpered.

 

“What? You don't think you can handle two of me?” Sasuke paled at those dark words, but a small wave of relief washed over him.

 

That relief didn't last long though as he was tossed away to land on the ground next to the boulder as both Itachi's stood to their feet staring down at him with hard lust glazed Sharingan eyes. Sasuke quivered as he pushed himself up to a sitting position scooting away from the older Uchiha until his back was plastered against the stone.

 

He'd be lying if he said that he was turned on by the vision of two equally gorgeous Itachi's undressing in front of him simultaneously. He tried to look away. Hell, he even tried to get the strength back if just a little to get away from the sadistic bastard, but he couldn't. He had lost a lot of blood and his body was weak from the cruelty of his brother's earlier actions. All he could do was sit there shuddering as he watched Itachi's cloak hit the ground followed by his shirt and fishnet. Sasuke took in the expansion of perfect flesh. Itachi's stomach had intricate lines to a six-pack and his nipples were a tan color. Sasuke unconsciously licked at his dry lips as he stared against his will.

 

“Like what you see little brother?” Itachi almost purred as he started to undo his pants pulling them down past his lean hips.

 

Sasuke could already see the tip of his niisan's leaking cock. He looked away and let his eyes fall closed. Move, he told himself as he tried to find some kind of strength. The tears were starting to burn behind his eyes again. He didn't want to leave he realized. He was going to let his brother use his body once again. He really was weak.

 

 

Last dance, second chance

Even when there's blood on my hands

Whoa oh oh

Last chance, left to dance

Even when there's blood on my hands

Even when there's blood on my hands

 

 

 

Itachi grabbed him almost brutally and he cried out in pain pleasure. He was pulled to lay on top of his actually brother his heart slamming hard against the cage of his chest. He was panting hard as he looked down at Itachi's knowing face. He tried to roll off, but his brother's clone grabbed his hips firmly, stilling his flight. He gritted his teeth as he was forced down on to his brother's pulsating cock. The tip of the hard dick, pushing dryly into his already blooded hole. He bit his bottom lip hard, blood exploding into his mouth and rolling down his chin, to leave droplets splattering on Itachi's chest.

 

He cried out in sheer torture as the clone shoved him down hard so that he completely swallowed up Itachi's length. His body convulsed hard as the tears mixed with the blood that was already on the flesh under him. His nails dug deep into the skin at Itachi's shoulders, blood swelling to the surface under his fingers. The older Uchiha hissed through his teeth, but didn't stop him. The clone had moved closer behind him and he could feel the other leaking erection against his already filled hole.

 

“Itachi… please… no!” He sobbed to his brother, petrified out of his mind.

 

Itachi ignored him, which he expected. He felt his brother sit up under him and look over his shoulder. He couldn't stop himself from nuzzling the side of Itachi's face, even though this experience was anything but loving. The clone was now forcing his way into the tight ring that was already stretched from Itachi's throbbing length. He whimpered as more pain ripped through his body as the clone forced his asshole to stretch wider and take more into him then was ever suppose too. He swallowed hard clenching his teeth so not to bit his tongue. Itachi hissed in his ear. Sasuke pulled away slightly to look down at his brother even as more pain made his body shake hard.

 

Itachi's eyes were tightly closed and there was a small hitch in his breath. Sasuke stared in astonishment. His brother looked almost human. Then those eyes opened and Sasuke was even more blown away by the dark brown that stared back at him. His mouth slightly falling open as he lifted a hand to touch Itachi's cheek. With a blink of the older Uchiha's eyes, they were back to the Sharingan and the clone was slamming the rest of the way inside his ass, making blood leak out around the two hard dicks. Sasuke's scream of pure torment seemed to echo through the forest. Tears of agonizing pain rolled down his face as he threw his head back.

 

It landed on the clone's shoulder. He closed his eyes tightly as both sets of hands grabbed a hold of him and he was forced to move along both of the hard lengths penetrating him. Itachi leaned forward and bite him hard in the neck just as the clone sank his teeth into the flesh of his shoulder. He felt his warm blood from both wounds trail down his already starting to bruise flesh. He thought his was going to die. His whole body was flowing with indescribable pain and he was on the brink of passing out from it. The tears growing more frequent.

 

“Aniki.” Sasuke said weakly.

 

 

Or so you seem to be tonight

Last dance, second chance

Last chance left to dance

Last dance, second chance

Last chance left to dance

Even when there's blood on my hands (x4)

 

 

A spot inside him was hit hard by both blunt heads of the hard cocks in his ass. Whiteness exploded behind his eyelids and the scream that was released from his throat had nothing to do with pain this time. He gripped harder to Itachi, all their bodies moving together fluidly thanks to all of his own blood as lubricant. He was now taking initiative and pushing back against both his brother and his clone. His mouth opened wide to get greater pulls of oxygen in, along with releasing loud cries of pleasure.

 

Itachi had pulled back from lapping at the wound on his neck and was now watching him closely. He didn't care though. He was falling into his own world, where he and Itachi loved each other. Where this wasn't rape or forced sex. This was them showing how much they cared for each other in the most intimate way.

 

Sasuke pulled his brother closer as the orgasm was starting to build in his stomach. He tried to strive it off, He wanted this moment to last. This was the first time that he felt any kind of pleasure that was remotely loving from Itachi. The first time his brother had raped him it had been purely animalistic. This time seemed different some how. Almost like Itachi had missed him. No, it had to be his mind playing tricks on him. There was no way that Itachi would even feel such a deep emotion. His brother was emotionless, dead inside.

 

“Sasuke.” Came the gruff voice of his brother.

 

He looked up a little afraid of what he was going to see. Itachi's stared at him with the dark brown eyes that he hadn't seen on his brother since he was a child. His heart melted and broke at the same time if that was actually possible. He leaned forward moving closer. Itachi's lips parted slightly and his vision was drawn to the movement.

 

“Aniki.” Sasuke whispered and then they were kissing passionately.

 

Itachi bit harshly at his bottom lip, but the pleasure taking over him made him moan in ecstasy from the sudden pain. Their tongues met and danced erotically as he tilted his head slightly to the side to give his older brother more room to take over his mouth. The clone was running his hands all over his supple body, moving them around to his chest to play with his nipples harshly, pinching and pulling. He whimpered pathetically into his niisan's mouth, which quickly turned into a moan as the clone wrapped a brutal hand around his weeping dick, pumping him in time with the rough pain pleasuring thrusts.

 

He sobbed hard into his niisan's mouth as his orgasm slashed throughout his body at an alarming pace. He tore his mouth from Itachi's and screamed as loud as he could, cum splashing on both him and the older Uchiha's stomach. Itachi bit hard into his other shoulder, more screams exploding out of him as his niisan emptied into his ass followed by the clone. Sasuke was on the brink of losing consciousness. He remembered gripping Itachi's long black hair hard as he leaned forward a little.

 

“Aniki, why?” He moaned and then darkness took him over making him collapse into Itachi's strong body.

 

 

Whoa oh oh

Last dance, second chance

Whoa oh oh

Last chance left to dance

Whoa oh oh

Last dance, second chance

Whoa oh oh

Last chance left to dance

Whoa oh oh

 

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End of Chapter 4

 

Kitty- Wow this took me two days to write which is a long time for me. I had no motivation to write it. Maybe because it wasn't from Itachi's point of view. LOL! Wow, I really am a sadistic. Anyway, I hope you guys like it even though I'm not too happy with it. Review please and tell me what you think.

 

Song- Blood On My Hands

Band- the STARTS