Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Rebirth ❯ Looking Glass ( Chapter 6 )

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Warning- This fic contains heavily violence, blood, and sadistic ways.

 

 

 

Rebirth

Chapter 6

Looking Glass

 

 

Sasuke stared at his brother who stood directly in front of him. They had met up in the middle of the town that Sasuke had been passing through in the crowded city center. Sasuke had frozen in fear as their eyes had met, but when Itachi had whispered `come'. He couldn't stop himself from obeying the command. They hadn't seen each other for two weeks and the last time they had Sasuke had been torn to pieces by his brother's bloodlust. Still, he couldn't stop himself from wanting more.

 

This time, Itachi seemed different. He didn't seem so blood thirsty and desperate. He was more collected and calm, like Sasuke always remembered him. This put Sasuke at ease if just a little. He knew Itachi wouldn't be as hard on him this time. Sasuke was still convinced that there would be pain, but he was positive that there would be lots of pleasure too. He had missed Itachi more then he wanted to admit. He needed to be with his nii-san the way they had been the last couple of times they had met up. Sasuke had found that he craved these sadistic meetings and he seemed to think about them all the time. It was almost getting to the point that he couldn't even concentrate.

 

As Itachi stared down at him with those deadly red eyes, Sasuke knew he was going to willingly give his brother anything he demanded without putting up a fight. He was sick of fighting something that was going to happen anyway so he decided maybe if he just gave himself willingly that it wouldn't be so bad for him… he was sorely mistaken. Itachi never did anything simple. No, his older brother had always done things with complete intent of destroying Sasuke completely. Apparently, this time was going to be no different between the two of them.

 

Itachi moved forward slowly after they had entered the room that Itachi had rented at a rundown hotel. Sasuke couldn't stop himself from taking a step backwards, but then he stilled. He was not going to run from this. Itachi was going to fuck him and there was nothing Sasuke could do about it, so why deny himself what little pleasure Itachi was willing to offer him. He swallowed as he tipped his head up, meeting his brother's stare dead on. He was going to have to deal with this for this is what fate had in store for him.

 

 

Waiting

As I'm wanting too

Speaking

As I'm spoken too

Changing

To your point of view

Fading

As I follow you

 

 

Itachi's hand twisted almost painfully through his black spiky strands and brutally forced his head back. He tried not to wince but couldn't stop himself. He looked up at Itachi's dead calm face and let his lips part. His brother's eyes flicked down to his mouth at the action and he let his tongue slide out to moisten the soft flesh of his lips. He did it slow and almost sensual, trying to portray to Itachi that he was going to give in submissively.

 

A cruel smile curled the corner of Itachi's lips and then they were kissing hard. Itachi thrust his tongue deep inside his mouth. He couldn't stop the moan that exploded from his chest as he let his own tongue play against his brother's hot one. The growl that erupted from Itachi was deep and husky making Sasuke shiver in feared anticipation. Yeah, Sasuke had long ago admitted to himself that he was a masochist. He was almost addicted to the pain that his nii-san so loved to inflict on his lithe body. He couldn't stop his heart from needing this brutal sex because in some sick twisted way, he could pretend that Itachi actually loved him.

 

Love… It was almost laughable. Sasuke had never had any desire to get close enough to anyone to feel love, but some how Itachi had weaseled himself into his heart and Sasuke was head of heels in love with the murderer. He couldn't even tell himself how or when it happened, but it had. He knew that Itachi didn't feel the same for him and he was willing to accept that as long as Itachi continued to give him this. He would be sustained with just feeling his brother's touch, whether it is violent or loving. He didn't care. He just needed Itachi anyway he could get him.

 

He really was pathetic. He had really fallen into the deep end of insanity. It was the only explanation for him. He enjoyed fucking his brother. He loved the pain that Itachi caused him only to turn around and making him feel mind blowing desire. It didn't matter that they were brothers. It didn't matter that Itachi had taken everything away from him and killed their parents. None of that was shit to him. He really needed some professional help. He was sick to the head. That was the only justification for wanting what he did.

 

“Itachi…” He murmured against his brother's hot mouth.

 

“What is it Sasuke?” Itachi asked flatly.

 

“Why are you doing this to me?” Sasuke demanded breathlessly.

 

“Because I can.”

 

This statement made Sasuke cringe. It wasn't what he had wanted to hear, but what did he expect when it came to Itachi. He closed his eyes as his brother's warm slightly mint flavored breath rushed over his lips. He was really stupid for wanting this the way he did. He was stupid to think that Itachi would ever give him a straight answer. He was even more stupid because he knew all this and still allowed it.

 

 

A boyish notion

A false emotion

These words are spoken

Despite my love

A fool's devotion

Is set in motion

My eyes are open

 

 

Sasuke was pushed down onto the bed and he knew what was coming next. Itachi was already removing that despised cloak from his toned body. Sasuke busied himself with removing his own clothes instead of watching Itachi. He knew if he didn't get out of his pants and shirt they would be torn off… he really didn't want to explain to anyone why he was half dressed and what had happened to the rest of his clothes.

 

He couldn feel his older brother's eyes on him, but he tried to ignore the stare as he slipped his boxers off his hips, down his legs and pushed them off the side of the bed. He brought his knees up a little so that he could obscure Itachi's view of his aching dick, but he was pretty sure the older Uchiha had already seen it.

 

“Finally playing the roll of the good submissive otouto?” Itachi's voice dripped with sarcasm.

 

“Why deny it?” Sasuke said as he closed his eyes, pain lacing through his heart.

 

No matter what he did, Itachi had a way of making him feel so fucking dirty and disgusted with himself. He felt so sick to his stomach even as Itachi's hands trailed from his ankles to his knees. His nii-san pushed his legs apart roughly making Sasuke bit back a cry. Itachi's eyes were glued to his leaking erection and he felt the blush rise to his cheeks. He let his own eyes fall to Itachi's hard sculpted body to try to distract himself from his own embarrassment.

 

Itachi was beautiful and the erection that he was sporting was bright red from the blood flow. Apparently his nii-san had missed him a lot. This made Sasuke even hornier at the thought of his brother's need for him. He liked the idea of Itachi wanting him so badly it hurt. It made him feel that just maybe Itachi could feel something for him then just a tight little hole to fuck. He let his legs go lax so that Itachi could do as he pleased.

 

He wanted this so badly that his whole body ached. He wasn't fully healed from the last time he had been with Itachi. In fact his hands still were bandage and the wounds seemed like they were going to be there forever as a constant reminder of just how cruel Itachi could be. He pushed those thoughts from his mind. Instead he focused on the way that Itachi moved forward between his legs and took his throbbing erection in a callous grip. He whimpered in pain pleasure as he let his eyes close, fighting back tears.

 

He could feel Itachi's warm moist breath trailing along the head making him shiver despite the pain. He let his head fall back on the pillow just as Itachi licked the droplet of precum that had escaped out of the slit of his cock. He tried to calm his breathing, but it was almost impossible with his heart hammering in his chest like drum.

 

He was so confused on his nii-san's action. Yeah, Itachi was still being vile, but there was an almost underlining of tenderness. This scared Sasuke even more. Itachi and tender were never caught in the same sentence, let alone existence. Yet, here the older Uchiha was loosening his grip slightly and running a hot tongue over the underside of his cock along the bluish vein that stood out partially. There was something seriously wrong with this picture.

 

 

It's a glass cage so I can't pretend (can't pretend)

You hide beneath the physical

I see it coming but I can't defend (Can't defend)

You cut so deep

My belief is gone (x2)

My belief is

 

 

Itachi was now taking his whole aching cock deep into that burning mouth. Sasuke couldn't stop the cry from tearing out of his chest this time. It felt absolutely amazing. Sasuke had never felt anything so good in his whole entire life. Itachi had never once did this for him and now he wished the older Uchiha would do a lot more of this. He felt a dry finger push its way into his tight hole and he bit his lip hard at the pain that laced up his spine.

 

He let his eyes open. He looked down to see the wickedest glint in Itachi's Sharingan eyes. Sasuke swallowed hard as the panic and fear made his body shut down. He just laid there plaint as he let his brother do what he wanted. Sasuke knew that look all too well. Itachi may be giving him pleasure now, but that wasn't going to last for long. Itachi had something horrid in store for him and he just couldn't bring himself to fight back. It was almost like he was broken. He felt defeated and he just couldn't bring himself to care.

 

He felt another finger being pushed in his ass along with the first one. He felt slight tearing of his inside walls and the tears started to swell in his eyes. He didn't bother to hold them back. He knew he would be crying either way and he was pretty sure that Itachi did these things to him so that he could see, taste, and experience his tears so he didn't disappoint his nii-san.

 

Big droplets trailed from the corner of his eyes to slide down his temples and into his hairline. He tore his eyes away from the blood red ones as he stared hard at the ceiling. He still had the delicious teasing of Itachi's tongue against his pulsing erection, but as the third finger ripped into his hole causing blood to spill, he didn't feel the pleasure at all. He just felt pain and his soul was aching at the intensity of it.

 

Itachi was a professional at making him bleed. Sasuke had learned that his nii-san couldn't get off, unless they were both covered in the deep red substance. Sasuke screamed loudly as he started to sob hard. A fourth dry finger was forced past the bleeding ring of flesh that leads into his burning ass. He pleading looked down at Itachi, but his nii-san ignored him. Instead, the older Uchiha added suction to his withering erection. His cock jumped to attention at the pressure and he was fully hard again, pleasure mingling in with the pain.

 

His body shook from the intensity of his sobs. His strands of black hair starting to mat from getting soaked with his tears. He pressed his hips up, trying to get more of the luscious pleasure of the burning mouth, but away from the evil fingers. Itachi's hand that wasn't buried in his raw ass pressed down on his lower stomach, efficiently holding him still and making him take the pain with the pleasure.

 

“Stop…” Sasuke panted hard through the agony. “I can't take anymore.” He pleaded, more sobs echoing through the room.

 

Itachi's response was to work his thumb into the tight bleeding asshole. Sasuke screamed as his brother slammed his fist all the way inside his ass. He felt blood come gushing out as the walls were ripped so violently open. He knew that Itachi's fist was slicked with his blood, because as his brother moved it in and out of his ass it was smoother and fluid. It still didn't stop the anguish Sasuke was experiencing. He had never felt more broken in his whole life.

 

He had long lost his hard on and Itachi had moved back a while ago so that he could watch the way his bloody fist moved in and out of Sasuke's abused ass. Sasuke could feel the darkness starting to sweep over him. He wanted to fall into it so badly to escape the torture Itachi was inflicting on him. He had never expected his brother to be so atrocious. He was sorely mistaken. Itachi had long ago lost his humanity, maybe way before he even destroyed the clan.

 

He let his eyes close slowly, starting to sink into the nothingness. He was backhanded hard by Itachi, his eyes snapping back open to stare at the enraged red ones. Itachi leaned over him so their faces were inches apart. The older Uchiha leaned down and bit hard at the underside of his chin, making more tears fall as a chocked cry was pushed out his chest. He didn't want to be here anymore. He just wanted to die, especially as the fist continued to pound in his ass, scrapping at his raw bleeding walls. He just wanted to fade away into nothing.

 

“You will endure this for your aniki.” Itachi hissed harshly against his now blood covered chin. “You will stay awake through this and after I'm done fisting your ass, I'll make you feel really good.” Was the snapped promise against his flesh before his brother yanked the fist out of his hole and forced him on his stomach. “On your knees now.” Itachi spat the order off his tongue like he was disgusted with the words.

 

Sasuke couldn't get his lower body to move. He was so very weak from mass blood loss and this made him cry harder. He didn't want to piss Itachi off anymore then he already had. It would only make the torture worse on him, but he just could get his body to cooperate. He yelped when a hard arm was circled around his stomach making him rise to his knees. He buried his face in the pillow letting out a painful muffled scream as the fist was shoved back into his ass. He could tell that he had taken a lot of Itachi's flesh up to the start of the older man's forearm.

 

He was so disgusted in Itachi's actions, but he was even more disgusted with his own for allowing it to happen. He should have known better to give into his brother's sick twisted desire. He let the tears soak the pillow under him. He let his brother pound his ass with the tight fist. He let himself fall limp against the arm holding his hips up and he let himself despise himself the whole time, because he knew he would allow it to happen again.

 

 

Tell me what I want to say

Save me

For another day

Break me

It's the game you play

Hate me

As I turn away

 

 

He whimpered loudly as Itachi finally pulled his fist out of his bloodied ass hole. He had long ago stopped crying, his body starting to numb out from the loss of his life source. He was fading in and out of reality, his body starting to grow cold. He was flipped back over onto his back and Itachi stared down at him. He knew his eyes were glassy, but it wasn't from pleasure. Itachi had pushed him too hard this time. He really started to wonder if he was going to die.

 

He highly doubted it. No matter how sadistic Itachi was, he didn't think his brother would allow him to die. He had become Itachi's favorite pastime and he was almost convinced that Itachi wasn't ready to give him up as much as Sasuke wanted him too. He felt his sweat damp bangs being removed from his sweat and tear covered face. A soft kiss was placed on his lips and he wondered if he had imagined it.

 

“You've been a very good little whore.” Itachi purred against his trembling mouth. He wanted to respond to the comment but couldn't get his voice to function correctly. He only watched his brother's eyes. “Now I will pleasure you.”

 

Sasuke wanted to scream at him and tell him that he could take his pleasure and chock on it, but he couldn't. Instead he was slightly able to tilt his head into the fingers stroking almost lovingly at his cheek. He let his eyes closed as Itachi's hard heavy dick slid effortlessly into his ass. He vaguely thought how he and Itachi had yet to fuck like this before. He liked this position because he could look at his brother's gorgeous face as Itachi moved slowly in and out of his abused hole. He felt Itachi shift his hips and the next thrust landed directly against his prostate. A cry of pleasure erupted from his lips and his cock started to harden for the first time since Itachi had fisted him.

 

 

A boyish notion

A false emotion

These words are spoken

Despite my love

A fool's devotion

Set in motion

My eyes are open

 

 

Sasuke somehow was able to lift his arms with what little strength he had left and wrapped them along his nii-san's neck. He weakly fisted his hands in the long black strands of his brother's silky hair as he tried to move with Itachi's rhythm. No such luck. Instead he was forced to lay there and feel the older Uchiha's cock moving in and out of his stretched bleeding ass. He let his head fall to the side so that his bloody lips could touch lightly to Itachi's porcelain cheek in an attempt at a kiss.

 

“More… harder.” Sasuke weakly panted out as the pleasure started to swirl around in his head like a tornado.

 

This is why he allowed his brother to abuse him. This is why he needed it so badly. When Itachi was buried hilt deep in his ass, he felt so fucking good and so amazingly close to the one person he had wanted to love him from the very beginning. This is way he let his brother torture him to the point of death. No matter what Itachi put him through, this was always passionate. Itachi became human and Sasuke was the only one that had the privilege of seeing his brother drop his guard. He was the only one that got to see Itachi look so pathetic and beautiful.

 

This is why he would allow Itachi to continue to use him. He knew he was weak and being ridiculous, but he didn't care. He was forever broken and he was okay with that as long as he was broken in Itachi's arms. He could stand the pain and take what was forced upon him as long as it was his precious nii-san inflicting it. He needed Itachi like he needed air to breathe. Itachi was life its self as far as Sasuke was concerned and that's all that mattered in his book.

 

He felt a strong firm hand wrap around his now weeping erection and he hissed through his teeth at the pleasure that hit him in the back of his head like a freight train. His fingers tightened a little more and he was trembling hard as his orgasm started to pool and heat his stomach. The burning was forming in his balls as they tensed. His prostate was being hit over and over again by the blunt mushroom tip of Itachi's massive cock. Oh yeah, he was so fucking close to going over the edge and he wanted Itachi to go with him. He wanted to experience them coming together.

 

This was the closest they had ever come to making love and he knew he was getting sentimental. He couldn't help it though. He knew it would probably never be like this ever again between him and Itachi. He wanted to milk the moment for all that it was worth. He needed this for his own piece of mind, even if Itachi didn't feel it at all.

 

“I'm so close…” His voice came out harsh and scratchy. He cringed at the sound of it. “Cum with me… please… aniki.”

 

He expected some kind of pain to follow the request. He was pleasantly surprised when Itachi's hand sped up on his aching cock. He let a silent scream fall from his bloody lips as his orgasm rushed over him at a stunning pace. His vision went white and he was releasing stream after stream of pearly white substance between both their toned stomachs. He heard a chocked moan above him and he opened his eyes in time to see Itachi slip over the edge along with him.

 

He watched his brother's hooded eyes glaze over and those luscious lips part as ragged pants were released from his nii-san. He felt the dick inside his ass pulse a couple of times, unloading hot burning seed into it making the raw wounds sting painfully. It didn't phase him though, he was too caught up at how beautifully human his brother looked at the moment. Anyone else could have mistaken Itachi for a simple quiet young man. If only that was the truth of things.

 

 

It's a glass cage so I can't pretend (can't pretend)

You hide beneath the physical

I see it coming but I can't defend (can't defend)

You cut so deep

My belief is gone (x4)

My belief

 

 

Sasuke could feel darkness surround him. He was conscious but he couldn't see anything. He wondered if this was what it was like to die. He was pretty sure if it wasn't, it was pretty damn close. He felt his brother shifting next to him and incoherently wondered what the man was doing. He wanted to reach out to his aniki but still couldn't move his body.

 

He felt a blanket being put over him and then he was lifted by strong stable arms. He moaned or at least he thought he did as pain jolted through his body. He knew that Itachi was walking somewhere and he really hated the fact that he couldn't open his eyes… or maybe they were open. He couldn't tell because he was so weak.

 

“Don't die on me yet Sasuke.” Came the deep vibration of Itachi's voice. “I still have things planned for you.”

 

Sasuke wanted to respond, really he did. He just couldn't get anything to work. Instead, he let his cold body soak up as much heat that was radiating off his nii-san to try to warm his cold body. He felt Itachi lay him down on something hard and he winced as pain shot to his brain. He wanted to reach out and tell his aniki not to leave him, but couldn't.

 

“You will be fine now.”

 

The words were soft and made Sasuke's heart skip a beat. Was that compassion he heard in Itachi's voice? Once again he convinced himself that it was just his imagination. Itachi hadn't shown any emotion since they started this twisted relationship and he was sure that Itachi wouldn't start now. He finally felt his body start to let go and he was slipping into oblivion. His last thought was Itachi and then there was nothing.

 

 

It's a glass cage so I can't pretend (can't pretend)

You hide beneath the physical

I see it coming but I can't defend (can't defend)

You cut so deep

My belief is gone (x4)

My belief

 

 

 

TBC…

 

 

Kitty- Two more chapters to go and I'm done with this fic. I'm actually kind of happy and kind of sad where this is going. This is the most angst thing I've ever written in my life. But the idea popped into my head and I rolled with it. I'm going to try to finish this some time this week so I can get this off my list of things to do. I'm going to start on the next chapter and probably have it posted tomorrow then one more to go. YAY! I'm so happy. Anyway, tell me what you think. Ja Ne!