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The Prodigy

Chapter 26

Welcome To Hell

 

 

~*~*~*~*~* FLASHBACK ~*~*~*~*~*~

 

“Shisui!” Itachi cried out as he was tackled from behind by his older cousin.

 

“Shh, you like it.” The older Uchiha whispered in his ear as he added a light nip to the lobe for emphasis.

 

“Ugh.” Itachi moaned out as he instantly went hard. “Why are you so horny tonight?” Itachi managed to push out as his cousin's hands slid down his side making him shiver in response.

 

“Because I had to endure knowing that that fucking snake had his hands all over you because of the bet I lost and that pisses me off to no extend. Never again.” Shisui hissed as he pulled the younger Uchiha's face to the side and they fell into a heated kiss.

 

Itachi melted into his cousin, trying to erase the flavor of the snake off his tongue. He had been so upset when Shisui had told him that he had made such a deal with the one man that made Itachi uneasy. He was even angrier that Shisui had actually lost the bet and he was forced to suffer for it. What was his cousin thinking in the first place? How could he do such a thing to him?

 

He had been forced to spend two hours with Orochimaru and the man had been able to do anything he had wanted to him. Itachi had been forced to have sex with the man four times not counting the torture the other man had inflicted on him. Itachi remembered how he had told himself that he would hate Shisui for the rest of his life for subjecting him to this all because the man was so fucking prideful and thought that he could beat Orochimaru at his own game.

 

Itachi forgave him though. Shisui was the one person that Itachi just couldn't stay mad at. No matter what the older Uchiha did, he always ended up in the man's warm embrace sucking up the pleasure that was dotted on him in immense waves. Shisui was the only person that could bring Itachi to his knees.

 

There relationship had started when Itachi had been twelve. On his thirteenth birthday, Shisui had taken him for the weekend and that's when he was introduced into the club that Shisui and Genma had held in the basement of the restaurant. At first, he had been utterly horrified by the things that happened there, but after Shisui explained to him, what exactly the place was all about Itachi started to get curious.

 

He was surprised that people hadn't been shocked that such a young boy was in such a place, but Itachi didn't really look as if he was thirteen. He had always looked older then he was, so people had assumed that he was at least seventeen and didn't say much about it. He started to get more involved with Shisui and by the time he was fourteen, he was an active part in the club and officially Shisui's pet.

 

His name had also been Koneko. It was giving to him for the soul fact that he was younger then anyone else there. He soon started working part time at the restaurant when he wasn't at school or practicing the arts of a ninja. He soon realized that he was in love with his cousin and would do anything for the man. That year had been the best of his life, but by the end of it, it had taken a quick turn straight to hell.

 

Shisui pulled out of the kiss and let the boy roll over onto his back. They stared at each other in silence for a long time. Shisui randomly stroking the long black strands that Itachi prided himself in having. Shisui said that it made him look so beautiful and he wanted to make his cousin happy. He leaned into the touch.

 

“I'm so sorry Itachi. I should have never made such a stupid bet. I never wanted to have to put you through something so awful.” Shisui said quietly, pain lacing through his voice and tugging at Itachi's heart strings.

 

“It's okay. I'm okay. Don't beat yourself over it.” Itachi whispered as he let a finger touch the soft trembling lips of his cousin.

 

“I know, but I feel like a terrible Master. I should never let anyone take my pet from me. Especially, you. You are my most cherished and I wouldn't have been surprised if this ended what we had.”

 

“I won't let it.” Itachi whispered.

 

He leaned up and lightly kissed the lips of his curse and blessing. He would have suffered a hundred times over by Orochimaru's hands if it meant staying close to this man that had gave him the time of day and made him feel human, when all he felt like was a pawn for the clan.

 

“I love you.” Shisui muttered vehemently as Itachi pulled back.

 

That made the boy smile as he touched his lips lightly to the man's chin as he mouthed the words back to the man. Shisui smiled and then took him into a kiss that made his head spin and his heart race within his chest. This is how it should be, he thought to himself as his cousin efficiently rid him of his clothes.

 

This is how it was meant to be and no one could take this away from him. No matter what, Itachi would always have this man in his life and that's how it would stay or at least that's what he thought.

 

FLASH

 

Itachi hit the floor as pain ripped his heart to shreds and he let out a loud soul-penetrating scream as the tears slid down his cheeks. He had never felt this much pain in his whole entire life. Not when he broke his arm when he had miss calculated an attack and lost his footing falling out of the tree. In the process breaking the bones in his arm and dislocating his shoulder. This was so much worse. He didn't think he was going to survive it.

 

Genma had knelt down next to him and held him close as he too cried silent tears for the one man that had managed to make a difference in both of their lives, but never again. Shisui had been reported to have been killed instantly in a car accident. Genma and Itachi had both know that the older Uchiha had went to see Orochimaru that day. The man had summoned him to a meeting about the championships coming up in the club. Both of them suspected that the pale man had to have an active part in Shisui's death, but no one would listen to Itachi when he went to complain to his father.

 

They had said that all the evidence had lead to the fact that Shisui had lost control of the car, causing it to impact with a tree and instantly caught fire. Itachi knew that they didn't know for sure, because his cousin's body had been incinerated from the flames, so they never knew if the man had died before hand and it was an act of homicide or if Shisui actually died on impact. No one would ever know for sure.

 

Now all Itachi was left with was a deep-set emptiness that he couldn't seem to shake. He couldn't sleep at night; he never ate, and barely left his room. His family was growing really worried about him and nobody knew if he was going to be okay. Itachi didn't care though. He was too dead inside to give a damn about what anyone else thought.

 

The funeral happened four days later. His parents had told him that it would probably be the best idea if he didn't go. He only snapped his dark, dead, murderous eyes up at them and they back down. Sasuke watched him from the shadows too young to fully understand, yet extremely worried for his aniiki.

 

As soon as Itachi entered the funeral hall, the pain came rushing back. He stared at the end of the aisle and straight ahead at the picture in front of him. It was Shisui's graduation picture. Itachi remembered that day like it was yesterday. He had been teasing Shisui about looking like a lawyer with his hair slicked back and the suit pressed. Shisui had growled at him dragged the boy down to the floor and together they managed to ruin the suit and Shisui's hair.

 

He found his feet moving on their own accord. Before he realized it, he was in front of his cousin's picture and had a stream of tears sliding down his cheeks falling off his chin to cascade along the flowers lined up at the bottom. He couldn't stop the mental breakdown. Not caring who was watching or what they thought about it.

 

“Why did you go? Why did you have to leave me here all alone? You were the only thing good in my life! You were what I lived for! What I woke up every morning for! Why, Shisui? Why, leave me here broken and alone? WHY DO THIS TO ME?! I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME!” Itachi screamed as his sobs echoed off the deathly silent walls of the funeral hall.

 

He vaguely remembered being ushered out of the place, with his parents apologizing about his actions. He was taken to a side room and was left to be alone. He didn't remember how long he fell apart, sobs racking his body, but he clearly remembered Sasuke.

 

The boy had quietly entered the room, shutting the door silently behind him. He sat there leaning against the closed door watching his niisan for a long moment before cautiously moving forward to come further into the room. Itachi glanced at him, his insanity was slowly fading, tears still falling down his face, but he was starting to get a hold of himself.

 

“Aniiki?” Sasuke asked softly.

 

Itachi didn't say anything. He wanted to be left alone, but his brother was always oblivious when it came to his moods so he wasn't surprised when Sasuke knelt down in front of him. What did surprise him was when the boy leaned forward and started to softly kiss away his grief with soft pouty lips. Itachi stiffened for a second then let his body relax.

 

He wrapped his arms around his little brother's waist and pulled the nine-year-old boy into his lap. He held Sasuke like he would a teddy bear and broke down all over again. Sobbing hard in his baby brother's chest as Sasuke slowly ran his hands through his long hair in comforting motions. They stayed like that for a long time. Itachi not caring how long it was just knowing that this was the last time he would ever allow himself this kind of comfort so he let it continue until they were interrupted by Genma coming into the room.

 

Itachi pulled away, following Genma to the main room were his parents and Shisui's parents were. There was an elder man in a business suit sitting behind the desk with an envelope in his hand. Genma sat down lightly tugging Itachi's sleeve to make him do so.

 

Suddenly the doors to the room opened and in came the one man Itachi hated with every fiber of his being. He went to face the man, but a tight grip on his forearm stopped him. He turned Sharingan eyes on to Genma ready to rip him a new asshole. He stopped short when he noticed the hard look the older man was sending Orochimaru's way.

 

“It's not the time or place Itachi.” Genma whispered to him trying to contain his own infuriation at seeing the snake.

 

“Sorry I'm late.” Orochimaru said passing a knowing smile at Genma and a wink at Itachi.

 

“What are you doing here, Orochimaru?” Genma spat.

 

“I called him.” The man behind the desk answered the animosity. Everyone fell silent in shock at the comment. Why would Shisui have put Orochimaru in his will? That didn't make any sense. Itachi glanced up at Genma confused, but it looked as if the man was just as baffled as him on the information. “I gathered you all hear today so that we could go over Shisui's will. I know it seems really soon and I know that you all are still mourning, but it was Shisui's direct order to tell you what is expected on this paper. Therefore, I feel I need to respect his wishes. I'm sure you all agree.” There was faint nods in understanding, but everyone remained silent.

 

The man started reading through the will. Everyone took it in quietly. Sasuke had entered the room. He made his way forward and lightly tugged on Itachi's sleeve. Itachi was dragged away from his nothingness and looked down at the disturbance. When he saw his brother's big dark pools of concern and love, he couldn't help but scoop the boy up into his arms, bring him to rest on his lap. Sasuke instantly curled into his chest, holding him tightly. Itachi only allowed it, because he needed it just as much as Sasuke did.

 

“Itachi.” At his name, the boy looked up. “It says here that Shisui has entrusted his part ownership of the restaurant to you. He wants you to co-run it with Genma.” Itachi looked shocked. At fourteen years, he was expected to take over a full-blown business, a very rich business. Shisui's restaurant was one of the biggest main attractions in Tanzaku. Why was Shisui leaving it too him? He was still too young. “It also says here to tell both Itachi and Orochimaru that under any circumstances Orochimaru isn't allowed to buy, take, or co-own the restaurant.”

 

The look that came over the pale man's face was one of pure fury. Itachi couldn't help the overwhelming urge to laugh. Even in death, Shisui had managed to shot down the snake. It was official now that as long as the restaurant was under the control of any Uchiha Orochimaru would have no access to having it. Itachi couldn't help the first smile in almost five days that touch his lips. Now he knew why Shisui had entrusted the restaurant to him. He would never let the other man have any kind of hold on it, even if it meant his life in the process.

 

Orochimaru rose to his feet and stalked out of the room, looking like he was going to murder someone. Itachi followed the man's every move until he had disappeared out of sight. He then turned to Genm, their eyes met and held.

 

“I don't trust him.” He whispered.

 

Genma nodded his understanding, but didn't respond. Itachi sat there for a long moment. He was convinced that the pale man had something to do with Shisui's death. The reaction about not being able to get his hands on the restaurant was proof enough for Itachi, even if everyone else was oblivious to this fact.

 

They were excused from the meeting and Itachi pushed Sasuke carefully off his lap, sending the boy home with his parents. Genma went to talk to Shisui's lawyer and Itachi exited the room set on waiting for Genma to reappear. He walked down the hall a ways, heading toward the kitchen to get something to drink. He was so dehydrated from all the crying he had done earlier that he needed something.

 

He never made it though for he was dragged into a dark room by an unknown person. Being caught off guard, he gritted his teeth in pain when he was slammed up against a wall and a hard body pressed into him from behind. He struggled against his captor, but the person had a strong hold on him and he couldn't move.

 

“Yes, struggle Itachi. I always love it when they put up a fight.” Orochimaru hissed into his ear.

 

He felt a dead calm slide over his body as he let his limbs relax, not wanting to give the man assaulting him the pleasure. Orochimaru kissed the back of his neck and his shivered in repulsion as he let his eyes fall closed. Unwanted memories of the one night he had with the pale man came flying back into his mind, making him sick to his stomach.

 

“I may not be able to have the club now, thanks to your prosperous asshole of a cousin, but I will have you Itachi. When I do, it will be my greatest victory yet.” The man leaned further in so he could nip at his chin. “And no matter what you do, I will manage to rip any thing and every thing away from you until you do surrender to me. I was born to be your Master and you were made to be my pet. Remember that little Uchiha.” With those words, Orochimaru slammed his face hard into the wall making pain explode through out his head and blood gushing out his nose.

 

Still Itachi didn't cry out. Instead, he hardened his heart and locked away all his emotion. He felt the older man move away from him and his legs gave out from under him making him fall down to the carpet. His vision swam as he tried to stay conscious, but the pain had caused his head to pound ferociously and he was on the brink of slipping into darkness. He decided not to fight it.

 

“Until we meet again, little Uchiha.” Was the last thing Itachi heard before he let the sweet oblivion take him over.

 

FLASH

 

Itachi woke up to Genma's concerned voice. He let his eyes slowly flutter open. He was still laying where he had past out, but his head was now cradled in the older man's lap. Genma was carefully wiping away the dried blood on his face from his nose. Itachi cringed as the man ran the warm wet clothe a long a tender spot.

 

“Sorry, but we need to get you cleaned up. You look like hell.”

 

“Thanks.” Itachi groaned out.

 

“Who did this to you?” Genma asked with the concern back in his voice.

 

“Who do you think?” Itachi growled out as he sat up carefully, groaning at the slight pain in his head it caused to perform such an action.

 

“That fucking bastard. I hate that man so much.”

 

“That makes two of us.” Itachi spat on to the carpet next to him. Apparently, he had bitten his tongue somewhere along the line of getting his face planted into the wall, because he had the taste of copper in his mouth and his saliva was red. He wiped the back of his hand over his mouth, realizing his lip was swollen. “I think I hate him more though.” Itachi hissed at the pain from his said lip.

 

“Let's get you home.” Genma said rising to his feet and then helping Itachi to his.

 

“I don't want to go home.” Itachi whispered, grabbing a hold of Genma when the man went to move away.

 

The man watched him for a long minute and Itachi knew that the man realized what he was implying. He wouldn't have been surprised if Genma told him no. He wouldn't have even been surprised if the older man would have pushed him away in disgust. What did surprise him was Genma wrapping a loose arm around his waist and pulled him into a soft kiss. He responded immediately needed this kind of comfort and glad that the other would give it to him without asking for anything in return.

 

When they pulled away from each other, Genma gave him a soft smile. He pulled Itachi close to his chest and the young Uchiha let him. He stayed there, feeling nothing. No anger, pain, frustration, or even sexual tension. He felt numb. He didn't even feel as if he was human. He didn't care though, because as long as he was emotionless that meant that he would survive and Orochimaru wouldn't be able to take anything away from him, because he wouldn't have anything he cared enough to take.

 

That's how Itachi had stayed. He had many pets and became one of the hottest, talented Masters in the S&M scene and yet had nothing he held close. He put all his time and energy into making sure the restaurant ran smoothly, while appeasing his fans along with his sexual appetite, but never once getting attached to anyone. Except for Genma, but that situation Orochimaru couldn't touch.

 

~*~*~*~*~*~*~ End Of Flashback ~*~*~*~*~*~*~

 

Now was different. He loved Sasuke. This was his brother and his lover. Orochimaru would take the boy away from him in a heartbeat if it meant getting one up on Itachi. He couldn't allow that though. He had lived his whole life in fear of this moment. Of losing the most important thing to him all over again. No, he wasn't going to allow it this time. This was the last game he was going to play with the snake and he would be victorious with his brother at his side.

 

 

TBC….

 

 

KITTY- Wow, I'm exhausted. It's almost three in the morning and I managed to produce two of the most suspenseful chapters in my writing history. So here you guys are. I really hope you like them and I will try to post one more tomorrow before I leave to go to my concert, but no promises.