Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ The Prodigy ❯ Let The Competition Begin ( Chapter 31 )

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The Prodigy
Chapter 31
Let The Competition Begin
 
 
Sasuke woke the next morning feeling deliciously sore and well rested. Itachi was still sleeping soundly next to him. He couldn't stop himself from studying the sleeping man. Itachi looked so young and so beautiful laying there. Sasuke's heart clenched in his chest as a wave of emotion washed over him. He was finally back here with his niisan, in Itachi's bed where he belonged and it felt so good.
 
He never wanted to go through that again. The separation from his older brother had just about killed him and he didn't want to have to deal with it. The pain and loneliness was just too much for him. His heart wasn't strong enough to take too many of those dramatic blows. He was right where he belonged and this is where he needed to stay. Here, safe with Itachi, in this house with his lover and not with someone else who would never add up to what he had with his niisan.
 
He reached out brushing away one of the stray hairs that was obscuring his view from Itachi's handsome face. He couldn't even begin to understand how Itachi could look so much like an angel yet act so cold most of the time. Sasuke couldn't help but want him even more because of it though. The man was so amazing and just so… cool. Sasuke had always wanted to be noticed by his niisan and now here he was sharing a bed among other things with his most cherished person.
 
Itachi's brows creased as he slowly started to wake up. Those eyes fluttered open to expose dark almost black eyes, making Sasuke's heart jump in his chest then speed up frantically. Itachi looked so sexy as those eyes fully rested on Sasuke's face and a small smile tilted at the edges of his lips. He moved his head to the side as Sasuke pulled his hand back almost like he didn't feel worthy to touch something so precious as his niisan.
 
“Good morning otouto?” Itachi stated in a deep husky sleep laced voice.
 
Sasuke couldn't help the moan from vibrating up from his chest at the delicious sound of it and how it moved through his body making him hard instantly. Sometimes he really hated how Itachi didn't have to put any effort into making him melt. It was almost nerve racking and the smile that crossed his niisan's face told him that Itachi knew what he was thinking.
 
He signed in frustration and went to leave the bed but his niisan caught his hand, stopping him. He turned to look at Itachi questioningly but was met with burning lips. He opened immediately for his brother's deliciously moist tongue. Sasuke's body went weak and he fell on top of Itachi's as the older man threaded his hand into his otouto's short black hair. He tilted the boy's head to the side so that he could deepen the kiss, their tongues sliding smoothly along one another in an exotic dance.
 
When Itachi finally released him, Sasuke was panting for air and a little dazed. Itachi pushed him off and fluidly moved to get out of bed. He stretched and then moved to his dresser to pull out a pair of torn up jeans. Sasuke watched him as he lounged in the bed, admiring the way his niisan's body moved and flexed as he dressed.
 
“What do you feel like for breakfast?” Itachi asked not bothering to glance at Sasuke. He knew he had the boy's full attention by the way he could feel the eyes heating up his body. “Or we could skip breakfast and just go out for lunch.”
 
“Either way's fine with me.” Sasuke answered as he too, rose to go to his room to get dressed.
 
“We have a lot of things we have to do before tonight so make sure to get ready quickly.” Itachi ordered as he pulled a loose black shirt over his head.
 
Sasuke paused at the door to turn to face his niisan, curiously. He knew that tonight they would be going to the club but he didn't understand why they needed to prepare for that. His eyes narrowed in suspicious. He could just imagine that Itachi had some tricks up his sleeve. Whenever that happened, Sasuke was the one that suffered. He crossed his arms over his bare chest and subconsciously tapped his foot.
 
“What do you mean `things to do'?” Sasuke demanded.
 
Itachi just smiled and pushed past his brother to go to the kitchen. He wasn't going to tell Sasuke anything that was going on tonight until they got to the club. That way Sasuke didn't have a choice but to participate. He also knew Neji was going to be as reluctant on this as Sasuke, so he figured he might as well deal with both of their fits at once.
 
“Just go get dressed otouto.” Itachi stated and disappeared into the kitchen.
 
Sasuke frowned as he now stared at the empty hallway. What was Itachi planning? He had a feeling he wasn't going to like it. Damn Itachi. He should just tell his brother he wasn't doing anything until the man told him what was going on but Sasuke couldn't bring himself to do it, because he wanted to stay close to his niisan.
 
He mumbled something along the lines of `jackass' under his breath as he made his way to his room. He got dressed quickly and made his way out to the main room to track down his brother. Itachi was now sitting on the couch with a cup of coffee in his hands as he relaxed. The atmosphere was very laid back in the house. It was almost like him and his niisan had never fought to begin with and it was really nice.
 
Sasuke went into the kitchen to get his own cup of coffee then went back out to the living room and to take a seat next to his brother on the couch. They sat there for long minutes in compatible silence. Sasuke finally turned on the couch so that he was facing Itachi. His niisan glanced at him but didn't say anything.
 
“You've got something planned tonight don't you?” Sasuke asked.
 
“I always have something planned when it comes to my club. I have to keep it entertaining some how or no one will come.” Itachi stated, bored.
 
“That's not what I meant aniki and you know it.” Sasuke hissed his patience coming to an end.
 
“Don't worry about it.” Itachi told the boy as he flashed a glare in his direction.
 
“So you're not going to tell me?” Sasuke demanded of his aniki.
 
Itachi gave a sigh as a headache started to itch at the corner of his temples. He wasn't in the mood for this. He rose to his feet as he drained his cup. He started to the kitchen once more as he looked over his shoulder at his annoying brother.
 
“I will tell you everything when we get to the club tonight. Now lie off and finish your coffee so we can go.” Itachi responded and left the room.
 
Sasuke growled but did as he was told. He felt a heavy anticipation settle in the pit of his stomach and it wasn't the good kind. Itachi was planning something for sure and it had to do with him and that's what scared him the most. Anything dealing with him usually meant he wasn't going to agree with it. He thought about telling Itachi to shove it up his ass and he wasn't going, but then bit his lip. He knew he wouldn't do it. He wanted to be close to his brother and also he had already committed himself to this. He wouldn't back out, because it would be considered a weakness and he didn't want Itachi to think him weak.
 
 
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Neji paced the backroom. He was so anxious it wasn't even funny. What was Itachi thinking doing this to him? Plus Gaara was enjoying this too. The man had left early that morning to go shopping and refused to tell Neji where he was going, which only infuriated him even more. Gaara loved this and Neji hated it, yet there was absolutely nothing he could do about it. He wanted to scream but he refused too. He had more pride then that.
 
Gaara was currently in Itachi's private room in the club with Genma and Neji didn't approve. He knew the two of them were stewing up something for tonight's performance and didn't want him to know about it. Neji sneered as he practically threw himself down on a pillow. He didn't understand why everyone was out to get him. It was almost like they were all trying to humiliate him.
 
The door opened to the room Neji was in and Itachi glided in looking extremely sexy like always in his tight black leather pants and fishnet shirt. Neji had to wet his lips for they had instantly gone dry. How did Itachi do it? The man could be wearing anything from pajama pants to suits and he still looked fucking edible. The man just about gave Neji heart failure almost every time he was faced with the Prodigy.
 
Sasuke was following close behind his brother and Neji had to admit the boy looked delicious too. Something about the Uchiha blood that just seemed to produce the most sexiest guys on the face of the planet. Neji smiled though when Itachi reached for his little brother and Sasuke was forced to take off the coat.
 
Talk about humiliation. Sasuke was wearing a tight crop top shirt that had `slut' written across the chest and his belly was adored with a belly chain. The boy was also wearing the hottest G-string that Neji had ever laid eyes on. It was black and red just like the shirt he was wearing and it had two strings that went up over each hip. One black, one red. Sasuke was now sporting a healthy blush and Neji couldn't help himself from licking his lips again.
 
He was almost embarrassed by the fact that he now had a painfully hard cock and it wasn't from seeing Itachi. It was purely from taking in the sight of Sasuke. No wonder Itachi couldn't give the boy up. Sasuke looked absolutely delicious standing there with his hands together in front of him. There was a defiant look in his eye but the flush across the cheeks softened it a lot. Sasuke wouldn't look up at anyone. Instead he stared at the floor and it was the most innocent looking pose, that it had Neji panting hard.
 
“Like what you see, Koboshi?” Itachi purred suddenly standing next to him.
 
Neji flushed almost as brightly as Sasuke and looked away quickly. He couldn't believe that he had been practically drooling over Sasuke. The damn kid was supposed to be his rival and here he was with a painful dick, wondering just how Sasuke would be in bed. He scoffed as he rolled over on the pillows so that he was on his stomach.
 
“Not likely.” He growled even though he knew that Itachi knew he was lying.
 
“Where's Genma?” Itachi asked as he moved back toward Sasuke.
 
“Some where with my asshole of a boyfriend.” Neji muttered.
 
Itachi smiled at the embarrassed boy's back and then turned to face his otouto. Sasuke didn't look happy at all with the outfit that he chosen for him but Itachi could care less. He placed his finger under his otouto's chin, forcing Sasuke to look up at him. The boy's eyes flashed in anger but he held his tongue. Itachi leaned down planting a soft kiss on the corner of his baby brother's lips.
 
“Make yourself comfortable. I'm going to talk to Genma before we open.” He then turned away from Sasuke and made his way out the door.
 
Sasuke growled and continued to stand there for a long moment. When Itachi had handed him the clothes, he had almost killed him. He wanted to tear his brother's throat out for thinking that he was going to wear such clothing but of course Itachi won. Now, he stood here more mortified then he had ever been in his whole entire life and it was all his niisan's fault.
 
He glanced down at Neji. The boy hadn't moved from the spot of the floor and the air between them was extremely thick with tension. He was very uncomfortable with it and decided he would do the only thing he could do… break the awkward silence. He cleared his throat and looked down at his feet once more.
 
“Do you know what's going on around here?” He was happy that his voice was a lot steadier then he had thought it would be.
 
“Didn't Itachi tell you?” Neji spat.
 
“If he did do you think I would be asking you.” Sasuke countered now glaring at the boy.
 
Neji flipped back over so that he could stare at Sasuke. Neji's white eyes scanned the boy carefully before he actually laughed aloud. He rose to his feet and they were now standing a foot apart from one another. Sasuke's defenses slammed up at the sound of the other's laugh. He couldn't understand why Neji was being such an asshole to him but he wasn't going to just lie down and take it.
 
“That's rich. You and your brother are supposed to be an item, yet he doesn't tell you anything that's going on. Who would have thought that he would treat you so much like a pet even when you are in a relationship?” Neji answered with a chuckle.
 
Sasuke's eyes narrowed as he stared at the Hyuuga. He was officially irate and if Neji kept this up he wouldn't be held responsible for the shit he wanted to inflict on the smug bastard. It was really starting to piss him off how everyone knew what was going on around here except for him. Neji moved closer and Sasuke instinctively took a step back, which caused the other to raise an eyebrow at him.
 
“Just tell me what's going on here Neji.” Sasuke hissed out as he watched a wicked smile tilt at the corner of Neji's lips.
 
“Your brother has ordered a mini competition and you are the star.” Sasuke's face paled visibly as he digested the words.
 
“You mean that I'm performing in front of the club tonight?” Sasuke asked his voice barely above a whisper.
 
“You aren't as smart as everyone likes to give you credit for.” Neji said tiredly. “That's exactly what it means.”
 
“Who am I opposing?” Sasuke questioned.
 
“Me.” Neji said shortly and then crossed his arms. “Because you don't know how to be obedient, not only do you get punished but so do I.” Neji said heatedly.
 
Sasuke ignored him though. He was too caught up in his own thoughts. What was Itachi doing? Sasuke had thought that he wouldn't have to perform until the weekend of the competition. He wasn't ready for this. He didn't know if he could do it. He was starting to panic and feel shaky on his feet when a thought struck him. He turned to look up at Neji who was in turn still watching him.
 
“Is Itachi performing with both of us?” He asked carefully.
 
Neji's eyes hardened and then he was stalking toward Sasuke. The Uchiha held his ground even as he faced an irate Hyuuga. Neji's jaw twitched and Sasuke vaguely wondered what would piss the boy off so much that it would take all his self control not to lash out. Sasuke was now slightly looking upwards into Neji's eyes as the boy stopped inches from him.
 
“He's only performing with you.” Neji growled. “Instead of being with his actual pet he threw me off to my boyfriend, mind you, who has never been a Master before and took you on as his pet. He chose you over his actually pet that he has had for so long. Because of you I'm losing the best Master I've ever had and I'm being thrown to the dogs.” Neji almost yelled as he slammed both hands on the wall behind Sasuke.
 
Sasuke hadn't even realized that he had back up but somewhere during the older boy's rant he had ended up against the wall and now barricaded in by Neji's arms. Sasuke glared but would be lying if he said he wasn't a little uncomfortable. He tried to keep himself as steady as possible as he faced off with the Hyuuga.
 
“It's not my fault you weren't a good enough pet for Itachi.” Sasuke hissed between clenched teeth.
 
Neji's eyes narrowed and jaw tightened. Sasuke was convinced that the boy would have hit him if the door hadn't opened and Gaara hadn't entered the room. The red head took in the situation and his gaze darkened as he let infuriated eyes land on his lover. Neji seemed surprised and back away from Sasuke not saying anything.
 
“What is this about?” Gaara demanded.
 
“Just a friendly talk, nothing more.” Neji answered almost sheepishly.
 
“It didn't look it from where I was standing.” Gaara's voice was dripping with anger.
 
Neji was startled to say the least. He had never seen Gaara act like this. Okay he took that back. He had seen Gaara act like this to other people, but never to him. He was a little put off and more then a little scared that his lover would lash out at him. Sasuke didn't say anything, but Neji could see the smile threatening the corner of his lips and that made him irate. He didn't say anything about it though in fear of Gaara's wrath.
 
“It's not what you think.” Neji whispered. “I wouldn't have touched him.”
 
“No, I'm sure you wouldn't have, but I bet that you were degrading him and I won't be having any of that.” Gaara hissed with venom. “I'm sick of this attitude you've been throwing at everyone. Itachi is not yours, he never was. If you can't accept that fact then I have no choice but to end this between us.” Gaara declared then turned on his heel and walked back out the door.
 
Neji paled even more then his already light skin color at the words that left his lover's lips. Had Gaara really just given him an ultimatum? He couldn't believe it, but he wasn't also going to let this stand between them. He loved Gaara too much to let the red head just walk out of his life, so he did the only thing left to do and that was chase after his lover.
 
Sasuke watched Neji practically run from the room. He let out a breath that he hadn't even realized that he was holding and slumped fully against the wall. Well, that was certainly a very heated discussion. Sasuke thought to himself as he let his eyes close. He hadn't expected for Neji to be civil to him, but he also hadn't expected for him to act like that either. If it wasn't for Gaara, they would have been throwing punches and trying to kick each other's asses.
 
“Are you ready, otouto?” Came that deep sexy voice from the doorway that could only be Itachi's.
 
He let his eyes open so that he could stare at the man. Itachi raised an eyebrow in inquiry, but didn't question further. Sasuke only shook his head and pushed himself off the wall. He made his way over to his brother's side. Itachi lifted his chin, connecting the leash to the collar found there.
 
HeHHhhHe lH “I'm ready aniki.” Sasuke whispered as he stared up into Itachi's beautiful face.
 
“Let the fun begin.” Itachi spoke against his lips before taking them into a hard demanding kiss.
 
 
 
 
TBC….
 
 
Kitty- Sorry this took so long. I was out of commission for about a month. I was really really sick. But I should be back in the game. I know this chap wasn't very exciting but it leads into some hot competitive sex so it will all be worth it in the end. So I hope you all liked it. R & R!