In Your Heart

What Have You Done To Me?

After the realization of his love for Itachi, Sasuke tried his best to ignore him. He didn’t even eat with him that night. It was Sunday the next day and he woke up to a seemingly nice weather. Kakashi had called him to get ready; he had a shoot that day. After taking a shower and changing into casual clothes, he went to the kitchen and made himself breakfast; eggs, toast and coffee. While he was eating he heard footsteps.

“Shit, Itachi must have woken up.” He thought and panicked. It was because he had decided to leave the house early before Itachi woke up so he wouldn’t have to face him. In his panicked state he grabbed the car keys, left the breakfast half eaten and rushed out of the house. Once outside, he exhaled heavily, not knowing that he had been holding his breath all this time.

“I really have become a hopeless asshole.” He thought to himself. Just then he remembered that he had to call Kakashi. He dug his pockets for the phone but it wasn’t there.

“Aagh fuck, I forgot it inside.” He swore and kicked the car’s tire in frustration. After a few more kicks to the poor tire he calmed down a bit and convinced himself that his cell phone wasn’t that important but a part of him wanted to go inside, to see his Itachi.

“My Itachi? Great, now I sound like a fucking possessive lover.”  And yet again, he kicked the tire which didn’t quite help the racing of his heart and the heat rising up to his face.

After a few minutes of yes and no’s he finally decided to go inside. Taking slow steps he went back and stood in front of the door, holding the door knob, pondering whether he should open it or not when he heard the most melodious sound.

“No, I guess I’m hearing things.” Now without any hesitation, he turned the door knob, went inside real quick almost tripping. And there was the proof. Sasuke’s breath hitched in his throat and his heart skipped a beat.

Thump.

There Itachi was, freshly out of the shower, the water droplets sliding down his body. He was clad in nothing but a towel which hung dangerously low on his hips, hair free of the tie falling on his shoulders in a very arousing way. And what was more that he was laughing. Ah, that laugh was music to Sasuke’s ears. All in all Itachi looked sexy as hell. Sasuke’s was frozen in his place, his mouth dry,  heart beat going wild, face heating up and lower body already reacting.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

And to top it off Itachi who just realized that Sasuke was there smiled at him tugging a stray strand of hair behind his ear with his left hand as his right one was occupied by the cell phone.

Okay that so didn’t help the problem, which had become really unbearable at the moment in his nether regions. Sasuke was too much lost in his trance to notice that Itachi had finished his call and was heading towards Sasuke. He mentally thanked heavens that he was wearing baggy jeans and a long shirt that hid his raging boner quite well.

“Ah, Sasuke, didn’t you leave early?” Itachi asked standing in front of his younger brother looking at him, smiling and at that moment Sasuke couldn’t help but think that his aniki looked so cute as he had to crane up his neck a bit to look at him. Yes, Sasuke was definitely taller than Itachi. That was because all the years that they had been apart, puberty had done justice to Sasuke and he had grown quite tall, exactly 181 cms while Itachi was only 177 cms tall.

Sasuke’s mouth couldn’t form words correctly and Itachi, his Itachi, if he might add, with whom he was so hopelessly in love with, and who was the exact reason for the not so good problem he was supporting, standing so close wasn’t helping either. Ah, but of course it was the exact reason his voice cracked.

“Uh y-yeah I fo-forgot my phone I came b-back for it.” He said, stuttering badly and mentally kicking himself for it. He couldn’t even look at him after that. But his eyes betrayed him. He took in the image of Itachi. He wasn’t much muscular but lean and quite toned. Square shoulders, prominent collar bone, and slim waist, a beautiful set of six pack, slightly rounded hips and long slender arms and legs. His memorized every part of Itachi from head to toe which was visible and bit his bottom lip trying desperately to stop himself from jumping him. His gaze then fell on a lone droplet of water which fell from his hair onto his chest, sliding ever so slowly over his left peck then downwards disappearing beneath the towel.

“Aah, how I wish I could lick that droplet and then take that peck in my mouth and bi-.” Sasuke’s naughty thoughts were shattered when Itachi shook him by the shoulder.

“What nii-san?”

“Your mind seems to be occupied; you seem distracted a lot lately.”

“It’s your fault!”  

“Your face is red too; do you perhaps have a fever?”

“No, I’m just too turned on by your sexiness, nii-san.”

“Let me check.” With that, to Sasuke’s utter surprise, Itachi pulled him down the back of his neck and pressed his forehead against his own.

“Hmm, you do have a little fever.” Itachi said, his forehead still pressed against Sasuke’s.

“Too close, too close, too clooooose!”  Thinking that, he lost all control and pushed Itachi to the ground such that one of his knees was in between the older boy’s thighs and had both his wrists pinned to the ground.

“I-Itachi.” He said in a very husky voice and leaned in towards his face forgetting everything else. All the while Itachi was so confused that he just lay there; pinned beneath his little brother with wide eyes, unable to process the situation he was in. That was until he felt something hard poking at his thigh and he gasped realizing what it was when Sasuke moaned loudly. He looked up and was shocked to see the expression on his otouto’s face.

It was of pure lust.

When Sasuke’s face was just a centimeter away from Itachi’s he stopped and looked at his face. Itachi’s cheeks were slightly tinted a lovely shade of red, eyes closed and lips slightly parted. Seeing him like that Sasuke smiled. He finally leaned down and instead of his lips, kissed his cheek and got up releasing Itachi.

“Sorry about that nii-san, I’ve got to go Kakashi’s waiting for me at the studio and I’m already running late.”

Itachi had finally opened his eyes and looked at Sasuke, his face contorted in confusion.

“Huh?” was all he managed to say before he tried to get up but failed and it was because now a slight problem had occurred in Itachi’s lower region which was clearly visible. Sasuke’s eyes had grown to the size of saucepans upon seeing that.

“Nii-san is… hard?”

Itachi too realized this and quickly tried to hide it by closing his legs but it was too late. His face had now turned a crimson red. He was too embarrassed for words.

“A-ah t-this is n-nothing, you should g-go.”

“But nii-san your har-” before  Sasuke could state in clear words Itachi got up as quickly as he could and practically ran towards his room shutting the door loudly behind him. By that time Sasuke was fully hard. In his state of lust he too somehow made it to his room and jerked off to Itachi’s sexy image in his mind from a few moments ago.

After taking care of his problem he went to the kitchen grabbed his phone and stood there for a while putting a hand over his mouth, trying to stop the smile that was threatening to appear.

“Nii-sa- no, Itachi got hard because of me.” thinking that he happily grabbed his phone from the table and finally left the house already grinning like an idiot. He knew Kakashi would probably strangle him to death for being late. The eighteen missed calls were a proof. But he couldn’t care less because his mind was already occupied with the thoughts of a certain someone.

“What have you done to me?” Was all he could think on his way to the studio.

And he wasn’t the only one. Back in the apartment, from Itachi’s room one could hear his strangled cry when he came into his hand thinking the same thing.

“What have you done to me?” Itachi thought, looking at the white liquid covering his hand.