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Saturday, September 22, 2007
*fangirl squee!!!* omg short but awesom yaoi fanfic!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
“Nii-san,” Sasuke’s voice croaked out in the darkness. His hands fumbled blindly, smacking against Itachi’s larger ones. Callused and scarred from training but still pale and white in the scarce light. Itachi’s fingertips felt so strange against his skin.
“Sasuke?” Itachi murmured thoughtfully, sitting up to meet his brother’s eyes. His hands were still, pressed gently and warm against Sasuke’s lower belly. Sasuke looked down from his brother’s black eyes to stare down at Itachi’s hands, spread just below his belly button. His nightshirt was scrunched uncomfortably around his neck and he frowned petulantly.
“Nii-san, what’re you—” he began, bumping his hands against his brother’s. He felt small. Ineffectual. More than just a little confused as Itachi dipped his head down to him. Sasuke could feel Itachi’s lips nudge carefully against the side of his face, almost into a smile but it faded quickly.
“Sasuke,” his brother interrupted him patiently. “Can you keep a secret?”
The boy huffed defensively, nearly offended. He crossed his arms over his chest and then uncrossed them when he saw Itachi was serious. Sasuke nodded fervently, trying to sit up to emphasize but Itachi pushed him quietly back down. Sasuke felt one of Itachi’s hands slip just under the waistband of his sleeping shorts and his voice cracked when he tried to speak.
“Yes, I can nii-san…” Sasuke stammered, feeling Itachi’s hand on him. There was a vaguely unpleasant jolt in the center of his chest, and he bit his lip. Itachi squeezed softly on his flesh and he trembled slightly. “For you I can keep a secret, but…it feels funny.”
“Keep this secret for me, little brother.” Itachi whispered, pressing his lips into the column of Sasuke’s throat. He was grateful for the darkness around them. “Keep this a secret. It would mean so much to me if you did.”
Eager to please, Sasuke nodded vigorously. His stomach felt funny and hot and his toes curled when Itachi touched him. He gripped his pillow when Itachi squeezed him a little too hard, determined not to make a sound. He could keep this a secret. It wasn’t a big deal. Especially if it meant so much to his brother.
“Thank you, Sasuke.” Itachi kissed his throat. “You’re a good little brother.”
Sasuke smiled in response. He could keep a secret.
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