Thread: l l Â» l - - - U C H I H A C E S T; { MINA & MROW }

He was surprised that Sasuke didn't show much of a reaction when he branded him. Then again, Itachi was pretty stoic in the sense that he was numb altogether. Pain didn't affect him anymore, and it might have been some heredity trait that Sasuke inherited to have him so immune to feeling that horrible sting. Or maybe he did feel it as harshly as normal people, but kept himself from crying out or squirming to preserve his pride. For his skill of endurance, Itachi felt the need to reward his little brother, but at the same time, he didn't want to let him go off the hook so easily. But he was, after all, his brother. If he was his actual lover or a person who wasn't connected by special blood to him, he wouldn't have hesitated to make his life a living hell. But, unfortunately, he needed to show mercy in this case. Sasuke was branded and pierced, and Itachi already destroyed his state of thought by also shattering Sasuke's hardened carapace. Sasuke was undoubtedly a submissive when around him, and it showed so obviously in scenarios such as this. His otoutou already suffered with a physical and mental beating today, and Itachi hoped that he learned his lesson enough for him to remember it in the future. Itachi carefully undid the leather accessory that was sloppily tied around his neck, using little to no effort to hoist the younger boy in his arms. Just like when he was merely in his pre-teen years tending after a small child, Itachi carried him over towards the master bedroom and gingerly laid him down on the lavish sheets. To Sasuke's sore joints, the goose-feathers would almost seem like clouds underneath his weary body. Now that his little brother endured his consequences, it was time for a bit of rewarding on his end. After all, Itachi was sort of bi-polar. When he was furious and frustrated, he couldn't see anything but red. But once his anger evaporated, he was able to act like a protective normal older sibling. The only excuse for his slightly odd personality was that of stress, probably. But who really cared when Sasuke seemed to like both sides equally ? Have you learned something today, Sasuke ? he asked rather calmly, scooping a bit of cooling cream from a small container. He dabbed the white substance on the browning marks, smearing it around the scar to rid of the searing after-pain. The piercing couldn't be helped. But in a few minutes, it wouldn't hurt so much. All he could do was disinfect it with alcohol, and Itachi did just that, using a gauze to expertly clean his punctured nipple. The teenager felt satisfied upon seeing his brother literally marked with his sick idea of ownership sealing. He left his naked as he ran his entire body over to search for any of the nasty signs that the old man left behind on his little encounter with his brother. There were several bruises and scratches, and Itachi's throat rumbled with a low growl when he came across each consecutive wound, muttering something incoherent about the bastard leaving his demented markings on his property ... If you've learned your lesson, I want you to sleep. I also don't want for you to stay here. After what happened today, it's caused me to change my mind about keeping you in this neighborhood. he murmured, brushing a stray strand of the other's hair away from his forehead to reveal his extremely handsome face. Don't care if you stay with Naruto or Kakashi. I just want you to get the hell out of here. he shook his head, obviously sounding as if he was really displeased with today's events, ... I shouldn't have brought you along. And was Itachi actually apologizing ? In the end, he did feel sorry for Sasuke. He now realized that the kid's intentions were good. The bastard was actually persuasive in a sense, so it made sense for his little brother to fall for that dirty scheme. He wasn't there to rescue him in time, and he'd been so blind to the other's helpless little pleas to come and save him. He felt so ashamed. He ran his fingertips over the light marks that showed on Sasuke's pale body, flinching and wincing at each one he came across. They weren't his doing, and that's what made him even more angrier. I'm ... sorry, Sasuke ... I couldn't save you from that bastard. Left you there all alone with him. Came too late ... Your nii-san was too deaf to hear you screaming, he whispered, planting a kiss to the other's forehead. He switched off the lamp.