Title: The fall in the darkness
Subtitles: Please, please catch 'me on ...
Genre: Drama
Warning: Unhappiness, tragedy, fear, Darkfic, Lime, Limone
Pairings: many hints, but not really real
Content: the loneliness in his heart; which, since Itachi's death to a wounded, roaring monster had grown up, was bad enough. All alone, he had reason to be. As he moved from Madaras society.
Comment: This OneShot has attacked me suddenly. Now, not so much, I wanted to write it, but I'm waiting for the right mood for it, so the completion cost me a little time. It is not every day in the mood to find out would be one of the end of the world does not matter. Which deals mainly with the shoals of Sasuke's tortured soul. By the way: the 'people side' are only mentioned and not even occur, namely because both are dead * sniff *... Oh, and: because we (still) do not know how Madara under his mask looks like we'll assume that the "eternal Sharingan" Madaras has kept at that time the appearance * harhar * ...
inspiration and support during the difficult hours, the song "The Last Night" by Skillet. Just as Falco's "Out of the Dark" when I came to the Lemon.
enjoy reading manga
crack
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it again one of the rainy nights that Sasuke was not allowed to sleep. The rain beat ceaselessly against the roof and windows. The drops were shining as she ran to the window shut. The only light behind it began before the absolute darkness. The nights here were dark, cold and wet as Sasuke had learned quickly. He suppressed a sigh and pulled his blanket higher to get rid of the showers, which he ran with discomfort on the back. It was just too cold. Most of all he would have stood up and made a fire in the fireplace, which was embedded somewhere on the other side of the room into the wall, but Sasuke had learned in the first night that the moisture from the outside by the walls and moved the wood was therefore never properly dry. On the smoke that was then burning, he could do without. The one time
had given her.
But it did not change its position. He would not sleep and Sasuke refused to meditate again to sleep, forcing his mind to rest as he had done it all last time. Since he arrived
in Kirigakure.
sat frustrated on Sasuke and struck in his pillow. He was God knows sparse institutions from Oto used, but the here proposed to the draft from the floor. How could the people survive here if you had the feeling to live legally in a constant-filled bathtub? Inwardly Sasuke asked whether he would get up and pick up an extra blanket should. He froze to death here. After a while he decided he did not have much choice. Freezing to lie awake was worse than to have nightmares during sleep.
on which he had got used namely, stated Sasuke as he struck the blanket aside and got up. In Konoha him everything was reminiscent of earlier and more often he awoke screaming. Or, in the belief that his family was still alive, so real were his Dreams have been. Back then they were a pain now, it was only half as bad, since given way to his murdered family was bloody battles he had fought for Orochimaru or where he had had to look. Against the cries of Kabutos laboratory or dismembered bodies, which rose up like mountains, if Orochimaru once again a 'cleansing' passed by, the Uchiha massacre was nothing. He had seen the faces of his dead parents no longer, since he had become accustomed to the cries for help of patients Kabutos death ending never wanted. Under the ground in the hiding of Orochimaru, there was neither day nor night, so slept you when you were tired. Sounds very quickly learned to hide, especially in the hard training, which he himself had undergone.
At these times he was so called, that he had not made it even more often to put on other things. A habit which he had almost given up entirely. It was simply not practical to dress in no time something when Orochimaru urgently demanded his presence. Here he was, however, a long workout pants and a shirt, because he would otherwise be frozen. Miss Courageous Sasuke opened the cupboard, which contained his few things. Madara had said that they would not stay long in this hut. They had only a few things done before Madara return to Kirigakure and back again into the business would botch the Mizukage.
Sasuke there was not, but he was curious indeed. He did not know much about Kirigakure because it was one of the few countries where Orochimaru had had no place to hide. All the other Shinobi Nations, he had met since Otogakure did not consist of a concentrated, easy-to-find town, but from a variety of distributed hiding, who were mostly related to underground and damn heavy.
However now each of them Sasuke would have been better than this little island, to the reign of Kirigakure belonged, but was largely uninhabited. But it was from here very quickly reach the mainland or Kirigakure, if you wanted. An ideal place for someone like Madara. The man was brilliant, had to admit that Sasuke and he saw why Itachi had admired him. But he could not establish at least a little domesticated? Or had it for almost a hundred years no feeling when it came to heat and cold? Maybe not.
Sasuke angrily flung the closet door again, because he had had to discover that the second blanket, which he recently saw in the closet had, which had been that he had used to extinguish the damn fire to reduce the acrid smoke.
/ shit ... / thought Sasuke just turned and stared thoughtfully assisted hands out the window.
Even less choice than before. Although the bed was more inviting than the cold hut, but because he knew that he would not be able to sleep, he had to find another blanket. In a pinch, Sasuke decided he would simply his Akatsuki cloak . Use The thing was practical, as if he had ever thought possible.
/ If only those clouds were not. /
with whom he had not yet resigned. But he fathom the reason for their existence would still have eventually had to be practical even gifted brother accepted them and they had to have some irrefutable practical reason. Because otherwise Itachi would certainly not such a bright distinguishing his Shinobikleidung tolerated. At least Sasuke
hoped that, because the alternative is that Madara had forced his pupils the clothing, he did not like much. He quietly opened his bedroom door to make considered a sound. Then it occurred to him that the patter of rain was too loud, that he has not had to be careful until he made noise around. Madara because he did not actually meet now. Short undecided Sasuke stood in the great room, the living room, dining area and kitchen also represented. Further back in the hut, Madaras was room. In between was the only bathroom. There was not much, but it was enough for two people and Uchiha as they needed a personal device. They were satisfied with the bare essentials.
/ Maybe that's why Itachi stayed with Madara, despite their obvious different opinions. Another Uchiha as a roommate is just the most pleasant. /
Even Sasuke had to learn that despite their different objectives very well could live peacefully side by side. Otherwise he would have been mad at Orochimaru. But the habits had annoyed him, but this was nothing compared to Konoha. This village exceeded its annoying inhabitants everything that could endure a born Uchiha maximum. He had experienced it firsthand. The month with Kakashi was cruel and only because of the training and the upcoming Chunin exam was to be survived. Not to mention Naruto and Sakura, who had their joint missions also always lived out their quirks down to the fullest.
/ Only an Uchiha can understand another Uchiha ... really. As what seems to be true to it. /
Sasuke did not care to make a light. He saw enough in the dark. Candlelight might have woken Madara and Sasuke wanted his relatives, added very distant relatives, not to explain, what he did here. Because Sasuke still was not quite sure how he stood to Madara. On the one hand, Madara had watched as Itachi had sacrificed for him. On the other hand, it was Itachi's request and not guaranteed to bring about his plan was.
/ Dummer Aniki / thought and felt Sasuke as a single tear trickled down his cheek. / dies easily, leaving me and leaves me to decide whether I should kill Madara or support it. /
revenge on Konoha Madara or punish him for his selfishness. Both deserve it, but he had to choose. Released, he could not do both and went not. Because otherwise he would end up alone and before that it was breaking him since childhood the most.
The last living Uchiha to be.
a twitching pain could drive together Sasuke. He had entered with his bare foot against a chair leg. His toe thanked him for it. Sasuke silently cursing hobbled to where was the kitchen. He could endure the pain, even when it hurts damn did, but he wanted to see if it had broken his toe. As much as he loathed even Kabuto, who had Medi-nin him the health benefits is a top priority of a fighter gives his stamp.
He could not reach his goal if he was dead or incapacitated.
was so easy thing. But Sasuke hated it when Kabuto was right.
"Where is this damn candle?" Sasuke grumbled and shook as he stepped from the bare wooden floor on the cold tiles, which framed the kitchen.
amazing Sasuke quickly took the candle, matches, he decided not only to the light and lit with his chakra. Such a spark, he could create in his fingertips. For this he needed no Katon no Jutsu.
Sasuke placed the lighted candle on a stool, standing in a corner, his aching foot was right next to him gently and began to scan. He knew too well that these everyday injuries were more likely than to be slashed in battle. For in the battle he was vigilant and calculated every step. Here, in the middle of the night in the rain in a dark hut, he did not reckon with enemies and certainly not with a hostile chair. Facilitates found Sasuke, that the toe was at most dislocated and took his foot off the stool. He grabbed the candle and placed it on the sideboard. Another blanket he would find probably will not anyway, but a hot tea would do. After some digging in the closet Sasuke took the bag of herbs.
/ That was to be expected, yes. No decent bedding, but tea in all forms and variations. /
So Madara was also one of those people hated the finished Aufbrühtee in the 20 pack. What else would he even do not need to be expected. Expertly handles Sasuke looked for the tea kettle and began to fill with water. While he was on one side with a very small ball of fire warming up, Sasuke grinds the herbs to give it to the water added. In his
Sasuke felt inside, as time progressed, but that did not matter to him. It was not so late as this would be sleeping not too expensive. He just wanted to go to bed and sleep at last, to escape the horrible unpleasant cold. Which, as it emanated from his heart, his bare feet.
"What spirit here until around the middle of the night?" Asked suddenly Madara behind him.
Sasuke did not turn around. Although he had not heard the long-haired, but he felt it early enough to not scare and to strike.
"Can not sleep," mumbled Sasuke curtly and slightly defiant.
For he knew that at least Madara had slept. But as a - former - Mizukage had to be used even the weather. Sasuke had grown up in the warm Konoha and Oto was also always been dry. Ideal for him because he hated the rain. It reminded him too much of the day when he was alone awake in the hospital.
"The cold" asked softly Madara and Sasuke felt Madara put his strong arms around Sasuke's hips to hug him from behind.
Sasuke had never considered weak, but in contrast to a large stature Madaras Sasuke noticed the difference, but it slipped out that he was not yet fully grown. Madara was almost a head taller than him, so he had to bend down to put his chin on Sasuke's shoulder can.
"Yes," said Sasuke melancholy and paid no attention to the idea that he might look weak.
It was late and it was too cold, as if this were important to him now. Perhaps it was this indifference, Responding did not let him, when Madara is closer from behind pressed close to him and hug moved before he then with one hand the kettle from the stove was.
"That's what I had to get used too," he said distracting. "The first time it's horrible, but at some point it does not really affect any more. And when we reach Kirigakure, we also have better beds. "
Sasuke nodded. Kirigakure seemed so far away. Now there was only the sound of rain, the darkness and Madaras warm body behind him.
"Hm," was Sasuke, without thereby really express something to do.
only a sign that he was still alive, because as absent as he was, it would not have surprised him if his heart had stopped beating. It did not seem real that he was here now. Since his faith was passed from right and wrong to break, he sometimes felt like he was floating in the void. Then it always needed someone like Madara to get him to move on and get back to the earth.
Sasuke hated yourself a little for it, but he trusted Madara. Even if a small part of him said that this might not be wise, rather unreasonable would be. But since when he heard the voice of reason? Never, when it came to his family. In relation to Orochimaru he had been careful. But with Madara? No, he did not care if Madara wanted to use it for any plan. The main thing he would feel in this horrible rain alone. The loneliness in his heart, which had grown since Itachi's death to a wounded, roaring monster was bad enough. All alone, he had reason to be. As he moved from Madaras society.
"Sasuke," Madara said he heard his name. Slowly he was
of Madara turned around so that Sasuke stared straight ahead Madaras neck. He did not lift his head and Madara to show what he had just made a face. That's why he let his head hang, to hide his misery. But Madara wanted him did not appear to be left alone, he gently laid his large hand on Sasuke cheek and stroked it gently.
Madara Sasuke stared in silence, he did not want to force you to look at him. He had to wait for Sasuke to come from him alone would, but he was experienced enough that this was a good opportunity to finally catch the younger Uchiha.
/ It would be tragic if he loses himself to the darkness. In return, Itachi has not been sacrificed. /
Madara waited until he felt that Sasuke's silence was uncomfortable. Madaras arms lay still on Sasuke's shoulders.
"...", I started to Sasuke. Madara, I ... "
Sasuke lifted his head and despite the darkness he could see his melancholy face. Madara could feel through his hands, like Sasuke's chest shook at trying to keep himself under control and how the chakra vibrated by the suppressed emotions. Trembling lips formed silent words, without which they made sense. He had no idea how much Sasuke was on his mind and what would come of it first to the surface.
Sasuke's eyes, said back and forth between the normal state and the Sharingan and fro, Madara, that they needed help. Now and then the vortex blurred in the eyes and strained to the tips of the Mangekyou Sharingan Sasuke's strange represented. As interesting as their shape and their skills were, it Madara again proved only that her eyes really based on guilt, sacrifice and power. However, those eyes, damn whether or not to cry, could. He himself had not done it for years, had been up to the day when Itachi still and dead in front of him. His only pupil had him means a lot. Also Itachi himself had wept tears, shortly after learning that he would not live long enough to see how his little brother reached the adult age.
The disease that Itachi had taken lung was a result of the untimely Ninja-existence have been. Such a small body, like Itachi had him in his early youth had always been able, with hard fighting, permanent loss of blood and terrible weather suddenly be done. It was a shame that Itachi had died from the result of never really healed pneumonia. Because Madara knew one thing for sure. As much as Itachi also resisted other hand, had, had the same dominion over the world or the destruction means that it could be combined with Sasuke, then Itachi would have helped him without hesitation.
"Fate has not allowed you to be together, Sasuke!" Said Madara and Sasuke confessed to the fact that he had not been that Itachi had given the death. "He was ill and nothing better than anything else he wanted you to get ... what you want. "
The last phrase was a little unhappy, but unlike Madara could not express it. Itachi had stuck to his plan, because otherwise everything else would have been in vain. The death of their parents, the betrayal and the long separation from Sasuke.
"I want him back," Sasuke whispered desperately into the darkness and threw herself now in Madara's arms. Everything was dearer to him than to be alone again have to suffer Itachi's death. "I want him back," insisted Sasuke Madara desperate and it nearly tore his own innards.
If he had had the power, he would Izuna returned, rather than have the Sharingan of the third stage. He never wanted to be in position to admit the need that he nothing I could do nothing.
"Sorry, Sasuke, Madara whispered barely audible. "No Jutsu in the world can the dead back to life. Not even Orochimaru could do that, even if his Jutsu of Kuchiyose. Edo Tensei was really impressive, "
Sasuke twitched briefly with the mouth. It was probably kind to Madaras To say that Sasuke should do nothing stupid. was perhaps the warning was not entirely unjustified, since Sasuke had learned the Jutsu, recall that with the help of victims living spirits of the dead and use them in a body. Like so many other jutsu also, although many of them, Sasuke were much too complex to apply it, if he could achieve with simpler means.
"You should not mind your brother in a worthless shell lock, Sasuke," continued Madara. "He did not deserve to let him rest in peace!"
Sasuke nodded silent while his Madaras expressed face to chest. He felt lost and only they embrace it seemed like to hold down to fall into the abyss.
"I do not want to think of it," said Sasuke in a feeble voice, "I do not like to think that I'm to blame for his death. If I had not been so selfish ... "
... then he would still be alive! Madara knew too well the thoughts that Sasuke whirled around in my head. He had then committed the same mistake.
/ Izuna ... / prayed to his dead twin brother, Madara, / I wish you were here. You knew what would I say now to relieve pain Sasuke. /
The loss of his brother was, after all these years, not so fresh, but Madara could still well to remember not to know what Sasuke felt now.
"We were left alone in this world, Sasuke," said Madara saw and now Sasuke to him. Traces of tears recorded the face. "I can not bring Itachi back, but I can ... make you forget the pain for a while."
Madara took no real confirmation that your eyes were enough to know that Sasuke had now done everything to numb the pain for a while.
reached after careful Madara Sasuke's hair line and put his hand on his neck as he soft his lips to the left of Sasuke clash. Sasuke responded immediately when he opened his mouth and tried to drown his grief in the contact. All was dearer to him than to be alone. In desperation, Madara and Sasuke clung to his hands buried in his mane of hair. He was looking for was ... more contact. The sex did not care to know, but that was a different person next to him there was now important.
"Do not leave me alone ...", whispered Sasuke between two kisses into the darkness, but he was not sure if Madara had seen it. The
him back now conducted in his bedroom. Sasuke did not care, but now let his hands go over the edge of the yukata, the Madara had probably worn for sleeping. He could feel the muscles underneath, soft and hard at the same time. He did not care whether Madara had been here many times before. He was not inexperienced. Anonymous sex in the dark was in Oto been nothing special.
They saw and heard nothing, the thick walls swallowed every cry, every groan and the hallways were always as extinct under the earth, nothing other than the father of the burning flares from the fact that life here was.
But now Sasuke heard his own moan as Madara grabbed him and pushed through the door. Their bodies were now firmly pressed against each other for the first time broke their long series of kisses. Sasuke put his head back, as Madara with his tongue ran along his neck. At the same time he began the T-shirt to point out that Sasuke was wearing. The hands that had already killed so many people seemed to hesitate for a moment, as they glided over Sasuke's stomach and then vorarbeiteten to his chest. They drove across the white skin and brushed his nipples while they were lifting the shirt on. Slowly it moved over Madara Sasuke's head, but not without disrupting the body contact. Sasuke shuddered and pressed against Madara's hands. They had now reached the edge of the bed, Sasuke feel the seedy wood on his calves. However, he stood there and waited in letting himself fall back.
Now Madara Sasuke forced to raise their arms and take off his T-shirt. It dealt with it surprisingly gentle. It was not the wild tear down of clothes, like impatient lovers did. No, this was different. Sasuke was aware that not even attempt to pretend they were just something in the way we would have nothing. That might work at Itachi and Madara have, but not with them. Itachi and Madara had loved as hated each other, which did Sasuke. For that he both knew now well enough. It had been the familiar love-hate relationship, they had connected, much like he knew it from Orochimaru. Only he had never slept with Orochimaru. Never. Sasuke had never wanted, although he wondered in retrospect whether it would have changed something.
Against all opinions Orochimaru was one of the best things that ever happened to his life were. So cruel that sounded well. But ... he had liked Orochimaru. In a bizarre, distorted manner. Sometimes, when he allowed himself to peace in the hours after the training dream, he had wondered what might have been, Orochimaru would have never left the village. Perhaps he regretted more than the death of his family. Although he missed his family more than Orochimaru.
"thinking now not to others, Sasuke," whispered Madara. "Concentrate only on this."
This was followed a muffled groan from Sasuke, Madara as brushed his hand over Sasuke's pants. It was enough to bring his cock to life, showing Sasuke, that sex with Madara would not be quite as difficult as it is had thought. Because he had a little doubt that he could bring something into existence in the cold, and since he traveled with Team Hebi, his sexual state of emergency no longer particularly at a high level. Finally, there was plenty of choice and think tat is not one of those three, somewhat.
Nor, as he thought this a bit.
In Konoha, when it came to relationships and love, even the very frank Kakashi would make a revolt if he knew who he had been asleep all. But in a world like this, sex was the only kind of human contact, the one without further Risks could afford without being injured.
Perhaps because of Madaras touch felt like liquid honey, as he again and again over his thigh. Provocative, but not strong enough to Sasuke not to elicit more than a shudder. Sasuke gasped as he realized that Madara had no intention to grant him a break, which would have allowed Sasuke to find out why it feels good here. And that good in the sense that much better than expected.
surprised Sasuke was not when he was shoved over the edge, but contrary to his Expectations had Madara did not just fall on the bed, but caught it halfway to him gently to place. Sasuke felt a little before betütelt, for he had expected a wild, hot sex, who - would melt away his brain and with it the loneliness - from experience. But Madara was just different.
Sasuke wondered if it was probably inappropriate to ask now how the sex was with Itachi. Certainly harder and bloodier than this. Neither Madara nor Itachi were the people had taken into account in their relationship to each other. They probably had every time fought about who was on top. Honest curiosity was Sasuke wonder how the two might have reached the end. Both were to determine, approve, as they would lie down in the long run. He was personally do not care. He had not above lying in order to have control. He had decided on your mood, what position he wanted. However, he did not have down there, since he had left Oto.
Juugo was impossible to leave the control in the Karin and Suigetsu went bad he did not enjoy the triumph, as the water man would have imagined anything else on it.
"Hn ...", made Sasuke, as Madara now slipped out of his slippers and crawled to him on the bed while with his finger on the insides of its legs along dash. But perhaps more than that, it was slightly hungry look in his eyes Madaras, which led to the fact that Sasuke's penis. Sasuke waited anxiously what Madara would do now and he could not deny that it was exciting. The wild hair the other Uchiha who had his head framed by the Sasuke and had no idea how they fit under the mask, like the mane of a lion and he was now the prey of the predator. Was similar to Madara up to him. Its elegance is how Sasuke had not expected, Madara climbed over him, but refrained as best they could the body contact.
When he was about Sasuke, his knees somewhere in his legs and both hands to his head, bent down and kissed him again Madara. This time Sasuke was prepared, so he saw the lips intense, as they touched his, and not just reflexively responded to as a tongue touched his lips. Madara Sasuke grabbed the collar of his yukata and pulled him down further, so Madara had forced his outstretched arms and depress on his elbow to be supported. They kissed in a strange way. While Madara with every movement of his tongue somehow changed the position of his body, Sasuke himself had a firm grip now and focused exclusively on plunder, Madaras mouth. Even if Madara was the elder, it was believed not Sasuke that he was aware that Sasuke any kind of affection drew him out, he could only feel for themselves. It started with the fact that Sasuke wrapped his arm around the neck Madaras, who had just held the collar or iron to him now to push themselves.
Madara was hardly close enough, Sasuke took a brief respite to his other hand as close as possible to relocate the Madaras hips so he could continue to submit to. Satisfied heard Sasuke Madaras moan as he bent his legs at the same time, which made it harder for Madara to reach him. Not by force, but pressed longingly Madara Sasuke's legs apart, so that the way to the source of heat was free again.
Sasuke licked his dry lips and moaned vigorously than Madara during his free-fighting use of Sasuke's body their loins together rieb. Mit Wonne erkannte Sasuke, dass er so gut gehandelt hatte, das der Kontakt ihrer beider Glieder, wenn auch durch Stoff, für Madara vollkommen überraschend kam. Das hielt ihn aber nicht davon ab, Sasuke erneut verlangend zu küssen, dem langsam durch den Luftmangel schwindelig im Kopf wurde. Hoffentlich dachte Madara daran, dass er durch den größeren Brustkorb auch eine größere Lungenkapazität hatte. Doch zum Glück schien es Madara mit dem mangelnden Sauerstoff nicht anders zu ergehen.
Als Madara sich erneut über ihn beugte und Sasukes Hände sich irgendwo seitlich an Madaras Hals wiederfanden, because they wanted to strip down the yukata, he noted the rapid rise and fall of the chest and the heart racing as he betrayed the pulse at the carotid artery.
"Sasuke," Madara said breathlessly, and Sasuke knew that he fared no differently.
However, it was the first time that someone called him by his name during sex. In Oto it was only 'Uchiha' been with Naruto and Sakura or he had never slept. It felt different. Closer, more personal. And Sasuke groaned again when Madara necessarily moving his pelvis and the bumps in their pants pressed against each other.
"Ha ...", made Sasuke. "Mada ... ra"
Sasuke also had so far avoided the name of the other Uchiha to use so that it really sounded by his first name, not just a term for a form was associated with an orange mask around mb ; PTFE. Now was the 'Tobi' role to see anything, even if Sasuke thought Madara had the eerie fun to hop through the forest, to shake it with the ass and sing "I hide my face but not my butt" [1]. The first time Sasuke had thought he heard not quite right. But what it did to Madara's mental state? Saying he would not claim that he is still all in the correct order, but had to Konoha, Oto, Orochimaru, Itachi and Team Seven as comparisons was difficult to say anyway. And further down so if Madara was breathing on his bare belly down, then Sasuke would surely lose in the long run even more brain cells.
"Come ...", heard Sasuke say Madara and then peeled out of his yukata. At least the upper part, because he was still belt around the waist attached. However, Madara had the lower part long since beaten aside in order to have more leg room, so all that the material now covered, Madaras ass was. Otherwise, go around the yukata disturbing.
Sasuke and Madara seemed like to think, because before Madara was able to proceed to free Sasuke from his long training pants, he wanted to have the offending garment off. He grabbed the belt and tried to get on the node, but he seemed in a hurry to succeed not quite like that. Instead, he zurrte the knot tighter and tighter.
"Let me once ...", Sasuke said, trying his head to get a little free. With trembling fingers
he grabbed the thin strip and tried not to think that Madaras brushed upright member back of his hand, because the belt had slipped so far down. Sasuke saw Madara shook his eyes closed and his hips, as Sasuke is working to solve the node.
"Ha ... Saass ke ..." groaned Madara little further on it because Sasuke had not considered it necessary to stand up for this work.
Instead, he was just a little slid down. Sasuke could not suppress a sardonic grin and let his hand wander among the remaining material. He reached for his hand and rubbed Madaras link up and down. He found the response amazing. With a long groan Madara threw his head back and mane of hair fell far down the back. Seeing this, Madara was kneeling with legs spread on Sasuke's lap, panting moved his hips back and fell on Sasuke that Madara's skin was as pale as his. Although Madara more time spent outdoors on the day when he had that the last three years hardly Sun had seen.
"Oh ...", said Sasuke Madara veiled voice with pleasure. "Sasuke ... HA, dass .. hm ..." could
Apparently, Madara not decide whether he wanted to quit right here and now or whether he would summon mastery, from massaging Sasuke Hand pull away. Had to admit that he would not stop, no matter how Madara would please him to do so. For the face that once covered not only controlled by expressions or orange mask was was with this free emotions more than just attractive. For a moment wished Sasuke that Itachi would link that he would now hold in your hand, but Sasuke pushed the idea. That would never happen, never. As also helped all the wishful thinking of nothing. But Madara that brief hesitation enough, was to be able to again take a reasonably clear line of thought.
"Do not think about it, Sasuke, Madara in Sasuke's ear and whispered, enticed by the seductive tenderness with which he sat on Sasuke's lap. "Not now. It only hurts. "
short Sasuke clenched together. He did not want to think about it. But the pain that Itachi had let him live would never disappear. Never, until they would meet again. "Will you be up there?"
, Madara asked Sasuke now and nothing would confuse Sasuke more.
"How ...?", started he stared with his mouth open and Madara. "You ask me ob .."
"If you'd prefer," said Madara and shrugged his shoulders. "I do not know what you did for experience, but I am now too long in this world, as I still thinking 'of the lower one is the weaker' would follow. "
For a moment, Sasuke said nothing. He wanted now upset that everyone thought he had been raped in Oto or the like. That was not true. Although he had to admit that there had been some people that it had wanted to try, but why is Sasuke had taken care of. With a cold, murderous precision. But after almost a year with Orochimaru because no one had even thought to want Sasuke to force anything.
Still amazing Madara that was offered. Even more amazing was the fact that he did not care.
"I really care Madara. Mach 'du'm not in the mood to fuck you brains out, "Sasuke said and then grinned. "Even though I like to come back to the offer, leave him up on it."
"I believe you," murmured Madara, Sasuke before he kissed her again. In order to prepare
the fight to the node to an end, he tore the belt and simply let the yukata slip from his shoulders. transported with his feet He then the garment to the ground. Sasuke saw Madara challenging grin and he was sure his face looked like. In the bloodless nature Uchiha Sex Problems was set to.
Above all - and Madara smirked at the thought as he kisses distributed on Sasuke's stomach - because you could do it more often than in a decisive battle against each other in a very ugly way to tö , th, just because you have different ideas .... Surely he would find Sasuke, and a solution, thought Madara when he felt Sasuke with his Händen fahrig über seinen Rücken fuhr.
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Sasuke rollte sich zusammen und scherte sich nicht darum, dass die Decke, die er sich jetzt mit Madara teilte, irgendwo zu seinen Hüften herunter gerutscht war. Es war warm. Madara und die Nachwirkungen ihrer Aktivitäten strahlten noch genügend Hitze aus, sodass er die Kälte nicht mehr fühlte, die ihn aus dem Schlaf gerissen und verfolgt hatte. Auch den Regen nahm er nicht mehr bewusst war. Vielleicht lag es an der Atmosphäre.
Sasuke dachte nicht darüber nach, ob die gesamte Situation seltsam war. Er würde nicht darüber To speculate whether he was Madara for a replacement. For Itachi or anyone else who might had been long dead. Basically, he was more cruel than Madara. Because he used the other Uchiha really only because Itachi was unavailable. As Madara was the next thing he could have Itachi. His last thought before he slipped into sleep was, strangely, what Itachi would say he would see Sasuke and Madara Sun Sasuke's mouth twitched. It would be funny, but only because he is already almost did not sleep it hurt. Tomorrow would come back the pain. Tomorrow he would again suffer from Itachi's absence. But the was tomorrow.
Not today.
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Madara looked down at the sleeping figure who called himself Uchiha Sasuke. They were both naked, sleeping in the same bed. Maybe they would still do some more times. Sasuke seemed to need this society.
/ Sasuke ... /
He did not know if he would have been able to go the way to go to Sasuke had mu ; need or even had to go. He was just an old man in a young body, cursed to die his clan to see, and somewhere in a back corner of his mind screamed a voice that reminded him very ugly legally to his brother all the time that he would be responsible.
was possible that the voice right. But what brought it to think about it?
events had happened and he could not change it.
Even if he would.
Not for herself, no. He had not earned.
He did not deserve salvation through the death or oblivion.
would not live as long as Uchiha Sasuke. And he
would live. Itachi had made sure.
Far too well, so there was no other way but forward. Itachi had been brilliant, but one thing was destroyed between him and his little brother all: Itachi secure faith, he would not make Sasuke's forgiveness. His faith deserve a second chance after his deed to his brother, Sasuke would have given the doubt.
Itachi had not believed in themselves.
Sasuke did not know what to believe he went on.
And he did not so right that the sacrifice he had for his goal of eternal peace must bring it nor were worth. But he could not go back and change everything.
Even he, Uchiha Madara could not be covered up.
only downward.
The elder Uchiha ran his fingers tentatively on Sasuke's cheek and smiled ruefully. It would be wrong to say. It would be wrong to think alone, because it was then an admission to banish hard again after it had been ignored for so long successfully, but ...
"I'm sorry, Sasuke."
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[1] For those who do not believe Madara / Tobi has really said that. Some in Naruto Shippuuden Episode 102 when he and Deidara separate in order to seek the Sanbi. And my first reaction is a downright 'WTF' was that? Approach but it very well by Madaras state of mind I think ...
I'm done? I'm really ready?
OneShot's hard to believe after this monster. Would of course also ne short FF do with it, but I wanted to have time NEN OneShot. I also would have the chapter ends have to adapt and that was me too much work. Let alone that I the document from the folder 'OneShot collection' must remove and place somewhere else, so I guarantee it would not be found. I hope you enjoyed it. A lot of it is what one could discuss, or upset. So go ahead ... what was the best place? What seemed strange to you? What was your opinion on the ... uh, mega-long fast-Lemon?
Would be very happy about what you think. Questions will be answered.
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