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Chapter 1: Something To Do

Sasuke lie in bed, eyes closed and a frown gracing his lips. There was absolutely nothing to do in the mansion, like he'd told his brother.

Sasuke did not like being dragged back home. He had avoided visiting this god forsaken place as much as possible. However, after his father had been sent away to life in prison for the death of his mother, Itachi had sent out dozens of messengers to find his dear brother and bring him back "home." When that hadn't gone as planed, Itachi had to find his precious little brother himself and force him to return. After Sasuke had finally come to accept that it was his destiny to be there, the two stopped fighting- with their fist- and worked together under the same roof for the time being. I'm not sure if there is an exact definition for what their current relationship is like, but I do believe it falls somewhere in the bizarro brother-ish realm.

Sasuke rolled onto his back, staring up at the ceiling with his bored expression still in tack.

Things had, unquestionable, changed since his brother had taken over. For one, Itachi had insisted that Sasuke "learn the ways of mother's business" since his older brother was "too busy dealing with father's industries to worry about such a preposterous thing." His parents had never mentioned anything about Sasuke running either family businesses and he figured that's why Itachi never liked him since everything had been forced upon him as the first son. Now, Itachi is the last family member that Sasuke has and he isn't cruel enough to leave him to struggle on his own. Let's face it, Itachi is hopeless without his little brother there to keep him on track- or a least close to it.

Another thing that bothered the young Uchiha were the slaves, or "people who offer their survive for a small fee" as Itachi likes to put it. Their parents had never had much use for them, just basic tasks: cooking, cleaning, and running errands that the Uchiha family could not do themselves.

Though now Itachi had taken an interest in a particular type of slave. Male slaves. Not for work. For pleasure. It made his stomach twist in knots. He would never think about touching one or letting one touch him. His brother would. He brought home all types of lovely males, from demons to half demons to everything in-between in hope that one would be lucky enough to catch his younger brother's attention. None have and none will. Sure, they're all generally pleasing to look at, but in Sasuke's eyes, they're all whores. There only to please him and cater to his every whim. The idea of some stranger running their filthy fingers over him sickened the poor wolf demon. Itachi did not understand his brother's disgust. Instead he kept bringing them, each more beautiful than the last just to spite him.

Sasuke sighed, finally willing himself to get up off the bed. Dying from boredom while lying down didn't seem as interesting as when he was up and about.

Walking out onto the balcony, he looked down at the ground surrounding the garden.

What is it about this place I hate? He wondered, resting his chin in his palm, gaze lazily drifting across the land. I mean, it has everything a demon lord could want. And there are people who'd give an arm, leg, even their organs to live in a place like this. Is it that I'm being greedy, wanting more than what's given to me? He snorted. Of course not.

A knock came from the door, gaining the bored teen's attention.

"What?" He shouted. That was his way of telling the other person to come in.

The door opened, reviling a spiky haired brunet.

The raven huffed, twisting his body to lean his back against the railing and stare at the new comer. "What do you want, Inuzuka?"

Kiba shrugged. "I'm bored."

Sasuke scuffed. "Join the club. We have enough boredom to go around."

Kiba rolled his eyes. "Good to know... So, any bright ideas?"

"I wouldn't be here if I did."

Kiba sighed, walking to join his raven haired friend on the balcony. "I have to admit, when you forced me to live with you, I expected that living with such a powerful demon such as the Uchihas would be a bit more... exciting than this. You know?"

"I did not force you!"

Kiba grinned at his friend. "Okay, how about 'asked in a very... um... aggressive way'."

The okami demon huffed. He watched his dog friend look towards the lake not too far away. Maybe they'll go swimming later if nothing better presented itself.

"Itachi has a weird way of running things..." The brunet commented, dryly.

God, tell Sasuke something he doesn't already know. Like how Kiba "accidentally" flushed his tooth brush down the toilet and put it back without first rinsing it off. That would surely be a shock to the boy's nerves.

Kiba turned to his irritated friend, a grin starting to form on his handsome face. "Ah, Sasuke, you aren't still mad about Itachi and his nightly routines?" His grin widen as the Uchiha glared daggers at him.

Sasuke groaned, hiding his face in his hands. "It's not that obvious... is it?"

The dog demon nodded. "Yes it is. Why are you so upset about it anyways? As far as I can tell, Itachi respects your wishes and keeps his sex partners away from you."

"Maybe you're fine with the noise they make, pervert, but I, for one, am sick and tired of being woken up each and every night to hear my dear brother and his new slut in the middle of their little love making time." Sasuke growled, still not looking at his friend. Just the very thought of all the weird sounds from last night made the Uchiha want to pull out his hair. He hadn't even gotten five minutes of sleep before they were at it.

"Well, if you took the time to sit and try it, you might actually be amazed at those 'sluts'' skills." An even-toned voice said from behind them, causing both to jump slightly. Kiba and Sasuke turned to see none other than the great Itachi Uchiha standing before them, dressed in nothing but his bath robe.

"Ever heard of knocking." The younger Uchiha growled.

Itachi arched an eyebrow, starring at his little brother as if that was the strangest question ever to be formed into words. "Yes. But I'm afraid you never answer when it's me."

"Geez, wonder why..." Kiba mumbled next to Sasuke who snickered. Itachi gave him the look. Inuzuka would not speak again unless directly spoken to.

The younger raven sighed, wishing to get this over with quickly. "What do you want Itachi?"

"Earlier, you said that you were bored." Itachi paused waiting for Sasuke to comfirm this fact. "Have you found anything to do yet?"

"No."

Itachi's lips tugged upwards into a small smirk. "Well, I was thinking, since the new slaves have been delivered, and you and your- ahem- friend have nothing better to do, that you'll come join me to check them out. I was guaranteed that this batch would be much better than the last."

Sasuke folded his arms over his chest, looking his brother up and down suspiciously. "And why would we want to do that?"

Itachi shrugged half-heartily, answering simply, "For something to do."

"We'll pass- OUCH!" Sasuke bounced on one foot, his hands massaging the foot Kiba had so kindly slammed his own foot on. "What the fuck was that for, dog face!"

Kiba tossed an arm over Sasuke's shoulder, turning them away from Itachi and leaning forward a bit. In a hush hush tone he whispered, "We should go."

"What? Why?"

He coughed into his fist, his gaze leaving the younger Uchiha for a second. "You know... for something to do..."

"Be downstairs in five minutes." Itachi ordered, walking out of the room. Damn his sensitive ears!

Sasuke checked to make sure his brother was gone before turning to the dog demon, eyes burning red. "Kiba!"

Kiba took a few steps backwards, making sure to put enough distance between them so that he at least had a two second start if his friend turned violent. "Now now, Sasuke. Calm down. It can't be that bad. We're just going down there to see our full of eye candy and then we leave."

The two engaged in a "friendly" staring contest. After five minutes, Sasuke could no longer resist the urge to blink. "...Fine. Let's go." He pouted slightly. He'd thought for sure he would manage to beat Kiba this time, Sasuke had even been practicing just for this moment.

A smile as big as the moon formed on the brunet' face. "Ah, don't pout Sasuke-"

"I don't 'pout'," Sasuke informed him haughtily. He turned his back to his friend, hands placed on his hips."I'm just spending time in silent contemplation."

Kiba chuckled under his breath. "Why can't Itachi be as much as a push over as you?"

The other grinned, ignoring the push over part. "Because you'd make him have those filthy slaves run around here naked. And god knows my virgin eyes can't withstand such a thing!"

"Hey! They would not be naked. ...I'd dress them up very nicely in nurses and school uniforms. Maybe even toss in a cheerleader or two."

"Yeah yeah. You have a bit of drool right here, mutt." He pointed to a corner of his mouth, the corners of his eyes crinkle as Kiba embarrassingly wiped the wet spot away.

Ten minutes later, the two young demons raced down the stairs like little kids. Kiba missed a step, ending with the two in a pile of disfigured limbs before the twenty-something staring slaves.

"Brother, Dog-boy, show some decency." Itachi hissed from in front of the slaves. Like he was one to talk- he still had on his robe and it wasn't even tied in the front!

The two untangled themselves from each other, standing up straight. Sasuke pushed his raven silk hair out of his eyes childishly, knowing it would further piss his dear big brother off.

After a half hour of examining the first few slaves, Sasuke turned to face his demon friend "Okay, Kiba, we've looked at them. Can we go now?" Kiba nodded, seemingly bored with them too. These slaves looked just as dull as the last ones. The most interesting one they'd seen had a horn sticking out of his chest and back. Having sex with that one just might be painful if the partner was to collapse on top of him when everything was said and done.

When they turned to make their way out through the entrance that would lead them to the kitchen, an uncommon smell caught the younger Uchiha's attention. What was that smell?

Slowly, he turned to face his brother, a dead serious, and yet questioning, expression on his face. "Itachi... is that a human I smell?"

Yay! First chapter completely! I hope you liked it. Feel free to leave a review, m'kay? ;)