I have a problem. I really do.

But I couldn't resist...i like darkfics mainly set in Naruto... :) This takes place in my oneshot 'Twisted' a new fic I just posted, if you haven't read it, please do. I'm stuck on my other story 'Obsession' so I'm whipping up this...just a couple of chapters, the least being 10 or 15...idk

I couldn't help it... :)

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Itachi-weasel: Don't steal my gesture!

Lol...I hope you enjoy...thanks for sticking with me and my schizophrenia :D I wish I owned Naruto...Kishimoto hasn't emailed me him yet...or any other thing but my OC...

/Summary: It was sick. We were both sick. Most days, I was his precious little sister, but every night, when it went dark and the doors closed, he made me much more than that. I hated it as much as I loved it... I hated him, I loved him...call it a sick moment of clarity... Itachi/OC Some AU/

Warnings: This is a dark fic...it will contain mature content...such as sexual and adult theme

If you dislike the themes of rape and incest, I suggest you not read.

ENJOY!

The chill air was strong enough to form a hurricane in Konoha.

The skies were a deep array of dark, ominous clouds that covered the sky in a deep gray blanket.

For some reason, people seem to love this type of weather. They find the rain some form of closure, a thing of peace. Perhaps it was like that for me. When I was younger, I was a scared and jumpy little girl. At the sight of a dark cloud, I was hiding under my blanket, chanting that old nursery rhyme...rain, rain...go away...

My older cousin Shisui used to tell me that when it would grow stormy, it was a way that the God was kicking his fallen angels out of heaven, and that they would come to Konoha and steal souls. I would scream and cry, and my Aniki would punch him on the head.

He would tell me, "It's okay Imouto, I'm here. Shisui's just being a baka." He would do his trademark poke-to-the-forehead, which was a sign of affection from him. Whenever it would rain, whenever lightning striked, and thunder boomed, I would go to his room and crawl in his bed beside him. He was so warm, his embrace was strong and it made me feel safe. I ignored his hands when they would travel up and down my young body, in soft caresses. We were both young, it meant nothing.

If only I had knew that his intentions were darker then, then they are now.

When I would shake, he would always pull me closer, his embrace tightening and his comforting words that were whispered into my ear made me feel that he was the only one in the world who would love and take care of me.

That's what we both tell ourselves.

Where did you go, where did you go, where did you go?

As days go by, the night's on fire...

I sit and watch as little Otouto watches the rain, a scowl on his face. His mop of black hair blends in with the atmosphere around him. I giggled to myself, Sasuke was adorable when he would scowl.

"I hate the rain!" The little boy exclaimed, as he crossed his arms with an annoyed sigh. I smiled as I finished the last of his favorite dish, onigiri. After putting a few slices of tomato on the plate, I set it in front of him. The scowl immediately vanished from his soft features as he perked up.

"Arigato Akemi-onee!" He said. He dug into his food, as I sat across from him and ate my own.

Silence sat between us. His face was buried in his plate, as I slowly ate my own. It had been a bland day today. I had gone out and helped around the academy awhile, and also hung around the village. An old friend of mine, Hiro Inuzuka, came and asked me if I wanted to go out with him tomorrow. I didn't turn him down, but I wasn't really sure if I would be allowed to go. If Kaa-san and Tou-san were here, I probably would. But they were away visiting family in Miyako, for about 2 weeks. Tou-san wouldn't really care, considering the fact that he didn't even want a girl in the first place. Mother, on the other hand, would go crazy. She'd drag me to go shopping, get my hair down, etc.

But I wasn't worried about that. They weren't who I was worried about.

"Oi, Akemi-nee?" Sasuke asked as he swallowed a tomato. I looked over at him, from where I was toying with my food. "Yes Sasuke-kun?"

"Where's Aniki? I haven't seen him at all today. He doesn't have a mission, and Shisui-nii isn't with him."

I looked down, trying to brush the question off. "Oi...I'm not sure..."

He pouted.

"I hate the rain..." He grumbled. "The kids in my class say that it foreshadows that something bad is going to happen...I think they're stupid though..." He then looked at me, an eyebrow quirked. "But they also said that you were going out with a guy named Hiro Inuzuka tomorrow..."

I flushed, looking away from his questioning obsidian eyes. "Well, I might-"

"Who's going out with who?" A familiar low voice said. A voice that sent shivers down my spine.

Sasuke abandoned the question and perked up, and ran to the door where out Aniki was standing. Itachi's gray eyes were fixed on me, and they were narrowed. He had overheard. I looked away, trying to avoid his eye contact. But I could feel his orbs drilling into me.

"Aniki! You're home!" Otouto cried, tackling him to the floor. Itachi's scowl left his face as he chuckled. He then gently lifted him off, and brushed himself off. His eyes soon traveled back to me. I didn't look back up, but I could still feel his eyes on me.

"Who's going out with who?" He asked more firmly. I nervously toyed with my two fingers and kept my gaze on the ground. My hair fell above my eyes, shielding my expression away from them.

After a moment of silence, I forced words out of my mouth. "I-I wasn't-" Otouto interrupted me.

"Akemi-chan is going out some guy named Hiro Inuzuka tomorrow." He grinned. I dared look up, only to flinch away from Aniki's glare. More silence, more deadly, clawing silence.

"Really...?" He drawled out, his eyebrows furrowing even more. I didn't know, but I could feel his burning gaze. Was the room shaking? Why is it so cold all of a sudden? I feel dizzy. I hated the tone in Itachi's voice. I knew I was in trouble.

Somehow, I managed to pull out more words. "I-I never agreed to that." I whispered, forcing myself to look at them. I focused my attention on Sasuke, and tried to ignore Itachi's burning irises.

Sasuke blinked. He was to foolish to take the hint."But you said that you might. That Hiro-san really liked you." I could feel the dangerous aura that radiated around Aniki, the anger that he pushed down so much was starting to build up and soon, it would burst. Itachi did not like it when I talked to boys. Every look a boy sent me, was meant by his dangerous glare, promising pain. Maybe it was because the last time a boy tried to ask me out, things got real bad. He led me to a forest, and that's when he tried to get 'funny.' Unfortunately for him, Itachi and Shisui-nii found us. They were not pleased to see him hovering over my squirming body, and things got bad quick. He ended up with a broken nose, fractured ribs, dislocated jaw, and 2 black eyes. It would've been worse had I not stopped them.

It was silent again. Sasuke looked back and forth between us, a confused expression adorned on his face.

Itachi's cold voice broke it. "Sasuke," He said never tearing his gaze away. "Go get ready for bed. It's getting late."

Sasuke pouted, before letting out a whine. He hated being alone during storms. That was something we had in common.

"But Nii-san-"

"Now." Dark eyes flashing with hurt, Sasuke sent me a glance before running off in the hall, leaving the thing I dreaded the most. Itachi and I alone. A part of me felt relieved, because I could still feel his chakra near.

Itachi did as well. I know he wouldn't do anything while Sasuke was around.

"So..." Itachi walked up to the table and sat across from me, his arms crossed. "What's this about Hiro?" He spat out his name with disgust, like every other Uchiha did when they were regarding another clan, especially one 'below' them.

I toyed with the clothing of my nightgown. I didn't want to answer. I knew it would only make him more upset. "Aniki...I..I didn't-"

"Look at me." He coldly ordered, his voice was strained with concealed anger. I hesitated, and he reached over and roughly cupped my cheek forcing me to look up at him. All of my functioning blood within me, froze at the terrifying anger on his face.

"W-well, h-he wanted m-me to g-go out with him tomorrow." He made me feel weak. Like he did every night.

"And were you?"

"I-I said I might..."

"And what made you think you could?" His voice raised slightly, and I looked down again. Only for him to grab my cheek and force me to look up again.

Silence. Itachi got impatient.

"Answer me!" He barked out, causing me to whimper softly. "Why were you hanging around boys?"

I forced myself to look him in his swirling eyes. I knew by resisting him, he would only get angrier. "I-I wasn't A-aniki..."

He closed his eyes and sighed. "Do not lie to me Akemi. You know I hate it when you lie."

This time, he allowed me to look down, because it was in shame. "I-I know."

Silence.

He stood up, before turning from me. "Go wait in the room. I'll be there in a minute." By the tone of his voice, I knew it was better not to disobey him again. Slowly, I stood up and walked to hall, and up the stairs. The walk to my room seemed to take forever, which was how long I hope it would last. I walked through the large house, and I barely caught Sasuke running to his room.

My room was at the end of the long, dark hall. I took my time, thoughts swirling in my mind. This was not the first time, you would think. I guess you could say that I was used to it. He would give the order, as the big brother should. I would follow the order, like the younger sister would. I would go in the dark and sit there, and wait for him to take me.

I'll never forget the night he took me, the night I became the woman he always saw me as. I was so innocent back then, so pure and he wanted all of that. Never in my life had I felt something so painful. It was some sick attraction he had, and deep down I had it as well. I always wanted to be around my beloved Aniki, I was basically attached at his hip. I was naive and ignorant,and that allowed him to do as he pleased.

Whenever I seemed to forget that, he had no problem reminding me again.

It was sick. He was sick. In the end, we both were. Most of the time, I was his sweet little sister, and that's when the touches and small kisses were innocent. But at night, I was more than that. His touches were sinful, his kisses forbidden, and above that it was sick.

But at the end of the day, no matter how much I know it's wrong and sick, and the little girl deep inside of me kept screaming 'He loves me, he loves me! Aniki loves me, he loves me! He's showing me his special love, there's nothing wrong, he loves me!' It gave me a moment's clarity.

But it was sinful. There was no clarity in his touches and kisses, no matter how much the little girl screamed.

Do you really want me?

Do you want me dead,

or alive to torture for my sins?

The dark, large room was illuminated by the streak of moonlight that shone through the curtain's small opening. Thunder and lighting boomed outside, rain poured. I loved the rain. It gave some sort of peaceful atmosphere.

I walked down the long way, the bed where numerous of forbidden acts were committed, sat there waiting for me. I sat down on the edge, and waited. My fingers intertwined and twitched. Cold air danced across my skin, and softly blew through my raven locks. I was shaking. Maybe it was because of the chill air or something else.

Thunder boomed.

I felt myself curl into a ball, and I rocked back and forth. The ground would become close, then it would seem so far away. The door slid open.

I stare at the ground, as I felt his footsteps come closer. I didn't even feel my body moving backwards, as he came closer. He stopped at the foot of the bed, and he stared at me. I felt my back reach the pillow. Itachi then leaned forward on the bed, and I felt him crawl towards me. He was hovering over me, and rested his hand on my upper thigh. He caressed it in soft circles.

He moved our position to where he was sitting on me, and removed his shirt, revealing his well-toned muscular chest. I could feel my blood grow cold, I was shaking. Why is it so cold? I felt frozen.

His hands began to rub me, running over all of my body. My shoulders, my chest, my hips, everywhere. I couldn't escape, even if I tried my hardest. Even though I did want to.

"You're so beautiful Imouto," He said, leaning into my neck and kissing it hungrily. "I don't understand it..."

I shuddered as I felt him slide off my gown, revealing my half-naked form. I didn't want it. It hurt. I never understood why it had to be me, but I would never wish this pain on someone else. He could have any girl he wanted in this village, yet he choose me.

His lips ghosted against my neck, showering it in soft kisses. His hand had made it's way to my back, where he snatched off my bra. Goosebumps raced across my skin as my chest was revealed in the cool night. My cheeks burned as I covered my bosom with my arms, which Itachi had effortlessly moved away.

"Don't be shy..." He said, gently stroking my cheek.

Thunder boomed.

He cupped one in his hands, and took it in his mouth. I gasped as his warm tongue circled across my nipple and licked it. He then softly began to worry it in his teeth and suckled it. Sensations of different feelings ran throughout my body. Why did it feel like this? Why did this part have to feel good?

From a distance, I could hear the door creek open. Sasuke...

He switched back and forth to each one, until they were hard. It was a guilty pleasure to both. His lustful eyes never left mine, as he trailed kisses down my body, stopping at the waistband of my panties. I tossed and turned my head to the side, squirming as I finally listen to that voice in my head, telling me that this was wrong, I didn't want it.

He began to slowly slide them off. "N-no...Aniki...please don't."

He looked up, his eyes narrowed. "What?" He said, irritation in his voice. I tore my gaze from the beautiful eyes that I couldn't bring myself to look into anymore, and shut them tightly.

"I...I don't want this anymore...please..." I whimper out. He glares at me, as he tears the panties off. He grabs my hips and roughly grinds himself against me, causing the bed to creek. I could feel his hardness against my thigh. His hardness that needed to be satisfied.

"Akemi-Imouto...you're the only one who makes me feel this way..." He pushed his hips against mine again, groaning. The area between my legs grew wet. I gasped.

I struggled again. "Bu-but Aniki, It-it hurts! I don't want it..." My eyes watered when I felt his lips slam against mine. I tossed and turned my head to the side, trying to escape his hungry lips. He pulled away, glaring at me. I winced away.

His gaze grew soft. He then cupped my chin and forced me to look at him. "Akemi, I love you. I love you more than anything else in the world." Aside from Sasuke of course. "I will always love you. No one will ever love you the way I do. Our love is special, Imouto. I'm going to show you what it means,okay?" I can't help but stare into his beautiful eyes and get lost in them.

Silence. More thunder.

He moved off of me. My gaze trailed off, my mind drifting off in an abyss of thoughts. I failed to notice him pulling the rest of his clothing off, leaving him bare. I snapped back into reality as I felt him climb over me. Fear flashed through me as I started to squirm and wiggle my way free, desperate for him not to do the forbidden act. I begged him not to, but instead he continued to touch by body, which left a trail of warmth in it's wake.

He gently grasped my wrist and guided my hand down, down to his special place, his male part. It felt long and hard, and I didn't like it. He moved my hand to where it stroked his rigid sex. He closed his eyes and moaned as he rocked his hips against mine. The bed began to squeak quietly as he pushes his hard organ against me.

"Please...no...please..."

My plea seemed soundless in his ears, for he continued his assault. I then forced life into my arms and put my hands against his chest in an attempt to push him off. Itachi was always stronger than me, and he simply grabbed my wrists and held them above my head. He then pulled out a rope, which appeared out of nowhere, and tied my wrists tightly to the bed post. I was trapped now.

One of his hands wiped away the tear that fell from my eyes, while the other one stroked the most intimate place on my body. Wetness began to form, as he slowly brushed his fingers across. They got dangerously close to the opening...

He moved his lips to my ear and smoothly whispered, "Shhh...calm down Imouto...I would never harm you..."

But you did. But you are. Those lies you fill my head up with used to give me hope. They were false. I don't know what to believe anymore.

I couldn't stop whimpering even though I tried. The more I whimpered, the angrier he would get. The angrier he got, the more painful it would be. He suddenly pushed his fingers inside, which hurt. I should be used to this, you would think. The pain should be something that was gone, but it was always there. It felt brand new.

A cry escaped my lips. I felt my walls clamp around his digits, which began to move inside. It hurt.

"No...please...stop, please! Aniki..." I pleaded for him to stop. He ignored me yet again. His fingers began to move in a scissoring motion, stretching my small core.

"Hush Akemi...it's okay..." His husky voice whispered, softly kissing my neck. Couldn't he see that it was painful? That it was making me cry, that I was hurting? Did he care?

"No, stop!" The force of his lips against mine was enough to shut me up. His tongue forced itself inside as he dominated my mouth. I cried out against his lips as he began to thrust his fingers inside. Each time he forced his fingers inside, I felt them slide in deeper. After he forced my juices out, he finally withdrew his fingers. He licked the white substance off, as if it were sweet candy. He then grabbed my hips, and rubbed the tip of his erection against my slit.

"Mmmmmmm..." He moaned against my neck. "You feel so wet Imouto..."

I found it useless to cry. He wasn't going to stop. No matter how much I begged him to. My eyes were shut tightly. I was weak. His fingers slid inside of me again.

"It hurts..." My hoarse whisper.

"Akemi-chan..." My pet named echoed in my ears. He used his free hand to smooth the hair that stuck to my face by sweat. He came forward to kiss my again, but I dodged by turning my head to the side. He roughly grasped my chin and forced me to look into his eyes. His swirling crimson eyes. He leaned in and licked away a tear.

"Imouto...I love you okay?" He loves me...that's what it was...if he loved me why was he doing this?

He loves me...was he the only one who loved me? Would he always be there to take care of me? Sasuke would soon forget about me, always being swarmed by fangirls and always trying to catch up to Itachi. Father never gave me the light of day, always busy with the clan. Mother was busy with much more things...who was there?

He loves you...

I lay still for a moment...lost in thought. He started to stroke my cheek.

"I love you...never think I don't..." He withdrew his fingers from me and pushed his member against me. I was sprung back to life as I felt him straddle me and position himself to enter me. My pleading spirit came back to life, as I continuously cried out, "No." He didn't listen. He slowly began to push it inside, only fitting in the tip. He grunts.

"I love you..." With one sharp thrust, he was inside of me.

Pain burns between my legs, as my mouth opened in a silent scream. My back arched up, as a cry of agony escaped my lips. He groaned as he pushed himself inside of me, his thickness stretching my tight core. Tears freely fell down as I screamed, squirming and moving my body around trying to escape his grasp. It burned. It hurt.

Without waiting for me to adjust to his copious size, he sped up his pace. He pulled out, only to push back in forcefully. He grasped my hips as he moved inside of me. He was slow at first, but that made it no less painful. My cries and sobs echoed.

"P-please...s-stop! Aniki it hurts so much..." The tears wouldn't stop falling. He moaned loudly as he placed his lips on my neck, kissing it with a hunger. His hips moved against mine in a fast and hard pace.

"It feels good...you feel so good Imouto..." He grunts as he slides even deeper inside. "So tight...and wet...mmmm..." I cry out as he bites my neck, sinking his teeth into the skin. He then covers my cries with his lips, as he kisses me fiercely. I couldn't think straight. Everything seemed like a fuzz...my eyes were lowering...I'm tired...

I could feel Sasuke near. His poor childish mind would be corrupted with a dark horrific discovery. I couldn't see my younger, innocent brother. I could feel him. Maybe he wasn't there. Maybe I was just seeing things. My head hurt.

Itachi moved his lips to my ear, where he whispered sweet nothings and gave it small kisses. My cried echoed. He suddenly began to move rougher his angry, pleasured grunts echoed in the room. His lips returned to mine, his tongue roughly forcing its way into my mouth. I couldn't control myself, and my tongue began to rub against his. A strangled noise escaped my mouth, a cross between a whimper and a moan. He smirked against my lips. His nails dug into my hips, his endless thrusts quickening.

I shut my eyes, shame burning within me. I hated it. Why did he make me feels so weak? So vulnerable and small...I put shame onto the Uchiha...I just wanted to sleep.

A growl emitted from his throat. "You're mine..." He growled into my ear, biting on it. Blood formed. "Forever. Say it...say that you belong to me forever."

Silence. I didn't want to. My throat was sore.

His hand roughly came across my face, causing my head to snap to the side. More tears fell,once again. "Say it!" He ordered.

I choked over my words. "I..I-I'm yours...I belong to y-you forever..."

He moaned as he moved faster. "Aishiteru...I love you so much Akemi...say you love me...say you love me."

Silence. Another slap. More pain. My body was roughly pushed against the bed, his lips brutally attacking my neck. A sob.

"I-I-I...I l-love you Aniki..." My weak whisper came out. My body trembled.

He went on, for what seemed like hours...I felt him pulse inside me. A wet, warm liquid shot inside me. He groaned as he reached his peak. His thrusts became slower, as he made sure every drop of his seed was inside. He pulled his member out, and collapsed on top of me, catching his breath. Like he did every night he committed this sin.

He rolled off of me, and faced the wall. I shivered, despite being covered by the blankets I felt so cold. I slowly curled up into a ball, wincing as I felt the sore ache between my legs. My throat was sore. My eyes were moist. I was tired...darkness pulled at me with it's welcoming grasp.

The even more twisted thing was that I was so naive as to believe him. A part of me wanted to enjoy it, but the other part hated it. And there were things he did that I enjoy...like when I felt him wrap his strong arms around my smaller frame, I loved it.

He pulled me close to him. My back was against his chest. His long hands ran through my hair, as he softly kissed my neck.

"Sweet dreams...Imouto..." His velvety voice whispered in my ear.

But sweet dreams was something I never had...

So there's chapter one!

Remember, this is a spin-off/sequel to my oneshot Twisted, so if you haven't read it yet, I suggest you do so. And review!

So let me explain it, I couldn't think of a title, (lol) but I'm gonna try to make it fit in. It may seem confusing, hell I was even confused but later on you'll get it...Think of it as reverse psychology...sort of like that right? This is a darkfic, I haven't caught on to the flow of dark fics, but I will try my best...this will also wither be canon or on-con...

If you have any questions, feel free to PM me, I don't bite!

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