A/N: About time I made an Uchihacest. And an AU, no less. 100 words per chapter.

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A fingertip traced his lips, mutely, softly, brushing over the flimsy chapped skin like rice paper. Another palm spawned pressure on his forehead, sliding over tousled charcoal hair, unexplainable calm settling over him.

Barely breathing, with hearts with beats compensating for absence of oxygen, laying side by side and burrowed in a comforter. The lights were vanquished, the night silent and anew, nothing but wonder brightening their eyes.

"Nii-san?"

"Yeah?"

"It feels right." The touches were the last thing on his mind.

A clouded smile; slow movements resumed. "Maybe it is."

He, Otouto, seven; the other, twelve, that first time.

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A/N: That's all for now. More, if you review :]