Lonely Day

One: Another System song.

We: By the way, System is short for System of a Down.

Disclaimer: I don't own System of a Down's 'Lonely Day,' or Naruto for that matter.

Summary: This time it's SASUKE who's alone on his birthday. Who'll be there to comfort him instead?

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Uchiha Sasuke awoke to hear some of the most disturbing lyrics blaring from his overly loud stereo.

He's gone so far to find no hope

He's never coming back

"Goddamnit…" he hissed into the pillow, despising the irony in the song. That's what metal was good for-scaring the shit out of you with coincidences.

People all grow up to die

There is no one here but me

Glaring kunais into the pillow, he proceeded to seethe-no, that wasn't the word… plot? No… ANGST! He proceeded to ANGST (like the angsty dark avenger he thought he was) over his family's ever-so tragic past. Why? Because it was that one day…

"Sleeping in on such a day, eh, little brother?"

That's precisely what Itachi would've—

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?" Sasuke 'totally lost his cool' and backed up in the bed, pointing a slender, long finger towards his family's murderer, who at the moment was glancing idly at the dishevel of the room.

"And slacking off? For shame." He scoffed sarcastically, smirking from under the red-cloud trench coat thing.

"What the hell I do during my spare time is none of your damn business!"

Everytime I look in your eyes

Everyday I'm watching you die

Sasuke's left eyes twitched slightly. That stereo was definitely—

"Not enough hate, little brother."

"AARRGH!"

Sasuke launched himself, already wielding the Chidori-aiming right for Ita-

-chi?

BLAM!

Usually he wasn't this clumsy.

…oh shit.

Now there's a gaping hole in the door.

"I'm going to kill you."

"Not enough hate."

Snarl.

"Why the devil are you here?" Slice of air.

"It happens to be your 18th birthday." Dodge.

"The hell does that have to do with anything!"

Itachi gave a devilish smirk.

"You're legal now."

Wait, he…what?

"What the hell…?" Sasuke slowly stopped, giving Itachi the most hilarious and un-Sasuke like expression.

"Why else would I have waited, Sasuke-kun?"

This… this was not…

"YOU…! YOU WANT TO…!"

Itachi smirked from under the now-gone cloak, crossing his arms and staring point-blank at the half-dressed and rumpled state his soon-to-be-koi was in.

Of course, at that precise moment, Sasuke realized his brother wanted to do… 'things' to him. It wasn't so much the 'things' that was freaky, so much as it was his brother… much as he hated to admit it.

"Why do you want to…?.!"

"I'm inthe Akatsuki." Translation: I've been deprived of sexual relations for 23 years.

"That doesn't mean anything!" Translation: I am not going to be the release of your sexual frustrations!

"What is your alternative?" Translation: It's either that, or I'll continue to stalk you obsessively.

Well, Sasuke was in a pickle, wasn't he? A very kosher and bitter pickle, but still a pickle. Pickle, pickle, pickle… TOQUITOS! (Crap, back to subject).

"I DON'T HAVE TO SUBMIT TO YOU!" He screeched in a very banshee-like-way.

"Careful with how you phrase your words, brother, someone may believe I'm trying to molest you."

"YOU ARE, YOU PEDOPHILE!"

"I was not aware that an of-age adult was considered pedophilia."

"Sh…SHUT UP!"

He leered knowingly at the enraged prodigy. "If you have not enough hate, brother…" he trapped Sasuke on the wall using his body as a cage, "why not substitute for something…" he bent to nibble at Sasuke's earlobe, "better?"

Sasuke gasped slightly, all thoughts of killing off the bastard pinning to wall, groping his ass in a very sexy way disappearing.

"Ge-get off, damnit!" He shoved roughly at Itachi, trying weakly to pry his arms away.

"Sasuke…" he murmured, suckling lightly at the bridge of his ear.

"Ahn…" Unwillingly, he began to submit to the possessiveness of his nii-san, while said nii-san smirked into the younger's dark locks.

"Feeling a bit…" his hand barely brushed over Sasuke's abdomen, "hard, brother…?"

"Fuck off…" He mumbled.

"That'll come later, Sasuke…" He purred sensuously.

"Go 'way…"

Itachi sneered to himself at Sasuke's immediate weakness.

"Not…

He barely brushed his hand up Sasuke's thigh…

"enough…

Sasuke arched slightly, silently pleading for him to continue…

"hate."

Screams reverberated through the Uchiha household, unheard by the world, except to two sinners.

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Starting Song: Lonely Day

Ending Song: Predilection

One: …

We: The ending…came up darker than we wanted it to.

One: Yeah… at least it's done. Sorry for the horrid yaoi; can't write that for anything.