Hate Me

By melodia04

Summary: Itachi has formulated a plan for Sasuke to hate him most. Warning: BDSM, rape, yaoi. ItaNaru SasuNaru

A/N: after more than a year of inactivity, I finally got the urge to write something… R. --;; thanks to those who proofread this… I love you all. Oh this contains spoilers. )

Chapter 1

"Foolish brother, if you wish to kill me, hate me, detest me, and survive in an unsightly way. Run, run and cling to life."

It echoed in Sasuke's ear, he spent more than a decade of training as a ninja yet his skills weren't comparable to his brother… yet.

On his encounter with his brother two days ago, he felt a sudden surge of anger that he gathered all his chakra to produce a bewildering chidori, but Itachi wasn't startled at all. He stood still as his vulnerable little brother made his way to revenge. But it wasn't enough to put him down, he easily dodged the ball of electrifying power and grabbed his hand, squeezed it and the chidori disappeared. His constricted left hand delivered so much pain that he started writhing in agony, but Itachi wasn't satisfied. With a quick turn of his hand, his brother fell down. Still screaming in pain, Sasuke took hold of his seriously injured hand and squirmed. Itachi kicked him on the gut and with a loud blow he was thrown to the edge of the hall. He dashed swiftly and strangled his neck pinning him on the wall.

"My little brother, my frail little brother," he said mockingly, "how many times do I have to remind you how weak you are, that no matter how hard you try you'll never get the chance to scratch me?" Itachi closed his eyes, and for a few moments Sasuke felt he knew what was going to happen next. Now with his eyes open, crimson red stared into deep blue, the three coma-like symbols of the sharingan started swirling.

The setting changed and Sasuke was transported back to when he was 8 years old. His clan starts to fall one by one in front of him. Blood sputtered onto his cheeks, terror was devouring his innocent being and his knees were trembling. He couldn't bear it anymore!

"Nooooooo! Stop ittt!" He held his head, dropping his knees to the ground. Tears that welled in his eyes a while ago now flooded relentlessly. This had better stop.

What lay down on the floor now were his mother's and father's dead bodies. To him it looked horrible. His father was atop of his mother, as if shielding her from the assassin's attack but it bore no positive result, they were still killed.

He heard a menacing laugh from a corner and gradually, a figure revealed himself from the shadows, it continued laughing hauntingly and Sasuke didn't like it.

"Brother!" he cried, "Someone killed our parents! Tell me, who did it? What's happening?" he continued sobbing, but this time it was a less scornful one, he felt relief when he found his brother, a companion at last. But that's where he's wrong at.

"I know who killed them." Itachi said, wiping his kunai with a white cloth, wiping it from blood.

"Who? Who did this?"


His went wide-eyed with what his brother just said, now his tears which were half-filled with sadness and half-filled with relief was now turned to pure terror.

The illusion stopped, Sasuke regained his senses and saw that his brother was still looking at him intently with the power of the Sharingan gone. He panted heavily still under his brother's strangling grip.

"Now, how much do you hate me?" Sasuke can't speak a word. Itachi then loosened his grip on his neck and let him fall down the floor.

"I now know very well how to stimulate that hate in you, and I swear you'll be chasing me off just to retrieve him." He laughed, the same looming laugh he heard when he was eight.

"Wh…what do y…ou… mean?" He said between heaves of air.

Itachi turned around and locked his eyes with the small yet identifiable figure from the other end of the hallway. The young blonde from afar sensed and shivered from the deep gaze, he was stoned. He saw something different from the man's intense look, he saw ---- lust.

Sasuke now knew what he was talking about.

"Naruto." He mumbled under his breath.

"Foolish brother, if you wish to kill me, hate me, detest me, and survive in an unsightly way. Run, run and cling to life."

A few moments later Itachi called Kisame, who was guarding Naruto from helping Sasuke out, to retreat.

"I'll give you time to recover, my weak brother. I know how much chakra is drained from you. However, I shall pursue with my plans later. I can't wait to lay my hands on the precious nine-tailed demon."

With that he left with the same laugh.


Sasuke sat quietly in the hospital bed thinking randomly. Thinking of the Uchiha clan massacre, of Itachi, and most specially… Naruto.

I won't lose him to you.

Sasuke clenched his right fist and gritted his teeth in a fury. This time, his anger doubled considering that he had risked the life of the most special person in his world… Naruto.