all, and had no idea how this was going. At that moment Orochimaru rose from his chair and walked over to them. Sasuke was very careful not to look him in the eye. He could do without these visions.
"Congratulations, Mr. Uchiha. That was an impressive start to the beginning.", He praised the newcomer and put a key in front of Sasuke's nose.He only nodded briefly and looked at the key. It was very big, outdated, and rusty. There was a very old, antique sign on it that said 88, which Sasuke thought was a room number.
This key did not fit into the modern, technical appearance of the AL at all, which raised the question of why that was so.
What was behind that door? Upon closer inspection of the key, his heart began to beat faster in an unnatural way.
Again he turned to his brother. "Where exactly is that door?"
"Oh, the door to your darling?" He giggled softly.
"Come with me, I'll show you and after that we will visit the room where you will sleep for the time being. I don't think you will stay there long, though."
Little brother, I will probably never understand you, Sasuke thought to himself, but preferred to remain silent for the time being. Because his brother's answer would probably only raise new questions and he had plenty of those at the moment.So they went off. They did not exchange a word on the way through the corridors.
Itachi said nothing because he was thinking hard about something and Sasuke said nothing because he wanted to remember the way, which was anything but easy with the corridors that looked the same.
At some point Itachi stopped abruptly, so that Sasuke ran against his big brother.
"What now?", Sasuke asked confused.
"We're there.", Itachi replied and pointed to a rusty iron door.
Sasuke swallowed hard. With shaky hands, he rummaged in his pocket for the key. Confused, he took a step towards the door. Frightened, he turned to his big brother. He had a strange feeling about this. By no means a negative one, but it was unsettling. Itachi nodded encouragingly. Sighing, the young Uchiha stared at the huge door in front of him.
Slowly he put the key in the outdated lock and turned it. It clicked briefly. Then silence. Excited, Sasuke put both hands around the large door handle and opened the massive door.This gave a pathetic squeak and over time revealed a dimly lit room.
There was no bed ... just straw. A huddled figure could be made out dimly on the straw. Behind the old, broken clothes that were at least 5 sizes too large for this person, you could see a petite build.
Sasuke's heart began to beat faster. It was racing. As if trying to escape from the black-haired man's chest with all his might. The blood was already booming in the Uchiha's ears. "Uh ... Sorry. Are you awake?" He asked carefully and leaned over the figure. The closer he got to her, the faster his heart beat.
Suddenly the figure began to move. Apparently very tired and exhausted, she raised her head and looked questioningly at Sasuke. His mouth remained open at the sight that was presented to him.
It slowly dawned on him why Itachi said he would like him.
Such a look should be forbidden!How can such a cute and petite creature look so desirable at the same time? And then a boy too? It wasn't normal! And above all, how could you please the poorest like that?
Sasuke looked worriedly at his counterpart. Longer, blond, tousled hair. Bright blue eyes. The typical distinguishing marks of a German prisoner, but that this combination looked so damn good would not have occurred to him in the dream. The boy sat up slowly. Rubbed his eyes.
"S-Are you my master?" He asked wearily.
Sasuke's heart skips when this voice sounds. At the same time his blood froze in his veins.
"You?"