Shakespeare Challenge Response: Titus Andronicus

Warning: this chapter contains Yaoi content: Madara/Itachi and Itachi/Naruto.

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“You’ve been avoiding me,” Hidan said to Itachi. “You’ve only come to me a dozen times since we came to Konoha.”

“It’s not easy to sneak around on the Hokage with all his ANBU around. I get away as often as I can.”

“Deidara and Kabuto say you haven’t fucked them in months.”

“I choose who I take risks for.”

Hidan smiled at that; it was an evil and possessive smile, but . . . “How about tonight?”

Hidan pressed Itachi against the wall. He raised his kunai. Just then the door behind Hidan opened and Naruto entered. Hidan whipped his head around to see who was intruding, a biting insult prepared for Kabuto or Deidara, but it died on his tongue when he saw the Hokage. Itachi shoved him away. With his kunai drawn and Itachi pressed against the wall, it looked like Hidan had cornered Itachi and was threatening him.

“What is this?” Naruto demanded. “Hidan! After I spared you, how dare you threaten my lover.”

Hidan was close to laughter.

“Naruto, don’t,” Itachi warned. “Even Sasuke couldn’t kill him. He is truly immortal.”

Hidan turned, looked into Itachi’s cold eyes. He understood that Itachi was always willing to cut his losses, but it still stung. He scowled and escaped through threw the window.

“What was going on, Itachi?”

“I thought it was obvious, Hidan was threatening me.”

“What did he want?”

“What he’s always wanted from me. He’s been wanting me from the beginning, but Madara kept him at bay, and until now, you have.”

“I’ll send all my ANBU after him!”

“No. He is the only one I don’t think you or all of Konoha can kill. I cannot, nor could Sasuke. You’ll have to suffer him to live. He’ll not come back here.” Itachi caressed Naruto’s face and trailed his fingers over his lips. “I’m high on adrenaline, I want you, my white knight.”

It took plenty of kissing and rubbing their bodies together to get Naruto’s attention off Hidan and lure him back to their bed.

Itachi’s thoughts went back to the last lover he lost as he lay on his back, Naruto fucking him for all the boy was worth.

It had been some time after dawn and Itachi was asleep on his side next to Madara. Madara woke up and turned to his young lover. They both knew Sasuke was in the area and he’d already killed Kisame, Konan, and Pein (Negato). He and his cohorts had chased Akatsuki from base to base for the last three months. Neither of them knew how much time they had left. He teased his sleeping lover awake.

Itachi loved being woken up like this, someone humping his bare ass, a hand caressing his cock, and someone’s lips on his neck. Madara reached for oil and prepared his own arousal; a morning fuck should never be painful. Itachi rocked back against him as Madara fucked him, both on their sides.

They were both nearing climax when the door exploded in. They separated, sat up, and turned to look. A bolt of solid electricity skewered Itachi through the top of his left lung.

“Itachi!” Madara cried out. An electrified blade flew in and caught Madara in the shoulder joint and they were both pinned to the wall.

Itachi lungs quivered with the electricity and would not let him draw adequate breath, his heart fibrillated and threatened to fail, and his entire body numbed. He couldn’t move, couldn’t answer Madara’s panicked call as he called again. But he could raise his eyes. Sasuke. Then his world went black.

He woke up dressed and tied with his hands pressed back to back to that he could not make handsigns and blindfolded.

“Sasuke,” Suigetsu called. “He’s awake.”

“You even think Amaterasu and I’ll kill you now.”

“Foolish little brother.”

“Silence!”

Itachi defied him. “Where’s Madara?”

“Next to you, but still unconscious. I’ve captured the two of you, Hidan, Deidara, and that opportunistic turncoat Kabuto. We’ve killed Kisame, Pein, Sasori, Konan, Zetsu, and Kakasu. Akatsuki is done.”

“Why didn’t you kill us?”

“I’m taking you back to Konoha. We’ll deal with you there.” Sasuke struck him in the temple and he knew no more until he was being marched into Konoha.

Madara had truly loved Itachi, even more than Itachi loved him, but Itachi loved him enough to rail in the streets for his life. He would make Sasuke suffer. Both brothers made the same mistake: letting the other one live.

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He should have known; Itachi stepped from Madara to him as easily as he stepped from one lovers’ bed to another. Itachi may have loved Madara—he made a big enough scene when Sasuke killed him—but Itachi didn’t really care about anyone but himself. But what was Itachi to do? Implicate himself to his husband and flee again? No one would spare his life a second time and Naruto might just come to his senses and reconcile with Sasuke in order to track them down. Hidan guessed he shouldn’t be surprised at how easily Itachi cut him off.

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Itachi and Naruto switched places with Naruto on his back and Itachi riding his cock, quite frankly just desperate to get himself off as Naruto tried to pull him down harder.

“Sasuke,” Naruto whimpered. Itachi stopped dead. Naruto was a few seconds coming back to his senses enough to look at Itachi. “What’s wrong?”

Itachi’s back was painfully straight and rigid. “Nothing, I thought I heard something.” Itachi renewed his efforts, rolling his hips and clinching his muscles to bring Naruto off as soon as possible. The idiot didn’t even realize what he’d let slip. Naruto cam and didn’t notice that Itachi had completely lost his erection.

Naruto purred contentedly and pulled Itachi into his arms. Itachi allowed himself to guided, but his eyes had gone crimson. He felt Naruto drift off. Itachi pulled away. He couldn’t sleep. So much for the possibility of love between them. Sasuke had to go.