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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
Chapters:
7
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DarkAngelJudas: *joins you in the Snoopy dance* Yes, I enjoyed writing that. I just loved the idea of Itachi having to throw things at the wall and it was all the inspiration I needed. I also loved the idea of Itachi and Kisame having this kind of relationship and Kisame being hung like a horse. There’s a picture that’s been flouting around the internet of Kisame and Itachi and you can see Kisame’s cock through Itachi’s skin it’s so big. That was the inspiration for that. Looked for it on the net just now and couldn’t find it. Luckily, it’s on my hard drive. Lucky me! Anyway, I have a lot of affection for this story.
acetwolf94: ^_^
Nazrita: I’m so glad!
ReaperninHiro: That makes me happy. As much as I love hearing that people enjoy my work, praise about the art of writing warms my heart. I wish I could use my way with words to thank you for that kind of review.
DevilsDarkKitsune: Fire and water, oil and water . . . that difference—which makes them an interesting couple—comes into play a lot in this chapter.
I want to note that this story sort of replaces everything that happened in the manga after the battle between the brothers. So Naruto did not train with Bee or fight Pein and go Kyuubi on his ass.
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“WHAT THE FUCK?!”
Naruto bolted up while Itachi just rolled onto his back not wanting to wake up. But he was forced to when Naruto pressed back against him in a futile attempt to get further away from the door. Itachi pushed Naruto away and sat up. He looked at the door to see a very shocked little brother and an amused silver haired Jounin behind him—though all he really saw was someone Sasuke’s height and build with black hair and someone Kakashi’s height and build with a brush of silver hair, no longer able to recognize faces at anything closer than a foot.
“What time is it, Otouto?” Itachi asked groggily.
“What the fuck are you two doing in bed together?” Sasuke demanded.
“We were sleeping,” Itachi growled.
“I think it’s pretty obvious what they were doing, ‘uke,” Kakashi said.
Sasuke entered the room, too shocked to admonish Kakashi for the use of his TMI nickname. Sasuke reached out to grab Naruto by the hair. Itachi was fast, he grabbed Sasuke’s wrist.
“Otouto,” he growled, “I love you, more than my soul, and I’m eternally grateful for your forgiveness and bringing me home, but you really don’t understand when you are terribly unwelcome. Don’t you dare touch my boyfriend or we’ll see whose Susanoo is the most powerful.”
Naruto had shrunk back against the headboard and was staring at Itachi with wide eyes. Sasuke was in utter shock. Kakashi stood in the doorway wondering if this was going to delay breakfast.
Impatient with the immobile Uchiha, Kakashi came up and put an arm around Sasuke’s waist and pulled him away; Itachi released his grip as he Sasuke was pulled away.
“Let’s leave the love birds alone and have breakfast,” Kakashi said.
That brought Sasuke back to himself. “Do you only ever think with your stomach?”
“No, usually with something lower.” Kakashi shut the door.
Itachi kissed Naruto and pulled him back down. “Go back to sleep.” Itachi was out in a second, his arms still around Naruto. With an amused huff, Naruto fell back to sleep too, confidant that Itachi could and would protect him from a protective, possessive, wrathful little brother.
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But Itachi couldn’t be with him all the time.
Kakashi had dragged Sasuke out of the house, so Naruto and Itachi were alone when Naruto woke up later that morning.
It felt so good to wake up with someone’s arms around him. But the good feeling wore off quickly. Itachi was clutching him tightly and Naruto couldn’t help but wonder if Itachi really loved him or just wanted someone, anyone. He couldn’t know who he was holding when he was asleep. Naruto was starting to regret this whole thing. He wanted to get away to his own apartment and away from Itachi; he’d forget his doubts if he stayed with Itachi and he wanted to think clearly.
Naruto tried to pull out of Itachi’s arms; Itachi just clung to him tighter. He groaned and nuzzled his face into Naruto’s back.
But then again, what if Naruto was just being insecure? What if Itachi really did love him? Then Naruto remembered Sasuke’s reaction to finding them together. He was screwed; Sasuke was going to kill him. But anyone would react that way to finding their best friend in bed with their sibling.
Naruto tired again to ease his body from Itachi’s grasp and Itachi finally gave up and turned over onto his back, releasing Naruto. Naruto tried to get out of bed without waking Itachi, but Itachi was a shinobi.
“Naruto?”
Naruto panicked and looked back at the sleepy Uchiha. He could tell Itachi couldn’t see his expression since he didn’t look concerned. Itachi’s bad eyesight was a relief right now.
“I should get home and take a shower and change.”
Itachi hummed in either agreement or understanding. Naruto finished dressing and fled.
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Naruto did go home, shower, and dress in fresh clothes. He decided there was only one thing to do: go talk to Iruka.
However, on his way to Iruka’s apartment . . .
“Uzumaki!”
Naruto cringed and stopped on a rooftop. Sasuke landed nearby, enraged.
Naruto backed up, losing his footing and falling backward, frightened by Sasuke’s furious eyes. He covered his own eyes. “You’re not supposed to use your Sharingan!”
“I don’t need it to gut you,” Sasuke growled.
Just then a silvered haired Jounin swooped in to grab Sasuke around the waist again and cover his eyes with his other hand. “You are just like a falcon, you know that?” Kakashi said in his normal disinterest voice. “I should get you a hood that covers your eyes to calm you the fuck down.”
“He’s fucking my brother!” Sasuke argued.
“Actually, from the looks of things, I’d say he was being fucked by your brother.” Sasuke struggled in Kakashi’s arms. “Come, bird, come; let’s go home to big brother Itachi. You should talk to your brother before you try to kill his lover.”
Kakashi held Sasuke tightly as he leaped away. Naruto lay on the roof for a minute, more adrenaline pumping through his system at his near escape than when he was having sex with Itachi.
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Sasuke wiggled out of Kakashi’s grasp and Kakashi landed to let him go. They walked the rest of the way back to the house.
Itachi was freshly washed and lounging on the sofa when the other pair of lovers returned. He totally did look like a man who had just gotten laid for the first time in weeks: content and at peace with the world. Actually, Sasuke thought he looked like a sleepy cat stretching on its back. He couldn’t be mad seeing his beloved brother looking so comfortable. Kakashi disappeared into the kitchen to leave the brothers alone.
Sasuke sat down near his brother. “I’m sort of sorry for this morning.”
“Yeah, I was a little out of line as well.”
“Do you really . . . love him?”
“I do.”
“Why?” Sasuke couldn’t keep the insult toward Naruto out of his voice.
“I can’t explain it. Why do you love Kakashi?”
Kakashi leaned back to hear better, but neither of the brothers noticed—or cared.
“I can’t explain it either.” Sasuke stopped and seriously gave it thought. “I guess . . . he’s always been supportive and understood me. To an extent. It wasn’t so much his looks since I never saw his face until after I admitted I loved him. Though I have to say everything I saw before that I liked. I feel I can talk to him and I feel safe and loved when I’m with him. I can’t really put it into words.”
“I enjoy Naruto’s company and I do find him attractive. I don’t know, I just love him. I feel good around him.”
“But you deserve someone much more sophisticated and intelligent and beautiful. Naruto’s a great guy, a loyal friend and all, but to spend the rest of your life with him? I love you so much, Aniki, I just want you to be sure and be happy. Naruto’s . . . Who else have you been around? I don’t want you to attach yourself to the first person you like. I would think Neji or Shikamaru, they’re both much more sedate. You’re not outgoing or energetic. Naruto’s a whirling ball of sunshine! He seems like a partier, you’re not. Can you really live around someone as energetic, loud, and outgoing? He has tons of friends.”
Itachi took a little offense at first, on his behalf and Naruto’s, but then Sasuke started making some sense. He couldn’t even throw Sasuke’s words back at him because Kakashi did share Sasuke’s temperament and lack of a large number of friends. He did start thinking about living with Naruto and he had to doubt himself: could he suffer through being around a crowd of younger shinobi?
Sasuke saw Itachi’s expression fall and felt guilty for taking the wind out of his sails. “I’m sorry; I’m just worried about you. I . . . Naruto’s not the person I would have thought you’d want. Don’t listen to me, do what makes you happy.”
“I admit I didn’t really think about how his personality and life would affect mine.” Itachi sighed. “I’ll think about it.”
“I’m sorry for making you doubt him. I want you to be happy.”
“I know.”
“Thank you for not objecting to Kakashi. You could have because of the age difference.”
“No, I know that your personalities match and I can understand the affection that must be between you. It’s really the maturity level that concerns me. You’re just as—if not more—mature as Kakashi. You’ve just reminded me about Naruto’s level of maturity and I’m now worried about the people I’ll probably have to be around.”
“Does he love you?”
Itachi sighed again. “He panicked when I made my feelings known, that’s why he was avoiding me. But I think he does. He said he does.”
It was Sasuke’s turn to sigh. “I hope he does.” He came over to crouch and kissed Itachi’s forehead then rested his forehead against Itachi’s. “I don’t want him to break your heart.”
Itachi smiled weakly. “I’m used to it.”
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Naruto finally made it to Iruka’s and told him about his budding relationship with the elder Uchiha.
“Whoa,” Iruka said. “That’s unexpected.”
“Tell me about it.”
“Sasuke’s reaction, however, isn’t. That seems very Sasuke-like.”
“I’m worried that Itachi’s desperate, you know. Sasuke said that only Shikamaru, Neji and me go to see Itachi. He’s nearly blind too. What can he see in me? He’s older, more mature, smarter, gorgeous . . . perfect. I’m just a loud-mouthed loser.”
“Don’t put yourself down,” Iruka admonished. “But you are right about Itachi. He’s very refined. I can’t image him being attracted to anyone not as . . . quiet as he is.”
“When they switch eyes and Itachi can see again, he’ll realize he’s made a mistake.”
“I don’t think so; you are an attractive man.”
“But not as good looking as him.”
“Itachi is one of the most beautiful people in the world, but that doesn’t really affect who he thinks is attractive.”
“He was around Kisame for . . . I don’t know how long. Kisame was ugly. Anyone is better looking than that.”
“I’m afraid I don’t have any advice for you. Except to ask: do you really love Itachi?”
Naruto took a deep breath. “I’m not sure. I really enjoyed last night and he’s gorgeous. I like spending time with him. I don’t know.”
“That’s something you really need to figure out. You owe it to Itachi as well as yourself.”
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Kakashi gave the brothers space, staying in the kitchen cleaning up and then leaning against the counter and reading his ever-present book until Sasuke came to him.
“Well?” Kakashi put away his book.
“I made Itachi doubt his feelings and now I feel like shit.” He came up and put his arms around Kakashi, leaning his head against Kakashi’s chest. He’d diminished in height because of his sudden depression. He straightened sensing strong chakra approach. A masked ANBU appeared at the window.
“Uchiha-san, we could use your help on a mission.”
“My eye-sight is deteriorating; I’m not allowed to go on missions for a while. I would if I could.”
“Understood. Good luck with the surgery, Uchiha-san.”
“Thank you.”
“Hatake-sempai,” the ANBU acknowledged him before jumping away.
“Next week,” Sasuke mused. His eyebrows went up. “Is Itachi just desperate to have someone around like you will be for me?”
“You’re brother isn’t that short-sighted. So to speak. He’s always planned a hundred steps ahead, years ahead; I don’t think he’d change his thinking with his love life. First love though . . .” His one visible eye looked at Sasuke with palpable affection.
“Am I really your first love, or are you just refereeing to my first love?”
“I’ve had lovers, but I’ve never been in love before. And I was actually just refereeing to Itachi and Naruto.”
“Naruto,” Sasuke grumbled. “He was in love with Sakura; this isn’t his first love.”
“Isn’t it?”
“Are you just going to gossip all day or are you going to make lunch?” Itachi called from what the lovers hoped was out of normal earshot. After they stood in mortified silence for a few seconds, Itachi added, “No, I can’t hear what you’re saying. Just make lunch; I never ate breakfast.”
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Naruto had been thinking about what he really felt for Itachi and he couldn’t say anything definite. He decided to go see Itachi again and risk seeing Sasuke. It was late afternoon and Sasuke didn’t seem to be around, but Itachi’s chakra was inviting before the Uchiha even knew he was there.
Itachi beamed at him when Itachi opened the door.
“I’m glad my brother didn’t murder you.”
“Yeah. He tried, but Kakashi stopped him.”
“Come in; they’ve gone out.”
Itachi was so happy to see his new lover when he opened the door that he forgot his new misgivings. They came back to him as Naruto walked past him. He wanted them gone. Let me have a few moments of happiness in my life, he pleaded to no one in particular.
“Want to go out? I haven’t eaten yet,” Itachi said with convincing false cheer. “Sasuke told me about this small, romantic place Kakashi took him to.”
Seeing Itachi cheerful was enough to make Naruto’s heart swell. Yeah, he loved Itachi. He could live on those smiles. He couldn’t stop himself from hugging Itachi. Itachi was surprised, but hugged him back. Yeah, just for a little while let him forget his misgivings and enjoy his little ball of sunshine. It was so strange that they were like this now after their history, but Itachi never did physically assault Naruto come to think of it. Itachi smiled at that fact.
“I do love you, Itachi. Let’s go. Although, I don’t have a lot of money.”
“I do.” He nuzzled Naruto’s hair. He loved holding the blond in his arms. He let go and grabbed his cloak.
After dinner, Naruto again escorted Itachi home. Itachi stopped when he realized Sasuke was home.
“Probably shouldn’t give Sasuke a reason to freak out. Listen, I want you to know I’m okay if you want to hide our relationship. I don’t like being the center of attention or having people gossip about my life, but I also do love you. Hide it, flaunt it, it’s up to you.”
“Yeah, thanks. I really don’t know how to tell anyone about it.”
Itachi kissed him. “I would like to meet your friends though; they don’t have to know about our relationship if you don’t want them to.”
“Maybe we can have a party!”
Itachi inwardly cringed. “If you like. What would we be celebrating?”
Naruto pouted and looked pensive trying to think of a reason. It warmed Itachi’s heart, but he was concerned about what Sasuke had said. Could he be comfortable in Naruto’s world? Some of that sadness made it into his eyes and Naruto noticed.
“Are you okay?”
“Of course. I should get home before Sasuke worries and hunts us down. Think about that party. Goodnight.”
“Goodnight.”
Naruto may have been dense, but he understood that something was wrong. He went home.
Itachi entered the house he shared with his brother to find said little brother waiting up on the sofa. Alone.
“I thought you couldn’t stand to be separated from Kakashi for five minutes,” Itachi deadpanned and leaned back against the door.
“We didn’t want to annoy you again. We can spend one night apart. Are you okay?”
“Just tired, Otouto. I feel so old.”
“You were with Naruto?”
“Yeah. Honestly, he seems more mature all of a sudden. I think he’s more comfortable with the idea of us being together now.” Itachi pushed off the door and came to sit on the sofa. Sasuke had curled his legs under himself when he sat up at Itachi’s entrance. “I want to meet his friends, see what I’m in for, and he suggested a party. That depresses me. Then again, I’ve never been to a party. I’d rather just drink tea in a quiet corner.”
“Well, we’re all too young to drink, so it shouldn’t be too wild. I’ll be there—invited or not—so at least you can hang out with me.”
“You won’t be face sucking with Kakashi?”
“I don’t think anyone knows about us yet.”
“Well, Naruto does.”
“Can’t help that. I really don’t care what people think, I just don’t think I have to tell anyone but you.”
“I feel the same way.”
“Why didn’t you tell me before I found you in bed together?”
“I wasn’t sure until that night if we were going to be a couple or not. We also feared what you would do or say.”
“I did overreact.”
Itachi motioned for Sasuke to come closer and Sasuke did, expecting to have to dodge a finger to the forehead, but Itachi just pulled him into his lap and held him back to front.
“You’ll always be my baby brother, but you’re so much heavier. I remember holding you as a newborn.”
“Aniki,” Sasuke whined.
“You have no idea how happy I am to have you back in my life.”
“I think I do; I’m just as happy.”
Itachi kissed his temple. “I’m going to bed. Is Kakashi still going on missions?”
“No. The Hokage wants to make sure he’s around to look after us.”
Itachi rested his chin on Sasuke’s shoulder. “How bad is your eyesight?”
“I can’t read and I have . . . spells, a few seconds of near blindness that make me dizzy, headaches.”
“Everything’s blotches of color. I can’t see in dim light at all anymore.”
“Just a few more days.”
Itachi ruffled Sasuke’s hair. “Worrying won’t do us any good. Goodnight.”
Sasuke stood and hugged Itachi when he stood up. “Goodnight.” Itachi was half way to his room when Sasuke said, “’tachi, I kind of miss sleeping in my Aniki’s bed, you know.”
Itachi smiled. “As long as you don’t snore, Otouto.”
They were both scared and it was nice to chastely cuddle up with each other like they used to when they were kids.
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Sorry about the lack of sex or Kisame ruminations. Both are coming up in the next chapter. ^_^
acetwolf94: ^_^
Nazrita: I’m so glad!
ReaperninHiro: That makes me happy. As much as I love hearing that people enjoy my work, praise about the art of writing warms my heart. I wish I could use my way with words to thank you for that kind of review.
DevilsDarkKitsune: Fire and water, oil and water . . . that difference—which makes them an interesting couple—comes into play a lot in this chapter.
I want to note that this story sort of replaces everything that happened in the manga after the battle between the brothers. So Naruto did not train with Bee or fight Pein and go Kyuubi on his ass.
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“WHAT THE FUCK?!”
Naruto bolted up while Itachi just rolled onto his back not wanting to wake up. But he was forced to when Naruto pressed back against him in a futile attempt to get further away from the door. Itachi pushed Naruto away and sat up. He looked at the door to see a very shocked little brother and an amused silver haired Jounin behind him—though all he really saw was someone Sasuke’s height and build with black hair and someone Kakashi’s height and build with a brush of silver hair, no longer able to recognize faces at anything closer than a foot.
“What time is it, Otouto?” Itachi asked groggily.
“What the fuck are you two doing in bed together?” Sasuke demanded.
“We were sleeping,” Itachi growled.
“I think it’s pretty obvious what they were doing, ‘uke,” Kakashi said.
Sasuke entered the room, too shocked to admonish Kakashi for the use of his TMI nickname. Sasuke reached out to grab Naruto by the hair. Itachi was fast, he grabbed Sasuke’s wrist.
“Otouto,” he growled, “I love you, more than my soul, and I’m eternally grateful for your forgiveness and bringing me home, but you really don’t understand when you are terribly unwelcome. Don’t you dare touch my boyfriend or we’ll see whose Susanoo is the most powerful.”
Naruto had shrunk back against the headboard and was staring at Itachi with wide eyes. Sasuke was in utter shock. Kakashi stood in the doorway wondering if this was going to delay breakfast.
Impatient with the immobile Uchiha, Kakashi came up and put an arm around Sasuke’s waist and pulled him away; Itachi released his grip as he Sasuke was pulled away.
“Let’s leave the love birds alone and have breakfast,” Kakashi said.
That brought Sasuke back to himself. “Do you only ever think with your stomach?”
“No, usually with something lower.” Kakashi shut the door.
Itachi kissed Naruto and pulled him back down. “Go back to sleep.” Itachi was out in a second, his arms still around Naruto. With an amused huff, Naruto fell back to sleep too, confidant that Itachi could and would protect him from a protective, possessive, wrathful little brother.
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But Itachi couldn’t be with him all the time.
Kakashi had dragged Sasuke out of the house, so Naruto and Itachi were alone when Naruto woke up later that morning.
It felt so good to wake up with someone’s arms around him. But the good feeling wore off quickly. Itachi was clutching him tightly and Naruto couldn’t help but wonder if Itachi really loved him or just wanted someone, anyone. He couldn’t know who he was holding when he was asleep. Naruto was starting to regret this whole thing. He wanted to get away to his own apartment and away from Itachi; he’d forget his doubts if he stayed with Itachi and he wanted to think clearly.
Naruto tried to pull out of Itachi’s arms; Itachi just clung to him tighter. He groaned and nuzzled his face into Naruto’s back.
But then again, what if Naruto was just being insecure? What if Itachi really did love him? Then Naruto remembered Sasuke’s reaction to finding them together. He was screwed; Sasuke was going to kill him. But anyone would react that way to finding their best friend in bed with their sibling.
Naruto tired again to ease his body from Itachi’s grasp and Itachi finally gave up and turned over onto his back, releasing Naruto. Naruto tried to get out of bed without waking Itachi, but Itachi was a shinobi.
“Naruto?”
Naruto panicked and looked back at the sleepy Uchiha. He could tell Itachi couldn’t see his expression since he didn’t look concerned. Itachi’s bad eyesight was a relief right now.
“I should get home and take a shower and change.”
Itachi hummed in either agreement or understanding. Naruto finished dressing and fled.
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Naruto did go home, shower, and dress in fresh clothes. He decided there was only one thing to do: go talk to Iruka.
However, on his way to Iruka’s apartment . . .
“Uzumaki!”
Naruto cringed and stopped on a rooftop. Sasuke landed nearby, enraged.
Naruto backed up, losing his footing and falling backward, frightened by Sasuke’s furious eyes. He covered his own eyes. “You’re not supposed to use your Sharingan!”
“I don’t need it to gut you,” Sasuke growled.
Just then a silvered haired Jounin swooped in to grab Sasuke around the waist again and cover his eyes with his other hand. “You are just like a falcon, you know that?” Kakashi said in his normal disinterest voice. “I should get you a hood that covers your eyes to calm you the fuck down.”
“He’s fucking my brother!” Sasuke argued.
“Actually, from the looks of things, I’d say he was being fucked by your brother.” Sasuke struggled in Kakashi’s arms. “Come, bird, come; let’s go home to big brother Itachi. You should talk to your brother before you try to kill his lover.”
Kakashi held Sasuke tightly as he leaped away. Naruto lay on the roof for a minute, more adrenaline pumping through his system at his near escape than when he was having sex with Itachi.
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Sasuke wiggled out of Kakashi’s grasp and Kakashi landed to let him go. They walked the rest of the way back to the house.
Itachi was freshly washed and lounging on the sofa when the other pair of lovers returned. He totally did look like a man who had just gotten laid for the first time in weeks: content and at peace with the world. Actually, Sasuke thought he looked like a sleepy cat stretching on its back. He couldn’t be mad seeing his beloved brother looking so comfortable. Kakashi disappeared into the kitchen to leave the brothers alone.
Sasuke sat down near his brother. “I’m sort of sorry for this morning.”
“Yeah, I was a little out of line as well.”
“Do you really . . . love him?”
“I do.”
“Why?” Sasuke couldn’t keep the insult toward Naruto out of his voice.
“I can’t explain it. Why do you love Kakashi?”
Kakashi leaned back to hear better, but neither of the brothers noticed—or cared.
“I can’t explain it either.” Sasuke stopped and seriously gave it thought. “I guess . . . he’s always been supportive and understood me. To an extent. It wasn’t so much his looks since I never saw his face until after I admitted I loved him. Though I have to say everything I saw before that I liked. I feel I can talk to him and I feel safe and loved when I’m with him. I can’t really put it into words.”
“I enjoy Naruto’s company and I do find him attractive. I don’t know, I just love him. I feel good around him.”
“But you deserve someone much more sophisticated and intelligent and beautiful. Naruto’s a great guy, a loyal friend and all, but to spend the rest of your life with him? I love you so much, Aniki, I just want you to be sure and be happy. Naruto’s . . . Who else have you been around? I don’t want you to attach yourself to the first person you like. I would think Neji or Shikamaru, they’re both much more sedate. You’re not outgoing or energetic. Naruto’s a whirling ball of sunshine! He seems like a partier, you’re not. Can you really live around someone as energetic, loud, and outgoing? He has tons of friends.”
Itachi took a little offense at first, on his behalf and Naruto’s, but then Sasuke started making some sense. He couldn’t even throw Sasuke’s words back at him because Kakashi did share Sasuke’s temperament and lack of a large number of friends. He did start thinking about living with Naruto and he had to doubt himself: could he suffer through being around a crowd of younger shinobi?
Sasuke saw Itachi’s expression fall and felt guilty for taking the wind out of his sails. “I’m sorry; I’m just worried about you. I . . . Naruto’s not the person I would have thought you’d want. Don’t listen to me, do what makes you happy.”
“I admit I didn’t really think about how his personality and life would affect mine.” Itachi sighed. “I’ll think about it.”
“I’m sorry for making you doubt him. I want you to be happy.”
“I know.”
“Thank you for not objecting to Kakashi. You could have because of the age difference.”
“No, I know that your personalities match and I can understand the affection that must be between you. It’s really the maturity level that concerns me. You’re just as—if not more—mature as Kakashi. You’ve just reminded me about Naruto’s level of maturity and I’m now worried about the people I’ll probably have to be around.”
“Does he love you?”
Itachi sighed again. “He panicked when I made my feelings known, that’s why he was avoiding me. But I think he does. He said he does.”
It was Sasuke’s turn to sigh. “I hope he does.” He came over to crouch and kissed Itachi’s forehead then rested his forehead against Itachi’s. “I don’t want him to break your heart.”
Itachi smiled weakly. “I’m used to it.”
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Naruto finally made it to Iruka’s and told him about his budding relationship with the elder Uchiha.
“Whoa,” Iruka said. “That’s unexpected.”
“Tell me about it.”
“Sasuke’s reaction, however, isn’t. That seems very Sasuke-like.”
“I’m worried that Itachi’s desperate, you know. Sasuke said that only Shikamaru, Neji and me go to see Itachi. He’s nearly blind too. What can he see in me? He’s older, more mature, smarter, gorgeous . . . perfect. I’m just a loud-mouthed loser.”
“Don’t put yourself down,” Iruka admonished. “But you are right about Itachi. He’s very refined. I can’t image him being attracted to anyone not as . . . quiet as he is.”
“When they switch eyes and Itachi can see again, he’ll realize he’s made a mistake.”
“I don’t think so; you are an attractive man.”
“But not as good looking as him.”
“Itachi is one of the most beautiful people in the world, but that doesn’t really affect who he thinks is attractive.”
“He was around Kisame for . . . I don’t know how long. Kisame was ugly. Anyone is better looking than that.”
“I’m afraid I don’t have any advice for you. Except to ask: do you really love Itachi?”
Naruto took a deep breath. “I’m not sure. I really enjoyed last night and he’s gorgeous. I like spending time with him. I don’t know.”
“That’s something you really need to figure out. You owe it to Itachi as well as yourself.”
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Kakashi gave the brothers space, staying in the kitchen cleaning up and then leaning against the counter and reading his ever-present book until Sasuke came to him.
“Well?” Kakashi put away his book.
“I made Itachi doubt his feelings and now I feel like shit.” He came up and put his arms around Kakashi, leaning his head against Kakashi’s chest. He’d diminished in height because of his sudden depression. He straightened sensing strong chakra approach. A masked ANBU appeared at the window.
“Uchiha-san, we could use your help on a mission.”
“My eye-sight is deteriorating; I’m not allowed to go on missions for a while. I would if I could.”
“Understood. Good luck with the surgery, Uchiha-san.”
“Thank you.”
“Hatake-sempai,” the ANBU acknowledged him before jumping away.
“Next week,” Sasuke mused. His eyebrows went up. “Is Itachi just desperate to have someone around like you will be for me?”
“You’re brother isn’t that short-sighted. So to speak. He’s always planned a hundred steps ahead, years ahead; I don’t think he’d change his thinking with his love life. First love though . . .” His one visible eye looked at Sasuke with palpable affection.
“Am I really your first love, or are you just refereeing to my first love?”
“I’ve had lovers, but I’ve never been in love before. And I was actually just refereeing to Itachi and Naruto.”
“Naruto,” Sasuke grumbled. “He was in love with Sakura; this isn’t his first love.”
“Isn’t it?”
“Are you just going to gossip all day or are you going to make lunch?” Itachi called from what the lovers hoped was out of normal earshot. After they stood in mortified silence for a few seconds, Itachi added, “No, I can’t hear what you’re saying. Just make lunch; I never ate breakfast.”
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Naruto had been thinking about what he really felt for Itachi and he couldn’t say anything definite. He decided to go see Itachi again and risk seeing Sasuke. It was late afternoon and Sasuke didn’t seem to be around, but Itachi’s chakra was inviting before the Uchiha even knew he was there.
Itachi beamed at him when Itachi opened the door.
“I’m glad my brother didn’t murder you.”
“Yeah. He tried, but Kakashi stopped him.”
“Come in; they’ve gone out.”
Itachi was so happy to see his new lover when he opened the door that he forgot his new misgivings. They came back to him as Naruto walked past him. He wanted them gone. Let me have a few moments of happiness in my life, he pleaded to no one in particular.
“Want to go out? I haven’t eaten yet,” Itachi said with convincing false cheer. “Sasuke told me about this small, romantic place Kakashi took him to.”
Seeing Itachi cheerful was enough to make Naruto’s heart swell. Yeah, he loved Itachi. He could live on those smiles. He couldn’t stop himself from hugging Itachi. Itachi was surprised, but hugged him back. Yeah, just for a little while let him forget his misgivings and enjoy his little ball of sunshine. It was so strange that they were like this now after their history, but Itachi never did physically assault Naruto come to think of it. Itachi smiled at that fact.
“I do love you, Itachi. Let’s go. Although, I don’t have a lot of money.”
“I do.” He nuzzled Naruto’s hair. He loved holding the blond in his arms. He let go and grabbed his cloak.
After dinner, Naruto again escorted Itachi home. Itachi stopped when he realized Sasuke was home.
“Probably shouldn’t give Sasuke a reason to freak out. Listen, I want you to know I’m okay if you want to hide our relationship. I don’t like being the center of attention or having people gossip about my life, but I also do love you. Hide it, flaunt it, it’s up to you.”
“Yeah, thanks. I really don’t know how to tell anyone about it.”
Itachi kissed him. “I would like to meet your friends though; they don’t have to know about our relationship if you don’t want them to.”
“Maybe we can have a party!”
Itachi inwardly cringed. “If you like. What would we be celebrating?”
Naruto pouted and looked pensive trying to think of a reason. It warmed Itachi’s heart, but he was concerned about what Sasuke had said. Could he be comfortable in Naruto’s world? Some of that sadness made it into his eyes and Naruto noticed.
“Are you okay?”
“Of course. I should get home before Sasuke worries and hunts us down. Think about that party. Goodnight.”
“Goodnight.”
Naruto may have been dense, but he understood that something was wrong. He went home.
Itachi entered the house he shared with his brother to find said little brother waiting up on the sofa. Alone.
“I thought you couldn’t stand to be separated from Kakashi for five minutes,” Itachi deadpanned and leaned back against the door.
“We didn’t want to annoy you again. We can spend one night apart. Are you okay?”
“Just tired, Otouto. I feel so old.”
“You were with Naruto?”
“Yeah. Honestly, he seems more mature all of a sudden. I think he’s more comfortable with the idea of us being together now.” Itachi pushed off the door and came to sit on the sofa. Sasuke had curled his legs under himself when he sat up at Itachi’s entrance. “I want to meet his friends, see what I’m in for, and he suggested a party. That depresses me. Then again, I’ve never been to a party. I’d rather just drink tea in a quiet corner.”
“Well, we’re all too young to drink, so it shouldn’t be too wild. I’ll be there—invited or not—so at least you can hang out with me.”
“You won’t be face sucking with Kakashi?”
“I don’t think anyone knows about us yet.”
“Well, Naruto does.”
“Can’t help that. I really don’t care what people think, I just don’t think I have to tell anyone but you.”
“I feel the same way.”
“Why didn’t you tell me before I found you in bed together?”
“I wasn’t sure until that night if we were going to be a couple or not. We also feared what you would do or say.”
“I did overreact.”
Itachi motioned for Sasuke to come closer and Sasuke did, expecting to have to dodge a finger to the forehead, but Itachi just pulled him into his lap and held him back to front.
“You’ll always be my baby brother, but you’re so much heavier. I remember holding you as a newborn.”
“Aniki,” Sasuke whined.
“You have no idea how happy I am to have you back in my life.”
“I think I do; I’m just as happy.”
Itachi kissed his temple. “I’m going to bed. Is Kakashi still going on missions?”
“No. The Hokage wants to make sure he’s around to look after us.”
Itachi rested his chin on Sasuke’s shoulder. “How bad is your eyesight?”
“I can’t read and I have . . . spells, a few seconds of near blindness that make me dizzy, headaches.”
“Everything’s blotches of color. I can’t see in dim light at all anymore.”
“Just a few more days.”
Itachi ruffled Sasuke’s hair. “Worrying won’t do us any good. Goodnight.”
Sasuke stood and hugged Itachi when he stood up. “Goodnight.” Itachi was half way to his room when Sasuke said, “’tachi, I kind of miss sleeping in my Aniki’s bed, you know.”
Itachi smiled. “As long as you don’t snore, Otouto.”
They were both scared and it was nice to chastely cuddle up with each other like they used to when they were kids.
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Sorry about the lack of sex or Kisame ruminations. Both are coming up in the next chapter. ^_^