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2 Young 2 Be Mine

By: Mysticaldragon11
folder Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating: Adult +
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2 Young 2 Be Mine Ch 39

It was surreal. Itachi had been married to Kisame for a week now but he was still convinced it was a dream. Sure nothing had changed but the fact that he was legally married to Kisame. A piece of paper stated that he belonged to Kisame. It was too good to be true.



Kisame had been helping him learn all of the laws of the road so he could get his permit. They were now standing in front of the DMV. Itachi wasn't really nervous about the test but with Kisame standing there looking at him like he was it was a little nerve wracking.



"Could you please stop?" Itachi asked.



"Stop what? Kisame replied looking confused.



"You keep looking at me like I am a little kid who is going to Kindergarten for the first time or something." Itachi said.



Kisame laughed. "That is not what I am looking at you like this for. I am simply worried that you will discover you don't want to be with me and if I let you grow up you will move on without me." Kisame said.



"Seriously? If anyone isn't going to want to be with someone it is you who won't want me when you realize how far ahead of me you are." Itachi said gloomily.



Kisame wrapped his arms around Itachi's shoulders and hugged him tight to him.  "Never, Itachi. You are mine and I am yours, remember?" Kisame said with a smile.



Itachi nodded. "Yeah, okay. Let's go get this over with." He said and led Kisame into the building.



An hour later they stood outside again with Itachi holding his permit in hand. He smiled at Kisame and gave him a cute little pout. Kisame had a bad feeling about it too.



"What is that look for?" He asked. Itachi gave Kisame a soft kiss on the lips and hugged him provocatively. Kisame groaned as his desire began to build. Itachi was killing him slowly with lust.



"I want to drive." Itachi said. Okay the lust was gone and Kisame's head was spinning off of his shoulders. He was now terrified. If he was right Itachi had never driven before in his life. Now Kisame was going to have to literally put his life in Itachi's hands? Oh boy marriage was now cruel.



Kisame gave Itachi a smile that said maybe we should talk about this. Of course Itachi waved it off. He reached his hand out for the keys and headed to Kisame's truck. Kisame was looking for anything that would save them from having to go anywhere.



Itachi pulled the keys from Kisame's reluctant fingers and opened the driver's door. He climbed up into the truck and put on his seat belt. Terror gripped Kisame at the thought of riding shotgun to his new teen husband. He was beginning to wonder if Mikoto hadn't been evil in her plotting.



"Come on, Kisame. Let's go. I don't want to be here all day." Itachi said huffily. Kisame took a few deep breaths and got in the passenger side. He put his seat belt on and checked it several times. Itachi started the truck and Kisame went blue.



He was going to regret this. Itachi put his foot on the brake and shifted the truck into reverse. He checked his mirrors and eased out of the space. Kisame closed his eyes tightly and refused to look until he had no choice.



Itachi drove out onto the street and pulled up to a red light. Kisame cracked open one eye to see what was up with the stop. He noticed that they had gone some distance down the street and were stopped at a red light. Everything looked well.



"Itachi, where did you learn to drive?" Kisame asked curiously.



"Madara taught me one summer. I never forgot how. I knew I would need to know it so I paid attention all the time." Itachi said casually.

He drove on from the red light and turned onto the street that would take them to the interstate. Again Kisame was nervous but he found he had no reason to be. Itachi drove well and efficient.



They pulled into the driveway and were surprised to see Fugaku putting some suitcases into his car. Mikoto stood on the step and waved at Itachi and Kisame. They parked and walked over to her.



"Mother, where is father going?" Itachi asked suspiciously. Mikoto smiled.



"Your father is going to be spending some time with your uncle in the states. We have decided we need a break and to decide what is really important in life." She said confidently.



"Does father know?" Itachi asked. He looked at his father nervously.



"Yes, your father knows. I told him and then I put my foot down. He will no longer be running this family as though we don't have feelings. He will learn to accept the things he cannot change or he will be living without me." Mikoto said.



Itachi felt ill for a moment. "Mother, is it worth all of this to keep me here?" He asked sadly.



"Yes, Itachi. It is. It is worth all in the world to make my boys happy." She said with a smile as she hugged him to her. He hugged her back. "Your father has to learn that not everything is black and white." Mikoto stepped off the step and walked over to stand next to Kisame.



"Don't look so down. Fugaku is upset but he will get over it or he won't. It is not anything you have done." She said giving Kisame a hug. He hugged her back and gave a small nod.



Fugaku turned to look at the two. Both sets of eyes dropped to the ground in shame. Kisame turned to go to his house. He wasn't sure he could handle seeing Itachi upset that his parent's marriage had hit a snag thanks to his involvement with Itachi.



Fugaku caught Kisame by the arm before he could walk passed him. He turned to look at Fugaku. "I am so very sorry, sir. I never meant to cause any waves in your family." Kisame pulled his arm free and walked away. Fugaku looked after him as he watched him enter his house.



Itachi rushed passed his mom to follow Kisame. Fugaku stopped him as well. "You were really so desperate to stay here that you let your mother do something so sneaky and you ruined my relationship with Kisame?" Fugaku asked.



"I knew you would see it that way! You never see anything but what you want to see. Mother's right. Everything is black and white to you." Itachi said. He rushed over to Kisame's and walked in unannounced.



Kisame opened his arms and Itachi threw himself into them. They held each other in the doorway of the kitchen for a good twenty minutes or so. Trembling they both sat down on the sofa. Itachi crawled into Kisame's lap.



A moment later Mikoto walked in without knocking. She needed to see for herself that the boys were okay. She could tell by looking at them that they were both rattled. "Guys, it's going to be okay. Give him some time and maybe he will come around. He is hurt and angry but he left me no choice." Mikoto said.



Itachi crawled off of Kisame's lap and crawled over to his mom. He put his head in her lap and cried. She cooed and soothed him with words and ran her fingers through his hair. He clung to her legs and sobbed into her skirt.



Kisame walked over to the love seat and sat down next to Mikoto. He rubbed Itachi's shoulder to help calm him. Mikoto smiled at Kisame and gave him a hug. She kissed his cheek and slid Itachi onto Kisame's lap.



She stood up and walked quietly out the door to her own house. She had to check on Sasuke. He had dropped some heavy news on them as well. It seemed that Itachi wasn't the only one into the male persuasion.



Kisame pulled Itachi back up onto his lap and held him until he fell asleep. He picked him up and carried him up to his room. He guessed technically it was their room now. He laid Itachi on the bed and covered him up. He was going to leave to go check on Mikoto again to make sure she really was okay when he looked out the bedroom window.



He could see Sasuke and Mikoto in the back yard and it looked as though Sasuke was distressed. He was better off leaving them alone for now. Instead he turned and crawled into the bed next to Itachi. Itachi cuddled against him and Kisame held his lover close. They slept on through the night and tomorrow would be time enough to work through their emotions.

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