Moving Day

What’s up?! I am SO sorry again for not updating sooner! I know I promised like, every other day; but my dads been hassling me to get a job, and well, I’ve discovered Naruto Doujinshi’s and well …. –drools-- …. Oh! Um, well, I’ve been distracted, to say the least. –cough-- anyway; here is the 5th installment of ‘Moving Day’. I’m really surprised to see how well I’m keeping this going; and how well you all seem to like it! I’m really glad! This being my first fanfic ever; I was really REALLY worried that no one would like it! I have insecurities like that. I mildly have an idea of where this story is going; I already have quite a few details played out; but to let you all know; I’m just making most of this up as I go. I was never one to write outlines and plan stuff out. Just not my style, ya know? Though, like I said I have a general idea of what I’m going to do; so please bear with me through my discoveries, and such. I greatly appreciate it! Thank you all SOOO much! Oh, also; in the last chapter; a few people told me that I was moving too quickly. And thinking on it, you’re semi-correct. What Naruto did though, was more out of relief that Sasuke was okay; then real love or lust or anything like that; more of a confirmation in the heat of passion sort of thing. And unfortunately; for who I don’t know, it probably won’t happen (in their time) again anytime soon. At least a few days. ^_~ --wink—I think that’s all I gotta say; on with the story and such! Oh! and i apologize for itachi and sasuke being OoC. ^--^;; hehe.

Disclaimer: Sasuke!!! –cries— why aren’t mine?!?! –sobs— right, so don’t own Naruto or respective characters. Damnit.

Warnings: Mild incestuous thoughts; Language, mentions of past boyxboy action.
Rating: OT for language

Response to Reviews:

Cheshire666: OMG you’re so enthusiastic and it makes me feel SO good! Your energy is contagious!! I know! Isn’t Shika adorable?! I love his protectiveness! And Gaara; well, we’ll have to see with Gaara. I’m thinking he’ll become a friend of Sasuke’s but he’s still Gaara, and that makes him…. Unpredictable. –evil grin-- he will play an interesting role in the future I think. Oh, and btw; watch the chocolate! It hypes you up like mad! (incase you hadn’t noticed) ^---^

Charmpit: er I don’t know if I could write a foursome; I hadn’t ever really thought about it. –blushes—I don’t think I could do that! In my head maybe; but on paper is SOOO much different! Besides, do you really think Naruto would let anyone near Sasuke with a ten-foot pole? I’m afraid to say that threesomes are probably out; and defiantly foursomes. But I may attempt to write a side fic of something like that. Just to challenge myself, ya know?

Lokivsanubis: Yeaaaah; I hope I corrected the whole ‘moving too fast’ thing. As for Gaara; well, you’ll just have to wait and see; he already knows about his boyfriend’s attraction; the question now, is will he help Neji, or protect Sasuke? That’s what I’m aiming for.

Thank you everyone else who reviewed! I’m getting some awesome plot ideas from you people and the feedback is doing wonders for my self-esteem! –Bows-- arigato-gozaimasu!


“…” Talking

//…// Thoughts

=…= Kyuubi Talk

--…-- Naruto to Kyuubi

((…)) Shukaku Talk


Moving Day

Chapter 4: Flashbacks and some new facts

Itachi’s POV
I lay on my bed glowering at the ceiling. Sasuke hasn’t spoken to me for two days! Two whole days because I refused to let him spend the night at the blonds house tonight. After I found what they were doing a week ago, he really expected me to say yes? I sigh and roll over; images of that afternoon flood my mind,

::::Flashback::::

I pulled my car up to the drive way and glared at the dark blue bike sitting on my lawn. //Brat. I’m going to have a few choice words with him when I get inside.// I growled, slammed my car door shut and stalked up to the front door, which was left open. I raised a brow and slowly walked through the threshold. I stopped dead cold at the sight that greeted me to my immediate left. There was Sasuke, My Little Brother, pushed up against the wall with that blond DEMON pressed against him. They were kissing, and the demon’s hand was up my brother’s shirt. //Fuck Uchiha control!!// I was sure my face was purple with rage as I smashed the front door closed, startling Naruto away from MY Sasuke. The blond moved out of the way and I caught a glimpse of Sasuke, and Oh Fuck did he look hot. All bothered and panting. This caused my eyes to sharpen in the blonds’ direction; ‘I’ should have caused that kind of reaction from Sasuke, NOT this, this monster! This intruder in our family. Controlling my breathing as best as I could, I lifted a shaky left hand and pointed to the door, “Get. Out.” My voice was dark and laced with unsaid murderous intentions, “Now.” I reiterated as the blond hadn’t moved. He squeaked and flashed Sasuke what I presume was a cheeky grin before bolting past my still out stretched arm and through the now once again open front door.

::::End Flashback::::

I growled at the memory. //Fucking blond. I’ll get you. Just you wait.// After that incident, Naruto wasn’t allowed in our house; though I know he picked Sasuke up for school every morning. Then, there was that red head. Apparently he has been giving Sasuke rides home for the past week as well. I’ve only had the pleasure of meeting the static creature once; as I had come home early that day. He was a freak if you ask me, but it didn’t look like he was much of a threat. Though, I could be wrong; his eyes looked almost as dangerous as mine do. And he’s got that ‘knowing’ smirk, I usually have plastered on my face. I shuddered minutely and sat up from bed; just as the door bell rang. I hear Sasuke shout out that he’d get it and walk to my door as he bolts past. //Why such the hurry?// I narrow my eyes and follow Sasuke down to the front door. Standing at the door is a boy I haven’t met yet. He looks to be asleep on his feet; his brown hair pulled lazily up into a high ponytail. I raise a brow at the man behind him, “Deidara? What are you doing here?” Deidara smiles,

“Itachi, yeah. Caught this brat looking for Sasuke, yeah.” He pushes the lazy boy unceremoniously towards me, as I move back.

Regular POV

Shikamaru glares back at the blond, Deidara, he thinks it was, “Sasuke.” Shika mutters out lazily, looking from Sasuke to the older man. //So this is Sasuke’s older brother.// Sasuke blinks,

“Shika? What are you doing here?” Itachi glances down at his little brother, //So, Sasuke didn’t expect him?// He smirks,

“It seems you were uninvited, Shika, was it? Please leave.” While his eyes and voice screamed no room to argue, Sasuke ignored it and reached out and pulled Shika into the house; glaring at both Deidara and Itachi as he sauntered past, and headed towards his bedroom, “Sasuke.” Itachi started, Sasuke flinched visibly; Shika noticed, and turned to face his brother with his, ‘I’m listening’ face. “Who is this boy? And where do you think you are going?” Sasuke’s face scrunched up at the obvious scolding tone in his brother’s voice,

“This is Shikamaru Nara. He’s a friend from school. And I was going to my room. Is that okay, ‘aniki’?” Sasuke drawled out his reference to Itachi sarcastically. Itachi’s face remained impassive to those who didn’t know him, but Sasuke could see the irritation in his brother’s features clear as day.

“Nara.” Itachi stated plainly, giving the boy a once-over. Shikamaru stared back vehemently, and began to calculate the look and the behavior. This man didn’t give much away, but there were subtle signs,

“I have a girlfriend.” Shika stated, seemingly out of nowhere, “And I was just hoping to speak with Sasuke about a project we have in our history class.” Sasuke blinked over at Shikamaru suspiciously, it was true, they did have a project for history, and the two of them were partners, but he figured that they could finish it in class, being prodigies as they were. Itachi seemed to consider this for a moment. Surveyed the lazy boy again, and then nodded.

“Fine. But not for too long; we have dinner plans with Kisame and Sasori at 6:30.” It was 5:30 now. Sasuke blinked, he hadn’t known that,

“When did you plan that aniki?” Itachi turned his hard eyes from the Nara boy and softly settled them on his Sasuke,

“I apologize little brother; I made plans this afternoon and forgot to inform you. Deidara will be coming with us as well, I simply expected him to be late.” Sasuke shrugged, ever since he’d run into Kisame and Sasori at his school he’s been seeing them around a lot.

::::Flashback::::

It was Wednesday, and Sasuke and Shika were leaving their English class quickly in an attempt to avoid Sasuke’s ever-growing population of fan girls and boys when Sasuke pulled a blind corner and crashed into something hard flying back into Shikamaru who barely caught him, “what the--?” Sasuke glanced up and gasped, he’d recognize the blue man anywhere, “Kisame?!” The man’s skin was the result of a family condition, giving him the appearance of a shark, Sasuke knew him to be one of Itachi’s college friends, and one of his own as well.

“Hey mini! I was wondering when we would run into you!” Sasuke smiled at Kisame’s nickname for him and thought about his statement,

“We?” As soon as he asked a tall red head he also knew well walked up beside Kisame and gave a curt nod in Sasuke’s direction, “Sasori! What are you two doing here?” Sasuke fell forward as Kisame pulled him into a tight hug, one that he returned vigorously. Shika stood to the side eyeing the two men up warily; //how does Sasuke know two men who look to be in their early twenties? His older brother, perhaps?// Shika observed the redhead’s eyes soften slightly as he gently ruffled Sasuke’s hair,

“Chibi.” The redhead smirked, “We work here.” Sasuke blinked, as did Shikamaru, //they work here? How come I’ve never seen them before?// The redhead didn’t seem to want to elaborate so Shikamaru turned to the blue one,

“What do the two of you DO here?” Sasuke turned around to face Shikamaru; he’d totally forgotten the other boy was there. He turned back around as Kisame started speaking,

“I’m the pool and any other water-work devices’ mechanic. Sasori here teaches remedial math. He’s the only one that can get those brats to sit down and listen!” He barked out. Shika flinched, he’d heard about the redhead then. It was true, there was said to be only one teacher who could keep every one of those delinquents in line, and it was said he was scary. Sasuke, on the other hand, didn’t seem to be disturbed or shocked; in any case, he looked knowing,

“Yes, if anyone could, it ‘would’ be Sasori.” He smirked casually, “since you guys work here, I’ll probably see you a lot, as for now, its lunch time! And Naruto will get suspicious if me and Shika get there after him.” Sasuke nodded to himself. Shika watched as the two men shared a look before the red one smiled; Shikamaru shuddered,

“Yes, of course, Chibi. We’ll see you around.” Sasori ruffled Sasuke’s hair one more time as he and Kisame walked past.

::::End Flashback::::

Sasuke smirked at the memory, and glanced over at Shikamaru who had just shuddered, apparently, he’d been reminiscing as well. After that day, Sasuke and Shika saw one or both of the men on a daily basis; at one point they’d joined them at the lunch table; Lee and Naruto, whom both took Sasori’s remedial class sat as far from Sasori as humanly possible. Sasuke thought it was so funny that he’d burst out laughing then and there, scaring most people at the table. He looked to his brother, “We should be done before 6.” He relayed mechanically, then turned and restarted his march towards his bedroom, Shika in toe behind him. Itachi blinked and moved to the side to allow Deidara into the house,

“Sas-chan has mentioned that boy before, yeah. Says he hangs with Sasuke a lot, yeah.” Deidara explained carefully. Itachi’s eyes flick in his direction before he internally sighs,

“Kisame as well. Though, he said it was because the boy has all but one class with Sasuke.” Itachi’s eyes sharpen to red slits, “That would imply the boy is smart. Possibly on the genius level for Sasuke to regard him as an intellectual equal.” He frowned, that meant he’d have to be careful around the boy. Deidara decided to voice Itachi’s thoughts,

“Heh, that means he might figure out your feelings for the chibi, yeah? Only an idiot couldn’t see how much you want him.” Itachi’s eyes hardened into a glare, “Not that the chibi is an idiot, yeah! I was just saying—” Itachi cut him off,

“Sasuke’s not stupid. He does notice some things, but what boy in their right mind would automatically assume their older brother is in love with them? Sasuke just figures its how brothers are supposed to act. I’m the only one he has you know.” Deidara feigned thought, then nodded,

“I know, yeah. So, what are you going to do about the blond neighbor? Who by the way has been spying on us, yeah. I saw him when I dragged the lazy boy in, yeah.” Itachi raised a brow for Deidara to continue. Shika’s eyes widened, he’d stopped just around the corner to see if he could hear anything useful, he learned a lot more then he figured he would. Just as Deidara seemed likely to continue a hand was placed on Shika’s shoulder; he jumped and turned to face a concerned Sasuke,

“Shika? Are you okay?” The lazy boy’s eyes widened a bit more, //Should I tell Sasuke?! He has a right to know--// he thought, //But no, Itachi also has a right to privacy, and it seems like he’s had these feelings for a while now and hasn’t acted on them, so why bring it up?// he mulled over silently, //But, there is always a first time for everything--// Sasuke poked Shika on the arm, his face scrunched up in worry; it was like Shikamaru was lost to the world, more so than usual, “Shika?” Shikamaru snapped out of his trance and looked at Sasuke,

“Sorry.” He muttered out, followed by a, “Troublesome.” And a deep sigh. Sasuke raised an eyebrow in question and Shika just shook his head, “So, about the project.” He started as he walked into what he assumed was Sasuke’s room. Sasuke stood dumbfounded in the hallway for a bit before shrugging and following Shika into his bedroom. After about twenty minutes the preparations for their project were done and Shika stood to leave. Sasuke surveyed him carefully; it had appeared that Shika has something one his mind, and was fighting with himself on whether or not he should tell someone, namely Sasuke. “Sasuke,” Shika started, then bit his lip, “Never mind. I’ll see you tomorrow in class.” Sasuke nodded, he wasn’t going to push, whatever was going on was Shika’s business, and really, he didn’t care. Sasuke opened the front door and Shika stepped out on to the porch, “Just be careful.” Shika stated, then turned to walk away lazily hunching his back deep in thought.
Sasuke shut the door and wandered into the living room where Deidara and Itachi were whispering quietly. Sasuke never liked Deidara, the man was weird, and he could tell, had a thing for his niisan. Sasuke shook his head and stood next to Itachi, “Aniki?” Itachi glanced up nonchalantly, silently cheering in his head that Sasuke was speaking with him again; that cheer turned into a deathly glower when Sasuke continued, “Have you rethought my proposal?” Itachi settled his full glare on his baby brother, who didn’t even bat an eyelash,

“No.” was the dark reply, “I can’t stop you from spending time with the nuisance at school, but I can prevent him from being in our home, or you in his.” Sasuke’s eyebrow ticked,

“Aniki! Iruka-sensei will be there, and besides, he said it was an accident! He was worried and just—” Itachi stood up quickly and towered over Sasuke’s small form, Sasuke took a step back. It was true! Naruto had explained the next day at school that he’d just been really worried. Apparently Gaara had violent tendencies and Naruto was afraid that he would hurt Sasuke. Itachi, of course, refused to believe a word of it,

“Someone does not push you against the wall and put a ‘hand’ up your shirt by “accident”” Itachi hissed, “I’ll not say it again; you are not to spend time with that boy outside of school.” He said with finality. Sasuke’s frame began to shake and he fought back tears, he’d become quite close friends with Naruto over the past week; why couldn’t Itachi see that? Why couldn’t he understand that Naruto was one of the first real friends he’s had in years? Sasuke’s red, bloodshot eyes glared up at Itachi,

“Hate you.” Was whispered out, so quietly, Itachi almost didn’t hear it,

“What?” Itachi choked out; he’d hoped he heard wrong, wished he’d heard wrong, hell he even prayed that—

“I ‘hate’ you Itachi!” Sasuke bellowed out before turning on his heels and storming into his room. Itachi cringed as he felt more then heard Sasuke slam his bedroom door, then stumbled and fell back onto the couch, Sasuke never called him by his first name. He stared absently at the floor a million thoughts and nothing at all going threw his mind, Sasuke hated him? Why? Because he was protecting him from the blond demon?! Deidara, who was still seated on the opposite couch fidgeted in his seat; Itachi hadn’t even changed his facial expressions. And that, in and of itself, was scarier than if he’d blown up. Tentatively Deidara leaned forward and placed a gentle hand on Itachi’s shoulder. Itachi smacked the hand away quickly, but Deidara wasn’t deterred,

“Itachi, yeah?” he whispered, “He didn’t mean it. He was just angry, yeah?” Itachi settled his blank gaze on Deidara and Deidara flinched visibly. “He-he’ll come around, yeah?” Deidara tried again, “You know he loves—” Itachi stood up abruptly and stalked towards Sasuke’s room. Deidara was up in an instant following him; right as Itachi reached the hallway Deidara stupidly jumped in front of him, blocking his path, “Calm down Itachi! Yeah! You don’t want to do anything stupid now, yeah?!” he cried out desperately, hoping to save the chibi from Itachi’s wrath. Deidara didn’t really like Sasuke, but he had nothing against the kid either; so he didn’t want to see anything bad happen to him, especially since he knew Itachi would regret it later. Itachi grit his teeth,

“Move. Now.” Deidara did, but only to situate himself even more in Itachi’s path. Itachi let out an exasperated sigh, which in turn, helped him calm down considerably. “Deidara,” he started, “Fine. I’m fine. You know I would never hurt Sasuke; I just need to talk with him. Please move.” Deidara gave him a pointed look before moving carefully out of the way. Itachi pushed past slowly and knocked gently on Sasuke’s door, “Sasuke?” He called, he heard a muffled grunt of acknowledgement from inside; good, he hadn’t run away, “Can I come in please?” he then heard some shuffling of feet and the door clicked unlocked, sighing, he pushed the door open to find Sasuke back on his bed, face buried in a pillow. Itachi shut the door soundly behind him and sat down at the edge of Sasuke’s bed carefully. “Why?” Itachi asked, monotonously. Sasuke didn’t answer, he knew what his aniki meant, he meant ‘why is Naruto so important to you?’ and in all honesty, he didn’t know. That’s why he didn’t answer. Itachi sighed, “I’m sorry.” He spat out, “ I just don’t trust the br-“ Sasuke had glared at him from his pillow haven, and Itachi had stopped, seeing the tear lines staining his little brother’s face, “Naruto.” He corrected, “Honestly Sasuke, do you blame me for not trusting him?” Sasuke huffed and sat up rubbing the wetness from his eyes with the back of a fist,

“No…” he muttered, “I suppose not. But aniki,” he started looking at Itachi directly, “He hasn’t tried anything since then, and I know, even if you don’t believe it, that he hadn’t meant to do that to me.” He blushed a bit and looked away, “He’s my first real friend in two years aniki.” Sasuke looked back at him, “Please don’t ruin my chance at having a real friend.” Itachi could feel his heart break //feck.// he cursed, then growled lowly,

“I’ll consider it.” He stated, then cut Sasuke off quickly before he could comment, “But not tonight. It is a school night, and I’d be irresponsible if I let you stay with a friend on one of these days. Maybe a Friday or Saturday?” he relented cursing his brother’s cute power of persuasion. He almost cursed again as he saw his brother’s face light up with glee, but refrained when Sasuke tackled him into a hug. He could feel his smile on his face and decided he wasn’t going to do anything about it; Sasuke had his head in his chest, so he couldn’t see anyway. “Now, get cleaned up. We need to leave in ten minutes.” Sasuke pulled away slowly and hopped off the bed, racing with childish glee into his bathroom. Itachi stood from his place on Sasuke’s bed and walked outside to glower at Deidara, safe that Sasuke couldn’t hear him, he hissed, “We need to get rid of Naruto Uzamaki.” Deidara frowned then nodded,

“I’ll call up some favors.” Was all he said.

TBC…