The Sun and Moon

DarkAngelJudas: Kakashi’s the oldest one of the bunch, the most mature (yeah, I smiled when I wrote that, even I couldn’t keep a straight face).
Refrigerator-Burn: Thank you so much! ^_^
Maximum: Here you go!
ReaperninHiro: He just got his back and now Naruto’s taking him away. *sniff*
Nazrita: This is his beloved—sort of frail—older brother.
Glykeria and ghostgirlcj2: Sorry it took so long. The sex scene took a while.


Note: This whole story takes place before Pein’s attack and before Naruto sort of met his father and as far as this story is concerned, Tobi is Madara.

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The next morning, Itachi realized just how close the surgery was. If he wanted Naruto by his side, he needed to speed things up just a little with the blond. For the first time, Itachi came to Naruto’s home. He knew Naruto was home since Kakashi was off the active roster, so it was likely the rest of his team was as well.

Naruto opened the door. “Itachi!”

“I wanted to see you.”

Naruto created a few shadow clones to do the flight of the bumble bee to clean up his apartment while Naruto stalled at the door. Of course Itachi could still see enough to know what Naruto was doing. He was nearly blind, not an idiot.

“I had a thought about that party. Perhaps a show of support before Sasuke and I go under the knife. So to speak.”

The softness of Itachi’s eyes almost distracted Naruto completely from his words. “That’s a great idea.”

“I really just want to meet all your friends; if we’re going to be a couple, I’ll have to at least know them.”

“I get the feeling you don’t really want to have a party.”

“I’ve never been to one and they don’t sound appealing. But if that’s something you like to do, I can do that.”

Naruto’s heart swelled. Itachi was willing to do that for him? Itachi was naturally retiring and he seemed uncomfortable around most people. Considering his past, that wasn’t hard to understand. “We haven’t had many actually. We meet up for dinner more than anything.”

“That would be better.”

“We can go to Yakiniku Q. That’s a great place to eat and talk.”

“That sounds much better. Maybe tomorrow evening, if your friends are available.”

“You can meet most of them at least.”

The clones finished and Naruto invited Itachi inside. Naruto had been to the Uchiha house several times, but this was Itachi’s first time in Naruto’s apartment. It was plain, but orderly—not just because his clones were just cleaning the place. Naruto was a little nervous with Itachi looking around, afraid he wouldn’t approve.

“I’ve lived here all my life,” Naruto said.

“They tore down my old home.”

“I found that out after Sasuke left.”

Itachi looked out the window. “I’m kind of glad. Bad memories.” He looked around again. “Is this is where your parents lived before Minato became Hokage, right?”

“My parents? You know who my parents are?”

Itachi was as shocked as Naruto. “You don’t know?”

“No.”

“Why wouldn’t they tell you?” Itachi really had no way to back out of this. “Your parents were Minato Namikaze and Kushnia Uzumaki.”

“Yondamie?”

“You look like him. You have your mother’s personality though, as much as I can remember. Our mothers were friends, not close, but friends. She brought me with her once that I remember. It may have been many times, but I was very young at the time. I was only four when the Kyuubi attacked. I hope I didn’t upset you.” Naruto’s hands were clinched.

“No, no. I’m happy to hear that. I just don’t understand why no one told me.”

“At first it was to protect you, but once you got old enough, they should have told you. Especially now that the danger has passed.” Naruto looked determined. “I think Tsunade-sama is going to be pissed at me. Wait until after the surgery to yell at her, ya?”

Naruto calmed down with Itachi’s smile. “I can wait another week to ask her.”

“Thank you. I’ll ask Kakashi why you weren’t told and ask him if this was your parents’ place.”

Itachi’s eyes grew even softer as he stared at Naruto. He couldn’t stop himself; he took Naruto’s face in his hands and kissed him. Naruto was caught off guard, but he reciprocated. Itachi in his black cloak seemed to envelop the shorter blond. Naruto was rather submissive and Itachi liked that.

After a nice little make out session, Itachi took his lips away, but not far. “I love you,” Itachi breathed.

Naruto looked up into those black eyes. “I love you too.”

Itachi’s smile was slightly sad, but genuine. “Sasuke’s . . . okay with it now. He’s still not convinced, but he shouldn’t try to kill you again.” He pulled Naruto to his chest.

“What do you mean ‘convinced?’”

Itachi wanted to kick himself. “That we’re right for each other.”

“I’ve been thinking about that.”

“And?”

“I want to try this, I love you.”

“I’ve thought about it too and I want don’t want to give you up. I will if you want me to, but I hope you don’t ask me to leave.” Itachi released him. “I need to get back; Sasuke’s trying to learn to spend a day without Kakashi and he’s suddenly becoming gregarious.” Naruto’s face squinched up, not knowing the word. “I mean he’s lonely.” He affectionately ruffled Naruto’s hair. Itachi’s warm smile eased Naruto’s embarrassment at his ignorance. “Never feel bad about that kind of thing; everyone has to come across those types of words before they can understand them. I’ve kept strange company in my life. See you tomorrow.”

“Yeah.”

Itachi left Naruto feeling better about everything.

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Naruto was gathering his laundry since his apartment was mostly clean; he might as well make it completely clean.

Kakashi appeared on his window sill. “Yo!”

Naruto jumped back. “Kakashi-sensei! You almost gave me a heart attack.”

“Since our lovers are going to spend the day alone together, I thought it was a good idea for us to have a chat.” Naruto blushed. “Sasuke said that Itachi told you about Sasuke and I.”

“Yeah.”

Kakashi slipped into the room. “I know you probably would have preferred Sasuke or I told you, but I don’t like to talk about myself at all. Are you okay with that?”

“He was your student and you’re so much older than him. But if Itachi’s okay with it . . .” Naruto shrugged.

“Your indifference is reassuring,” Kakashi said dryly. “I really love him. What about you? What are your feelings for the elder Uchiha?”

Naruto grew more uncomfortable. “I love him. But am I really worthy of him?”

“Listen, I knew Itachi when we were in ANBU and I’ve seen a lot of him since he came home; I’ve never seen Itachi so happy. Itachi would smile at his brother, but he’s really happy now. He loves you. If he doesn’t care whether you’re worthy or not, then it’s not an issue. Am I worthy of Sasuke? Of course not. Who is? Who’s worthy of Itachi? No one. Uchiha are of their own rarefied atmosphere.”

Naruto nodded. That did make him feel better. Then he remembered. Kakashi saw the change in Naruto’s face and cringed. He didn’t even know what he was in trouble for.

“You know who my parents were, don’t you?” Naruto demanded.

“Ahhhh . . .” Kakashi was ordered not to say.

“Yondamie and Kushnia Uzumaki?”

“Oh, fuck.”

“Why hasn’t anyone told me?”

“I was ordered not to.”

Naruto softened. “Did they live here?”

Kakashi relaxed; he actually wanted to talk to Naruto about them because his father was Kakashi’s sensei. “Yeah, they did, right after they got married. They kept this place for storage and a retreat away from the Hokage tower after Minato became Hokage. You want to order in and I can tell you all about it.”

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It was probably the first time Kakashi was ever on time and that was only because Sasuke was dragging him. They and Itachi were meeting Naruto and his friends at Yakiniku Q. Itachi was nervous, but having his little brother around did make him feel better.

Everyone but Sakura from their age group was there; Iruka had papers to grade, but assured Naruto that he would have lunch with him and Itachi soon.

It was a little cramped but they made do. Sasuke and Kakashi were practically on top of each other at the end of the table, Naruto and Itachi sat next to each other of course, Shikamaru and Choji sat across from them. To Choji’s left was Kiba, Shino, Hinata, and Neji. To Naruto’s right was Sai, Ino, TenTen, and Lee.

First, they all toasted the pair of returned Uchiha and wished them luck with the surgery. Then the food came and they splintered into smaller conversations that broke and reformed in different configurations.

Sasuke always looked a little pensive—or like he had a partially thick stick up his ass—so no one took note of his scheming. He was watching Naruto and Itachi watch everyone else. They were both measuring their companions. He also noticed that they hadn’t mentioned they were together nor did they do anything to suggest it; they didn’t touch, didn’t sit too close to each other, nothing. In contrast, Sasuke couldn’t sit any closer to Kakashi unless he sat in his lap. Then again, the space he and Kakashi were forced to share was extremely small. Naruto and Itachi didn’t know how these others would react to them being in a homosexual relationship. Sasuke came to a decision.

As they were all nearing the end of dinner and Sasuke and Kakashi were finished eating, Sasuke turned to snake around Kakashi and lean forward against the older man’s back, draping his head over Kakashi’s shoulder and pressing his—albeit soft—cock against his lower back. Kakashi turned his head toward him, but it was his covered eye so he couldn’t see him. Given Sasuke’s actions, Kakashi knew that Sasuke wasn’t attempting hide their relationship anymore. Kakashi’s uncovered eye was visible to everyone and they could see the affectionate look there, Sasuke—oddly—choosing to put his head on the shoulder of Kakashi’s blindside. Sasuke whispered something and then leaned his head against Kakashi’s a little, earning him a small, mask-covered kiss.

Kiba gapped, Lee’s chin was practically on the floor, the others were just shocked. For Itachi and Naruto, they were surprised that Sasuke would do that. In public.

Sasuke looked up innocently. “What? We’re lovers.”

Kiba and Lee looked ridiculous. Sasuke put his arms around Kakashi’s neck rather than around his chest and gave everyone a sultry, challenging look as if someone would try to take away what was his or say something about it.

“What did you say, love?” Kakashi asked. “I didn’t quite catch that.”

“I said, ‘I want to go home.’”

Kakashi raised his eyebrows, showing that he expected more than just a walk home. Sasuke disengaged and they both stood.

“Excuse us,” Sasuke said.

Itachi smirked. Devious little brother. “I think I’ll head out too.” Naruto started to stand as well. “Stay. Kakashi will make sure neither of us walk into a pole on the way home.” He used his Sharingan to say telepathically to Naruto, Now you all have a legitimate reason to talk about whether you’re friends will accept our relationship. “Goodnight.”

The Sharingan users left.

“Holy shit,” Kiba said. “Sasuke’s gay?” He turned to Naruto. “Did you know?”

“Yeah. Itachi and I have been on a lot of missions together and he mentioned it. Sasuke hasn’t hung out with me much since he came home; he’s been with Kakashi. And Kakashi did talk to me about it recently.”

“Does Sakura know?” Shikamaru asked.

“I don’t think so.”

“Who would have thought Kakashi-san was gay?” Neji said. “He reads enough of that Icha Icha smut.”

“Have you read it?” Shikamaru asked. “Is is all straight?”

“It is.” Neji may have answered the second question and implicitly answered the first, but a Hyuuga would be damned before he directly admitted to reading erotica.

“It any good?”

“It has an interesting plot.”

“Suuure,” Kiba teased.

“It’s very hetro,” Neji said and took a drink to end the conversation.

“Probably bi then,” Shikamaru concluded. “If a straight guy was going to decide to bat for the other team, then it would be for an Uchiha. As troublesome as it is, even I have to admit, they’re both gorgeous.”

There was a general agreement.

“It’s Sasuke’s personality that’s unattractive.”

There was another general agreement.

“Are you okay with Sasuke?” Naruto asked.

“As long as he doesn’t hit on me,” Kiba said. “Looks like that won’t be an issue; Sasuke looks possessive. Kakashi seems like the type to murder anyone Sasuke even flirted with so he really better never come on to me.”

“They’re really into each other,” Naruto said. “Itachi said they were keeping him up so he exiled them to Kakashi’s apartment a few times.”

They all laughed.

“Which one’s the screamer?” Kiba asked.

“Probably Kakashi,” Shino said. “Why? Sasuke never raises his voice.”

“Naw, man,” Kiba said, “it’s definitely Sasuke. You saw him, he’s the uke. Man, that must suck for Itachi, having to hear his little brother beg to be fucked.” He laughed. “Damn, man, thinking of the little bastard is getting me hard.”

Neji relaxed a little more. “What about Itachi? He’s the one I’d consider ‘batting for the other team’ for.”

Naruto couldn’t help saying “Yeah” a little wistfully. Everyone eyed him.

“You’re sweet on Itachi!” Kiba pronounced.

Naruto gave his best impression of a dear in headlights. Hinata blushed scarlet and looked down in disappointment. Even Neji chuckled. “Go for it,” Neji said. “If Itachi shoots you down, you probably aren’t the first straight guy to come onto him.”

At least Neji made it clear Naruto was straight. Well, in every way except for loving Itachi and being fucked by him.

“I bet every member of Akatsuki came on to him at some point,” Neji continued.

“There were probably other members of Akatsuki that didn’t survive hitting on him,” Kiba laughed.

“You guys are cool with that kind of thing?” Naruto asked.

“I hate flamers,” Kiba said. “There’s no reason to flaunt it. It’s annoying. What a guy does in his bedroom his is own business.” The way he looked away and took a drink led the more perceptive among them to believe that Kiba had some interesting kinks.

“I’m glad you feel that way,” Naruto said.

“Itachi, huh?” Kiba stopped to think. He suddenly shook his head. “No, I got get my head out of the gutter. Givin’ myself a boner!”

“Oh?” Shikamaru asked. “You were thinking of Itachi?”

Kiba put his hand over his crotch and moved it out and in as if he was guiding someone’s head as they gave him a blowjob. Naruto and Lee both spit out their drinks. Neji chuckled darkly.

“But I don’t swing that way,” Kiba argued. “But damn those two are so hot! I bet their mother was hotter than hell!” He looked at Naruto. “Hey, you ever seen a picture of Uchiha-haha?” [-haha is the suffix for mother, -chichi is father]

“No.”

“I bet she was a looker.”

“You’re hot on your friend’s mother?” Tenten asked, appalled.

“Ever consider that they got their looks from their father?” Neji added.

“No way! I bet she was such a MILF!”

“Kiba!” Ino did not approve of him talking about a dead woman like that.

“Anyone else here gay?” Kiba asked. No one volunteered. “Naruto?”

“No, just for Itachi.” He blushed.

“Awesome! Let me know when you score!” Kiba gave Naruto two thumbs up.

Their conversation drifted off to other areas, but Naruto was relieved; no one would ostracize him for being in love with Itachi.

Except maybe Sakura. But it was Kakashi who had to worry about her.

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“Please wait half an hour until, until I’m asleep, before you start fucking like rabbits, alright?”

And Itachi was gone. He said before they started ‘fucking,’ nothing about foreplay. Kakashi and Sasuke stripped each other and started making out while sitting on the bed. Sasuke tried not to hum to loudly as Kakashi fisted his cock. Sasuke reached over to return the gesture.

Kakashi loved Sasuke’s taste and the feel of his lips as he licked and sucked them. The slickness of the insides of his cheeks reminded him of how his insides felt around his cock. Then when Sasuke forced his tongue into his mouth, the feeling was so intimate and exciting. Light caresses to his tongue, the roof of his mouth, and his cheeks were as enticing as soft, gentle strokes to his cock.

Sasuke truly enflamed his cool, easy going soul. He needed this flame in his life. He could have purpose again his life, just to protect and make Sasuke happy. He’d failed before to protect those who meant the most to him, but he would not fail this star his life now revolved around. Fortunately, Sasuke didn’t really need protection.

Kakashi trailed his lips down Sasuke’s throat then to his chest. Sasuke lay back, one hand propping him up, as Kakashi traveled downward. Sasuke pressed the back of his wrist against his mouth as Kakashi licked the underside of the head of Sasuke’s cock.

Kakashi took Sasuke into his mouth and took him deep twice, leaving copious amount of saliva on his shaft. Kakashi went back to fisting Sasuke’s cock and he licked at Sasuke’s thigh and hip. Sasuke moved to lay down normally, forcing Kakashi to let go. He was so hard, his cock was lying against his stomach. Kakashi licked him from base to tip and up to his abs. Sasuke’s wrist muffled Sasuke’s moans of pleasure.

Kakashi once again took the head back in his mouth and quickly pumped the rest of Sasuke’s cock with his hand. Sasuke moaned a warning, but he wouldn’t take his wrist away, fearful of his brother hearing him. Kakashi got the message, but instead of increasing his pace or merely taking his mouth away to let Sasuke cum on his face, Kakashi completely let go of Sasuke’s cock.

He repositioned further between Sasuke’s legs and licked at Sasuke’s scrotum. He licked it and engulfed it with his mouth. He used his tongue and sucked as much as he could with that mouthful. He gently ran his teeth over the skin as he pulled away and closed his teeth on the looser skin at the bottom, giving it a parting tug. Sasuke groaned and bit his wrist.

“I think it’s been about ten minutes,” Kakashi whispered. Sasuke grunted with frustration.

Kakashi continued to lick and mouth his balls, but also used his hand on his cock. Sasuke moaned Kakashi’s name behind his wrist.

“I wish we took the time for you to clean yourself out, I’d tongue fuck you,” Kakashi whispered. Sasuke grumbled. “I’m sure you’re clean enough for this though.” Kakashi lifted Sasuke’s hips a little and prodded his puckered entrance with his stiffened tongue. He just teased the surface and lapped at the surrounding skin.

Sasuke pulled his wrist away for a moment to say, “I want to feel you inside me so bad.”

Kakashi created a small Chidori around his hand in order to see the clock. “Twelve minutes left.” The Chidori died away.

“Fuck,” Sasuke whined. “Itachi’s moving to the further room and you’re moving in.”

“Shhhh,” Kakashi said lowly. “Eleven minutes.”

“I’m going to get some kind of revenge on Itachi,” Sasuke whispered as Kakashi tongued his balls. “Going to throw things at the wall when Naruto’s over.” Sasuke groaned. “Tell them they’re too loud even when they’re not. Purposely listen in to quote one of them.”

“You’re still a vindictive little shit,” Kakashi said against Sasuke’s cock, his lips and breath teasing him.

“And you’re a fucking tease.”

Kakashi took half Sasuke’s cock in his mouth. “Mmmm?” Sasuke started to growl and Kakashi knew him well enough now that he pulled away quickly. “Ahh, ahh, ahh. You need to restrain that temper.”

“You need to just let me cum.”

“No fun. I rather like it when you cum while I’m inside you.”

Sasuke shut his eyes and growled again.

Kakashi’s tone was thoroughly amused. “I could stop and we can wait nine and half minutes. I do like staring at you. Especially when you’re ruffled.”

“I’m tempted to try some . . . discipline the next time we’re at your apartment. Though it might amuse my brother to hear you scream.” Sasuke ground out the last four words.

Kakashi smiled. “Why don’t you think out loud a bit?”

“The only thing I can think about right now is snapping something painful against your balls until you’re screaming.”

“Let me let you in on a little secret,” Kakashi whispered, “ANBU is a den of BDSM. Honestly, I only had sex there once, but sex isn’t required for such things.”

Sasuke’s eye brows went up for a while, but then he scowled. “So you didn’t have sex, but someone else was getting you off?”

“Yep.” Kakashi looked too happy about this.

“Something tells me you miss your ANBU days in some respect.”

“Only thing is, you got to sub before you Dom. If you’re up for a little training, I’ll let you. But Itachi . . . I don’t think he wants to know any more about our sex life than he already does.”

Sasuke snarled, but he didn’t look as angry as he sounded. “You’re right. And my answer is ‘yes.’”

“I’m as happy as if you agreed to marry me.”

“My answer would be ‘yes’ to that too.”

Kakashi’s smile, impossibly, got bigger. “I love you so much that I would if we could. You know, for an up-until-recently virgin who’d never been in a relationship before, you sure are brave and shameless. And apparently adventurous.”

“Personality rather than experience.”

Kakashi looked at the time; his eyes were better attuned to the near complete darkness. “Time’s up.”

“Bastard. Despite the topic of conversation, I’m not as close as I was a minute ago. You better get back to work or I may try a few things without being properly trained.”

“I’d argue that I’ve been doing all the work, but since you’re in a mood and talking about Sadomasochism, I don’t think I trust you with my dick in your mouth right now.”

“Wise man.”

Kakashi went back to sucking him off and lubing Sasuke’s entrance. Sasuke still clamped his wrist over his mouth. There was no guarantee his brother was asleep.

Sasuke was ready and getting near climax. Kakashi pulled away. “You want to add some additional lubrication?” Sasuke took his wrist from his mouth and looked at him affectionately and Kakashi took that as a ‘yes.’ Kakashi moved up to straddle Sasuke’s chest and presented him his cock. Sasuke obligingly took his lover in his mouth and coated his cock with saliva with teasing movements of his tongue. Sasuke opened his mouth to avoid scraping off any of his saliva and Kakashi moved to press it into Sasuke’s body.

Sasuke’s wrist was absent when he gasped at being filled. Kakashi wasn’t worried because it wasn’t loud enough to reach Itachi’s ears, but mostly because he was gasping too at being engulfed by Sasuke’s hot, slickness. He stopped and enjoyed being fully seated in his young lover.

“I could never tire of this,” Kakashi whispered. “You feel so amazing, better than anyone else before.”

“The only reason I’m not pissed that you’ve been with others in the past is that I love to hear that I’m your favorite.”

“Favorite doesn’t even begin to cover it. You’re all I ever want.”

Kakashi braced a hand next to Sasuke’s head and proceeded to rock out of and back into Sasuke’s body.

“Ah, fuck yeah,” Sasuke moaned. He pressed his right heel into the bed to lift his hip a little to manipulate the angle and groaned. Kakashi got the hint and eased his thrusts to the left. Sasuke whined.

Kakashi cherished every sound the raven made. He’d turned a possible long term fuck buddy into a one night stand because she made too many annoying sounds in bed. Sasuke however . . . He gave Sasuke a particularly brutal thrust to make him whine again. He wanted it louder. Every thrust became violent and every sigh became louder.

Sasuke cam loudly and the trembling body sucked Kakashi dry. “Fuck, Sasuke,” sighed just as loud as Sasuke cried out. Kakashi caught himself before he collapsed on the sex weary body below him. His head sagged and he felt Sasuke’s breath puffing against his silver hair. He raised his head to look at Sasuke’s face.

“I just love you so much.”

Sasuke opened his eyes and could see little more than the gleam of Kakashi’s eyes and the glow of the faint ambient light reflecting off his nearly, equally white hair.

“I love you too.”

Their extremely good hearing caught the sound of a shower. They both were mortified, but then laughed.

“I think Itachi heard us,” Sasuke said.

“I’m proud to say I’ve inspired many a cold shower.”

“I’m sure I have too. But it being my brother . . .”

“Indeed.” Kakashi kissed him, just missing his lips due to the darkness. “Rooms further apart or maybe we should keep this to my apartment. Make it our little love nest.” He eased down next to Sasuke and Sasuke squirmed over to give the larger man room. “But now, we should sleep and Itachi can sleep after his shower.”

“Mmmm.”

-----

Itachi told them to wait until after he was asleep to start having sex, but he was still awake. He asked them to stop doing it here, but he knew they would just try to do it quietly again and fail again. The pair on the other side of the wall had been doing silent foreplay since they went to their bedroom. Now they weren’t quite so quiet. Luckily, their bed was not right on the other side of the wall, but Itachi’s bed was against the connecting wall.

Once again, Itachi thought of Kisame. He put a hand over the mark on his shoulder. Kisame always bit him there, nowhere else. Kisame had pretty much destroyed his ass and already bit his shoulder; he didn’t want to further mar his porcelain doll. Itachi was afraid to let Naruto see the mark on his shoulder. What would Naruto think of him if he knew he had been with Kisame?

He was caught thinking of Kisame’s breath on his shoulder as he pierced his flesh again, the feel of his rough tongue, and his large sword calloused hands caressing his arms, back, abs, and sides. The memory of the roughness against his smooth flesh made his skin pucker as it did back then. He started to get hard.

He didn’t want to do this again. He stomped off to the shower. He wasn’t at the point of needing a cold shower, just a distraction. He washed his hair and he remembered hands on his own, pulling them away, taking over massaging his scalp. Then Kisame’s thick fingers threaded through his hair, finding and separating any tangles. After finger combing Itachi’s hair for several minutes, he took Itachi’s comb and combed out his hair properly until the water grew cold. Kisame developed an obsession with Itachi’s hair, insisting that he use conditioner to keep it soft and glossy. Itachi really missed all that. He missed the doting and the affection. He missed Kisame. He started crying. Maybe he did love Kisame, just a little. It was almost like Kisame’s ghost was trying to make him see how much he really cared for him.

But he could never hate Sasuke or the others for Kisame’s death; it was the life they’d chosen to lead. Kisame hadn’t been a bad person, he was what he was raised and trained to be. In the end, he was kind, loyal friend and lover. At least he died as a warrior. That didn’t stop Itachi from crying.

He didn’t know how much time had passed when Sasuke knocked on the bathroom door. “’Tachi? You alright?”

“Yeah.”

“Just checking, you’ve been in there a long time.”

Itachi made sure he was rinsed off and he turned off the water. He dried off and came out with the towel around his waist to find Sasuke sitting on his bed in boxers and a nightshirt.

“What are you doing, Otouto?”

“You were in the shower for two hours.” Itachi’s face fell. “You didn’t know it was that long? What’s wrong?”

“I got lost in memories. I’m fine.”

“Why doesn’t Naruto stay over more often? If you have someone with you, you don’t think about the past so much.”

“That’s not why you keep sleeping with Kakashi.”

“No, but it’s a bonus. Aniki—”

“I’m fine. Go back to Kakashi. I’ll go right to sleep.”

Sasuke stood and hugged his brother. “We should talk tomorrow.”

“I’m fine.”

“You look it. Goodnight, Aniki.”

Sasuke was nearly to the door when Itachi grabbed him around the waist and rested his forehead in the duckbutt of Sasuke’s hair. He was suddenly afraid to be alone.

“I miss him so much,” Itachi whispered without thinking.

Sasuke turned around and hugged his brother. “I’m sorry we killed him.” Itachi almost pulled away. “Who else could it be but Kisame? I didn’t realize at the time. I wouldn’t have killed him if I’d known.”

“He was really a good man. He hated lies more than anything. I only lied to him once. I told him that once I had your eyes, I would be cured. It was the only lie I ever told him. If I had told him the truth, he would still be alive.”

“Would he have left Akatsuki with you?”

“No.”

“Then he would have died in our assault. Did you love him?”

“No. At least, I thought I didn’t. But I miss him. He was so affectionate. He truly loved me. I was remembering how much he loved my hair and how he would dote on me. I don’t want Naruto to know about him. What would he think of me, letting someone like Kisame . . . I hope Kakashi loves you as much as Kisame did me.”

“If he doesn’t then Kisame loved you more than any man every loved anyone. If Naruto does not love you half as much as that, I’ll deal with him.”

Itachi laughed with weak humor and kissed Sasuke’s cheek then rested his forehead against Sasuke’s. “Go to bed, Otouto.”

“How often have you ever slept alone?”

“Not often. Go to bed. I’m exhausted now and I’ll sleep.”

“Goodnight, Aniki.”

“Goodnight.”

-----

Itachi hadn’t slept well and didn’t wake up when Sasuke peeked in his room. Sasuke went back to the kitchen and started packing Itachi’s portion away until Itachi woke up. He sensed Naruto before he got to the front door.

“Come in, dobe,” Sasuke called just quiet enough not to penetrate Itachi’s door.

Naruto came into the kitchen to see a very odd—to him—domestic scene. Sasuke was re-preparing a plate, intending to give it Naruto, while Kakashi sat at the table eating his meal. They looked like husband and wife.

“Eaten?” Sasuke asked.

“A little.”

“Have Itachi’s meal; he hasn’t gotten up and I don’t want to wake him.”

“Is he alright?”

“Yeah, he just looked too peaceful to wake. I figure if he doesn’t wake up when I open the door, he needs the sleep.”

Sasuke put Itachi’s plate on the table and sat down to finish his own breakfast. Naruto sat down too. “Itakimatsu.” He was surprised at how good a cook Sasuke was. Missions didn’t count; there were only so many ways to cook a rabbit in the middle of the forest.

“Ahh, I wanted to thank you for last night,” Naruto said. “I know you didn’t really want people to know about your personal lives. Itachi sort of hinted that you did that on purpose so I could see if my friends were cool with us . . .”

“Being gay?” Sasuke asked.

“Bi?” Kakashi asked.

“Being together,” Naruto finished.

“Diplomatic answer,” Kakashi said.

“So you’re . . .”

“Gay,” Sasuke said.

“Bi,” Kakashi said. “I wager that that was half the conversation after we left.”

“Yeah.”

“Is there a pool on Seme and uke?”

Sasuke kicked Kakashi under the table.

“No, but they debated it,” Naruto said.

Sasuke gave a small glare. “And?”

“I think it’s about fifty/fifty.”

Sasuke growled.

“Well, at least they’re all right,” Kakashi said, earning him another kick.

“Naruto doesn’t need to know that much about our sex life.”

“So you go both ways?” Naruto asked.

“Oh, yes,” Kakashi said with an eye shutting smile.

“We’ve only gone one way,” Naruto admitted.

“And you’ll keep it that way,” Sasuke growled.

“Seeing how much you love uking, I can’t believe you’d want to deny your brother that pleasure.”

Now Sasuke looked like he was going to kill Kakashi. “Say one more word and I’m going to tell him the kind of things you say when you uke.”

“’Oh, Sasuke, fu—‘” Sasuke kicked him so hard the chair nearly fell back with Kakashi in it. Kakashi started laughing and Naruto was surprised to see Sasuke struggling not to smile.

Sasuke managed to kill his humor and turned to Naruto. “If you are really serious about my brother, you better dote on him.”

“Huh? Like what?”

“Yeah, like what?” Kakashi asked. Sasuke turned annoyed eyes on him. “I’m always looking for tips on keeping a certain volatile Uchiha happy.”

Sasuke turned back to Naruto. “Comb his hair, give him a massage, just be attentive. Make sure he knows you love him. He’s subject to depression, more than me. He’s been suffering for eight years and he’ll suffer throughout the rest of his life. You need to be there for him.”

“Is he alright now? Is that why he’s still sleeping?”

“You know he had a lover before?”

“Yeah.”

“He was thinking about him last night and it made him depressed. I don’t think it reflects on you.”

“Did he really love Kisame?”

Sasuke was surprised that Naruto had figured out who Itachi’s lover was. “No. If he did, he’d still be alive. He feels guilty for Kisame’s death. He thinks he could have saved his life if he was more honest with him. He may have been able to save him from my team, but we would have killed him in our assault against Akatsuki. But if Itachi loved him back, he could have saved him. Itachi said he didn’t love him, but Kisame was affectionate. Itachi is used to affection and misses it. Don’t let him pine for Kisame or I’ll rip your lungs out.” Naruto felt Sasuke was telling the truth. “I don’t like the fact you two are lovers, but it’s probably similar to what Itachi feels about Kakashi and I. I really don’t like the fact he was sleeping with Kisame. You’re the better of the two. Be the better one for Itachi as well.”

Naruto nodded. “I’ve never been in a relationship before.”

“Neither have I,” Sasuke said.

“You’re doing just fine,” Kakashi chimed in.

“Just ‘fine?’” Sasuke asked.

“Well, I wouldn’t know either, my first real one. But I’m happy.” The eye-shutting smile reinforced the sentiment.

Naruto looked over at the hallway to Itachi’s room. “I want to take him out, but I don’t want to wake him. Will you ask him for me?”

“I will pass along the message,” Sasuke said.

Naruto stood and bowed to the person he second most needed to please in the world. “Thank you for breakfast.”

He left.

Sasuke turned a glare on his lover. “I don’t know who you were trying to embarrass more, me or him.”

“Both of you. You were so cute once upon a time; I miss being able to tease you.”

Sasuke’s eyes became bedroom eyes. “I was cute? What am I now?”

“Sexy as hell.” Kakashi also became flirty.

Itachi choose that moment to come in. “Oh, god,” Itachi muttered and turned around.

Sasuke jumped up and grabbed Itachi’s arm to stop him. “I’m sorry, Aniki.” He pulled him to the seat Naruto had just vacated.

Itachi looked down at the pillaged plate and stared at it in mock dejection. [Eeyore looking down at his burst birthday balloon ^_^]

“Sorry, Aniki. You were asleep so I gave your breakfast to Naruto. He just left.”

Itachi looked up at him. “He was here?”

“None of us wanted to wake you. He wanted to invite you out. I’ll make you something.” Sasuke took the offending plate away.

“How did it go last night?” Itachi asked both his companions. “I’m sure you grilled him.”

“No one really seemed to care. Naruto feels better.”

“That’s good.”

Sasuke wanted to tell Itachi that Naruto knew about Kisame and wasn’t disgusted—or at least didn’t seem so—but he decided that would be overstepping. Maybe he should have told Naruto how Itachi felt about the subject.

“So, I think I should go bother the Jounin who don’t have the month off,” Kakashi said as he stood. “Should I deliver a message to Naruto?”

“I’d love dinner with him.”

“I’ll let him know.” Kakashi left through the window.

Sasuke placed a fresh plate in front of his brother and put his arms around Itachi’s neck and leaned his head against Itachi’s.

“I’m really happy to have you back in my life, nii-san.” Sasuke chose a more formal address to reaffirm his words. “I love you so much.”

Itachi put his hands on Sasuke’s arms. “You’re still the most precious person in my life and that will never change.”

“I’m not jealous.”

“I know. But it’s the truth.”

Sasuke turned the gentle embrace into a tight hug. He disengaged with a kiss to Itachi’s hair. “Eat up.”

-----

Itachi suggested they just go for ramen, but Naruto insisted that they go to a nicer restaurant. Itachi’s vision was so bad he needed Naruto to read him part of the menu. Naruto didn’t mind. Over dinner, Naruto told him all about what happened after he and his brother and Kakashi left the night before. Itachi was relieved. Naruto left out the more vulgar parts of the conversation.

Naruto’s childish enthusiasm and choice of topics should have annoyed the older Uchiha, but he basked in Naruto’s laughter and perpetual smile. He loved the little idiot.

Naruto walked Itachi home. “Sasuke and Kakashi are out; they’ve accepted the fact they are incapable of keeping quiet enough. Stay the night?” Itachi asked with bedroom eyes.

Naruto had been a virgin before he first had sex with Itachi, so as much as he loved jacking off like any teenage boy, he never craved sex. But now, his cock twitched with the suggestion.

“Uh, yeah.”

Itachi carefully put a hand to Naruto’s face and sighed. “I wish I could see you, but my vision’s nearly gone. I’ll be so happy once the surgery’s over and I can see you again.” He kissed him. Before Naruto could attempt making it deeper, Itachi pulled away to open the door. Naruto wanted to face palm himself because he was so inept. He should have touched Itachi or slid in his tongue or grabbed him and dipped him or something.

Naruto followed the older man closely into his house and to his room. Knowing that Itachi was very nearly blind, Naruto felt comfortable stripping. But Naruto could see. Itachi had put on a few healthy pounds but he was still too thin. More ramen was Naruto’s prescription. But he was so lovely. He was so thin and regal that he appeared much taller than he really was. He was just so lithe and . . . flexible.

For Itachi, Naruto’s vibrant hair was a beacon in the blurry darkness. He put his arms around Naruto and just felt his skin. He was scarless because of the Kyuubi’s healing powers as well as the fact most of Naruto’s skin had been burned off by the Kyuubi’s cloak more than once, obliterating any scars he might have had. He smelled the yellow hair. And he was warm. He needed this so much.

They kissed and, while Naruto submitted the kiss, Itachi moved them to the bed. Itachi eased him down and hovered over him.

Naruto put a hand on Itachi’s chest to stop him from getting started. “Let me do the work this time.”

“Alright. Do what you like. Except . . .” Itachi was suddenly uncomfortable and he couldn’t come up the right word. “Don’t fuck me.” He gave Naruto a weak half smile. “I’m not ready yet.”

“I thought you weren’t a virgin.”

“I’m not. I’m just not ready to do it again.”

Naruto showed wisdom for once and let the subject drop. In truth, Itachi was worried that after Kisame, no man could ever satisfy him again; his body had stretched so far to accommodate Kisame that he probably couldn’t feel a normal man.

“You want me on my back?” Itachi asked.

“Um, yeah.”

Itachi rolled onto his back and Naruto moved over him.

Naruto was nervous, but he really wanted to pleasure Itachi. He tried to remember what Itachi had done to him and his mind went blank. Itachi couldn’t keep a smile from his face, but he made sure it was warm.

“Taste my neck,” Itachi said.

Naruto slowly moved to kiss Itachi’s offered neck. He kissed where his collarbone met his neck then was compelled to lick the strained tendon before him.

“Don’t think about it, just do what you feel like doing,” Itachi coached.

Naruto lapped at his neck more, liking the faint taste of him and texture of his smooth skin against his rough tongue. Instinct was taking over. He put his hand on Itachi’s other shoulder feeling his hair on the pillow with his fingertips. He raised his hand to caress and feel those silken strands. He then slid his hand down from Itachi’s shoulder, down his well sculpted chest and abs. He was still shy about where he touched, but at least he was touching him. Itachi kept his hands on the mattress so as not to distract Naruto from what he was doing.

The licking at his throat migrated down to capture a dusty bud. He licked it curiously. Oddly, it occurred to Itachi that Naruto was probably never breast fed. He was making up for it now though. Whatever pleasure Naruto was receiving it was heightened by the gasp and small moan Itachi let out. Kisame liked to tease his nipples with everything but his teeth, loving just how sensitive he was.

“Use your teeth gently,” Itachi instructed.

Naruto was hesitant, but he lightly grabbed it with his teeth.

“Pull at it and run the edges of your teeth over it.” Itachi had never had it done, but Kisame liked it when he did it and Itachi had been fantasizing about how it would feel. And it did feel good. Naruto was clumsy and unsure, but it didn’t matter much, just that fact he was here and doing it.

Kyuubi started growling within Naruto. Taste him, the deep voice rolled through his mind. Bite harder and taste his blood. Lick his skin before you sink your fangs in his flesh. Hot, sweet, sinister Uchiha blood. Kyuubi purred.

Naruto sucked and let his hand roam over Itachi’s hip as his inner self fought to reign in Kyuubi. As much as Kyuubi’s words turned him on, he didn’t want to hurt Itachi. Once he felt he had the fox under control, Naruto moved on, licking at his abdomen as he descended toward Itachi’s hard cock.

Having had Itachi do it to him, Naruto thought he could give Itachi a decent blowjob. He could see the light from the window gleam on a drop of liquid on the top of Itachi’s cock. Curious, Naruto licked at it. Itachi shuttered with pleasure. Naruto might have shied away, thinking he’d hurt Itachi, but experience told him he hadn’t. He licked at the tip again then the underside of the head. Itachi let out a gasp. Encouraged, Naruto took the head into his mouth, closing his lips firmly around the flare.

The hot wetness of Naruto’s mouth and the slight pressure of his lips around his cock make Itachi want to cum hard into his mouth, but it wasn’t quite enough. The pleasure was torture.

Naruto’s tongue moved against the head. Itachi wanted to buck his hips and force more of his cock into Naruto’s mouth. It was so different than plunging into his ass. It was that inquisitive tongue. And then the suction began. Itachi whined. Naruto took a little more of his cock in his mouth and started bobbing his head, running his tight lips up and down Itachi’s hard length as if it was his anal ring gliding over it.

Itachi arched and stretched and moaned more than Naruto had for his first blowjob. “Fuck, Naruto, that feels so good.”

He knew Itachi well enough by now to know Itachi wouldn’t fake that; neither his actions or his words. Itachi was controlled and sedate in everything in his life, even when they had sex before. Naruto had tasted the submission and pleasure before, now he understood the power one could hold during sex. He control Itachi’s pleasure, his reactions.

Naruto experimented with his tongue and lips, learning how much of Itachi’s cock he could take before he could no longer suck.

He took Itachi’s cock to his throat and the back of his tongue thrust up to keep it from going any further and gagging him. A small cry escaped Itachi’s lips. Naruto bobbed his head and let his tongue react with every down stroke making Itachi moan.

But Naruto wanted to go further. Itachi had been able to take his whole cock so he was determined to do the same. He slowly took Itachi’s cock and forced his tongue to relax. This time, it was his throat which reacted, closing up and nearly gagging. Naruto pulled back a little and tried again.

As good as it all felt, Itachi came back to himself enough to realize what Naruto was doing.

“You don’t have to take it all your first time,” Itachi muttered.

Telling Naruto he couldn’t do something—or just the suggestion that something was too much for him—only made Naruto more determined. Itachi was too pleasure-drunk to remember that.

Finally, Naruto eased Itachi’s cock into his throat and gagged. He struggled through it, but after a few seconds had to pull back completely, exposing Itachi’s hot, hard, wet cock to the air. Naruto recomposed himself and tried again.

“Concentrate on your breathing,” Itachi told him. The cold air driving him back from the edge.

Naruto obeyed and with his mind preoccupied, almost to the level of meditation, he was startled when his nose was tickled by the hairs of the trim triangle that pointed at the base of Itachi’s cock. He almost gagged, but held on. Breathing was difficult, but he managed. He pulled back and tried it again, concentrating less on breathing this time and was successful.

Itachi smiled down at him. “Pretty damn good for a beginner,” Itachi murmured. “Don’t worry about deepthroating me, I’d rather have your tongue teasing me and your lips pulling at me.”

Naruto was glad to hear it. That was a chore, but playing with Itachi’s cock in mouth was actually kind of fun and he loved making Itachi react like that. He went back to playing his tongue over Itachi’s length, sucking at it, and fucking his mouth on it and Itachi went back to mindlessly mewing.

“Let me cum in your mouth,” Itachi begged as he got close.

Naruto hadn’t even thought about that. But the idea made his mouth water. He tried to slurp it up, careful not to let his teeth touch the sensitive organ.

Itachi started panting. “Mmmmm. Naruto. I’m close. So close. Fuck. Mmmm. Ahhh. Your tongue. Move your tongue against the head. Ahhh. Yes, that’s it. Ahhhhh. I’m going to cum. Ahhhh, yes, I’m going to cum. Ahhhhh!”

Naruto shouldn’t have been surprised, but the sudden twitching and further hardening of Itachi’s cock and the jet of thick cum erupting from it made him pull back a bit, but he kept Itachi in his mouth. He sucked at it, drawing out more of the salty liquid.

Itachi moaned as shot after shot of cum pumped out of him, his entire body taut. It felt like his balls were drawing his life essence from the rest of his body and shooting it into Naruto’s wonderful mouth. With one last shot, his body went limp. He just wanted to sleep.

Naruto pulled back and tasted the cream in his mouth. He liked it. He swallowed and looked down at Itachi limp body. His face squinched up: he was hard as a rock and Itachi looked like he’s already passed out.

But Itachi was still awake and he remembered his duty to his lover. “I know I’m beautiful, but are you just going to stare at me? Lay down.”

Naruto did so and Itachi got up, looking like limp marionette. He moved down between Naruto’s legs, propping himself up with an elbow and took Naruto’s cock in his mouth. Naruto, his head propped by a pillow, looked down at him. A cascade of long, loose, black hair curtained Itachi’s face. As if feeling Naruto’s eyes, Itachi drew the curtain, tucking his hair behind his ear. While most of it defied him, it was enough to let Naruto watch as Itachi lavished the head of his cock with attention inside his mouth.

After moving his hair, Itachi’s hand went down to caress and massage Naruto’s scrotum. Hearing and seeing Itachi had gotten Naruto close to cuming, so when Itachi used his hand to grip the base of his cock and jerk it while sucking and licking at the head, attempting to tongue fuck the slit, Naruto cam. Itachi took it all and swallowed.

Releasing Naruto’s softening cock, Itachi move up to kiss Naruto tenderly. Then, all his energy used up, he lay next to him and let sleep take him. Naruto was a few seconds behind him, his mind numb as he looked at the ceiling until his eyes fluttered close.

-----

They slept so hard at the beginning that they recuperated quickly and both woke up, though still dozing, as good as asleep. Itachi snuggled up against Naruto for several minutes. Thirst got the better of him and Naruto sat up, letting the blood redisperse before he attempted standing. He looked at the nightstand and saw a picture frame turned face side down. Itachi sat up too and noticed Naruto’s head was turned toward the picture.

“You can look.”

Naruto picked up the frame and righted it on the nightstand. It was a family portrait, Fugaku, Sasuke, Mikoto, and Itachi.

“That was taken a month before . . . It was their wedding anniversary and my mother wanted us to take a family photo. We had very few photos at all and it was fortuitous that she felt the desire to take one then.”

Itachi pulled the blanket over his shoulders and put his arms around Naruto, wrapping him in the blanket too.

“She was really pretty. You both take after her.”

“You think so? Sasuke certainly, but I think I take after my father.”

“Well, the . . .” Naruto traced tear troughs on his own cheeks. “But I think you look like her.”

Itachi adjusted to fit his body better to Naruto’s. “That was the most traumatic night of my life. Killing them and lying to Sasuke. Leaving Sasuke. That was the worst part actually, leaving him.” Itachi sighed heavily. “I think my father was probably proudest of me that night. He said, ‘Even if our ideals differ, I’m proud of you.’ He never said that before; he always said ‘You are my son indeed’ or ‘As expected of a son of mine.’ It seemed I only met expectations, never exceeded them. He also said that night that their pain would only be for a moment, nothing compared to what I would have to carry for the rest of my life. One of his last thoughts was of Sasuke. That surprised me; he rarely seemed to care about Sasuke. Mother didn’t say much except that she understood. Then . . .”

Naruto put his hands over Itachi’s arms. Itachi sniffed.

“I actually feel better talking about it. Thank you. I showed Sasuke with my Sharingan. I thought he deserved to see the whole truth.”

“I’m so sorry you had to go through all that.”

Itachi nuzzled Naruto’s hair. He thought he should resent Naruto like so many of the villagers used to: it was because of the Kyuubi that the Uchiha were suspected and he was put in that position, but he knew it was Madara who was to blame, not Naruto; Naruto was just another casualty. Madara had taken both their families from them.

Itachi let Naruto go.

“I’ll just get some water and come back.”

Itachi smiled and then slithered back down.

Naruto got up and put on his boxers. He wandered into the kitchen. He was filling the glass when . . .

“I still don’t approve.”

Naruto nearly screamed and dropped the glass, but he managed to hold on to both his voice and the glass. He turned to see Sasuke in his night clothes with his arms crossed.

“When did you get home?” Naruto asked.

“An hour ago. Kakashi’s here too.”

“Were you listening?” Naruto asked.

“No. I told him he should keep you with him at night, but I still don’t like this. My best friend and my brother . . .”

“My best friend and our sensei?”

“Hn.” Point taken. “What were you talking about?”

“Your parents. That night. He told me what your father said to him.”

Sasuke didn’t say anything for a moment. He had seen those moments through Itachi’s eyes, even felt the tears on Itachi’s cheeks. He swallowed the lump in his throat and forced those emotions away. “The two of us will never forget that night. You and Kakashi will have to deal with occasional bouts of depression. Maybe something worse. Is he okay?”

“Yeah, I think so. He said he felt better talking about it.”

“Good. Get back to him.” Sasuke walked back to his room, seeming to fade into the shadows.

Itachi was asleep when Naruto returned. He carefully got back into bed and Itachi didn’t fully wake but he turned and clung to Naruto. Naruto smiled, loving the attention and affection even if Itachi was mostly asleep.