The Sun and Moon

VampireDoll666: I love “kicked puppy” Kakashi. He’s a little horn dog who is constantly three seconds from having the hose turned on him. Sasuke would use "it" as a dangle for the hilt of his sword. Ichy, but true.
KinkyHell: Thank you so much. I try. I love hearing that people are enjoying it as much, if not more, than I do writing it. ^_^ Itachi’s not very funny I’m afraid.
Afrieal: No, honestly, I don’t really have much of a life away from my computer and my beautiful, sexy boys. I hope you were able to cool off. ^_^ If no one was around, why cool off? Go with it. -_^
Whimsical-to-core: Itachi’s as much bad as his brother: he’s a slut at heart. ^_^
Twilaliars798 and Guest: I probably should have had them more helpless longer, but . . .
DevilsDarkKitsune: Thank you. Been working up to that.
Empress_Riswynn: Sasuke always amuses me. He has such a big, thick stick up his ass that he’s so funny when he loses his temper.
1CarinoInu: He was teasing his brother! Sasuke had no choice but to beat the pulp out of him. Itachi thinks of himself as proper, but he’s as bad as his brother. They are both too repressed, so when the breaks come off, they turn into simpering sluts. ^_^ I love my boys.

Thanks to PhoenixInnocence for the beta!
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When Naruto woke up, Itachi was snoring softly on his back. He hadn’t moved since he fell asleep. Naruto leaned on an elbow and stared at him. The idea of experiencing a night even similar to last night again and again in the years to come made Naruto smile.

Normally, Naruto wouldn’t laze around in bed once he was awake, but he didn’t want to leave Itachi to wake up alone. Itachi was also such a calm presence, he just nuzzled down next to him and played with a lock of Itachi’s hair until he fell asleep again.

In the next room, Sasuke groaned as he woke up. The effects of Kakashi’s little trick only lasted about ten minutes, but he was tired at the time anyway and just slept. His memory was groggy, he didn’t remember going to bed. As he searched his memory, he remembered hearing his brother’s voice.

“That bastard,” he hissed and got out of bed.

Kakashi had been dressing. He grabbed Sasuke and forced him back on the bed.

“Stop it.”

“But he—!” Sasuke started to yell.

Kakashi put his hand over Sasuke’s mouth. “You will keep your voice down.” Kakashi hadn’t used such a hard tone with him since he came home and it got all Sasuke’s attention. Despite his imperious attitude, he did actually fear making Kakashi angry.

“Number one: Naruto makes your brother happy. Number two: your brother is not a delicate virgin—despite how delicate he looks and his recent health. Number three: better than Kisame. Number four: Itachi could do a lot worse; Naruto is loyal and kind. Lastly: do you really want to harm your best friend?”

“No.”

“Now think about your elder brother: he’s being very tolerant of a thirty year old fucking his precious little brother. You need to show the wisdom and restraint of your brother. He’s chosen his lover, you have to live with that. If he wants to let Naruto fuck him: that is none of your business. Anyway, you love it, your brother clearly loves it; there is no reason to complain. You will tolerate their relationship until Itachi says otherwise.”

“Hai,” Sasuke said, resigned. “But you knocked me out.”

“That I’ll let you beat the shit out of me for, but you will leave Naruto alone.”

“Understood.”

“I’ll go start the tea. Behave.”

“I will.”

Kakashi eyed him skeptically, but he nodded and left the room. He knocked on Itachi’s door.

“Yeah,” Itachi called.

Kakashi peeked in. Itachi was sitting up, bare-chested, the sheet pulled over his no-doubt-bare hips. “I need to talk to you two quickly.”

“Come in.”

Kakashi shut the door behind him. “Where’s Naruto?”

“In the bathroom.”

“Is he at all dressed?”

“Boxers.”

“Thank the deities,” Kakashi sighed.

Naruto came out—in boxers. He blushed at having someone else in the room where he and Itachi had had sex.

“Keep that, you’ll need it,” Kakashi said referring to the blush. “I have two pieces of advice for you, Naruto. One: walk on eggshells around Sasuke for the next . . . twenty years or so.”

Itachi paled. “He heard us.”

“We both did. I had to knock him out to keep him from committing murder. I’ve had a talk with him and I think Naruto might have a chance of surviving. My second piece of advice: avoid eye contact for a while.”

Naruto was frozen with the blush.

“How much did you hear?” Itachi asked.

“Enough to make Sasuke want to rip out his best friend’s spleen. Surgery’s in two days, by the way. No sex during recovery. I’ll take Sasuke to my place at night to avoid any further unpleasantries.”

Kakashi slipped out and went to start boiling the water. Sasuke was the first to join him. He was dressed and grumpy looking. He started making breakfast.

Kakashi sat down as Sasuke worked, trying to be quiet and act as if he wasn’t there. He pulled out his book and started reading. Sasuke threw a spoon at the wall above the counter and just fumed for a minute. Kakashi was too frightened to say anything.

“Kakashi, I can’t see. I need help.” His voice was even since he had a moment to cool off. Kakashi was a perfect assistant, not wanting to provoke Sasuke’s frustration again.

Then Itachi arrived with Naruto hiding behind him. Sasuke ignored them as he cooked. Kakashi put the dishes on the table when they were done.

“We don’t have any poison herbs in the house,” Kakashi assured Naruto giving him a random plate.

Sasuke finally turned toward them, sitting down and scowling at Naruto.

Then Itachi did a very animalistic thing. He leaned in front of Naruto, shielding him and glaring at his brother like a rival or a predator. Sasuke leaned back and looked away. Itachi returned to his seat and Kakashi released the breath he was holding. Two Uchiha facing off in any capacity was frightening.

“I really don’t want to come between the two of you,” Naruto said. Sasuke looked at him with wide eyes that could mean anything. “But I don’t intend to leave Itachi.”

Itachi looked at Naruto with soft eyes. Sasuke appeared annoyed, but he didn’t look like he wanted to murder anyone anymore.

“Shut up and eat, dobe.”

The tension in the room eased.

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Sasuke still wasn’t talking to Naruto, but he wasn’t actively angry anymore. Naruto and Kakashi came with the brothers to the hospital where Tsunade would perform the surgery.

Both Uchiha changed into hospital gowns and now waited to be taken to the surgery suite. Naruto and Kakashi stayed with them. Sasuke was nervous.

“Naruto,” Sasuke said. “I guess if there was any man in the world I would entrust my brother to, it would be you. I trust you and I know you value your friends. But if you do anything to hurt him, I’ll revisit it on you a hundred fold.”

“I understand. Thanks, teme.”

“Shut up, dobe.”

Shizune came in with a pair of nurses and they were wheeled away. Itachi gave Naruto a fond smile before he was out the door. Actually, he gave it to Kakashi, but they both knew it was meant for Naruto.

“They’ll be alright, right?” Naruto asked.

“It’s not life threatening,” Kakashi said.

“But what if something goes wrong? What if one or both of them go blind?”

“Rin transplanted this eye in the middle of cave-in, with little light when we were all emotional. She was only thirteen and a chunin. Tsunade will not make a mistake.”

“You’re right. Baa-chan’s awesome.”

They waited. Kakashi had his book and was seemingly reading away while Naruto fidgeted and paced. In reality, Kakashi was staring at the pages and turning the pages at random intervals; he barely comprehended ten words in twenty pages. Even if their lives weren’t in danger, it was always nerve wracking to have a loved one in surgery. He wouldn’t be happy until Sasuke was brought back and Tsunade told him it was a success.

Over an hour later, the brothers were returned to their room and their anxious lovers. Tsunade came in with them.

“It went perfectly,” she said. “I had them put out—panicking patients are so irritating. They’ll sleep for another hour or so. We’ll keep their eyes wrapped for three days to ensure healing. I’ll be visiting every day to check on them.”

“Thank you, Hokage-sama,” Kakashi said.

“Thanks, baa-chan,” Naruto said.

“You can take them home once they wake up. Don’t let them do anything that will raise their blood pressure. You were lucky back then, Kakashi, but I’m not taking any chances with these two.”

“Hai.”

“And no using chakra. They have to let their chakra networks heal after being severed and reattached. No chakra, no activity, just rest.”

“Can you just sedate them for a week?”

Tsunade gave Kakashi an annoyed look. “I don’t care if you have to tie them down, you will keep them calm.”

“Yes, ma’am. Does that mean we get to carry them home?” he asked with a smile.

“Maybe you should do that before they wake up.”

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The brothers woke up in their own beds later that day. They’d moved Sasuke’s bed into Itachi’s room and all the rest of Itachi’s furniture to Sasuke’s room. The two lovers could still curl up next to them, but sex was forbidden.

Sasuke was perfecting the angry Buddha pose while his brother was the opposite: serene.

“No sex, no chakra, no exercise, no moving, can’t see, can’t do anything.” Sasuke was annoyed.

“Relax, otouto,” Itachi said. “I thought you liked meditation.”

“When it’s by choice.”

“Choose to do it now.”

Sasuke growled.

“He really has gotten worse,” Kakashi said. “He’s gone from humming single syllables to just growling.”

“I can’t even tell how many people are in the room!”

“It’s called hearing, Sasuke,” Itachi said.

“Itachi!”

“Blood pressure, Sasuke,” Kakashi reminded him. “I told Tsunade we should just keep you unconscious.”

“I should have seconded that suggestion,” Naruto said.

“How many people are in here?” Sasuke demanded.

“Just the four of us, otouto,” Itachi assured him.

“How do you know?”

“Kakashi slouches but stands stalk still, but I heard him come in. Naruto fidgets. Anyone else would have to be a cat. I smell ramen and dog. Beside our hospital smells, there’s nothing else. Anyone else would have to have made an effort to eliminate their smell. Even if we had a shinobi visitor, they would have been introduced. If they didn’t come in through the front door, Kakashi would have noticed them. You seem to be a shoddy shinobi, otouto.”

“I’m under stress.”

“Relax. Make us some tea. Decaffeinated.”

“Fuck off, aniki.”

“You could put him out again like you did the other day,” Itachi said to Kakashi.

“Kakashi’s already gone to make tea,” Naruto said.

Sasuke laughed.

“Shut it, otouto.”

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Sasuke did learn to meditate under these conditions, to the point Itachi was jealous. He was calm by nature and had been going blind for a while, but even he got antsy.

The worst thing was Itachi’s cat-like sense of hygiene. They couldn’t get the bandages wet so his hair and most of his face was off limits. The rest of his body was left to a shallow bath with a sponge. His hair was getting icky and his scalp was itching.

Going to the bathroom sucked too. He couldn’t see to aim so he was pissing sitting down. Sasuke had a pervy, overly affectionate lover who aimed for him, but he was no less annoyed.

Tsunade came over every day to check on them, always keeping the room dark when she took the bandages off. After several days of bitching from Sasuke, Tsunade finally removed the bandages.

The younger, more impatient patient was first. His eyes were unveiled in dim candlelight.

“How’s your vision?” Tsunade asked.

“Good. Better than it’s been in weeks. Better than ever, I think.”

It was Itachi’s turn. Naruto had been perched on Sasuke’s bed next to Kakashi, opposite Tsunade. Now, Naruto was right there, helping Tsunade remove the bandage. The first thing Itachi saw was Naruto, crisp and clear, so perfectly in the dim light that he could see the finest details of Naruto’s blue irises and even the texture of his hair. He teared up.

“Itachi?” Tsunade asked, seeing the tears. “Can you see?”

“Perfectly.”

Tsunade had the good sense to move out of the way as Sasuke lunged for his brother to hug him tightly.

“I still want you two to rest, but it looks like you’ll be fine,” Tsunade said. “No chakra, no training, no fighting. But everything else is okay.”

“Everything?” Kakashi asked.

She was perfectly aware of the relationships in this house. “Yes, everything.”

“Time to move the beds!” Kakashi announced.

Sasuke threw a pillow at him.

“I have to bathe.” Itachi tried to stand up, but his balance was off with his new eyes after so long in the dark. Naruto caught him and took him to the bathroom.

“Well, that’s something I don’t want to think about,” Sasuke said. He stood up more cautiously than his brother. “Thank you, Hokage-sama. Now I’ve got to get away from those two. If they make a sound, I’ll puke. Or kill Naruto.”

Naruto drew the bath while Itachi stripped. Itachi slipped into the warm water. He started washing his body. When he finished, Naruto gathered Itachi’s hair and draped it over his shoulder then took the soap and washcloth and started washing Itachi’s back.

It felt so good, Itachi nearly collapsed. No one had done this for him since he was a child and his parents bathed him. He remembered he used to bathe his baby brother. He remembered holding Sasuke up with a hand on his chest as he scrubbed his back.

Then Naruto started on his hair. That was even better. He scrubbed his scalp with his fingertips, messaging blood into his itchy scalp. Then he poured the conditioner on his hands and finger combed Itachi’s hair then used the comb. Itachi loved the attention.

It was hypnotic for Naruto. Even after every tangle and trace of bandage adhesive was gone, Naruto continued. Itachi only moved when the water grew cold.

“Thank you, Naruto.” He stood with Naruto’s help and rinsed off.

Everyone was gone from the room but Itachi stopped and scoffed at the bed. The idea of returning to it was repellant; he’d spent far too much time in it recently.

“Let’s just go for a walk,” Itachi said.

“You will get dressed first, right?”

Itachi’s playful side decided to come out at that. He turned and gave Naruto a sultry look. “Jealous?”

Naruto’s eyes went wide. He had no idea how to answer that.

Itachi was pleased with the affect he caused. He smiled and hugged Naruto. “Yeah, I’ll get dressed. Let’s get some real food. And I haven’t properly seen this village in years. Ramen?”

“Tea and dessert afterward?”

“And a walk around the village to digest?”

“Sounds good. Are you going to get dressed now?”

Itachi kissed him and then turned to find his clothes. The dressers were in Sasuke’s room for the present. They went out and Naruto delighted in the joy Itachi felt at being able to see again.

That night, their beds were still in the same room. Itachi was tired and went right to sleep when they came home. Naruto curled up behind him. It was too cute to make Sasuke angry when he came home with Kakashi. The quickie after dinner at Kakashi’s place would have to do for the night.

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Sasuke was moved back to his room and Itachi was moved to the far room which Yamato came and helped remodel, redoing the walls so that Itachi’s connecting bathroom connected to the other room. The in-between room was turned into a small gym.

Itachi had more windows now that he could appreciate them and he invited Naruto to move in with him. Kakashi didn’t wait for an invitation; Sasuke found all Kakashi’s stuff in his room when they returned his bed. Luckily, Kakashi had few personal possessions, but they needed Kakashi’s dresser. Sasuke and Itachi also had few possessions, so there was plenty of room for Naruto’s things. The ramen poster was exiled to the back of the bathroom door.

For the next month, it was domestic bliss as the Uchiha brothers fully recovered.

Before things went sideways.

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Though this is the final chapter of this story, it has a sequel. I decided to separate the two because the main plot and theme is different. This one was about the development of their relationships, the next is about a few trials.