What it Takes to Love Someone 2

  A/N I’ve decided to stop editing this one and just put it back up as it is to save time for me because I have so much going on.  Sorry for any inconvenience. 

  Sasori sneered at Deidara as the blonde lay on the bed, exhausted.  He grabbed his clothes and redressed himself before he sat on the edge of the bed and pulled out his phone.

  “I don't know, un…” Deidara muttered, distracting Sasori.

  “Don't know what, babe?” Sasori leant down and kissed Deidara.

  “…I don't know who I love more…  You or Tobi, yeah…”

  “Deidara, baby, just ditch the retard for me, okay?  You know I'm better than him.”

  “…Only in bed…” Deidara whispered. 

  “What?”

  “You’re only better than Tobi in bed, Sasori-danna…  Tobi beats you in everything else…”

  Sasori couldn’t stop himself - he slapped Deidara’s face.  Hard.  “What was that?”

  Deidara cried out and brought a hand to his stinging cheek.  “Danna, why?!”

  “Don't you ever talk to me that way again!” Sasori snarled.  “I love you, brat, but you made me do that.  I was only punishing you.  You should thank me for bothering to teach you, Dei-chan.”

  Deidara whimpered and closed his eyes, trying to hold back his tears.  He nodded.  “…Okay, danna…  Thanks, yeah…”

  Sasori smirked and leant down to hug Deidara.  “That’s right, brat… Now, are you up for another round?”

  Deidara shook his head.  “No…”

  “Too bad.” Sasori sneered and pushed Deidara back onto the bed.  “We’re doing it again, whether you want to or not.”

  -XX-

  Tobi lay in his bed that night, listening to Madara and Zetsu’s voices floating through the cold night.  He could tell that Zetsu was upset about what had happened, but Madara was shaking it off and seemed to be genuinely confused about what he had done wrong.

  “I don't understand, Zetsu-chan…” Tobi heard Madara say.  “What am I doing wrong?  Am I… am I bad father…?”

  Tobi winced as he heard that.  He loved his father, yes, but sometimes Madara still frightened him.  He knew that the elder didn't mean to upset or scare him, but there was a part that still hadn’t recovered from what Madara had put him through.

  “No, you’re not,” Zetsu replied, and Tobi could hear the bedsprings squeaking as someone shifted their weight.  “You’re a great father…  It’s just… you don't have much experience being a father…  You’re trying your best to make Tobi happy which is great, and you love him so much, Madara; it’s just that I think you’re trying a little too hard…”

  Madara sighed.  “But Tobi--”

  “—is an adult.  Not a child, anymore.  Just… give him some responsibility.”

  “Zetsu-chan?  I think Tobi hates me now…”

  “…”

  Tobi could hear Madara sob quietly.  It clenched at the young man’s heart – he didn't hate his father, but he was upset with him.

  “I tried to stop you, Madara, but… you’re just too protective over him, is all…  Come on… let’s just go to sleep and we’ll talk about it in the morning.”

  Tobi listened as the bedsprings creaked once more as the two older men got comfortable.  Once the moans and cries began, he blushed and hid under his covers.  Wasn’t Madara too old to still be making love to Zetsu?

  As much as Tobi tried to block out the pleasured noises, they still managed to penetrate Tobi’s thin shield.  The young man was reminded of how much he loved Deidara, and how much he missed the older man, and he couldn’t help but he turned on by the two lovers in the other room.

  Tobi moaned as his member sprang to life quickly, begging him to touch it, but the raven didn't want to with Madara and Zetsu in the next room.

  Instead, Tobi fought back tears and ran out of the door to Madara’s room, sobbing quietly as he rushed into his father’s bedroom.

  Tobi covered his eyes as both Madara and Zetsu were frozen in shock doing it doggy style.  It took them a few seconds to come to their senses.

  “Tobi-kun?” Madara called, pulling out of Zetsu and pulling the covers over both of them.  “What is it?”

  Tobi moved one hand enough to see if they had covered themselves up.  Seeing as they had, he let out another loud sob and launched himself at the two, crying.  Madara groaned as his body collided heavily with his and he wrapped his arms around the young man.

  Zetsu ran a hand through Tobi’s hair.  “What is it, Tobi-kun?”

  “Tobi misses DeiDei!”  Tobi sobbed, nestling into Madara’s neck. 

  Madara groaned as Tobi’s erection brushed up against his own.  He tried to push Tobi off of him but the boy wouldn’t let go.

  “T-tobi…!” Madara gasped, feeling pleasure from the friction of Tobi’s quivering body rubbing against his stiff member. 

  Madara gently pushed Tobi away from him and covered his still-stiff member with the blanket. 

  “Tobi, please go wait in your room while Zetsu-chan and I finish ourselves up and then we’ll come talk to you, okay?”

  Tobi nodded, wiping tears away as he ran back to his room.

  --LINEBREAK--  

  “Sasuke-kun?” Kisame called out, holding a tray of cupcakes in his hands as he carried them from the oven to the bench.  “I made some cupcakes!  Come get some!”

  Kisame chuckled as Sasuke’s excited footsteps hurried to the kitchen; Sasuke loved Kisame’s cooking. 

  “They’re hot,” Kisame grinned as he handed Sasuke one of the biggest ones on the tray.  “Be careful, buddy.”

  Sasuke smiled a little, grabbing another cupcake.  “Naruto is coming around,” he explained shyly; it still didn't feel right talking to Kisame about his love-life.

  Kisame smiled understandingly.  “I see, Sasuke-kun.  Then help yourselves to as many as you like; I’m going to make some more tonight and bring to Itachi-kun.”

  Sasuke nodded and took a bite of his cupcake.  “If you’re going to see aniki can you take Naruto and I as well?  …I miss him…”

  Kisame nodded and leaned down to pat Sasuke’s head fondly.  “He’s your big brother; of course you can come!  …Let’s just hope he’s feeling better tonight than he did yesterday…”

  Sasuke looked at the ground, sighing.  It was a hard time for Kisame and him.  Itachi had been hospitalised because he was getting so sick and the doctors had no explanation for it.  No one thought it was so bad until Itachi had passed out behind the wheel driving Sasuke to Naruto’s house and crashed into a parked car just two days ago. 

  Kisame ruffled Sasuke’s hair some more, smiling apologetically.  “I’m sorry, Sasuke-kun… I'm sure Itachi-kun will be fine.  No need to worry.”

  --LINEBREAK--  

  “Nii-san…” Sasuke whispered sadly, watching as his brother lay in a hospital bed with an oxygen mask over his lower face. 

  Itachi tilted his head to the side, looking at Sasuke and smiled weakly.  He reached out, poking his little brother on the forehead with two fingers before taking Kisame’s hand and squeezing it tightly.  He smiled at Naruto, not wanting to forget about his probable future brother-in-law.

  Kisame sat on the edge of the bed, stroking Itachi’s side lovingly, trying to hold in tears; he couldn’t bear to see Itachi in this state.

  “E-excuse me for a moment,” though Kisame was upset, Sasuke was the one who needed to leave the room.

  Kisame watched as Sasuke left before turning his gaze onto his sick husband.  Itachi was frowning, his grey eyes shining with tears.

  “I’ll go check on him,” Kisame offered gently, knowing Itachi was scared for Sasuke.  “Naruto-kun, will you please sit with Itachi and keep him company?”

  “Sure.”

  Kisame leaned down and kissed Itachi lovingly before leaving to chase after Sasuke.  Sasuke was found sitting out the front of the hospital, sobbing softly into his knees.

  “Hey, kid,” Kisame greeted, sitting beside Sasuke and looking at the sky.  “I know how you feel.  Seeing Itachi like this must be so hard for you.  First Tobi, then Itachi.  But you know what your family is like, kid; all you Uchihas never give up!  Itachi is a strong man himself, you know?  I just know he’ll be okay in the end.”

  Sasuke looked up at smiled at Kisame sadly.  “I know he’ll be okay, too… he’s got you to come home to…  He loves you so much, Kisame… you know you’re all he ever talks about when you’re not around?”

  Kisame chuckled and smiled.  “I think he loves us both the same, Sasuke-kun, cause he always talks about you, as well.  He has both of us to come home to.  Of course he’ll want to fight.”

  Sasuke smiled and stood up.  “I'm sorry for having to go, Kisame-san.  I’ll go back in and see aniki now.”

  Kisame smiled and stood up with him.  He ruffled Sasuke’s hair again, and the two begun to walk back to the hospital doors, but just before they reached them, they were stopped by several strangers.

  “Can we help you?” Kisame asked, raising his eyebrow; he didn't like this situation.

  One of the strangers smirked and faster than Kisame could blink, had punched Sasuke in the face.

  “Hey!” Kisame shouted, reaching out to grab the assailant before he could do more damage to Sasuke.  “He’s just a kid!  Leave him alone!”

  Kisame hadn’t realised this before, but it was four against one; Sasuke was out cold, blood gushing from his face.  Kisame was pissed now; how dare someone hurt Sasuke! 

  “You hurt Sasuke and you’ll have to deal with me,” Kisame snarled furiously; Sasuke was the little brother Kisame never had. 

  The man who had attacked Sasuke smirked.  “What do you think you can do, you fool?”

  “I don't know so let’s find out!” Kisame threw himself at the man, knocking them both to the ground, and hospital staff rushed out of the hospital after seeing the scene, trying to break the fight up, and right as police arrived minutes later, the group of men got up and disappeared.