Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Brother's Can't Be Trusted ❯ It's A Piece Of Cake: Part I ( Chapter 42 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Naruto released a meager sigh as he watched the two friends he had mistakably believed were on good terms by now, bit each other's head off with harsh words and assumptions. As much as Naruto enjoyed watching the two bitter; you have to admit it was funny, it was still time consuming and annoying. Here Sasuke was constantly bloating on how everyone should do their best to make this the coolest birthday he had ever had, but really he was always taking Haku's remarks as a threat. And of course Sasuke Uchiha had to act on threats.

The bored blond was just about sick enough to throw a flaming marshmallow at the two if it would just shut them up, but thankfully Kisame and Itachi came back on the pouch. "Thank goodness!" Naruto hurriedly replied, fleeing from his seat and throwing his arms affectionately around Itachi's waist. "Ita-niisan, please make them stop." Naruto begged, using a irresistibly cute voice so he could not be denied. And it worked for him.

Itachi couldn't help but laugh at the boy's efforts. And it was refreshing to have Naruto turn back to him. Lately he had felt a little left out. "Of course Naru-chan." He chuckled back, patting down the spiky blond hair in front of him. Kisame restrained from grunting at this. Not only had he just got finish getting Itachi to at least side with him for once, now he has to go back worrying about Naruto seducing his friend back into temptation.

"Otouto!" Itachi called out to Sasuke playfully. The younger Uchiha stopped shouting at Haku long enough to notice his brother with Naruto in his arms. Instantly a furious spark developed in the teen's gut and he was more than prepared to take Itachi down. "If you much rather quarrel with Haku, then I would be happy to tend to your neglected boyfriend. Just a little heads up." Itachi teased, his notoriously evil smirk showing its ugly face once again.

"I don't think so perv!" Sasuke hollered. He raced back over to Naruto and grabbed the blond by the blond before tugging him away from Itachi. "I can take care of my men unlike you, who just throw them all away!" Sasuke accused pointing at Itachi viciously. "Naruto's not going to be another one of your used boy-toys." Even if Sasuke was making assumptions off of true facts, Kisame didn't appreciate the kid doing that so carelessly.


Itachi was offended by the words, but he was very good at concealing that emotion. "Suit yourself Sasuke. I was just trying to help, I'm sure Naruto will vouch with me when I say he would much rather have an attentive boyfriend rather than an arrogant, selfish one." Itachi added calmly. Sasuke was turning red, which made this little chatter all the more entertaining for Itachi.

"Are all of you on steroids?" Zabuza budded in with a coarse growl. He may have watched from the sidelines, but he wasn't interested in their fighting unless some punches were going to be thrown. "You all are aggressive as shit, but are talking like idiots. Can we just get this show on the road so I can ravish Haku? He's already riled up and I rather like it when he's feisty." He retorted amusingly.

Kisame sighed in relief. It was about time someone saved them from this hellish bickering. Seeing as how, no one ever really went against Zabuza's word, Kisame happily trotted over to the table next to the cake that had its candles recently lit slowly starting to fade. Kisame took a guess that Haku had said something while Sasuke had been lighting the candles and they just went at it.

"I agree with Zabuza!" Haku called out anxiously, his eyes arching into happy semi-circles.

"Oh I bet you would, wouldn't you." Sasuke growled. "You'll agree with him any time as long as it means you get laid you little creep." Sasuke lashed back out. Yep, Sasuke just had to have the last say on everything.

"Shut up! I'm not the one-" Just before Haku could finish yelling out his cruel come back, he found it hard to speak with cake in or rather on his mouth.

"Will you two just quite it?! I don't care if you two kill each other anymore, just do it on your own time!" Naruto screamed, his hand still hovering in the air and an assortment of colorful icing and cake still on his fingers.

"Did you just throw cake at me?!" Haku barked back, wiping the dessert from his face and throwing it viciously at Sasuke when the Uchiha had started laughing at him. That was all it took to cause a reaction in Sasuke. He frowned angrily, the cake on his forehead nearly sizzling from his furious heat.

"That's it!" He lunged for the table and quickly grabbed a handful of the large cake and without a moment's hesitation he launched the thick food right back into Haku's face.

"Sasuke!" Naruto yelled out, in dismay because his cake had yet another large hole in it. But the blond was in no mood to lecture his boyfriend when he found cake thrown at his shoulder from Haku's missed attack at Sasuke. "Haku!" Naruto quickly leaned forward, grabbing two handfuls of cake and hauled them into the air toward Haku.

Haku was hit by the first in the chest but managed to dodge the next by hurriedly ducking. Sadly the cake had to hit someone, and Itachi just so happened to be behind the reflexive ebony eyed male. Itachi gently stumbled to the side from the impact of the food to his gut. It didn't take him any time at all before he collected what he could from his clothing and threw it back at Naruto; his eyes burning an angry red. Naruto knew the counter would be painful so he rolled onto the floor just in time and the target had by default became Zabuza.

"I've had enough of you stupid children!" The taller man yelled, jumping to his feet and grabbing a piece of cake and throwing it at Itachi's head. Before anyone knew it, a giant cake fight had begun and everyone was throwing food every which way. Some targets were successful and them some only succeeded in making the victim all the more angrier. Kisame had turned out to be the lucky one who never really got purposely targeted.

He had hopped out of his seat only to aid Itachi in battle. He even took some hits for the Uchiha, but Itachi was to consumed in fury and power to notice as he hurled countless balls of cake at the rest of the group. Laughs, screams and grunts were heard throughout the shore as the boys threw away the evening with mindless cake throwing. A lot of the cake ended up being tossed carelessly over the railings of the pouch and landed on the sandy shore below.

"That's enough! Everyone break it up!" An unfamiliar voice yelled out. The gang slowly stopped their fighting and noticed an impatiently sneering police officer. "I've gotten complaints about noise disturbance. Either you guys quite it down or I take you in." The man replied coldly, his brows knitting together seriously. They all nodded simultaneously before the man walked off. They looked at each other in dead silence and finally an uncontrollable chorus of laughter overcame them.

Everyone could have been from the circus with all of the 'face paint' they had on. "That was actually fun." Naruto chuckled, trying his best to scrap away the mushy pieces of cake on his clothing. He couldn't deny that this was the best birthday he had ever had. Despite what it took to start the fight, it was still so much fun.

"I'll tell you what won't be fun." Sasuke interrupted with a tired sigh. "Cleaning all this stuff up." the entire area was a mess, but all of them looked worse.

Itachi grinned suspiciously. "I think it is only fair that the ones that started the fight be the ones to clean it up." He suggested. "And the rest of us will go get showered." He teased, quickly dashing into the house before his brother could yell at him to help with the cleaning. Itachi was never a hands on type of person when it can to civic duties, social duties were always his strong suit. Kisame laughed nervously as everyone continued to stare daggers into Itachi's back.

"Uh...I think I'll pass as well." Kisame muttered out skittishly before running off inside too. After all he was probably the one that threw the least amount of cake. But he did feel sorry about leaving Naruto to clean up on his own birthday. Judging by how quickly Haku and Sasuke could start up another fight, a second food fight was sure to start up again. Kisame headed upstairs, hearing Zabuza's groaning as he was forced to help clean by Haku. Kisame came into the room laughing whole heartedly. "I wasn't expecting that to happen, but I rather miss being a reckless kid again."

"Miss it? When have you ever stopped Kisame?" Itachi asked amusingly. He stripped his cakey clothes as he walked into the bathroom. Of course Kisame hadn't stopped himself from watching the Uchiha's rear as he disappeared inside. "You haven't changed one bit since we were kids. Then again, that could also mean you were always very boring." Itachi remarked, sounding as he were actually giving this conversation some thought.

"Boring? Hanging around you; no one is allowed to be boring." Kisame corrected with a smile. Regardless of Kisame knowing Itachi was naked in the bathroom, he didn't think twice before following after him. "You know how many times I got my ass kicked just for I could defend you from all of the homophobic bastards. I think you owe me an apology or at least a thank you for all my effort." Kisame growled playfully. He attentively watched his raven haired friend start the shower and slowly step in.

"That's all you want?" Itachi chuckled. "Fine, I'm so terribly sorry about all the crap I made you go through. Your protection and devotion has been very much appreciated Kisame." He mocked in a singsong voice. Kisame groaned dissatisfying and crossed his arms. "Oh come on, I'm only joking. You know I'm grateful for all you do. But you need to be grateful for all the stuff I've done for you." Itachi replied, starting to rub down his body in bath wash.

Kisame sat down on the toilet seat beside the shower and gave the Uchiha a skeptical glare. "Is that so? Last time I checked, constantly harassing, mocking, teasing and vexing someone into insanity was not a gracious favor." Not to mention all of the stupid boners Itachi had given him simply by the look of him. But Kisame would never mention that to him and give Itachi the satisfaction of knowing he had control over him. Speaking of boners, how could he not get one now. Simply standing in the presence of a dripping wet Itachi in all his naked glory was the ultimate nose bleeder.

Somehow Kisame managed to maintain a calm demeanor, his eyes still meeting the boys face whenever Itachi was about to catch him staring at him. But it was an extremely hard task to do. Itachi had the perfect body, slender yet muscular, creamy and oh so smooth. That was the biggest shocker though, after how rough Itachi liked to be. It was a miracle he had no permanent scars. Kisame would have been devastated if he ever found out one of those perverts marked Itachi's flawless form. Such a work of art should never be handled without care.

"Not that hard-ass." Itachi snickered. "You have a reputation not even you know about. I guess hanging around me, gave people the impression you were just as skilled in my talents. You should hear all the offers I got for a threesome. I had to sadly turn them all down." Itachi mentioned matter of factly. He rinsed off the suds and bubbles in the shower's warm water before Kisame had decided to leave. "Don't go." Itachi begged mockingly. "Did you really want me to accept them? I didn't take you for that type of person Kisame." Itachi whispered in a sweet voice.

Kisame could at least happy knowing that Itachi thought so highly of him. But truthfully, back then, Kisame probably would have accepted if it meant getting a chance to be with Itachi. "No, its fine. But it would have been nice if you could have told me. I swear I nearly died every time someone you got done with looked at me in a strange way." He sighed warily and started to pull off his own messy shirt. "Finish up for I can get washed up." He ordered before walking for the door.

"Can you help me though?" Itachi asked, causing the other to stop mid-step. "I can't get all this crap out of my hair." Itachi nearly whined as he tugged on the long strands that had the sticky substance still clumped onto it. Kisame muffled his laughter by biting his lip but came back over to assist Itachi. He stripped off all his clothes so they wouldn't get wet, not that it would make it look any worse. But he needed some excuse to be naked with Itachi in a shower. Damn it, a man could fantasy of him and his best friend having wild, steamy sex in a shower in nude, right?! There was no crime in that...at least he hoped there wasn't.

Kisame's hallucinations were quickly ruined by Itachi's sneaky little snickering as he started to pull out the clumps of cake from the other's hair. His brow arched up in suspicion when he saw Itachi's cat-like grin. No doubt this weirdo was thinking of something very conniving or very pervert. You can only bet on which one Kisame was wishing for. "I'm a little disappointed." Itachi finally mumbled as he calmed his laughter. Kisame snarled for there was only one thing he could think to which Itachi was referring to. "It's the first time...I've ever seen you naked." He whispered almost bashfully, which caught Kisame of guard completely.

"Why?" Kisame asked, pulling Itachi's hair from its band and letting it flow freely across his back. Despite how dirty his hair was, Kisame always thought the male was extremely beautiful with it. He loved how the feathery soft locks fell into place or pressed into the small of Itachi's back. But when it was wet, the pure extent of its beauty could be appreciated. Before Kisame could even stop himself or realize what he was doing, he had wrapped his arms gently around Itachi's waist. He had stepped close to the Uchiha, his chest pressed against Itachi's back and lower neck deliciously. That probably would have been tolerable, but when the bluish male leaned in and took a deep inhale of Itachi's intoxicating scent, it reached the point of creepy.

Fortunate for Itachi, Kisame's eyes were closed and he wasn't able to see the timid red scampering across his cheeks. Itachi nearly screamed; his skin blew up with prickly bumps that ran beneath his flesh. He had never felt so tingly all over, his heart was suddenly racing from the close, and too familiar contact. As many people as he had been with, not to many had ever really cared to hold him in a still, affectionate embrace. To be held, sniffed, licked, kissed, or even screwed with such gentleness and innocent fluidity, was completely unknown to the male. Usually the only contact that was shared was driven by pure hunger and lust, nothing even remotely similar to how Kisame held onto him now.

He had stiffened in the other's arms. His words nearly escaped him, but he held onto them tightly, determined to at least ask as though this meant nothing. Itachi locked his gaze to the slippery floor beneath, watching the tiny droplets run down their legs and into the drain. "I always imagined...if I were to ever see you naked...it would be...special..." Itachi admitted shamefully. Kisame's eyes popped open that very second and he was all too sure he had heard wrong. He was sure his mind was playing tricks on him, letting him hear only what he wanted to hear.

"Special?" He repeated softly. "And this isn't special?" He asked just to be sure. why was his heart all of a sudden pounding so immensely? Itachi's words had given him so much hope, but there was still time for Itachi to run over his spirit once more.

Itachi weakly pulled Kisame's arms away from his waist, which torn the male inside. "You know what I mean..." Itachi grumbled. He turned around and looked Kisame in the eyes. "I just thought...it wouldn't be common..." Itachi listened to his own words and couldn't believe how stupid he sounded. He remember how he always thought Kisame was a guy with morals and values, he wouldn't take off his clothes just for any body. In fact, Itachi always admired that about him; that Kisame was nothing like him. "Just forget it..." He quickly said. Before he could even attempt to turn away, Kisame grabbed Itachi by both sides of his face and pulled the male into a rash and desperate kiss.

Astonishment got the best of Itachi and he instinctively pulled away from the kiss, his eyes wide and fearful. Kisame quickly stepped back from him, a look of terror on his own face. "I'm sorry Itachi." He whimpered eagerly. He was just being a full for ever thinking Itachi meant something like that. Of course the Uchiha would never think about them being together that way. They were best friends! And those were definitely not the type of things best friends were suppose to do. How could he have possibly thought anything else? He had promised Itachi he would be there for him, not this. This all was just a mistake. Kisame quickly fled from the shower, grabbing a towel on the way out.

Bewildered red eyes stared clueless at the retreating form. Itachi felt pain to see Kisame leave so quickly. He didn't entirely mean to reject Kisame's kiss. For a moment just then...he thought...of Fugaku. Turning off the shower with a stunned slowness, Itachi came back into the room as well, not bothering to cover up. He watched Kisame pack in a panic. He knew better than to think Kisame was leaving early, he was only packing because they were all going in the morning. Itachi's glance fell to the floor where his own clothes laid; pushed off the bed from earlier. "Do you think selfishness and cruelty runs in the family?" Itachi asked uncharacteristically.

Kisame paused for a moment, trying to gather why Itachi had asked such a random question. Luckily he wasn't really expected to answer because Itachi went into further explanation. "I'm heartless like him aren't I?" Itachi gave a big sigh. "Sasuke will be too if he hangs around me. 'An Uchiha doesn't need anyone. Companions just hold us back and give us weakness.' I don't really believe all that crap our parents told us, but I sure have a weird way of showing it. The only person I have to trust in this world...is willing to give his entire being to me and all I can do is push him away. I don't want you to leave me, I don't want you to get in my way, and that makes me selfish." Itachi sat down on the bed, his gaze distant and internal.

"You're not selfish Itachi." Kisame grunted, stomping over and sitting next to Itachi.

"But this love, everyone keeps bragging about, I want it too." Itachi muttered. Kisame was taken aback when Itachi growled loudly into the air and slammed his body back into the mattress. "I have it already, don't I? But is my feeling...real?"

Kisame sighed and leaned back on the bed as well. He turned on his side and kept up on his elbow. "Of course it is real you idiot." He couldn't help but laugh at how childish Itachi was being. He finally rolled over so that he was once again on top of Itachi. "You know you are the most pathetic piece of shit I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. You are constantly beating yourself up about useless nonsense. Just for tonight...can't you leave the past in past. Can you let go of all the crap for just one night, that's all I'm asking? I don't even care if you go out to some whorehouse tonight, as long as you aren't doing it because of the past."

To Be Continued...

A/N: I know, I know, I said I was going to do a lemon in this chapter, but it kind of ran long, so in the next one there will be. I'm half way through the next chapter, so you won't have to wait days before I update again. And for anyone who doesn't want to read the actual lemon, then just skip to the end of the next chapter. After the lemon, I will be sure to get in a lot of SasuxNaru time, perhaps help them get a little loving as well. So please review and I will update the next part as soon as I can.

Next Chapter: Itachi is wiling to throw his problems in the wind for Kisame. Kisame is just happy to have Itachi finally over the past, but that can't last very long after they get home. Sasuke on the other hand, still doesn't know and is content with his time with Naruto. Will he be able to get anywhere in their relationship while he has nothing to worry about?