Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ See Me For Who I Am! ❯ Secrets and Lies ( Chapter 4 )

<b> See Me For Who I Am </b>

 

 

THANKYOU ONCE AGAIN FOR THE WONDERFUL REVIEWS!

Well, now that it's the winter break, I'll be writing more, but probably update once every week… I still need to do projects …sigh…

 

<b> Summary: </b> Yaoi. Naruto lives a double life in Konoha. He isn't as stupid as people take him for. Sasuke and Naruto were in a relationship, but Sasuke did something stupid, and they break up later. Naruto leaves Konoha afterwards, without his friends knowing. When he returns, he's changed, but as beautiful as ever. Slowly, everyone in Konoha sees him in a new light. Naruto is attracting trouble without even knowing. What is our blonde ninja to do?

 

<b>A/N: </b> If you don't like to read about guys making out or doing `stuff' then you may leave or flame me to your hearts content.

 

<b> Disclaimer: </b> I don't own Naruto. I wish I did though. But if I did I bet it'd be all screwed up.

 

<b> Pairings: </b> At the beginning it's Sasu/Naru, Mia/Sasu. Later, it would be Ita/Naru and one-sided people/Naru. You can decide/vote if you like.

 

<b> Note: any questions, please ask me.

 

 

“Talking”

`Thinking'

-Expressions-

<I> Kyuubi talking </I>

 

 

 

Previously:

 

Just as Kazuma was about to hit Foxy, Foxy gave him a bored look, and quickly kicked him hard in the family jewels, knocking the air out of the man before knocking him out with a swift blow on the neck. The man crumbled to the ground, out cold.

 

“Sigh… so troublesome…”

 

“I have to agree with you on that…Foxy…”

 

“-SIGH-…BEST time for you to show up you know…? So, what do you want NOW…Itachi-kun…?

 

Chapter four: Secrets and Lies

 

Lightning Country

 

Naruto stood where he was, staring at Itachi, prepared for anything the tall, dark and handsome man might happen to throw at him

 

`Yes, that's right, I said it, TALL, DARK, and HANDSOME…but then again, it might be because he looks so much like Sasuke that I might be thinking of him that way. The only difference though, is that Sasuke has black eyes, is slightly shorter, has short spiky hair, and has no line under each of his eyes. Although, I do wonder how it would feel if I were to run my hands through that long mane of hair of Itachi's…it looks soft. Sasuke's hair looks soft too, but it's really not… I wish I chopped it all off before I left…'

 

“What are you doing here, Itachi-kun? Did you follow me here? Are you still trying to get the Kyuubi? You know you will never be able to. I can defeat you in less than 10 minutes without the help of Kyuubi.”

 

“I know that Naruto-kun. So I'm not going to even try.”

 

“That's right…I-”

 

“…”

 

“…!”

 

Naruto just stared at the man in front of him. Who the hell was he? He actually agreed with Naruto. THE Uchiha Itachi: the murderer, genius, and cold-hearted bastard brother of Sasuke. THE Uchiha Itachi.

 

Naruto then realized two things. 1) Kisame wasn't there. And 2) He's not armed or preparing for a fight or anything.

 

No, he was standing there, wearing a tight black shirt with a black fishnet shirt on top, a pair of tight fitting black pants that looked REALLY good on him at the moment, and holding onto the Akatsuki cape on one arm… and he was smiling…HOLY SHIT THE MAN WAS SMILING.

 

“What's the matter Naruto-kun? Cat caught your tongue? Heh. You don't have to worry about anything, Naruto-kun. We're on the same team.”

 

“…Huh…?”

 

Konoha

 

Sasuke was giving Kakashi a bored look, but inside he felt like disappearing from the grey eye that looked like it was looking into his soul, and trying to see what Sasuke was thinking. Perhaps Sasuke was just being paranoid, because Kakashi was just looking at him with a nonchalant appearance, without a care in the world and a well-known novel in his left hand he'd glance at now and then.

 

“So what do I owe the favour of your unexpected appearance, Kakashi?”

 

Kakashi gave is old student a smile behind the annoying black mask and head protector. Although the only way you can tell he was smiling was the slight curve of the right eye.

 

“Heh, no favour is required, but I do wonder what you are doing with the village slut. I mean, isn't it time for her next appointment with some sad unwanted fellow with lots of money to pay? No offence of course.”

 

The way Kakashi was saying it was as if he was just talking about croquet, or the weather, or even making pasta. It didn't sound as if he was angry or on the verge to throttle someone since his old favourite student just cheated on his other student, and knocked up a whore, causing the other student to leave the village. No, it didn't sound like it at all.

 

“None taken, Kakashi-san. Although, you still haven't answered: what are you doing in my house.”

 

Sasuke gave the man the coldest smile ever, one that chilled the bones. Not that Kakashi cared to look or if he did, it wouldn't have fazed him at all, since he did watch the youngest Uchiha grow and all; therefore growing an immune system for all death glares thrown his way from a particular Uchiha Sasuke.

 

Not looking up from his book, Kakashi took an envelope out of his vest, and tossed it to Sasuke, who caught it between two fingers. Sasuke gave the grey haired man a questioning look, silently asking about the letter and whom it was from.

 

After three minutes of silence and still no answer from the grey haired jounin, Sasuke was silently contemplating about kicking the man out of his house when the man finally spoke, but Sasuke wasn't prepared at all to what he'd be hearing.

 

“The letter, Sasuke, is from Naruto. He left this morning on a mission, and whether he said good-bye to you or not, its all written in that letter. Now, I must be off too. See you in a bit Sasuke.”

 

Sasuke himself was surprised that the Dobe actually left the village like he said. He didn't know what to say. Sure, he knew he should take the threat the young fair-haired boy said, but he expected him to stay in Konoha for at least a week or so before leaving. During the time if he hadn't yet forgiven him, he would still be a good sparring partner to vent his frustrations out on.

 

Then, the conversation with the Dobe last night brought back the question he had to ask Kakashi.

 

<I> I have beaten Kakashi, the great Copycat ninja, in a sparring match. Something you have never, and still can't, do. You think you can beat me? Think again. </I>

 

“OI! Kakashi!”

 

But the man had already left right after Sasuke snapped out of his daze.

 

`Oh wells. There's always tomorrow. Or maybe next week. Even next month doesn't seem too bad. But I'm awfully curious…perhaps tomorrow then.'

 

Sasuke realized that he still had to make room for Mia's stuff, and she should be back within the hour or so. But with Naruto's belongings in the way, it may take a while, especially since he didn't know where to put them. If he were to throw them out, it might be considered littering and he didn't want to get in trouble for it.

 

There was enough space in the mansion, sure, but he didn't want to leave it in some random room like junk. An Uchiha is a clean freak and a perfectionist. No crap, junk or garbage should be left unattended. It's disgusting and disgraceful.

 

`Alright…but where to put it…? Salvation army? The poor? Give it to Iruka-sensei? Have Tsunade keep it?'

 

Sasuke went into his room, or the room that was Naruto's and now Mia's. He opened the large closet door, only to see his neat collection of dark clothes. None of which belonged to Naruto. He went to his drawer and saw only his socks and underwear. No Naruto stuff.

 

Sasuke went all over the house, checking the cabinets, dresser, washroom and most of the room Naruto used to occupy, and saw no item or material that belonged to Naruto in each specific area.

 

Tired and confused, Sasuke took a seat on a loveseat in the living room that Naruto forced him to buy on Valentines Day. The memory was…not something Sasuke would like to remember, but couldn't stop the images of the day from coming back in mind.

 

Flashback

 

One fine February afternoon, when the two couples just finished another healthy sparring match in the dojo that belonged to the Uchiha, Naruto suddenly rolled over on his stomache to give the Uchiha an incredulous look. But the thing that came out of his mouth was nothing but incredulous. It was downright stupid.

 

“Hey Sasuke-teme! What's with the little furniture in such a grand house?! It makes no sense!”

 

“-Sigh- what do you mean, Dobe?”

 

Sasuke was tired, and although he had only enough strength to listen to the stupid babbling of the blonde, he'd rather not. Sleep was always preferred over the blonde's nonsensical chatter.

 

But the blonde paid the dark haired avenger no mind to his fatigue. He went on instead with one-sided conversation.

 

“You know what I mean! I'm talking about our living room!”

 

Sasuke gave the blonde a bored look and wondered just how dim his blonde can be at times.

 

“Which one?”

 

“The one we use the most!”

 

“Okay…but what do you mean we have no furniture in this house? Have you looked around your surroundings lately? Or ever?”

 

“Yes I have! Like, sure, in this house there are the tables, the chairs, the king sized beds in each room of this house, five dressers, the fridge, the T.V., the small island in the center of our kitchen, that big oak table,, the other small table in the other living room, the other chairs upstairs in those ten empty bedroom, but what about our favourite living room? Huh? It's the one living room you and I use all the time, and yet there's hardly any furniture!”

 

“Naruto…I'm lost…where are you trying to get at…?”

 

“I want you to buy me a loveseat.”

 

“…”

 

“Well? Isn't that a great idea?”

 

“…”

 

“Whaaaaaaaat! What's with the silence!?”

 

Sasuke gave the slightly taller (only by 3 centimeters) if not younger boy a look of unease and surprise.

 

“Where…when…what…WHY on earth would you want a love seat?”

 

“Well, with the thought of Valentines Day coming up so soon, I thought why not, get a loveseat for us both. Come on! It'll look good and everything! Oh! Maybe we can get a new lamp too. They just got in a whole new section of nice antique lamps that I'm, SURE would look SUPER hot in this place! What do you say Sasuke? Can we? Huh?”

 

The blonde brought out his greatest weapon against the Uchiha: the hurt puppy dog eyes. But, combined with the tight black tank top and the light sheen of sweat on the perfectly tanned skin, the look was unbearably hot and adorable. NO man can say no to the look. Not even the great Uchiha Sasuke.

 

`No! You got to look away Sasuke! Don't do it! You know you will be screwed if you do! Be a man! Do the RIGHT thing and look away from the sexy sexy blonde haired man whose eyes are begging you to say yes! LISTEN to your conscience an-'

 

But it was too late. Sasuke lost once again to the adorable look/weapon of the puppy dog eyes. Feeling his resolves crumbling, the young dark haired youth grunted towards the blonde. And the blonde knew that was a definite `yes' and gave him the biggest smile and kiss. Inner Naruto was giving off a small evil smirk and a victory party.

 

`Once again, I've won Uchiha. HEH.'

 

Next day the Uchiha bought the blonde his loveseat. But when the blonde didn't shut up, he also bought a few lamps as well. Naruto was, of course, grateful and rewarded the angsty teen in his own special way, and as an early Valentines present. Hint: LOTS of chocolate, whip cream, a bed, and chains.

 

End Flashback

 

`Hn. As fun as it was, I wasn't even able to walk the next day. And then Naruto was chased all over Konoha since I couldn't do my mission, with Tsunade-sama hot on his heels. Heh. He deserved it.'

 

Sasuke realized throughout his search for any of the blonde's belongings, he still had his letter in hand.

 

`Alright Dobe. Lets see what your last words were to me before you left.'

 

Sasuke gave a sarcastic smirk, before opening the letter to read its contents. It said:

 

Sasuke,

 

There's something I've always been meaning to tell you: you're an idiot. (`As if you don't say that twenty times a day to me, Dobe') I know I may say it to you at least twenty times a day, but I mean it.

 

Did you know that you would never catch up to me, physically and mentally, no matter how much you train? Have you ever thought how I was able to advance on any technique I've learned so fast, or how I'm able to be as good as you and make myself your worthy rival?

 

Even if I never show it, I have done multiple tests that have proven that I may be as intelligent as Shikamaru, if not more. (`…No…way…') Whether you would believe me or not, it's the truth. Like I told you the other night, I have been appointed anbu by Tsunade-sama herself.

 

In Konoha, there are two Naruto's. There's the one that serves Tsunade-sama and Konoha, and the Uzumaki Naruto that you've grew up with, befriended, and bedded with. But THAT Naruto was nothing but a fraud.

 

He was a weak in many ways, strong in others. He was a dunce, or how you always loved to put it, a `dead last'. He loved ramen and the colour orange. Hell, he was also obsessed with Haruno Saskura, the pink haired wide forehead freak who always chased and stalked you. (`I never knew he thought of Sakura like that. So he does have some good tastes after all…')

 

All this was faked. Even his `love' for you may as well have been artificial.

 

Sasuke sat there, re-reading that one line over and over again, not knowing what to think, or respond to something like that. He felt something like a stab at his heart, but he couldn't understand why. After a few seconds, he decided to continue reading the letter.

 

But one thing that was true was that the Naruto you knew enjoyed your company. He enjoyed sparring with you, holding back all the techniques he knew that you would most likely never heard about, but knew can defeat you. He enjoyed analyzing your every move, and he enjoyed being your friend.

 

You may think he had a small crush on you, infatuated by you.

 

Even after all you've ever done to him, from the teasing, mocking, the fight that may have costed his life and the deed you did the other night with that woman, he still thinks highly of you. Maybe even still have those childish feeling of passion for you.

 

But what I said to you I want you to remember: get stronger. And although I may respect you still, the Kyuubi does not. And so, when I come back, I will challenge you once again in a fight. You come even close to defeating me, and you will be spared. You don't, then you deserve die.

 

I've told the others I may be back within the year or so. But in truth, I do not know. Give or take 2-3 years. Until then, Sasuke, train hard and protect yourself the best you can. Remember, there are dangers all around you.

 

Naruto

 

P.S. Kakashi has taken all my belongings. If you still haven't figured that out and are troubling yourself and looking all over the house for them, you're an idiot.

 

P.P.S. Tell your woman I think she's a bitch, and that the baby inside her womb wouldn't be cared less with a father like you. Spare the kid Sasuke. Give it to an adoption, or just give it up. We all know you're not “Daddy” material. See you in a few years.

 

`…What an ass… Well, other than that, it was quite interesting. A lot of secrets Naruto have held back from me. Maybe I was fooling myself this whole time thinking he loved me, and vice-versa. Whether or not that's true, for sure, Naruto, I, Uchiha Sasuke, have always respected and adored you. Loved you? Maybe. Just maybe…'

 

There was too much for Sasuke to ponder about, so he decided to go walk around, perhaps even go to Mia's house to help her pack. He couldn't think of anything but the letter, the letter that held so much secrets, feelings, and longing. But longing for what? Who knows but the writer himself? But he was too far away to ask. Hell, Sasuke didn't even know where he was.

 

`Maybe I should have asked Kakashi when he first came to me. Well, I have time now. Why not go see where he is in the Hokage Tower?'

 

When he decided to go to the Hokage's Tower to ask the whereabouts of a certain grey haired jounin, he passed by a brothel, just in time to almost bump into a couple of sober men.

 

Both sober men looked alike. Both were garbed in ragged looking brown `clothes'. They looked as if they haven't shaved in weeks, they wore shoes that were torn in different areas, and their hair was all over the place. The only things that were different about these two men were their hair and skin colour, or else they would've passed as brothers: poor, homeless, sloppy brothers.

 

Sasuke was about to walk around the two men, not wanting to smell or even look at them, but the name of a certain person that was about to move in with Sasuke made him follow the pair of men like a shadow.

 

“Huh? Mia? You mean the short blonde girl with big green eyes, a nice chest and plump round ass? Yeah, what about her? Isn't she Akira's girl? God, if only I could have another night with that girl…”

 

The sober man #1 said to his friend, sober man #2.

 

“I know what you mean, man. I just had her last month, but I want her again… not any other girl can satisfy me like her… but now we can't. Akira told me she was carrying his kid, and if we tried to lay a hand on her, he'll cut them off himself.”

 

`What…?'

 

Sasuke was hidden in the shadows of an alley, since both men stopped to talk near him. He didn't move, but stood there, listening to the whole conversation.

 

“What? Are you serious? But she slept with so many of us guys, how can she be sure it was his?” asked sober man #1.

 

“Well, after sleeping with him, she went away for like, 3 weeks to visit someone or something, and realized her thing of the month was late. She told Akira this, and Akira was, of course happy. But the thing was, Akira couldn't support her, since he was as poor as a beggar, and no real home. So Mia went to the next best thing: Uchiha Sasuke.” Sober man #2 replied to his friend, looking proud to hold such valuable information.

 

Meanwhile, Sasuke didn't even breathe. But stared intently at sober man #2.

 

`So…I was right. She only wanted me to support her and the bastard child of…Akira was it…? I guess I will go to the Tower another day. I need to have a talk with a certain pregnant whore...'

 

“But do you think the Uchiha brat will believe Mia if she told him it was his?” asked sober man #1.

 

“Of course,” replied sober man #2, looking confident.

 

“Akira's told me she slept with him a few times before, around the time she was fooling around with Akira.” Sober man #2 continued.

 

“Well, if she WAS fooling around with Akira and Uchiha at the same time, how can she be sure it's not the Uchiha's bastard child?” sober man #1 proved a good point. How did she know it wasn't Sasuke's child?”

 

`That's true…poor man does have a brain…amazing…'

 

But, once again, sober man #2 had an answer to that. “Well, she made Sasuke wear a condom! Akira never wore a condom. And once, Akira tells me, after she found out she was pregnant, and still sleeping with Sasuke, mind you, the guy's condom broke. It's the perfect plan!”

 

“Genius it is. And the Uchiha will never know. I wonder when he will announce it to the village? If we are the ones to do it, no one will believe us.”

 

“I know. So, let us wait and see. I'm sure you and I may become the bastard child's godfathers, if Akira let us. Hahahahahahaha!”

 

And so, the two men walked away in all their merriment, with one Uchiha glaring at them from behind. The two men felt it, of course, but shrugged it off because they were all gay and happy.

 

Sasuke turned to go towards the direction of Mia's house.

 

`See if you can get out of this one Mia.'

 

Although the Uchiha had been with the beautiful teen for maybe a few months, he never knew she was this cunning. He always expected her to be just another dumb blonde, like his Dobe.

 

`Well now, my perspectives in blondes have changed. They may not all seem as dumb as people say. I should remember to watch out from now on.'

 

It was quite a coincidence for Sasuke, who was on his way to Mia's house, because just as he turned around a corner, he saw Mia across the street, carrying many small little bags with her. She looked flushed, excited and extrememely happy, all at once.

 

As she walked, there was a little skip with each step. She looked like a fool; even people were giving her weird looks. One grumpy man in particular, when he saw Mia, said to her, in an irritating manner, “Isn't it too early in the morning to be on crack?”

 

Mia turned to the man, smiled, and replied, “It's a wonderful day sir. You look grumpy! Haven't been getting any lately? I wouldn't blame you. Smelly breath, unattractive body, wrinkles, grumpy attitude… you should get laid sir. Here's five dollars. Maybe that old granny over there will have ya. So long mister!”

 

And the blonde girl skipped away, leaving a surprised old man behind, starring at the bundle of energy skip away.

 

As she skipped passed an alley, a tall man dressed in all dark clothes grabbed her arm and led her to the alley. Sasuke saw all this. He quickly followed the pair, wondering what's going to happen, and should he help or watch with amusement.

 

Back in the Lightning country

 

“So what brings you here in Lightning country…Itachi-kun…?” After their encounter, Naruto and Itachi were in a silent truce, knowing that they were on the same team. Somehow, it took little time for Naruto to get used to Itachi's presence, even though most of the times Naruto's met with the older Uchiha, he had been after Kyuubi, and it was anything but pleasant. Especially when he could've been killed all those times in the past when he couldn't prove exactly how powerful he was, since he didn't want to blow his cover.

 

Both men were seated at the most secluded place in the bar, not wanting any eavesdroppers while they talked. Some people would pass by every now and then, since they were right beside the door to the restrooms, but they paid them no attention.

 

Somehow, when only sitting with the man for less than half an hour, Naruto knew the Uchiha was no threat to the Leaf and to himself. He couldn't understand how he can trust him so easily, so he didn't delve too deeply into the thought. And like the saying goes, `ignorance is bliss'.

 

Before returning to the bar though, both men had to get rid of one drunk and unconscious Kazuma-kun first.

 

Since Naruto was still pissed at being grabbed and hardly getting any information out of the man, he decided to play a prank of the man by stripping him of his clothes, and pocketing his money away.

 

`Heh heh heh. Thanks Ka-zu-ma-kun!'

 

Although the man was very drunk and probably won't remember anything in the morning, Naruto had to come to some considerations without risking the mission. To make sure the man won't remember him at all and that Naruto won't get arrested if the man DOES remember, Naruto placed a jutsu on the man. It gave him a false memory and concealing the truth of what really happened to Kazuma-kun in another part of his mind.

 

Naruto learned the jutsu from one of the scrolls left behind by his father, the late Yondaime. Naruto, when he found out he had his own house, went to explore it right away. He found the scroll among many others, but this scroll caught his attention over all the others because it had the Uzumaki symbol, a big, black spiral on it, sticking out from all the others.

 

Naruto saw that within the scroll were many jutsus his father made himself. All were difficult to execute, but with devastating effects if performed properly. Some though, were unfinished, and Naruto vowed to finish them to honor his father one day. And so, with all the finished and unfinished jutsus was the memory erasing jutsu. Naruto learned to use it and mastering it within a day. Kazuma was the first person Naruto ever used it on.

 

In the memory that Naruto placed in Kazuma's mind, the drunk man was supposedly walking home when he was attacked by a couple of teenagers, who knocked him out, stripped him of his costly clothes, and left him in the dumpsters to be found by the villagers in the morning.

 

Throughout all this, even after Naruto finished the jutsu and was laughing maniacally, Itachi stood back, watching the blonde in silence, sweating a little bit out of nervousness of the blonde, and the technique he used, which was supposed to be a forbidden jutsu, or has to be, for it rivaled the Sharingan's spell of illusion. Itachi has never seen this jutsu before, and because it was done so quickly and Naruto's back was turned from him, he wasn't able to properly emulate the jutsu.

 

`Such a incredible blonde. So full power and talent and potential. It should not be wasted, dear Naruto-kun. And I shall help you, in any way I can, to make you come with me and join Akatsuki…'

 

Naruto, or `Foxy' since he was still in the form he and Kyuubi created, returned to the popular bar, Faithless, with the great, sexy, evil, hot as hell, brother of Sasuke, Uchiha Itachi.

 

“Oh? Did Tsunade-sama not tell you that I was part of this mission and that I shall be your partner for as long as it takes you to complete this mission?”

 

“EH?! You're joking! The old hag said NOTHING about a partner. Nor anything about an S-class missing nin part of the Akastuki organization coming to Lightning country to help!”

 

Itachi ordered a cup of whiskey, and took a huge gulp, preparing for a long argument with the blonde about being his partner, sharing a room with him, perhaps sharing a bed if need be, going around the village together, all that stuff.

 

“Naruto-kun.”

 

“What.” Naruto replied sulkily.

 

`Damn. That's too cute. Sometimes I just want to maul you, little kit. Perhaps someday I will get a chance to. Until that day comes, watching you pout is good enough -sigh-.'

 

“You have to understand. It's all part of doing a mission. Your time will not be wasted, I am sure, and if I impose on you in any way, I shall leave you alone for as long as you want. I am not here to make you feel uncomfortable. I am only here to do my service for my village and protect those if need be.”

 

`Wow. That's the longest I've ever heard him speak.'

 

“Itachi-kun. I have a few question for you.”

 

Itachi took another gulp of whisky to relax himself, gathering his thoughts and preparing to answer any of the blonde's questions.

 

“Go ahead, Naruto-kun.”

 

“Why are you in Akatsuki? How can you be a spy for Konoha? Why make Sasuke think you murder the Uchiha clan? DID you murder the Uchiha clan?”

 

“Well, that's quite a few questions, Naruto-kun…maybe I should just summarize it for you, and perhaps tell you the story another day. First of all, I did NOT murder my clan. Someone else did. Akatsuki offered me a deal to give me power and to kill my murderers.”

 

Naruto watched as Itachi reminisced in the past of the death of his family and friends. He was speaking calmly, his voice smooth and collected. Although the only thing that defied his real feelings were his eyes. As emotionless as they seemed to be, there were hints of sadness and anger as he told his story. Naruto kept silent and continues to listen as the man spoke.

 

“I couldn't decline, but the Sandaime had told me Akatsuki had something to do with the murder of my clan, so I became a member of the organization, trying to get as close to the leader of the group as possible and get more information of the massacre of my clan. I made an illusion for Sasuke, making him think I murdered the clan so he will come after me, and not endangering himself to follow the real murderers, if he finds out who they are.”

 

Itachi remained calm, but his hands started to shake a little. Naruto felt weird, not knowing what to do. So he gently patted the Uchiha's hand, only to be quickly faced with the same onyx black eyes he was so accustomed to seeing back in Konoha. But these eyes were so much different.

 

They had a sense of longing, loneliness and pain only Naruto could understand. Naruto was drawn to the eyes belonging to the young man who lost everything dear and precious to him. Naruto could have hugged him, comforted him in some way, but he did not. Instead, he chose to listen to the rest of what Itachi had to say.

 

“If they killed off an entire clan, what makes Sasuke think he can kill any of them? Knowing Sasuke, with the arrogance and stubbornness of an Uchiha, he would have gone after them without a second thought. I did this in order to protect my brother. I don't plan to tell him the truth any time soon, if ever.”

 

`He loves his brother so much. There was so little of what he could have done to protect him, and he chose the hardest path for them both. Sasuke you bastard. If only you knew how much this man loves you.'

 

Itachi finished with what he was saying, and took another gulp of whiskey, waiting to hear what Naruto might have to say.

 

“It must have been very hard for you, Itachi-kun. I wished you would've told Sasuke-teme sooner so both of you might not have to have suffered so much. In a way, I understand how you might be feeling throughout all this. If there's anything I can do to help, go ahead and ask.”

 

Itachi took a sideways glance at the blonde, wanting to know what he was saying was true of not, and only finding sincere and understanding within those beautiful cerulean eyes filled with wisdom and knowledge beyond his years, and a warm smile gracing on his plump strawberry coloured lips.

 

Itachi smirked, and leaned towards Naruto, noses almost touching, and lips barely 3 centimeters away.

 

“You understand me Naruto-kun…? You want to help me in ANY way…as long as I ask…?”

 

“Ummm… uhh… yes…?”

 

Naruto's P.O.V.

 

Naruto gulped, and felt himself blushing furiously.

 

“Ummm… uhh… yes…?”

 

`Oh my god. He's too close. If I move just a bit, I can kiss him…NO! That's NOT right! It will be VERY wrong… I just broke up with Sasuke…and now I want his brother? What's the matter with me?”

 

You probably just want to have some fun. Only kami-sama knows how long you've gone without bedding anyone, young one.

 

`Go back to sleep you damn fox!'

 

Hmmmm… this other Uchiha proves to be fairly interesting. His story, I highly believe, is true. But if I were you, kit, I wouldn't become TOO attached to him.

 

`Why not?'

 

There's something about him I can't put my claw on. It's not deadly, but if you do become too attached, you may be hurt more than with Sasuke.

 

`You think Sasuke's brother, Itachi, and me might have something between us? Get real Kyuubi. What would he see in me other than you and your power? I know I can't become too close with this man. You don't have to worry so much, Kyuubi.'

 

Alright kit. I'll trust you…but if anything happens, I take over.

 

“Whatever.”

 

Itachi's P.O.V.

 

Itachi was getting worried. He only meant to tease the blonde, get him all flustered up and make fun of him. That's all he had in mind. But after the blonde stuttered a response to him, he got all quiet and his eyes were hazy and distant.

 

Itachi didn't touch his companion, not knowing what to expect if he did, so he left him alone and started thinking to himself.

 

`I'm having fun. I'm really having fun. This is the most I've ever talked since…before I joined Akatsuki. I don't remember talking so much, or smiling this much, in a year and a half. -Sigh-. I know it has something to do with Naruto. He has this…aura about him that makes you want to smile and open up to him. It's…indescribable, but exhilarating. Heh. I've never felt this complicated or confused since father asked me which yukata he bought for mother looked uglier.'

 

Naruto startled Itachi out of his thoughts when out of nowhere the blonde just utter `Whatever'.

 

Normal P.O.V.

 

Itachi stared at Naruto hard. Curious as to what he said `whatever' for.

 

Naruto stared back at Itachi, blushing when he found out he said `Whatever' out loud, and he didn't know how to cover that up. If he told Itachi he was speaking to Kyuubi, Itachi may go all weird on him. But if he didn't, Itachi might think he was a weirdo or needs help.

 

`This is all your fault Kyuubi!!!'

 

“Umm… heh heh heh… there's a lot in my mind, and umm… it sorta just came out…and uh…I'm not crazy! So…umm…”

 

Naruto just heard laughing. When he turned to look at Itachi, the man was laughing his head off at Naruto. He was laughing so hard; he was clutching his stomach in agony of the hilariousness of it all.

 

“Hey hey hey!!! NOT funny! Quit laughing at me! You want me to kick your ass?!”

 

`Well. It's nice to see him laugh. He looks…more relaxed, younger even, when he laughs. I like it. I'll try all I can to make this happen again.'

 

Naruto laughed along with Itachi. Many of the patrons of the bar were staring at the two as if they had gone crazy. One pair of grey eyes in particular were among them.

 

`Well well well… WHAT have we here…? Perhaps some fun in this boring village at last…'

 

A/N: Sorry for the prolonged update…I swore I was going to update atLEAST once a week…but I'm going through slight writer's block…my internet is messed up…and I have CPTs…which really, all in all, SUCKS.

 

Thanks for the wonderful reviews once again!!! With your encouragement, I shall update as FAST as I can!!!

 

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