Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ The Prodigy ❯ When Loneliness Destroys The Heart ( Chapter 24 )

The Prodigy

Chapter 24

When Loneliness Destroys The Heart

 

 

Sasuke had walked back to Konoha on foot in the pouring rain. His heart heavy, feet dragging as he tore himself up with every step he took. He couldn't get yesterday out of his head and all the events that had played out. His right eye was now black and blue from the well-placed hits of Itachi's fist, his nose feeling really swollen, a little on the tender side.

 

He had found a cave in the surrounding forest and spent the night there, to figure out exactly what he was going to do. He knew he couldn't go home because his parents would start asking questions and then he would have to lie to them about everything. He just didn't want to have to put himself in that kind of situation.

 

Now, here he was almost to the gate of the village he lived in and he still had no clue what he was going to do. He came to a stop when he reached the large opening of the gate and stared at the silent town. It looked like everyone had stayed in for the day because of the downpour. He guessed that was a good thing. At least there would be less of a chance on him running into anyone who knew he was supposed to be somewhere else.

 

If word got back to his parents that he was back in town all hell would break loose and Itachi would most likely hate him for life… if he already didn't. Sasuke decided the only thing to do was to find Kiba. He was the only one of his close friends that he knew lived alone and he could count on to be there for him. Shikamaru was his other choice, but the boy's mother would instantly gone to Sasuke's mother to tell her, he was in town so it was best to avoid that situation.

 

He stayed in the shadows as he quickly made his way through the streets to the dorm house in the back corner. He glanced around the area as he wiped the water off his face, his black strands sticking firmly to his forehead in the process. The coast was clear so he quickly made his way to the front of the building and inside, before anyone recognized it to be him.

 

He went down the hall to the last room on the left and knocked loudly. There was sound of Akamaru's barking on the other side of the thick wood. Sounds of a struggle were heard and then a loud curse came much closer then the pervious sounds. Sasuke's brow furrowed as his eyes narrowed. What the hell was going on in there? It almost sounded like a full-scale war had just broken out inside Kiba's apartment. The door was suddenly swung open and Sasuke was greeted with the sight of a half-naked Kiba. He couldn't stop his eyes from taking in the stunning sight.

 

Kiba was lean and muscular. His arms were rounded, shoulders broad, and stomach flat with what looked to be light indentations of a healthy six-pack. Sasuke flushed as his eyes snapped back up to his friend's glaring face. He sucked in his bottom lip trying to calm his rapidly beating heart. Was he just admiring, Kiba? The one man he had never had any kind of interest in whatsoever? The man that slept next to a dog every night and liked to play fetch? There was no way!

 

“Wow, what happened to you? You look like one wet, abused, lost, kitten.” Kiba said teasingly.

 

“Don't call me that!” Sasuke hissed as pain washed over his body.

 

He then looked down at his feet as he mumbled a sorry. He shouldn't be taking it out on Kiba. The man had no idea what was going on and Sasuke had no right to snap at him for calling him the pet name that Itachi had use more then once in their sexual encounters. He glanced back up at Kiba as the man just stared at him in shock and confusion.

 

“Okay Pretty get you ass in here and let's get you dried off.”

 

“Kiba, you're walking a thin line.” Sasuke snapped as he followed the taller boy inside.

 

“Would you rather I call you Sasu-Uke.” Kiba responded throwing a smile over his shoulder.

 

“I hate you.” Sasuke muttered as he glared at the boy.

 

Shikamaru and Kiba had both found it extremely entertaining to exploit the fact that Sasuke was more feminine then all them. Therefore, they had taken great measures to come up with nicknames just to crawl under his skin, which worked every time.

 

Kiba threw him a towel and he started to dry his hair as the dog boy left the room only to reappear a few minutes later with a t-shirt and sweat pants. Sasuke took them gratefully and proceeded to change right there in the middle of the living room, handing Kiba his wet clothes.

 

“This place looks like a bomb hit it. Don't you know how to clean Kiba?”

 

“Na, my sister comes over once a week to do it for me.”

 

“God, aren't you special.”

 

“Not really. I suffer greatly for it, but I deal. I'd rather be forced to go shopping with her then clean.” Came the nonchalant reply.

 

Sasuke snorted as he made his way around the mess to the couch. He literally fell onto it and gave a loud sigh, as he stared at the ceiling. He was so glad to be able to kick back and just relax.

 

He could feel Kiba sit down next to his legs on the cushion and he knew what was coming next. He just didn't know if he could talk about. Moreover, he didn't even want to get into the aspect of how Kiba would respond to him fucking his own brother. He cringed mentally at that thought.

 

“Weren't you suppose to be spending the summer with Itachi?” Therefore, it starts.

 

“Yeah.” He muttered as his eyes slipped closed trying to push the hurt down.

 

“Well, what happened to bring you all the way back here to my house and not your own home?”

 

Sasuke rolled over on to his side and let his eyes slide open. He was greeted with the sight of Akamaru. He reached out and ran a hand affectionately through the dogs' soft fur. Akamaru whined in sympathy as if he could pick up on how Sasuke was feeling.

 

“Itachi and I had a sever fight.”

 

“You don't look like it was a fight. You look like you're fucking hearts broken.” Damn, Kiba for being so perceptive.

 

“I am.” Sasuke whispered and if Kiba didn't have such sensitive hearing, he probably would have missed the statement.

 

Instead, his eyes widened slightly as he stared down at his long time friend. He knew that Sasuke and Itachi had always been close. They fought all the time and Sasuke would run to Shikamaru and Kiba to vent, but this was different. Kiba actually had a sneaking suspicious that…

 

“You fucked your brother.” He stated without thinking. Sasuke was near panic when they looked at each other. He had sat up quickly and moved all the way across the couch, bringing his knees to his chest. He opened his mouth to deny it, but Kiba spoke first. “Calm down. I've known for a while that you've had a thing for Itachi. Hell, who couldn't, the man is sex recreated. I would be lying if I said he hadn't been in a couple of my wet dreams.”

 

“How did you know?” Sasuke breathed out as he clenched his knees tighter to his aching chest.

 

“Your eyes followed his every move whenever he was around. You would some times even miss people talking to you as you watched him. You became inaccessible. The only thing that seem to matter to you was your niisan.” Kiba answered with a shrug and leaned back into the couch putting his arms behind his head. “Also your scent seemed to change. I could smell the arousal and sweat rolling off your skin. Especially, if Itachi casually touched you to show you a technique or just a brotherly pat. You had it so bad for him I felt sorry for you. I never would have imagined that Itachi had the same kind of feelings for you.”

 

“Did you know my brother is running a bondage club under the basement of his restaurant?”

 

That perked Kiba's attention and Sasuke wondered why he even mentioned it in the first place. He found though that he had to explain him and Itachi's relationship to his friend. He had to establish that he was nothing more then a pet to Itachi and his brother would move on to the next one without another thought.

 

“A what?”

 

“A bondage club.”

 

“Are you serious?” Sasuke flashed Kiba a look that clearly said `don't be stupid'. “Who would have thought. Itachi always seemed like the good Uchiha boy. Always doing as everyone told him too and the clan's pride and joy. Who would have thought he was doing something so… kinky.” Kiba finished with a goofy smile on his face, fangs visible in his mouth.

 

Sasuke leaned forward and hit the man with a fist on the arm playfully, but that didn't stop the surge of jealous that washed over his body at the boy's tone and facial expression. He didn't care if Kiba was his best friend or not, he would kill him before he ever laid a finger on his niisan.

 

Sasuke stopped short at that thought. What the hell had just come over him? He had never been that insanely jealous that he thought of actually killing somebody including his friend. His face paled visibly as he felt a wave of nausea rush over him and settle in his stomach. Was this how Itachi felt when he saw him with Aya? Was this why Itachi snapped and had lost all control of his emotions?

 

The man had never been good at controlling them in the first place. Sasuke was the one that had always been able to rein in his anger, sadness, loneliness, and frustration where Itachi just shut them off until he snapped, which was always rare. That had to be the reason his niisan had acted the way he had.

 

“Hey Sasuke are you okay, you don't look so good.” Kiba asked concerned as he leaned forward putting a comforting hand on his shoulder.

“I think I'm going to be sick.” As soon as those words left his mouth, he doubled over and leaned to the edge of couch while he dry heaved excessively.

 

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Itachi woke up the following Monday hung over. He had gotten so drunk Sunday night at the club, that he couldn't even drive himself home. Genma dropped him off and stated that he had better be up in the morning and ready for work. That pissed him off to no extend. He vaguely remembered telling the man to fuck off before slamming the door in his face.

 

He knew this was Genma's way of telling him that it served him right to get so plastered, but he couldn't bring himself to care, because for once he was able to sleep the night through without tossing and turning the whole time. Waking up several times to reach for the body that was no longer there.

 

He forced himself out of the bed and went to the bathroom. He started the shower and climbed in. The hot water felt good, helping settle his stomach a little. He placed his hands on the wall in front of him and let the water cascade over his face. His mind was blank, but he still didn't feel right. He felt like he was missing something.

 

After Neji and Gaara had left the night of Sasuke's departure he had went to sleep, but had found himself waking up over again. The rest of the week was much the same way. He didn't do anything but lay around the house, sleeping restlessly and watching the crap that had been playing on the TV.

 

By Friday, he had got fed up with it and went in to manage the restaurant. Genma had been surprised to see him there, but one hard look from him had the man keeping his mouth shut and not asking any unnecessary questions.

 

He locked himself in his office all day long, taking care of all the paperwork and loosing himself in it. He didn't want to deal with anyone or answer to nobody. He thought if he took care of the restaurant that the feeling of emptiness would go away, but with each passing hour, it only seemed to grow.

 

The nights at his club weren't any better. Hayate, Genma, Iruka, and Kakashi had all made their entrance performances. The crowd soaked it up, everyone getting into it expect Itachi. He couldn't seem to focus on anything. Even though it was hot and yeah any other time he probably would have been buried ball deep in Neji's ass, but he just didn't feel like it.

 

Speaking of Neji, they had talked. Neji had humbly admitted that he had pushed to far and he apologized for pressing into Itachi's personal life. Itachi would have, any other time, taken his pet into the backrooms and taught the boy a lesson, but he had no motivation to do so. He just nodded absently, latched the leather leash onto Neji's collar and hauled the boy into the club after him.

 

This is how his whole weekend turned out. Until Sunday came and he got fed up with everything. He decided the only way to get away from the annoying ache of loneliness was to numb it out, with a fifth of whisky later he was deliciously numb and drunk off his ass.

 

He let his head fall to the surface of the wall in between his hands resting there and stared at his wet feet. How did all this get so complicated? When did he start feeling so much emotion? He was always able to turn them on and off like a light switch, but this time his heart just wouldn't listen to him at all. He was really starting to contemplate tracking Sasuke down just to beat the shit out of him for making him feel this way.

 

It was all the bastard's fault. Itachi just knew that the reason his heart was hurting so much was because of the annoying little shit. No matter how much he told himself that he didn't fucking care about his newest pet, his body ignored him and continued to ache with the feeling of longing.

 

Itachi clutched his fist and then punched the wall really hard to the point of making his hand throb unbearably. He didn't care though, because as long as his hand hurt he was distracted from the one in his heart.

 

He finished his shower and got ready for work. He was just slipping his shoes on when the doorbell went off. He walked over and opened it. Genma stood there with a lazy smile and a cup of coffee in each hand. Itachi glared at him and took the container offered.

 

“You look like hell this morning.” Itachi ignored the comment, knowing Genma was just trying to get a rise out of him. “Well, let's go.”

 

“We still have an hour before we need to open.” Itachi stated flatly, as he glanced at his watch.

 

“Wow, you're right. Now get your ass in the car Uchiha.” Genma ordered then turned and walked out of the house.

 

Itachi stared after him slightly surprised that the man had actually told him what to do. What the fuck was wrong with everyone around him lately? In addition, why did he have a feeling that everyone was out to get him? He scoffed and grabbed his suit coat as he did as the man ordered.

 

He locked the door, making his way to the passenger side of Genma's red Ferrari. He slid in and glared at the man. Genma ignored it like always and started off toward the restaurant. A wave of nausea hit Itachi again and he had to push the button to get some fresh air blowing through the car in order to steady his stomach. He spit the extra saliva in his mouth out of the car, then leaning his head back so that he could try to relax. He wasn't that lucky and Itachi decided that he hated Genma with every fiber of his being.

 

“What happened between Sasuke and you?”

 

“None of your fucking business.” Itachi spat as he turned Sharingan eyes on the man.

 

“Don't act all bad ass with me Itachi. I'm one of the few people that you are all talk to and no bite.” Genma ordered flashing a look that clearly stated to not start.

 

Itachi snorted, but turned back and stared out his window. Genma let the boy have his time. Itachi wondered how much of the situation that he wanted to reveal, if any. He should have known Genma would have cornered him sooner and later to make him talk. The man was always like that.

 

“I caught Sasuke kissing another guy.” He said it softly almost not wanting to force the words past his lips because it brought an over-whelming sense of emptiness again.

 

Genma was quiet for a long time pondering just how to respond to that. If he wasn't carefully with the way, he approached this situation he would be regretting it dearly. He never got the chance though because Itachi continued.

 

“We went out to lunch with our parent's earlier that day. I had planned for a training day for Sasuke if you know what I mean. Well, I think I pushed him too hard when I tortured him in front of our parents during lunch. I knew he would retaliate against me. I just didn't think he was stupid enough to play that card.”

 

“So you snapped.” Genma responded.

 

“Yeah.” Itachi whispered as he replayed the events in his head of that day.

 

“Do you regret it?”

 

Itachi refused to answer that. He was not going to tell the man that he did. That was none of Genma's concern, but Itachi did regret it. Not all of it, but most of it. He wished he hadn't raped his brother. He never wanted Sasuke to fear him, which he wouldn't blame his baby brother if he did. He didn't feel bad for what he said though. He was really anger that he was not good enough for Sasuke. Did he not satisfy all the boy's needs? Did he not give Sasuke all he demanded and more?

 

He cursed under his breath as the pain came filtering back. He hated Genma for even bring up this subject. Itachi had avoided this issue like the plague for the soul purpose of not jumping in his car to go track down his bastard of a brother and showing him just how much he did care for the little shit.

 

“You need to talk to him Itachi.” Genma's voice broke him from his thoughts. “Everyone can tell that something is wrong. We're all worried about both you. We've never seen you like this.”

 

“You know nothing.” Itachi hissed.

 

Genma took that as his first warning and slipped into silence again. He knew that Itachi was on the borderline of violence. The only time the man got like this was when he was on a one-way street to a mental breakdown. The last time, and only time, Genma had seen him like this was when Shisui had past away.

 

Those two had been inseparable. They were always together in and outside of the club. Genma had known that Shisui had been Itachi's first love, even though the boy would never admit to such a feeling, but it had been painfully obvious and the affect that his cousin's death had on him was devastating. The way Itachi was acting now was the same way he had then, one would have thought that Sasuke was dead too. All Genma knew was this wasn't looking good for any of them, especially Itachi and Sasuke. If Itachi actually lost it who knew what he do.

 

 

 

TBC…