Naruto Shippuden Fan Fiction ❯ Lovers Can't Be Trusted ❯ Stigma ( Chapter 4 )

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

Itachi glared ahead with contempt as those cool calculating pale red eyes looked him up and down. If not for having just learned the identity of his elevator mate he would have thought the man extremely creepy. But now he just felt exposed while he was being interrogated. He cleared his throat, hoping it would grab Sasori's attention and stop his ogling.
"You look better in pictures" Sasori stated casually.
Itachi instantly grimaced. "I wasn't aware I would be in an interview today" he mentioned. How the hell was he supposed to know he would run into his future boss while taking Naruto to school today? These sorts of things only happened in novels or television shows.
"When you're a model, every day should be treated like an interview. You never know who you will run into on the streets" Sasori insisted. He approached Itachi, corning the Uchiha with discomfort. "I would like to see what work could be down with this canvasÉ" Sasori announced, lifting Itachi's chin up in his palm. He turned his head slowly, examining the male's face. "Such a stern face. You scowl a lot don't you? It ages youÉ"
Itachi growled lightly under breath, tempted to teach this guy a lesson.
"Undress" Sasori demanded.
"What?" Itachi looked around in confusion. They were trapped in an elevator but that didn't mean no one would be coming to their rescue. A brief disappointment hit him. The old Itachi would have eagerly stripped down and fucked this self-righteous prick in no time flat. But since dating Kisame he had been hesitant to picking up his old ways.
"Either you can undress now while I have the time and patience for you or you can go back to that sad town of yoursÉwithout my offer" he insisted.
Itachi huffed, pushing the other back and tugged at his shirt. "I bet this attitude of yours gets you plenty of ass" Itachi retorted bitterly. He sighed out heavily and pulled his shirt up above his head. Sasori kept his eyes on the tone built torso, admiring the curves of Itachi's form. He gazed lower as Itachi stepped out of his pants, clad only in a pair of tight fitting briefs. Sasori gave a smug snuff of breath as he placed his hands on Itachi's hips. He strummed his fingers along the bone there.
"Well?" Itachi questioned. "Am I to your liking?"
"Break up with him."
"Excuse me?"
"Your lover. Break up with him" Sasori demanded.
Itachi gritted his teeth and pulled away from Sasori instantly. "This is some fucking scam isn't it. I'm not interested in sleeping my way to the top asshole. When you are looking for models instead of sluts, let me know" Itachi grumbled, picking back up his clothes. He couldn't believe he almost fell for this. Sunagakure was full of shit heads.
Sasori grabbed Itachi by the wrist and pulled him back over. The Uchiha grunted out as Sasori pressed him clothes and slipped his hand back around his hips. "Don't flatter yourself Uchiha. If I wanted to fuck you I wouldn't bother asking if you had someone else first. But I won't have a model that comes to work covered in theseÉ" he directed, grazing his finger over a bright pink hickey along Itachi's lower right hip. "Lovers are possessive, they don't like they idea of you in this type of business. Your body no longer belongs to just them anymore."
Itachi stiffened and pouted. It was true Kisame was a bit apprehensive about him being in this line of work. He was worried he would revert back after all the attention. He didn't want to hurt Kisame again. It broke Kisame's heart to see him tear himself apart the first time. Another time would surely kill him. "He won't get in the wayÉI promise."
Sasori shook his head. "That won't doÉyou see I'm possessive too" Sasori, stepped forward, pressing Itachi against the wall of the elevator. He pried the Uchiha's legs apart with one of his own. "When you work with meÉyou belong only to me. Your body belongs to me. You do what I tell you, just like a good little puppet" Sasori grinned, moving Itachi's arm up above his head. "Do that and I'll make you a god Uchiha. Everyone will want you, praise you, adore youÉ"
Itachi turned his head lightly away from Sasori's. "But who will love me?"
Sasori frowned deeply. He twitched, ready to make another move but felt the sudden jerk of the elevator again. It itched up a few more inches before the doors went rolling back. Sasori spared no apology or explanation as suddenly a crowd of unsuspecting college freshman stared at them.
Itachi felt heat come to his cheeks as he noticed several familiar pairs looking on him. He pushed Sasori away quickly, grabbing his clothes and shoved his way through.
"Think it over Uchiha. You have until tomorrow or I'll give the offer to someone else" Sasori called out.
The older male gritted his teeth as he shuffled down the hall, hearing the violent stomping behind him.
"What the hell was that Itachi?!" Sasuke yelled from behind.
Naruto shuffled behind quickly with an equally worried face. "It's probably not what you think SasukeÉItachi wouldn't-"
"Would fuck around with other people? He's done it before!" Sasuke exclaimed. "Are you cheating on Kisame now? You don't see the guy for one day and you are already whoring it out again?" Sasuke complained.
"I'm not!" Itachi grumbled back, pushing his way into the bathroom to finish dressing. "It wasn't what it looked like" Itachi insisted.
Sasuke followed him right in. Naruto decided to stay outside. He had a feeling a brotherly lecture was soon to follow and it was uncomfortable enough being in their family matters.
"How many times have I heard that line before?" Sasuke declared. "You don't even know that guy!"
"I do, sort of!"
"And that makes it alright?"
"We weren't doing anything Sasuke. I was just having an interview" Itachi growled out as he pulled up his pants.
"An interview? Without your clothes on? What are you trying out for, a porno now?" Sasuke barked with laughter.
"That's the model recruiter. I swear I wasn't doing anything." Itachi glared back at the boy, hoping he would take his words for the truth. But that hard look in Sasuke's eyes, he had seen it before. Sasuke didn't trust him. In just one minute he had managed to break the bond that had taken years to rebuild. It wasn't easy having a previous record. "I'm not lying Sasuke. You have to believe meÉ"
Sasuke huffed, stepping back. "You make it hard Itachi." He rubbed the back of his neck and sighed tiredly. "Can we just go? My plane to Kiri leaves in a few hoursÉI won't say anything to Kisame because I hope there is nothing to say."
"There isn't" Itachi insisted. Sasuke nodded and stepped back out. Itachi breathed out deeply and brushed back his long hair. He couldn't break up with Kisame, especially for a job, could he? It wasn't like he was cheating and they could always get back together when he was famous. But was that what he really wanted?
"Is everything going to be alright?" Naruto asked.
"Yeah, yeah. You know Itachi. He lives on the wild side. Probably just trying to scare the shit out of us before we leave" Sasuke chuckled nervously.
Naruto nodded meekly. "I wish I could go with youÉ"
"I'll see you next month. We have a four day weekend. I'll see you as much as possible even if I go broke" Sasuke replied with a confident smirk. He ruffled Naruto's hair and kissed the boy. "So wait for meÉ"
"AlwaysÉ" Naruto whispered back. He wrapped his arms around Sasuke's neck tightly. Parting was so hard. He had never spent so much time away from Sasuke since they first met. "You better not find some other corky blonde you like more than me!"
"Not even possible" Sasuke chuckled. He pulled away reluctantly. "Haku would grill my ass if I even think about another guy. I need you to do the same with Itachi" Sasuke encouraged with a wink of the eye. Naruto nodded.
Naruto waved repeatedly as Sasuke finally got into Itachi's car and drove off. Well that was it. He was alone again. Jiraiya wasn't even around to tease him. The thought of starting back at square one was enough to make his stomach hurt. He headed back up the stairs, now having a new dislike for elevators. He smiled a bit when he saw Sai still trying to make small talk with Gaara. They would be interesting roommates to have.
"Are you all settled?"
Naruto jumped back as he heard the strange voice and faced the door. Instantly he was put on defense as he looked at the guy from the elevator. He wanted to ask what he was doing there but suddenly seeing Gaara nod his head he got the answer.
"Good. I'm leaving then. You can contact Temari or Kankuro if anything happens" Sasori retorted casually. He didn't spare a parting word before simply walking out of the room and hopefully out of their lives forever.
"Is that guy your father?" Naruto asked, trying to hide his distaste of the guy.
"Caretaker" Gaara said simply. Naruto eased up. That word being said like that. He suddenly knew exactly what Gaara meant. After all he had been the same way before he met Jiraiya. Gaara didn't live with his parents, if he had any. He wanted to question the teen more on it but reframed making the atmosphere any more uncomfortable than it already was.
Sai however was not so observant in picking up other's emotions. "By caretaker do you mean adoptive guardian or a nurturing familiar like a spouse or sibling? Or perhaps you mean as a government appointed official like a parole officer" Sai suggested.
Naruto did his best not to face palm at that moment. Gaara glared at Sai and sat down at one of the desk in the room. "Um, Sai it's not polite to ask things like that" Naruto explained. "Gaara would tell us what he meant if he really wanted us to know."
"But learning about one's roommates is an absolute necessity of making friends with one's roommate" he mentioned, waving his book up again.
Naruto graciously took the book, flipping through the awful piece of literature. "This is crap Sai. You don't need to read about this sort of thing" Naruto insisted.
"Then will you tell me? About your families?"
Naruto went quite for a moment. He had to admit he was curious about Gaara's situation. Perhaps if he told them about his own past Gaara would feel comfortable talking as well. Naruto nodded at least.
"Um well, I stay with a caretaker too. My parents died when I was a baby and I've been in foster homes one after another until I got taken in by Jiraiya. He's like a father to me now. But he couldn't take me to move in today. I'll introduce you guys when he comes up to visit some time" Naruto offered. Naruto looked to Gaara, hoping to see any amount of relief or comfort on the other's face. No such luck.
"I share your sympathies as well Naruto" Sai announced with his polite smile. "I too am without proper family ties. My elders look after me."
Naruto gave a short laugh. A room full of orphans. It was true birds of a feather flocked together. He grinned looking to Gaara only to have the cold gaze back on him. His smile quickly melted away. Gaara didn't seem to agree with anything he thought. He was dying to know the teen's story. If only he could get the guy to open up.
"So Gaara-" Naruto started off. But as soon as he spoke, Gaara rose out of his seat and walked out of the room. "What the hell?" Naruto huffed. "He can't always be this rude can he?"
Sai shrugged. "I don't think he likes us very much. We should try some friendship building exercises" Sai chuckled.
Naruto sighed and nodded. "FineÉwhat does your book suggest?"
Sai clapped happily. "Drinking and karaoke!"
To Be ContinuedÉ
A/N: Finally an update. Sorry again for the delay. I am studying abroad in China right now and won't be back until July. I currently have no internet connection and trying to set it up but I won't have constant access until next week so updates on all my fics will be slow. I'll keep writing though! Hope to hear from you guys soon.