24 Ways of Pleasure
A.N: I don't own Naruto or the Rosebud theater. Yaoi. I love Kiba and Itachi...due to a rare event they have been paired up! ^^
Summary: Itachi always watched Kiba from the side-lines. AU Kiba/Itachi
1: This Love
High school is a difficult time for most students, factor in being a genius of epic proportions coupled with a need to never speak to anyone and you could come within a hundred miles of how difficult it was for Uchiha Itachi. Itachi figured that being gay was also a strike against him, but what did he care what anyone thought of him. Well, that wasn't entirely true, Itachi cared what Inuzuka Kiba thought of him.
Itachi sighed as he sat down on the bleachers. He really did not understand why he still came here. It's not like Kiba was going to look up into the bleachers and notice him anyway. He drew his knees up to his chest and rested his chin on them. 'Kiba looks so good in his swim uniform.' Itachi thought. After an hour of his Kiba-watching, Itachi figured it was time to head home. It would not due to arrive home at the same time as his little brother Sasuke.
Itachi wondered when he was ever going to get up the nerve to speak with Kiba. 'Che. That would be the day...Kiba, I've been stalking you since you were in seventh grade and thought that we should date.' Itachi snorted in a very undignified manner. Itachi barely noticed that he had arrived home, when he plopped down on his bed.
Itachi laid back on his bed and flung an arm over his face. He allowed his mind to wander. His trigonometry homework could wait. What was he going to do? He realized that he was a senior and the end of the year was fast approaching and he would soon be in college, which meant that he would not get to see Kiba as much...if at all. Itachi sat bolt upright. This would not do. He made up his mind that he would talk to Sasuke as soon as he returned home. Itachi was sure that the embarrassment would be worth it in the end.
Itachi waited on pins and needles for his little brother to return home. The clock seemed to be mocking him. He had finished his homework and cleaned his room but the clock informed him that it would be at least another twenty minutes before Sasuke graced the house with his presence. Itachi was sure that some deity was mocking him.
A few minutes later, Itachi heard the door open and had to call upon all of his self-control not to run to the front door. Instead, he sauntered across the house in his usual manner.
"Sasuke...May I speak with you for a moment in private, please?" Itachi drawled, indicating for Sasuke to follow him.
Sasuke blinked at his brother's request, readjusting his bag to follow. "Uh...Sure, I guess."
Itachi led Sasuke to his room. Once Sasuke entered, he shut and locked the door. "Sit." He motioned to his bed and waited until Sasuke did so. "What I have to say is hard for me to admit to anyone, but I feel that I need you to hear me out. Okay, Sasuke?"
Sasuke looked at Itachi. What the hell did he want? What could he possibly need to tell him? Sasuke tilted his head to the side. "Okay, Itachi. Go ahead, shoot."
Itachi paced over to his desk and sat on the edge, avoiding Sasuke's eyes. "Sas...this is really hard for me to say. Especially to you, little brother." A blush stole across his cheeks.
Sasuke stared at his brother. Did he just...blush? How long has it been since Itachi referred to him as Sas? "Uh...Itachi? You know that I love you and all, right?" Itachi nodded, still refusing to meet his eyes. " But uh...we are related and I...don't think that I can feel that way about you. But I still love you!"
Itachi stared at Sasuke with his mouth wide open. "What the hell are you talking about?" How the hell had Sasuke reached that conclusion?
Sasuke stared at his brother, "So you weren't saying that you're in love with me?" Itachi shook his head. Sasuke put his hand on his chest and heaved a sigh of relief. "Good. I was scared, 'Tachi. So then, what did you need to tell me?"
Itachi's blush came back with a vengeance, "Well...you see...I kinda really like...um...Kiba. , so to speak." Itachi dropped his head to his chest.
Sasuke looked at him. "What? I didn't catch the last part."
"I said I was hoping, Sas, that you would help me court him."
"Court who?" Sasuke said, denying what he heard.
"Kiba, Sas, aren't you listening to me?"
"I am...I just don't get it. Why Inuzuka?"
"Why not? He's amazing-" Itachi started.
"He's dumb as a pile of rocks." Sasuke interjected.
"He's beautiful-"
"For a dog-face."
"He's confident-"
"He's arrogant!"
"Listen Itachi, you know he's my friend. So believe me when I say that he is the most arrogant, ugly, jackass I have had the displeasure of meeting next to Naruto and Neji." Sasuke crossed his arms.
"But...Sas, aren't you dating Neji?" Itachi asked innocently.
"Yeah but that is not the point. My evaluation still stands." Sasuke nodded.
"Okay, that's fine. But I'd still like your help, Sas."
"Listen, I can't really help all that much but I'll get you a blind date with him and from there you are on your own!" Sasuke dug out his cellphone.
Sasuke called up Kiba. He stared at Itachi as the phone rang. What the hell did his brother see in him? Sasuke found Kiba to be foul-mouthed, loud, and annoying. And that was something seeing as Naruto is his best friend.
"What?"
Sasuke sighed, "Inuzuka. It's me."
"Well, hello Me. It's been a long time since, I have spoken to you. How are you? How's the wife and kids?" Kiba intoned in false politeness.
"Listen here, you jackass! It's me, Sasuke."
"Well, you fuck-nugget, how was I supposed to know who the fuck you were? Fucking calling me like I'm supposed to be waiting for you to call. Well, fuck you very much, Princess."
"Kiba...I need to ask you something." Ignoring Kiba's tirade.
"Yeah, what?"
"Are you single?"
Kiba blinked at the phone, "Yeah...but man, let me tell you. You are not even close to my type. And aren't you dating Neji, anyway?"
"This is not for me, dog-face. Anyway, I need you to do me a favor. I need for you to be at the Rosebud on North this Saturday at noon."
"What's in it for me, Princess?"
"You will see when you show up, dog-face!"
"Yeah, yeah. Rosebud, Saturday, Noon. Anything else, Princess?"
"Yeah, remember to shower, dog-face!" Sasuke hung up before Kiba could comment.
He turned to his brother who was staring at him, "Oi, 'Tachi, you owe me your life."
Itachi flung himself around Sasuke, "If this works out, I'll give you so much more than that!"
Itachi watched his brother leave his room. He couldn't believe his luck. Not only had Sasuke not made fun of him, but he actually set him up on a date with his dream. This day was simply amazing. Itachi looked at the calendar. It was only Monday. What was he supposed to do with the rest of the week? Itachi frowned. This will be the longest week ever.
Itachi severely underestimated the powers of Father Time. Not only was it the slowest week ever, but the Goddess of Chaos must have had it out for him because everything that could go wrong did. Tuesday, he forgot his cello at home on the day of his major test and had to use a borrowed one. Wednesday, his cousin, Madara, showed up, unexpectedly, to stay with them cause his father had had enough of his 'ways'. Thursday, Itachi fell off of the pummel horse in gym class and landed on Rock Lee. So Maito Gai, the gym teacher, ran over as dramatically as possible, checked Lee for injuries, causing such a huge scene. Friday, Itachi's shirt got caught in his locker and ripped 4 inches off the bottom. Really, he might not have minded except that Sai called him out on it, telling him to get his own style in front of half the school. Itachi sighed in relief as he plopped down on his bed. He couldn't be happier that it was Friday.
Itachi spent half the night deciding what he wanted to wear. Once he had settled on something casual but nice, he reapplied his purple nail polish. Half-way through the first hand, his door flung open, Madara waltzed in and sat down on his floor. Deciding it was best to ignore him he continued on.
"So...'Tachi. I hear you've got yourself a hot date tomorrow." Madara's deep voice infiltrated Itachi's ears.
Itachi nodded, continuing to paint and inspect his work, "Yes, what of it?"
"I, also, hear that he is about two years below you."
Itachi nodded again, "Your point, if you please, Madara."
"I, also, hear that he doesn't know that you are stalking him."
Itachi's head snapped up and he stared at Madara, who was checking out Itachi's green nail polish. "You hear an awful lot for being here two days, Madara."
"That I do. So, are you nervous? I mean this is a blind date, right? What if he doesn't like you?"
Itachi's eyebrows drew together, "I-I wasn't until just now, thanks Madara."
"'Tachi. Seriously, I am only trying to help. I don't want to see you get hurt. If anything goes wrong, call me and I'll pick you up, okay?" Madara climbed to his feet and stared at Itachi.
Itachi nodded, going back to his nails. "Nothing could possibly go wrong, Madara." Madara gave his little cousin one last look and left the room.
Saturday morning was, for lack of a better phrase, a cluster-fuck. Sasuke was in the shower when Itachi needed to be in there. His mom had forgotten to get his Kashi cereal, so he was stuck eating Madara's Frosted Sugar crap. Once he got the shower, the water was all cold. His favorite shirt was still in the washing machine. And his hair refused to cooperate. Only after borrowing Madara's hairspray and gel did he get it into his customary ponytail. On his way out, he tripped on Sasuke's shoe and smacked his head on the door. Finally he made it out of the house and half-way there it began to rain. Itachi was so close to just calling it a day.
Once he finally made it to the Rosebud theater. He was fifteen minutes late, soaked to the bone and had a red mark on his forehead from the door. Worst of all, he couldn't spot Kiba anywhere. Walking in he grabbed a seat in the lobby, hoping that Kiba, too, was late. After waiting for ten minutes, he heard Kiba.
"Itachi?"
Itachi turned around to come face to stomach with Kiba. "Ye-yes?"
"Are you the one I'm supposed to be meeting here?"
Itachi nodded. Then he remembered his appearance and blushed in shame.
Kiba sat next to him. "Great! I was worried that Sasuke was setting me up with someone else."
"What?"
"Well...I kinda told Sasuke that I really wanted to get to know you...but no offense, your brother is the biggest jackass I have ever met!"
Itachi lowered his head, "I'm sorry. I...I know what I must look like to you right now."
Kiba tucked a wet strand of hair back and lifted Itachi's head, "Absolutely perfect."
Itachi smiled.
Kiba returned the smile, "So how about that movie."
A.N.: This was a difficult pairing to write. I love them both so much...but not really together. If you want this continued vote for it. I will be posting 24 one-shots and whichever are the most voted for will be continued!