Disclaimer: Naruto is not mine...no matter how many times I wish that he exists in real life.
Warnings: Swearing. Minor yaoi.
When Itachi introduced his best friend to Sasuke, there were no words to describe how awkward things were. Firstly, Itachi's best friend was a blonde. Not that Sasuke had anything against blondes, but this one was the same blonde that had fucked him the night before. Who would have thought that he was one of Itachi's close friends? Secondly, Itachi was smirking. Now, when the bastard he called as a brother smirked, it had never meant anything good. It had always ended up in humiliation and embarrassment for Sasuke, hence, the nickname bastard.
Sasuke had never hated Itachi more than now for Itachi had the guts to leave both of them alone in their living room while he made some tea. Get to know each other, he had said. Sasuke could just walk upstairs and lock himself in his room, but the fact that his brother squeezed his shoulder before he left could only mean one thing: go upstairs and you'll face hell tomorrow morning. And trust me; Uchiha Sasuke had personally experienced what Itachi could do when Sasuke was being a rebel. Let's just say that it was the definition of hell.
"Um…" he snapped from thinking of ways to silently murder Itachi during his sleep when Naruto started to speak. He raised an eyebrow, silently encouraging the blonde to continue. "Wow," Naruto chuckled nervously, the kind of attitude that wasn't there when he seduced Sasuke last night. "I've got no idea, I mean, heck, the resemblance was there, but…I just – fuck, Itachi's going to kill me." Naruto groaned, rubbing a hand tiredly on his face. Had he known the guy he had an eye on for a while now was Itachi's younger brother, he wouldn't even dare to initiate anything, let alone fucking him senselessly.
Itachi was usually a calm and collected guy, but when it came to his little brother, he would do anything in his power to protect him and that included threatening the boys in an elementary school that made fun of Sasuke's duck butt hair. It wasn't like Naruto had met this little brother of Itachi that he seemed so proud of, but listening to embarrassing stories about him amused him to no ends. Damn it Itachi, how should I know that Sasuke is your beloved brother? Yeah, sure, he looked a lot like you, but it's not like I'm going to realize it at once! Besides, Sasuke is hot. How could one think straight after seeing that ass?
Naruto took this chance to observe Sasuke. He was relaxing against the sofa, his endless obsidian eyes had never once looked away from Naruto's blue eyes. His raven haired was sticking in all directions, and Naruto couldn't help but to agree to those boys; Sasuke's hair did look like a duck's butt, but somehow, Naruto was still drawn to him. Even if Sasuke acted like a bastard every time they met, Sasuke still had this one other side that he sure no one knew – the soft, sweet and cute side that he only showed to Naruto last night. Ha, take that Itachi!...Wait…Itachi? Itachi! He gasped as a sudden realization dawned on him. "That's why he brought me here – no, no, no, that's why he forced me to go here. He's currently planning on what to do to me. Aw shit, what have I done? Itachi is so going to fucking kill me for fucking his little brother and – "
"Hn." Sasuke simply said, yet that one sentence of indifference managed to stop Naruto from rambling. "You regretted it?" Sasuke asked nonchalantly. On the inside though, he was panicking. Itachi knew. The smirk, the knowing look he gave to both of them just now and the fact that he was currently making tea in the kitchen instead of getting out his knives collection and sharpened them could only mean one thing – hell is about to break loose. Uh huh…things didn't look quite good for them.
"What?" Naruto stared in disbelief at Sasuke. "Regretted it? Whoa slow down there, teme. You were amazing, okay? The way your sexy face flushed when I whispered dirty things to you, the way you were writhing underneath me, begging me, pleading me, the whimpers you let out, the way you screamed my name when you cli – "
"Shut. Up." Sasuke hissed, though his pale face turned into a light pink, no doubt remembering the hot, steamy sex they had the night before. "I didn't want to know that."
Naruto blinked for a few times, watching in fascination how Sasuke's face turned even redder the longer he stared at him. He grinned as he stood up from his seat and with a glint of mischievous look in his eyes he marched towards Sasuke. Without a warning, he pushed Sasuke further into the couch in a lying situation, causing the latter to yelp in surprise. Naruto then straddled Sasuke, taking both of his hands and pinned them above his head.
"What the hell! Dobe! Let me go!" Sasuke frowned, struggling against his hold but of no use, considering how Naruto used his whole weight to stop Sasuke from moving.
"Ne, teme…" Naruto's voice dropped a few octaves to a low, seductive and husky tone. "You look so damn fuckable right now, you know." Naruto replied, leaning forward to trace his tongue along Sasuke's jaw to the joint where the neck and shoulder met. Sasuke shuddered when Naruto began to lick and nibble on his throat, unconsciously letting out a moan when Naruto scraped his teeth on the pulse. The pleasure caused Sasuke to buck his hips, causing their hardening erections to rub against each other. He wanted more. He wanted more of Naruto, more of his touch. He wanted to feel Naruto's warm lips against his skin, to feel him inside of him once again. He wanted last night to happen again. "M-More. Naruto, more." He demanded, the urgency in his tone caused Naruto to unbuckle Sasuke's belt as quickly as possible and sneaked his hand underneath the jeans, palming the erection almost immediately.
"S'uke, fuck, I – "
"When I said get to know each other, I didn't mean getting my foolish little brother off, Naruto-kun."
Sasuke and Naruto looked at each other for a second, frozen on the spot – with Naruto's hands still on Sasuke's now softening cock – and their faces were filled with indescribable fear before they were at the opposite ends of the room in a speed of lightning. Sasuke quickly fasten his zip all the while muttering colourful curse words.
"I-I-Itachi!" Naruto squeaked. There Itachi was, at the doorway, with a tray of 3 cups in his hand. He watched as Itachi walked to the living room casually as if he hadn't just witnessed his best friend feeling up his little brother. "It wasn't like t-that! I was…uh…I was – eh…"
"So your hands weren't on Sasuke's cock?" Itachi asked while putting cups of tea on the wooden table. "And Sasuke wasn't moaning like a bitch in heat?"
"Fuck you, Itachi!" Sasuke glared at Itachi for that blunt statement, leaning against the nearest wall to calm down his erratic heartbeats and the mess he was in.
Itachi raised an eyebrow in return before calmly said, "I believe Naruto-kun had already done that. Take a seat, both of you." It wasn't a 'you-may-or-may-not-sit' kind of request, it was strictly a demand. Gulping, Naruto walked over to Sasuke and dragged him to sit in front of Itachi. There was no way Naruto was gonna face this alone. If he was going down, then Sasuke was going down too. "So tell me," Itachi murmured, pausing as he took a sip from his cup. "How did you two meet?" it was a simple question, yet both Naruto and Sasuke found it hard to answer. Plus, the fact that Itachi had this creepy smile and a seemingly dark aura around him didn't make things any better.
Once again, Naruto and Sasuke exchanged a look. Sasuke 'hn-ed' then crossed his arms across his chest and looked away. Naruto sighed, knowing that he had to be the one to tell Itachi. "Well…"