Famous Last Words

Full Summary: One night changed everything. One night made Naruto realize he couldn't live without Itachi, no matter what. Itachi lets Naruto run away from him, while he abandons the Akatsuki. They leave together, but will it turn out to be a bad decision? They can only keep going and hope it won't. Birthday present for Tanuki-Mara!

Pairing: ItaNaru, Itachi and Naruto

Warnings: Hard yaoi lemons, language, possible death and violence, ect...

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. No copyright infringement intended.

Itachi and Naruto ran through the night for a while, afraid that if they stopped for even a minute, they would be spotted.

Itachi was sure this was a terrible idea, and he never should have let Naruto go through with it, but he couldn't help himself. Being with Naruto 24/7 was too good to pass up.

Even when Itachi could tell Naruto was getting tired of running, he never complained. He did slow down, though, his breathing labored after so much relentless sprinting in the middle of the night.

"Naruto, maybe we should stop for now…" Itachi suggested, slowing down to a stop. Naruto didn't reply at first, instead halted and bent over, resting his hands on his knees as he tried to catch his breath. "Naruto…" When Itachi came closer, he realized Naruto was crying. "Naruto, why are you crying?"

"W-we really d-did it!" Naruto cried, smiling widely through his tears, so Itachi knew it was okay. He didn't blame Naruto was getting a bit emotional, after all, he had just left his entire life behind for one person.

Oh, did Itachi feel like an ass.

Naruto laughed, though it came out as more of a choking cough.

"S-sorry…" He apologized breathlessly, running his hand through his matted, tousled hair once before letting it fall limply to his side, as if in a sign of defeat. "I guess I just…I-I just…"

"Naruto, if you're having doubts or anything, I'll take you home," Itachi assured him quietly, half of him hoping Naruto would refuse, and the other half hoping he would agree and return to his apartment in Konoha. He didn't know which half was stronger.

"I don't want to go home," Naruto sniffed, straightening up and trying his best to dry his eyes. "I can't go back now."

"But Naruto, if this isn't what you want, I won't let you do it."

"It's what I want," Naruto argued, turning his head away, so Itachi couldn't see his face in the darkness of the night. Itachi was about so say something, but Naruto cut him off. "I don't want you telling me how terrible you feel because you took me away from my life." Itachi sealed his lips in a tight line; that's exactly what he was going to say. "Because I have no life if you're not in it. Think of it as getting a new life, brushing off some old stuff, getting new stuff."

"Naruto--"

"No, I'm not done." Naruto took a deep breath and faced Itachi, his expression serious, but thoughtful. He raised his hand and caressed Itachi's cheek, having to stand on his tiptoes to reach. "I appreciate that you are so concerned for me, but I'm not a kid. I can take care of myself." Itachi covered Naruto's hand on his cheek, wondering why his vision suddenly got blurry.

"But I don't want you to," Itachi barely muttered. "I want to take care of you." Naruto smiled his usual goofy, crooked smile, trying to get a rise out of Itachi, but this one time, it didn't work.

"We should keep going," Naruto briskly changed the subject, prying his hand from Itachi's and starting to walk farther into the unknown forest.

"It's too late, let's just stop for the night," Itachi said hopefully, not sure if he could keep going, after the few, but impacting, words they just shared. He was afraid he would throw Naruto over his shoulder and run back, and never come back again.

"But…"

"Come on. We can't even see."

"…okay." Naruto followed Itachi to a corner in an open field, a little cautious that they were sleeping in such an exposed area. But Itachi didn't seem to mind, because he removed his pack from his shoulders and took out their sleeping bags. They had already argued about who carried them, and Itachi insisted he did, though Naruto protested that he was perfectly capable of carrying his own things.

They hadn't even been out two days yet, and they were already fighting more than normal.

This wasn't turning out to be such a good idea.

As the sun faded even more over the hills, the wind picked up, and it got much colder. They pushed against each other, huddling to keep warm, wide awake. Itachi couldn't even think about sleeping, and Naruto's mind seemed to be somewhere else, far away. Itachi could feel Naruto's heartbeat against his chest, and it was thumping wildly. He felt like he should be even more guilty, for taking away Naruto's life so easily. Like he should wait until Naruto was asleep and then immediately take him back to his home and never come back. Spare him the stress that came with loving a criminal from the feared Akatsuki.

But another part of him, the bigger, more dominant part, needed Naruto, and that mattered more than Naruto's safety.

He couldn't imagine that part of him taking over. That would be the worst thing that could happen.

He remained wide awake as Naruto slowly drifted off to sleep, clinging helplessly to Itachi. He was scared, and Itachi could feel that radiating off of him. He wanted to force Naruto back to Konoha, even if he protested, but he couldn't bring himself to do that.

Even if that made him a terrible person, he just couldn't do it.

And that definitely made him a terrible person…

The next morning, Itachi woke before the sun was even up, and made sure Naruto was still sleeping; restlessly, but yes, still asleep. His eyes were squeezed shut, his fists tightened in Itachi's shirt.

Itachi uncomfortably tried to kick off his side of the blankets, wondering if today was going to be sweltering hot, because the heat surging through him was impossible to ignore.

Oh…fuck. Morning erection.

He needed to get rid of it, but he didn't want to wake Naruto. He managed to pick himself out of Naruto's tight grasp and begin to sneak away, but he was caught.

"Itachi…" Naruto sat up groggily and rubbed his eyes, yawning lightly as he stared at Itachi's back. "Where are you going?"

Itachi looked down at the growing bulge in his pants.

"I have to piss."

"No you don't." Naruto grabbed Itachi's cloak and turned him around, rising to his knees and immediately starting to undo Itachi's pants.

"Naruto, don't!" Itachi protested, putting his hands on Naruto's mussed, golden head, pushing him away. "You just woke up, you don't have to do this."

"It's alright," Naruto assured him, licking his lips as Itachi's erection was freed. He was trying to prove that he didn't regret leaving, Itachi could see that clearly. That was one of Naruto's few weaknesses; he was very easy to read.

"Naruto, I mean it," Itachi said sternly as Naruto gripped his cock with both hands. "Sto--ahh!" Itachi's sentence was cut off by a moan as Naruto licked a searing trail all along Itachi's length. "N-Naruto…!" His limbs melted as Naruto took the blunt head of his cock into his mouth, sucking powerfully, his tongue darting out to trace the leaking slit. Itachi tangled his fingers in Naruto's hair, yanking at it, not sure if he was trying to shove Naruto away, or get him to come closer.

Naruto stroked the base of Itachi's length, the part he couldn't reach with his mouth.

Itachi soon lost himself as Naruto's sucks became faster, harder, desperate. Itachi started bucking up into Naruto's mouth, trying to jerk to his climax, and Naruto gagged a bit, but kept going.

Itachi knew Naruto disliked the taste of semen, but he didn't get a chance to pull away before he came, hard, down Naruto's throat.

He coughed a bit, and when Itachi's flaccid length fell from his lips, he wouldn't swallow. Itachi sighed in sympathy and brought Naruto to his feet, opening his mouth at Naruto's, silently telling him to share.

Naruto hesitated suspiciously, but he really wasn't in the mood to taste bitter cum, so he spit the seed into Itachi's own mouth. After Itachi reluctantly gulped it down, they kissed, gently and quickly.

"Thanks," Naruto said, wiping away a trail of cum from Itachi's bottom lip. The whole thing had just been plain uncomfortable.

"…did you…sleep well?" Naruto thought about it for a minute.

"I guess so."

"You guess so, what's that supposed to mean?"

"I don't know, I just kept waking up."

"Really? Why?"

"…it's not important."

"Naruto. Come on."

"Really, it's fine, I don't know, just a couple nightmares…"

"Nightmares?" Itachi raised his eyebrows at Naruto, his cheeks pink, shuffling his feet. He strode towards him and put his arm around the blonde's shoulder. "What about?"

"I told you, it's not important."

"Naruto, I swear to God--"

"Of you, alright?!" Naruto shrugged off Itachi's arm and turned his back, his head down. "I dreamt that…last night…w-when I was sleeping…you just left, okay!? I had a damn nightmare, you can laugh at me now!" Itachi was dumbstruck. He had expected Naruto to have a nightmare about Konoha, about his friends not accepting him back. Missing his home.

But instead…

Itachi enveloped Naruto into his arms before he could resist, hugging him to his chest like it was the last thing he would ever do. Naruto clung to him, crying softly, embarrassed to be crying in front of Itachi. During his nightmare, for a brief moment, Naruto feared that Itachi would sneak off in the middle of the night, chickening out at the last minute and returning to the Akatsuki, begging to be let back in. Even if he loved Naruto, he'd regret leaving his home with an enemy.

But Naruto immediately felt guilty for even thinking that. Itachi wasn't a coward, and as soon as he had ran with Naruto away from Konoha, he had committed himself to it. Things would be difficult and dangerous, but Itachi would never abandon him.

Naruto cried himself out in Itachi's arms, willing himself to be stronger. If he was going to do this, he would have to be strong. For himself, and for Itachi.

Itachi held him, knowing that what he wanted to say would do no good. He wanted to remind Naruto that if he was unsure about this, he could go home at any time. But he had already said it too much, and he knew Naruto didn't want to hear it anymore. If he was acting like this, if he was suddenly becoming so teary and emotional, maybe this wasn't the best idea.

There was no turning back now.

How many times had he said that, too?

Finally, Naruto pulled away and wiped his eyes, refusing to meet Itachi's eyes. Naruto was strong, Itachi had seen it himself. He had proved to everyone he was worth of praise.

And this time, he would have to prove it to himself.

A/N: Well. Here I am. Sorry for the pathetically short chapter...but it's pretty much a filler. Some interesting stuff happens soon, I promise.
I've figured out the plot for this, so hopefully you can expect faster updates...maybe. XD
Please review! I haven't gotten many reviews.....

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