The final bell rang and Naruto nearly fell out of his seat; he hadn't been paying attention because thoughts of ebony hair sprawled across a pillow, harsh panting playing like the sweetest symphony against his ear. It was History; a class he was already failing, who cared if he day dreamed? Apparently the teacher did for she shot him a look as he ran past her out the door.
He ran down the steps and stopped short. There stood none other than Itachi Uchiha, looking hot as ever in pressed dark blue jeans, a fitted blood red shirt and a worm leather jacket that hung about his strong shoulders. His shoulder length black hair was tied back in its habitual ponytail. His skin was pale, but not unhealthy.
He made up for his slight frame with his larger than life presence, his disguised strength, and so good it knocked great out of the sky looks. Whenever Itachi was around, everyone's eyes were drawn helpless towards him. Naruto saw that many girls, most of whom he was amused to see were in Sasuke's fanclub, and even some of the guys were eyeing the Uchiha with blatant interest. Naruto would have laughed but he was no different and his eyes zeroed in on the effortlessly cool Itachi. Then again, Naruto would have to reconsider. Unlike most people, when his eyes locked with red ones, his brain was immediately swamped with memories.
Warm puffs of air aginst his check, a pale form above him, his every nerve on a sensory overload, pure ecstasy. Wet and flexible tongues battling for dominance, though Naruto happily surrendered in hopes of Itachi using that talented tongue to bring them both to new heights.
"God, Naruto, you're so…tight."
Naruto just squeezed his eyes shut, a tear sliding down. He felt a tongue lick at the tear and opened his eyes. Dark eyes, no longer a fierce red, but somehow more breathtaking, were roaming over his undulating body.
"Itachi…." Naruto's head fell back and he screamed as Itachi hit his prostrate on his first try.
"Nii-san? Is that you?"
Naruto was suddenly released from their intense eye staring contest when Itachi turned his head to favor his younger brother with a smirk.
"In the flesh." Itachi was not oblivious to the slight shiver Naruto and Sasuke both suppressed. "Come give your brother a hug, eh?" He opened his arms, mockingly, in welcome.
Sasuke shrugged and slowly relaxing against him as Itachi's arms draped around him. Naruto observed them, noting with interest and not jealously that Itachi's eyes were on fire, smoldering if Naruto wanted to be poetic, ever so slightly as they rested on the younger Uchiha.
Most would tell you that Naruto didn't know very many things, which was true enough. But the things he did know were what many people puzzled over and wondered about. People fantasized about what it would be like to be intimate with an Uchiha, especially Itachi. Both of them Naruto had had the guilty pleasure of experiencing the exotic and untouchable Uchihas. For Naruto, that one time with Itachi Uchiha had been the best sex he'd ever had. He couldn't even describe how utterly incredible it had been. Not to say he didn't like fooling around with the younger, caustic Uchiha, but they hadn't had sex. Yet. Naruto had been hoping that tonight they'd finally do it, but now that Itachi was home, Naruto didn't think it would happen; he knew Sasuke had a huge brother complex and would want to spend as much time as possible trying to gain the attention of his idol.
They speculated whether the aloof Itachi had a heart, and this Naruto knew as well. Naruto knew that Itachi had a heart, and he was capable of love; a person just had only to see the two Uchihas together to see what absolute trust and adoration looked like.
"Itachi," Sasuke was almost whining except for the simple fact that Uchihas never whined. "Why didn't you bring the car?"
"Because, otouto, I thought we should walk home. Maybe take the subway? I've missed the city," Itachi replied, looking around wistfully.
"Whatever. You're so uncool," Sasuke commented, not really meaning it.
He should have known better than to engage in a battle, never mind how irrelevant, with Itachi. "Right, because I'm the one walking around with his pants unzipped," Itachi slid back teasingly, clearly amused.
After he commented, followed by a barking laugh, Naruto considered thoughtfully that red did in fact complement Sasuke nicely. After all, red was Itachi's favorite color and he was his older brother after all. Sasuke should also have remembered that while Itachi was more comfortable around him
"Naruto-kun, you're coming over to dinner, right? You know, to celebrate my return?" Itachi's smile was eerily shark like.
Itachi eyes glittered and gave him the once over, which caused Naruto's insides to tighten and Sasuke to clench his teeth.
Naruto swallowed. "Yeah, wouldn't miss it for the world."
"Perfect," Itachi said smoothly. He smiled that smile again as though he were aware that everyone around him was having the same thoughts about him and imaging him naked. But Itachi wasn't interested in random sex with a stranger because he was hurting in a place where no one could see and no one could get to. Deidara's betrayal had hurt him in a way that he hadn't anticipated. So Itachi did what he normally did on the rare occasion he found himself at a loss- he plotted and schemed until he felt better. Itachi saw the way Naruto and his brother looked at him, at each other. No, it wouldn't be too hard at all.
