"Naruto," Itachi suggested during dinner, "Sasuke and I will be working some
long hours this week, is that all right with you?" The raven looked directly
at Naruto who was spooning food into his mouth at an unbelievable rate. The
blond cut at the steak that lay on his plate in front of him before stabbing
it with his fork and shoving it into his mouth. After devouring about half the
plate, Naruto looked up at Itachi before dabbing at the mess sticking to his
face with a cloth napkin.
"Uh, sure, I don't have a problem with that," Naruto said, meeting the elder
Uchiha's gaze before shifting his eyes to the other, less generous one who was
quietly looking out to the lush garden on the other side of the sliding door.
"Uh, thanks for the meal," Naruto muttered, dropping his gaze at the
unfamiliar words. "Do I have to stay on the property?" The blond asked,
meeting the others gaze, feeling stupid, before he took to his meal again.
Watching Naruto's ravenous eating, the Uchiha's met each other's gaze, Sasuke's
trying to convince his elder to reject the blasphemous idea. Itachi took a sip
of tea from his porcelain glass, eyes locked with his brother before
speaking.
"You're not on a leash Naruto; you may go where ever you please. Just take this,"
Itachi commented, taking out a shiny silver object out of his pants pocket,
showing it to Naruto before slipping it back to its resting place. Naruto's
eyes widened, surprised, before settling back to their original, natural size.
Scoffing, Sasuke rose from his chair and walked to the fridge, opening it and
grabbing the pitcher of tea. He poured the cold beverage into his identical
cup before returning to his spot at the table. "My work cell number is on
there along with Sasuke's, so if I don't answer just call him and he'll inform
me of all you had to say," Itachi said monotonously, riddling Sasuke's
defiance of the situation into his statement flawlessly. Naruto nodded
thankfully, before returning to his meal.
He ate slower this time, his stomach filled for once as he tried to force the
last bite upon his stuffed stomach. Managing the final morsel, Naruto then
took a hold on his solid colored glass before slurping up the ice cold tea. He
then set the glass near his empty plate, fingering the smooth surface as he
waited for the other two to finish. Naruto nonchalantly gazed about the
room, picking out details as his eyes tried to strip the kitchen of its
perfection, although he failed.
--
The next morning before they all headed their separate ways, Itachi grabbed
Naruto, handing him a glinting silver object. Naruto's hands grasped the
object knowingly before shoving it down into his pocket and walking out the
door.
He wore a dark, navy blue, button up shirt and a dark wash blue jean under
them. To protect him against the bitter-cold morning, Naruto also wore an ashy
gray windbreaker--all property of Sasuke. Itachi had given a few sets of
Sasuke's old clothes, seeing as they would fit better Naruto better than
Itachi's. Naruto's spiky blond hair bounced as he walked out of the mansion
and into the glaring morning sun.
Naruto walked into town, ignoring all the heading glances his way as he
walked down the boardwalk. Clutching the spare cash in his pocket, Naruto
walked down toward his area of town to see if any of his old friends had the
remains of his 'home.' The Uchiha's never did find the evidence, so Naruto
assumed it to be with some of his old pals. Glancing sideways at the posted
addresses on the weathered homes, Naruto spotted the one he was looking for.
Jogging up to it, Naruto knocked on the frail wooden door, feeling the cold
seep into his palms.
A pale red head had answered the door, not hiding his anger at being waked up
at this time of the morning. The fear that had lurked in his eyes was gone in
a flash and replaced by relief as he spotted his vertically challenged friend
leaning against the side panel of his house. The elder boy nodded his head,
motioning the Blond inside his house. Naruto followed quietly. When the red
headed teen sat on the couch, Naruto stopped dead in his tracks in the middle
of the floor.
"You can sit down Naruto, I haven't seen you in a while," The pale, sea green
eyes man wheezed, patting to a spot next to him that appeared to be clean.
Naruto nodded his head, choosing his words carefully, as he always did around
the man. Looking up at his friend, the red head's grin faltered, turning into
a hard line engraved on his face.
"We'll talk later Gaara, I need to get my stuff and set out. I'll need to
borrow some clothes and shades," Naruto stated commandingly, knowing how his
best friends mind worked. The man named Gaara rose from his uncomfortable
position and stalked out of the room and down the hall, Naruto followed suit.
As they entered a familiar room void of all windows, they stopped. Gaara
reached for a key inside of his pocket and slid it through the closet door's
keyhole; he then twisted it down before opening the only stable door in the
dwelling.
Naruto instantly spotted a small box labeled 'KIT' and grabbed it hurriedly,
eyes roving over the props. Naruto nodded at its good condition, noting that
Gaara had evidently washed the wig, as it was now lustrous. Pulling some
safety pins from the shoebox, Naruto pinned down his hair before sliding on
the wig and coming through the hair to make it look unkempt. Naruto's eyes
then landed on the contact lens case before he picked it up, unscrewed the
caps, and put them into his eyes, blinking rapidly at the stinging his eyes
had received with the contact of the old solution.
Naruto walked over to the body mirror in the middle of the south wall, he
leaned forward, adjusting the wig over his whisker marks, making tests and
noting the durability of the style before walking out of the room and into
Gaara's own room right across the room. Gaara followed quickly after the
blond. Naruto made his way to the dresser, opening the middle droor and taking
a pair of ripped slacks and a matching, ragged shirt that would hang off of
his body in a disgusting manor. Turning around, Naruto looked at Gaara
expectantly.
Gaara walked over to his own closet and pulled out a bigger box and handed it
to the blond knowingly. Naruto nodded before turning around and walking out of
the house, leaving the red head to himself for the day.
--
Sasuke was waiting impatiently for his brother in their black limo, tapping
his fingers dangerously on his pale skin. His eyes trailed the blond as he
walked out of the house at a brisk walk, heading downtown. Growling, Sasuke
unfastened his seat belt only to hear his elder thanking Ino as she opened the
passenger door for him and sliding in to the right side of the seat, clicking
his seat belt in place. Itachi held up a hand to signal the driver to take
them to their work place.
Arriving earlier than normal, the brothers got out of the car quickly,
trotting to the main door of the police station. They then went their separate
ways, Itachi to his office, Sasuke to his. They both walked toward their
office receiving many hellos, to which Itachi replied and Sasuke simply
ignored them.
Itachi sat down in his office chair and took out a tan file, skimming the
document that he had read over so many times before tossing it on top
of his desk and took out a blue pen to begin the day's work.
Itachi set to work on the request of a local search. They had gained enough
evidence to suspect that it was one of the residents near the Alley of the
Rosuto. The judge expected the paper work to be done by three in the
afternoon, and Itachi had 14 warrants to fill out by 10 O'clock just for this
case. He also had many in-process warrants that his co-workers had recently
filled out, but he needed to approve those before they could be set before the
judge. Sighing, Itachi's pen went to work, scribbling away.
Sasuke too, had to fill out paperwork; his was merrily a few cases that
needed approval, money, and officers to work on them. He was sure that he
could be done for the day in a matter of hours.
--
Naruto headed down the road toward his alley. Stepping over impatient, high,
drunk, sleeping bodies, Naruto made his way to the corner behind the dumpster
that he had deemed his some eight years ago. Kicking one of the many homeless
druggies out of his spot, Naruto snuggled up to the frigid metal of the
dumpster, finding some sort of peace being next to it. He looked up at the
glowing pink sky lazily, waiting for the Loafers to awake and crowd around
him, begging to be the first served, ready to give up anything to the now
strawberry blond male.
Laughing to himself, Naruto realized just how indulging his life could be, he
could steal away anything and everything of the surrounding addicts' life.
Sex, money, merchandise, he could have it all--if only he wanted it. Cringing
at the sound of crunching gravel, Naruto remembered his stoic and merciless
composure in front of these people. Lowering his head to shade his face,
Naruto faced the oncoming prey.
The creature was a scraggly old man, stumbling in mass confusion looking for
someone; he kept turning over frail, sleeping bodies, searching either in his
best interests or for a lost member of his so called family. Turning around to
work his way over to Naruto, The man's eyes widened as his eyes locked onto
the blond. Before Naruto could react, the man was already leaning down toward
him, his dirty, stench-filled clothes hanging close to Naruto.
"Please! Anything! Anything I will sacrifice!" The confused man breathed, his
breath that of an ogre's, as the aged man talked you could see that he had no
teeth, just rotted gums and a writhing, plaque covered tongue that Naruto
couldn't take his eyes off of. Naruto turned away in disgust, coughing as he
inhaled the putrid stench.
"Whaddaya want ya old geezer!" Naruto gasped, clinging to as much air as
humanly possible without inhaling the ugly smell. Eagerly, the man continued,
still hovering over Naruto, even as the blond protested by covering his nose
with his lithe, arm, now covered in one of Gaara's old sweaters.
"Ooh Kit! You wouldn't believe how long I've waited for ya! I want something
good, something rich and sweet smelling ya see? Something that just makes your
spine tingle! Anything oh great Kit! "Anything!" The old man continued to
babble on as Naruto reached into his box with a small bag of cocaine, sure
that the man was looking for whatever Naruto had on him.
"One hundred-fifty," Kit muttered, his voice muted by his arm. The old man,
realizing that he had been interrupted, discontinued his ramblings and looked
at the blond quizzically, looking for an alternate. Naruto let his eyes rape
the guy's weak, emaciated body as he looked for something of value. Naruto
then noticed a small golden chain that hung around the man's neck; Naruto
motioned for the geezer to take it off. He did. The man held up a stunning an
antique open face case pocket watch with an expensive back, with gentle
engravements, the watch looked like it took months to do! In fact, Naruto
guessed that it was handmade several decades ago. The front numbers and
engravements were sparkling with silver and gold dust. Naruto looked at it
lustfully before gesturing to the man to hand it over. He did so. Naruto then
handed him the bag of coke before he slid the medallion in his box.
--
Sasuke was standing at the entrance of his brother's inviting office, growing
impatient at his ignorant brother proceeding to finish reading a document
before his eyes drifted to Sasuke. Arching his eyebrow, the elder raven
signaled for the younger to begin.
"All cases seem to be within our budget and they all relate to the main
confidential case that you are so intent about solving right off hand," Sasuke
proclaimed, glaring angrily at his sibling. Itachi nodded, not seeing what the
fuss was about but not wanting to go out and say it. "We don't have enough
employees to put on it..." Sasuke ground out, clearly expecting his brother to
infer his words. Itachi nodded three times, noting to Sasuke to place them in
his in-box. Sasuke turned and left the room, an aura of anger surrounding
him.
When he reached his office, the raven picked up the phone and pressed speed
dial #7 and waited for an answer. Upon receiving one, he barked at the female
assistant to bring him another cup of coffee. When she did, Sasuke took it
from her calmly, took a sip, and nodded his approval and thanks. Sasuke leaned
back in his cushioned chair, sighing out as he took another sip of the dark,
steamy substance.
--
The old man hobbled away quickly, falling over lingering bodies that had
waken before getting up and running off towards the intersection where he was
cut off from Naruto's sight. Meditating in peace, Naruto waited for the crowd
as the crowd woke up at the same time. There really weren't that many people
there; it was more of the fact that in Kit's area, you could usually only find
one or two sleeping souls, the others would just want the drugs. Total, there
were only about eight people in the alley, including him.
One by one, the sleepy people limped over to the blond, stripping off their
valuables and offering it up to the dealer to pay for whatever they could.
Naruto collected multiple old, rare coins and jewelry, and, in the rare cases,
a wad of cash. Naruto stuffed the cash down into his pocket along with a five
that Itachi had given him for a meal. As Naruto clutched that single bill, he
felt a pang in his lower abdomen, he never did notice his hunger, or whether
or not he had to use the rest room, he was just always used to doing it
afterwards, and when he got hungry, he would just get up and leave, without a
moments notice.
Attending to his shivering customers, Naruto finished up before he got up to
leave to Gaara's. When he arrived at the red heads house, Naruto greeted him
and walked down the hall to his bathroom to shower and change to his original
clothes. When he walked back out into the living room, Naruto was clutching a
variety of items, he handed them over to Gaara who eyed them closely, looking
over every aspect of the valuables, noting that most of them were in good
condition.
"How much?" Naruto asked, falling down to the couch, closing his eyes. Gaara
ignored him as his eyes roved over the priceless objects lustfully, consulting
their worth. Gaara then walked over to Naruto and sat in the crook of his
legs, as far away from his main body as possible. Naruto simply lay there,
tired, cold, and relaxed. "How much?" Naruto repeated. Gaara continued
scanning the objects.
"I would say around 800....." Gaara trailed off, not completely sure, as most
of them were foreign made originally. Naruto nodded his head approvingly,
proud of the days worth. Groaning as he rose up from the couch, lifting his
feet from where Gaara was currently sitting. Naruto looked over at his friend's
wall to see that it was already six O'clock.
"I gotta head out Gaara," Naruto called over his shoulder as he headed out
into the night. Gaara nodded, his eyes glazed over as he continued staring
down at the ticking watch. Naruto slammed the door behind him as he headed up
to the IchiRaku Ramen bar, it looked cheap, and he guessed that he could pull
that one off. The blond walked in, slouching his way over to the counter. The
old man on the other side smiled and handed him a menu, guaranteeing that if
he liked noodles than the blond was going to love these.
Looking over the laminated menu, Naruto ordered the first thing on the top of
the list.
"Give me the Hot and Spicy," Naruto sighed out to what looked like the man's
daughter, she nodded and scribbled that on her notebook and hung it in front
of the kitchen on a piece of wire. The girl smiled Naruto's way before turning
to back into the kitchen.
--
Groaning, Itachi opened the folder his brother had placed in his in-box.
Itachi sat back, he had been doing paperwork all day, he didn't even take the
papers to the judge, and he had to have an assistant do it. The police were still
busy patrolling and trying to bust drug dealers, drug consumers, prostitutes,
pimps, all the despicable stuff that lurked around in secret in the rough part
of town. He also had officers running errands for him daily, he even had
rotational officers that served as his secretary.
Itachi then closed the folder and set it in his 'To Do' basket. It could wait
until tomorrow he decided mentally. Rising to his feet, the elder stretched,
popping his neck and back before walking out of his office and to the parking
lot were Sasuke was probably waiting, considering the time to be 6:15. He was
stoically surprised when Sasuke hadn't came and tugged him out of his secluded
office.
Itachi whipped out his cell and dialed Naruto's temporary number. Waiting for
the blond to answer, Itachi hummed quietly to himself.
"Hm?" Naruto asked, slurping down ramen when Itachi's cell rang obnoxiously.
"Do you need a ride?" Itachi questioned, guessing that Naruto was probably
still out and about.
"Uh," Naruto paused, slurping down the last of the noodles. "I guess; I'm at
this one place called....." Naruto trailed before turning to the manager and
whispering, "What is this place called again?" "IchiRaku's," Naruto finished,
repeating the old man.
Itachi nodded to himself as he entered the parking lot were his brother was
patiently waiting inside the car, grasping his fourth cup of coffee in his
spiny fingertips. "M'kay, we'll be right there," Itachi muttered as he climbed
into the car and snapping his phone shut. "Shikamaru, can you please take us
to IchiRaku's," Itachi demanded rather than asked. Shikamaru nodded before
driving off at a leisure pace.
--
Slurping down all of the broth, Naruto smiled s pseudo smile before paying
the man. He then walked just outside of the restaurant to lean on a telephone
pole just as a glossy black limo came into view. Pausing at the curb, the car
glided to a silent halt. Naruto walked over to the passenger door and climbed
in, sitting beside Itachi while Sasuke looked in the opposite direction,
acting like he didn't notice the blond figure hop into the car.
The drive to the Uchiha Manor was quiet and uneventful. Everybody remained
silent even as Ino tried to start a conversation with the blond. He ignored
her completely. When the car pulled up in front of the Mansion Naruto was the
first to hop out and make it into the house. The other two followed suit while
Ino and Shikamaru took the car to the garage and left to their own houses.
Inside the house, Itachi dragged Sasuke over to the living room where Naruto
was browsing through an old teen magazine that they had and was listening to
Itachi's IPod, mouthing the words as the music played quietly. Barely
audible.
Sasuke went to sit on the Love seat while motioning for Itachi to sit next to
him on the recliner. Sasuke curled up on his chair, hugging his knees, looking
unprofessional. Itachi sat down and laid back in the recliner, lacing his
fingers together and placing them behind his head were they met long, silky
raven locks.
"So what action do you want to take Itachi?" Sasuke asked.
The rest of the week goes about just the same as always. Naruto leaves at the
same time the Uchiha's do, he receives a ride from them as well. Overall the
Uchiha's didn't associate with the blond, he also did the same.
It was Thursday before either Uchiha had a day off. Itachi however, was the
only one off of work that day; Sasuke would have to take Itachi's place.
"Naruto-kun," Itachi commanded through the door while knocking loudly. The
blond was up and off of the bed in a matter of seconds, jumpy as always when
being woken, that habit driven into him by the hard, deceiving days of his
past life. Realizing that it was only the elder rave, Naruto walked to the
door and opened it to reveal a finely dressed Uchiha. He then looked down to
himself, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
The elder was wearing a sophisticated-looking blue, silk shirt. Under it,
Itachi wore a casual pair of tan slacks. To Naruto, it looked as if he was
dressed as the groom and was patiently waiting for his ride to meet his
fiancé.
"Get dressed and meet me downstairs in 30 minutes," Itachi demanded, looking
into Naruto's cerulean eyes. The figure standing in the doorway then pivoted
towards the stairway and began walking towards his destination.
Naruto shut his door softly, he then moved to shower and dress.
Once dressed, Naruto wandered down stairs, not really paying that much
attention to where he was going. He then met Itachi, who was standing near the
door, and walked over to him. Itachi motioned for Naruto to follow him out the
door, Naruto did so.
"Itachi-san," Naruto asked politely, "Were are we going, if I may ask?"
"Shopping." Was the Uchiha's curt reply. Naruto remained quiet the rest of
the way, not wanting to continue the conversation.
Once there, Naruto stayed behind Itachi, following him silently as the busy
shoppers found time to give him strange looks, as if wondering why the
infamous Uchiha had a vertically challenged blond tailing him, and why he let
the blond. The first store Itachi walked into was 'The Buckle.'
Naruto took a hold of a pair of shoes to his left that had caught his eye and
exclaimed, "Holy **!" as he looked at the price.
"Hm?" Itachi inquired as they proceeded into the store.
"Those shoes were 72 dollars! How the hell can you afford that?!" Naruto
whispered loudly, running to catch up the raven.
"Naruto, our family has a flawless financial plan, we could buy China if we
wanted too," Itachi concluded as Naruto gaped at the words spoken.
"Not if you keep spending it like this you can't," The blond murmured under
his breath coolly.
"What was that?"
"Uh, I said you should donate to charity," Naruto bluffed.
"Consider this charity," Itachi smirked. Naruto turned to argue, but decided
against that idea when he saw that the Uchiha wouldn't take any of it. "Pick
out what you want, and then we'll go to a few other stores of my choice. The rest
will be up to you."
"Seriously?" Naruto asked, surprised. Itachi nodded approvingly.
Naruto calmly picked out a good number of shoes, pants and tops before
heading to the dressing rooms. Naruto then came out to show Itachi what
everything looked like--as ordered--before deciding upon the item. It turned
out that Itachi agreed with most of Naruto's choosing.
Heading out of the store, Itachi led Naruto to a few more extravagant stores
like, 'Rue 21,' 'Maurice's,' 'Vanity,' 'Old Navy,' and 'Red.' None were
work-associated, but all were highly marked with prices and ratings. Once they
were done with those stores, Naruto was carrying seven bags and had spent a
fair amount of money, though Itachi didn't mind, as he hadn't dug into his
account yet.
"Were would you like to go now Naruto?" Itachi sighed, as he truly didn't
care for shopping.
"Uh," Naruto looked around the mall, noticing all of the stores; spotting one
he nodded his head towards 'Hot Topic.' Itachi followed.
"Ergh, what is that smell?" The elder raven muttered to himself, scrunching
up his nose as he walked into the store.
"I think it's dragon blood, or something like that," Naruto said, sniffing
the surrounding air.
"Whatever it is, we're not lighting it in my house, and neither are you
wearing it."
Naruto shrugged, not caring a whole lot about the smell.
"Naruto-kun," Itachi paused, waiting for the blondes head to turn towards him
before continuing, "I'll be waiting out there," The elder pointed to a close
by bench, "I'll give you some money and you can buy whatever you want in here,
alright?" Naruto nodded, quickly, not wasting time on unimportant words.
Itachi reached into his back pocket and pulled out a worn, leather wallet,
and took out a wad of green bills. Sliding the wallet back into his pocket,
Itachi handed Naruto the cash and left him to shop in the store.
"Oh and Naruto," Itachi called back over his shoulder, "If you want to go to
any other stores, I would suggest you don't spend all of that here." Without
waiting for a reply, Itachi walked over to the weathered bench and sat down
near the edge, keeping Naruto in his peripheral vision.
--xXwinterXsolsticeXx--
Naruto purchased five pairs of skinny jeans, along with three pairs of shoes
and six tops. He had ultimately bought everything he could carry, so while
walking out of the store, Naruto carried his seven plus bags and nodded
towards the Uchiha. He set down the bags and reached into his back pocket to
retrieve the extra cash before Itachi stopped him.
"No, I have enough, keep it." Happy yet confused, Naruto shoved the money
back into his back pocket before Itachi tossed him an emptied wallet.
"Isn't this yours?" Naruto asked, puzzled even further.
"I got another, that one was getting a bit worn for my taste anyway," Itachi
shrugged, pulling out another, newer wallet.
The next place the two went was Mongolian grill, were they each filled a
medium bowl of noodles; veggies and meat before watching the cooks cook it on
a flat, round piece of slate. After eating, Itachi went to the food bar and
filled another bowl of food products before asking the men to cook it. They
then paid and left. Itachi dropped Naruto off at the house, helping him with
the bags before leaving Naruto alone and driving off again after telling the
blond were he was going and how late he'd be.
--xXwinterXsolsticeXx--
Itachi stood up out of his car, a black Pontiac firebird, and walked towards
the towering building. He entered the building and walked down towards his
brother's office. Knocking on the door, Itachi entered. He set Sasuke's late
lunch down on the table before taking a seat across from his younger sibling.
"Thanks," Sasuke said monotone without looking up from his stack of papers.
"No problem Sasuke," Itachi smiled, "Would you care for any help? I told
Naruto I wouldn't be back until you got off from work," the elder added
before Sasuke could argue.
"No," Sasuke sighed, "What were you even doing?" The younger Uchiha asked,
aware that his brother was a few hours late and that this was 'take out.'
"I took Naruto to get some clothes so that he didn't have to borrow yours,"
Sasuke gritted his teeth at his brother's now stoic face.
"I see." Sasuke ended the conversation before thrusting a yellow folder at
his older sibling. Itachi stared down at the folder labeled 'Kit.'
"The came in today." Sasuke breathed, leaning back and popping his back.
"The warrants are included along with some reports."
Itachi opened the vibrant folder and took out a single sheet of paper.
reading through it thoroughly, Itachi closed his eyes in a thinking manor.
"So we now know 'exactly' were he lurks, or lurked, and that, for some
reason, he isn't around as much anymore."
"Pretty much," The younger trailed, extending his words. "They say that he arrives there about every other day."
"Ah, so now all we need to know is what he is doing then we can form a new
strategy?" Sasuke grunted out a solid yes before continuing on his work.
"So I see..." Itachi got up and left, going to his cubby were all his papers
were sitting. He grabbed them and held them in his hands neatly before walking
back to Sasuke's office.
Before long the two were on their way back home, it was around 5 P.M., or
about two hours after Itachi had arrived at the station.
--xXwinterXsolsticeXx--
(Naruto's Pov)
I just finished packing away my clothes and am sitting on the bed. I had been
thinking about how good of a day it was! For one, I wouldn't have to use
Sasuke's playboy looking clothes anymore and, to top it off, I even got to get
my own stuff! Which, I must admit looks pretty damn hot on me, I mean I knew I
was hot, but I never thought that I could look that extremely hot! Man, that
Uchiha Itachi sure has made my day.....
But I don't entirely understand this egging feeling I get in my stomach
whenever I gloat to myself about the days earnings. I get it after I sell too,
I just don't understand. I feel almost giddy, but, I just can't pass it off as
that. It's complicated, seeming as I was never one to understand emotions of
others nor myself. I've always just kept them hidden from others and faked the
ones that I understood. I never dealt with this kind of stuff. I mean, it's
not exactly like I usually have this much time on my hands.
I sit up on my bed and walk over to the window sill, where I sit and lay back
against, pulling my feet against my chest and staring at the darkening sky
above. It really is beautiful, I never really took notice of its full beauty
before tonight; It just felt to vast, like my heart did then. I was content,
as I am now, but it was just an empty feeling that I couldn't decipher! Much
less understand!
Is it guilt?
I heard a car pull up and looked down to see Itachi and Sasuke walking
towards the house. They seemed to be in deep thought, which wouldn't last
very long as long as I was around, or at least I didn't think so.
Rising from my statuesque position, I walked out of my room and down the
stairs to meet the brothers. I smiled and waved, pushing my undeciphered
emotional problems to the side. Itachi smiled his hello while Sasuke grunted
one before pushing past me to go to the closet and hang up his trench.
"How was work?" I ask nonchalantly.
"What do you care?" Sasuke asked, "It's not like you've ever been to work
before."
"It was fine Naruto, thanks for asking," Itachi grunted, sending a death
glare towards and inattentive Sasuke.
Thanks.....that word. I needed it for some...reason......
"Oh!" I exclaimed, face lighting up, "I forgot to thank you Itachi!" I smiled
that ugly smile of mine that represented all those deceits. I then bowed to
the elder and exclaimed a very loud 'arigato.'
"Your welcome Naruto," Itachi said, dropping the conversation and walking
into the kitchen and pulling out a few packages of instant sweet and sour
chicken dinners along with sticky rice and a few pre-made sushi rolls. He had
them all cooked and ready to go within five minutes and we were all digging in
a few minutes later.
In 30 minutes we were all seated around the center coffee table in the living
room, all looking around, not talking.
"Get out of here," Sasuke ordered, glaring at me. Internally wincing, I
looked down and stood, not knowing exactly what he meant.
"Stay Naruto," Itachi argued.
"Go," The younger growled menacingly.
"Stay," elder raven persisted.
"Uh, I, um," I stuttered, "I'll be upstairs if you need me," I finished,
deciding that even though Itachi was the boss, Sasuke was a bit more
terrifying, knowing that he just might rip my head off at any given moment.
Once upstairs I climbed back onto the window sill and resumed my earlier
position.
xXwinterXsolsticeXx
(third person)
"Why the hell do you have to act that way Sasuke? It's exactly that reason
that I can't trust you to lead the cases that you want!" Itachi complained.
"Because, people like him deserve it," Sasuke scoffed angrily.
"Why don't you get to know him and then judge him?"
"I don't feel the need, and nothing you say will change that." Sasuke ground
out, "And besides, I wanted to talk to you."
xXwinterXsolsticeXx
(Naruto's Pov)
The stars looked so beautiful until they were obscured by the dominating
clouds, unable to shine through the nimbostratus clouds that threatened rain.
There was another thing that I needed to thank Sasuke for, and it was this. I
never knew how much turmoil lay undercover in my head until I actually let it
unravel. It was surprising actually, that all I needed to do was sit and think
and then all my troubles that I had brushed off just a few minutes ago to
things that happened years ago would just come tumbling out.
Most of these thoughts were gruesome, disgusting things, like knowing what my
mother had done before I found out she had landed herself in prison, knowing
only the bad sides of people. It's exactly what shaped my life to what it is
today. The people that surrounded me unknowingly convinced me to lead a
different life.
I managed that, but anyone who knew about me wouldn't believe it. I'd be
looked down upon just because of my status. Believe it or not, the
government knows nothing about me, well, that is until a few days ago. So my
dream of becoming something great was crushed by the time I was 10. Things
came abruptly fast and strong on the streets and I just took to this. I had
first started when I found snuff that my mom had kept hidden in her purse and
sold it to some guy that saw me with it.
It was simple really.
But that's why I hated, looked down on, spit at people like that, kind of
like Sasuke does, but in a completely different, less hypocritical way.
Queue the gutsy feeling. Again.
I closed my eyes quickly, trying to wash away the unpleasant feeling in the
pit of my stomach.
I still had no idea what that was, but I would figure it
out.....eventually. It was kind of like what the feeling that I always got
when I was gawked at for my lack of clean clothes and what-not. But then
again, this was way different.
I opened my eyes to reveal the moon that had just peeked out from behind the
thinning clouds as they rose higher.
(Third Person)
"Sasuke, though an idiot you may be, you sometimes surprise me," Itachi
swore.
Longest chapter I've ever written........
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Beta'd by: Halskr
Japanese words: Go there and look them up, I already read this and don't want to read it again.......
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