SO GUYS.
SHOULD I PUT KAKASHI AND ITACHI TOGETHER? That's really too cute for me to stand ;D
And what about Sakura/Gaara/Neji? What the hell am I going to do with them? xD
Oh God. Tomorrow's friday and it's 12:12 AM. I'm always so busy on the weekends. Friends, parties... and Fanfiction's like a secret hobby ;D More like secret obsession. I'm one of those assholes who reads the managa and anime whenever I can so things like this are on my mind way too much xD
ANYWAY, I started a new school this year. UGH. It's miserable. Everyone's way too preppy and stuck up I can't stand it. I just doodle the Akatsuki in my planner and day dream about new chapters to these goddamn things .
SO yeah. REVIEW. It makes my day ;D
Light filtered through the window and fell onto the floorboards like tepid spilled milk when Itachi awoke the next morning. God, it was warm. The sharp November air didn't snake into the cracks in the flimsy window glass and thick wool blankets up to his shoulders made leaving the bed physically painful. Tucking thin strands of raven hair behind his ears and he noticed the shuriken patterned sheets that had kept him so blissful in his sleep. Kakashi-kun. That's right…He had come over at five in the morning and poured over books with Kakashi, only to slip into unconsciousness the moment the silver-haired jonin stepped out of the room for tea. Kakashi had come back, tucked him in and no doubt was out working through the plan he and Itachi had worked on for all of five minutes with Tsunade and the counsel. A little smile tugged at the corners of his thin mouth and he stole from the bed.
Outside the rest of the apartment was frigid. He hugged his arms around his slim shoulders and his pale skin flushed. Every step announced a crack in the floorboards so he tip-toed around in stealth to find no signs of life. Finally pulling back the curtains in the living room, he noticed it was far past noon and every-one else was sound asleep. Fantastic. Sometimes Itachi dearly wished that he could be as naturally carefree as everyone else. Sasuke had two and a half days before he was locked up and away unless he rounded everyone together and discussed his plan. Sighing heavily, he padded over to the kitchen.
Ramen. And grilled fish, and lots of rice. There was tea, too. Naruto's excellent sense of smell was the first sense that was awake that morning. Eyes came next. Blinking them open, he noticed he was on the couch, and wonderfully warm in front while his ears and nose suffered. About twenty degrees? Seemed right. Looking down, he broke into a toothy grin. Sasuke was curled up to his chest, sleeping so soundly Naruto didn't have the heart to wake him.
Placing a delicate kiss on the raven-haired boy's innocent looking face, he frowned. The years of torture had been brushed away, leaving a new Sasuke he barely recognized. This one looked…capable of happiness. Naruto knew when Sasuke awoke the troubles of the world would once again find themselves on his shoulders…sometimes he wished Sasuke-wished they- could make a clean start.
Soon enough his musings put him to sleep.
"Wakey-wakey Naruto-chan! It's time for lunch!"
"AH DON'T KILL ME YOU BASTARD!"
"NARUTO! What the fuck!"
Waking up with someone you'd been sworn enemies with, who you'd been fearing for twice as much time as you've been getting to know them as a friend was truly horrific. When Naruto saw Itachi Uchiha's face, Akatsuki and images of blood and gore filled his head. He sprung from the couch, had flung Sasuke and all the blankets onto the floor and poised himself for battle. It took a few moments to realize Sasuke had hit his head on the coffee table and was seething while Itachi stood dumbfounded in a pink 'kiss-the-cook' apron (Kakashi's no doubt) holding a tray, looking awfully maternal in oven mitts, and that the situation couldn't have been more benign.
He scratched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly; how embarrassing. "Great I'm starving!"
"Great, I'm bleeding."
"Oh hush Sasuke-chan, you're fine." Itachi helped him up and sympathetically glanced at Naruto. The verdict was hanging heavily behind cheap play on words half smiles and random acts of kindness. "Get to the table. I want you to eat before we head over to Tsunade's office."
"Why would we do that?" Sasuke muttered, scowling darkly.
"Because…Because, I think I've found a solution for all of this. Now go on, eat."
The front door opened. Everyone froze, ladles spoons knives and forks in hand.
"Honey I'm home!" Kakashi chuckled blandly, dropping his things on the couch and strutting into the kitchen to find Itachi in an apron serving the teens who were abusing their welcome. Blushing madly Itachi ripped off the apron and turned to the stove.
"Good after-noon Kakashi-kun. You must be exhausted. Have some lunch."
"Oh you cooked? Wonderful. Thank you Itachi-kun. That was very kind of you."
"No need, it was the least I could do after I stayed the night."
The two boys glanced at each other, making mortified faces and spitting out the Uchiha's cooking.
"It was my pleasure, you were all worn out."
"ENOUGH, ENOUGH." Sasuke growled. "No more speaking." The blonde cocked his head with childish confusion.
"Kakashi-sensei likes boys?" Kakashi froze.
"What are you talking about Naruto?"
Itachi considered shoving his head in the oven or stuffing an oven mitt down the blonde's throat.
"No, it's nothing like that Naruto-chan. Kakashi-kun and I were just going over ninjutsu scrolls and books, and we discussed how we're going to get Sasu-chan out of this mess."
"You should tell us already." Naruto helped himself to more ramen and avoided eye contact with Sasuke, who picked at a piece of fish. "I think we could help, you know if you guys need anything. I'll do whatever it takes." Kakashi sat down and looked both of the boys head on, fists clasped together on the table.
"Actually Naruto I think it's confirmed. Itachi came up with a brilliant solution. We can get Sasuke out of all his prison time, which is fifteen to thirty years in isolation..." Naruto shuddered, Itachi's shoulders stiffened, Sasuke remained blank. "…But the alternative may be a price you're not willing to pay."
"Just tell me!"
"I can't say anything yet, Naruto, don't get too excited now. We're going over to the Hokage's office in an hour to discuss everything. Just finish your food and get dressed."
In the shower, everything seemed to melt away, wash out of his hair. Naruto could only imagine what kind of plan Itachi and Kakashi had come up with. If it involved Sasuke chopping off a limb or serving in the army, if it involved community service and a slap on the wrist he wasn't sure. It could be really anything and that was the worst part, but knowing Tsunade and the counsel there was a large possibility that it would be closer to the first one.
They hadn't even had sex, he mused. Sasuke and he were still virgins and Naruto could only imagine staying that way for thirty years. He shuddered and turned off the water, toweling off his hair. If Sasuke was off the hook, they were celebrating.
"I need a hairbrush I'm coming in!" As if on cue Sasuke barged through the door in a huff, trying not to blush or stare. "Cover up, dobe."
"You love it." He winked, and threw on boxers.
"God you're a moron."
"Again, you-"Sasuke had kissed him, and hard. The palms of his hands on were the sink behind him for support, back to the faucet, on his tip-toes to reach the taller blonde. Naruto grinned but there was a desperate craving in the kiss that tore at his heart. How many more moments like this would they have? He knew Sasuke was thinking it too, along with other things he couldn't hope to read. His tongue pushed clumsily into the other boy's mouth grazing his teeth.
"Nn…Naruto." Sasuke whispered. He perched himself on the sink as they continued to kiss, sitting on the counter, back pressed up against the medicine cabinet with his arms around the blonde's bare shoulders. It was awkward and confusing and the combination of losing his clothes the hard metal drain and tooth brushes where they shouldn't be befuddled his senses. And Naruto, holding him, pushing him up against the mirror, teething on his jugular, rough hands up his shirt. "I'm sorry." And his slim hands trailed down the blonde's waist.
Was it okay to lead him into this fantasy world unsuspecting? Let him think that this was going to happen on and on forever, that the mere touch, sight, smell of each other wasn't the most precious thing in the world? No. Naruto was hope and therefore naive. And naturally, when Sasuke couldn't be saved Naruto would be devastated, again, and like the last time it was all because Sasuke couldn't see straight, had been held captive by revenge. Was it because he was selfish and didn't put Naruto first?
No, that wasn't the source of this horrible guilt, he always thought of Naruto first. It was because he hadn't thought something like this would ever come about in a million years. It was because Sasuke didn't think. He was reckless and juvenile so it was his fault. He hadn't cried, not for himself. Only for Naruto.
But god, he would miss this.
Sasuke's eyes were closed so the hot tears didn't register until Naruto kissed them off. Thank god he wasn't making a fool out of him and pointing it out.
"Don't be sorry I wouldn't have it any other way."
And then, more tears. Because Naruto had a way of …just knowing things. He was telling him he wasn't a burden to Naruto like he had feared. He just as much of a gift as Naruto was to him. A vital life force. His reason for living. And Sasuke had never imagined in ten-thousand years that anyone could ever care so much about him. And no longer was it a responsibility, it was a blessing. Even if he never saw the blonde again he was still lucky. To have someone so wonderful love him. No matter what.
When they had finished with gauchely fooling around like classic teenagers in a fit of lust and love the emerged from the bathroom blushing and sniping at each other and adjusting their clothes, somehow managing to be fully clothed and ready to walk out the door.
"What were you two doing in there?" Kakashi teased. He had been standing outside, reading casually, waiting for his turn. Sasuke and Naruto wordlessly flailed around for an answer. "Never mind, I don't want to know."
"Kakashi it's not…like that!"
"Kids these days." Hatake smiled under his mask and shut the door in their faces.
By the time the two boys made their way down to central Konoha and into Tsunade's office they were practically sprinting. Naruto stumbled to her desk first.
"Baa-chan! You have news on Sasuke's case. The things you discussed with Kakashi and Itachi-kun? We're supposed to hear it out."
She looked up warily from her desk and motioned for the two boys to have a seat in front of her. "Yes of course. Sasuke sat down cautiously reddening when Naruto forcefully grabbed his hand.
"Where are Kakashi and Itachi anyway? I think they should be here."
"Probably…looking over books and scrolls and falling asleep all over each other." Naruto grinned, Sasuke scowled, and Tsunade chose to ignore the provocative comment and the fact that they were currently holding hands.
"Well never the less." She placed a map of techniques and an informational on her desk in front of them, looking Naruto deep in the eyes. "This is a jutsu we're considering. In short, it's a forbidden technique, but we're looking to make an exception."
"W-what does it do?" Naruto questioned. Sasuke remained stoic.
"It's a memory loss jutsu. There are three levels. We can assure with this that Sasuke is unable to use the powerful techniques that he used to slaughter people or anything but basic sharingan and ninjutsu techniques." In shock and horror, the boys watched her as she spoke. "But in doing this…he'd in essence forget everything. His village, his family, the tragedies he's faced and everyone he knows."
Sasuke seemed wide-eyed but remained still. Naruto shot up.
"Forget it Baa-chan!" He snarled. "That's inhumanly cruel!"
"Would you rather not see him for thirty years, Naruto? Have him live in permanent isolation? And look, I know this is hard but it's the only solution out of the dozens of one's presented that we've all agreed on. For the safety of Konoha-"
"You're talking about me like I'm not even here." Sasuke warned. "It's ultimately…my decision right?" Tsunade and Naruto stared up at him wordlessly and the Hokage nodded.
"We can all voice our own opinions." She side glanced at Naruto who was still simmering. "…Sasuke-kun, it's whatever you're most comfortable with. No one can make the call but you…"
"Then…I'd like to do it."
AHHAHHAAHAHAHAHAH CLIFF HANGER. DUN DUN DUNNNN.
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Roses are Red update and my new story 'Crush' -set in a school enviroment, lots of lols- should be up tomorrow. And I'm currently drawing cover art for all of them too xDD
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-gracie
