well here it is...chapter three. sorry it took so long but i havnt had time to type it up for y'all. anyways hope you like it! please review!!!

Chapter Three

Vacation

"Mornin' Naruto!" Sasuke's voice broke into my concentration. He was early today.

"Hey Sas. Why so early? I'm just trying to finish this assignment for work real quick." I'd thought I would be able to get my extra work done before they got here. Good thing I'd gotten ready before I started working on this.

"Itachi wanted to see you again before he had to catch his flight."

"Oh yeah he leaves today doesn't he?" I hadn't forgotten, in fact we had been up all night talking about it.

"Yep. Come on, let's go; he's getting anxious."

"Alright, I'm coming. Just one sec." I had one bruise left to cover and couldn't cover it with Sasuke in the room.

"Well hurry up or we're going to be late." He left my room with my bag in his thin arms. Though contrary to popular belief he is not weak, in fact he is one of the strongest people I know. Sasuke has been working out in a nightly routine since before we had met.

I pulled myself out of my memory quickly and went to the bathroom to find my foundation; the bruise on my forearm needed to be hidden; even if Itachi would be able to see through my cover no one else would.

I walked up to Itachis' oldest vehicle slowly, seeing the confusion in his eyes. I could tell he was trying to figure out why I was wearing a long-sleeved shirt in the middle of May.

"Hey Itachi, nice car! What year is this one? I forgot." His old blue mustang glittered in the sun like stars in the night. The white racing stripe was flawless, adding to the perfection of the beautiful old car.

This mustang had been a graduation gift from his best friend in college. He told me about her once; I believe her name was Anko. He said she'd saved him once but he didn't tell me how or what from. Either way she had apparently been well off, giving him a 1956 baby blue mustang for no apparent reason.

"Doesn't matter, Sasuke gets it tomorrow." Every time he left town Sasuke got his car; I never expected him to give up this one though. Itachi gets a new car where ever he goes and gets a new one when he gets back. He's gone through at least eighty cars in the last five years because of his trips.

"So how long are you gonna be gone this time?" he knew that I was only asking because Sasuke was near. He still didn't know that I spent my nights in his older brothers' bed.

"Not long I hope, so far it shouldn't be more than a month or two at the most but I won't know for sure until I'm back." I hated the fact that he had to go; and for two whole months? This is gonna suck!

"Hey dobe, not to interrupt, but what's with the long sleeves?" I knew Sasuke would ask eventually so I answered coolly.

"The rest of my shirts are dirty; I haven't done laundry in awhile. Besides it's not that hot out here." I'd been rehearsing that answer for at least the last half hour.

Looking once again disinterested, he only nodded and went back to staring out the window. Itachi looked at me with knowing yet curious eyes.

"Not now." I whispered.

"See you later Naruto!"

"'Bye Sas!" I watched him run into the large brown building that we were both interning at. I would have to go in soon but Itachi would make me tell him what happened first.

"Ita, do I have to explain it? Why can't we just pretend nothing happened this morning?" It's not that I didn't want to tell him, it's more that I don't want him to worry while he's gone.

"I need to know what he's doing so I know who to leave behind to watch over you while I'm gone."

"I'll be fine – I can take care of –"

"Don't even think of finishing that sentence. Now, tell me what happened." His voice was worried and demanding, not telling him seemed to hurt him more than telling him would.

"Fine, but it's really no big deal. Don't give me that look, all that happened was after breakfast I was going to go back upstairs when Ibiki grabbed my arm and told me to go do the dishes. See? No big deal." His disapproving look told me that he knew I was hiding something still, but he didn't push it. "Now go catch that plane and don't worry about me, I'll be fine as long as you hurry back home to me."

"Oh Naru, you know I will. Please be careful while I'm gone, if anything happens to you I'll never forgive myself." His concern was obvious; his fear apparent.

"I'll do my best – just hurry back love." I really didn't want him to go.

"Now go to work, I gotta catch that flight."

"Okay, see you soon." I turned to go but stopped when he grabbed my arm. I looked at him as he pressed his warm lips against mine. He held me like that for only a few seconds, not wanting to let me go. I pushed my tongue into his mouth searching for his. I wrapped my arms around his neck – he pulled me closer to him probing deeper into my mouth. I moaned deeply as he pulled away, feeling my pants tighten.

Gasping, I tried to speak, "I've got to go in now love. Come home soon." I grabbed my work stuff and got out of his car.

"Not soon enough, Naru." He called out as I walked away from his car.

Not soon enough…