Firstly, let me apologize for my long absence. As a means to show all my lovely readers how apologetic I am, I give you three full chapters. Yay! Ring the alarms, alright let me stop!

Chapter 4: The Cruel Game from the Past

The hallway was vacant, silent as most students were now in their rightful classes, some elsewhere evading their unbearably boring courses. It was peaceful when the campus was this quiet, the cool breeze seeping through the wide open halls while the trees shielded students from the bright spring sun.

Itachi and Kyuubi nonchalantly strolled down the halls, hand in hand often sharing small conversations among themselves, though the redhead mind was elsewhere.

It was the sense of guilt and fear of getting caught skipping his classes that bothered him. Being a transfer student in this specialized school due to his high grades and expectations from others to exceed greatly in the world, he didn't want his committed teachers to feel as though he took his extremely grateful opportunity for granted… but having a very persisting boyfriend could be quite overwhelming at times. No matter how much he tried to talk the Uchiha and himself from eluding his well needed classes, he found himself easily being pulled into the idea by Itachi's skillful tongue and strong words of persuasion.

It was only high school but he was steadily striving for that medic scholarship that would lead him into an international college.

Itachi watched the teen beside him intently as he could tell the redhead was in deep thought. It was cute really and he couldn't help but smile. He had picked up on a habit Kyuubi did when his mind was in deep concentration about something. The redhead would pout and his eyes were strong, staring at nothing in particular.

"What are you thinking about?" Itachi molded his lips together, his dark eyes strayed to the scenery of the very polished school setting.

Kyuubi simply shrugged his shoulders, eyes glued to the floor. "Nothing, just thinking is all."

"Interesting, did you forget who you were talking to?" Itachi suddenly halted, letting out a playful sigh as he leaned his back against a marble statue, and pulled the smaller male into his body. "Talk to me."

He hesitated for a while but then complied. He sighed and gently stepped back from the Uchiha. "Am I ever gonna meet them? I mean all of them, not just Sasuke."

"We talked about this already. Why are you bringing it up again?" Itachi replied in a dismissive tone. An annoyed expression grew on the Uzumaki's face as he adjusted the book bag hung over his shoulder properly. He let out a small scoff before he turned around to leave but stopped when his arm was grasped. "Why're you leaving? What's with the sudden question, what's going on?" He was perplexed by the sudden moodiness.

"I just-" Kyuubi silenced himself, inhaling a slow breath as a means to calm down and lower his tone. "I just… don't want to be in a meaningless "relationship." You told me from Day One that this might not work and I always kept that in the back of my mind but Itachi, it gets to a point where I ask myself, what is the point in this relationship?"

Itachi watched him silently, calculating the right words to say. He wasn't one to hastily say things he'll later regret but he found it rather difficult computing the right choice of words. But then again, what could he say? This relationship wouldn't work, and he knew that from the beginning, forcing himself to play this cliché game of friends with benefits. As mature as Kyuubi was for a fifteen year old, Itachi knew it would be very challenging, fooling him into thinking everything would be okay. Kyuubi was incredibly smart. If he figured out that this relationship meant nothing, he'll eventually want out of it and that was something Itachi also had kept at the back of his mind.

Kyuubi frowned. "The constant hiding, it's really annoying if I'm being truthful with you."

"So what do you want me to do, conquer the world and make you happy?" Itachi asked in a playful tone but received a glare instead, Kyuubi finding his sarcasm not the least bit funny. "Come on, I was just messing." He grinned innocently, grabbing a hold of the redhead's hand and lightly tugged him closer to his body. It was so obvious what he was doing but he really couldn't avoid this topic forever.

Kyuubi knowing what his boyfriend was doing, pulled himself away and rolled his eyes. "Maybe I should get to class." He turned to leave but unwillingly stopped by the same hand on his wrist. "Itachi…" He whined, frustrated.

"Come on, don't leave. Spend time with me, I barely see you enough as it is."

The redhead backed away, raking a hand through his lengthened hair. "Itachi I don't want to play this game anymore."

Itachi paced back and forth in exasperation, his finger nails in between his teeth, a habit since childhood whenever he felt nervous or pressured.

"If I could leave my family for you I swear to God I would in a heartbeat. And to be honest, I'm happy you haven't met them. Kyuubi, you're only fifteen yet you're the most matured person I've ever met in my life. You understand me, you're the only person I can be normal around and actually be who I am and not stress about appearance. I know this all seem worthless and you hate this, but I don't want to promise you anything I know I can't make possible.' He paused for a moment. "Kyuubi at the end of the day, the cruel reality is, if I had to choose between my family and you, I would always have to choose my family before you." As harsh as his little speech might have sounded, it was the sad truth.

Kyuubi blinked twice, taking back by the words spoken to him. "Well that turned depressing real quick." He frowned.

"Now you understand why, you simply can't fall in love with me."

"Too late for that." The redhead mumbled under his breath. He then gasped when Itachi forcibly pulled him to his body yet again and looked down upon him with a smirk crept on his face. Kyuubi instinctively pouted seeing that smirk. "Oh gosh, please don't say it." He pressed his hands against the Uchiha chest, trying to pry away from the tight hold.

"Why? It doesn't even sound that bad."

"Yes, it does. It sounds so fucking weird."

"What about I phrase it in a different way?" Itachi shouted, way louder than necessarily as if he wanted the whole school to hear.

"Either way, it sounds so fucking gross!" He blushed immensely, still desperately trying to pull himself away while Itachi now tried to kiss him.

Itachi could be so embarrassing at times, but that was what drove Kyuubi to somehow fall in love when he was not supposed to. Itachi was playful, funny and he only acted this way towards him which made Kyuubi feel incredibly special. He knew the real Itachi and lived for that smile that the Uchiha rarely showed. That smile that made his eyes crinkle in the cutest way and his dimples prominent, Kyuubi could not help but smile back knowing he was the cause of that breath taking smile. He was actually happy Itachi rarely smiled, because he felt that that special smile belonged to him and him only.

"Come on, then you say it."

"No!" Kyuubi protested. "It's so unnatural and so cliché." He tilted his face from Itachi's puckered lips, his hands shoved against the Uchiha's face.

"Four simple words! That's all you have to say." Itachi playfully urged, a devious smirk drawn on his face as his fingers began to dance over the Uzumaki's exposed stomach, erupting small adorable giggles from the redhead.

"Stop!" Kyuubi let out breathless laughs, now bent over trying to calm his laughter yet failing as Itachi hands wouldn't leave his body.

"What do we have here?" Both teens' heads shot up at the sudden intruding voice to meet the stern gaze of one of the school aids. Her stance was firm as she watched the two bodies sternly, arms crossed over her chest.

Kyuubi bit his lip nervously, involuntary leaning into his senior boyfriend for some sort of escape due to the fact that he was a mere sophomore. "I hate you so much." He whispered lowly for only Itachi ears.

The middle aged woman sighed, making a hasty turn while gesturing with her index finger for the duo to follow her.

Kyuubi sniffled as his hand found its way to his cheeks, wiping some stray tears away. "That asshole! I ended up with suspension while he got off with a warning because of his stupid family title." He laughed stupidly. "You really liked him mom and you would not stop talking about how cute he was and I always use to scream because it was so fucking awkward." He smiled happily, reminiscing in the old memories.

"And daddy would get all upset because he use to worry about the neighbors and then you swore for the first time and I couldn't stop laughing for like hours and Dad got even madder. You said "Fuck the neighbors, my son is dating an Uchiha." He began to laugh and cry at the same time, if possible. "Mom, you were such a child and I loved you for that and even dad had his playful moments."

"I love you guys so much. You meant everything to me and Naruto. Why did you leave us so early." He was full out sobbing now, tears dripping rapidly from his face yet he still found a way to laugh his pain away.

"And Jay, I wish you two could've met him. It's amazing how much he resembles his father. Same hair, same features but his eyes are a lighter shade of brown almost chocolate colored. They're so beautiful." Kyuubi had calmed down a little now as he leaned down onto the soft grass blanketed floor beneath him, his head shifted towards the moving clouds. "He has his moments but that aside, he's such an angel and so sweet. You both would've loved him so much." He grinned at his last words, staring at the two tombstones before him layered with beautiful flowers with yearning hope.

A wave of dizziness blurred his vision momentarily and he hissed in pain, grabbing a hold of his head. "This headache."

Menma fish-mouthed, utterly lost for words. "I'm sorry, what?!"

The smaller blonde nervously grinned, not knowing what else to do at the moment. He had spoken too soon without much thoughts to his words. "Okay, let me explain before you start– "

Slightly cold hands reached out to his forehead, cautiously examining the temperature as if checking for a fever. "Are you sick? Maybe you're not feeling too well?"

Naruto angrily jerked his head away, not at all entertained by Menma's joke. "I'm serious, this isn't funny." He hated when he was dead serious about something but others only made light of the situation.

"I'm sorry but you do sound really funny right now. I mean for God's sake Naruto, you want me to take your virginity so you can be a fucking prostitute!"

Naruto threw his hands up in exasperation. "Yeah, let's just scream it out to the whole world!"

"I'm only doing this because I care about you, Naruto!"

"And what about Kyuu, who cares about him other than me?"

"I do." A sudden voice interjected.

The disguise had proven to be quite effective after all. From the moment they stepped out of the limo, everything breezed through smoothly. Not a single peering eye within the lobby recognized them. Though occasionally they did receive some questionable looks due to their elegant wears and numerous security guards along with their assistants. It was sensible for that sort of attention, after all not every day did an average person dress in thousand dollar attires and have securities surrounding them.

The Uchiha's now settled, logged around their abnormally expensive, luxurious suite which took up the entire highest floor within the highly populated hotel. Furnished with fine décor and riches, it was up to their expectations maybe even more. Because they were used to such luxury, they were not fazed whatsoever by the wonderful view they received of the city below from the glass outer exterior, nor the specific details that seemed to fit each of their personality. It was the same old treatment for them, nothing too surprising about it.

Understandably a little jet lagged from his long flight, Sasuke lounged over the sumptuous white Italian sofa that complemented the ruby carpeted floor wonderfully, his eyes gazed upon the beautiful blue painted sky. "You think he left, brother?" he belatedly questions.

"I wouldn't be surprised if he did leave. Itachi is a man who does whatever he pleases. You cannot convince him to do something he doesn't have interest in." Kagami sat across from his brother, legs crossed elegantly over one another, a glass of champagne in his hand.

"About the business brother, I was thinking perhaps-"

"Pardon, Sasuke." Kagami politely excused as he brought his phone to his ear. "My beloved." He answered. Sasuke immediately smirks, obvious as to who was on the other line. ''I'm well, angel and you?"

"Ah! Oh Kagami Yes!" Sasuke sexually moaned, in a high pitched voice mimicking one of a females.

The eldest Uchiha immediately stood up and hastily strode away from his obnoxious little brother. "Yes, that was the one and only, Sasuke. No we just arrived moments ago." He spoke into the phone to his beautiful wife.

Breaking from his laughter, Sasuke settled his eyes to the hallway, the sound of footsteps prominent to his ears and he patiently waits for a body to come in view. He then scoffs when Itachi appear in sight, a beautiful maiden by his side. ''Well well, you were right after all, Reira."

"I told you, Sasuke. Itachi wouldn't dare leave me." The beautifully tall, thin young woman commented, her piercing hazel eyes watching Itachi for any sort of reaction to her words.

In return, Itachi merely smirked and let out a low chuckle. "Reira, you talk too much. Be a good girl and show Shisui to my room?" He kindly requested.

"Of course. Come Shisui, let's go." She thoughtfully grabbed some luggage from the man and starts towards the room, her long flowing lavender blue curls lively bouncing off her back as she quickened her pace. She had a vibrant personality and her dyed hair showed that aspect of her perfectly. Her natural pink blushed cheeks eminent on her fair skin tone, her heart shaped lips soft with a thin coat of lip gloss applied to them.

Reira was very soft spoken, spontaneous and an amazing friend to the Uchiha's but had a closer bond to Itachi due to the fact that they were modeling partners at times.

"So what made you decide to stay? It was obvious you were set upon leaving from the beginning." Sasuke's eyes trail away from his cellphone to his brother.

Itachi yawned softly, brushing his soft hair from his face as he sat on the edge of the couch. "There's something I need to take care of." He wasn't planning on telling Sasuke about his encounter with Kyuubi yet, seeing as Sasuke was impulsive and quick to act without a moment's thought of the consequences, it would cause unnecessary problems for him.

"And what will that be?" Sasuke inquires.

"Lina is pregnant." Their eyes shot up at their brother who stood behind them, his face full of several emotions. Excitement… Fear… Happiness… ''I'm going to be a father." He repeats to himself for the tenth time.

"Well congratulations brother." Sasuke flatly praised, a soft smile on his face.

Kagami laughed lowly, his excitement taking over. "I'm going to be a father." He whispers to himself.

"The first to wed and now a child. You might as well resign and stay home and take care of some kid. Congratulations brother, your life is practically over." Itachi coldheartedly states.

The older Uchiha had expected this. Itachi distinctly made it known his strong dislike for children. "Itachi, if you're not careful with your words, you may not be granted kids one day."

"Yes and he'll be the only fifty year old vampire living at home with fifty bats." Sasuke added.

"That would be a pleasure. Kids are of no use to me." Itachi harshly assured. He stood up walking past his brother to who knows where.

''Yet, you still believe he's human." Sasuke mumbled.

"At least he stayed." Hearing footsteps near him, the Uchiha turned to see a smiling Reira beside him.

''Hey Kaji, what's up?" She gave him a small embrace before setting herself onto the couch near Sasuke.

"Lina is pregnant." Kagami announce once more.

An ear piercing scream filled the room causing both Uchihas and probably everybody in the hotel to cringe. She stood up, pulling Sasuke up with her and began jumping in excitement. "Lina is pregnant, Sasuke can you believe that?!"

"Yes, now please let go off me!" Sasuke retorted and pulled his hands away. He wasn't a big fan of loud noises especially screams.

"Ugh, you're no fun!" She yelped once more with excitement before finally quieting down and erupted into a fit of small giggles already planning names and baby showers.

Blonde hair tied in a messy bun, her back leaned against the wall, Yugito watched the two teens before her sternly, receiving absolute shock and dismay stares in return.

How long had she been standing there?

"I do." The blonde woman repeated, her arm crossed over her chest. "I care for your brother. It's not just you, Naruto."

"How long…" Naruto trailed off.

"Long enough." Her eyes narrowed at the blonde and she sighed. "What's this talk about you becoming a prostitute? Seeing as you're freely speaking of it must mean Kyuubi is not here?"

"No, he went out somewhere I'm not sure." Naruto quietly responded.

"You're only seventeen. Focus on school and stop worrying about things that doesn't concern you." She pulled her body from the door and makes her way to the blonde but Naruto stepped back.

"Who are you to walk up in my house and tell me what I can and cannot concern myself with? You don't even understand my situation and… and my brother does concern me. God, you all just don't understand anything." His voice cracked lowly as he began to quietly cry. Yugito took a step forward but halted when Naruto vigorously shook his head. "No, don't come near me. Just get out my house!" He angrily shouted, tears fell down his whiskered cheeks.

"Are you done yet?" The blonde didn't reply as he sucked in a deep breath and wiped his teary cheeks. Yugito took another careful step and when Naruto didn't flinch away, she enveloped him into a warm caring hug as she laid his head on her chest.

"I'm sorry. I can be a little too harsh with my words." She apologized. "What I simply meant to say is that we all care about Kyuubi and we all hate the type of work he does but you doing the same thing he does is not going to stop or prove anything. Just know Kyuubi does this because of you and Jay and he only wants what's best for you both. He's not going to do this job for the rest of his life. Maybe after you go to college and get on your own two feet, he'll eventually stop. So just think, after maybe a year, he'll finally be done. Okay?" She tries to reasons.

Naruto simply nodded before he pulled away and went to embrace the one person he can seek refuge from.

"You're okay?" Menma softly asked, his arms wrapped protectively around the smaller blonde in his hold.

"Yeah, just hold me."

"I always do."

Yugito smirked at her brother, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. Menma shot her a warning glare and the woman held her hands up in surrender, quietly exiting the apartment.

"I love you."

"More." Naruto whispered back.

If only he knew the hidden message behind Menma's words.

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