Disclaimer: the act of disclaiming; the renouncing, repudiating, or denying of a claim. E.g. I don't own Naruto.
Summary: "Uchiha's do not grieve. They do not mourn. They move on. So move on. Find someone who can care for your son with you." When Sasuke said this to his brother, he didn't have his best friend in mind.
Pairings: ItaNaru
Warnings: YAOI, boyXboy, lemon, swearing etc.
Other: 'Thinking' Writing, Flashback/Dream
Moving On
By Tanuki-Mara
Beta'd by Imperial Mint.
Dedicated to Brera Sterne
Naruto whistled cheerfully as he headed downstairs to make himself dinner. Shisui was fast asleep, leaving Naruto free for the rest of the evening. The blond had, of course, attended dinner with Sasuke, Shisui and Itachi, but he had been focused on making sure Shisui ate all his food, not just the meat, to eat himself. Also, he hadn't liked the meal prepared.
Pushing open the swinging door, Naruto's tune became perkier. He was in the mood for some nice, hot, delicious-
"Ramen!"
Naruto grinned as he bounced into the kitchen, but it soon faded to be replaced with an embarrassed blush as he saw the other amused occupant.
Itachi rarely visited the kitchen.
"Oh, er, hi," Naruto rubbed the back of his head awkwardly as he shuffled from foot to foot. "I, uh, didn't know you were in here."
"Obviously," Itachi spun back to the stove, stirring something. "The ramen's almost ready."
Naruto's eyes lit up as he sunk into a seat at the table. His nose recognized the delicious smell now. But-
"Why?" Naruto asked as Itachi set it down in front of him before sliding into a seat next to the blond. "I mean, there's instant ramen in the cupboard…"
"You work so hard," Itachi's voice was a soft murmur as the blond began to eat, making surprised sounds of pleasure at the taste. "You deserve it."
"I 'et ayd frr at!" Naruto exclaimed. Itachi raised an eyebrow and Naruto flushed. He swallowed quickly before laughing slightly, "I said, 'I get paid for that.'"
Itachi smiled softly, leaning slightly closer to the blond, invading his personal space.
"Well then," Itachi's voice was a soft caress, sending shivers down Naruto's spine and making him gravitate towards Itachi. "It's my own selfish desire to see your beautiful smile."
With a soft splosh, the noodles that were halfway into Naruto's mouth slid back down into the bowl. Naruto's wide eyes locked onto Itachi's as his mouth gaped like a fish. Itachi knew Sasuke had told him to leave it at something simple, but the blond was sitting there, his mouth opened with his beautiful wide eyes looking up at him, and Itachi couldn't resist doing something more.
"You have some broth on your face,"
Before Naruto could react to the words, Itachi was moving closer and closer to him. His mouth was about to crash onto Naruto's, bringing with it Itachi's delicious taste…Naruto was sure it would be delicious. His firm lips would push against Naruto's, before his tongue slid out to plunder Naruto's mouth…
Naruto's little fantasy was shattered when Itachi passed his mouth, but then reignited as a tongue swiped out to run along his chin. The wet muscle moved along his skin, leaving a trail of fire. Naruto's eyes slid closed slowly as Itachi's tongue moved up before tracing the edge of Naruto's lip.
And then he was gone.
By the time Naruto's brain pushed out of its haze and his eyes slid open, Itachi was at the sink, setting his bowl down. Itachi turned back to the blond, a soft smile still playing over his features.
"Ramen is not to my tastes," he murmured as he crossed to the door, "But as long as you enjoy it…"
Itachi left with a slight smirk as Naruto's wide eyes followed him before the door cut off the view. As Itachi returned to his study, he couldn't help but remember the slightly salty taste of the blond's skin with a soft sigh of desire.
He wantedNaruto. There was no other way around it. He wanted the blond with every fibre of his being.
And Itachi would have him.
…If only Naruto knew that. It would make things so much easier.
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A blond head poked out of the nursery, scanning the hallway both ways before a slender body followed it out. Behind Naruto, Shisui slipped out as silently as his carer. Shisui had no idea that Naruto was hiding from Itachi, he thought it was a fantastic new game Naruto had thought up called 'Ninja.' It involved being very quiet and sneaking so they wouldn't get caught and disappoint the 'ninja village.'
Shisui bit back a giggle. Since he was around Naruto his 'Uchiha' had slipped entirely. He only ever got silly around the blond. Slowing down as they reached Itachi's study, Naruto peeked around the corner into the room. Itachi was at his desk, phone in hand as he tapped away at his computer.
Naruto dashed past the door, Shisui scurrying after him. Naruto took Shisui's hand and they both hurried around the corner.
Only to run straight into Sasuke.
"What the-" Sasuke's eyes narrowed as Naruto bounced off of him. "Dobe! What the hel- heck are you doing?!"
"Shh!" Shisui looked up at his uncle with wide eyes as he pressed a finger to his lips.
"We're ninjas!"
"Yeah, Uncle Sasuke!" Naruto chirped as he 'subtly' herded Sasuke down the hall away from Itachi's office by means of force. "Come be ninja's with us!"
"No," Sasuke moved to step around Naruto but the blond practically leapt on him.
"Don't abandon me!" Naruto cried dramatically, as he hugged the unimpressed Sasuke.
"You can't leave!"
"Yeah!" Shisui chimed in. Naruto continued to rage, getting caught up in the moment.
"You belong with us!"
"With us!"
"You're abandoning the village!"
"The village!"
"You're like a brother to me!"
A smirk flittered onto Sasuke's face at those words, stopping Shisui's echo. His Uchiha-ness took over, causing him to fall silent at the superior Uchiha display.
"A brother?" Sasuke repeated. "Don't you mean brother-in-law?"
Naruto's tan face turned scarlet and he opened his mouth to scream in reply, but a cool collected voice floated down the corridor to cut him off.
"Naruto? Is that you?"
"Daddy!" Shisui chirped. Naruto 'eeped' before snatching up Shisui's hand and making a mad dash down the corridor. As they vanished around the corner, the smirk on Sasuke's face grew.
Naruto was almost hooked, line and sinker.
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Naruto slipped back into the entrance hall, hoping he had made it back before Shisui finished his nap. He had slipped out to collect some more instant ramen and other items while Itachi was sitting with Shisui. He had to get out. Itachi was an incredibly stunning man with his long raven hair, pale features and deep eyes, yet as a father he was even more breathtaking. Sitting with Shisui between his legs, talking softly to the boy, Itachi and Shisui made an incredible picture. Shisui had reverted back to his mature Uchiha state, his eyes bright with utter devotion and worship as he watched his father.
The soft pitter-patter of feet signalled the arrival of Shisui; obviously the boy had been waiting for him in the living room, which made Naruto feel slightly guilty. The child threw himself at Naruto's legs, clutching them tight.
"Mama!"
Naruto froze completely before reaching down to stiffly ruffle Shisui's hair. Shisui looked up at him with wide eyes, obviously sensing something wrong with Naruto. Wanting to reassure the child, Naruto reached down and scooped him up, holding him tight. Shisui clung onto him tightly with a wide smile.
"I missed you, Mama," Shisui confessed. Naruto's heart softened and he cuddled him close.
"Me too," Naruto murmured. He caught Shisui's eye and tried a smile. "But, who told you to call me Mama?"
In an instant Shisui's Uchiha Mask was back up. Obviously he thought Naruto was mad.
"Why?" he asked, his voice flat, "Don't you like it?"
Naruto crushed the boy into a tighter hug, stroking his hair.
"Of course I do!" he whispered in a love-laden voice. His heart had leapt when the words had fallen from Shisui's lips, despite the fact that the boy was viewing him as a female. "I want to thank whoever suggested it!"
"Yay!" Shisui chirped as he hugged Naruto tight, his bad mood gone. Manipulative little bastard. "Daddy suggested it!"
Naruto gritted his teeth while smiling at the child.
"How thoughtful of 'Daddy,'"
"Mmhm," Shisui clapped his hands slightly. "Can I go watch TV?"
"Of course," Naruto distractedly set the boy on the ground. "Not too loud."
Naruto watched as Shisui dashed into the living room and switched on the TV, sitting on the couch next to his surprised Uncle who stared down at his nephew before returning to his book.
Once Shisui was settled, Naruto stalked off in the direction of a certain Uchiha's study.
'Mama' and 'Daddy' needed to have a nice 'family' chat.
Ta-Da. There you go, have a chapter.