Holiday/Challenge: Valentine's Challenge - 6th "Entry" - February 11th/12th, 2011
Theme: Homophobia in the Uchiha Clan
Couple(s): SasuNaru and KisaIta (Hint of MadaZet)
Warnings/Info: Yaoi. OOC-ness. (Based off Entry 2/Chapter 1) The real reason for the massacre. -wink, wink- This is mostly humorous.
TIME FOR THE CHALLENGE TO BEGIN AGAIN! I appreciate everyone's love and support.
Itachi and Sasuke sighed, shuffling inside to their father's call. No doubt it was time for another 'Uchihas are almighty' lecture. Their father sat at the table as his wife served tea, smiling as her sons entered. Only Sasuke returned it. Itachi remained expressionless, not even reaching for his tea.
"How was your day today, Itachi?" He inquired, ignoring his younger son.
"Hn." He shrugged, recalling the mission he had been assigned and would be going on the next day. "... I have a mission in the Hidden Mist with Shisui..."
"I see... What else?"
"I'm sorry, father. I cannot release the details yet." He lied, glancing at Sasuke. "I'll be leaving first thing in the morning."
–
The next day, Shisui and Itachi arrived at the edge to the Mist Village, alone. They had plans to stay in an inn whilst gathering information. Itachi decided to take the first shift but Shisui stopped him at the door.
"Itachi, what's been going on with you?" He inquired, suspicion obvious in his tone. "You've been getting more distant."
"Hn... I'd trust you to notice... Shisui." Itachi blinked.
"You should trust me, Itachi." He gave a sad smile. "I love you."
"I love you too, brother." He replied, hiding his sigh. "I'll be back sometime in the morning. Try to stay out of trouble."
"'Kay!" He grinned and returned to the bed, winking at Itachi. "I'll be waiting."
Itachi strolled the streets with indifference. He barely registered that he had entered a bad part of town. He bumped into a large man and cursed his carelessness. Then he realized the man he had run into had blue skin and a large sword on his back. His Mist headband had been scratched as well. The shark-like man eyed Itachi for a moment then grinned sharply, revealing his teeth.
"You look like you could use a drink, kid."
"I am underage." He replied coolly.
"Pft. So? Come on, I know the perfect bar that doesn't give two shits." He placed his large blue hand on his shoulder.
"Hn... Why should I go with you?" His eyes narrowed in suspicion.
"You look too uptight for your own good and the best cure is a cold beer." He started to lead Itachi to a bar and the younger gave no protest, deciding to go with the flow.
One bottle of sake later, Itachi's face was beet red and he released an occasional hiccup. Kisame, the man that had brought him to the bar, watched with amusement, already on his fifth bottle. He could hold his liquor, unlike the lightweight Uchiha whom began to rant about his family and spilled the beans on their plot to take over the Leaf village. Although Kisame could hold his liquor, he would more than likely forget this later. He sympathized with the Uchiha and ordered another round.
By the third bottle, Itachi was out cold and Kisame paid the bill before carrying Itachi back to his temporary residence. He dropped the boy on his bed and began to take off his clothes, climbing in next to him. At this point, Itachi had begun to awake, blinking furiously to clear the blurred vision. He mumbled something and began to rub his eyes.
"Heh. You're kinda cute kid." Itachi felt his face heat when he realized the position the two were in.
"The fuck?" He grumbled, narrowing his eyes. "What're yoo doin in meh bed?" He slurred.
"Damn... you're totally shitfaced." Kisame laughed. "Although, it's nice when you're not all depressed."
"I dunno who yoo are..." Itachi replied. "But I liek yer color."
"My skin?" He grinned, "Really?"
"Shit man... after I'm done with my clan... what'll I do? Dunno if I can even do it... Fucking sauce gay... He'll hate me." He started to sniffle. "I don' wanna be hated..."
"Well I don't hate you." Kisame winked, sending an odd shiver down Itachi's spine.
"I don' hate joo ether." He lay closer to the shark, sighing in content. "Warm."
"Uh... Kid?"
"Shhhhhhhh. Sleep."
"... If you insist..." Kisame grinned, hiding a snicker as he pulled the unconscious boy closer.
–
The next morning, Shisui wandered around, searching out his friend's chakra signature. It was faint and he was sick with worry. The worry increased when the signal led him to a rundown hut by the river. He worried his partner had been tortured and rushed in. He continued down the hall to the bedroom and kicked the door open. The two hungover males growled at the loud noise and the blanket was pulled further over their heads.
"Fuck off." Itachi grumbled.
"Turn off the lights..." Kisame yawned and sat up, Itachi coming up with him as he was clinging to his torso.
"I-I-I-ITACHI?" Shisui took a massive leap back, recoiling in disgust. "What the hell are you doing sleeping with another man!"
"Is this your boyfriend, kid?" Kisame inquired sleepily, looking down as the Uchiha tried once again to clear his fog.
"No... it's my partner... ish..." He yawned. "Do you have to be so loud? My head hurts."
"Itachi, I demand an explanation. Now." Shisui snapped.
"Hang on... let me find my... Kisame... where'd you put my pants?" Itachi rolled out of the bed, showing him to be wearing nothing but his shirt and boxers.
"I dunno. I think they fell off in the hallway." Kisame screwed his face up in thought.
"Fuck... My head is killing me. If we ever meet again, remind me to kill you." Itachi sighed, pulling his pants off a dresser.
"See ya later, Weasel." Kisame grinned as his new 'friend' followed Shisui outside.
The trip back to Konoha was silent, their mission forgotten. In fact, it was not even an official mission. Itachi had convinced his closest friend to accompany him on a secret 'mission'. It was in order to lure him out, of course, and kill him. The Mangekyo would come in handy should he choose to carry through with the secret mission. He stopped when Shisui stopped, just outside the village.
"Itachi, I'll have to tell your father." He frowned.
"What?" Itachi tilted his head.
"You know that homosexuality is forbidden in the clan." Shisui replied harshly.
"Homo—what? Just because I was hammered and shared a bed with some guy, I'm automatically gay?" Itachi scowled.
"I can't believe you lied about a mission just so you could have a good time with your boyfriend, fag." Shisui ranted. "I thought you just wanted to spend time with me and tell me what was on your mind."
"... And you're calling me gay..." Itachi murmured, sighing. "You leave me no choice. If you really want to lie to my father, I'll have to stop you."
"What? I-Itachi? W-What's with that look? Ita-agh!"
–
Days after Itachi had killed Shisui and obtained the next level of Sharingan, he was patrolling outside the village. His father and the rest of the clan were growing suspicious so Itachi had no choice but to carry through with his assassination. He had been distancing himself from everyone, even his brother. Yet, although he had doubts and regrets already. He knew for sure that he would not be able to kill his beloved baby brother, maybe not his mom either. His father's death and how he would feel about killing him was debatable. He sighed heavily, wishing he could go and get hammered again—it had been quite stress-relieving.
He wondered if his blue-skinned drinking buddy was still at the village. He doubted it since he was clearly a rogue. He sighed heavily once more then saw a flash of blue. He tensed and reached for his weapons. A man with Uchiha features appeared, eying Itachi in interest. The younger Uchiha could see two other figures looming just behind him. He recognized Kisame's form and relaxed very slightly.
"You... are Madara, aren't you?" Itachi had recalled his studies of the Uchiha clan's past glory. "What do you want?"
"To help. Kisame has informed me of your dilemma. I see you already have obtained the Mangekyo. And so young..." He continued to look over Itachi. "Tell me, what was the deciding factor to killing your best friend..." He glanced at the other figure.
"It was a boy name Shisui, Madara." The man spoke with two voices.
"Thank you, Zetsu." He dipped his head and smiled before returning attention to Itachi. "Well?"
"... He was going to tell father I slept with that guy." He nodded towards Kisame and Madara seemed surprised, also looking to the blushing shark.
"Zetsu informed me that you two just had a drink and shared a bed..."
"We did." Kisame replied hastily.
"Not like you... You usually ravage your 'prey'." The other man, Zetsu snickered. "Then we get to eat them."
"Zetsu-"
"Calm down, Kisame." Madara approached Itachi. "So, why would it be a problem for your father to hear such a thing?"
"You're an Uchiha." He scoffed. "You should know it's because they're extreme homophobes."
"Hm. I am an Uchiha, but I also have a male lover. They have something against their founder then?" He scowled. "Damn them to hell..." He motioned for Kisame to step up. "I will help you take care of your clan and Kisame will help take care of you until I return tomorrow."
"You look like you could use another drink..." Kisame mused once his companions had left.
– Half a bottle of Sake (for Itachi) Later... –
"Guh. It won't be good if I go home hammered..." He grumbled.
"Then don' go home." Kisame replied with his sharp smile. "Stay in an inn with me, babe."
"'Babe'?" Itachi rose a brow in question. "Hn... I'd prefer angel."
"What kind of angel?" Kisame played along, smiling oddly.
"An angel of death..." He replied before downing the rest of his—and Kisame's—sake.
"I like it." He murmured in Itachi's ear, making him shudder.
"... I'm underage..." He replied, scooting closer to Kisame on the bench just outside the Uchiha's complex.
"Well, we already got the alcohol... I know you're under... age..." As he was speaking Itachi got to his feet, straddling the shark's lap. "Oh..." He grinned, placing a large blue hand on the back of his head. "Then we just won't go too far." He breathed, sloppily kissing the younger.
Itachi had never kissed before so he returned it, just as sloppily. He put his arms around Kisame's neck and Kisame put an arm around his waist. Nearby, Itachi's father was leaving the police building. He decided to do one last patrol outside their estate. That is when he saw another man's arms around his son, their lips doing something only a man and woman should do (in his opinion;)).
"Itachi!" He exclaimed, anger radiating off him in waves.
"Shit." Itachi cursed and sprang away from Kisame whom vanished in a cloud of smoke. "Father..."
"Go home. Now." He seethed, pointing to their 'mansion'. "You are in for some hard punishment."
The only hard punishment Itachi had at the moment was a hard-on. He trudged back home, feeling his father's eyes boring into his back. He saw Sasuke in the kitchen, helping their mother with dinner. Their waves and smiles stopped when they saw the males' serious expressions. Their mother ushered Sasuke out of the room and was about to question their expressions when Itachi's father slapped him.
"Dear?" Her eyes went wide while Itachi's fists clenched.
"Itachi, you filth... You of all people should know the rules." He snarled.
"Your rules are 'bullshit'." Itachi drawled, using the term Kisame had given him after he explained their rules.
"Why you ungrateful-" He rose his hand but his wife stopped him, demanding to know what this was about. "He was with a man." He replied through clenched teeth. "Kissing the freak."
"He isn't a freak!" Itachi snapped defensively then froze when he saw both of their eyes narrow. "... I... apologize. I'm just drunk and I was curious." He could tell Sasuke was listening. "I had never been kissed before and he forced himself on me. It won't happen again."
"It better not or I will kill you." His father growled.
"No, we can't kill him." His wife frowned, "But we will disown you... if it happens again. You understand, Itachi?" Itachi's throat was tight and he felt a swarm of emotions; hate, disbelief, hurt, and so on.
"Yes..."
Sasuke had left before Itachi had been threatened. He went to his younger brother's room after his parents had sent him away with the punishment of no meal until tomorrow's dinner. A dinner befitting Death.
"Big brother." Sasuke greeted his brother, still trying to figure out what the three had been discussing—it was obvious perfect Itachi had done something to anger their father again but he did not understand what.
"Sasuke... Tomorrow, how about you practice more with your shuriken after school? If you return just before dinner time, I'll show you a new technique."
"Really?" He brightened, the early tension broken.
"Yes." He lied. "I promise." Fingers crossed.
–
The next day, Itachi walked with Sasuke to the academy. On his return home, he met Madara in a disguise and they began to plot. The clan was slaughtered and Itachi had reveled in his parents deaths until he heard Sasuke. It went as planned and he met with Kisame just outside the village. The shark smiled sympathetically and crushed him in a hug, letting him cry himself to sleep.
– Years later... –
"Lord Hokage, I was wondering if you'd like to go for a stroll with me. Are you free?" A raven-haired man asked the Hokage.
"I'd love to, teme." The blond grinned, creating a doppelganger to take his place at the Hokage seat.
"Good, dobe." He teased, kissing the boy's whisker markings.
The easily sneaked out and into the surrounding forest, hand in hand. Nearby, two others were walking, pale hand in blue hand. The raven's hair was down and they wore casual clothes, a large sword on the taller male's back.
"I'm almost disappointed that the Akatsuki fell apart so quickly..." The blue man was saying.
"Hn... It's not surprising since all of us turned out to be gay with our partners... Even Madara quit to spend more time with Zetsu. And it was his organization."
"I'm still doubting whether or not Pain was really straight."
"He isn't. Hidan said Leader tried to rape him."
"Ah. So that's why Kakuzu gutted him..." He paused. "What happened to Konan?"
"Hn." The raven shrugged and then froze as he came face-to-face with another raven-haired boy.
"... Brother." They returned, both gripping their lovers' hands tighter.
"S'up, Jinchuuriki?" Kisame greeted the blond.
"Nothing much, Kisame." He returned with a goofy grin. "You hear about the ceremony?"
"That's why we're here, Naruto." Kisame's partner eyed the Jinchuuriki and then examined his brother. "I want you to take good care of my brother."
"I know!" He whined having been told this many times.
"I want to thank you two..." The younger Uchiha smiled. "If you two had not met then Itachi would not have killed our clan and I would not be getting married to my handsome fiancé."
"Hn." Itachi smiled. "Thank you for forgiving me."
"I haven't." Sasuke huffed, confusing the other three. "You still need to show me that 'new technique'."
"Oh..." Itachi smirked, a slight blush ruining the effect. "All you have to do is give a little nip every now and then. Gets me every time." He winked at Kisame. "Right, my sex shark?"
Lawl... done. It's a shame I don't have much time to make my Valentine's day oneshots. I only have the two day weekend this time rather than a four-day weekend.
Hopefully I can make at least three though, including this one.