Summary: Naruto had a rough, tedious past. From being mistreated in orphanages, living on the streets, and becoming an exotic dancer. But what happens when someone shows up at his door talking about an arranged marriage with the famed Uchiha Itachi? Can Naruto survive living up the the Uchiha standards and dealing with a dry, empty marriage? Or will he put it behind him and go "far"? Modern AU
Warning: Shonen-ai and yaoi. This story contains sexual situations, coarse language, guns, violence and abuse. So beware...
Categories: Romance (eventual), Humor and Angst.
Rating: M
I don't Naruto or Naruto Shippuden, Masashi Kishimoto does. But if I did, Sasuke's bitch ass would have never left a gem like Naru-chan, and Danzo would've died the first episode.
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Kurai taiyō no hikari
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Chapter Nine: Naruto's Curve Game is Strong
Recap:
Itachi got up and carried his unconscious husband bridal style as he walked out of the party, completely disregarding the phones recording him and the jaw-loose, aroused crowd he left behind.
Someone from the table finally spoke up. "Well damn. I wish it wasn't over." Shisui slowly said as he looked at the chair that his cousin was just sitting in.
Mikoto held her hand in front of Obito. Obito slapped it in a high five.
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Los Angeles, California
Monday: July 31, 2017 7:23 AM
A blonde woke up in his bedroom with his head pounding. He looked down to see that he was still wearing the clothes from the party.
He blinked his eyes groggily as pushed himself out of the bed. The blond turned his head slowly to see a glass of water and two painkillers on the white nightstand.
Two palms collided together as Naruto looked at the ceiling with thankful eyes. 'Dear Kami, please bless whoever did this!'
The blond stopped praying to swallow the pills before chugging down the water thirstfully.
He took a long shower (because his mind was plaguing him of memories of the party) and put in his regular work clothes.
Boot clad feet walked out of the bedroom to make a quick breakfast.
Naruto stopped in the doorway of the kitchen to see a long haired raven and his brother sitting on barstools. It was like they were waiting for something.
Naruto smiled at them with half-lidded eyes as he opened the refrigerator and peeked. "Yo." He said lazily, emanating his brother.
Itachi nodded while eating his cereal while Sasuke had a smirk forming his handsome features.
"Hn, dobe. Remembering anything?" The short haired raven was itching to embarrass his brother-in-law. It was payback for Naruto's teasing.
Naruto gave up on trying to find ramen and settled for a granola bar he found in the pantry. "Bits and pieces." He said vaguely as he ripped the wrapper open.
"So you don't remember your drunken performance?"
"The last thing I remember is getting on a table."
Sasuke's smirk expanded even more. It was almost psychotic. I, the author, am afraid.
"Are ya good?" The blond asked warily. "You got the smile of a damn sex offender. All creepy lookin'. I don't want any parts in that demonic shit." Naruto eyed him as he ate his bar.
Itachi choked on a lucky charm. Sometimes he can't deal with his husband. The things he says makes him crack up. Itachi Uchiha crack up? In what world? Naruto's world.
Sasuke glowered for a second at the insult, then smirked evilly. "So you don't recall giving my brother a lap dance?"
The blond stared at him blankly. "Ok and? I hope he enjoyed the free service. Normally, I'd get paid at least $200 for that." He said shamelessly.
Sasuke stared at his brother-in-law in disbelief. How could he just disregard that?
"Ya look sorta surprised. You do know that I was a 'performer' meaning that I am not shy. I don't get embarrassed about anything." The short blond said as he sipped his water. "But at least you tried." Naruto said in an encouraging voice.
The younger brother scowled. Sasuke crossed his arms childishly and walked out of the room.
Itachi sincerely doubted that. Everyone gets flustered about something. He need to find what made his husband tick. That would be the key to the blond's heart.
The blued eyed man pulled on his black vest and waved at the two in goodbye.
"Where do you think you're going?" The remaining raven raised an eyebrow.
Naruto returned the action. "Are ya my father now?" A tan hand rested in his hip sassily. "Ok Daddy Itachi," he leaned in closer to Itachi as he spoke in a baby voice, "Baby Naru-chan is gonna go to work and teach twerps how to defend themselves. Are ya satisfied papi?" He drawled out the word provocatively.
Itachi blushed at the name. For some reason it turned him on. He willed down the reddening of his cheeks. "You are not going alone."
Naruto drew back and put a hand on his chest dramatically. "Well I'll be damned!" He said in a country accent. "Ya make it sound like I ain't a 22 year old adult!"
The long haired raven looked at him with hard eyes. "Naruto. I don't want you having this job." He said with a stern, deep voice.
The blond sighed. "Itachi. You can't just waltz up in here and tell me what I can and cannot do. I understand that you have feelings for me and shit." He said in a defeated tone. "To be honest, I'm surprised that you have feelings at all. With your dry, bastardy self."
The raven ignored the insult and reached for tan hands. The blond saw this from a mile away and dodged the incoming touch. Dark eyebrows furrowed at the action.
The beautiful man walked towards the front door. He paused and stood in the doorway. Cerulean eyes clashed with onyx. "If you're so worried, then come with me. So ya better hurry up." He said as he exited the apartment. Those words got Itachi off of the stool in a flash.
The raven quickly tugged on the sleeves of his coat with grace. He pushed opened the front door to follow after his blond. Longs legs stepped towards the elevator as pale lips were slightly pointed upwards in a smile.
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7:42 AM
The sun still close to horizon as it shone light on the bright orange. The car was unusually silent. Normally, it would be blasting rap music so loud that it would shake the other cars on the road.
The blond paid attention to the road while Itachi looked out of the window. He tried to nudge his elbow onto his husband's, but the blond saw it out of the corner of his eye and move his arm off of the console.
Itachi finally gave up (for now) and decided to do his favorite hobby. Interrogate Naruto.
"Naruto."
The blond looked at his dark haired husband with drowsy eyes. His hangover was still affecting him. "Yes Daddy Itachi." He teased as glanced back at the road.
The man gave him a warning look. "Naruto, I do not understand why you have this organization. I don't want you to hurt yourself." He said with slight worry.
Naruto placed a tan hand over his heart, ready to start up his antics again. "Aww! Papi cares about lil ol' me. I thought he was-"
A large pale hand was placed over his mouth, muffling his noisiness. Itachi smirked in victory until he felt something wet glide across his palm. 'Did he seriously just lick me?' He looked his husband incredulously.
The blond wiggled his tongue at him mischievously, then slid a serious look on his face. "I created this organization so no ends up like me anymore. I want to help others fight for justice." He explained determinedly.
Itachi raised a perfectly arched eyebrow as he observed the bells hanging from the rearview mirror. "Help? Do you not want to fight for justice as well?"
Naruto decided to deflect the question as he made a turn to the next road. Itachi could see the tension in his arms. "So who's that Izumi chick? Seems like she's head over heels for you." The blond asked casually.
The raven glanced at the man, wondering why his husband wants to know about her. Dark eyes glinted with something unknown. "Why? Are you jealous?"
Naruto cackled loudly as he gripped the steering wheel tightly. "Fuck outta here, pretty boy! It's the other way around buddy! She wants to sit on your dick, not me, 'teba!" He replied through guffaws.
Itachi rest his cheek on his fist as he stared at the sunshine-blond. "Oh really. Then why did you deem it necessary to sit on my lap last night?" The raven drawled playfully.
The younger of the two glared at the man as he sucked his teeth. "It was necessary for my performance!" He huffed childishly as he foot pressed the brakes, slowing the vehicle to a stop in front of a red light.
The raven leaned closer to his husband as he leered at that gorgeous face. "Are you sure? It looked like you were enjoying it."
Naruto leaned away. "Ha! Says the one who was gripping on to my hips for dear life! Hell, I even have marks!" He exclaimed tauntingly as he passed through the green light.
'I would love to leave many more…' The Uchiha thought pervertedly.
The blond waved a hand in front of his face. "Oi, Papi Itachi! Would ya like to answer my question instead of lookin' ready to jump me?"
The raven's face became stoic. "Someone irrelevant." He said monotonously.
Naruto laughed. "Well damn. Ya might as well pull a Mariah Carey and say 'I don't know her'." He advised with a grin as he pulled up to the base.
Itachi had a small smile on his face. He enjoyed the twenty-two year old Naruto a lot more than the 17 year old Naruto. "Duly noted."
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7:51 AM
The blond led his husband to the door. A tan finger pressed against a touchscreen pad as it was scanned.
"Access granted." A robotic voice said cheerfully.
Naruto threw the door open and looked behind him to see Itachi looking confused.
The beautiful man smirked. "Government provided."
The raven nodded his head in understanding as he walked through the halls.
He followed the blond into a dark storage room full of boxes.
"Since you wanna be up my ass today, you can help me move all of these boxes to the dojo." He declared as he kicked a box towards the raven.
Itachi sighed as he got to work.
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8:57 AM
Itachi put the last box on the ground and observed his surroundings as he wiped sweat off of his forehead. The raven looked around the large dojo. It had foxes hand painted onto wall and was the size of an arena.
The blond was busy setting up tables for the contents of the boxes. When he was done, he pulled out his phone and pressed the microphone button.
He held it up to pink lips as he spoke. "Attention Akai Uzu! This is Naruto speaking. You will not be meeting at the field today. Instead, you will be gathering in the dojo in five minutes." His voice rang throughout the whole base. A tan finger pressed the power button of his phone and set the device on the table.
The blond turned to the raven. "Ya got martial arts in your 'Uchiha curriculum'?"
Itachi nodded.
"What type?"
"Karate." He said stoically.
Naruto pouted. "Y'all are boring." He leaned to the side. "But I guess I can test your skills while I wait." He suggested to himself as he charged at his husband.
Itachi immediately got in his stance when he saw the blond coming.
Naruto decided to test the raven with his favorite move: the spinning kick. Using his built up speed and agility, he rotated on his boot clad foot as he raised the other leg. The limb came at flying speeds towards Itachi, aiming at his throat.
The raven ducked down, barely dodging the harsh kick. His dark eyes saw that Naruto's back was turned to him. He took advantage of the vulnerability and took a large step forward, cocking back his fist to strike his husband's back.
Naruto was aware of his open back, and front flipped away from the incoming punch. He turned to Itachi to look at his eyes. They were excited. It was like he finally found someone at his level. The blond smirked.
Itachi had the same expression as he walked up to him with hidden glee. They both put a leg behind them as they stared at each other intensely. The raven threw a fist towards his chest with perfect accuracy. Blue eyes saw this and caught the fist quickly. He launched a tan fist towards Itachi's muscled abdomen. But his punch was caught as well.
The raven took that as his chance to get what he wanted. He pulled the blond's wrist as he leaned forward, ready to take his long awaited kiss.
Naruto went with the flow and leaned towards, inches away from Itachi's lips. Mouths were just about to collide until a shit-eating grin stretched across a tan face. Dark eyebrows furrowed at that expression, that face meant trouble.
A knee was swiftly raised, targeting the raven's most precious jewels. It unfortunately collided directly under his private parts. Pain shot everywhere throughout his body, especially his dick and abdomen.
Itachi grunted in agony as he fell to his knees, clutching his privates. Why was he so evil?
Naruto watched him go down like a submarine with complete satisfaction on his face.
By that time, everyone was already lined up and watching the interaction closely. They felt concern for that man on the ground, but didn't interfere. They knew better.
The blond turned to the crowd. "Don't mind him. That's just my husband." He drawled with a bored tone.
Everyone already knew who their leader was married to, so they just nodded.
Naruto turned to a table and sat on it. Blue eyes looked back at the crowd. "Since you all are at the peak of your training, there will be no drill today. I called you here to announce some things." He bellowed with a projected voice.
Itachi, who finally recovered, sat on the table next him. He was surprised at how the blond's voice could change like that. He sounded like a leader of a country with his authoritative tone.
He continued. "Because this group has become so advanced in short time, you will be going on missions one week from now. Congratulations." The blond paused to let the members cheer. Plumps lips twitched into a smile when he looked at the happy faces of his trainees.
Naruto's face became serious when the crowd calmed down. "There are few things that will need to happen when you are on these missions." He gazed at the crowd with hard eyes. "You all know that my identity is completely different to the outside world. Out there, I am a rebellious husband, the son of famous fashion designer and a former stripper. We do not need to raise suspicion, so you will call me by a different name when we are outside of the base. I will go by my old alias, Kyuubi." He asserted with closed eyes.
Many hands went up for a question.
"Yes, Omoi?"
The dark skinned male with white hair looked at him strangely. "That's the same name as a famous FBI officer. Why are you taking it?"
The blond smiled at him knowingly. "How can I take my own name? It belongs to me."
Gasps echoed throughout the dojo.
A golden eyebrow raised at them. "Seriously? Y'all thought I was just some random dude teaching you shit? I made this organization. I am Kyuubi no Kitsune. Y'all need to do your research." Naruto sighed with disappointment.
Itachi snorted at that remark. 'How can they do research on you when your files are hidden delete themselves, Naruto?'
Naruto looked at the last remaining hand. "Yes, Fuu?"
The mint haired woman looked confused. "What's the point of having a cover name if you are already recognizable?"
"That's my next point." The blond stated as he jumped off the table to grab a box. He lifted the heavy object onto the table. Tan hands lifted the cardboard flaps and grabbed a black cloth.
"All of you will have uniforms." He said as he tied the cloth over the lower portion of his face. It was a black bandana with little red swirls everywhere. The blond took another black object from the box and pulled it over his spiky locks. It was a beanie with the trademark red swirl in the front. "You are concealing your face."
Naruto pulled out two more pieces of clothing. He held both of them up, showing them to the crowd. It was a black sweater with flames licking the sides of the sleeves and black cargo pants.
The blond grinned at the excited trainees. "Pretty badass, huh? I designed them myself, -ttebayo!"
Everyone smiled at his happiness.
"I have a different one, of course. You will need to distinguish me from the rest of you. Mine is the red version of this, so it's not hard to miss."
He inhaled deeply, preparing his sergeant voice. "Line one, pick your size!"
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3:16 PM
Naruto sat at his mahogany desk typing on his laptop. He went files his old boss, Shikaku, sent him. Shikaku was still good friends with him to this day. Blue eyes read through the documents, ignoring the breath he felt on the back of his neck.
It included information about low-threat gangs and the moves of the bigger ones. He felt another wave of air breeze against his skin. The blond turned around and snapped.
He saw Itachi hovering over him reading the documents also. "Can ya cut that shit out?! Ya fuckin' creep!" Naruto spat in annoyance.
The raven just glanced at him. "Or what?" He was interested in what the blond would threaten him with this time. He always seemed to have very… colorful warnings.
Naruto glared at him as he pointed to his foot. "Or you can catch this foot up your funky ass! How 'bout that?" The blond threatened vulgarly.
Itachi looked down at his irritated husband with unhidden amusement. The blond always brought out his emotions, and he wanted to let him know that he appreciated it. He cupped the whiskered cheeks and began moving forwards, he wanted a taste of those succulent lips.
"Not today, Satan!" Naruto took the pale hands off of his face and slapped them across his husband's face. The raven stepped back from the force of the hit. "Ya know, I think you are masochistic." The blond pondered as he tapped his chin. "I think you need Kami. And Jesus. Hell, all of the gods for your weird ass."
Itachi chuckled.
The blond looked at him like he lost his mind. "You can laugh? I thought you were emotionally constipated…" He teased Itachi playfully.
The raven scowled at him.
Naruto cackled.
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10:26 PM
The day was drawing to a close. It consisted of Naruto teasing and avoiding Itachi's advances. Itachi attempted to kiss the blond at least twenty times. All attempts failed. It was pretty sad to watch.
Naruto laughed at the thought of Itachi succeeding. He wanted to push the raven to his limit. Sure, he evaded his endeavors, but who said that he didn't welcome the man trying? It provided him entertainment. Naruto loves free entertainment.
The blond laid on his bed scrolling through his phone. He went to his instagram account. It wasn't really his account because he brother managed it. Kakashi posted all of the pictures and videos. Everytime he asked the masked man why, he just said it was because he loved documenting his Naru-chan. That man was strange.
The newest video was of him cleaning the house while dancing and rapping 'Bandz A Make Her Dance'. He didn't understand how his brother managed to record him without him knowing. The comments were full of thirsty, lusty men trying to get some attention. The blond gagged.
"What is so revolting, Naruto?"
Said man's head snapped towards the noise. He saw Itachi in the doorway, looking at him strangely. Like something was bothering him.
Naruto sat up. "Do ya really want to know, pretty boy?" The blond dragged out the nickname as he looked back at his phone.
Itachi shook his head. If Naruto, the most vulgar and shameless person, is disgusted by something, then he didn't want to know what it is.
The raven came closer to sit on the bed. "Naruto what is your ambition?"
"Where is this coming from?"
"Just answer the question."
The blond looked at him with strained eyes. "My ambition is to make my parents proud and to help others fight for justice." He said tiredly.
Itachi looked angry. "Why are you lying?"
Naruto frowned. "I'm not. I'm just leaving information out." He said as if it was an acceptable answer.
The raven looked at him and sighed. "Are you using this organization just to get revenge?" The dark haired man said with an accusatory tone.
Cerulean eyes widened. "No!" He shouted at a disbelieving Itachi. "Not completely. I really do love working with my team. We connect on a different level. It's just-"
Itachi prompted him to continue with his eyes.
"After I kill that person, I'm leaving Akai Uzu." The blond said with a sad tone.
The Uchiha looked at his husband with furrowed eyebrows. "Why?" He didn't like Naruto working in a gang, but after today, he could see the deep connections he had with everyone.
Cerulean eyes darkened to a dejected indigo. Tan hands gripped the bed sheets firmly as his body shook. "I'm tired of killing people. I'm tired of seeing the life drain out of bodies. I'm tired of seeing blood on my hands."
Itachi looked at the blond with concerned dark eyes.
"After I avenge my parents, I'm never picking up a weapon again. I will finally live a normal life." He declared with determination. Naruto would finally have the life he deserves.
"Hn." Itachi put a hand on Naruto's shoulder to show him comfort. Maybe he could finally come back home with him when this is all over. He will stay here with his spouse for as long as it takes.
The blond squinted his eyes at the long haired man on his bed. "Pretty boy, you don't seem as bad as you looked now that I've spent the whole day with you." Naruto trailed off. The raven's ears perked up for the next sentence, hoping that his husband will finally give him a chance. "I think we can be great friends, ya know!" He vowed happily.
Itachi looked at the blond with a faint smile, even though he was dying on the inside. 'Did he really just friendzone me?'
TBC
a/n: Y'all got some ItaNaru time. They need to resolve their sexual tension with all that flirting. *eyebrow waggle*
Slang Terms
curve- (v.) to ignore, avoid or sidestep someone's obvious expression of interest through flirting or any means of advance.