Love me U.K.E
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(Naruto's Feelings and Itachi's Words)
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Sasuke and Naruto continued on their path home in silence as they traveled down the road, engrossed in their own thoughts. Sasuke.. strangely felt that something was wrong with his u.k.e-er! Naruto- the doll!
...The personality it sported as of right, was way different to what it would usually sport.. Naruto, was arrogant, blunt, straight-forward, and forceful.. And now he was surprisingly silent and distant.. It was strange.
As Sasuke continued down the paved streets of Konoha, he wondered just what exactly was going on with the tool.. Not too long ago at Kiba's he was active and loud, and right now it seemed like he was worn out.. Maybe Kiba's prank with Akamaru had actually made him tired..
Yeah that was probably it.. Hell it was a joke that was taken a bit too far now that the Uchiha thought about it. Being chased by the Inuzuka's hound probably made Naruto's wiring cross and cause him to have a slight malfunction..? Sasuke flinched at that.. That couldn't have been right. As cold as he wanted to come off, he couldn't keep referring to the doll as a robot or anything remotely close to that. Naruto had feelings, whether the Uchiha wanted to ignore them or not.. but.. no matter what light he saw Naruto in, it didn't erase the fact that the boy was delivered from a box, and he was built by another person.. that said it all.
The Uchiha grunted, pulling a bit at the dark locks that angled at his face. He was frustrated- but he knew the sooner he would return Naruto to Obito, all these feelings- these thoughts.. They'd go away.
His obsidian eyes looked to the back of the quick to travel u.k.e in front of him. The doll didn't slow, or bother to wait for the Uchiha, which was just strange to Sasuke...
This continued on until the Uchiha and his strange doll reached the Izanagi Suites and made it home. Once inside, Naruto darted to Sasuke's room, leaving the younger Uchiha to lower his eyes and march to Itachi's room, where he studied, finished his homework and eventually slept.
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The night came and went like a breeze, and as the next day had come, Sasuke awoke surprised. He slept.. well.. and more surprising, there wasn't any blonde hair attached to his crotch- Not that he'd expect it. After that right hook the Uchiha gave, why would Naruto do that again?
Sasuke sighed looking into his brother's cold sheets- giving himself a moment to adjust to the fact that he was here in this reality.. Then without hesitation he hurried out of the room.
After passing through the door, he froze at the narrow-way of the hall, looking through the exposed space and seeing Naruto sit on the counter next to the stove where Itachi was-judging by the smoke- burning something.
The blondes yellow ears narrowed back as he leaned to the skillet, watching Itachi struggle to lift some sweet batter he made- allowing a burnt odor to ventalate the room.
His blue eyes squinted. "..Oi.. Itachi.."
The brother grunted in response as he grabbed a spatula and attempted to scrap the glued mix.
"..Is that.. how it's supposed to look?"
"Of course." The Uchiha lied, carving up the failed pancake.
As the moment went on, Sasuke couldn't help but shy away from the doorway.. Mostly because he was curious as to why Itachi and Naruto were getting along so well.. Itachi knew it was just a doll right? A sexdoll that was bent on performing sexual favors!- So why was he just hanging around it like that? The Uchiha's face sported the look of confusion as he thought of the situation in a more simpler term.. Maybe Naruto was just hungry, and rather than let him starve or burn the house down, Itachi decided to help the kid out and cook him a meal... Yeah.. that was it.
"Naruto turn on the fan for me, my eyes are burning."
"Right."
After scrambling the batter around like an egg, Itachi threw it on a plate and handed it to the blonde who grimaced, turning his nose away in repulsion. The smell of burning ingredients was too strong to tolerate..
"I don't think I'm gonna like this.."
"Why not? That's how it's made." Itachi spoke, his voice laced firm in lies. "Just eat it and get ready for school."
"Hn?"
"You've gone to school with Sasuke countless times, from what I've noticed. I'm assuming you're getting along with the other students at the Academy.." The Uchiha spoke before letting out a laugh. "How nice. I'm also assuming you and Sasuke have gotten along too? It seems he's permanently given you his room..."
Quickly Naruto shook his head. "I just sleep there, cause.. I.. wait for Sasuke.."
"I see.. Well..You're going with Sasuke to school again right?"
"Mmn-"
The boy grunted as he looked to his plate, making Itachi raise a brow, but nevertheless pour more batter into the burnt pan and attempt to make a better cake for his brother.
Naruto's eyes lifted from his plate to the older Uchiha before his split his lips to speak- to actually answer the mans question, and yet gain answers of his own..
"I'm not going.."
"Hm? Why not? You didn't like the academy?" Itachi questioned, focusing most of his attention on the skillet.
"I.. well.." The blonde paused- taking in a breath. ".. Itachi.. does.. uh.. why doesn't.. Sasuke want me..?"
The man flinched, looking to the doll who stared at his plate- his blonde ears slumping low. "Sasuke knows.. He knows he can do anything with me.. and I can do anything for him.. but he doesn't want me. I've tried begging.. and I've tried pleading, but I don't think he hears me. Does Sasuke hate me that much?"
Itachi had almost flipped the 2nd pancake out of its iron prison, however, he cleared his throat in hopes of making the situation lighter, and more clear for the confused doll.
"-W..Well.. Naruto.. In Sasuke's defense, he's never had someone like.. you before.." Itachi spoke, trembling almost.
"An erobody?"
"Y-Yeah.. a s..sexdoll.."
God how the older Uchiha hated conversations such as these. Whether it dealt with sitting in a meeting so the manager could warn the workers of sexual harrassment, or simply the talk of the birds and the bee's- Itachi hated these conversations. It was so awkward and tense and just so uncomfortable- Sure! It was a natural thing both the human male and female experienced, but he felt that it shouldn't have been so open as it was in society nowadays.. What happened to the good ol' times when a boy and a girl, or a boy and another boy in this case, could simply hang out and enjoy each others company without having the compulsive urge to fuck each other's brains out?
It was like the world had lost their morals, and Itachi was the only man in the world with a shred of it left- holding it dear! He would've assumed Sasuke was along with him in this virtuous and holy journey but with Naruto in the picture.. who's to say the doll didn't already take his brother..
The older Uchiha slumped over the pan slightly, feeling he was going to pass out, making Naruto ease his head a bit more to his left. "..Oi..Itachi?"
The man snapped back to reality, looking at Naruto with concern, but he was sure to quickly calm and focus on the pancake that sizzled below him- continuing his conversation- impassive to his mental troubles.
"..I'm sorry.. what was I saying?"
Naruto's eyes pierced him, wide and attentive. "-You said.. Sasuke's never had someone like me before.."
"Right, and what I mean by that is, he's never been around someone who was so.. driven.. in..well.."
"Fucking him.."
The stingers of immorality struck the older Uchiha all over—
"-I guess.. you can call it that.." the brother spoke, managing a laugh. "You see Naruto, you have to picture this whole situation from Sasuke's view. If you were given a doll that was adament in taking advantage of you, how would you feel?"
"Well.."
"Now also add the fact that you know absolutely nothing about sex, much less have ever experienced sex- with an..experienced counterpart for that matter-"
Sasuke tightened his fists a bit. He wasn't completely daft to sex! Why was everyone making it seem like he was so chaste and innocent!-? There were times where the boy would think about getting in and getting off at some point with random girls, but he just wasn't extremely driven in doing things like that, like Naruto was! He huffed silently before calming- he had to remember Itachi was helping, so now wasn't the time to get offended.
"-Can't you see where he'd feel a bit overwhelmed?" Itachi questioned.
Naruto's ears sunk again, as he looked away. "..I guess.."
In actuality he didn't.. He woke up knowing this.. Knowing what to do to make other's feel good. He already knew the sensations he was supposed to give and feel in return in order to produce pleasure for both he and his owner.. so it was difficult to imagine being someone who didn't.. But the more he thought about it, picturing himself not knowing anything.. He realized It must've been confusing..
He flinched. "Sasuke.. is very confused.. isn't he?"
Itachi smiled getting somewhere. "You understand.."
Naruto nodded before slumping, as hard as it was to imagine himself not knowing all the things he had known, he had also imagined what it was like.. being attacked like that the first day his box was opened. The way the doll pressed himself on Sasuke, pinning him, rejecting his orders and will.. The boy must've felt so violated.
The doll swallowed a gem of hot air as he brought the sleeve of his right shirt before his eyes. If anything.. Sasuke was like an angel that was violated by a demon- not completely, but the thought of destroying innocence.. It was hard to take in.
This whole time, he had been hurting Sasuke, not making him happy..
"-I..I belong in the trash.." he choked.
"What was that Narut-" Itachi couldn't finsh, not when the doll looked as if he was going to cry.
Disconnecting, the Uchiha turned from the sight and focused on the meal he had burned again, listening to the doll choke back his frustrations.
Hearing somewhat silence, Sasuke found this a better time than any to announce his entrance into the room. Coughing into his palm and announcing 'Morning' with shut eyes. Itachi turned whilst Naruto rubbed his eyes with vigor- both of them mentally knowing that they had to save this conversation for later.
"Sasuke." The older Uchiha began, shocked as if he didn't know his younger brother woke up early. "..I made pancakes."
"I know." The boy responded sitting at the table. "-I smelled them from your room."
Itachi laughed putting the cake on a plate and joining his brother. "I'll take that as a compliment."
"You shouldn't."
Itachi glared shoving the meal over to Sasuke, instantly darting two fingers to the boy's forehead afterward. The younger brother winced but was sure to shout to Itachi who looked like he could care less. As the boys continued to interact and communicate, all Naruto could do was just watch from afar, though, his blue eyes permitted only so much vision from the corner of his lids. It was like he wasn't even there.. which made him realize that things wouldn't change much if he had left.
There was reality— landing the hard smack of truth across the blondes face... Sasuke didn't need him.. He just didn't.. He was fine.
Blonde ears lowered, but vanished in a flicker as Naruto slid off the counter and headed to the room he slept in for the passed few days. This made the Uchiha's glance, but Itachi was ultimately the one to bring attention to the action.
"Naruto? Where are you going?"
The doll's step had paused, but he was sure to glance over his shoulder and point to the other side of the room. "Imma head to bed.."
"You're really not going to school today?" Itachi blinked.
"No. How many times do I gotta say it.." the boy groaned.
Itachi rose a confused brow, but watched the boy turn and leave, eventually allowing him to whip his vision to his brother who groaned and ate his burnt breakfast. Though the older Uchiha's stomach churned, he was curious..
"Sasuke.. do you.. are you.."
Sasuke squinted an eye- waiting to hear the rest of his brothers words.
"What I'm trying to say is.." Itachi started again. "Well.. Naruto.. he.."
The older brother coughed in his palm, clearing his throat then glared— serious'ing the fuck up.
"Obito called me.. He said he'll be here this weekend.."
"So his boss gave him the OK.. That's good, and the date he'll be here, that's sooner than I would've thought."
Itachi nodded."D.. Do you really want him to take Naruto away?"
Sasuke jerked but instantly furrowed his brows. "Yes. I don't want a sexdoll Itachi.."
"Maybe you'd like to keep him as a friend."
"It doesn't want to be friends, Itachi."
"Well have you tried or attempted? You have to make an effort too Sas-"
"No!"
The younger brother felt his voice ache a bit as he shouted to the only person in the world he favored, but he calmed, eventually standing from the table and stepping away. As soon as he found a comfortable distance, he lowered his head to the floor. "I'm sick of this.. Its only been here for a few days and it's already driving me crazy, not to mention it's making you soft!"
"If you're going to talk about Naruto, then just say his name-"
"No! He's a doll Itachi! What don't you get about that? No matter what it does- even if it seems life-like, you have to remember it was man-made!" Sasuke voiced. "Stop feeling sorry for it.. It's not real.."
Taking in those words, Itachi expelled them all as a sigh- bearing the weight of his head on the base of his knuckles on his left hand. There was no convincing his brother to change his opinion on anything if he truely accepted his own beliefs.. So this conversation was pretty much over before it even began.
The older Uchiha lowered his eyes, but was sure to point at Sasuke's breakfast the next moment.
"..Are you going to eat this? I worked very hard on it.."
Sasuke only scoffed before marching into his room. He jerked as he immediately spotted Naruto perched on his bed like some odd cat, but rather than take in the sight, Sasuke quickly grabbed a spare/clean uniform and headed out.
Naruto watched the door slowly close- a forlon gaze misting over his eyes. He didn't want to say he heard all of Sasuke's words from the other room, but.. these walls were very thin and his hearing was very acute. After a moment he heard another door slam, granting him the initiative to raise from the bed and run out to the main room where he only saw Itachi at the dining table.
The older Uchiha tried a piece of his fried cake before frumping his face in a grimace- his actions only pausing when he noticed Naruto. The blondes ears appeared and raised for the skies as he met the older mans dark gaze, with that he raced over to the table, stopping just across the Uchiha who flinched.
"What? You want the pancake?"
The boy shook his head as he carefully marched around the table, arms length from the older Uchiha. The mans slated eyes lowered to Naruto with disinterest, as his right hand slowly reached the plate on the table and maneuvered it over to the doll.
Naruto stared at it for a moment, his ears slumping, but they twitched as they heard the wooden legs of Itachi's seat scrape against the floor of tiles below. With that he noticed the older Uchiha stand and groan. "-Go ahead have it. I'm not that hungry anyway-"
"I..Itachi!"
The man flinched, then completely stumbled as the weight of the doll leaped to him- grabbing at his shirt and pulling him close. A puzzled grunt echoed in Itachi's throat as he carefully held the doll- finding balance from the stumble prior and holding his position until he felt it was alright to move.. Though, he wasn't sure when that moment would come.. It didn't seem like Naruto felt like parting away. The doll buried his forehead into the Uchiha's chest, gripping sections of the shirt he held with intensive strength- Sticking there... He wasn't going to let go..
"Naruto.." Itachi called, a groan soon to boil in the pit of his throat.
The doll's hands trembled, almost vibrating against the Uchiha's chest as he nudged his forehead deeper into Itachi's upper body. He wasn't going to let go.
The older Uchiha's eyes darkened slightly as he gripped the dolls shoulders slowly prying him- he wasn't in the mood for this game. "-Naruto, get off."
As much as he'd try to pull the doll away, it would only prove to be in vain. If Naruto felt too far, then he'd just dive back to Itachi, pulling at his shirt if he were to pushed back again. This game went on and on, until the blonde was actually tired of it and actually began to speak.
"..Itachi.."
The brother paused, raising both his brows- soon to watch the blonde lift blue lucent spheres, rimmed in red and flowing with tears.
He twitched. "Naruto?"
"Obito's gonna be here soon.. I heard you.. and if he gets here then I won't be able to see Sasuke.. Itachi.. what do I do with Obito? What do I do without Sasuke!"
Saddened and softhearted, Itachi couldn't help but feel for this doll as it continued to cried to him. If it were to be compared, his face matched that of a child who scraped his or her knee for the first time. Crying as if the pain they felt would be neverending.. as if their scar would never heal. And his voice.. It was high and yet croaking.. sounding close to a person who had lost the love of their life..
Itachi sighed.. Sasuke was truely cruel. Whether or not this boy was built or manufactured, born to be a walking brand, and sent in a box, didn't mean it wasn't given actual feelings to express.. as if it just didnt' know how to care for someone.
Knowing his brother, Itachi could understand it to be difficult for the boy— to wonder how feelings were manufactured in an man-made body without seeming fake or automated.. but still.. Itachi knew if Sasuke saw this, then it would pull at the younger Uchiha's heartstrings as it did his.
"Itachi! Answer me.. please!"
"I don't know what to say entirely Naruto.. Sasuke.. just doesn't your services-"
"If Sasuke doesn't want me, then will you keep me instead?" the doll questioned, choking on the hot air in his throat.
He sighed. "Naruto.."
"Please, I'll do whatever you want!"
Itachi shook his head shutting his eyes. "I'm sorry, I-"
The blonde couldn't bear to hear the rest- He did something to make Itachi not want him too and now he seriously had to leave! The blonde widened his eyes and he wondered what he had ever done to Itachi to now make him want the u.k.e either- though he wasn't given enough time. Feeling the older Uchiha pry the boy back by his shoulders, Naruto reacted still feeling frenzied. The blonde lunged, lifting all his weight with the tips of his toes as he grasped the sides of the Uchiha's face- stationing his lips upon Itachi's firmly.
Though Itachi didn't react as Sasuke did, he was sure to feel a heartstring actually tear now. The u.k.e was being desperate and reckless, all in the hopes of finding some means to stay in this suite and be at Sasuke's side.. even if it meant using the brother of the younger Uchiha to do so.
What a poor soul.
Itachi thought just this as his dark eyes stared at fastened lids that tensed every second or so. It looked as if Naruto was twitching, expecting to be struck for his brash action, but standing only to bear it..
Strange too..
Dawdling at first, the older mans right hand lifted from Naruto's shoulder- up to the side of his face until it played in sunny strands. The doll jerked to this- mostly because he figured Itachi would gut'im for it.. but he relaxed as he felt no stabs, pricks, stings or jabs.. Itachi..really didn't mind this?
The Uchiha's right hand was led by his thumb and index, as it swam through the golden tresses atop the dolls head, finally stopping at the lowermost tract of a fuzzy ear. With that he felt the fluff twitch and react, making him wonder just how real this doll was and yet—
Naruto's eyes shot open as he yanked away from Itachi and fell off to the mans side as the older Uchiha's fingers pinched at his ear. He literally yipped and cried as the man began to tug and pull, making him hiss and scream- "Oioioioi! I-Itachi! Ah! That hurts!"
The man ignored the boy as he continued to pull his ear, while compulsively rubbing his lips with the cuff of his left sleeve. This only made Naruto cry more.
"AH! Itachi! Sorry! I'm Sorry!"
"..Are you calm now?"
"Y-Yes! Ah! Itachi! Yes I am!"
Though the boy begged, Itachi kept pinching- it was a pretty funny sight afterall. However, as a string in his heart began to churn, he let the u.k.e go, allowing the boy to tend to his aching hearing aid.
With this sight before him, Itachi leaned against the table just beside him, folding his arms almost instantly. His whole demeanor had changed, making Naruto fear the worst. The heat from the pain on his ear still lingered, but he was sure to ignore it as his fuzzy aids fell limply as he glanced at the Uchiha across from him.
"..I'm sorry.." he mumbled.
"..What's wrong Naruto? Are you really that afraid to leave this place? -Leave Sasuke?"
The boy shielded his blue eyes for a moment before eventually nodding. "The other day, I heard Sasuke talking to his friends about how he wouldn't care if Obito took me away.. so last night.. I started thinking... If Sasuke gives me up.. What am I gonna do..? Where am I gonna go?"
"As we've stated before.. Obito is going to take you back to where you came from."
"What's the point! There's a reason they didn't keep me right? If I go back.. they're gonna throw me away!"
Itachi groaned. "No they won't, Naruto.."
"How do you know!"
The older man flinched unable to answer that, but thanks to his silver tongue, he was able to come up with a quick half-truth that would at least ease the boy. "-Because If Sasuke and I found that out, then we wouldn't allow it."
The doll flinched, his whole body leaping toward the Uchiha that moment. Did.. he really mean that? If.. he were...
The blonde shook his head. "You're lying! Sasuke.. doesnt' even care about me.." the boy mumbled, facing his heated eyes to the floor. "..He.. hates what I do.. What I am.."
"What are you?" Itachi asked, sitting more comfortably on the table.
"-I'm.. a doll.. Sasuke's.. former u.k.e."
The older man grunted before reaching for his ear again. Pulling and tugging, he earned a few cries from the boy once more, eventually ruffling his feathers..
"EY! Keep it up and I'mma bite your friggen hand off!"
The Uchiha sported a look that read 'you wouldn't dare', but eventually raised his forefingers to eventually plant them on the doll's forehead. Naruto wasnt' sure what kind of trick this was supposed to be, but he just stared, waiting for the joke or the punchline, only to get Itachi's rather stoic gaze instead. With that the doll flinched.
"W-What?"
"You cry when you're hurt, you scream when you're in pain, and you react when you're touched. I'm still confused by the fact that you are addressed by everyone as a doll- you seem so human to me.." he began, pulling back his arm and tucking it under the other. "-But my wonderment of what you are, is beside the point. Naruto.. you said you are Sasuke's former u.k.e right?"
The boy lowered his eyes and frowned, but nodded soon after that.
"So does that mean you've given up?"
"Hn?"
"Because if you've given up on my brother, then maybe you should just leave with Obito when he gets here.."
"W-What?"
Itachi sighed, but eventually stood from off the table and glanced at the plate atop the surface with the burnt pancake his brother had hardly touched. The older Uchiha brother groaned as he pulled the plate closer to him speaking.
"I'll be honest. I don't see Sasuke's need for you bending instantly, but I do see you two forming some kind of bond at the end of all of this. It will take time, but if you're patient, and adamant on making him care for you, then I do believe he will eventually come around." Itachi explained before looking back to the blonde. "With that said, you must promise me something Naruto."
The boy shivered.. he didn't like that emotionless stare he was given- but his perky ears alerted Itachi that he was listening closely. With this the man continued..
"If Sasuke truly doesn't wish for your advances.. then you will leave your relationship as it is and refrain from doing any further.. Do you understand?"
The boy nodded. "I understand.. but.. Itachi, why're are you.. saying this?"
The brother folded his arms again, lowering his eyes to the floor as if he had actually forgotten why he had said it, but glanced at the boy with somewhat chastened eyes. "I'm telling you, because I believe that you will actually prove to be something good for Sasuke." he answered.
"Good.. for Sasuke?"
Naruto's blue eyes minimized as those words processed in his head. Did Itachi truly believe that? Regardless of Naruto's thoughts, the blonde was left to watch the man nod to the boys words, then continue the conversation with a response as his own.
"..When Sasuke and I were kids, we were quite happy and content with our lives. We lived on the countryside- A few miles away from the outskirts of Konoha with our parents and a few other members of our family. Sasuke and I were the youngest out of the kids there, so we would always play together whenever we felt the need.. but.. because of Father Time's unforgiving hands, we were forced to grow up and basically grow apart. Selfishly, I left Sasuke in the country and decided to live my life in the inner city of Konoha, and because of that, Sasuke was forced to feel the pressure of my father.. Sasuke grew up, learning to be everything like me and nothing like himself, which is why he ran away from home and came to me once more.. It was a relief, but at the same time a burden." Itachi admitted before looking to Naruto. "Sasuke will never admit it, but he still follows me, and in a sense, expects that we will play together. He doesn't understand that in this day and age, adults like myself can't afford to waste time and play especially in a town like this. I have to scrounge about and earn my keep in order to provide a safe place that will allow only Sasuke to keep playing.."
Naruto's eyes blinked as he watched the Uchiha finally take a proper seat at the table- pulling out a chair and staring at the wooden surface with listless eyes, eventually picking up where he left off. "Naruto.. so far, I have done my best to keep a roof over both mine and my brothers head, but Sasuke.. hasn't played." he spoke before leaning onto the table, forcing his weight on his left palm. "That's where you to come in. I don't expect you to take my brother on fancy tours or to extravagant places, but I do see you making Sasuke's life much more easier than it has been."
"What do you mean?" The blonde wondered stepping to the man. "So far.. Sasuke's made it seem like I've ruined his life."
A solid breath escaped through the split of the Uchiha's lips, "Sasuke is.. quite an actor.. Don't let his attitude fool you, he's just scared."
"Scared?" Naruto repeated, tilting his head as he did so.
Itachi nodded. "He's scared that he might actually come around and like you, Naruto."
The sound of a single heart beat exploded in Naruto's ears, making his knees go weak and skin to flare. If.. what Itachi was saying was really true, then.. Sasuke didn't hate him as much as he let on.. then.. he still had a chance..
Each of his nine tails appeared in flashing lights, leaving Itachi to raise a brow but instantly watch the erobody rush for the younger Uchiha's room- tripping over himself in the process. The older man lowered his eyes, the corners of his lips curling only slightly after.
"Naruto? What're you doing?" He asked, feigning as if he hadn't already known.
In seconds the blonde came fumbling out of the hall- collared shirt and sweater barely on, and loud-ass trousers wrapped around one of his ankles- Itachi could only block this vision with his lids. It was too funny however, ironically enough, he couldn't bring himself to laugh..
"Oi! Itachi! I'm going to school alright!"
"Do you need a ride?"
"I-aah! -Know my way!" he mumbled falling to the floor, pulling up his pants.
The Uchiha smirked shutting his eyes, however the call of his name made him glance at the doorway where he saw the blonde, glare at him with a red face. "O-Oi.. You're really nice.. waay nicer than Sasuke.." he pointed out before lowering his head and clasping his hands together as if in prayer. "Th..Thank you.."
The Uchiha blinked, but lifted a halting finger. "Before you leave.. I have one more thing to tell you.." he uttered making Naruto blink.
Quickly, Itachi sat up, sending Naruto his fiercest of gazes, making the boy shudder and flinch- yet stay in the room to listen.
"I..Itachi?"
"If I hear one word from Sasuke about you raping him, or doing anything of the sort.. It won't be pretty for you.. I guarantee it."
"Wh-Wha!"
"Keep it in your pants and keep on moving- or else, I'm going to have to see what erobody insides look like. Get me?"
"Y-Yessir!"
"Good.. Now go on- Have a great day at school!" he encouraged with an eager fist.
Turning completely white, Naruto left the room, dashed to the elevator, left the Izanagi Suites and darted down the roads.. Itachi was nice, but secretly.. Itachi scared him..
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A/N: Had to put a little NaruIta ItaNaru whatever in there. I'm a fan, so what? Wanna fight about it? (Family guy.. whatever happened to that guy?)
Anyway I have to apologize for the genre of the story suddenly taking a change. Blame my ipod shuffling songs and changing my mood.. Damn you Laruto's Lament.. Anyway, you guys will soon find out why stuff is suddenly getting fuuuuuuukin odd up in here.. but that'll have to wait.. for now..
Either way..
Tenshi Yami- Angel of Darkness - Totally making you wonder where the hell this story is going huh? ..Good ಠ◡ಠ
I think that's enough updates for a minute.. My fingers are killin' me xD
... Now if you'll excuse me, I feel like watching the Haruhi Suzumiya movie now..