DADDY LEFT US Part 3:1
Firstly, I am very sorry for the lateness, I could give a list of excuses but I bet none of you would believe me. So I'm not going to. But seriously, I had to prepare for a college interview. So I couldn't concentrate every time I tried to write something
Reading guide
Italic - thoughts
'Normal speech'
"Quoted speech, words etc."
WARNING!!!
WELL I DON'T SEE WHY I SHOULD BE WARNING YOU ABOUT THIS FIC SINCE ITS RATED M. MEANING MATURE, 18 PLUS. SO IF YOU COME ACROSS MATURE CONTENTS PLEASE NO COMPLAINTS.
Naruto didn't know what to do. He had planned to keep it a secret from everyone in the Uchiha house hold about his connection to the boys until he got enough savings to take them away. Hopefully before Itachi completed the adoption process. He didn't want anyone to know for many reasons. The top one of all was that he was a man who had given birth. What a freak they would think of him. He didn't want Itachi thinking of him as a freak.
The other thing was he didn't want to ruin Itachi's public image no matter how much Naruto wanted him to suffer.
He stared at Deidara in the doorway to the twins bedroom; contemplating on what to say to him. Deidara looked like he wouldn't buy any lies that Naruto would tell. Naruto glance at his sons and found that they had fallen asleep. He crawled out of the bed and tucked the boys in.
'Is there a place we can talk?' Naruto asked Deidara.
'Yeah. Follow me.'
Naruto followed Deidara silently.
Deidara led the way with goose bumps all over his body with anticipation. In the beginning, Deidara hadn't been sure if Naruto was going to tell him anything. But he had gone to find Naruto anyway. The way he had found Naruto and the twins had confirmed his suspicions that they belonged to Naruto; the way they cuddled up to Naruto like they had known him all their life. And the way Naruto held the twins like they were his own; his face showed a rare happiness. They made a perfect picture of a perfect family, well almost, taking into account the absence of the other parent…
Deidara couldn't help himself; even though Naruto was still telling a story to the twins he had blunted out "they are yours and Itachi's" though he wasn't completely sure about Itachi being a part of the twins. Naruto's reaction had been of fear?
Nonetheless, Deidara had repeated his statement just to see how Naruto would react again; the first reaction would have been that he was just startled. On the other hand he had put Naruto in a situation where he could either say yes or no. what will it be? Deidara had thought.
'Um… Deidara-san…' Naruto called out unsurely.
Deidara snapped out of his thoughts. He groaned when he felt a sense of dejavu; he was standing in front of his room again spaced out. He opened the door and walked in.
'Come in Naruto-kun. This is my room. We should be okay in here at this time everyone is down stairs' Deidara said and sat on a one sitter sofa in the room.
Naruto walked into the room and stared in awe; he was still getting used to the fact that he was in a mansion and everything in it was "grand". That was the word that came to mind. His room wasn't as big as this. Actually the twins' room was bigger than his since it fitted two double beds and still had a large amount of space to run around.
Deidara's room had a large king sized bed which was covered in dark-blue, silk satin bed covers. Two pillows matching the covers against the headboard. Two bed side tables with lamps on them. It had a work desk and a walk in closet. Not forgetting it had its own bathroom.
Naruto went and sat across from Deidara on a two sitter sofa in the room.
'Well what do you want to know?' he asked Deidara.
'How about… everything.' Deidara replied. He wasn't going to let Naruto tell him just a little of his connection to the twins. Not that he didn't know how it could have happened; he just wasn't sure if Naruto was one of them…
'Well… where to begin? Mm… how about I start from when my life really began.'
'I don't know what you mean but if it is going to explain everything then fine.' Deidara responded nonchalantly. He was getting tired of waiting.
'Well then let's see…' Naruto began.
Naruto woke up from the chirping birds outside the window. Chirping birds? The thought flashed in his sleep muddled mind. He sat up with a jolt like he had been splashed with a bucket of cold water in the middle of winter. He glanced to his left then to his right then to the front; the room was unfamiliar to him. He didn't remember being in this room before and he didn't remember not being in it either.
'Where am I?' Naruto asked no one in particular. He looked to his left again and noticed a small kitchen area with a few kitchen utensils and a small refrigerator. Next to it was a sitting area with a two sitter sofa. To his right, was a door, and that door led to the bathroom and toilet. It was a small place; just enough for one person. Even though it looked old, it was in a quite good condition.
Why do I live here? Do I live alone? What's my name? Where is my family? Do I even have a family? Who am I? The questions in Naruto's mind were endless. Naruto didn't know anything about himself. His heart ached in despair. Then he noticed a note stack onto the refrigerator's door. The note read:
"Uzumaki Naruto. That is your name. I know that you don't remember anything about yourself. That is best. But don't dwell on it. I have left a little money that I had in the bedside drawer for you to get by for a couple of weeks. Don't worry if it finishes I have found you a simple job at one of my old friends' restaurant. The map to there is with the money. You start in a week's time. I can't stay with you because it is dangerous for you. Be good."
That was the end of it; no name of whom ever had written it.
Naruto had begun his job with just clearing up the tables, or cleaning up around the restaurant.
One time in the restaurant, a waiter had taken the wrong order from a customer and it became chaotic; not that chaotic, but chaotic enough for the other customers to be disturbed in the restaurant. It was just a hungry customer who had waited for so long for his food to be prepared, which wasn't even what he had ordered. His order would have taken less time.
Anyway the customer had begun yelling about the "dreadful" customer service of the restaurant at the waiter. The waiter had shrunk in fear fuelling the customer's morale. Naruto had been wiping the tables nearby and had heard everything. Without thinking he had walked up to the customer.
'Excuse me. Is there a problem?' he asked.
'Who are you? Where is the manager? Was the rude reply from the customer. However, Naruto had ignored it. And he had repeated his question with a tone that said "just answer the damned question." This got the customer's attention and shut him up.
'Well I have been given the wrong meal and after waiting for so long.' The customer complained; he didn't even wonder why he was complaining to the boy instead of the manager. The boy just took his attention. The large blue eyes and the golden hair which rivalled the sun. The tanned skin like he was from the desert. And what were those small three lines on both of his cheeks? But all those features made him look exotic.
'I am really sorry about that sir. How about this? You can have this meal here for free and next time you come you can have the meal you ordered half price. Or if you have to have the meal you ordered, can you wait for a few minutes and have it for free. And next time you come you can have it half price. Once again I am really sorry. It won't happen again. So how about it?'
The customer had chosen to eat the meal. Was that so hard? Naruto had chuckled to himself. Some people just wanted to find a reason to get something. They make a little thing turn into a mountain when it can be solved easily.
Naruto turned around to go and talk to the owner about the customer when he came face to face with the owner himself.
'Naruto-kun, can I see you in my office?' the owner had asked him.
'Yes. Sir.' Naruto responded.
Naruto followed the owner to his office silently though his mind was panicking. Did he do something he wasn't supposed to do? The owner wasn't that scary, in actual fact, the owner was very kind. But truth be told, Jiraiya the owner was the king of perverts. Naruto even wondered some times how the man ran such an elegant place; one of the top restaurants in Japan.
'Naruto-kun, would you like to be one of our waiters?' Jiraiya asked hopefully.
'Huh!?' was the puzzled response from Naruto.
'Don't worry; I will personally train you in everything you need to know. Maybe even a bit more.' Jiraiya added with a mischievous smile plastered on his face as if it was made just for him.
'Playing pervert again. And I was considering saying yes but now I'm just scared of what you would teach me so-'
'I was just kidding. Say yes. And if you do you can also serve at big parties. Huh, what do you say?'
'Okay. It's a yes then. But I don't know how to you know what do you call it? "associate" with rich people.' Naruto Complained.
'Don't worry that comes with the training package.' Jiraiya said with a huge grin on.
For Naruto, that was like opening a new chapter in a fairy tale book. Even though he didn't know anything about his past, he was content to create a new beginning. He just wanted to move forward. Though at times, he wished to know about his past. Nevertheless, he just wished that the book will have a happy ending.
About two years had passed since Naruto began working and leaving alone; however he still couldn't remember his past. Though there were times when a flash of his younger self and a blonde woman would appear in is mind.
There was a big party in the town next to restaurant and that weekend, Naruto would be one of the waiters serving at a party hosted by the most famous, powerful, youngest and richest business man by the name of Uchiha Itachi. Naruto didn't know who this so called rich and famous Uchiha Itachi was; he didn't really make it his hobby to reading about how a rich person lived their life, or who they were dating or whatever crisis had be fallen them.
The party had begun and like any other rich people's get- together, the hall was filled with a bunch of old people, I bet among them perverted old people. There were a few you people here and there but the old dominated the crowd.
Suddenly someone young, with long black hair tied loosely at the back appeared in front of Naruto who was holding a tray of Champaign flutes. Naruto was startled and at the same time he was captivated by the dark piercing eyes that he didn't even notice that the last Champaign flute that was left on the tray had tipped over and the contents were dripping on the handsome man's tuxedo.
'Naruto-kun.' The young man's silky hypnotising voice called out from the name tag.
Naruto snapped out of his stupor and realised what was going on; everyone was gaping at them dramatically, the young women were… well Naruto guessed they were plotting his death.
Oh god! Oh god! Was a mantra in Naruto's mind. He figured that the person in front of him was very important among the people in the party and perhaps the owner of the party? from the attention he was getting. This could cost him his job. Or worse the reputation of the restaurant; they could lose their catering business.
'I am very, very sorry…' Naruto choked out looking around to find a tissue.
The young man who Naruto didn't know that he was the Uchiha Itachi chuckled at the transitions of Naruto's reactions; one minute he was staring at him like he wanted him, the next he was panicking like he'd dropped a mirror and he will have seven years of bad luck.
Nonetheless, what had caught his attention primarily were the large blue eyes. He had never seen anyone with such blue eyes; bluer than the summers sky. He wasn't a poet but that was the only description he could think of.
'Well if you are sorry, why not come with me to clean me up.' Itachi whispers seductively in Naruto's ear. Making Naruto shiver involuntarily. It was a statement.
Naruto was torn; he couldn't just leave in the middle of work but for some reason he couldn't hold himself back from following the Uchiha. His body was not cooperating with his mind.
As he followed the Uchiha out of the hall, into the lobby and up the stairs to the rooms, his heart was thumping uncontrollably. And his body felt hot.
Naruto felt cold all over as the door clicked shut and self lock. Was it fear? Anticipation? Naruto didn't know. He had picked up the meaning behind Itachi's statement in the hall. Now here he was, alone with the hottest guy he ever seen; in a locked hotel room. He stared at the bed; imagining what would be happening on that bed he trembled at the mental images.
Naruto felt like he was going to die. His chest felt constricted and his head was in frenzy. In front of him was the dark haired man with nothing on, and his hair was loose from the tie. The young man had pale unblemished skin and well toned muscles. Naruto wondered how it would feel like to be held against that chest. And he wondered how it would feel like to run his fingers thought the sleek black tresses.
Itachi walked into the bathroom with a smirk on; he had seen Naruto's reaction to his body. He had Naruto in his trap just like that. It was actually going smoothly than he had expected it to.
'Coming then, Naruto.' he called out to a dazed Naruto. And he had dropped the suffix just to see how deep Naruto was into it.
'Naruto had followed into the bathroom but when the Uchiha had walked into the shower cubical, Naruto had just stood there watching. The Itachi had beckoned him in and Naruto was about to walk in when-
'I don't think taking a shower with clothes on is a good idea.' Itachi pointed at Naruto's waiter's uniform. Naruto felt stupid for a minute there. But it faded when the Uchiha had reached out and began stripping him.
Keeping his eyes locked with Naruto's, Itachi wound his arms around Naruto's waist, purposely pressing Naruto' body to him and trapping his arms in his embrace, he untied the apron quickly. He glided his fingers upwards against Naruto's clothed back to his nape making Naruto moan a little. And that made him become more determined to make Naruto moan loudly.
He pulled the bowtie that was concealing the view of Naruto's neck. Then he reached for the vest. Next was the shirt; which was taken off slowly, agonisingly so. Naruto bit his bottom lip to keep his groan in; he didn't want to sound impatient. Itachi looked at Naruto's lips and he licked his own hungrily. He removed Naruto's shirt all the while making sure to keep his fingers connected to Naruto's skin.
The pants were stripped off quickly and Naruto was pulled into the now running water in the shower. The Uchiha traced Naruto's slim waist and cupped his nicely shaped butt cheeks, squeezing a little, as he grinded their now fully erect members together.
He latched onto Naruto neck; kissing, nibbling and licking. The sweet moans from Naruto fired him up more. His tongue played with one of the nipples while his hand played with the other. Itachi licked his way down until he came face to face with Naruto's twitching manhood. It was a reasonable size. The Uchiha noted.
Experimentally, he ran his wet hot tongue on the underside of Naruto's manhood; from the base to the tip, licking off the precum oozing out. He dipped his tongue in the slit. His wet finger found its way to Naruto's opening; begging for entrance. The first finger went in easily. When the second finger was added, Naruto had groaned in pain. Noticing this, Itachi stopped just licking Naruto and swallowed him to the base; Taking Naruto's attention off the pain and making him concentrate on the pleasure.
Itachi moved the fingers in a scissoring motion to stretch Naruto enough for what was to come. He had wanted to tease Naruto for a long time, he felt like he was the one being teased. He wanted to enter Naruto. To feel Naruto's hole squeeze him the way he was squeezing his fingers. Reluctantly, he pulled away from Naruto and he quickly carried Naruto out of the bathroom towards the bed, with Naruto's legs wrapped around his waist causing Naruto to rub against his hard member each step he took.
Itachi lay on his back on the bed with Naruto straddling his hips. Naruto lifted himself up with his shaky knees to position himself but Itachi had helped him up by his hips. He positioned his hard on against Naruto's hole. It was so hot. Just a little contact made him nearly lose control.
Just when he was about to thrust in. the phone on the bedside table rang. Naruto looked at Itachi questioningly.
'Just leave it' Itachi breathed out. I'm going to kill whoever is calling. He thought furiously.
Slowly and gently he finally entered Naruto. Naruto cried out in pain. He tilted his head back and tears dripped from his closed eyes. He felt like he was being ripped from the inside out. Itachi had to grip Naruto's hips hard to stop himself from moving. Naruto had to get used to it. Itachi knew that even if it's not the first time, it hurt, but not as much as the first time. Naruto's response was one of the first timers.
'Is this your first time?' Itachi asked. Praying for a "no"
Naruto nodded as a reply.
Crap was all Itachi could think of. He didn't want to be responsible for someone's loss of virginity; it would be hard to get rid of them because they would say something like "take responsibility" in the TV Dramas.
But he couldn't stop now. He just couldn't and besides Naruto made it more difficult because he had began moving his hips on top of him.
The phone rang again.
Itachi reached for it while Naruto was still moving on top of him; Sliding himself up and down Itachi's shaft.
'What?' he answered the phone.
'I can't believe you where the hell are you? Everyone is waiting for a speech and you just disappear just like that?' his little brother yelled on the other end.
'I ca-ant… now. Figure something out. You're the… hah… the next presi uh dent.' Said Itachi, his voice cut out here and there by his and Naruto's moans. He didn't care anymore. He was not the one who called.
'Um, brother, should I even ask what you are doing? Never mind I don't want know! But you owe me big time.' Then the line went dead.
Itachi chuckled and replaced the phone.
'Now where were we?' he asked Naruto while switching their positions.
Naruto gripped the sheets while Itachi drove in and out of him. He could feel his body nearing the peak of their love making. With the way Itachi was pumping his neglected member, it wouldn't be long.
When a wave of orgasm rushed through his body, Naruto felt like he was going to lose his mind. His body was out of his control; it felt like it didn't belong to him.
Itachi was no different; his movements quicken and out of the rhythm they had created together. A few thrusts later, Naruto came, and Itachi followed suit.
The next morning, Naruto woke up to nothing.