Wow. I really took a long time to write a chapter didn't I? hehe. Sorry. I was preoccupied with my other new fics. At this rate I won't get anything done. Sorry for that.
On a lighter note, I have started to write my first het fic and a non pairing as of yet fic too. "Orange and Lemons" and "Hydrogen" is posted and ready to be read. Not good or good enough, please review and let me know.
Another highlight of the day is I had finally finished this chapter! I've been agonizing and procrastinating over it for a long time and finally it's done. Yay for me and yay for my readers.
So read and enjoy. Don't forget to review ok?
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Warning: OOC, Author intermissions, sexual innuendos and fluffy bunny attacks due to Naruto kawaiiness.
Disclaimer: Naruto is not mine. I do own Itachi's soul though. I bought him fairly at E-bay.
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Chapter 9:
"Uwaaaaahhh! I'm late. I'm late!"
The house shook and thundered, Itachi stared lazily at the ceiling tiles as his young koibito run back and forth inside and outside the room trying to get ready. Life…he contemplated just feels too good. Without his knowing a small smile drew itself at his lips, whether from the earlier activities or with just the knowledge of the doing it. He rolled to his side so that he could see his sunshine haired lover panic from one end of the bedroom and other. He made a small yawn, muffled by the pillow. He, for some reason felt ridiculously happy like he has been drugged. Beneath the covers he scratched his skin idly.
'Shower…'
He suppressed the urge to sound his displeasure as he begrudgingly tore himself away from the warm comfort of the bed and stood up lazily and sleepily. Naruto paused a moment as he caught sight of his nude form before turning a bit red and began running again.
Itachi raked his long hair with his hand sighing. He walked calmly towards the bathroom connected to the bedroom and closed the door right in front of the blonde's face who was finally finished with his packing and also about to shower.
His mind absently doing an inventory check. Why is it… that he feels that he forgot something?
"It-chaaannn! I need to take a shower now! I'm going to be late!" Naruto pounded and glared at the door in front of him, his bottom lip sticking out. 'And it's all your fault.' He mentally accused. 'Grr… Why didn't It-chan wake me? If he was too lazy to do it then he shouldn't have sealed the doors then so Ten-nii could wake me.'
From the other side of the door a devious smirk marked at the brunette's face. He remembered what he forgot now. He opened the door just to see the relieved face of the blond before pulling him in with different kind of pounding in mind.
…………………………….
Naruto moodily ate his breakfast at the same time glaring at Itachi. Not like it did much because the person in question is hidden from view with a newspaper. But judging by the smug aura the long haired brunette is exuding he could pretty much guess that yeah, Itachi knew he was glaring holes at him through the papers and liking it very much so.
Grr... And his butt just stop hurting too and now it's hurting again.
"Tenpou." Itachi held his empty cup up. Tenpou who was just staring off to space all the while holding a pot of strong brewed coffee blinked as if startled. "Uh. Hai." He walked towards his lord and poured him a cup before settling down at his seat beside the young master.
"You don't really need to hurry Naruto-sama. Hatake-san isn't the earliest person to arrive is he?" He transferred pieces of Tempura to the blond boy's plate. The other brunette in the room grunted in agreement.
At that question, Naruto stopped pouting for a moment. Come to think of it, Kakashi-sensei never came in time. Mou! Why do they come so early in the mornings anyway! He internally razzed himself.
'Baka. Naruto you baka.'
"Ehehe. I forgot." He received another helping of rice from the older man. "Arigato Ten-nii." He chirped.
"Huh? Oh, you're welcome."
Naruto tilted his head to the side in confusion while Itachi noted his servant's countenance at the corner of his eyes. Tenpou seems to be focusing intensely at an invisible dot at the opposite wall. Whatever troubling him had caused him to forget his cooling cup of coffee at his hands. Itachi folded back his newspaper. He placed them on the free part of the table and faced the blond.
"What time are you going?"
"E…Eh? Eight." Naruto turned his confused eyes to the Uchiha. "What is it?"
"It's ten – thirty."
Naruto blinked. Then blinked.
And blinked again.
"Uso!" He began to panic again as he gobbled down the rest of his breakfast as fast as he can. This is so unfair. This is so, so not fair. Why is this happening to him? He internally wailed. And it happened when It-chan came to visit too.
"Thanks for the food!" He slammed his bowl and chopsticks at the table before dashing away to the bathroom to brush his teeth. Meanwhile, Itachi followed his blond with his vision with checked amusement.
His face as impassive as ever he asked without facing the other remaining occupant of the dining room "Is there something you should tell me…" He finally turned to his servant. "Tenpou?"
The older brunette sighed and took a sip at his cup, grimaced and put it back down. It was now cold. "Iie. It is nothing Itachi-dono."
Not bothering to pry, Itachi nodded and muttered a thank you for the breakfast before standing up, leaving the room for Tenpou to attend his job.
"I'm leaving."
Itachi stood leaning at the wall watching as the younger male slipped on his sandals and strapped on his backpack. He straightened and made his way to his lover. Naruto looked up as his chin was cupped by a pale hand. Soft ebony eyes looked down on his own, his lids shut close as he leaned to the touch and convinced himself to just feel.
Fingers brushed away his bangs as soft lips pressed lightly at his forehead, then at his nose and finally at his mouth. "Be safe and hurry back." Itachi whispered before sighing, letting go and stepping back.
Naruto opened his eyes, his cheeks flushed a little. He grinned and nodded his head, "Un!"
"Naru-chan! You're late!"
The blond in question looked around searching for the snow haired jounin. Not here.
'Yokatta…' He could breathe easier now.
"Ne, ne Naru-chan. Did something happen?" Sakura asked concerned. Sasuke raised an inquisitive eyebrow.
Naruto scratched the back of his head sheepishly while his other hand is raised in a prayer position. "ehehe. Gomen. I woke up late you see."
Sasuke snorted and turned away. "Dobe ga."
"You should wake up earlier Naru-chan. You don't want to turn like kakashi-sensei now would you?" Sakura admonished. The blond bopped his head up and down. "Hai, hai. Sorry Sakura-chan." He smiled then glared at the other member of Team seven. "Stop calling me dobe jerk!"
The pale boy smirked. "Dobe."
"Grr….Sasukeeeee!"
"Oi! Is that you brat?" A loud male voiced sounded halting the blond before a round of screaming would ensue. Naruto perked up, imaginary cat ears springing at his head. "Tazu-jiji!"
There standing by the gate is the old man. And he is somber! Naruto rushed to the old man with extra bounce at his steps, stopping only when he stood in front of the grandpa. Tazuna ruffled the young one's hair. He chucked, "Still girly as ever eh brat?" the question coming out more like a statement. Naruto tries to slap the hand away in retaliation. "I'm not girly."
Tazuna caught him in a headlock and knuckled his head, "You're hopeless boy. What the hell happened to your male genes? Stop pouting and be more manly brat. You're supposed to be a role model for Inari."
"My genes are just fine! I'm not girly!"
"No. You're just being cute which is wrong for a boy. Suave or sexy is what you need to be. Just like that guy." He jerked at thumb to Sasuke who blinked, startled. Naruto choked.
It could be because of his head still trapped in a headlock or maybe because of the whole Sasuke thing, who could ever know.
Oh.
Jesus.
Christ.
Who are we kidding? It IS because of Sasuke!
'That….that JERK! He already brainwashed Tazu-jiji's mind. That's it. Now I'm sure he's bent on taking over the world!' Naruto took big gulps of air when he finally escaped from the headlock. "I'M NOT GIRLY!"
"…"
"……."
"Did you just squeal like a girl?"
"Shut up. I did not."
"You did. I just realized that even your voice sounds like a girl."
"Shut up!"
POF! Out of a ring of smoke emerged Kakashi. He regarded the arguing duo with curiosity. Normally it was with Sasuke the blond fought. "Ma, those two sure are lively. What's happening?"
Sakura shook her head and didn't answer. Nothing is wrong with Naru-chan! He's perfect the way he is.
"Apparently, it is about Naruto's lack of testosterone." Sasuke drawled out lazily. He watched the two with humor sparkling just beneath his emotionless façade. "Hmm. I see." Kakashi put his hand under his chin in a thinking manner. "He is rather cute isn't he?" He observed.
Sakura nodded her head furiously. Yeah! 'Naru-chan is so cute!' inner Sakura cheered. With Naruto hair messed up like that, he looked even cuter. Like he just got out of the bed or something. ( A/N: A definite Bed head. Fuckable I say. I think a certain someone is thinking just the same thing. Hohoho…. )
Sasuke… looked away. His cheeks suddenly feel warm. Wait. Is he… is he blushing? No. No way! Unacceptable. Uchihas never blush. It's just the temperature. That must be it. It's summer and the weather are warmer than usual. His skin warming is perfectly normal.
Unless of course you take note that only his cheeks and that certain southern part of his body is heating up is caused by the weather is considered normal, but who's bothering with the details anyway. He's not.
It's normal.
Yep. Perfectly normal.
He shifted feeling the baggy shorts a bit tighter than usual. It's normal! He just grabbed the wrong pair this morning.
Right. Everything is peachy right and normal in the world.
He shifted again. (A/N: covers mouth with a hand. Hohoho. Sasuke you naughty little boy.)
Meanwhile…
"Darn it! Poor Inari."
"Tazu –jiji! Shut up!"
"What am I going to do? His role model is girly! I don't want a girly grandson. Nooo!"
"ARGH! URUSAI!"
Tenpou paused from his writing and looked outside the window. The hokage is out playing with his grandson and once more he is left with mountain high piles of paperwork.
A bird crossed his vision.
"Kanan…"
His eyes unfocused for a moment. He sighed, removing his spectacles, he leaned his back to the chair.
Maybe he should take a break. Take a cigar or two and maybe even three cups of black coffee.
Right. He needs a break and a breath of fresh air.
He stood up; cast a final glance at the direction of the Water nation before leaving the room.
Itachi stood in front of table. The surface is covered by a thick layer of dust; in fact the whole room is covered by dust marking it as untouched for a number of years.
He picked up a faced down frame and wiped some of the dust away with his thumb revealing the smiling face of a younger version of Sasuke carried at his back while they were at the spring festival.
He closed his eyes and returned the frame back at the table once more face down.
"Outoto…" With that he disappeared in a blur, stirring no dust aside from what he had touched.
As he had left, the glass of the faced down frame cracked.