Naruto blinked, his thick eyelashes fluttering perfectly over his blue eyes.
Itachi.
Song.
About him.
A little bell went off somewhere in Naruto's brain, and his azure orbs got bigger and bigger, till he stood there, next to the railing of the second floor hallway, his eyes threatning the size of saucer plates.
He blinked continuously for about five minutes, an intense look of concentration on his face till finally he said "Itachi..."
"Yes, Naruto-kun?" the dark haired boy said quietly, his blush slowly waning.
"...I don't get it."
Itachi dead panned, nearly falling flat on his own pale face. He oggled at Naruto, wondering how one single person could be so, so...DENSE?
It shouldn't have been humanly possible! Couldn't be!
But there stood the prime example, right in front of him, looking as kami damned cute as ever with a 'Why-are-you-angry-I'm-so-cute-and-innocent' look on his face.
Naruto looked up at Itachi, tugging adorably on one of the sleeves on his dark night shirt.
"Wassa' matter? I don't understand?" he pouted, sniffing stubbornley. Then, standing on his tippy-toes, he looked Itachi dead in the eye. "Why would you be singing about me?"
"I li-" Itachi began, but Naruto -losing his equlibrium (balance, you illiterate fools!)- grabbed onto the nearest thing(which just happened to be a very flustered Uchiha), and took ahold of the black nightshirt once again, pulling Itachi down with him.
Thankfully, Itachi's body provided enough weight to keep Naruto from falling over the railing.
Unfortunately (or not), the force of Itachi's body falling along with Naruto ended up with Itachi straddling Naruto, a hand near either side of the blonde's head, and both boys' faces being only about three centimeters shy of each other's.
It was, at that particular moment in time, when a certain younger Uchiha was coming out to use the restroom.
Both Naruto and Itachi looked form Sasuke, to each other, to Sasuke again.
With a wide, obsidian eyed look of horror and pure shock, Sasuke gazed upon his brother and Naruto.
"Sasuke! This isn't what it looks li-!" Itachi began to shout before the raven haired prodigy whipped around and fled back into his room faster than the speed of a thirteen cent burrito through the digestive system of a fat construction worker.
Itachi and Naruto both quickly got up, both avoiding each other's gaze. "So, erm, you're gonna need a place to sleep for the night since, um..." Itachi stammered, scratching a spot behind his head.
"Yeah...Erm, I don't think Sasuke's gonna' let me...uh...go back into his ehhh...room..." Naruto stuttered, twiddling his tanned fingers in a loop around each other.
"Well...ummmmm...we haven't exactly made up a guest room yet, but there is a room you could use." Itachi said, finally gaining back some control over his brain and body.
He led Naruto down the long, winding, meticulously neat halways of the Uchiha household until they came to a midnight blue door.
Itachi took a deep intake of breath before opening the door, which opened to reveal Naruto's dream room.
The walls were painted an actually nice shade of pastel orange, matched with a black four boster bed, a huge closet with black doors, a mini refridgerator (black, of course) filled with ramen and soda, a microwave ontop of the refridgerator, a book case with huge shelves filled with multiple manga and a boom box, and a sign on the door that said "Ramen X-ing".
"WHOA!THIS IS AWESOME!" Naruto cried, pouncing on the soft feather bed, only to be bounced lightly up and down.
Itachi let out a breath, smiling lightly.
The blonde's enthusiasm and the pure thickness of his skull were good for something at least.
The truth was, Itachi had actually made that room with Naruto in mind...
(CHEESY FLASHBACK TIME! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!)
Itachi walked down the hallway, coolly passing by crowds of admiring fangirls. He had his H.P. Lovecraft book in one hand and his back pack slung over the opposite shoulder.
Suddenly, a streak of yellow and orange hit him dead in the chest. Itachi stopped and looked down.
There, was an adorable little kid (whom Itachi had first mistaken for a girl) with tan skin, adorable little whisker marks, blonde hair, and the biggest, bluest eyes the Uchiha had ever seen.
"Ow...Oh! GOMEN NASAI!" the kid practically shouted, bowing quickly and running off.
Later that evening, Itachi learned more about the kid from his little brother, who was on a rant about how he hated all the bumbling idiots they stuck him in school with, and that the teachers were all idiots.
Itachi had also (coincidentally) watched a program earlier, about some bizzar culture who made a room in their homes for the bride to stay in whenever they came.
Not really knowing what he was doing, Itachi made a dazed walk to one of the many guestrooms in the Uchiha household, and decorated it according to what his little brther had said(actually Screamed was more the word) about the boy.
Orochimaru, one of Itachi's friends, accompanied by Kisame walked into the room to find Itachi lying on the fourposter bed, sprawled out and completely spent by the work.
"'The FUCK!" was all Kisame said, while Orochimaru just shook his head form side to side, tsking at the prodigy. "Me thinks our little Uchiha bumpkin has a new obsession."
(End flash back)
"Itachi...?" Naruto said, bringing the boy back to reality.
"Yes?"
"Ummm...I have school tomorrow soooo...Can I go to sleep?"
The elder Uchiha shrugged, and flicked off the lights, walking back to his room.
The next day, Tsunade was calling up students to tell what they had learned about the other as of today.
Sauske smirked. "Well I learned exactly three things about Naruto."
"One," he continued "Naruto is even more than an idiot. He's a completely inane little idiot."
"Two," the Uchiha said," Based on my deductions, Naruto has to have one of the worst diets on the planet."
"And three..." he began, breaking into a smile of pure evil," He is not only the most idiotic person in the world but,"
Here he paused, making sure everybody was paying attention to him and staring at Naruto at the same time,
"He's in love with my brother."
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