Ok, this chapter has alot of Itachi in it so appreciate his return! But really I hope you guys enjoy this chapter, I poured alot of emotion into it. Review if you want speedy updates!
"Itachi! Don't sample the shit man! If we don't get every dime for this stuff Pein's gonna have our asses!" Kisame yelled at his partner. Itachi sat in the back of their black van attempting to bag cocaine in various shaped and colored plastic Baggies for the ten bricks of cocaine that had been given to him and Kisame to distribute to clients. Kisame drove as slowly as possible without getting any attention from the public they were driving around. Occasionally though, he'd hit a bump or take a hard turn and Itachi would spill powder on to the van's floor. He'd wet his finger and scoop it up just as quickly as it fell and this angered Kisame.
"You act as if a few grains will go noticed." Itachi rebutted.
"You don't know Pein, you've never met him." Kisame replied lightly. "Besides, you'll have your chance to get your own stuff later tonight, after we make these deliveries." Itachi's face-hardened with Kisame's last words. He stopped working and became lost in thought as he burned holes into the van's floor with his eyes. Kisame caught a glimpse of him in the rear view mirror and double took a few times before he spoke to Itachi again. "What's wrong?" was all he could manage to ask.
"I'm rethinking doing this." Itachi said quietly, almost inaudibly.
"Why? You said you were ok with this kind of stuff."
"Yes, but not like this. It's different, don't pretend you don't understand that." Kisame became lost for words. It was indeed a totally different matter, but their current condition required Itachi's aid.
"Listen, we need money. This shit here isn't going to cut it."
"Then why don't you-"
"I'm not into that, you know that." Kisame cut in, not allowing Itachi to finish his request. "I'm going to do this, you're going to do that. That was the plan man!" Kisame said getting nervous and frustrated.
"Yeah, right" Itachi said. He was feeling more lost than ever now, crossing boundaries he never imagined he'd have cross before. Itachi had made an agreement with Kisame for their own well being, but he felt his part in their scheme required much more than Kisame's. He'd gladly take driving around dangerous, cop-ridden streets delivering cocaine over his deal. Itachi looked at Kisame, who was glancing at him often now in the rear view mirror, almost like he expected Itachi to jump out of the back door of the van or something. When they shared glances once more Kisame brought his eyes back to the road and instantly began to look somber. He sighed out loudly and spoke again.
"You don't have to." He said, causing Itachi to sit up more alert.
"What?" Itachi asked, wanting clarity in Kisame's words.
"You don't have to do it, we can find another way for you to make money." Itachi looked at the back of Kisame's head and remembered why he had left his dank boarded up apartment to stay with Kisame in his car. He felt gratitude for the other man and really considered him a friend. Itachi relaxed himself once more and continued to work bagging their dope. He thought about Sasuke again but pushed the lonely desperation to hold his brother down. He knew Sasuke was being taken care of and that was enough for him at this moment. Minutes passed and Itachi had come to a mental decision.
"Kisame, I'll go along with this." He said, in almost a business like tone. Kisame had just pulled over into an expensive area in the city. He parked in front of an apartment building and turned to look at Itachi.
"I said you didn't have to. Why are you changing your mind?" Itachi finished bagging their product and started handing portions to Kisame.
"Because we need the money and I'm feeling kind of lonely anyway." Kisame pocketed the stash as he looked at Itachi and a wide familiar grin spread across his face.
"You're definitely a weird one." He said humorously as he slipped out of the van. "Be right back."
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A few hours later Itachi had prepared and sat in the nice living room of a man from the upper city. It had a beautiful view of the entire city and the river that that separated it from the suburbs, from his brother. Itachi spaced out as Kisame and the man who owned the apartment spoke with each other in a dimly lit corner of the room. He allowed his body to drag him off of the silken beige sofa and towards the massive window. He wanted to see far ahead of him, directly into his brother's room to watch his sleeping body. He went to press a hand against the window when the man called after him, terror stricken.
"Please! Don't touch the glass." He said fearfully. When Itachi had backed away from the man's precious windows he relaxed his body and beckoned Itachi over to himself and Kisame with a wave of his hand. Itachi sat next to them in the adjoining dinning room. He looked at the handsome dark haired man and then the chandelier above himself. The gentle orange glow from the chandelier and various crystal lighting pieces set a relaxing, but unnerving glow around the room. It could have possibly been more enjoyable had Itachi not been anticipating the next moves that were about to be made.
"So one thousand right?" Kisame asked the man, obviously getting to the point now that Itachi had made his appearance.
"Yes, half now half later. I'll pay more afterwards, if it's good." The man said casually. Kisame shot a glance at Itachi. He didn't return his gaze, but continued to stare up into the chandeliers ominous glow.
"Alright sir, I'll be taking my leave now then." Kisame said, standing up and turning heel.
"Oh call me Takashi." The man said happily standing up politely as Kisame left.
"See you in the morning, sharp." Kisame said as he reached the front door. He turned around to look at Itachi who was still staring at the ceiling. "Itachi?" He called after him, getting his attention. They looked at each other and Kisame gave Itachi a reassuring nod and then left.
"So Itachi, is it?" Takashi said sitting back down across from Itachi. Itachi's eyes danced down to the man's who smiled back at him. Itachi did not return the smile, but stared into Takashi's eyes intensely. "That's an interesting name."
"Do you really like small talk?" Itachi said, still staring at his customer.
"Excuse me?" Takashi asked, a bit taken back.
"Or would you rather we just start having sex? I don't need to be buttered up." Itachi said bluntly. Takashi smiled, feeling reassured once more with his transaction.
"Whatever you want, follow me." Takashi led Itachi into his bedroom, which too was laden with dim orange light. The tops of the walls were laced with ceiling lights that gave the room a closed in feeling. It was very simple, and had the same ceiling to floor windows as the living room parallel to it. Itachi watched as Takashi sat on his beige silk bed sheets atop his boxed in bed. Itachi hated those beds frames; they looked more suited for waterbeds than regular ones. Takashi looked at Itachi as he unfastened his expensive leather beat that wrap around his tweed pin striped pants. Itachi wondered if this would be less bearable if Takashi had been a poor fat man they met on a corner. He wanted to sit and ponder the many ways this situation could be worse for him, but his customer was calling and after his outburst, not willing to wait. Itachi walked up to Takashi, thinking if he should imagine Sasuke instead of the man in front of him. They locked lips as Itachi straddled the man and Itachi realized that there was no possibility of numbing himself to the situation. He decided to treat it was it was, a profession. He remembered Takashi's statement of paying more if the sex was good the next time and made note to take the man for a ride. He pushed Takashi down and started immediately removing his jacket and shirt as he unclothed himself also.
"You don't waste time do you?" Takashi asked excitedly. Itachi didn't respond, he disrobed Takashi and licked at his nipples, emanating a loud moan from the man beneath him. Itachi knew his actions alone weren't the culprit for the pleasure, and took solace in that fact as he groped and kissed this stranger. They entwined in each other for long periods, until Itachi slid down from Takashi and brought the tweed pants with him, then the baby blue boxer briefs. Takashi was already so hard, there wasn't any need in sucking him off, but to not do so would mean a bad show, bad reviews. Itachi took Takashi's cock in his mouth and sucked it gently, sending a shiver through the man's body. He took it in his hand and licked all around it, slicking it up for his next move. Takashi wrapped both sets of fingers in Itachi's hair, releasing the strands from the prison of his hair tie. He caressed his scalp and guided Itachi's head up and down his dick as it made an entrance into Itachi's mouth once more. Takashi moaned and groaned and tried to stop himself from thrusting into Itachi's throat when Itachi removed his cock and spoke to him in the sexiest husky voice he had ever heard.
"Yes, do that. You can fuck my throat." Takashi complied gleefully and he slowly pushed himself into Itachi's mouth until he felt his throat against his cock's head. He hesitated, unsure of how far he could actually go, and not wanting to ruin the perfection this experience already was. Before he could make any moves Itachi finished the job for him, he pushed himself onto Takashi's cock more, allowing it to slip down his throat. Takashi moaned and held back an instant orgasm as he clenched Itachi's hair in his hands.
"Oh fuck, you're amazing." He rocked his hips loving the sensations of Itachi's wet bumpy throat against his cock's head. He could cum, he could have came right then and ended it all, but Itachi removed his dick and stood up. He turned around and Takashi watched his wonderfully nude body walk out of the room confused, a few seconds later Itachi had returned with a bottle in his hands. He crawled onto the bed past Takashi and squeezed some of the lube in the bottle he had retrieve on to his fingers. Takashi watched him, almost unsure of what he was doing, until Itachi took his fingers to his asshole and lube it up. He bent down onto his knees and waited for Takashi to take charge. The man stood up and crawled onto the bed behind Itachi, positioning himself at his entrance. He licked his fingers and rubbed them on the head of his cock and this pushed into Itachi.
"You're so tight. You can't have done this much." He grunted out.
"You're right, I haven't." Itachi replied, his voice losing composure and moaning gently. He braced himself against the bed, feeling Takashi getting rougher with his thrusts. Takashi grabbed hold of Itachi's hips, and rammed them into himself, in tune with his thrusts, he bellowed cries of passion and traced his hand up Itachi's back to his head, pushing the upper half of his body down so that his cheek lay against the sheets of the bed and his ass was lifted high into the air. Takashi pounded Itachi's asshole endlessly and Itachi couldn't restrain himself from moaning and grunting though he had drifted away mentally. The world around seemed to stand still and even Takashi's grunts and the sounds of their skin slapping together faded away. Itachi wondered if he could really have become so numb to not feel this, so soon. Takashi could be heard again, yelling "I'm gonna cum!" in Itachi's ear as he bent over and wrapped his arms around his waist. He panted requests as he pulled Itachi back up onto his hands. "Can I cum inside of you?" He asked and Itachi nodded gently. A few more thrusts later Itachi could feel the sticky hot seed of this stranger man inside of him and they fell to the bed, exhausted. Takashi chuckled, as he turned over onto his back, apparently having enjoyed the ride. Itachi lay on his right side with his back facing Takashi. He could feel the man running his fingers through his hair again and eventually turning over to kiss his shoulders. The affection unnerved Itachi, though he didn't let it show and two eventually feel asleep sweaty and in Itachi's case a bit sticky.
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Uchiha Sasuke was awake. Hooray another day of avoiding his father so that he wouldn't have to clean out Itachi's room. Two weeks had passed and Sai's parents had said their farewells and left their son to the aid of his aunt and uncle for the entire summer. Sasuke was pleased that he didn't have to deal with annoying Sai this summer but had taken up the act of ignoring him as much as he had his father one week ago, upset with Sai for openly offering Sasuke a hand in cleaning Itachi's room in front of his parents. No matter how many times Sai had said "I'm sorry," or "I was only saying that to calm your parent's down," Sasuke still refused to talk to or have sex with his cousin. The petition finally growing on him though, Sasuke had allowed Sai to sleep in his room late last night. The boy had crept in after his aunt and uncle had fallen asleep, whispering apologies and pleas for some affection. Sasuke couldn't refuse. He has spent two weeks in his house doing a number of chores and cleaning out his own room, basement and attic to avoid going near Itachi's space. Even Naruto seemed to have disappeared and he craved someone to talk to after so long.
This morning, Sasuke awoke to Sai hugging his waist and resting his head on his chest and couldn't help but feel a strong attachment to him, he pat his head gently and when Sai stirred and woke up to smile at Sasuke, he returned it.
"A smile? Does this mean you're no longer mad at me?" Sai asked happily.
"Nope." Sasuke replied bluntly as he slide out of bed and away from Sai. The older boy frowned at him, confused. Sasuke stood up and stretched his arms above his head, giving Sai a brief glimpse of the belly he loved to lick.
"So you're not going to forgive me?" Sai asked a bit more seriously, sitting up on Sasuke's bed. Sasuke looked at his cousin and smirked gently. He moved towards him and cupped Sai's chin in his left hand, then laid a tiny kiss against his lips.
"No, I'll never forgive you." Sasuke replied and walked out of his bedroom towards the upstairs bathroom. Sai smiled and licked his lips. He laid back down and rested his head behind his hands, somewhat glad Itachi wasn't around.
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Later that evening as Sasuke and Sai watched a movie on what quickly had become the same date night Sasuke's parents shared, they heard a knock at the front door. Worried that Sasuke's parents had returned early and possibly left a key of some sort, they rushed to clean up the cleaning room and replace pillows on the couch, putting away Fugaku's sake. Sai finished up and Sasuke crept to the door. He looked to Sai with a pang of guilty, this same setting, these same feelings. All of these things Sasuke used to do with Itachi he was now doing with Sai and he regretted and hated how he himself was beginning to replace his brother.
"Sasuke open the door!" Sai whispered to him urgently, getting Sasuke's attention. He complied and slowly creaked the front door open, expecting to see his impatient father on the other side, but he did not. Naruto stood in front of Sasuke's door looking terribly serious.
"Oh it's you." Sasuke said a little relieved. Naruto did not respond, but continued to look at Sasuke intensely, he looked like a man on a mission. Sasuke eyeballed him and when Naruto's gazed turned to Sai's and the expression worsen Sasuke became panicked. He pushed Naruto forward as he walked onto his porch and closed the front door behind himself.
"What's wrong?" Sasuke asked dumbly.
"Don't ask me that stupid question. Why are you doing it?" Naruto asked angrily. Sasuke gulped, his heart raced and he felt slightly woozy. Naruto couldn't know about him and Sai, there was no way.
"Doing what? I don't understand. I haven't seen you in two weeks." Sasuke stammered.
"Because you've been in your house with him!" Naruto yelled, "Doing horrible things." Sasuke's eyes widened, he looked to his left and saw his neighbor in his front yard with his wife on this swinging love seat, staring at them with the utmost interest. Sasuke opened his front door again, he couldn't let Naruto scream these things outside for the neighborhood. He pulled the blonde into his foyer and slammed the door shut behind him.
"What do you know?" He asked fiercely, his face close to Naruto's.
"That you have some kind of sick relationship with your cousin, Sasuke." Naruto replied quietly. Sai had caught his words though and instantly went on the defense. He hated Naruto now, the brat was going to ruin everything himself and Sasuke were sharing.
"You're wrong." Sasuke replied backing away from Naruto slightly.
"Am I?" Naruto asked sarcastically. "I came in here one day to get my wallet, that I never got. I snuck up to your room and I see you in there with him." Naruto pointed at Sai and spoke of him as if he were filth. "With him, entwined like lovers half naked. I've come here a few times afterwards. I have seen you, without shirts on in the attic making out. Early one morning kissing under the tree in your backyard." Naruto said more upset than ever. His voice seemed to crack as he recalled various moments of treachery upon Sasuke. He sounded disappointed and hurt and the emotion from his voice made Sasuke feel more guilty than he had ever remembered feeling. Sasuke felt defeated and with all the evidence against him, he didn't bother to deny it any longer. He looked at Naruto and pressed himself against the wall for support, waiting for the barrage of insults, but they didn't come.
"Why didn't you tell me you were gay?" Naruto asked, confused, wondering why he was left out of this secret for who knows how long.
"I'm, not really gay. More like bisexual." Sasuke replied.
"I've never seen you with a girl." Naruto said, disbelieving Sasuke's words now.
"Does it matter? I still like some girls Naruto."
"Then why this!" Naruto yelled again, pointing to Sai. "Why couldn't find some girl or ANY other guy than him. That's sick man!" Sasuke bowed his head shamefully, he wanted to give Naruto an answer but he couldn't. "What would Itachi think?" Naruto added in. Sasuke's attention jolted back to Naruto's eyes and before he could make any statements Sai decided to butt in.
"He would say, "Sai started as he approached them. "why are you cheating on me Sasuke?"
"Sai!" Sasuke yelled furious with him.
"Who cares now Sasuke! Itachi's gone, Naruto knows. He might as well know everything." Naruto's eyes turned into slits.
"You did this with him to then? Oh man this is too much." Naruto sighed out, holding his face in his hands and turning away from Sasuke.
"Why do you care?" Sai asked, as Sasuke put his back against the wall and slide down it to sit on the floor and cover his face in his hands also, his world crumbling once more. "It doesn't effect you in anyway what he does."
"Are you joking?! He's my best friend, we've been best friends since we were little. I don't want to see in involved with sickness!"
"Involved? You act like he was dragged into this kind of stuff. He wanted it, he's not a victim, you idiot." Naruto moved closer to Sai, clearly ready to hit him, when Sasuke yelled out for them to stop. He looked at them as they moved away from each other once more then buried his face in his hands again. He wanted to cry, but now was not the time. He stood up and tried to push his emotions downwards into his gut.
"Naruto come upstairs with me. Let's talk."
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"So, we're not friends anymore now, I assume." Sasuke said, sitting back on his bed with his back against the wall.
"I never said I wanted that Sasuke and I don't." Naruto replied to him, sitting close by with one leg on the bed wrapped underneath the leg that was dangling off of the bed. "Are you going to stop this with Sai?" He dared to ask.
"No. I need him." Sasuke said, staring at his bed sheets.
"For what?" Naruto asked offended. "I've always been here to help you. You spit on my offers every time."
"You help me in a different way."
"So you just want to replace Itachi. I see."
"No! That's not what I want. You just don't understand. After Itachi left, I felt so alone. The space in my life that he filled was left unoccupied. Sai helps fill that space, but it'll never be in the way my brother did. He and I both know that."
"So what, are you going to marry your cousin Sasuke? Would you think for a moment about what you're doing!" Sasuke froze, he had thought about that situation, many times. Even with Itachi, Sasuke wondered how life would be when they were in their 30's. Of course they couldn't stay in their relationship at that time, but he always found it hard not to live in the moment.
"I'll worry about that when it comes. I'm sure I'll find a girl or guy that I'll want to be with for the long run, and cut things off with Sai, for now, I won't stop." Naruto looked at Sasuke. He seemed so lost and came off terribly in consistent. He wanted to slap Sasuke around, beat him into thought and at the same time hug him and ease his problems away, but eventually after over an hour or talking, Naruto conceded to defeat.
"Alright, fine. But don't expect me to cover for you if anything were to come up regarding this."
"I won't." Sasuke replied to his friend, getting off of his bed and standing up to stretch.
"And Sasuke?" Naruto called after him before he could open his bedroom door. Sasuke turned around and walked back to Naruto.
"Yes?" Naruto grabbed Sasuke's hand and pulled the raven-haired boy down to him, locking them in a hug, then talked into his ear.
"I love you."
A/N So how was that? I liked ended it with an emotional cliffhanger :D...the next chapter is the pinnacle of the entire story, so if you want it, you know what to do? Thanks to all you guys that do review and let me know how you feel, it helps alot and I appreciate it more than you know!
