Disclaimer: No, I don't own Naruto, but I know who does! The name escapes me so, don't mind me plagerizing the IDEA (along with the characters).
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By: Apherion
Chapter 2: Unknown
"What the hell is going on here?" Miffed, no, way beyond pissed now, Itachi immediately attacked at Sasuke's collar, drawing his shorter little brother close to his face.
"I don't give a damn if he was your fucking friend at one point. You didn't kill him. Now, I will. You may be Orochimaru's student, but that doesn't stop me kicking your punk ass here and now!" Itachi hissed so severely Sasuke winced as though he was already being whipped.
"Orochi-chan's landed me with you, so you will follow direction. I could give a rat's ass if you thought you were betraying this so called 'humanity' that you swore you'd show when gaining power to beat me. You fucking idiot," he spit the words snidely, pointing at the ropes still intact around the now dozing kyuubi. "Did you really think you'd be able to 'save' your friend?" He raised his eyebrows, glaring angrily at the boy that could screw everything up. I should've killed him when he was seven, he thought sourly. Shoving him away from his face while letting go of his collar, Itachi stared down the Uchiha laying splayed on the dirt at his feet. The mouth of the boy attempted to work.
"Get off your pedestal," he cut-out roughly from his spot. "Orochimaru never trained you because he knew you weren't that strong. I'm going to become stronger than you…traitor." Itachi laughed his high, cold laugh. This found very funny, coming from his brother, who had done the exact same thing.
"Traitor, ha, you're the hypocrite you twit! You goddamn, fucking, pussy! You couldn't even last in a battle with me now, let alone against the kyuubi! You are despicable! Besides, I've defeated Orochimaru once before." Sasuke got to his feet, and snapped back unexpectedly.
"Orochimaru picked me instead of you because of his stiff requirements, unlike you who couldn't meet a stiff requirement head on!" That did it. Itachi couldn't stop laughing at this remark.
"You fucked Orochimaru?" He managed to get out between haughty shows of relish. He knew he had gotten Sasuke to blush at that too. Sasuke couldn't comeback with anything either, which Itachi found even more hilarious. It meant that it was true, and this was too rich.
"You really are a pussy," with that Itachi turned his back on his little, homo-sexual brother. A second passed by from that last comment when a kunai delved deep into Itachi's back, but a puff of smoke enveloped the 'body' and transformed into a swirl of underbrush from the forest floor. The real Itachi heard Sasuke curse from where Naruto was tied securely.
But even though Sasuke had lain himself down for some shut-eye, the quiescence was lost when Naruto was accidentally awoken. Itachi looked around to notice where the murmurings were coming from. Quick as he could, for some reason beyond his knowledge, the older prodigy covered the kyuubi's mouth. Blue orbs blinked up at the older Uchiha, going unnoticed by him as well.
Casting a glance downwards, Itachi was shocked by the intensity of those eyes. Oceanic, but when compared to ocean, they were bluer. Too blue…and the golden color of his hair were too perfect, like Apollo himself had kissed the boy's head to grow his hair like that. A tender look unknowingly crept into his face, and warmth spread through him. It was as though he was feeling something more than what he had felt in the past.
The moonlight graced the kyuubi's face, revealing the prominent markings on his face, and Itachi broke his gaze from the boy's. No, he shook his head, I'm imagining things. He removed his hand the kyuubi's face and dropped it to his side. He hen slunk over to his place of rest and closed his eyes in a futile attempt to drown the memory of the boy that should've been dead by now.
He wasn't bothered for the rest of the night, save for a continual appearance of Sasuke's childhood friend. He awoke to the sounds of one overly excited bird that decided to perch itself in the tree branch above him. Growling, Itachi swiftly threw a senbon at the offending animal and watched it fall twitching to the ground. A groan sounded from the tied blond.
He stiffened, not wanting to have to encounter him so early whilst the others lay peacefully in their fantasidic dreams. Pestilent fools, he thought angrily. He cursed the bird too. If it weren't not for that thing, he'd have still been in his own dreams, however disturbed they might have been. Biting his tongue though, he pulled out a kunai and tossed it into his right hand. He would need his left if the kid tried anything stupid.
"Wake," he said to the dozing Naruto who, after hearing his captor's voice, began to struggle against his bindings. Itachi sneered at the goldenrod head so much shorter than he.
"If you wish to stretch your legs I wouldn't keep doing that," Itachi threatened menacingly. The boy stopped his vain endeavor to free himself to blink confusedly at the cold, older Uchiha. The blue eyes struck him again and Itachi had to force his gaze away from how captivating they were. Itachi set the kunai unbearably close to the boy's skin as he freed him from his restraints. Strangely, the boy didn't try to run. One look into his eyes told him everything though. The fire that had been there the day before had disappeared completely from them. He had resigned himself to his death.
Pushing him forward, Itachi followed closely behind, kunai still at the kyuubi's neck. A sigh emitted from the boy. Itachi tried to drown it from his mind, but something just wasn't right. Why would he just give up like that? Because he's not even a chuunin and you are out of his league if you were to fight, even with his inner fox, he wouldn't be able to defeat you. Ah, yes, that was it. Shame though, I was looking forward to kicking his and my little brother's ass today.
Leaving the boy to himself, Itachi stared at the lake, glittering from the morning's sunlight. It was something that he loved and hated. Something that happy never really was anything in the real world. The real world was full of war and death and blood. A splash entered his fogged mind. Water danced across his vision and then settled itself back into its original state. The blond haired boy had jumped into the lake, disturbing its contents.
"What do you…" he trailed off, figuring that it wouldn't hurt to let the boy swim until Itachi himself got bored. But for some reason, boredom was the furthest thing from his mind. Watching the boy swim was some sort of tantalization that he'd never encountered before, but so sweet to know he was the only one to be watching the boy. His mouth opened when the boy came close to the shore, about to pick himself up from the watery depths of the lake.
"What is your name?" First rule of killing something if you're going to have it in your custody for a time; never name the animal, it makes the separation harder.
"Uzumaki Naruto," he said it nonchalantly as he pulled himself from the lake and dressed again. Itachi actually rose from his perch against the tree's trunk and moved closer to him. Fear seemed to shoot through the boy as Itachi closed the distance. Itachi tossed the kunai into his left for the moment and extended his right hand to touch the boy's cheek. To have the kyuubi look at him, unknown to Itachi he had gained a sense of sympathy for the boy's lack of fervor. To Itachi's known being though, Uzumaki Naruto was as defeated as they could probably come, already succumbed to the fact that he would die no matter what.
The blue eyes-even though he was prepared for it this time-astonished him even further than before, and his thumb lightly caressed the cheek that his right hand was holding. His golden hair caressed Itachi's hand, tickling it softly. Naruto had closed his eyes and allowed his head to lean into Itachi's supporting hand. It was then Itachi dropped the kunai from his left hand.
A/N: Just a little longer, Yaoi-Crazed Fangirl from Gaia has stuck again so I promptly finished up chapter two with a tiny bit of fluff (I know her IRL, I actually see her on a 'weekly' basis (weekly is being used loosely because we see each other twice a week).
Ai,
Apherion