A/n: Another chapter, I think I'm on a roll, ne? Lolz. Anyway, I got lots of votes and so far the majority says ItaNaru but there's still time, so don't be shy and vote for either SasuNaru or ItaNaru. I know a promised a surprise in the last chappy, but I couldn't quite get it to fit in, so I put it in this chapter.
Chapter Four: Comfort from Itachi and more about my mother.
Naruto desperately leaned onto Itachi's body and relished in the comfort the older man was offering. Naruto loved being held in such a way. Itachi had wrapped his arms around the blond in a protective embrace and allowed Naruto to bury his tear stained cheeks in his chest. The elder Uchiha made soft cooing noises and soothingly rubbed Naruto's back to pacify the stricken blond. Sure that Naruto had calmed down enough; Itachi gently withdrew Naruto and looked at the blond with an intense stare.
"Now that you're ok, tell me your name," Itachi said quietly.
"N-Naruto Uzumaki," said blond mumbled.
"Naruto? What is your relationship with my brother?" Itachi asked and seemed to love how the blond kitsune's name rolled off his tongue. Naruto looked away and Itachi used his finger and forced the blond look at him. Naruto gazed at those obsidian eyes, eyes just like Sasuke, reflecting almost nothing, and for a moment, Naruto was trapped in the concentrated power of his eyes. Itachi sighed and still clutching the blond, he drew the smaller boy closer and asked mildly in his ear, "Are you his whore from school?" Itachi knew it sounded harsh, hell, it sounded awful even to his own ears, but he had to know the truth if he was to confront his brother.
"I am NOT a whore," Naruto bit out immediately, and broke Itachi's grip on him. Not even flinching, Itachi got up and held out a hand to assist the fuming blond.
"I didn't mean to upset you, but that bed (Itachi points to bed) tells me differently," the elder raven said, his voice holding absolutely no emotion. Naruto looked at the bed and then down at the floor in shame and humiliation. All his pent up anger was gone, and all he was left with was his grief. His eyes were brimming with unshed tears as he tried to keep them up. His backside ached and he could feel Itachi's gaze linger on his neck where Sasuke had bit him.
"I-I don't have a choice," Naruto said, sounding defeated and broken. Itachi looked at the beautiful boy in front of him and wondered why on earth anyone would want to hurt the blond. His blue eyes were captivating and his sun kissed tresses that felt like silk. His face had a look of innocence, yet it told a story of torture and hurts. Itachi then gingerly traced the whisker marks on his cheeks and then touched the large bite mark on the smaller boy's neck.
Naruto flinched at the contact and Itachi immediately withdrew his hand.
"Did my brother do this?" Itachi asked. Naruto nodded, not really sure what to do anymore. When he was hurt by his father, there was no one there to console him or ask him what he wanted, or why that was happening. Of-course he had Iruka and Sai, but this was an entirely different matter because this guy was a stranger to him, and this stranger acted as though he cared (which was rare. Strangers don't usually do that kinda stuff). Itachi silently seethed with rage and mentally noted that his darling, little brother had a painful appointment with him as soon as possible.
"Why?" Itachi finally asked.
"Huh?" Naruto questioned in confusion, his watery eyes locking gazes with that of the raven.
"Tell me the truth, Naruto. Why are you allowing my foolish brother to hurt you this way?" He asked, but this time more forcefully.
"I told you; I don't have a choice. H-he'll tell my friends and teachers and they'd hate me," Naruto babbled hysterically.
"What? What will he tell them? Naruto, I can't help you if you don't explain to me what's going and if you don't, Sasuke would continue hurting you," Itachi whispered harshly, maybe a little too harshly, as he noticed the blond beauty begin to shiver and soon his small frame was shaking uncontrollably as tears began pouring down his face. He held the blond closer to him, his hands actually feeling the well toned muscles on Naruto's body and he flushed a faint scarlet. He could feel his manhood throb painfully as it begged for release and Itachi had to bit his lip in order to prevent a messy situation.
"Naruto, shhh, please don't cry, but I have to know, or my stupid, idiotic brother of mine, I seriously can't believe I'm related to him, would continue to upset you," Itachi said, not quite believing that he had made a pathetic attempt at a joke. At least it was pathetic enough to make Naruto smile and then erupt into a fit of soft, adorable, cute chuckles. Itachi smiled a little (key words: a little) and then once the blond seemed composed, he looked at him with expectant eyes.
"Well?" he asked, again.
"I-I'm not really comfortable talking about this, Uchiha-san," Naruto responded quietly.
"Please, Itachi is fine. I don't want to make you uncomfortable, but Sasuke will come back any minute now and ravage you again," Itachi pointed out. Naruto sighed and suddenly a wave of exhaustion engulfed him and he wobbled a bit. Itachi steadied him and then said, "Fine, you don't have to tell me, but you better go. I'll explain to Sasuke." Naruto looked at him gratefully and then blurted, "I was raped by my dad until I reached 12 and the social services rescued me." Naruto was stunned and unsure why in the hell did he just tell this man his deepest, darkest secret. Instead of clamping his mouth shut and walking away in shame, he found himself explaining to Itachi why he was here.
"Sasuke found out and blackmailed me. I don't want my friends to know or my teachers. Don't tell anyone please, especially Sasuke," Naruto pleaded. Itachi was surprised and angry and quite surprised. His brother certainly had an appointment with his fist this afternoon. Naruto had been through so much when he was a kid and now he had to live through it again.
"Naruto, I'm sorry, I really am. I'll help as much as I can," Itachi said gently and meant every word. He began liking the blond, a lot. His face, his tears, his voice; everything about Naruto was so perfect, yet his life was anything but that. Naruto nodded and then turned to leave.
"Thank you, Itachi," he said shyly. Cute, Itachi thought, he's so damn gorgeous.
Naruto left and Itachi sat on the messed up bed and waited patiently for stupid brother's arrival.
When Naruto reached home, the first thing he saw was pink. He opened the door and groaned as he saw Sakura Haruno, Tsunade's secretary, seated at the breakfast table with Iruka, sipping a cup of tea.
"Naruto!" she exclaimed and excitedly rushed to hug him. Said blond immediately backed away and looked at Iruka, fuming.
"She wanted to see you," he said plainly.
"Oh how I missed you," Sakura whispered hoarsely, as if trying to hold back tears. Naruto gazed coldly at her, his mind reeling with memories and everything in his past. He began walking upstairs, stopped and then looked over his shoulder and said contemptuously, "I'm sorry, but I don't feel the same, Mother."
A/n: Uh…surprise? Sakura is Naruto's mother, I was surprised. Any way, I know it wasn't long and more info will be revealed in the later chapters. Hope you like, and plz review or else this fic is history (jus joking), but seriously, review.
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