A/n: You people are the best!! I have gotten so many lovely reviews and so many votes and think it's final that ItaNaru is the winner, but there's still time. This fic is on the road to completion, maybe 3 or 4 more chapters…something so and so. I am also very pleased that people who are French and Spanish and whatever are reading this, so it really touches me.
Chapter Five: Itachi confronts Sasuke, a moment with My Mother and Itachi again.
"He hates me," Sakura sobbed uncontrollably in Iruka's shirt. Iruka patted the grief stricken woman on the back muttered incoherent words.
"I'll go talk to him, Sakura, don't worry. He must have had a hard day today, you know, lessons and all," Iruka said, trying to soothe the pink haired female.
"No, I'll go," Sakura said finally, her voice full of determined resolution and tears.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure. I must do this. He is my son and he needs to know that I love him," she answered.
Sakura walked up the stairs and knocked gently on Naruto's locked door.
"Naru, honey, may I speak with you, please?" she pleaded, her forehead resting tiredly on the smooth wooden surface and a pale hand on the knob.
"Go away! I don't want to talk to anyone, especially you!" the blond retorted angrily.
"Oh please, please, Naruto. I know you hate me, but I just want to talk, please. If you really hate me that much when we're done, I'll-I'll never bother you again," Sakura reasoned quietly, tears rolling down her pretty face. Then, Sakura heard a clicking noise and the door swung open to reveal an equally tear stained Naruto.
"Oh Naru!" Sakura exclaimed and immediately, without thinking, she swung her arms around him and he stiffened. Sakura noticed his tense shoulders and she felt hurt and sad and guilty all at once. As she was about to let go and give Naruto some space, she felt his tanned arms encircle her waist hesitantly and he rested his head on her shoulder. A small smile found its way to her lips, when she heard Naruto talking.
"You left me, Mother," Naruto stated blankly, "you left me to suffer. You can't possibly know what I had been through. But when you said before, that I hated you, I don't. I just hated what you did." The brief smile had turned into a gloomy frown.
"I know Naruto, I'm sorry. I was young and didn't know how to be a mother. Takashi said he would look after you and I was foolish to believe him. I know you could never forgive me, but I want to be your friend, if I can't be your mother," Sakura said sadly. She did want to be Naruto's mother now. She had a job and she was mature and old enough and all she wanted to do was hug Naruto forever and ever because he was and is her son, her only child. Both Sakura and Naruto sunk to the floor, neither of them crying anymore, but mother and son still holding each other close.
"I don't know," Naruto finally answered.
"That's ok, then. I'm always here if you change your mind or if you need someone to talk to in the middle of the night," Sakura responded, her heart and soul pained. She was about to get up, when Naruto's arms clutched her slim waist tighter and he whispered, "Don't go yet, please." She nodded gratefully and once more, a small smile appeared on her face, and remained much longer than the last.
Meanwhile…
"Sasuke," Itachi drawled lazily, as his brother walked in his room. The younger raven, barely acknowledging the fact that his brother was in the room, looked around and saw no trace of his favourite blond bombshell.
"Looking for Naruto? Don't worry, I told him to leave," Itachi stated bluntly, a smirk now playing on his lips. Sasuke raised an eyebrow and was about to speak when a fist collided with his jaw. Blood leaked from the corners of his mouth and he landed on the floor with an embarrassing thud.
"What the frick was that for?" Sasuke demanded angrily, as he quickly got up and wiped off the crimson blood from his pale, thin lips.
"That, my foolish brother was for blackmailing an innocent boy," Itachi answered coolly, although he was absolutely raging inwardly.
"What?" Sasuke asked stupidly (yes folks, Sasuke is capable of such a feat). Another punch was aimed at him, and this time to the stomach and Sasuke groaned on the floor and coughed up blood.
"That was for raping him and using him against his will," Itachi continued relentlessly. The elder Uchiha then starting kicking Sasuke in his ribs and he then picked him up roughly and threw his younger brother on the bed. Going on top of Sasuke, he held down the smaller man's wrists with his hands and put his knee between Sasuke's legs. Sasuke was bloody, in immense pain and now, surprised and angry.
"I would love to show you what it feels like when someone rams their huge cock in your ass and you can't do a blasted thing to stop it. That is how Naruto felt when you pounded him over and over again, Sasuke," Itachi whispered in his brother's ear, smiling smugly when he felt Sasuke shiver and then try to struggle.
"Don't waste your time struggling. You can't get out of my hold, at least not until I'm done with you and don't worry, I'm not going to rape you. I hate stooping to other people's level," Itachi muttered and he then bit into Sasuke's flesh and drew blood. Sasuke moaned in pain, but kept his obsidian gaze steady with his brother's.
"I'm sure your blood doesn't taste as good as Naruto's," Itachi said with a cruel smile.
"Leave me be, Itachi and get the hell off of me. Do you think you're going to scare to me into leaving Naruto alone? He and I made a deal," Sasuke said hoarsely.
"Deal? That deal is off and for the record, I'm not the one going to scare you," Itachi answered and he got off of Sasuke and opened the door and motioned a man to come inside. The man had a slight blue hue and his teeth were sharp. One even protruded from the corner of his mouth and he had an insane grin on his face.
"Sasuke, this is Suigetsu. Suigetsu, this is my brother and your new…toy. Do what you want with him, but don't hurt him too badly or kill him," Itachi said to the young man and with one last glance in Sasuke's direction, he left, locking the door on the outside. Sasuke limped quickly to the door and banged it, yelling, "Itachi! Let me out you crazy son of a bitch! Let me out or I'll frickin kill you!"
"Now, now, Sasu. Itachi doesn't really care and besides, I'm horny," Suigetsu said, smiling like an idiot and he advanced dangerously on Sasuke. The raven took a step back and Itachi could hear Sasuke's screams all the way downstairs. The elder Uchiha smiled to himself and figured that now was a good time to go and see Naruto, if he knew where the blond lived.
"Hello, who the hell is this?" a blustery female voice answered on the other line.
"Ah, Tsunade-san, I know your pleasant voice anywhere," Itachi replied coolly.
"Itachi? Well, I haven't heard from you in a while. What do want?"
"Naruto Uzumaki's address," he said.
"Naruto's address? Why?" she asked skeptically.
"Let's just say that I have fallen for our precious blond," Itachi answered truthfully, knowing full well that Tsunade could detect a lie from miles away. Itachi figured that's how she managed Konoha High so well.
"Uh huh, I see. If you hurt him, Itachi, I will cut off your balls and feed your eyes to vultures. Clear?" Tsunade asked precariously and seriously.
"Crystal," the man replied. After getting Naruto' address and ignoring Sasuke's continuous pleads to stop, he got into his Porsche and headed for his favourite blond's house. Itachi knew that Naruto would need time to heal and recover and so on, but he was more than ready to comply with any of Naruto's wishes. Itachi, however, really, really wanted Naruto; to touch him, to comfort him, to lick away any tears. The bulge in his pants was getting bigger and harder and he groaned and tried to concentrate on the road. He finally pulled over to a neat, but small two story building and knocked on the door.
He was greeted by a man with a scar on the bridge of his nose who had introduced himself as Iruka Umino, Naruto's guardian.
"I'm Itachi Uchiha, Umino-san and I'm here to see Naruto," Itachi stated politely.
"Please, Iruka is fine. Naruto is upstairs, his mother just left, so he's probably taking a shower. I'll go call him," Iruka said and disappeared up the flight of stairs. Itachi observed his surroundings and noted how warm and homey it was. The kitchen was small and so was the living room. There was no dining room, except for the breakfast table. Everything seemed compact and maybe a little cramped.
Naruto then walked downstairs, his silky blond locks damp from the shower and his body sparkling when the sunlight from the window hit the drops of water still on his skin. He was wearing a black jersey and dark green sweat pants and there was a small orange towel slung over his shoulder.
"Itachi!" Naruto greeted and a grin came on his face.
"Feeling better?" he asked kindly.
"Yeah, much…uh…you didn't tell, right?" Naruto whispered.
"Don't worry, I didn't say a word," he said and ruffled Naruto's hair in a comforting gesture.
"Oh, jeez, thanks, Itachi. What about Sasuke?" Naruto asked hesitantly.
"I gave him a little dose of what was coming. He's not going to bother you again or spill your secret," Itachi answered and he had to fight the urge to kiss the blond on those inviting lips right then and there.
"You didn't hurt him, right?" said blond asked.
"Hurt him? I did more than hurt him," Itachi answered curiously. Didn't Naruto want Sasuke to feel the same pain?
"Oh…no. I didn't really want him to get hurt or anything. I hate it…" Naruto trailed off. Itachi was surprised and puzzled to no end. This blond was so intriguing; and it just made Itachi's urges worse and his bulge even bigger.
"Why not? I think my brother should pay for what he did," the raven said.
"Maybe, but I hate seeing people get hurt. It just makes me feel sorry for them," Naruto answered softly. Itachi's eyes widened a fraction and his once frozen heart melted immediately and Itachi knew that this blond had to his, but in due time. He had gained Naruto's trust, now he must gain his love, which was an entirely different matter.
"If that's what you think, but don't worry, Sasuke will live," Itachi said with a small smile and Naruto burst out laughing. His laugh was so contagious that Itachi chuckled along and then felt a pair of arms wrap themselves his neck.
"Thank you so much, Itachi. You are the best!" Naruto happily exclaimed. Itachi smiled to himself and then asked, "Naruto, how about I treat you to ice-cream tomorrow?"
"Why?" Naruto asked, his innocent blue orbs looking at Itachi's dull black ones in curiosity.
"To celebrate, of-course. Sasuke's not going to bother you anymore and I think that deserves something special," Itachi said with a smile.
"Ok! Sounds good and also to celebrate my mom. She and I are getting along better now," Naruto said excitedly, not noticing that he had mentioned his mother to someone who didn't know about their relationship. Itachi wondered about Naruto's mom and figured he could ask him tomorrow.
"I'll be seeing you then. How about 1 o'clock?"
"Sounds good. Bye Itachi."
"Good bye Naruto." Standing up to leave and ruffling Naruto's hair once more, he said, "Tell Iruka where you're going ok?
"Don't worry." Naruto then watched the raven leave and sighed. A blush was making its way to Naruto's cheeks and looked down at his pants. Great, he was going to have to bathe again.
A/n: I hope it was good enough. Ice cream with Itachi, eh? I think it'll have to be LEMON ice cream. What says you to that? A nice lemon in the next chapter, I think so. Your reviews keep me writing and your comments make me smile.
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