A/N: This is part two of Drabble 2 , as requested by the lovely lohrendrell, who wanted more of these two finally moving in together with Sasuke and Naruto's help. I guess this has as much Sasuke/Naruto as it has Itachi/Shisui, but oh well. It's the feels from the last manga chapters.

It's really simple, albeit longer than expected.

Not betaed.

Drabble 7

World for Two - Part II

Itachi carefully placed down a large cardboard box before straightening up and wiping at his forehead with the back of his wrist, heaving a tired sigh. Then, he looked around at the place that, from today onwards, would be his future home. The apartment wasn't exactly big, consisting simply of a spacious living room that also had a kitchen area on the right side of who was just getting in, one bedroom on the left, next to a small storage room, and facing the entrance was the bathroom and the adjoining bathing room.

It wasn't much, and they still didn't have any furniture, but it was in good shape and a lot of natural light came in from the large windows. More than that, it was theirs, and it wasn't like he would ever need more than that, anyway.

"And, that's a wrap!" Naruto, Sasuke's teammate – and boyfriend, even though his younger brother vehemently denied the fact in spite of Itachi knowing they had been a secret couple for over six years already – said jovially, putting down a huge black bag next to a pile of boxes near Itachi. The young man straightened up and scratched the tip of his nose with one hand, resting the other on his hip as he turned to Itachi. "See, Itachi, I told you we'd get shit done faster if we all helped!"

Itachi looked back at him and offered him a small, thankful smile. "Indeed you did. Thank you for your trouble."

"Don't flatter him too much, his head might just become as huge as his ego," Sasuke retorted, carrying a few plastic bags of groceries inside the house and heading to the kitchen area to place them on the counter, followed closely by Shisui, who was bringing in their last satchels of clothes.

"Hey!" Naruto protested, pouting at Sasuke's back.

"Sorry we don't have much to play the proper hosts yet," Shisui said apologetically, dropping the satchels carelessly on the floor and making Itachi quirk a reproachful eyebrow upwards at him. "We'll definitely cook dinner for you guys as soon as we have everything ready."

"Nah, that's fine, we didn't do it to get anything in return!" Naruto said, grinning happily once more. "I'm really glad you guys are finally moving in together after all this time!"

"Well, mom and dad aren't exactly pleased," Sasuke said, before taking a bite out of an apple that he had just taken out of one of the grocery bags and moving to stand next to the blond, placing his elbow over his shoulder as he looked meaningfully at Itachi. "And did you actually break the news to them that there's only one bedroom in this apartment?"

"I'm sure they'll realize it as soon as they come to check it out," Shisui said easily, flashing a bright smile at Itachi. "But this concerns Itachi and me, so you don't have to worry yourselves about it."

"He's my brother, of course I'll concern myself about it," Sasuke hissed at the eldest in the room.

"More importantly, shouldn't the two of you be taking the chance to have some kind of major breakthrough in your lives?" Itachi couldn't help but tease, eyeing the two young men in front of him. "I think it's about time you admit that you two are dating."

Sasuke merely narrowed his eyes at his brother while Naruto blushed violently, throwing a hopeful look at his friend. Itachi didn't miss the flicker of longing in the sky blue eyes.

"We're not exactly dating, we're just… doing our thing," Naruto said hesitantly, letting out a nervous chuckle. "Which consists of doing… well… stuff."

"Of course," Itachi said, condescendingly. Sasuke bit on the apple so hard that the sound of his teeth ripping the fruit echoed throughout the apartment, causing Naruto to cringe.

"I'm not dating this idiot," Sasuke said while chewing slowly, in a surprisingly calm voice, looking openly at his teammate now with an equally placid expression, his eyes strangely soft. Naruto, if anything, looked even more nervous as he eyed him back wearily. "And you should stop sticking your nose where it doesn't belong, Itachi."

"Now-now, isn't that a bit hypocritical of you, Sasuke?" Shisui said, smirking rather mischievously. "You get to have a say in your brother's life but he doesn't get to give you advice?"

"We should probably head out," Naruto intervened, sensing the sudden threatening aura that had surrounded Sasuke at Shisui's input. "That is, if you guys don't need anything else? Do you need help unpacking? Or cleaning up?"

"No, it's fine," Shisui dismissed easily. "I can't risk Sasuke finding the stash of lube. And I feel cold just thinking about him finding in which one of these boxes is our massive collection of sex toys."

When Sasuke almost choked on his apple, Itachi rolled his eyes to conceal his amusement. "Don't tease him, Shisui," he said, with a sigh. "You can only poke at his sense of humor for so long."

"You have sex toys?!" Sasuke snapped, eyes travelling to his older brother for confirmation. When Itachi merely shrugged – indulging Shisui's little game – he looked like he had just swallowed something nasty.

"That's one of the perks of sharing an apartment," Shisui pressed on, clearly having a blast in spite of Naruto's rather desperate look that pleaded for him to stop. "You can have stuff scattered around the house and all that, because you never know when or where you're going to get in the mood. And, y'know… we get in the mood quite a lot."

If Sasuke hadn't looked so positively livid, Itachi would've actually laughed out loud, but that wasn't something he usually did, and neither was he a person who reveled in his beloved little brother's anguish. At least not often.

"Okay, we're going!" Naruto said loudly, pulling Sasuke along towards the still opened door of the apartment, and ignoring his complaints. "Let us know if you need anything, okay? Congrats again on moving in together!"

"Bye-bye Blondie," Shisui said, waving happily at them, completely unperturbed by the deathly glare Sasuke threw over his shoulder before Naruto slammed the door shut.

Itachi frowned a bit at his grinning friend. "You're incorrigible," he said, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Don't talk as if that didn't amuse you," Shisui pointed out, looking self-satisfied. "Besides, it's not like he doesn't know you have sex, anyway."

"We don't have toys, and besides, knowing doesn't mean he would want to be reminded of it," Itachi mumbled making his way to the window and opening it. "I certainly don't want to think about my little brother having sex."

Itachi peaked out at the streets, below, where Sasuke and Naruto had just emerged from the building, Sasuke hissing something at Naruto, to which the other tried to placate him.

"Well, he's nineteen, and he and Blondie have been together for what, five years?"

"Almost seven," Itachi corrected, watching as Sasuke and his teammate began walking down the street, still talking rather heatedly with each other.

"Whatever," Shisui dismissed, coming to stand behind him. "And your parents don't really know about them either, so… they either have sex in Blondie's apartment or they do it in inconspicuous places. Like we used to."

Itachi released another sigh, frowning a bit. Until just three nights ago, he and Shisui only did it in the so-called inconspicuous places, so he supposed Sasuke was actually luckier than he had been, since Naruto had always lived by himself. "Shisui, I seriously don't want to think about my little brother, who I held in my arms when he was just a few hours old, and whose diapers I changed countless times, having sex. At all. Ever."

Shisui chuckled lowly, moving closer until his chest was pressed to Itachi's back, his arms hugging his shoulders comfortably. Unmoving, with his hands on the windowsill, Itachi watched as his brother and Naruto moved further out of view, walking far too close to each other in spite of the obvious bickering that was still going on. Also, he couldn't help but notice how the back of their hands would casually collide, and when this happened, their fingers would twitch and try to touch each other unperceptively. It was rather endearing.

He felt Shisui's chin on his shoulder. "I know you love him a lot," he whispered gently in his ear. "But honestly, I think he's in good hands."

"Yeah," Itachi mumbled, bringing one hand up to touch Shisui's arm. "I know he is."

It was a weird feeling, Itachi realized – he felt completely at ease. His parents probably already had a clue as to why he and Shisui had moved to an apartment in Konoha when they could've just moved to one inside the compound. Neither of them had had a proper girlfriend that lasted more than a few days, so surely, their relatives would put two and two together even before coming to check out their place only to realize there was only one bedroom.

He was ten when Shisui had kissed him for the first time, a few days after Itachi had enrolled in Anbu. Since Itachi's heart was beating fast in a way he had never experienced before, it was only natural that he had kissed back. Hard. Awkwardly. Over and over again. The feelings he experienced there… they were precious and something that had felt refreshing, soothing in the middle of the constant pressure that was on his shoulders every single day of his life. He understood what those feelings meant all too well, and that Shisui had sneaked his way inside his heart without asking for permission. But Sasuke's place there was still firmly protected, so Itachi couldn't say that this bothered him.

For many years, Itachi hadn't been able to embrace the concept of 'lovers', even if he knew that, to a certain extent, that was what he and Shisui were – had been since that fatal kiss. He understood it at twelve, when they had bathed together in the river and had spent hours making out with their naked bodies glued together. He understood it at thirteen when they fucked for the first time, and he understood it a few months after that, when things with the Uchiha clan became so grim he feared for both Shisui's life and the future of the world they lived in.

When everything was over, and all the pain and anguish had been worth it, he understood exactly what Shisui was to him – that he was more than a friend, a certainly more than family. He understood that the love he had for Sasuke and Shisui could never compare to each other, and that what one had, the other lacked.

But lovers… could he even consider himself such a thing to Shisui? Wasn't that too farfetched, too typical? Was that even enough to describe who they were? Or maybe it was too much?

Maybe it was too much for Itachi himself?

Shisui didn't need to speak – Itachi knew exactly what his friend wanted from him, knew what his eyes said when they stared into his. They had been saying it for a long time now. But Itachi had felt restless. Sasuke had been far too young back then, still lacking their father's unconditional support, and Itachi wanted to be there for him – the person that would guide him, cheer him up, cheer him on, and comfort him when he needed. Only he knew how much Shisui's guidance had meant to him, and thinking that Sasuke might not have it angered him.

So, Shisui waited for him – in hidden corners, hidden shadows or outside his window. He would wait at dawn or by nightfall. No matter for how long, he would always wait.

And those days were over. It seemed like everything had happened a long time ago. But life was starting for them – he understood this now. Before, he was all about caring for his clan, his family, his little brother… but he could see now that peace was here to stay, and that Sasuke himself had someone to care for him and back him up no matter what. Just like he had Shisui. No matter how their parents reacted, the four of them were strong and would manage to be accepted.

He felt like he had been relatively happy before, but now he felt… free. Relaxed. For once, he was looking forward to what his future looked like.

He was slowly brought to the present by a pair of gentle lips pressed to the side of his neck. He blinked down and noticed that he could no longer spot Sasuke and Naruto.

"We should probably start unpacking," Shisui muttered against his skin.

Itachi smirked. "Yes, and we should definitely find a strategic place for all those imaginary sex toys you told Sasuke about."

Shisui released a small chuckle. "The look on his face was priceless, though."

"It was," Itachi agreed, with a pleased sigh.

Pressing a small kiss to his neck, Shisui released him, so Itachi took the chance to turn around and face him, only to see his friend stretching his arms over his head. "Well, back to work," he said, with a smile, letting his arms fall to the sides of his body clumsily. He looked so happy, so carefree that it was heartwarming. Shisui was always a light-hearted, positive individual like that. No darkness seemed to ever reach him, and this made him look so dashing and young in spite of the pain they both went through in the past.

"Shisui," Itachi called out, when the other male was going to turn his back to him to get started on all the unpacking and cleaning ahead of them. Shisui looked at him inquisitively. "Thank you."

His friend – no, Itachi thought, his lover – seemed a bit surprised. "What for?"

Elegantly, Itachi shrugged. "For waiting, I suppose. For this." He slowly gestured to the air, signaling the apartment. He wasn't very good with words, or expressing his feelings through them, but he was sure Shisui understood what he meant.

Shisui merely grinned happily at him, shaking his head from side to side. "You're my best friend, Itachi. My most precious person," he said, gently. "So… of course I would wait. Patience is a virtue, or so they say, so I knew that, if I wanted to have you, I'd have to be patient. In the end, I guess it paid off?"

Itachi smiled back at him, knowing that, even now, there were certain things they still couldn't bring themselves to say to each other, even though they were so obvious to both of them. It didn't matter. There was turning back now, and Itachi didn't want it any other way. "There's no doubt about it," he agreed. "It really did."

The end

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