This Tragic Affair Part 4
It was midmorning with the sun light dancing into the small room before Hoshigaki awoke. He sat up slowly, his mouth open with a yawn and rubbing the sleep out of his unique eyes. He stopped as he brought his hand down, feeling an unfamiliar weight resting uncomfortably around his neck.
His eyes snapped downwards, discovering the fact that he was naked, and the only thing he was wearing seemed to be a thin chain necklace. Three odd beads were spaced along the chain.
A grin came onto his face as his eyes wondered along the sparsely decorated, meticulously clean room, finally coming to rest on the wide-open window with the curtain flapping in the slight breeze. As he continued to stare at the sight before him, the grin he had on his face slowly faded, turning into a frown.
The damn Uchiha left him with the bill. He sighed heavily, running his hand through his hair before pulling himself out of the bed. The blanket, however would not go with him. This appeared to be caused by a deep brown hilt, which the Hoshigaki recognized as one of his daggers.
A note was stuck to it as he pulled it out, fluttering slightly with his breath. It was cursive, of course, as expected from an – his – Uchiha.
Thank you for paying the bill, of course, I left you no choice, did I? Why don't we meet in the next town over at Bella Donna? I'll see you there.
Uchiha Itachi
"Stuck up bastard . . ." He muttered, an uncharacteristic warm smile upon his lips – the complete opposite of his former words. The Hoshigaki knew he was going, anyway. The place sounded like a bar or club and he couldn't wait to see the Uchiha drunk on his feet. After all, it would be a new side of the – his – Uchiha.
Itachi couldn't help but smirk as he drove from the small town that had his clan's weapon dealer as he let one arm rest on the door. He had to get ready for that night – to tell his uncle he was taking the night off – and prepare himself. He might get suspicious of the question but he wanted a normal life just for that night.
Touching his still sore ear, he felt a blush that normally wouldn't appear come across his cheeks as he remembered that night. He wasn't sure but he knew he was falling for the enemy. If his uncle finds out about the affair, then that would mean they were as good as dead.
Kisame arrived home with his hair a mess from the wind of the open window. Locking his car up and strolling into the house that seemed to be a mansion to him, he was tackled by the kitsune the family took in.
"Kisa-kun's home! Elder wants a debriefing then Shika wants to talk to you about business." Naruto chimed as he smiled.
Kisame nodded and smiled down at the only innocent person in the clan. Getting up from where he laid, he walked away from the blond as his fingers played with the odd necklace his lover gave. Stopping at the door so he could stop his fidgeting with the jewelry, he heard the hacking fit that his great-grandfather was having.
"So how did business go ladies' man?" Madara interrogated with a small smirk at his eldest nephew.
"Fine. Here's the info you requested." He tossed the pile at his uncle and started toward the door to get ready for the night he had played with his new lover.
"Before you leave, I have one question Itachi. Why do you smell like shrimp and seafood?" His uncle asked as he looked up from the information.
Panic caused his nerves to jump at the question his family relation asked. His eyes widened as he held the urge to kill his uncle for his keen smell. Without any second to waste, he let his eyes fall back to the way they were and lied, "Asuma had Kurenai over. I guess she had a craving for seafood."
Without waiting for his uncle to ask any more questions – not like he really cared for the man – he left for his room. As he carried himself to the sparsely decorated room, Itachi passed a crazed Sasuke who was growling and muttering to himself.
"What happened to you?" Itachi questioned his scratches-covered brother.
"It's called a crazy fox attacked me while I was getting your 'precious' information." Sasuke hissed as he grabbed one of the bandages and tore it off his skin. Silence consumed the hallway they were in before the youngest brother hollered, "Holy shit that hurts!"
Itachi tried to contain his laughter that the situation brought on – trying to be the aristocrat that he was – but failed as he held his gut.
"You're sick. My brother never laughs so where is my brother and what have you done with him?" Sasuke inquired with a little prick of tears in the corner of his eyes.
Itachi couldn't stop laughing as he walked into his room to get a change of clothes laid out and get a shower. As he stripped from the grimy clothing, flashes of that night with his enemy and lover went through his mind.
Jumping into the warm spray, he held his breath as he raised his face into the spray as he remembered the touches the Hoshigaki did to his pale body. With each memory, he grew harder as he felt his body shutter from containing himself.
"Hoshigaki . . . Kisame damn you." He cursed as he started to work on himself to rid himself of the problem that the – his – Hoshigaki caused.
"I'm repentant I failed you again Elder." Kisame kneeled before the ragged man as he coughed with a glare on his relative.
"You failed plenty of times. Maybe I should send Suigetsu, Raiga, or Zabuza to take care of the business you neglect." The man said as he stared down at the azure skinned man.
Kisame wanted to yell out in his disagreement. He didn't want the – his – Uchiha hunted down like some animal by the others or they would kill him. Then he wouldn't have the fun in the pleasure that the man causes him.
"Maybe one of us should do that. I think you've grown soft over the past week."
"Shut the fuck up Zabuza." Kisame growled as he narrowed his eyes.
"Enough! Kisame, tonight you are on off duty while the rest are on patrol." The elder coughed.
They nodded with the Hoshigaki getting up and went to meet with the infamous drug dealer.
Itachi leaned against the tiled wall as he glared at the frosted glass with the warm spray hitting him.
"Damn it." He whispered as he continued his intense gaze. That man – that Hoshigaki – was taking over his life and it was driving him up the wall. Normally he wouldn't be like this with someone but something about that Hoshigaki made him like this.
"Hey - what the fuck?" A voice started to chime as an Uchiha stuck his head in.
"Shut up Shisui. Uncle already knows about them so you have no need of telling him." Itachi hissed as he focused his glare on his best friend.
He blinked as he backed away from the pissed, hickey-covered Uchiha.
"God damn it." Itachi cursed as he slammed his fist onto the tiled wall.
"This is really troublesome." A voice muttered as a brunette haired ponytail slumped further down the leather sofa with a bored expression on his face.
"Will you stop complaining?" Kisame questioned with a little annoyance at the teen.
"Fine. I already gave the money to the elder so any new supplies?" Shikamaru inquired.
"It's waiting for you at the door like always." Kisame explained as he pointed to the door with one of his daggers. He always hated dealing with Shikamaru with how much he complained about the littlest thing. One of these days he was going to catch him or someone else in a bad mood.
"Fine. Until next month." Shikamaru sighed as he got up from where he slouched and strolled out of the room.
Nodding, Kisame watched the man's movement as he took the bag and left the Hoshigaki to his daunting thoughts.
Staring off into space, his hands reaching up and playing with the unusual necklace that the – his – Uchiha gave him while he slumbered. He was excited inwardly, but didn't show it for that night at Bella Donna. It was his first time in ages on a night off also his first date with the – his – Uchiha.
With a shove, he got off the leather couch and to the bathroom to refresh himself for the important night.
Itachi shut the water off and pulled the frosted glass back and sighed. He wasn't sure what to do but he knew he was falling for the Hoshigaki that was his enemy – his clan's enemy. Wrapping the ebony towel around his narrow waist, he walked out of the room to his bedroom.
A small smirk played on his face all of a sudden as he walked to his closet to get something comfortable compared to the suites he was forced to wear. Pulling out a shirt that Shisui got him when he was on vacation in Hawaii, he covered his torso. Strolling over to his dresser, he dug through the drawers for boxers, slipping them on. Grabbing a pair of ragged jeans – that had holes in their legs – he pulled them on. Taking the towel, he wrapped it around his hair so it could dry a little more.
Settling down onto the bed, Itachi chuckled to himself. "Get ready for the shocker," Itachi whispered, "I hope you don't die."
As he let his hair dry, the Uchiha stared off into space. He couldn't wait for the night to come. He could feel the butterflies in his stomach but he couldn't contain himself. He was sure that his lover was pissed for leaving him with the bill but he'll get over it. Smirking, Itachi took the towel out of his long hair and went to brush it out.
Putting it into the ponytail he always kept it in, he walked out of his room and to the room where his uncle was.
Kisame walked out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist and into his room to see his clothes a mess. Raising an eyebrow, Kisame saw the kitsune of the family rolling around attacking one of his pillows.
"Naru?" He asked, stopping the teen in his tracks.
Looking up from the pile of sheets and a comforter, Naruto smiled shyly before he answered, "Kisa-kun. I was bored."
"You have your own room to play in." Kisame reminded.
"Well, I like Kisa-kun's room better. I can always mock the little fishies in the tank." Naruto said as he pointed at the long tank that was filled with water and a few sharks.
Sighing, Kisame walked over and sat down on his bed, water droplets falling onto the sheets. Glancing over at the spot where his cheer up was, he was gone with the door closing. How does that kid know when to leave people alone?
Shrugging, Kisame took off the towel and pulled on his boxers and pants. With the towel in his hand, he tossed it over the shower rod and walked back into his room where the unusual necklace laid in a drawer. Getting the necklace and putting it on, Kisame worked on the dress shirt that he had stored away for special occasions – most of them he hoped were Zabuza's funeral. Then he would be laughing his ass off.
With one check over, he left the room and house for the club that the – his – Uchiha suggested they meet at.
Knocking on the door, Itachi stayed where he was until he heard a 'come in' came from his uncle. Turning the knob and opening the door, he strolled in to see his relative going over the information that he got.
"What is it Itachi?" Madara requested with a smile that told his nephew he was up to no good.
"I'm taking tonight off. I deserve a break." Itachi announced as he saw his uncle let the paper hit the desk he was at.
"You do deserve one for all the hard work you've been giving lately but we are short handed right now since your father's three stooges are on vacation." Madara pondered as he glanced at the papers some more then up at the other Uchiha.
"I'm not afraid to leave right now and you know that Uncle." Itachi reminded with a smirk on his face, challenging the man that was his father's brother.
"Go ahead. Get going before I change my mind." Madara ushered away with a hand before returning to the work that was on his desk.
Once outside the room and in his car, Itachi let a victorious smile spill onto his face as he turned the mustang on and put it in reverse.
As he took off down the street, he just wondered if the – his – Hoshigaki could find the place that he requested they meet at. With a sigh, he turned the radio onto one of the rock stations that his brother had programed in.
"Hopefully." Itachi muttered as he went on his way.
It's been a long time since this has been worked on and a few updates for this wonderful fanfic that was started by Zezu-chan's idea. She's not working on this anymore, so it's just me on here. *shrugs* I'll try to work on this as fast as I can but I have other fanfics that I've been needing to work on so I apologize for the slow updates on here. It's not abandoned so that's good news. Please review.