This Tragic Affair Part 6
Laying in bed the next day, Itachi let his arm rest over his eyes. As the image of his brother with the enemy replayed in his mind, he wondered what was really going on. Why were they in this stupid war if they were just going to fall in love with the supposed enemy?
Hearing a knock that was supposed to be soft against his door, he groaned. He prayed that it wasn't someone that wanted him to meet with his Uncle because he didn't want to see that bastard. Rolling over until he was staring at the wooden object that kept his room divided from the hall, he groaned once more. "Come in."
Seeing it open to show his father, he knew that today was going to be one of those days. Sitting up and letting the covers pool at his lap, he let his arms rest on the blankets while he gazed was held by the older Uchiha. "What is it Oto-san?"
"Madara wants to talk to you about something." Fugaku explained shortly even if it still made Itachi groan inwardly at the mentioning of the man that made him want to go to the insane asylum.
Nodding, he stared at the man that was his father and tried to keep from groaning outwardly. Once the door was closed and he didn't have to feel that glare his father sent him it felt like, he flopped back down into the down filled pillows when it was against his character to do that. He didn't want to see his demented uncle.
"Itachi now." Fugaku barked through the door, knowing full well that his son wasn't getting out of bed without some form of encouragement. He knew his son like the back of his hand, but he wasn't going to let his oldest child know that.
Growling to himself, Itachi rose from the bed, tossing the covers back as he did so. Giving himself a once over, seeing the healing wounds that were known as hickies and glared at them. He still needed to give that Hoshigaki payback for giving them to him and his uncle entertainment by poking them.
He didn't get dressed but walked into the office that his extended family used. Looking at the man with a glare that could mirror his own at times, Itachi stood there with his arms by his sides when he wanted to fold them across his chest to show his displeasure. He wanted to be in bed so he didn't have to think about that man that he was in an affair with. The same relationship that was going to get the both of them killed.
"So good of you to join us Itachi-kun." Madara purred slightly as he let his hands clasp together in front of him, letting his elbows hold them up in the air. He hid his smile behind them, staring at the earring that was still very visible against the sable hair of his relation.
"Get to whatever you need to tell me because I would like to get more sleep from a long night Uncle." Itachi hissed, showing the displeasure he had toward the man. Glaring at him, letting the sable eyes take in the malice he held to his family, he wasn't going to let him push his nerves today.
"Fine." Madara huffed and looked down at the stack of papers that were in front of him. Smirking a little, even if he didn't like being bossed around by someone that was his underling but it didn't matter. He'll show him who's boss soon enough, or remind him who was in charge of this family.
Itachi waited, almost impatiently, which wasn't like him. He was normally patient with things but when it came to this family member that was a different story. Sighing, he finally gave in to the urge to cross his arms and stood there with the weight of his body being put on one foot.
Clearing his throat, the older Uchiha skimmed through the information, taking in what needed to be said. Nodding, he looked up and made eye contact with the other man that was in the room. "Your father wants you to get information from an information broker that is known for their stealth. You are to meet him in Yokohama at nine at night. If you are not there by that time, then he is going to assume you have been captured by the enemy or worse betrayed us. By then he'll inform me."
"And if I did betray you, what will you do to a traitor?" Itachi wondered aloud, when he should have kept that thought silent. He watched his relative's reaction, seeing him straight up at the question he might have not expected.
"Well, that's easy to say . . ."
Kisame groaned at waking up when he wanted to be asleep. The sight of seeing Naruto with the enemy also made him get a shock awake. Taking a breath and rubbing his eyes with the pads of his thumb and index finger, he groaned again.
The image of seeing that little kitsune with Itachi's older brother haunted him, reminding him that not everyone was who they say they are. Pulling his hand away long enough to stare at the ceiling, he shook his head. He wanted to confront the blond about why he saw him there but it would lead to questions. The same questions he was going to avoid.
Tossing the covers off, staring at himself and what he wore, he shrugged. It didn't matter that he wore nothing to the kitchen or boxers because the clan was filled with mostly men. It was rare to have a woman in this mess. When there was on, they were mostly mistresses to the men that worked for them. It was rare for a married man to get into the business of the underworld because of how strict the families were.
It almost reminded him of when he first joined the Hoshigaki clan. He was almost forced to do it but also wanted to joined. He was slightly eager to do it. He saw it as a right of passage but now he just saw it as trouble. He just wanted a normal life; if life was normal for a man that was homosexual. He just wanted to be open about the relationship that was with the – his – Uchiha.
That wasn't possible. They were enemies. They were bound to die to each other someday because of their families. It almost reminded him of the tragic love story of Romeo and Juliet from school but school was the least of his concern. The topic that needed all of his attention was how to keep the sexual relationship a secret and figure out why Naruto was sighted with Itachi's brother.
Walking into the kitchen and grabbing a quick bite to eat, he turned just in time to see Zabuza walking in with those bandages around his bottom half of his face. He never understood why the other man did that. He never bothered asking because from the start they hated each other. It was one of those things that made him want to kill him for giving the wrong look.
"What the fuck are you staring at Hoshigaki?" Zabuza inquired with a slight tilt of his head as he stared at the blue haired man. Narrowing his eyes into a glare, he readied to read for a weapon but found no movement of the man other then him eating the quick sandwich he made.
"None of your concern Momochi." The Hoshigaki hissed back and walked pass him, keeping his eye on him. He still wasn't going to trust the man with his life, even if he was the last person on the planet.
The bandage wearing man made no movement, which delighted Kisame in a way. Taking the last bite into his mouth and chewing quickly – he didn't know when Naruto was going to pop out – he rounded the corner. He had to get his mind wrapped around the fact that he wasn't the only one in some sort of relationship with the enemy when it wasn't supposed to be. Stopping into his room, his hand gripping the knob still, his gold eyes looked around the room. It felt so different.
Maybe it was the fact that he wasn't the only one going behind his clan's back and seeing someone that was the enemy. Shaking his head and closing the door, he leaned against the door in some hope that it would give him some insight as to what was going on. Nothing made sense anymore.
Then there were the consequences for being caught with the enemy unless you were fighting them. If it was something other then battle, he knew that punishment that was going to be handed down. It was pounded into his head since he was small.
Sighing as a hand ran through his hair, trying to keep himself calm when his heart was pounding like thunder in his chest, he closed his eyes. "Death."
"The punishment for a traitor is death no matter what. Why do you ask?" Madara questioned as he raised an eyebrow at the younger Uchiha in front of him. He was curious about the question that normally didn't come from the person that understood everything well the first time.
"I just wanted to remind myself so I don't do anything stupid. Anyone can slip up, even the best players in a game." Itachi stated calmly and turned, letting the older man see his back. Mentally he was worrying about the price he and Kisame would be having to pay if their relationship was every found out.
Walking out, not interested in anything his Uncle had to say, he closed the door and looked up. Catching sight of Sasuke in front of him, he knew something was the matter. His brother was serious about something and it scared him.
He wasn't in the mood to listen to whatever his brother had to say though. So he just walked off like there was nothing going on when his mind was a complete mess.
I hope you like this cliff hanger because I worked kinda hard on this. Please review.