Reminder that this is a re-upload and was originally "Summer Loving". But that doesn't mean you shouldn't review :)
Warning for Hidan's filthy language!
It had been a blissful last few days, in Naruto's professional opinion. As an expert at relaxing he deemed himself qualified to judge a good holiday; and this was so far turning out to be one. His parents had kept to themselves most of the time; glad that he had made a few friends; although they did insist that he join them for family yoga and most meals. They'd even met another couple that they got on with splendidly and were having dinner with them later that night. The two women had met while shopping in the resort boutique in the on-site mall, and their weary husbands had bonded over the fact that there was only one 'bored husband' chair in the shop they were currently in. The wives had been delighted to discover that they were staying in the same area of the resort and resolved to have dinner together some night.
That night just happened to be later that evening, and Naruto wasn't sure how he was feeling about hanging out with his parents and their friends.
In any case; the last three or four days kept his spirit up; there had been no sign of the black-haired bastard that had rudely shoved him into the pool in front of fair Sakura, so there had been nothing to dampen his fine mood. Gaara was still not entirely over his second embarrassing slip of the holiday; and Kiba was on the lookout for that chick he had seen that one time at the pool.
The three of them were wandering on over to the pool, when who should they happen to spy at the bottom of the stairs but Kiba's purple-haired goddess and the brunette she always seemed to be with.
"Hey, hey, Kiba; is that the girl you won't shut up about?" Naruto hissed instantly, tugging on his friend's arm and pointing down the stairs as inconspicuously as he could. Kiba's mouth instantly fell open.
"It's her!" he exclaimed in a whisper, "Oh my god, oh my god; I told you she was a babe! Would you just look at the tits on her…" Gaara and Naruto just scoffed at him.
"Come on, let's go introduce ourselves; they look about our age," he decided, only to have both Kiba and Gaara pull him back, "What are you guys doing?"
"Do you see her?" Kiba hissed, "I have no chance with her! And especially if that guy's her boyfriend; how could I possibly compete with that?"
"You can't," Gaara deadpanned. Naruto just rolled his eyes with a heavy sigh.
"Well, I'm going to say hello," he sniffed, "I'm sure they're nice enough; I'll even put in a good word for you, Kiba…" He said the last part wickedly, and Kiba instantly felt very afraid that his new friend was going to do anything but that. Naruto finally succeeded in shaking loose, but unfortunately his shaking overbalanced Gaara, and the redhead promptly stumbled on the edge of the first step and went plummeting down the rest of the flight to land in an ungainly mass of red hair, band t-shirt and swimming trunks. Naruto and Kiba stared for a moment before breaking out into hysterical laughter; running down the stairs to their friend. The purple-haired girl had a hand pressed daintily to her mouth to stifle a laugh, and the brunette was just staring at the heap on the ground.
" –Hey there," Naruto hollered, coming to a halt and greeting the strangers with a dazzling smile, "I've seen you guys around a bit; I'm Naruto Uzumaki –this is Kiba and well…" He gestured at the ground.
" –Gaara," the redhead managed to splutter out from where his face was pressed to the lino, "…And I would really like the ground to eat me right now." Gaara felt himself being hauled up from the floor by his two friends and refused to look the handsome brunette in the face –recognising him as the one that had witnessed his dramatic entry into the pool several days earlier.
"I'm Hinata," the purple-haired girl introduced herself, "And this is my cousin, Neji –" She elbowed him in the ribs, "Neji, be polite…"
"I don't want to be polite," he grumbled; earning a glare from her cousin.
"Oh, your cousin…" Kiba remarked, and Naruto could practically see that inwardly he was doing a bit of a dance with the knowledge that he didn't have to compete with someone as dashing as Neji, "Hey, well, we're just headed to the pool; do you guys want to join us?"
"We'd love to," Hinata replied instantly before Neji could interject with some excuse about why they couldn't. She knew her cousin and knew that he would absolutely hate being around such blatantly loud and exciting people, but couldn't help but take advantage of this holiday. And they seemed very nice; if a little boisterous. She ignored the dark glare that the real Neji gave her as she dragged him off after their newfound friends. She was determined to experience a real teenage holiday –and teenagers always made new friends at places like this! Maybe she could suggest they play Marco Polo or have a biggest splash contest!
Neji knew exactly what his cousin's mind-set was and disliked it; but resigned himself to having to go along with it. The corners of his lips turned up into a small, amused smirk as he looked at the redhead's back, remembering bearing witness to three falls involving the poor klutz and finding that it was maybe just a little adorable.
Kakashi Hatake had watched the rather hilarious incident with great curiosity as he headed over to the room where the room service attendants were awaiting room service orders.
"Nara; you're up; order from room 324; she says to just go straight in," Kakashi called out, handing the order that had just come in to Shikamaru, who was lounging around on the couch looking thorough bored. He yawned and snatched away the piece of paper that gave the order and sighed heavily, taking one of the trolleys and heading over to the kitchen to pick up the order.
"Hey, where are you off to, anyway?" Shikamaru snorted with a raised eyebrow.
"Swapping to pool duty," Kakashi replied simply and skedaddled from the room, leaving Shikamaru and the rest of the employees to sigh in exasperation. It was just like Kakashi to just go and change what job he was doing on a whim.
Shikamaru rode up to the third floor with his trolley, tugging at the stupid white dress shirt he had to wear, even when it was hot. Since Iruka wasn't on duty it meant, however, that he didn't have to wear that black blazer that usually all employees running room service were required to wear. It didn't make him any happier though, since he still had to wear the starchy black dress pants.
He lingered outside room 324 for a moment, and then recalled that Kakashi had said to go straight in. With a sigh of "troublesome" he knocked sharply and opened the room, announcing, "Room Service."
A tall, blonde young woman instantly spun around, clutching the shower robe she had been about to take off to her chest to cover herself.
"I didn't know you'd be so quick –" the words instantly died in her mouth and her shocked expression became one of annoyance as she recognised him as the lazy employee from when she had first arrived, "Oh, it's you…"
Shikamaru didn't really react to the words as fast as he usually would've, due to his attention being drawn to Temari's (of course he remembered her name) shoulders; which were bare due to the robe having slid down them. Also, she hadn't quite been able to hide all of her cleavage, and all that bare skin was proving a little troublesome for him.
"…I do work here," he retorted, once his eyes had wandered up to her face. She no longer looked embarrassed as she fastened the robe again and strode forward with the money for the drinks and food she had ordered, "My apologies for…uhh…"
" –Almost catching me naked?" she offered with a haughty raised eyebrow. He shrugged.
"It happens," he admitted, "More than you'd think. I've seen worse."
"Pervert," she sniffed, turning away from him as he scowled at the insult and pocketed the money she'd given him, wheeling his tray out. She stared at the view out the window and adjusted her robe a little better, ignoring the annoyed yet amused look that he was giving her as he exited. He even had the nerve to yawn just before he closed the door.
Meanwhile, at the pool, Itachi was finding it incredibly hard to relax. Though he knew he had a fairly good body, he wasn't at home with being shirtless, and felt that his skin was much too pale to be out in the sun. Deidara opened an eye from the next sunbed over.
"…Itachi, stop fidgeting, yeah?" he advised, to which Itachi shot him a dark glare.
"I can't! This seat is itchy, and these togs feel tight…and my stomach –"
"You look sexy, Itachi; shut up and just lie down, yeah," Deidara snickered, sticking his tongue out, "Just try and look casual, okay?"
"Casual? How can I be casual when there is a sexy-as-fuck lifeguard is standing over there and –oh my god Dei, he's walking this way…" Immediately, Itachi completely froze, forcing Deidara to take action so that his friend didn't seem like a complete imbecile. He propped himself up on his elbows and motioned for Itachi to do the same.
"Now, we just look like we're talking. Act like you don't care if he's looking at you, yeah," he remarked in a low voice.
"I do care; I care very much," Itachi snapped crossly, "Hell, I don't even know if he's gay!" Their conversation died down as a shadow passed over them in the form of said sex-god doing his rounds of the pool. Itachi looked at him slyly (and what he hoped was flirtatiously) from the corner of his eye and found that the bigger man was looking at him.
Then he winked, and Itachi's face instantly turned into a glare to cover the astonishment and mess of girlish nerves that he was about to uncharacteristically burst into. Reverting to the Uchiha method of defence; cold indifference, he broke eye contact first, and with a toss of his hair for added emphasis on how much the lifeguards presence didn't phase him, he casually asked Deidara if he wanted to get some drinks.
As soon as the lifeguard was out of hearing, Itachi flopped back onto his sunbed and pressed his hands to his face.
"Way to act like a man, Itachi, yeah," Deidara smirked, poking him in the stomach, "Since when did you get all girly? I thought being a little bitch was Sasuke's job?"
"Sometimes I wonder why we're friends," Itachi snapped crossly, "Come on; I was serious about those drinks."
Kisame finished his rounds of the pool and settled at the base of the lifeguard tower, leaning up against it and scanning the surrounding area.
"How's it fucking going, Kisame?" a gravelly voice remarked from behind him, and the blue man turned to see a broad man with slicked back platinum hair in a waiter's uniform standing there.
" –Hidan, if Iruka catches you swearing around kids again…" he warned in an amused tone.
"Yeah, well, Iruka can fucking go get a fucking cock shoved up his ass," Hidan snorted, rolling his eyes and glaring at a passer-by who stared at his appalling use of language, "What're you fucking looking at, bitch?" He just cackled to himself as the woman made an offended face and stormed off. Kisame scratched the back of his head in amused exasperation with his co-worker. "So; what's the fucking deal 'Same? Any hot broads out in force this year? Seen any with fucking nice tits?"
"Hey man, you know I don't swing that way," Kisame rolled his eyes dramatically.
" –True that; fucking hell," he smirked, "Tell me, why the fuck haven't you hit on this sexy piece of ass?" He gestured at himself and winked at the bigger man. Kisame laughed throatily and then managed to quieten down to snickers. Hidan didn't seem to understand what was so funny.
"Honestly? Hidan, you're an asshole," he snorted.
"Yeah, well, chicks fucking dig it," he smirked with a shrug, and paused to wink at a passing chick around the same age as him –early twenties.
" –And I could turn that back on you," Kisame sniffed, "Why haven't you hit on me? You hit on practically anything that moves." He feigned insulted that Hidan didn't buy for a second.
"There's the whole fucking blue thing that I'm not completely down for," he replied with a shrug, "…And I don't bottom; and if you take it up the ass, then I'm a fucking virgin." Kisame chuckled in a low tone in agreement, "So I ask you again; what's the fucking deal? You got any sweet thing you want to fuck?" Kisame had to laugh at Hidan's ever-blunt method of conversation.
"Two o'clock; with a blonde you might like." Hidan instantly looked incredibly unsubtly in the direction indicated and wolf-whistled.
"Black ponytail?" he confirmed with a smirk, "Nice 'Same; would you look at that ass?"
"Keep your greasy mitts away from him," Kisame warned playfully as Hidan's mouth dropped open and he let out a low whistle.
"Damn. I definitely might like that blonde…" Hidan raised a sly eyebrow, very obviously checking out the raven's friend and moaning a little to himself, "Ooh, 'Same, you know me so fucking well; the terrible things I'd do to him…" He continued to drool as said blonde; aka Deidara; moved towards the drinks stand with his friend. Hidan licked his lips as he drank in the tanned skin; toned stomach and long blonde hair half whisked up in a ponytail.
"Hidan, your libido is showing," an amused voice remarked from behind them, causing the two employees of Suna Resort to turn and discover their supervisor standing there looking positively gleeful, "Boys, I hope you're behaving yourselves."
"Not a fucking chance, 'Kashi," Hidan smirked, sticking his tongue out a little and then raising an eyebrow as a hot raven-haired chick walked past eyeing him up.
"Had any sexual harassment accusations yet?" Kakashi inquired with a raised eyebrow.
"Not today," the platinum-haired man informed him, rubbing his chin slyly as he watched a group of girls walk past in their bikinis.
" –But definitely in the cards," Kisame added with a smirk, causing Hidan to growl low in his throat and swat him crossly. Kakashi just folded his arms with a heavy sigh.
"Kisame, keep Hidan under control while he's out here, will you?" he sighed, to which Kisame had to laugh at again.
"I don't know, Kakashi," he admitted with a toothy grin, "Hidan's cock's got a mind of its own; I don't even think he has control over it."
"I've got no fucking problem with it," Hidan smirked, and then noticed that the blonde and the raven the two friends had been eyeing up were headed their way. Leaning casually against the lifeguard tower he put on his best sexy smirk and greeted the blonde with a, "Hey cutie."
"Fuck off."
Kisame and Kakashi both held in their snickers as Hidan's mouth dropped open at such a flat out rejection. Ignoring his two co-workers, he just stood up, straightened out his shirt and set his face into a grimace.
"I take that as a challenge," he decided, and stormed off to the bar to get a drink; ignoring Kisame bursting out laughing. Deidara ignored Itachi's equally loud sniggers as he flushed red at being called 'cutie' by such a sleazebag.
Later that evening, Naruto was heading to dinner with his parents in a sour mood. Earlier that day at the pool he had been trying to offer Sakura drinks and she declined every single one of them. Then that bastard just had to show up; offer to buy her one and she was suddenly thirsty. It was infuriating! All that damn guy had to do was waltz up and Sakura was melting! She had gone all cute and flushed and just started talking; ignoring Naruto as though he hadn't been trying to get to know her for over a good hour!
"Naruto, stop dragging your feet," Kushina reprimanded without having to look behind her to know what her son was doing, "Naruto Uzumaki; behave yourself, we're in company," she added in a hiss, tugging on his ear as they entered the dining room. Minato gave his son a sympathetic smile and kissed his wife on the cheek as they wandered over to a table made to seat seven. There were already two adults sitting there; one a solemn looking man and the other a pretty raven-haired woman. Both were dressed neatly; much like Naruto's parents. They had forced their son to actually look presentable in a pair of black slacks and a white short sleeved shirt.
"Mikoto!" Kushina squealed in excitement, hugging the other woman as their husbands greeted each other with a deft handshake.
"Oh this must be your son; he looks so much like you, Minato!" the lady named Mikoto exclaimed in delight, "Naruto; we've heard so much about you!" The three of them occupied three of the remaining seats and Kushina looked at the empty ones in confusion.
"Are your sons joining us?" she inquired curiously.
"They should be here soon; Sasuke's fetching Itachi from the pool," she explained, "I don't even know why Itachi spends so much time down there; he never really enjoyed swimming…" She turned her attention to Naruto, "Sasuke's about the same age as you," she added, "And I hope the two of you get on; he and his brother didn't really want to come on this vacation…"
"I didn't either," Fugaku informed them with a dry glance at his wife, who decided that it was best to ignore him. She suddenly seemed very excited by the sudden appearance of someone behind Naruto.
"Oh, boys, there you are!" she waved them over and two figures took their respective seats between Naruto and their mother. Naruto instantly recognised the one sitting beside him from the pool.
"Hey, aren't you the guy that has a crush on that lifeguard?" he remarked without thinking, and then clamped a hand over his mouth as the elder boy looked at him furiously as his mother let out an excited squeal of delight, followed by, "Itachi has a crush? Oh Fugaku, did you hear that?"
"…Weren't you the guy my baby brother pushed in the pool?" Itachi shot back crossly at the blonde that had now opened up a new line for teasing; Sasuke sniggering at him.
"Brother…" Naruto's blood ran cold as his eyes moved to the guy who had filled the final seat at the table.
It was him. That black-haired, pale-skinned bastard from the pool! The one who had pushed him in and stolen Sakura away from him. "Bastard!"
"Naruto, manners," Kushina scolded.
"I think they've already met," Minato remarked in a dry voice and Fugaku nodded wordlessly in agreement. Mikoto looked at her youngest son scathingly.
"I see you're already making friends, Sasuke," she commented flatly, folding her arms, "Naruto, this is Sasuke; and his elder brother, Itachi."
"Sorry," Naruto mumbled under his breath to Itachi, rubbing the back of his neck.
"You have just caused so much trouble for me," Itachi grumbled back with a dark glare; his point proven when his mother's opening line into the group conversation was, "So, Itachi, dear; tell us about this boy you have a crush on…" Itachi shot a glare as Sasuke sniggered and smirked over at the blonde; who he could see looked incredibly unhappy to be in his presence.
The evening that followed consisted primarily of the four parents having a lovely conversation; sometimes including Itachi when required; with Naruto pointedly sending off angry vibes at his raven-haired rival; and said raven smugly ignoring him.
Oh, things are about to get very interesting!