well here's chapter one, hopefully you all enjoy and please review...i need to know if it's worth giving you the rest!
Chapter One
Here we were, still the best of friends, even though we had met just over twelve years ago. Despite our long friendship and strong commitment to each other, it was not him I was relating to now. Instead, now, it was the older raven, Uchiha Itachi.
When Sasuke and I had became friends, Itachi never spent much more than a few minutes with us, and that was on rare occasions. He usually spent his time out with his own friends, Kisame and Hidan, or he was holed up in his room working on who knows what. Surprisingly though, one night all of that changed. That night Itachi and I bonded and nothing was ever the same after that.
I was sitting in my second floor bedroom listening, once again, to my father and his lover arguing, no, fighting, about something.They're at it again; fighting, screaming…will it ever stop? I don't know how much more of this I can take. Sasuke told me a long time ago that as long as we talked I would have a place to run too. Even then he didn't know how much he was telling me considering I had never told him how bad it could and does get. He has only always thought that it was normal fighting over money or whatever; I just never told him that it got this bad. The bruises they left on each other made me sick, as did the blood I constantly had to clean out of the carpets. All I knew was that I needed to get out; to get away, but how far could I go before they noticed. Ibiki was probably drunk again and I refused to hear him beating on the more feminine of the two, my father Iruka. So, instead of staying in the house, I left my window by way of the closest tree and walked over to Sasuke's house.
Like usual I went to his garage, planning to curl up in the corner and sleep like I always did when I sneaked out of the house with no one ever knowing I had ever been there. Tonight was different though. When I got into the cold place right inside the window, barely inside the garage, I saw the shadow of a man standing perfectly still, watching me. For a mere instant I thought it was Sasuke watching me, but this man was far too tall to have been my friend.
"What are you doing here Uzumaki?" his voice wasn't harsh, but it wasn't soft either; it was a detached monotone, though there was a certain melody apparent.
"Itachi? I…I didn't think you'd be out here. I'm sorry I disturbed you." I turned to leave but stopped and looked back when I heard him soften a small amount.
"You just got here Naruto; don't be in such a rush. Come; tell me why you are sneaking around our garage at one o'clock in the morning." For the first time since I'd met him twelve years ago Itachi seemed open, soft, and caring.
"You've never called me Naruto before," I whispered softly. "You have always called me Uzumaki."
"Well…Naruto is your name, isn't it?" His voice reeked of sarcasm, though it still seemed kind.
"Yes…but…" I was confused by his sudden kindness. Where was this coming from?
"Well then I should be able to call you that, right?" I could hear the smile in his voice. I closed my eyes, picturing the light smirk play across his full and lovely lips. He was so beautiful, especially with his…
"Naruto?" his sudden question pulled me from my reverie and caused my cheeks to blush a slight pink.
"Yes?" why was he being so nice to me?
"You never told me why you are in our garage." My eyes had gotten used to the darkness by now so I could see him beckoning me to him.
I walked to where he held his arms out, surprised when he wrapped them around me and pulled me into his lap. He was so warm!
"It's a long story…" I whispered as I leaned my head back onto his shoulder; I couldn't help it. Surprisingly enough he laid his head against mine instead of repelling me like I thought he would.
"I've got time, Naru." His voice was as soft as his cheek against my forehead. Did Itachi seriously just call me Naru?
"Okay, if you really want to know." I was hesitant in telling him but his concern seemed so sincere. "Well you know that Iruka is my father and Ibiki is basically my step-father right?" I hoped to god that telling him the one thing that not even my best friend knew about wouldn't backfire into my face.
"Yes, I remember." He actually sounded interested in what I was about to say.
"Okay, well, about a year after they got together Ibiki had some trouble at work which caused him to start drinking; Ibiki is not a nice drunk. Every time he drank he started beating Iruka into a bloody pulp. Then it started getting worse, the more he drank the more violent he got. Usually after they fought I would have to go clean up all the stains and whatever or I would get the rest of Ibiki's anger taken out on me since Iruka was no longer conscious." Remembering all of those horrible nights caused a few quiet tears to fall.
Itachi then turned me around so that I could still sit on his lap but he could watch me tell him my tale at the same time. His eyes searched my face, looking for something that was unknown to me.
"So anyway, tonight Ibiki found out that for the last six months or so Iruka has been having an affair with a man named Kakashi and was planning on leaving him as soon as he could afford to. Ibiki was furious, I'm not sure what happened exactly since I came here, but I called Kakashi on my way out so that he could save my father for at least a little while." I'd felt that warm liquid running down my cheeks earlier and though now it had started falling again I only felt the soft pale skin of Itachi's right hand.
"Naru, do you come here every time they fight?" Itachi's voice was soft, not wishing to infringe upon the blond's thoughts.
"Yes, unless Ibiki gets to me before I can get out my window. Please don't say anything Itachi…" Naruto could see a fury unlike any he had seen before in the coal eyes of this older raven. "Iruka is working on a way to get us away from him, so it won't be much longer." He looked into those angry eyes, scared that Itachi would do something rash and get all of them hurt in the process.
"Alright, I won't take any action toward Ibiki, but if he touches you again promise me that I will be the first to know and that you will tell me immediately?" His voice was strong, commanding, and hard to refuse.
"Yes, Itachi, I promise."
Over the next few days things at the Uzumaki residence were not happy though the violence seemed to be over. Itachi was spending a lot more time with Sasuke and Naruto, volunteering to drive them around town in his black and red Ferrari. After about a week of this 'special attention' Sasuke became suspicious of his brother's actions.
"Itachi, what's going on?" the younger Uchiha asked on their way to pick up the blond.
"What do you mean Sas?" Itachi knew exactly what his brother was talking about, which only annoyed Sasuke further.
"I mean why are you so interested in spending time with us all of a sudden? You never wanted to before and now that's all you ever do." Sasuke tried not to allow too much annoyance to fill his voice but Itachi heard it anyway.
"Am I not allowed to spend time with my brother and his friend?" looks like Sasuke wasn't going to give up on this riddle.
"It's not that I care, because I don't, I just want to know why. You don't like him do you?"
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