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Silo looked back and forth between Haruka and Majik, his baby blue school bag slung over his right shoulder. He made sure his steps matched both of theirs, a pop tart in one of his hands, a good chunk of it between his lips, slowly being nibbled on. The brightness of his blue eyes were a dead giveaway that he was in a very good mood, his cheeks a bit rosy from the chilly morning air. He munched on the rest of his snack and watched a few cars pass by, enjoying the moment of silence.
"Are there any cute girls in your class, Little Miss?" Majik broke that silence with his sudden question, twiddling his thumbs together as if he was having a thumb war with himself. Haruka didn't pay much attention to either of them, quite content with just looking at the scenery.
"Schools here aren't like the ones in Japan," Silo stated. "Mine has a block schedule, so we have four different classes."
Majik whined and threw on a pout that he'd caught from Silo. "Ya mean... we have different teachers each class? And different classmates? Ya serious?"
Laughing, Silo nodded. "It's not so bad. Besides, different classmates means more girls to chose from, right?" that brightened Majik's mood considerably and he grinned like the devil himself, his lips curling up sharply. Beside them, Haruka pursed his lips together.
"You've become a pervert," the silver-haired bishounen commented airily, his voice rich. "Just like your brother."
Snickering, Majik ignored him and only watched as the school got closer and closer, a bunch of cars lined up to turn into the student parking lot. He was so used to just seeing Japanese people, so the different variety of teenagers astounded him. Also, being the extremely friendly person he was, he waved to almost everyone, receiving odd looks and a few occasional waves back from kind-hearted students.
Just the other night, the three teens had been informed that Majik and Haruka would be attending Tuscarora High School with Silo. Haruka had been surprised, but Majik had been delighted, cheering and shouting. He'd gone to school with his friend when they were younger and now he was going to again... Hopefully, it'd bring back good memories and at the same time, create new ones.
Silo lead them up the stairs by the cafeteria and told them they all had art with Mr. Fellows for first block. He'd gotten their schedules from Itachi the previous night, but had just remembered to give it to them. He peaked at them curiously.
"Do we have any classes together other than first block? I didn't check."
Haruka stared down at the blank piece of paper. "I don't really know, I can't see anything."
Silo blushed prettily and took the slip of paper back, apologizing continuously. "I-I'm sorry, let me read it for you. Um, oh! Itachi set it up so we have all the same classes. I'm sure he did, since this definitely can't be a coincidence... And you don't have one of those teachers they give to the, uh, blind students..." he felt bad, rubbing Haruka's problem in his face, but what other way could he really say it?
"Ah, that's good."
"Hey! How come I have every class with ya two except for one!" Majik exclaimed, a bit upset.
Glancing down at his friend's schedule, Silo laughed. "Health Class? Probably because Itachi thought you weren't mature enough for it," he laughed harder at Majik's expression. "Don't worry, you have Biology with Ms. Crowell that period, same class as Othello."
"I guess it's ok then..." Majik just pouted. "Stupid weasel..."
xXxXx
Hidan sneezed at the kitchen table, frowning and swiping at his nose with his long-sleeve sweater. He sniffled and took a sip of his apple juice as Itachi finished up with breakfast, having refused help from his lover. He flipped open the little yellow notebook that was resting in front of him, looking down at the scribbled words and pictures he'd drawn. Well, they were more like chibi doodles.
"Did you decide on where we should have the wedding?" Itachi asked while putting the skillets in the sink and moving their breakfast to the mahogany table. He sat himself down, drowning out the sound of Naruto hollering around in his bedroom because his work ties were missing. Not wanting to get yelled at for not telling the blond that both Majik and Othello had used them to create a large flag in the front yard, he remained quiet and only paid attention to his fiance.
"Wedding... It's more like a little gathering of close friends, isn't it?" Hidan grinned and lifted up the pen by his plate, jotting something down below a jumbled bunch of paragraphs in his notebook. "Here!" he lifted up the notes and shoved them close to the Uchiha's face. "Let's get married here!"
Itachi eyed the paper and gently took it from Hidan, taking out a pair of reading glasses from his pocket and putting them on with the elegance every Uchiha has. He read over what his lover had wrote down and smiled softly. "You want a traditional Japanese ceremony?"
Hidan nodded and snickered. "I wanna see you dolled up and in a summer kimono. That's the only reason."
The raven took off his glasses and pocketed them once again, lifting up his fork to begin eating.
"And a wonderful reason at that," he spoke while cutting up his egg, the yolk spilling onto his plate, over his potatoes. He'd become rather fond of the every day American breakfast, having eggs every morning. "I'll get in contact with Kannagi-san and ask him to send a few of his men right before the ceremony, as a safety precaution," he chewed on his egg thoughtfully. "Orochimaru is still somewhere in Japan, after all. I can't have him ruining this."
Hidan just stared and his lips involuntarily twitched, along with his right eye. "K-Kannagi? That's... a joke, right?" when he received a raised eyebrow in response to his question, he whined, slumping in his chair. "Weasel-san! You can't just call up the leader of the Yakuza and ask to borrow his men! In return, he'll ask you to cut off a finger and give it to him or somethin'!"
Itachi chuckled softly. "Kannagi-san and I are close friends, Hidan, there's nothing to worry about. I believe that you're just afraid of him."
"...He's a creepy guy," Hidan grumbled under his breath and began eating. "And that's sayin' something. I'm usually never afraid of anyone."
Naruto came running down the stairs a moment later, dressed in a black suit with his hair actually tamed. He fiddled with the grey tie around his neck and ran into the kitchen, grabbing a pop tart out of the box Silo had left out. He opened it and began munching, not leaving any time for either of the house guests to bid him a good morning or farewell before he ran back out and toward the front door. Following his path down the stairs was Sasuke, looking a bit frazzled and tired.
"Good morning, Otouto," Itachi greeted his younger sibling. "I assume Naruto-kun is rushing off to work? It must be a high paying job if he has such a nice home," he sipped his tea.
Sasuke responded with a grunt and collapsed on the sofa, staring at the screen as it played the news.
Hidan laughed at him and turned in his chair, chewing on a mouthful of potatoes. "Whas wrong Shasu-shan?" he asked with the food stuffed in one of his cheeks, like a hamster. He only received a half-ass glare.
"I was up all night--"
"Having animalistic sex?" Hidan swallowed his food.
"No," Sasuke snarled. "His damn cat thought that it would be funny to pay me a visit during the middle of the night and piss on my bed... while I was sleeping in it."
The silver-haired Akatsuki member laughed loudly, almost choking on his spit, while Itachi just smirked.
"Cats never were too fond of you," Itachi stated, finishing up his breakfast. "And I didn't know that Naruto-kun even had a pet. I haven't spotted it yet."
Sasuke groaned and rolled over on the couch, getting comfortable. "It likes to lurk around in the shadows upstairs, like the demon it is," he growled. "But as I was saying, it decided to piss on my sheets and I was up for hours washing them and scrubbing the mattress."
"That sucks for you, Sasu-chan," Hidan snickered. "The only time I've been pissed on was when Weasel-san and I decided to get really kinky, and--"
"What the hell is this?.!" Naruto's yell could be heard from inside the home and Sasuke quickly got up to see what was going on. He opened the front door and peaked out, his mouth falling open a bit as he saw a dark red flag made from many of Naruto's red ties hanging from the nearest telephone pole, fluttering in the wind. There were black ties attached on the front, making a large swastika right in the center for all the neighborhood to see. What with Naruto being a blond-haired, blue-eyed male, Sasuke was sure the neighbors would be convinced he was a nazi once they saw that.
Inside, Itachi finished his tea and sat his cup down. He looked back down at the notebook as Naruto hollered and complained loudly outside, a thoughtful expression on his handsome face.
"Is there anyone else you would like to invite? I was thinking maybe Gaara-kun and his family, they are very loyal to us."
"Hm, sure, as long as his sister doesn't start a fight again."
"Yes, that was quite bad..."
xXxXx
Naruto stepped out of his car and hurried to the Chase building, pushing through the dark doors and running through the lobby so he wouldn't be late. There was a meeting today and if he was late, he'd most likely be fired by a higher-up. Sometimes he would rather work on the phones than be a businessman, but then he wouldn't make enough money to support himself and Silo. And now that he had so many people in the house, he needed that cash.
"Good morning, Naruto, how are you?" a supervisor asked from the doorway of the lounge.
"Ah, pretty good, but I'm in a rush, Noel, gotta go!" he ran past him and turned at the end of the hall, stopping right before the meeting room doors. He straightened his tie and wiped the sweat from his brows, trying to look as professional as possible. Opening the doors, he found the room almost empty, save for his boss and his secretary.
The older gentleman smiled, a twinkle in his dark eyes. "I suppose you didn't get the memo yesterday, Naruto?" he chuckled.
The blond almost flushed in embarrassment. "I-I was out sick yesterday, sir..."
"Oh, sick? What with? If I had known, I would've sent Mary out to give you a card and some chocolates. My wife has a bunch of it in the cellar, you know," the balding man smiled. "That would've been the perfect opportunity to get rid of some of it. I need room down there for an exercise machine I want."
Naruto laughed nervously. "I would've loved chocolate, sir. Um, and I was out with a cold... I guess the air conditioner was on a little too high."
His boss nodded in understanding. "It happens to the best of us, son. Well, since there's no meeting this morning, you can go back to your office and call up Thomas from our partner company in Tennessee. I want you to schedule a meeting with him for sometime next week. Anytime is fine, just not on the weekend, I have a golf tournament to go to."
The blond nodded and with a respectful good-bye, he left the room and went down the hall, heading toward the elevator. With his shoulders slumped, he sighed and hung his head.
"I rushed to work for nothing... I don't even really have to start my job until ten, so I could've just yanked Sasuke into my bed and forced him to cuddle with me," he sighed again, scratching the back of his head, rustling his golden locks. Pressing the 'up' button for the elevator, he stood there and waited, listening to the calm music they played softly in the lobby all the time.
As the door slid open, he stepped in, along with two other people and pressed the button for the sixth floor, letting them pick their floors next. He gazed down the long stretch of hallway, into the crowd that was there coming in for work. But as the doors began to close, he spotted a head of silvery grey hair, tanned skin, and a pair of dark glasses...
His eyes widened a fraction and the image of Kabuto came to mind, his face holding a smile as he'd aimed the gun at his head.
Then the doors shut completely and the figure was gone.
xXxXx
"Can ya believe that those football players asked me to join their team?" Majik grinned happily, his steps bouncy, yet graceful.
"It's called soccer here... and no, I didn't even know you were good at it," Silo thought back to gym class when they'd gone out to the football field to play a game of soccer. The soccer team had been out and decided to play with them and Silo didn't really remember much, but all he knew was that Majik was a pro at the game and even scored about ten goals against the team the real soccer players were on. Then one thing had lead to another and Majik was then invited to join...
It was quite amazing, really, considering the Norwegian boy had just started school three hours beforehand.
"I'm actually stunned," Haruka commented quietly, carrying the two books his teachers had given him. All three of them were on their way home with only a little bit of homework to do, the weather taking a turn for the worse. It was getting really windy and the rain from a hurricane down south was going to hit Frederick soon, something Silo wasn't looking forward to. It was thundering and they still had a mile to walk.
"Yes, be stunned Haru-ru, because for the first time in my life, I'm gonna be more popular than you," his grin widened. "I'll have all the girls and you won't," he stuck out his tongue and laughed, snorting at the end, causing Silo to let out a laugh of his own.
Haruka furrowed his brows, not amused.
A sudden loud crack of lightning sent Silo into Haruka's arms, his squeal echoing around the lush area. Majik just looked up at the clouds and glared, yelling up at them in angry German, apparently knowing the language now. After he finished, he glanced over at his two companions and blinked, finding a blushing Silo extremely adorable.
"It looks like your face is on fire, Little Miss..."
Silo pulled away from Haruka and apologized, smiling nervously and fiddling with the end of his shirt. He couldn't look the Hatake child in the eye, too embarrassed. He really wondered if he did really have a crush on his childhood friends.
"It's alright, I didn't mind," Haruka said truthfully, smiling a bit. He blinked his eyes when his vision cleared up, then blurred again. He frowned.
"Is something wrong?" Silo asked, finally able to look Haruka in the face. "Do your eyes hurt?"
"No," The silver-haired teen shook his head, his long locks of hair tumbling over his shoulders. "They just suddenly felt dry," as he pondered over what might've happened, he felt raindrops hit his tan skin.
Majik started running through the rain, yelling back for the others to catch up. Silo took Haruka's hand with a small blush and told him to trust him, that he wouldn't let him trip, then they took off through the falling sheets of rain.
xXxXx
When they got to the house, Majik spotted his brother and Itachi taking down the flag with umbrellas over their heads, Hidan obviously looking a bit mad since he had to come outside in the pouring rain to deal with something his little brother had done. The teen stopped in his tracks when he saw his bright red flag being lowered to the ground.
"Hey, leave that alone! Put it back!"
Itachi turned and found his "son" rushing toward him, soaking wet. The boy glared at him, one that matched his own in ferocity. Raising his eyebrows, the rest of his face staying blank, he finished pulling the flag down and folded it over his arm.
"What were you thinking when you put this up?" Itachi asked, his voice deep. "Were you trying to attract unwanted attention to Naruto-kun? Doing something without thinking of how it would affect others is very childish and idiotic, Majik."
Hidan nodded in agreement, not wanting to join in on the soon-to-be banter between them. Every time Majik did something Itachi didn't like or when Itachi did something Majik didn't like, they would argue and glare and... Hidan wanted nothing to do with it.
"I did think about Little Miss's papa when I did it, Mr. Weasel!" he growled, his nicknames taking most of the bite out of his words. "I'm sure many people would be proud to have such a wonderful Aryan in their--"
"This is America, Nazis are not accepted here," Itachi growled back, his voice low and rumbling. It reminded Hidan of a panther on the prowl. "Nor are they accepted anywhere else, so why would you do something so ridiculous? I've tolerated your moronic obsession with Nazis because you're the younger brother of my lover, but I've had enough and--"
Majik smacked him on the forehead and snatched the flag away, running away to the back of the house with a grin on his face. "I win again! Go Germany!
Itachi gritted his teeth and rubbed the skin of his forehead, mumbling curses and turning on his heel, going into the house. Hidan was laughing heartily, following his fiance, motioning for the two other boys to come in.
"Don't worry, he'll come back in soon."
Silo laughed nervously and both he and Haruka started toward the home, but he stopped when he saw something in the corner of his eye. He saw a male with grey hair with his back to him, walking down the sidewalk with a cell phone against his ear. He blinked, not having seen him there earlier...
"Silo? Are you coming in?" Haruka asked, a bit worried.
"O-Oh, right. I'm coming," Silo smiled and jogged up to meet Haruka, the both of them entering the house and shutting the doors with an audible 'click'.
Next chapter- Haruka shows a side of himself that no one has ever seen before, a death puts Itachi in a new position, and Othello spills his past... but it's only used against him.