Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
Yes, sorry again for the long wait :sweatdrop: I had the stomach flu D: I'm sorry!
This chapter's dedicated to Sherry, because I didn't get to write her oneshot in time.
Naruto's heart was pounding loud in his ears when he hit the hotel floor. The shock of what had just happened was hitting him full throttle and his body was frozen in fear. He didn't know what to do, he didn't know how he'd ever live without his son... without the very child he'd lived for since he'd held him in his arms in the emergency room fifteen years ago.
Staring up at the ceiling, he laid there for a good ten minutes, trying to imagine life without Silo. Just thinking about it had his chest aching and his fingers clutching the rug beneath him. He couldn't deal with it, not one bit.
Why would she want him back? She left us, she didn't want him...
A sudden shadow looming over him caused his eyes to focus and he looked up, his state of mind already in a panic. Since the lights above were glaring down at him, he could only see the faint outline of a slim figure, long hair, and a dangling silver necklace. But that was enough to send his mind reeling again; to a time before he'd met Sasuke, before he'd had Silo, before he'd even met Sunako...
"Mom," he whimpered in a pathetic voice. "What am I supposed to do? I almost lost Sasuke... I can't lose my son, too..."
A pair of frail hands reached down and pulled him up, his head spinning for a moment before he exhaled and closed his eyes. He was exhausted from the long day and lack of sleep, and the warmth of the other person was too comforting to pass up. He didn't even want to think anymore... so he let himself drift off, not even knowing who the person above him really was.
"Mom..." he whispered one last time before completely passing out.
Looking down at the slumbering blond, Itachi sighed.
"I am not your mother, Naruto-kun," he spoke softly, lifting Naruto up into his arms. He didn't even flinch at how much the actor weighed, carrying him up the stairs and down the hallway that led to where Sasuke should be. He was vaguely concerned about why Naruto was talking about losing Silo, but that was something Sasuke needed to ask about.
Hoisting the blond up into his arms, Itachi made his way up the stairs, past a few maids who were carefully lowering a cart of freshly washed bath towels down to the lobby. Once he got to the second floor, he turned down the hall where Naruto and Sasuke's room was and adjusted the blond's position in his arms.
Knocking on the door, he waited patiently for a few moments before a distraught and frazzled Sasuke answered. A look of relief flashed across his obsidian eyes when he saw his lover in Itachi's arms, but he was still worried as to why said man wasn't in bed with him when he'd woken up.
"Aniki," he whispered so not to wake Naruto. "Where was he? Did something happen?"
"I found him on the lobby floor, acting as if someone had died," the weasal's brows rose delicately. "I'm assuming you know nothing, judging by the blank expression you're wearing. He mentioned something about losing Silo, but the boy's safe in his room with the others. Hidan and I were just checking in on them a few minutes ago."
Sasuke eagerly held his arms out, so he could have Naruto back again. The man looked so tired and his face finally reflected his age for once.
"Do you know why he was out in the lobby to begin with?" he asked his older brother, bringing the slumbering actor into his welcoming arms. "When I woke up to go to the bathroom, he was missing..."
Itachi shook his head, his long hair brushing across his forearms.
"I do know he was on the phone, but I don't know why. That's something you should ask him yourself in the morning," the Akatsuki leader fingered the silver necklace around his neck, a little trinket Hidan had given him only an hour ago. "Now, I'm going to head off to bed. Keep an eye on your lover, Otouto."
"Yes..." Sasuke trailed off and looked down at Naruto exhausted face. "Good night."
Naruto... Who called you? Why didn't they just call your cellphone?
After his brother left, Sasuke closed the door and locked it quietly, gently maneuvering Naruto over to their plush bed and covering him up with the warm blankets. Skimming his fingers over the blond's neck for a brief instant, he walked over to the nightstand where his dobe's cellphone was.
Flipping it open, he saw that the screen was blank.
It was dead.
"Then whoever called the hotel phone must've tried to call his phone first..." he plugged the charger in and waited for the phone to turn on, anxious to know what was going on. As a child, he didn't like to be excluded from things, and that fact hadn't changed one bit.
Once the cell was on, he looked at the missed calls and Sai's name flashed at him. Apparently, the man had called Naruto seven times before giving up and finding an alternate number. Sasuke furrowed his brows and pushed 'call' next to Sai's name, pressing the phone to his ear.
"...Naruto?"
"Hirota," Sasuke pressed. "What happened? Naruto's asleep in bed right now, but my brother found him out in the lobby earlier, in shock. I want to know why," he almost growled. Now the protective side of him was bubbling to the surface.
"Well... Please don't tell a lot of people. This is something Naruto-san wouldn't want out in the open... but..." there was a pause. "Sunako, his ex-girlfriend, called me earlier this evening, informing me that she was trying to gain back custody of Silo. I don't know why she didn't call Naruto-san herself, but... the point is that she wants Silo back. Besides you, he's all Naruto-san really has. Please don't let Sunako have him."
The raven's eyes were wide in shock. There was no way possible that the woman who had abandoned her devoted lover and son was going to try and take back what was now rightfully his, Sasuke's. Gritting his teeth, he clutched the cell tightly, trying not to speak too loudly.
"Don't worry, she won't be getting Silo back. He's my son now."
Sai laughed lightly and tiredly on the other end.
"That's good. When Naruto-san wakes up, tell him I'll always be there to help if he needs me."
"I'm sure he'll be happy to hear that. I'll let you get to bed now, Hirota. Have a good night," Sasuke said politely, then hung up, satisfied with the answers he'd been given. He really found no need to be kind to Sai, no matter what the circumstances. Turning to the sleeping Naruto, he frowned.
He couldn't believe that woman would just randomly show up out of nowhere and try to take back her son who was now almost sixteen. Why would she want custody of him, when he would be an adult on just two years? It made no sense.
"Dobe, you shouldn't worry so much..." he whispered and sat next to Naruto, taking the large, tan hand in his. "She won't take away Silo, I'll make sure of that..."
Naruto only continued to sleep, his dreams wracked with faces of the past.
xXxXx
Hidan glanced up from the beer he was drinking and smiled toothily at his returning koibito. Sitting his bottle on the table next to their bed, he crossed his legs and fell back against the pillows, welcoming the strong scent of vanilla. When Itachi joined him in bed, he leaned over and placed a chaste kiss on the man's silky cheek.
"What took you so long?"
"I had to drop off a scared kitten," the weasal joked and peeled off the robe he'd had on. That one single movement had Hidan's amethyst eyes glinting in what looked like lust, his pearly whites bared for all the world to see. Snorting, Itachi pressed closer to his fiancee and inhaled his aroma of alcohol and springwater. It was an odd mixture, but just as arousing.
"Mmm, we haven't had sex in a while," Hidan purred. "How long has it been? A week?"
Itachi chuckled richly. "Five days."
"That's way too long," Hidan pushed himself up and leaned over the elder Uchiha, his slightly long silver bangs falling over his face, framing his high cheek bones. "I say we ruin this good bed," he growled in an alluring manner, "because I wanna fuck you into the mattress."
Itachi reached up and grabbed a fistful of soft hair, yanking down the handsome face of his soon-to-be husband. "Oh my, I'm frightened," his dark eyes danced in amusement. "Surely you wouldn't be so hard on me," his tongue ran along Hidan's well-defined jaw.
A shiver going up his spine, Hidan groaned. "You know you want it."
Itachi smirked.
"You were always the one to assume too much, Hidan. This could be one of those times."
Hidan growled and ground his hips down against his lover's, the friction sending a delightful shiver up his entire body. Oh, how he loved Itachi and his fucking mindgames. His smirk only widened when the raven beneath him groaned in pleasure, hot breath blowing against the side of his neck.
"Now I know you want it, Weasal-san," he cooed, bending down to take soft lips into a kiss that was loving and the complete opposite from the mood. While their actions were playful and lustful, their kiss was heart-felt and tender. Both of them closed their eyes at the simple and endearing gesture, moving their bodies in sync with the tempo their lips were making.
Hands were everywhere, but not ripping off clothes. They were roaming heated skin, feeling the softness of flesh, the warmth that the body produced.
"Hidan..." Itachi breathed huskily against Hidan's ear, his eyes half open. Arching his neck when a wet tongue ran a trail up his neck, he moaned softly and clutched onto his lover. God, he loved the other man. He breathed for him, fought for him, lived for him...
"I love you," Hidan whispered, his voice holding so much raw emotion that even his own heart swelled.
Itachi pulled Hidan down for another kiss, his reply loud and clear.
xXxXx
The next day, sunlight streamed through the windows and onto the beds of every single occupant in the hotel. It was as if a multitude of groans errupted at the same time, because Kannagi looked up from the papers he was reading in the main lobby, his piercing eyes clear, muttering a 'children these days'.
Yet even as everyone woke up from their first night in the hotel, the kids were the first ones up and rearing to go for the day. All three of them had on the traditional garbs they were to wear for the ceremony, but Silo looked the most stunning. His kimono was an array of different colors of blue, white cranes scattered about the material. His blue-black hair hung around his young face perfectly, his rosy lips contrasting brightly against his naturally light skin.
Majik couldn't keep his eyes off of his friend, despite his eagerness to turn away. Now that he was in the Akatsuki, he'd need to learn better self-control, and now was the perfect moment to start in his opinion. Pinching the skin on his wrist, he flinched and glanced down.
"I wish I could see what you look like in your kimono," Haruka smiled kindly. "I bet you're beautiful."
Majik almost hissed at the other male, but resisted from doing so.
Silo blushed cutely and moved the ends of his kimono sleeves up to hide his flushed cheeks. He was the perfect picture of innocence.
"N-n-not beautiful," the crow countered bashfully. "Definitely not beautiful..."
"You're kiddin' yourself, Little Miss," Majik snorted, plopping a hand down on his head of black hair. "Don't listen to him, Haru-ru, he's full of shit," he grinned. "He looks like any man's fantasy."
Silo's blush darkened ten fold. "M-Majik! I hardly doubt any man would fantasize about me!"
"Hey, I do!"
Haruka frowned.
Silo squawked. "M-Majik! Shut up!" he smacked the Norwegian on the back and huffed, his cheeks puffing out. He resembed a hamster that was stocking up on food for the winter.
Behind them, Sasuke cleared his throat and they all spun around, save for Haruka who slowly turned his head to the side. The raven was in a traditional outfit for a male, the material snug on his smaller frame. Beside him, Naruto had on a matching outfit, except the slip was open to reveal the center of his chest and a nice set of abs. But even though today was a joyous occasion, the blond looked on the verge of throwing up.
"Dad...?" Silo questioned, worried. He reached forward and placed a small hand on his father's arm. "Chichiue," he called again, when he didn't recieve a reply.
Blue eyes clashing with a matching pair, Naruto smiled crookedly. "M'sorry," he grumbled. "I didn't get much sleep last night..." he kept his gaze on his son and he shifted one hand to lay on Silo's. Squeazing, he inhaled shakily and let it go.
"But you look so sick," Silo pressed. "You should lay down before the ceremony begins. I don't want you to miss it."
"I'll be fine..." the blond ruffled his son's hair. "Hey, kiddo... why don't you sit with your Chichiue and Otosan today, huh?"
The crow smiled brightly. "Hai! You don't mind, do you, Haruka-kun? Majik?"
Haruka muttered a 'not at all' while Majik shrugged and blew a strand of hair out of his face.
"I'll be sittin' next to my Niisan, anyway, for the san-san-kudo."
"The ceremony's in a few minutes, so all of you should go get seated. Sasuke and I need to talk for a minute," Naruto tried to smile in a reassuring manner, but no one was fooled, not even Naruto himself. But no one questioned him, Haruka and Silo setting off in the direction of the Prayer Room with their fingers laced together.
Majik watched them leave, then turned his attention to Sasuke and Naruto who had stepped over to the wall farthest away from him. Curious to know what was bothering his favorite Aryan, he stealthily snuck around a few banisters and hid himself behind one that was close enough to the two adults where he could hear them.
"Naruto, you'll have to tell him sooner or later..." Sasuke pressed. "It's best that he knows now, so we can go ahead and get a lawyer if Sunako decides to bring this to court soon."
Majik's brows knitted together as he listened on.
"I know that, but... how am I supposed to tell him that the woman who abandoned him suddenly wants him back? He's already dealing with Melee, I don't think he could handle anything else right now... God, I can't even handle it!" Naruto rubbed at his temples and leaned back against the wall. "If Sunako takes Silo away from me, I don't know what I'll do, Sasuke..."
The Norwegian's eyes darkened and his lips twitched up into a snarl, anger already boiling in the pit of his stomach.
Sasuke placed a hand on his lover's shoulder. "Everything will be fine, I promise. Silo's going to stay with us, so don't worry."
Naruto nodded and sighed. "I'm sorry I'm being so annoying... Thanks for putting up with me."
The raven smirked. "You've been more annoying. Believe me, this is nothing."
The blond glared at him and straightened up, heading off toward the Prayer Room. "Yeah, whatever, Teme. Come on, let's get to the ceremony before we piss the happy couple off."
Sasuke nodded and followed close behind, not noticing the seething Majik who was still hidden behind the pillar.
xXxXx
Sasuke gently handed Hidan the small cup of sake, ending the san-san-kudo ceremony(1). Beside him, Itachi sipped slowly from his own cup, his movements fluid and graceful. It wasn't every day he got to see his older brother in such a state of attire, and he was wondering how he never noticed his unnatural beauty before.
The "bride" was in a pure white kimono, his hair in a traditional hairstyle with pins and clips everywhere. His skin was painted over in white, his lips a lush red, and his lashes were extra thick and black for the ceremony. At that moment, he was the embodiment of beauty and glory.
Hidan was in a similar outfit to Sasuke and Naruto, his hair slicked back like in the old days. There was a bright smile on his face as he drank his sake and watched the love of his life across the table. Next to him, Majik stared down at the table, trying to calm his temper. He wasn't going to ruin his brother's most important day by wallowing in his anger. So throwing on his usual goofy smile, he lifted up his own cup of sake and gulped it down.
Behind the main table, everyone else sat. The Akatsuki members were watching in awe at the happy couple, while some (like Silo) were too focused on the fact that Majik could tolerate the alcohol.
"He's been drinking it for a while," Haruka whispered. "He doesn't get drunk, so don't worry too much. He only drinks when he's stressed."
"Oh..." Silo mumbled. "But still... alcohol is disgusting..."
He looks like he wants to kill someone... Majik, what's wrong with you?
In the background, women in traditional garbs played their kotos, while mikos prayed for Itachi and Hidan. All in all, it was a very simple and common wedding. But Hidan, like always, didn't like simple, and he planned on spicing things up a little.
"Itachi," he murmured, affection lacing into his voice. "We've already given each other rings months ago... and I didn't think it'd be right to not have anything to give you on this special day..." he watched the Uchiha's eyes flicker with something akin to curiousity. "So..."
He pulled a medium-sized box out from the inside of his wardrobe and placed it on the table, pushing it toward his husband. His smile was fond and true, and he really hoped Itachi liked what he'd gotten him.
Slowly reaching forward, Itachi's lips trembled into a soft smile. "Hidan..."
"Awww," Silo and Tobi cooed in unison, both of their cheeks dusted a light pink at the romance of it all.
Lifting open the top, Itachi's eyes glazed over in what Sasuke assumed was pleasure. He's only seen that look on his brother's face once before, and that was when the weasal had gotten the news of his fellow Akatsuki members slaughtering an entire factory full of Orochimaru's men...
...Whatever it is, it can't be good... Sasuke leaned forward, as well as Majik, and glanced at whatever was inside of the white box. As soon as they spotted it, Majik started snorting in laughter and Sasuke broke a sweat, his jaw going slack.
Inside of the box, nestled atop light beige paper, was a brand new gun. But not just any gun, it was a specially-made Genshiryoku, a model made specifically for those Sasuke liked to call "hitmen". It's shiny surface reflected Itachi's hands as they moved to lift it out of it's sanctuary.
Matsuri almost screamed when she saw the item, but Tobi kept her from doing so, reminding her exactly what kind of business the two men and himself were in. Tooku didn't seem fazed at all, her large eyes focused on the weapon as if it were a rare delicacy.
"Do you like it? It took me weeks to actually find someone who made them," Hidan grinned.
Itachi's eyes were warm for once as he ran his fingers along the barrel. Yes, it was odd to receive a gun as a wedding gift, but his lover wasn't exactly normal.
"Forgive me for not having anything to give you..."
"Oh, no, it's fine. Just give me a little somethin'-somethin' tonight and we'll be even," he purred, his voice husky.
Sasuke's brows twitched.
"Alright, I believe the ceremony is officially over. If you two plan on doing anything x-rated, I suggest you head off to your room now."
"Heh, don't wo--" Hidan was cut off as a loud crashing sound came from the hall outside, followed by screams from the maids and multiple gunshots.
Kisame and Kakuzu cursed and pulled out their guns.
"Fuck, don't tell me Orochimaru found out where we were!" Kakuzu hissed. "Tobi, get your wife and kid out of here! Sasuke, Naruto, take the brats and get a move on!"
Silo's body seemed to freeze as footsteps approached the door to the room they were in. He clutched Haruka's hand tightly and even as his boyfriend was calling for him, telling him to move, he couldn't. Right before his eyes, he could see the past. He could see Sasuke getting shot, could feel the blood splattering on his face... It was all too real.
"Silo!"
"Silo, come on!" Naruto shoved open the window in the room so they could escape through there. "Silo!" he repeated.
Suddenly, the crow was ripped from his trance as a hand roughly yanked him off the ground. He winced as he was shoved against Haruka.
"Get the fuck goin', Little Miss," Majik growled. He was holding his own gun in his grasp, the most serious look on his face. "I'm not goin' to risk losin' ya again. Go with Haru-ru and find somewhere safe to hide."
"But Majik...!"
"Go!" the Norwegian hissed. "Haru-ru, make sure he stays safe!"
Haruka nodded.
Itachi yanked the clips from his hair until the silky tresses fell to his shoulders and wiped the powder from his face, the color smearing. As he watched his younger brother and the others slip outside, he felt his emotions start to slip away into nothing. He was angry that this was happening right after his wedding, but he needed to feel absolutely nothing in order to kill. He needed to be empty.
"Weasal-san, don't get shot, ok?" Hidan smiled before he stalked forward and kicked down the door, only to come face to face with a red-headed woman. They both aimed their guns at each other and the female smirked.
"Well, look who it is," she cooed. "I haven't seen ya in a while, ya fuck face."
"Tayuya," Hidan frowned. "You haven't changed at all. Still as vulgar as ever."
Tayuya eyed the man in front of her, then the other Akatsuki members in the room. Scoffing, she scowled.
"Eight against two, huh?"
Hidan's eyes widened. "Two...?"
Before he could even get the word out, five gunshots rang out and the sound of a body hitting the floor behind him had Hidan trembling. He could hear the laughter of Tayuya's partner, Sakon, before Kisame cursed and began shooting.
"Itachi-sama!" Deidara shouted.
Tayuya grinned and saluted before jumping out of the doorway and running down the hall. Sasori followed right behind her, his eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Itachi-san!"
"Itachi-sama! Zetsu, find out what the fuck Kannagi and the others were doing! They were supposed to be standing guard! Shit, shit, shit! He's losing a lot of blood, un!"
Hidan remained in place, his body shaking and his violet eyes wide.
"Sakon got away, that shit!" Deidara cursed.
Swallowing thickly, Hidan turned, tears already coming to his eyes. Never did he cry these days... but seeing the love of his life on the floor, blood sleeping through his snow white kimono, it made his chest constrict and his heart completely shatter.
"W-weasal...san..?" he whispered slowly.
Not today... not after he became mine...
Itachi's breathing was shallow and he coughed up blood, his eyes half open.
"Weasal-san...? ...Itachi...?"
Outside, Tobi was helping everyone into one of the cars they'd came in, careful to not be spotted. As he got into the driver's side, he could hear Hidan cursing and screaming from the Prayer Room not too far away. In the jumbled yells, he could hear Itachi's name and it made his fists tighten around the wheel.
"Itachi-sama..." he whimpered pathetically. "Please be alright..."
And then he started the car, quickly driving away from the hotel, hoping and praying that everything would be ok.
But really...
Nothing would ever be ok, not from that point on.
(1) It's the ceremony where the families exchange sake cups to celebrate their union.
Wow, the ending of this chap... was a surprise, even to me :sweatdrop: I didn't plan on ending it like this, but it wrote itself. Will Itachi be ok? What's gonna happen next?.!