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This is Not a Game [Complete]	By : JaydenNara Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2210 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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Valentine's II

"You're going to be late Nar," Kyuubi called to his brother hiding in the depths of their apartment. "Get your scrawny little butt out here."

"That's fine, I don't want to go," stated Naruto, walking out of his bedroom and fixing the redhead with a sharp glare. "And my butt is not scrawny, you're the one with a flat ass."

A small chuckled escaped the older man. "You have no choice in the matter and you know it," he said pointedly. "Hokage's orders."

After the devastation of events five years ago, Tsunade had order mandatory psychiatric visits for the youngest Uzumaki until he was in a proper state of mind. Years later, there had been no change, and her orders still stood, much to Naruto's displeasure.

"What's the point?" the blond whined childishly as he brother hurried him through the motions of getting ready to leave. "It's been five years, and apparently I've made no progress." He could think of much better things to do with his time than sitting around in a stuffy office talking about his feelings. Taking Sasuke up on his offer for ramen would be one of the many better offers.

"That's because you haven't tried," growled Kyuubi, clearly annoyed with his younger brothers' juvenile behaviour. "Now get your butt down to the car, and let's go."

"There you go with my butt again," teased Naruto following Kyuubi into the elevator. "I'm starting to think this whole Itachi thing is a cover for deeper feelings you have for your own flesh and blood." He batted his eyelashes at the redhead rolling his eyes beside him. "You don't need to drive me," he said as he was pushed from the elevator towards Kyuubi's mustang.

"Oh yeah?" the elder challenged. "What happened the last time I let you go yourself?" he asked referring to a incident four years ago. Naruto decided that he'd had enough, and skipped his weekly meeting. Tsunade had been furious and suspended him from duty for six months, increasing the appointments to bi-weekly until she saw fit.

"Asshole."

The drive was completely silent with Naruto fuming the passenger seat. It wasn't long before they pulled up in front of LEAF, and they made their way to the hospital attached to LEAF Research and Development, the agencies headquarters.

LEAF, like any agency, has a front, Konoha's is a research and development lab and hospital. Most agents posed as employees, like Kiba and Shikamaru, but some, like Kyuubi and Naruto, live separate from the agency, using visiting friends as their reason for frequent visits. It also helps that Naruto has a long standing appointment with the hospitals head psychiatrist, and also volunteers in the children's ward.

Agents of LEAF are treated differently, and rarely is a undercover mission done by LEAF agents; it isn't needed. LEAF doesn't exist other than as a research facility. There is also the fact that there is no documentation, even with the government.

Agents are selected for missions based on how well the circumstances of a mission would integrate into their daily lives. Most of the time the bonds would remain after the completion of a mission as the agent is just seen as another civilian to the eyes of the world. This method of course is only used for protection of witnesses and targets of criminal activity, but the ratio of LEAF taking on a protection mission are about one to hundred missions. Using agent backgrounds is exactly how the Uchiha protection unit was formed.

Kakashi was an easy choice having once dated Uchiha Obito, Sasuke and Itachi's second cousin. Fugaku and Mikoto already were familiar with him, but they lost contact after Obito was killed in an attempted robbery on a convenience store he had stopped in on the way home. A full investigation had been ordered by LEAF, but it was deemed unconnected to Kakashi and the agency, just an unfortunate circumstances. Getting Kakashi hired as their assistant had been easy work, all he had to do was pretend to quit his job at LEAF Research and Development.

For the protection of Itachi, Kyuubi had been the obvious choice. The elder Uzumaki had started University three years ago in the attempt to lead a normal life, but dropped out when his brother ended up back in the hospital for taking unnecessary risks on a mission. Deciding that his brother's recovery was more important than his schooling, Kyuubi had never finished his degree in psychology. Using that to their advantage, LEAF put the redheaded agent in to watch Itachi, but also to push him in the direction of finishing what he started.

Naruto was the only ones the details had been fudged for, namely his age. Having graduated at the age of fifteen due to the agencies tutoring program, it was seen that perhaps the blond agent could use the socialization of going to an actual school, and that it may help his current mental and emotional state. They never could have guessed it would work so well.

Naruto wasn't the youngest agent, but he was one of the youngest, and the only one that would work in the current situation. Konohamaru was the youngest at the age of fourteen, but there was no way he would be able to pull off the act of a senior in high school with his baby face. There was also the fact that Naruto would have insisted on being put in on the mission, even if he had to assume a cover. Luckily, he didn't, building ties with Sasuke for the future was important encase the Uchiha family was ever targeted again. If any of the team disappeared suddenly when the mission was completed, trust would be broken in the future.

"Here we are," said Kyuubi, stopping outside of an office. "In you go!" He opened the door and shoved his brother through, closing of his escape before the blond could even protest.

Sputtering profanities at his accursed brother, he turned to face the only other occupant of the room. A small man sat behind a desk at the far side of the room, his hands delicately folded in front of him. His cinnamon brown hair was pulled off his face into a ponytail showing off his tanned skin; a small scar running over the bridge of his nose.

"Naruto-kun," the man greeted. "It's good to see you as always." He gave the boy in standing defensively in front of him a small encouraging smile.

"Iruka."

"Take a seat, please," the brunette said quietly, motioning to the leather couch to the right of the desk. He stood up and smoothly moved to the armchair next to the couch the blond had reluctantly taken a seat on. "Now then, Kyuubi tells me you have been improving."

"I have?" the young teen asked rather confused. "Last I checked there hasn't been a change in five years." His brow furrowed in concentration, but he couldn't think of any changes in the past few weeks.

"He told me he's caught you smiling, and on more than one occasion." He consulted his notes before looking back to the increasingly perplexed blond. "Not only that, but you have also been more expressive, and emotional involved in general, including anger, hurt, and worry."

Nothing came to mind for the Uzumaki, as he sat wondering if his brother was losing his mind. In the last few weeks he could only think of the mission, and he'd been putting all his effort and concentration into it.

"I see," Iruka commented slyly. "Let's get started then, eh?" He made an amused noise at the blonds' pout. It seemed Kyuubi was right, Naruto was indeed improving.

Meandering down the hospital hallway, the elder Uzumaki debated checking in on Shikamaru, but decided against it. Ever since news of Kiba and the Nara finally coming together, most agents had been avoiding the room, not that they really needed to, the two new lovebirds were keeping it professional. But all the same, the heart monitor had been disconnected.

"Kyuubi, my office, now!" a loud angry voice yelled at him.

The redhead spun around to find a rather harried looking Tsunade behind him. "Uh oh..." he muttered to himself, but never the less followed the fuming blond. Once he was ushered into her second office in the hospital, the door was slammed loudly behind him.

"Sit," she commanded, pointing to an uncomfortable looking plastic chair. "Word has reached me that you are dating your subject. That is against agency guidelines." Tsunade fixed the calm and collect man with a piercing stare.

"Actually," Kyuubi began, ignoring her growl of annoyance. "It only states that I can't date a target. Itachi is not a criminal being investigated Tsunade, he's under our protection." He smirked at her gaping mouth. "As I see it," he continued, enjoying his moment. "I'm not breaking any rules. In fact, I believe I'm following your orders quite well. We were told to integrate them into our lives. Well, if I had met Itachi under normal circumstances, I wouldn't have hesitated in dating him."

Hands came down on the desk as Tsunade jumped to her feet looking to kill. "Brat!"

"It's true, Tsunade," the redhead pointed out calmly, ignoring her outburst. "You were the one that issued the mission orders, and you know how LEAF's protection detail works. We take them into our lives, and keep all ties at the end."

"I hope you know what you're doing Kyuubi," she warned, her eyes narrowing dangerously.

"I never want to see Itachi hurt, ever, and I plan on making him my first ever boyfriend tonight" he said firmly, his fists clenched. "Oh, and you might want to know, Naruto is in love," he added in a lighter tone, standing up and making his way to the door. "Thought you might want to know..." he called, disappearing though the entryway.

"You look good enough to eat 'Tachi," Kyuubi said with a slight growl in his voice as the younger man slid into his mustang.

Tight black dress pants and a blood red dress shirt covered Itachi's delectable body. The top two buttons were left undone, showing off the creamy pale skin of his collarbone. Long raven hair spilled over the Uchiha's shoulders, it was the first time he had ever worn his hair down around someone other than family.

"So do you," the Uchiha said, eyeing the other man hungrily.

The redhead was dressed in a black dress shirt left open to show off the tight white t-shirt underneath, his hardened abs prominent under the fabric. His own dress pants hugged his body in all the right places. Red spikes were gelled to perfection, but still had the look of softness that tempted Itachi to run his hands through them.

"Where are you taking me?" Itachi asked curiously.

"Oh, just a little place I know," teased the redhead, grinning at the other man. He pulled out of the manor, heading towards the city center.

After several unsuccessful minutes of trying to pry the plans for the evening out of the Uzumaki, Itachi sunk back into the seat, admitting defeat for the first time. He tilted his head towards Kyuubi, watching the tanned man drive to their undisclosed location. "My brother is upset," he said softly. "Apparently he asked Naruto to go out for ramen tonight and he was turned down." He carefully watched for any reaction out of the other, but Kyuubi didn't even flinch. "Naruto said he had an appointment, but Sasuke thinks he has a date."

Kyuubi snorted. "Nar, have a date," he chuckled. "That's a good one." He shot a comforting smile to the raven beside him. "No, he had an appointment alright, and does every Monday. That's why we're having a late dinner, I had to make sure that he actually went to his mandatory psychiatrist appointment."

"Mandatory psychiatrist appointment?" Itachi repeated nonplused. "Are you sure I should be letting my baby brother spend time with him?"

Kyuubi burst into laughter at the thought of Naruto being dangerous to the youngest Uchiha. Naruto would do anything for the littlest raven. "Don't worry about it, Itachi-chibi is safe. Remember how at the party Gaara and I were super excited when Naruto smiled."

"Yeah..."

"That's why he goes every Monday," the redhead explained. "You'd think in the last five years there would be progress, but no, nothing, at least not until he met your brother. You wouldn't believe the change in Naruto since January."

Naruto was almost a different person, even without the blond realizing it. Emotions and reactions were slipping through without his knowledge, he was finally letting go.

"Here we are," sang Kyuubi, pulling up in front of the restaurant.

"The Butterfly!" Itachi said in disbelief. The two of them hadn't even known each other long enough for Kyuubi to have pulled of a reservation at the number one restaurant in Konoha. "How?"

Ignoring his dates' question, Kyuubi climbed from his vehicle. Seeing Itachi was still in shock, he walked around to the passenger side and opened the door. "This is unlike you 'Tachi," the redhead noted, offering his hand to the raven. "Will you be joining me for dinner or not?"

Snapping out of his daze, Itachi took the offer hand and climbed out of the car. He allowed his date to link arms with him, and guide him into the building.

Only once had the Uchiha ever dined at The Butterfly since it had opened. Somehow his parents had procured reservations for their mother's birthday. The service and the food had been wonderful, but they had never been back due to the near impossibility of getting in, even if they were Uchiha's.

Nothing was said as they made their way into the restaurant, they simply walked up to the hostess.

"Table for two please," requested the Uzumaki causing Itachi to start.

The raven turned to regard his companion, struggling to hide his confusion and shock. It appeared that Kyuubi hadn't even bothered with a reservation, and how he planned to obtain a table was beyond the Uchiha.

"I'm sorry sir," the hostess said politely, blushing at the two extremely attractive men before her. "But without a reservation, you cannot be seated." She unconsciously took a step back at the glare from the annoyed redhead. "We don't have a table, they are all taken, especially on Valentine's," she tried, visibly shaking under the fierce stare.

Itachi was struggling to keep himself contained. This was not what he had been expecting. He was rather embarrassed that he would be turned away from the restaurant, and that Kyuubi was so unorganized.

"Please inform Chouji that Uzumaki-san is here and would like to be seated immediately," Kyuubi forced out in a clipped tone. He felt Itachi stiffen on his arm, and felt bad. This wasn't how the date was suppose to start, normally the host or hostess working was familiar with Chouji's friends, but it appeared that this girl was not. It wasn't her fault by any means, but Kyuubi was annoyed to say the least.

"E-excuse me," the girl sputtered. "I don't think..."

"Fine," Kyuubi snapped irritably. "I'll do it myself." He pulled out his phone, and searched through his contacts till he found the one he was looking for. Bring the phone to his ear, he waited. "Chouji, I'm having issues up front, care to lend a hand?" he asked jovially. He listened to the chatter on the other end for a moment. "Thanks man." The phone was snapped shut and stowed away.

Throughout the exchange, Itachi had been silent, his face impassive, not quite sure what to make of the situation. He regarded Kyuubi coolly, thinking things over.

"Kyuubi," a friendly voice cut through the air.

The small group turned to see a large brunette tattooed swirls on each cheek striding towards them. Releasing his hold on the ravens arm, Kyuubi moved to meet Chouji, embracing his old friend.

Many years ago, Shikamaru had introduced his friends to the youngest Akimichi, and they had immediately included him in the circle of friends. Due to his business though, Chouji often missed out on gatherings.

"I've got this Ayame," the chubby brunette said waving the flustered girl off. "Sorry, she's new and doesn't know everyone yet. Follow me, I'll get you settled." Grabbing a set of menus, he beckoned the couple to follow as he led them into the depths of the restaurant. Stopping at a private booth towards the back of the large dining room, he motioned for them to take a seat. "Before I disappear back into the kitchen, can I pass along a drink order?"

"Just water for now Chou," Kyuubi requested before Itachi could open his mouth. "But make sure to send along a bottle of wine you think would best suit our meals." He smiled brightly at his friend.

"Of course," the chief replied with a smile. "It's good to see you, sorry for missing the party, but you know, owner and head chief..." he trailed off letting them fill in the blanks.

"Don't dwell on it," Kyuubi reassured the man. "I have a birthday every year, and you made it last year. Though seriously, you need to take a day off and chill. You work way too hard."

"I have to make a living," the brunette said with good humour. "Unlike some people who are lazy and live off their family money." He noticed Itachi stiffen and his eyes grow cold. "I didn't mean you Uchiha-san," he added respectfully before shooting an apologetic glance to Kyuubi and departing.

Silence hung around the table for a moment, leaving an awkward air.

"Family money?" Itachi finally asked quietly. He was more than a little shocked at the discovery.

A small sigh escaped from Kyuubi before the redhead could prevent it. The subject was one he was hoping to have put off a bit longer. "My brother and I have our mothers family name," he explained. "Our father was Namikaze Minato." He looked away, unable to meet Itachi's calculating stare. It wasn't as if he was hiding that part of himself, but Naruto and Kyuubi and been given their mothers' name for their own protection.

Though Itachi may have seemed calm and collect, he was anything but. His heart was pounding in his chest, threatening to burst forth. "The previous CEO of LEAF." It wasn't a question, it was a statement. The raven immediately felt bad when he saw Kyuubi wince at his tone.

"Yeah. Our godmother is running the company now, and when she retires, mostly likely Naruto will take over."

"Naruto?" A look of confusion swept over Itachi's normally impassive features. "You're the eldest, wouldn't the responsibility fall to you?"

"Normally yes," Kyuubi said with a small smirk. "But I have no interest in running LEAF. That's Naruto's dream. Though I do plan on becoming a doctor for the LEAF Hospital, a child psychologist to be exact."

When Kyuubi and Naruto's father had passed away, Kyuubi, being of legal age, was immediately put forth as the next in line for Hokage of the LEAF organization, but to everyone's surprise, he turned it down flat. The next choice would have been Naruto, but at the time, he was only fourteen, and as the blond agents guardian, Kyuubi had put his foot down. Instead, Tsunade had been elected as the next leader with the understanding that when she retired, the position would fall to Naruto if he so chose to accept the honour.

"It's because of your brother, isn't it," Itachi asked softly. Neither of the men had realized yet just how close they were sitting. The two had edged closer and closer together as the conversation had continued, as if to comfort each other. "You want to help others who have dealt with tragedy."

"Yes, but this is not topic for a date," the redhead said brightly. "Enough of this, we'll save it for another time." He took Itachi's hand in his own, smiling pleasantly.

The rest of the date was cheerful, with light conversation. Chouji, true to his word sent out an exquisite bottle of wine that went perfectly with their meal. Before either could believe it, they had been dining and laughing for two hours. Paying the bill and stopping briefly to thank the owner, Kyuubi escorted Itachi from the restaurant. Ushering the raven into the car, he drove off, ignoring the protests and questions of his date.

A twenty minute drive later, they stopped at a small park where Itachi was led to a small hill overlooking a picturesque pond. Willow trees lined the banks, their branches hanging into the water. The stars were bright, shining down on them from above.

Lying back in the grass, Kyuubi pulled the Uchiha down with him, cuddling him into his side. The raven head rested on his hard chest, tanned arms wrapped securely around the pale form.

They had been casually dating since Kyuubi's birthday, and at Itachi's request, taking it slow. But the pace was starting to wear on the younger man, and Itachi found himself wanting more, wanting Kyuubi. Even though he was getting exactly what he had asked for, Itachi found himself disappointed that the redhead wasn't pushing him at all, not even a small request here or there. Now more than ever, he wanted to claim the Uzumaki as his, and he was going to do just that.

Moving faster than the redhead expected, Itachi straddled the tanned man's hips, pinning the others hands above his head. "I want you," he whispered urgently before attacking the plump pink lips. His pulse quickened at the low moan that escaped from the man beneath him.

Forced by the need to breath, the two parted, panting heavily. It wasn't enough though, Itachi wanted more. He attacked the tanned neck stretched out before him.

"Shit, 'Tachi," the redhead gasped as the man straddling him attached himself to his neck, sucking his pulse point. "Oh fuck." He felt a hand trailing down his body, slowly working their way south. "Stop," he breathed desperately, struggling against the tight hold on his hands. "You need to stop 'Tachi."

Ignoring the redhead, Itachi continued, slowly undoing the belt keeping him from his prize. "Relax," he whispered against the soft skin. "I want this; don't worry about taking it slow anymore." Suddenly he found himself lying flat on his back, a heavy body pining him to the ground.

"I said stop," Kyuubi growled in the raven's ear.

Panting lightly, Itachi stared wide eyed at the man holding him down. "Kyuu... I..."

"Don't worry about it," murmured Kyuubi. "I just don't want our first time together to be as cliché as on Valentine's Day." Sitting back, the Uzumaki pulled the smaller man to straddle his lap again. "There was something I wanted to ask you though."

The Uchiha waited patiently for the other to continue. He couldn't help but notice how nervous the other man seemed to be. Attempting to calm the redhead, he ran his fingers through the soft spikes. "Ask me anything," he encouraged, resting his head on a broad shoulder.

"Be mine," he asked softly, surprising himself with his even tone. "Be my first boyfriend, and hopefully my only."

Kissing the tanned jaw, the raven smiled. "Of course," he whispered back.

Itachi poked his head into his baby brother's room expecting to find the boy asleep. Instead, he was surprised to find him very much awake, and staring out his window, his expression pained.

"It wasn't a date you know."

The younger boy jumped at the quiet voice behind him. "Aniki?" Sasuke asked, surprised at his brothers sudden appearance. "Did you just get in?"

"Hn."

"How was it?"

"We're together."

A small smile flitted over the young Uchiha's face. "That's good," he said, genuinely happy for his brother; if only he could be so lucky. He turned back to stare out the window.

"He had a psychiatrist appointment," the elder raven whispered. "He was probably too embarrassed to tell you."

Sasuke smiled. "Thank you," he called softly just before the door clicked shut.

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