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2 Young 2 Be Mine	By : Mysticaldragon11 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1407 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sitting in the living room after dinner Kisame asked Mikoto and Fugaku if he could take the boys fishing on Sat. Itachi was beside himself with giddiness. Mikoto and Fugaku of course Okayed it. Sasuke seemed a little down until Kisame suggested that he see if Naruto could go along. Itachi looked at Kisame wide eyed and then smiled at him. He knew he was trying to keep the kid interested.
Sasuke looked at Itachi for approval. Itachi nodded. Sasuke was being mature and simply asking Itachi if he was okay with them being there. Sasuke got up and went to call Naruto. Itachi was also trying to be mature and not let on too much that he wanted to be with Kisame. The boys of course would be staying at Kisame’s tonight. It was routine. They would be leaving early and taking Kisame’s truck.
Things would have to be packed. A cooler and clothes to change into and chairs to sit on the bank. Most of all they needed to make sure they brought food. Mikoto was already up and headed to the kitchen. She was smiling, content to be doing what she did best. She put on her apron and began putting their food supply together. They would need breakfast and lunch and she would have something waiting for them when they got back.
Itachi was reluctant to leave Kisame’s company but he had to get his stuff together and he would be going home with Kisame tonight. Sasuke got off the phone and told Kisame that they could pick Naruto up in the morning on the way. Kisame smiled and nodded. Sasuke left to get his stuff together. “Kisame thank you for spending so much time with the boys. I know it should be my job but I haven’t got enough time to do the things you do with them.” Fugaku said. Kisame beamed.
“Its no big deal. I love hanging out with them. They are great kids.” Kisame said. His mind ebbed on Itachi and how mature of a kid he was. He shoved the thought away and focused on Fugaku. “Still, I feel like a bad father for not doing these things with my sons.” He said with a tired sigh. Kisame leaned forward and put his hand on Fugaku’s shoulder. “I am sure the boys know how much you do for them. They don’t hold it against you.” He said reassuringly.
Fugaku smiled and patted Kisame’s hand. “You are a good kid, Kisame. Your mother would be proud.” He said. Kisame smiled and nodded. “Thank you.” He said. Fugaku smiled back. Kisame stood to go home and Itachi and Sasuke came into the room with their bags in hand. Kisame waved and led them to the kitchen to collect the basket that Mikoto had packed and ready to go for them. Kisame kissed her cheek and went to the door.
He held it as Itachi and Sasuke walked through it. They crossed the path to his house and he unlocked the door for them. They walked into the house as they had so many times. Sasuke took his and Itachi’s bags upstairs while Itachi went with Kisame to the garage to get the tackle boxes loaded. Kisame turned on the light and stepped down into his garage and around his truck. Itachi went over and leaned against Kisame’s bike waiting for Kisame to pull the chairs and the tackle boxes down from the rafters.
Kisame handed the tackle boxes to Itachi and Itachi carefully took them while Kisame shimmied across the rafters. He handed the chairs down to Itachi one by one and slid carefully to the bed of his truck. He dropped back down into the truck bed and then gracefully did a side jump to the ground. Itachi was impressed and a little awed. He stared openly at Kisame in a goofy love struck manner.
Kisame didn’t notice it as he took the chairs and loaded them into the truck. He secured them and then put the tackle boxes in beside them. He turned to take the other one and bumped into Itachi who had stepped forward. Kisame’s hip brushed across Itachi’s midsection and sent a shiver through him. He stepped back in stunned shock. Kisame turned and smiled at him as he stepped around him. Apparently he had no idea what he was capable of making Itachi feel by touching him even by accident.
Itachi recovered just in time to have Kisame take his arm and lead him around the truck back into the house. He went into the kitchen and opened the door to the basement. He turned to Itachi. “Come carry one of the coolers will you?” He asked. Itachi nodded. It was all he was capable of after the garage moment. He was pretty sure his brain had completely shut down. They walked into the basement and grabbed the coolers. They carried them up to the kitchen and set them on the counter.
Sasuke was back down by this time and he had changed into his sleep clothes and brushed his teeth. He held up his phone to show the two he was going to be busy texting so he was going to bed now. They bayed him a goodnight and he was off. Itachi watched as Kisame got the stuff ready to go into the cooler in the morning. Itachi stared dumbstruck at Kisame the whole time. “Itachi, are you okay?” He asked. Itachi jumped at the sound of his name. “Yeah, I’m just tired I guess.” He said trying to keep his blush from showing.
“Maybe, you should go to bed. I will get the rest of it ready and be going myself in a couple of minutes.” He said with a smile. Itachi smiled back and nodded. He turned and went upstairs to the room he used. Sasuke slept in the other room that was more of an office than a bedroom. Kisame had turned it into a bedroom again after his mom’s death just for the Uchiha brothers. Sasuke liked this room it was dark and quiet and he could talk to Sai all night if he wanted.
Itachi changed his clothes courtesy of his brother putting his bag by his bed. He brushed out his hair and walked into the bathroom. He brushed his teeth and looked at the boy in the mirror. He checked out his features. His cheeks were a healthy shade of pink. His skin was pale but it wasn’t like vampire pale it was a soft creamy color. His eyes were dark and had lost the round innocent look as he matured. His lips were full and he knew they looked downright kissable. He wondered what Kisame’s lips felt like.
He turned and left the bathroom and almost ran into Kisame in the hall. He blushed a little as he looked at the man. Kisame gave him a soft smile and went passed him into the bathroom. Itachi smiled a little as he walked into his room. He was so nervous and yet he was so sure of what he wanted. He slipped into the bed and tried to relax. He remembered the feeling of Kisame’s hip brushing against his anatomy. It had sent shock wave shivers down his spine. He had liked it a lot.
He finally fell asleep and dreamed of Kisame kissing him with those perfect lips that Itachi had memorized. He was really getting into the dream and he began to whimper and mewl as Kisame touched him everywhere. He was so close to the edge. He could feel the precipice falling away and he was about to go over when his eyes opened. He frowned and focused on what had woke him. He blinked several times and then Kisame’s face came into view. His real face. He jumped and tried to sit up.
He was almost in an upright position when the wetness of his pants stopped him. He blushed dark red and clambered out of the bed, running past Kisame to get to the bathroom. He slammed the door and locked it. Kisame stood for a moment in confusion. He turned to look at the bed for a moment. A darker shade on the sheet caught his eye. He ran a finger over the spot and was shocked to see the white substance rub off on his finger. Now HE was blushing like mad.
He turned to go to the kitchen and wash his hands and try to get it under control. Itachi showed fifteen minutes later dressed and ready to go. He couldn’t bear to look Kisame in the eye so he kept his head low. They got into the truck and put on their seatbelts. Itachi looked out the window trying to find a way to not make this awkward. Kisame was trying to push a weird feeling out of his stomach. He thought it felt sort of like jealousy. He was jealous of whatever boy had caused the wet dream. He was now getting angry at himself for it.
What right did he have to be jealous? He didn’t. This was a fifteen year old boy and he was twenty seven dammit. He had no right at all. He shoved the jealous feeling away and regained perspective. He was happy for Itachi and the boy he was crushing on whoever it was. He wished them well. He needed to focus on guys that he had something in common with, like age. That was the main part right there. Age was a good place to start. Fifteen year old boys were out of the question.
They picked up Naruto and made it to the lake by lunch time. Naruto made it impossible for the awkwardness to linger. He babbled continually and Kisame found it to be catching as he couldn’t help but jump in and converse with the babbling blonde. Itachi stayed silent and Sasuke would make a comment or two but not much more. There was no need it was comfortable and relaxing. They set up camp and began to bait hooks. Itachi wasn’t really about the fishing as much as he was about the watching Kisame stand on the river bank with his shirt off casting his line.
The way the muscles in his back rippled with the motion and the way Itachi wanted to touch those muscles. “Itachi come here.” Kisame called. Itachi shook the day dream off as he walked over to a sweaty hot shirtless Kisame. So only part of it was a daydream. Itachi took the pole that Kisame was handing him. He turned to cast his line and slipped on the bank. Kisame reached out and grabbed his waist to keep him from going to the ground. Itachi wrapped his arm around Kisame’s back to hold himself up.
His hand rested on the muscled back and his head became fuzzy. His fingers brushed hot silky flesh and he was being held so gently by Kisame’s hands that he felt like he was floating. A moment went by before he realized he was clinging to Kisame. He let go and stood up. Kisame gave him a concerned look. “Are you alright? Is the heat getting to you?” Kisame asked leading Itachi to a chair. Itachi was about to say no but he had no explanation for his actions if he did. But how else would Kisame ever know?
“No I am fine. I just needed to touch….catch my balance.” He said quickly. He called himself a lot of names before he settled on coward. He turned to go back to his pole and tried to ignore the uneasiness creeping up on him. He cast his line and went on about his business. Kisame went on to help Naruto who had tangled his line right off the bat. He laughed at the blonde’s hopeless expression as he held up the mess.
Itachi sat in his chair and watched Kisame untangle the blonde’s line and then stand behind him with his arm around Naruto showing him how to cast. Itachi’s jealousy flared and he wanted to go over and beat the crap out of Naruto for being so stupid. Sasuke touched Itachi’s shoulder. “You should see the look on your face, Aniki.” He said with a smile. Itachi glared softly at Sasuke.
Sasuke laughed and went back to his line. Itachi turned his head so he couldn’t see the way Kisame was hanging all over Naruto. Okay so that was just his jealousy but still he wanted him to hang all over him instead. He grumbled under his breath about stupid blondes taking what wasn’t theirs. He closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
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