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Parasomnia	By : Usha Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Itachi/Naruto Views: 1903 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, nor do I make any money writing this

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Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, nor do I make any money from this writing
Warnings: Fluff, kissing...I think that's it.
A/N: Sorry for the long wait; a lot of things were against this chapter. The beta's computer was down for a while and then last week I was out of town at a four day long competition (spending 45 plus hours at a pool is murder on your lungs; I'd advise against it...) See bottom note about next chapter. Anyway, enjoy!
A dark presence stalked even darker hallways, where the only light came from under the doors that were shut in fear of inflicting the evil wrath. As the heavy footsteps neared the end of the darkened hall, they paused as if searching for something before turning to the right.
Knowing that those footsteps meant doom due to the increasingly bad mood that the shadow had been in over the past week, one would think that you should take all precautions to stay on that person’s good side. Unless you had a death wish.
Well, maybe he had a death wish today but he was certain that it would be worth it in the end. He leaned back in the chair and propped his feet up on the table before grabbing a book. The door handle turned and he silently counted down in his head.
‘3…2…1…’
“Kisame, get your feet off my table.” Itachi snapped, “And do you have the files for the meeting; the shareholders will be here in a few minutes.”
The older male waved his hand as his eyes skimmed over the text in the book, “Relax, they’re on your desk. What happened to my boss who was so laid back a few months ago?”
Itachi’s eyes narrowed, “I’m not having this conversation with you Kisame and so you know…” He paused, “What are you reading?”
“A book.”
A vein twitched in the raven’s eye and his eyes narrowed slightly, “Kisame…”
The older man laughed lightly and held up the book, “You should read it, Itachi. This new author that everyone is raving about is really good. Maybe you should relax some more and read.”
Itachi snatched the book from Kisame’s hands, “Where did you get this? And don’t you dare say a bookstore.”
Kisame frowned at the demanding tone, “Fine, Mr. Grumpy Pants; I bought it at the bookstore just down the road from here. The book came out earlier this month and everyone’s been talking about it; I thought I would check it out.” He rubbed at his eyes before looking up at his boss, “You know, if you stay all mean and grumpy to me today, I don’t think I should tell you where the author is signing copies today.”
The man reared back as Itachi launched himself over the desk, “Where.” He demanded.
He huffed and turned his head off to the side but kept his eyes on the man, “I’m not telling. You were mean to me.” The hands on his shirt collar tightened, “Besides, you can’t leave; the shareholders are going to be here soon and what’s the worse you can do to me?”
A small, but evil chuckle escaped Itachi’s lips, “I can easily fire you Kisame, and make it to where no one else will hire you due to a threat that is attached to your name. And then when you come crawling back to me all miserable like, due to hunger and desperation; I’m going to laugh at you. I’ll put you through the same torture that you’re putting me through now; dangling your desires in front of you with no hopes of reaching it.” The raven paused and leaned closer, “I’ll make sure to take away your ability to have kids.”
At this, the older man let out a whimper and his hands quickly moved to shield himself from any impending danger. Even though they both knew that, the threats were hollow and that Kisame was only toying with his boss; the underlying tone of pain was hidden in the message.
And Kisame was never one to ignore the signs of possible pain. Because even if the previous threat was hollow, there were plenty of other things, that Itachi would do to make his life miserable.
“He’s at this local bookstore two hours south of here.” He quickly offered and the hands released him, “Uh, before you leave, I would take the files with you; you might need them.”
Itachi eyed his partner but grabbed the stack of folders that were sitting on the desk before wheeling around and vanishing from the office.
Kisame waited until the office doors closed and then let out a shaky breath. He reached into the desk drawer and pulled out another copy of the book, laughing to himself. He had been taking a large gamble today and if things hadn’t worked out; Itachi would have killed him when he found out what he had planned. It had taken a week of planning after seeing the book on the shelf for the first time, but after pulling a few strings; he found it would work.
He leaned back in the chair and settled in for a good read; one that he hadn’t had in a long time. After all, the shareholders weren’t coming today; he had called them yesterday and told them that they needed to reschedule due to an illness that had taken hold of the building. Instead, they would be back in a week and a half; giving Itachi and Naruto plenty of time to catch up on lost time.
Itachi so owed him.
It wasn’t until Itachi had thrown the folders into the seat of his car that he realized the logic behind bringing them. There, tucked under the black hardback book and the first folder was a printed out page with directions to the bookstore. The detailed map was precise in every turn and direction he needed to go, including handwritten instructions on how he should leave his office and get to his car.
For the first time in eight months, a small smile slipped across the ravens face as he started the car. Either Kisame was digging for a raise (or his own grave), or he truly had just risked his job to see that Itachi was able to meet up with Naruto.
The car roared to life and he moved into the flow of traffic, letting the soft purr of the car try and soothe his racing nerves. He wouldn’t lie to himself and say that he wasn’t nervous at meeting with Naruto again; he was very worried. It was only through sheer luck that he had noticed the title of the story and despite the different authors name; he easily remembered that it was the blonds’ book.
It had been eight months since they last saw each other and only six months since he had been released from the center. During the two months he was at the center without Naruto, he had relapsed a few more times. Tsunade said that even though Itachi knew that the blond was gone, he was still trying to seek him out and she was able to verify that his sleepwalking wasn’t homicidal somnambulism, but rather somnambulism. Or just plain sleepwalking.
The mere fact that he wasn’t trying to get into Kakashi’s room was one of her founding bases. One of the nights, they removed Gaara from the room and let Itachi continue on a normal sleepwalking path. True to his course, he made his way to Naruto’s old room and they found him curled up on the blonds’ bed; sound asleep.
Tsunade explained to him that next day that sleepwalking is common in people with high levels of stress or psychological factors. She also mentioned that due to the stress placed on him as a child had helped to cause the parasomnia in his young age. Mixing his history with sleepwalking and the ever-shortening temper that his father caused in him, made him snap.
And in a strange turn of events, she even went on to suggest that Sasuke was the one who had kept the act at bay for so long. She cited that Sasuke was the reason Itachi had been able to keep calm and manageable, because he didn’t want to lash out at his parents with his younger brother around. Because of this, he was able to keep his emotions in check to a certain degree.
However, on the night of the accident, Sasuke was the one to lash out, but instead of snapping at his parents, he attacked his brother. Due to the immense stress that Itachi had been feeling, coupled with the hurt from his younger brother; Itachi had unconsciously snapped.
The suggestion that it wasn’t Sasuke’s continuous presence that had made him commit such an act relieved Itachi, especially since his brother had wanted to work towards a better relationship. And while the actual cause would never be known; it was enough for him. Because, despite everyone telling him they would get to the bottom of the problem, they all knew that it would only be speculation.
The homicidal sleepwalking was a rare case to begin with and because of such, there wasn’t much to work off of. Instead, they could only rely on what information they had and try to find a way to prevent the action from happening again. And while Tsunade doubted that another relapse would happen in the near future, she wanted to keep him for another month for safety purposes.
The only thing that still had the blond doctor stumped was the relapse when Itachi had attacked Naruto. At that time, the two weren’t extremely close but they were still decent friends. The only connection that she could find between Itachi’s first incident with his family and the relapse with the blond, was that he had gone after both Sasuke and Naruto even though he wasn’t upset with them at the time.
She speculated that perhaps he had them confused in his mind at the time and was perhaps trying to stop the two from fighting. If his mind had been dwelling on the fight that had happened earlier that day, he could have been trying to separate them mentally, while in reality, he was actually hurting Naruto. The answer didn’t sit well with Itachi because it meant that he had still hurt the blond and there wasn’t any solid logic behind the attack.
But perhaps the thing that confused Itachi the most during that time was the constant desire his body had to move to Naruto’s room. In the end, they let him change rooms after Gaara left and after that, the sleepwalking stopped. When he questioned Tsunade about it, the blond doctor appeared thoughtful before asking him what he thought about Naruto.
If it was simple lust or something deeper.
When he answered that it was something deeper than just the human desire to copulate, she simply smiled and then went on to explain the details of the birds and the bees.
He left rather abruptly and the sounds of her laughter echoing down the hallway made him scowl.
At the next meeting, Tsunade still snickered at him but then sobered up and decided to explain the logic behind his sleepwalking. She said that his mind was unconsciously looking for the blond and only knew to find him in his room, even though he wasn’t there. It was the feeling of familiarity that satisfied his minds desires and let him sleep. The feeling would eventually fade away when he went home because he was in a more familiar place and wouldn’t have a need to seek out Naruto.
True to her word, when Itachi was released and went home, he was able to sleep soundly. And while his nights were sometimes uneasy, making him toss and turn for a while, he would eventually fall asleep. But the dull ache still remained.
And it wasn’t as though he didn’t look for the blond.
He tried everything that was within his legal grasp to try to find Naruto. All internet searches remained blank and scouring the phonebook proved pointless. The center couldn’t release any information on him either and even though he knew this, he still tried; only to be met with a dead end.
It was as if Naruto had vanished from the face of the Earth.
And even if Itachi knew where he was, the question of did Naruto want to see him still hung in the air. Even two months after the blond left, Itachi could still see the haunted eyes in his sleep and it pained him even more to know that he couldn’t have done more. The one question that also haunted his mind even though he refused to think about it was the ‘what if.’
What if Naruto had already moved on in the time that they had been separated?
It was all very possible; after all, they had only known each other for a short amount of time and there was nothing stopping either of them from moving on. The possibilities of one finding the other was slim to none. And it wasn’t just because of the large population that inhabited the area; he wasn’t even sure if Naruto was in the same state, let alone the same continent.
The variables were stacked up against them, as were the possibilities of finding each other.
It was a depressing thought, one that had sent Itachi into a frenzied mode where he worked desperately to catch up on work and find ways to distract his mind from the upsetting notion. He knew that he could move on as well and the idea repulsed him. It wasn’t the fact that Naruto was the first person he had feelings for; it was the fact that he was comfortable with him.
The blond was the only one he could see himself with and he knew from past experiences that besides being attractive, Naruto was also sincere; something everyone else wasn’t. While many attractive people (and some not so) threw themselves at him in hopes of catching his eye, they didn’t have the genuine feelings that the blond had.
Itachi slowed the car down as traffic became heavier, successfully pulling him out of his thoughts. For ten minutes traffic crawled before slowing to a stop and Itachi let his head fall on the steering wheel. He leaned over to pick up the directions again and noticed for the first time that there was a small arrow pointing to the backside of the paper.
He felt his eye twitch again while a growl escaped his throat and he could just hear the cheerful tone in Kisame’s voice, as if he were sitting next to him
‘By the way, there will be construction on the main highway that continues for about ten miles; it’ll take about an hour to get through. And don’t growl at me Mr. Grumpy Pants, I thought of this problem too. Take the next exit and follow the map on the next page; it’ll get you past the construction and back onto the main road.
Your ever loving; hopefully not soon to be fired (or already fired) partner,
Kisame’
Being careful not to crumple the paper too much so that it was beyond reading, Itachi eased the car into the exit lane. It wasn’t until he was off the highway and negotiating the beautiful back country roads that he allowed himself to relax and once again thank Kisame.
Fingers drummed along the steering wheel a couple time as the sleek black car sat outside the store. Another glance at the clock showed that it had been at least ten minutes since he showed up in the parking lot outside the bookstore. With a groan, Itachi let his head tip back onto the headrest and ran a steady hand through his bangs while sighing loudly.
He wasn’t nervous; not in the least bit.
He could go inside the bookstore and search out the blond who had been haunting his dreams for the past eight months. Because Itachi was not scared.
With a growl, he kicked the door open and pulled himself from the car. He slammed the door shut after removing his tie and then moved towards the door with a determined stride. There was nothing that was going to keep him from searching out Naruto.
Except the mass of people that prevented him from getting through the door.
A little cloud of despair hovered over his head before he pushed his way into the store, ignoring the people who swarmed around him like a school of fish. Once free of the pack of people, he drifted over to a less crowded section and paused mid-step when he saw a mop of blond hair. His heart pounded in his chest painfully at the sight of him and he wanted nothing more than to pull Naruto into his arms.
His eyes scanned over the blonds’ body, trying to see if there was any physical changes that he could see. While his hair had grown slightly longer, there was nothing that jumped out at him immediately, but his gaze stopped when the settled on the blue eyes. Even though they held the bright laughter that he loved so much, there was still a touch of fear in those eyes.
That and something else that wasn’t noticeable by someone just passing by.
There was a look of longing and loneliness hidden deep within the bright eyes and it made Itachi ache for the blond. Seeing that look made him realize just how much he truthfully missed Naruto and he would willingly wait in any line so he could see him again.
A hand on his shoulder made him jump and he turned around quickly. A woman with blue tinted hair that swept to the side looked back at him and she ran a critical eye over his figure before nodding to herself.
“You’re the Uchiha…” She paused, thinking of the name and then snapped her fingers, “Itachi.”
The raven nodded slowly and his muscles tensed slightly in case he had done something wrong.
She raised her hands up in an attempt to calm him down, “You’re not in any trouble, yet. I noticed you watching my little charge and I had to make sure that you weren’t trying to think of anything that would harm him.” She pointed towards a tall man who was standing a few steps behind Naruto. His bright auburn hair and heavily pierced face made him look rather intimidating and he cast a quick glance their way. “See that man? He works for me and won’t hesitate to protect him.”
“Ah…”
“But I don’t think we’ll need him for you.” She smiled, “I received a call a few weeks back after Naruto published his book. You see, I’m his editor and while I love his work to death, I can’t get anything else out of him right now; writers block if you will. So when this call came in, I was rather, um, intrigued.”
Itachi eyed the woman carefully. According to Naruto, his editor was a she-devil in disguise who loved to nitpick over the simplest of detail.
“Apparently, you are the cause of his writers block.” The editor said and cocked her head, “I was informed that you two knew each other and were rather close but were separated suddenly. My unnamed source asked how my charge was doing and when he heard about my problem, he offered a solution. You came here rather quickly.”
Small hands dropped onto his shoulders and gave him a slight push towards the back of the bookstore. He tried to glance over his shoulder and protest the treatment, but the woman was stronger than she looked and continued to move him away from Naruto. Finally, he was pushed into a sofa and a book was dropped onto his lap.
“He gets a break from signing in about thirty minutes.”
Itachi glanced down at the book in his lap and snorted when he realized it was Naruto’s book. He looked up to question the nameless editor but she had vanished into the mass of people, although from his spot in the store, he could easily watch the blond.
Leaning back on the sofa, he opened the front cover while his fingers skimmed over the crisp paper. The smell of a new book drifted up towards his nose, filling his senses and he settled himself into the cushions as he started to read the first page. His eyes widened as they spotted a small, rather plain sentence that would mean nothing to most, but he knew what it meant.
‘And thanks to my raven, who helped me in more ways than one; I miss you. (Hinata this is not, nor will it ever be for you, please stop stalking me.)
A soft smile settled over his face before he relaxed and started to read.
A silent groan escaped Naruto’s mouth as he smiled and handed the book back to its owner. He had been signing books for the past hour and his hand was starting to cramp from the continuous use. Not to mention, his stomach was growling with hunger and he had food upstairs that was calling for him.
His editor seemed to sense his discomfort and quickly walked to his side, “Do you need a break?”
He nodded and flexed his fingers, making them pop. Next to him, the silent man who had been watching him sign books for the past hour drifted over quietly. It was only then that he spoke in a soft tone, telling everyone that they would be back in an hour or so, drawing a cry of disappointment from the crowd. Naruto flashed them a smile, as if to apologize for leaving them, but reassured the group that he would be back.
With that said, he moved away from the table and headed towards the back of the store, lacing his fingers behind his head. It was only yesterday that Konan had called him, saying that one of the bookstores nearby wanted him to sign books at their store. He was thrilled and agreed quickly since it was his favorite bookshop and he was a frequent customer.
A loud growl from his stomach reminded him of the lunch he had stored up in the upstairs loft area of the store and he quickly made his way to the back of the shop. He wondered how long he was going to have after the signing; there were several books that he had been dying to read, but his editor wasn’t about to let that happen. She was adamant on not letting him read until he worked more on his new book; but every time he started to work, words failed him.
“Who’s Hinata, Naruto?”
Naruto’s fingers tightened around the door handle as his body froze in place. He stared ahead, unblinking, in fear that if he turned his head to see the speaker of the deep voice, it would only be an illusion. Swallowing the lump in his throat, he turned his head slightly, just enough so his eyes could settle on the person reclining on the sofa.
His hand dropped from the door handle as his body turned the rest of the way and his eyes focused on the raven-haired male who wore an amused, but cautious look on his face. Silently, the raven held out his hand in a beckoning gesture and Naruto felt his feet move his body forward. A cool hand wrapped around his wrist as soon as he was close enough and gently pulled him down; arranging their bodies so they rested comfortably against each other.
Naruto’s breath hitched as pale fingers came up to cup his face and they carefully brushed underneath his eyes. One hand slowly moved past his face and came around to rest on the back of his head while the other trailed down to settle on his back. Naruto let his body sink against the warmth of the other body and the hand on his back gripped him tighter.
“I missed you too, Naruto.”
The blond buried his face into the crock of Itachi’s neck and let out a shaky breath, “Itachi…” His hands tightened against the fabric of the ravens’ shirt while his heart raced against his ribcage.
Hesitant hands came up and cupped his face, pulling it closer so warm air fanned over their faces. Dark eyes searched his face as they searched for any discomfort at being held so closely and after finding none, Itachi slowly brought his face closer. Naruto’s eyes lowered slightly as he allowed himself to be pulled closer and he shifted his arms so they rested behind the raven’s neck.
Soft lips met each other, tentatively at first as though to test the waters but each time they met again the ferocity increased until Itachi finally caught Naruto’s lip between his teeth, keeping them together. He swiped at the abused lips and Naruto parted them slightly, allowing the raven the entrance he sought. A low groan sounded from the back of his throat at the feeling of being so close again and he gripped the blond locks tighter.
He wasn’t letting him go after this; he couldn’t live without the blond. Already he could feel the tension leaving his shoulders as his body relaxed against the sofa as Naruto pressed him into the cushions and he wrapped his arms around the blond once again. They pulled apart, a thin trail of saliva connecting them before Naruto licked at his lips, making it break.
Itachi raised his hand to wipe away the wetness and was about to pull him down again when a loud grumbling interrupted them. He pressed his hand against Naruto’s stomach and chuckled at the blush that crept up his face. The blond groaned and buried his head into Itachi’s chest, feeling the tremors that wracked his body as he found humor in the situation.
“Shut up.” He moaned, “I haven’t eaten since this morning.”
The raven shifted so he could sit up, allowing Naruto to slide down into his lap, “Then shall we get something to eat?” He asked, “My car is outside.”
Naruto shook his head, “I have lunch upstairs and if Konan finds out that I left, she’ll hunt me down.” He stood up and held out his hand, “Come on. No one else can get into the loft so we’ll have it to ourselves.”
He grumbled at not being able to take Naruto somewhere nicer but somehow he didn’t think that the blond would want to visit some high-end restaurant. Instead, he allowed Naruto to grab his wrist and pull him towards the door where he punched in a code. The lock clicked open and he vanished into the darkened hallway, illuminated by lamps that hung on the wall.
Itachi followed Naruto as they moved up the wooden steps; his eyes trained on the perfect bottom in front of him. He shook his head to clear his mind and instead tried to focus his mind on something else. Like trying to find out the best ways to convince Naruto to stay with him.
Warm air rushed over his body as they entered the large reading room and the smell of coffee filled his nose. His eyes took in the spacious room that was filled with bookshelves that lined the walls while several sofas and tables were situated in the middle of the room. He almost expected to find a fireplace crackling in the corner, but instead found a small kitchenette.
“A lot of the employees come here for their lunch break and since I come here so much, they said I could use it to escape the crowds. Besides, they hold books up here for me and I can use this room while I do some research.” Naruto said as he pulled out his lunch from a small refrigerator.
Itachi sat on one of the couches while Naruto scrambled around the small area. He blinked in surprise when a cup hovered next to his face and he took it carefully, feeling the warmth spread into his fingers. He inhaled the coffee smell before taking a sip, allowing the warm liquid to run down his throat while Naruto set a sandwich in front of him.
With a huff, the blond dropped into the seat next to him and tore into his own food. Silence overtook them as they each compiled their thoughts and it wasn’t until Naruto was halfway though his sandwich that he set it aside, sighing lightly. Itachi’s eyes flickered over to him and watched as he wrapped his hands around the cup of hot chocolate.
He was about to question the action when Naruto’s mouth opened, “I’m sorry Itachi.”
The unspoken words of ‘I can’t be with you’ seemed to hang in the air and for a second Itachi forgot how to breathe. It only took a moment for him to blink and turn his head away from the blond as he carefully guarded his face again. The meticulously crafted plan to see Naruto more had crumbled apart in his mind and he jumped when he felt a soft touch on his arm.
He slowly shifted so he was looking towards Naruto again and flinched when he saw the pain etched deep in the blue eyes. “I tried.” He said, “I tried so hard to get a hold of you, but every time I ducked out. I even found your office but I could never get myself to push the door open and see you. I thought…I thought you would have moved on since I left.”
“Why would I try to find someone else?” Itachi murmured softly.
“Because there are other people out there.” Naruto answered slowly, “And you can have anyone you want.”
The raven leaned forward so he could take the cup out of Naruto’s grip. Once it was set on the table, he grasped Naruto’s chin so he could see his eyes, “You’re the only one I want; no one else can take your place.”
He shifted his grip so his hands rested on the blonds’ shoulders and slowly laid down, pulling Naruto with him. The younger male squirmed against him so he could rest more comfortably and let Itachi run a hand through his hair. Underneath the soft shirt, he could hear the beating of his heart while his chest expanded every time he breathed in.
“How did you find my office?”
The blond raised his head, “You’re all over the internet; you even have a Wikipedia page!” Laughter escaped his throat at the memory before he continued, “But your company has a website and I was able to find the address there. I didn’t know where else to look.”
“You left so quickly that night; I didn’t get to say goodbye.” The Uchiha stated.
Naruto nodded, “My father thought it would be better if he did my counseling rather than send me to see another doctor.” Itachi’s eyebrow rose as Naruto’s face grew red, “But he, uh, decided that after the first session it might be awkward for us to discuss my problem. Apparently, we’re both uncomfortable talking about why I would call out your name in the middle of the night.”
The blonds’ face was bright red and he ducked his head when he finished his sentence. When no response came from Itachi, he cautiously peeked up to gauge his face and he found that the raven was watching him intently.
“Would you care to elaborate those dreams for me?” He asked and a smug smirk slipped over his features.
“No!” Naruto groaned, “It was bad enough with my dad. I thought the whole ‘your growing up and your body is changing’ talk was awkward but this was so much worse. Try explaining to your dad why you’re crawling over him at night while muttering your name!”
His eyes widened when he realized what he said and he started to babble nonsense while Itachi simply stared at him. It wasn’t until he felt the raven’s body start to shake underneath him that he noticed Itachi was laughing at him. He started to yell at him that it wasn’t funny and the whole situation that night had been down right horrifying and embarrassing but his protesting was cut off when the Uchiha pulled him down.
“It’s rather endearing.” He said and nipped at his earlobe, “That you thought about me like that. Should I make those dreams a reality?”
A groan escaped his lips at the thought but he shook his head, “Not here.”
Itachi hummed as he realized that Naruto hadn’t completely turned him down but rather left it open for a later discussion. He pressed a kiss to the side of his cheek and trailed down his neck, pausing to suck on small patches of skin. Once he was done leaving marks, he glanced up at the blond again.
“What about…everything else that happened.” He asked carefully, “How are you on that subject?”
Naruto grew silent as he tried to formulate the thoughts in his mind before he answered, “Kakashi is in a mental institute in his home city, about fifteen hours from here. My father speaks to the doctors there but they can’t really tell us much about his condition, only that he’s secure.”
“You know it wasn’t your fault.”
“I know, but I trusted him so much and I didn’t know what to do after that. We found another doctor named Chiyo, to take over my sessions after my fathers failed attempt and she actually knew what she was doing. She told me that after experiencing a betrayal such as the one I had, it would take a while for me to build back my trust. But she did mention that I would feel more comfortable around certain people and I would be able to trust them quicker.”
A small frown settled over Naruto’s features, “It made me wonder if I should have stayed at the center instead of running so quickly. I’m sure that if I had stayed, Tsunade would have been able to figure out my problem just as easily as Chiyo.” Naruto shifted slightly, “And funny thing, she’s Gaara’s great, great grandmother. She was so old and was always complaining about Tsunade. I guess they met in college or something.”
The raven chuckled, “Did she ever find out what caused your problem?”
“Well, from what I could understand, Chiyo said that the main problem was due to an unusual pattern in the brain waves. There are five phases of sleep but when my mind tried to go through the phases, it would stop or slow down; kinda like a hiccup. She said that the sleep-sex took place during the irregular pattern.”
He paused, “Chiyo gave me some medicine that helps prevent sleepwalking and she is giving me therapy to help keep me from sleepwalking in general. I guess, the sexsomnia is a spinoff from just plain sleepwalking, but it all depends on the state of mind when I go to bed. Certain things can alter what I do at night. In a way, I’m incurable.”
Itachi smirked, “So am I. We’re both just helpless sleepwalkers who have the tendency to turn into something else.”
“You make it sound like we’re vampires or werewolves.” Naruto stated. He dropped his mouth to Itachi’s neck, biting and sucking at it as though he were a creature of the night before pulling away with a grin.
Hands settled on his back and one slipped underneath his shirt, trailing lazily up his spine, “I tried to find you too.” Itachi said, “But I couldn’t find your name online at all. I was hoping to find your father at least and go from there, but I came up empty handed.”
“That’s because my dad has his practice under his last name; I took my mom’s maiden name instead of my fathers. But as for me, my father is the reason why you couldn’t find anything about me online. I think he’s worried that Kakashi might try and track me down or someone else will try the same thing. He’ll be glad to know that he was so thorough in his efforts.”
“But have you come to terms with the past now?” Itachi questioned.
“There are times when I’m still uneasy around people and Chiyo said it was to be expected. She said it was a good thing that I was surrounded by so many people that I knew that day; even if I was terrified of them at first.” He nuzzled his face into Itachi’s neck, “My mom said I pushed you away after you pulled me from the trunk; that I told you to stay away.”
Itachi’s hands settled at the base of Naruto’s neck while his other hand traced pointless shapes on his back, “It’s understandable Naruto. Your parents would be someone you were more comfortable with.”
Naruto shivered under the gentle touches and stayed silent, allowing his breath to fan against Itachi’s neck. He had felt awful when his mother had told him how he reacted but she reassured him that Itachi probably understood. He didn’t pursue it at the time since her words made sense and even now with the Uchiha telling him it was okay, he didn’t want to talk about it.
Several times in order to get Naruto to talk about the incident, Chiyo would have to annoy him enough until he cracked. Often times she would coax him into a figurative corner until he had no way out unless he yelled back at her. And it was only then when Naruto was ranting about everything that had gone on that day, that they where able to make any progress.
That day was a blur of confusion and fear, one that he didn’t like to think about, lest it bring up memories that he was slowly coming to terms with. He knew that it would still taking time to fully grasp that day, but he was always willing to put it behind him and try not to think about what could have happened. The truth of the matter was that nothing furtherhappened and he was here now; in Itachi’s arms.
And that alone made him feel better.
“Naruto…” Itachi started, his voice sounding slightly strained, “You said that you stopped by my office once or twice; how far away do you live exactly?”
“Huh?” He raised his head, “Oh, I live about thirty minutes or so away from here; depending on traffic. Why?”
Itachi’s eyebrow twitched at the statement and he felt as if someone was laughing at him. “You mean to tell me, that we were only an hour; if that, away from each other? This whole time?”
Naruto shrugged and had a sheepish look on his face, “Maybe?”
Dark eyes slid shut and he groaned. He felt Naruto shift on his chest and when he opened his eyes again, he noticed that the blond was looking at him questionably. He let his hand drop on the soft locks of blond hair and he huffed, “This whole time, I was thinking about how hard it would be to try and find you, not knowing where you could possibly be and you were only an hour away. Are you living with your parents?”
“No, I left a month after leaving the center and I’m living in an apartment just out of town, sharing the rent with Neji. Things were somewhat…awkward after that first incident. My parents live a few hours south of here so we see each other at least twice a month.”
Itachi frowned as he remembered the longhaired brunette from the one time they met. The thought that Naruto was staying with another male and was technically incurable, made him uneasy. His fingers threaded through Naruto’s hair and he pressed his mouth against the blonds’ ear, “Stay with me.”
He felt Naruto tense against his body and he feared that he had moved to quickly in asking the question. Slowly, the blond relaxed against his hold and now it was Itachi’s turn to freeze slightly. “I can’t Itachi; I don’t want to be a burden to you.”
“You won’t be a burden Naruto and I’d feel better if you were with me.”
A snort escaped Naruto’s mouth, “You just don’t want me staying with Neji.”
“Maybe…yeah; that sounds about right. But I do have a logical reason why.” Itachi answered, “When you left, I would sleepwalk almost every night and I would always go to your room. Tsunade thought it was strange since I should have gone to Kakashi’s room because he hurt you, but I found myself going to your room. Once there, I would crawl into your bed and fall asleep. They ended up letting me stay there after Gaara left.”
Naruto’s nose crinkled in thought, “Why did you do that?”
“Because I was unconsciously looking for you after you left. I’m always calm when I’m around you and my body seeks you out when you’re not there.” He sat up slightly so his back was leaning against the armrest and he pulled Naruto back so he could look at him, “I know you won’t be a burden because I need you there, I need you by my side.”
The faintest signs of wetness appeared in the corners of Naruto’s eyes and he bit his lip to keep them at bay. He leaned forward and slowly pressed his lips against Itachi’s, capturing him in a gentle but passionate kiss that made heat race through his entire body. He felt the raven shiver against his body as his hands came up to cup the side of his face, drawing them together even more.
When they broke away, they panted slightly but their gaze never left each other until Naruto muttered something that Itachi couldn’t catch. He leaned closer with a smirk, “What was that Naruto?”
The blond looked away with a faint blush, “I said I’ll stay with you.”
Itachi placed a chaste kiss on his forehead, “Thank you.”
Naruto opened his mouth to say something when the door burst open and Itachi leaned his head back to see who was at the entrance. His grip tightened on Naruto’s arms when he noticed the bodyguard standing there with a calm expression on his face while his arms crossed against his chest.
“Naruto, Konan says your break is up and that you’re extremely late and that I could use any means to get you downstairs so long as it doesn’t involve killing, injuring or maiming you.”
“Aren’t the last two the same thing?” He asked, removing himself from Itachi’s lap.
“Not in my book. Injury pertains to a broken bone. Maiming you would make you disfigured beyond recognition.”
A weak laugh escaped Naruto’s throat and he quickly vanished from the room, leaving Itachi alone with the bodyguard. The raven ran his eyes over the man as if trying to see if the man was bluffing. When the man smirked at him, he stood up and pulled out a slip of paper, quickly writing his cell phone number along with an invitation to dinner on the back. He walked to the door and paused next to him.
“Thank you for watching him.” He held out his hand, “When you go down, can you give this to him?”
The guard nodded silently and led the way down the stairwell. Itachi slipped through the crowd and paused long enough to watch the man give Naruto the slip of paper. Blue eyes skimmed the paper quickly before his cheeks turned red and he shoved the paper inside his pocket. With the deed done, he headed towards the door, only to be stopped by a hand on his shoulder.
He turned around and found himself facing Naruto’s editor again. She had a smile on her face and handed Itachi a book, “Don’t forget this before you leave. And thank you for coming to see him.”
Itachi nodded and took the book from her before heading out to his car. Once inside the car, he leaned the seat back and let his body rest against the seat. He propped the book open on his lap and moved to the page he left off on when black writing caught his attention. Flipping back to the front of the book he stared at the cover where words flowed across the once empty page.
‘They say that the strangest things bring people together and that something most people would think would be a curse can actually turn out to be a gift. In knowing that, I can say that I agree with them. If not for something that I was cursed withwhen I was younger, I wouldn't have met you and I've come to realize that sometimes the worst things in life can bring about the best things; for even if we hadn't met again today, we would have found each other again. One way or another.
Naruto’
He traced his fingers over the freshly dried ink and propped his head up against his hand, staring fondly down at the words. There was something to be said about the blond and he considered himself lucky that everything worked out. And now that he had Naruto back, he would make sure to enjoy their time together and make sure that the younger male knew how much he cared for him.
His phone vibrated in his pocket and he pulled it out. A text message scrolled across the screen and he felt his lips tip up into a soft smile.
‘Dinner sounds nice; I finish in an hour. Where are we going?’
Itachi hummed in thought before answering back, ‘Cheesecake Factory; I’m in the mood for something sweet and we never had a chance to go when we were at the center.’
An answer never came back but he figured that Konan confiscated Naruto’s cell phone. For now, he was content to sit back and enjoy the time reading; he would have plenty of opportunities to talk with Naruto once they moved in. He would have to call Kisame and tell him that he was going to take a couple days vacation so he could move the blond in.
Ah yes, speaking of his dear partner, he still needed to think of a way to pay the man back for nearly driving him insane today.
Last A/N: In regards to the next chapter...there's only two pages written right now, so I don't know when it'll be posted. But, I do have a new story I'll be posting next week if everything goes as planned. Next chapter is the last one (which means a lemon for ya'll); unless I get cornered into writing an extra chapter by the beta that is pure humor but we'll see.
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