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2 Young 2 Be Mine	By : Mysticaldragon11 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1404 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Kisame left work with a determination he hadn’t had since he had been determined to save his college education. He climbed in his truck and drove home thinking all the while that he had fixed the problem. Or at least soon it would be fixed. He pulled into his drive and into his garage. He cut the engine and got out of his truck checking the time. He would have just enough time for a quick shower if he was lucky.
Itachi and Sasuke climbed out of Madara’s car. They waved and walked into the house. Mikoto was on the phone talking to family and friends that would be attending Sasuke’s birthday party on Saturday. She was laughing and writing things down all the while she talked. Sasuke went into the kitchen for a snack and Itachi went upstairs to call Kotetsu. They needed to stay after school tomorrow so they could use the art room for the painting and the major supplies.
Kotetsu answered and began making suggestions about their project. Itachi was agreeing and jotting down information. They would need to be able to have at least two hours. They were both determined to get a good grade on this project. Itachi talked for a few minutes more and then hung up. He sat at his desk to get some other homework done that would be a burden to get done later. He was working on English when he was called to dinner.
“So how is school going, honey?” Mikoto was asking Itachi. “It’s going well. I have a project that a boy and I have to stay after school for tomorrow though. It is for Social Studies. We have to build a country. We have the main part built but we need to add a lot of the details.” He said. Fugaku was beaming with pride. “Who will bring you home?” Mikoto asked. “Kotetsu has a car and he said he can bring me home when we are finished.” Itachi said. “That sounds like a great idea. Make sure to buckle up and come straight home afterwards.” Fugaku said. Itachi nodded and smiled.
Mikoto gushed all through dinner about the decorations and things that would need to be taken care of for Sasuke’s birthday. Sasuke was begging her not to make it into a little kid party. She was laughing and assuring him that was not the case. Itachi laughed at the look on Sasuke’s face as it paled over and over again. Fugaku shook his head. “You know, Itachi it is almost time for you to be getting your permit.” Fugaku said. Itachi’s eyes lit up. “Really? I can take the permit test?” He asked with a smile. Fugaku held up his hand. “You can study the book and then I will test you. If you do well enough then yes, I will take you to get the permit.” He said with an air of pride.
Itachi did a dance in his head. He had been waiting for his father to tell him when he would allow him to get his permit. Now he was giddy with happiness. He couldn’t wait to tell Kisame about it. Dinner was coming to an end and desert was coming along. “Mom, is there anything you would like for me to take over to Kisame tonight?” He asked trying to keep the eagerness out of his voice. She smiled and hopped up to go to the kitchen.
She returned with a crème briolette and handed it to Itachi. “Thank you honey. I am so glad you suggested it. I almost forgot with the preparation for Sasuke’s birthday coming up.” She laughed. “It’s no problem. I will be back shortly.” He said. He took the pan and walked out the door to cross the path they had used so many times. He walked up onto the porch and rang the door bell. The house seemed rather dark for this time in the evening.
Itachi waited impatiently for Kisame to open the door. It took several minutes and then the door opened. Kisame was wearing a pair of jeans and nothing else. His feet were bare and so was his chest. His hair looked as though he had been sleeping. “Did I interrupt your beauty sleep?” Itachi joked. Kisame looked nervously over his shoulder. “No, I was busy. Is that for me from your mom?” He asked eying the dish. Itachi nodded and smiled. “Yeah, I will put it on the counter for you.” He said starting to step through the door.
Kisame grabbed his shoulder and stopped him. “No that’s okay. I will take it into the kitchen. I will see you later, okay Itachi?” He asked almost with an annoyed tone. Itachi frowned. Kisame sure was acting weird. Itachi was about to say something when another figure walked quietly to the door up behind Kisame in nothing but a sheet around his waist. He too looked disheveled. Itachi frowned deeper. Realization was beginning to set in. He looked at Kisame in the most hurt way he could muster. Kisame swore under his breath as he noticed his bed companion next to him.
Itachi pushed the pan into Kisame’s hands and turned from the porch. He ran across the yards’ and into his house up to his room. He threw himself on his bed and let the tears come. He couldn’t believe it. Kisame was having sex with someone and he had acted cold towards Itachi. Sasuke walked into Itachi’s room and locked the door. He walked over to the bed and sighed. It seems Itachi and Kisame were on the outs again. He sat on the bed and reached over to touch Itachi’s shoulder. Itachi cried harder.
He tried to roll over to look at Sasuke only to give up and stay face down. Sobs wracked his body and Sasuke began rubbing his back. Itachi finally rolled onto his side. The pain in his chest felt like it was ripping at his insides. He felt like he might throw up and he felt as though he could pass out. Sasuke stayed quiet and kept rubbing Itachi’s back. Itachi closed his eyes and sniffled. His body hurt right along with his heart.
“He……he is having sex with someone, Sasuke.” Itachi whispered. His throat hurt and his head ached. His eyes throbbed and his muscles protested when he moved. Who knew that crying uncontrollably could hurt so much? Sasuke gasped. He knew it was a possibility. Kisame is twenty seven after all. He just never thought he would ever know about it. Sai had already asked him a couple of times to have sex. He had told him no that he wasn’t ready but that what Sai had done to him was slowly making him change his mind.
Now he was sitting on his brother’s bed comforting his brother because of the guy next door who was having sex and had somehow let it slip to Itachi that he was. He was beginning to hate Kisame. Every time he turned around Kisame was hurting Itachi but by the same token he couldn’t be too mad at him. Itachi had yet to let Kisame in on his little secret crush. Kisame had no idea that what he was doing was wrong. Sasuke sighed. This was so damn complicated.
Kisame was now sitting on his bed. His ex boyfriend was behind him rubbing his back. He liked it. It felt incredible. They had already had sex twice but now he was thinking that a third time was inevitable. Only he couldn’t shake the look on Itachi’s face. Itachi had seemed hurt almost. That made absolutely no sense to Kisame considering that Itachi was a kid. Okay so he wasn’t thinking of him like that these days. Still he couldn’t shake the look of Itachi’s face when he had put two and two together.
Kisame sat completely still. His mood for sex was gone and he was just hoping that his ex would catch on. He did and stopped the rubbing. He slid off the bed and dressed. He watched Kisame the whole time and shook his head. “That is sad. A teenaged crush ruined your whole night. If I didn’t know you better I would say that you feel something for the kid too and that my friend is wrong in so many ways.” He finished dressing and left. Kisame stayed silent and in his room as he heard the front door close.
He turned those words over in his head. He was still denying the crush part but the look in Itachi’s eyes. He had been so hurt and so betrayed the look said. Now he was lost and he was confused. Itachi having a crush on him was bad. It was flattering and sweet but bad. There was no future in it so why would he even worry about it? Why? Because it was Itachi. Someone he had seen grow up and someone who trusted and believed in Kisame. Kisame felt like dirt. He felt worse then dirt.
He had let Itachi fall for him and he had hurt Itachi more times than he cared to remember. He got up and went to the bathroom to shower again. He hoped he would slip and fall in the shower and drown. He stopped to look at himself in the mirror. He cursed himself and then lost it. He turned to the toilet and tossed his cookies. His head swam and he felt himself being pulled into darkness. He woke later on the floor. He sat up and looked around. How long had he been on the floor? He didn’t know. What he did know is that he was now covered in his own vomit. It served him right.
He got up and turned on the shower. He stripped off his jeans and stepped into the spray. The water stung against his skin and he imagined it as a whip across his back and that Fugaku was the one holding it. What would happen when they found out what he had done? They wouldn’t be so quick to pass it off. They would accuse him of egging it on. They would remind him that he was the adult and that Itachi was the child. How was he going to be able to make them understand that he hadn’t known. It wouldn’t matter it would still be his fault.
He had to fix this and he had to fix this while he could still maybe talk some sense into Itachi. He needed to make him see that while it was sweet of him to think that way of him that they needed to remain friends and nothing more. He needed to make Itachi see that boys his own age were what he should be spending his time on and that guys his age were too old to be with a teenager. He groaned. This was going to backfire so badly. He could already feel the bitter outcome of this shenanigan.
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