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Marked By Jutsu	By : Iori Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1415 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Marked By Jutsu
- 2-Sasuke
- 3-Naruto
- 4-Neji
- 5-Naruto
- 6-Naruto
- 7-Gaara
- 8-Sasuke
- 9-Naruto
- 10-Gaara
- 11-Sasuke
- 12-Naruto
- 13-Naruto
- 14-Neji
- 15-Sasuke
- 16-Gaara
- 17-Naruto
- 18-Naruto
- 19-Itachi
- 20-Gaara
- 21-Naruto
- 22-Sasuke
- 23-XXIII Naruto
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Marked by Justu XXII

Sasuke

"It's not what I think? Tell me what do I think? You're such a liar and a slut!" Sasuke was visibly steamed and the red was bleeding into his eyes. At this point though I couldn't care. My anger was boiling.

"You think you're so high and mighty Uchiha!? Do you know the crap I've been put through since we met? Do you know how I've endured? Hokage forbid I want a fucking night out of the drama!" I was lashing out at him and I could feel Kyuubi rising to the surface, but my control was beyond lost. "you think you have the right to call me all those fucking things when I haven't done anything wrong? You self right---"

"Naruto..." his voice changed to a low growl. "What have you been keeping from me?"

Suddenly I was aware that Kyuubi was starting to manifest on my person. I looked at my hands noticing the elongated nails and panicked. I covered my face and quickly turned and fled into my room, but Sasuke was hot on my trail. I tried to slam the door, but he was too quick and wedged himself between. I couldn't let him see though. With my back to the door I put all of my weight on it mentally pleading that he'd get the hint and go away. My stomach was spiking in pain as Kyuubi was trying to calm the anger aroused by my hurt feelings. Suddenly I felt weak. I wrestled the door open causing Sasuke to stumble into my room. I quickly shoved past him and just started running. I didn't know where, but I couldn't let him see. Too much emotion had built up and I knew it wouldn't calm back down for a long while. My head was pounding. The pulsing could be felt behind my eyes as I fled. I felt so hot and dizzy. I had no idea where I was running, but I had to get away from everyone. Suddenly color exploded in my vision and then went dark and I felt myself falling.

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we kill the lights and put on a show. It's all a lie but you'd never know... (1)

I recognized the sound. It was some synthy-rock stuff I'd heard at kinjutsu before. Everything was still dark, but I could smell tea and sage. I knew that smell. It was something that Itachi would drink when his eyes were hurting. My mind put the pieces together before I was midly blinded by lamplight.

"nnngh..."

"I see you're awake." Itachi was sitting there calmly in grey sweatpants and his silver glasses again sipping at a large cup and writing music. "You're really reckless Naruto. If you aren't careful, you will get caught. He is watching you too closely right now."

"Your eyes are bothering you?" I questioned as i sniffed again confirming the source.

"Nothing that can't be handled. Worry about your own problems and let me take care of mine."

I tried to sit up but still felt dizzy. My head was pounding and I then knew that I'd hit it on something. I lay back down to relieve the pressure. Itachi stopped what he was doing and motioned to the coffee table next to me. A bottle of water and a headache pill sat there. I was extremely grateful for that. I quickly downed said items and fell back into the couch cushion.

"I'll call your studio and have one of your band mates come retrieve you."

I closed my eyes while listening to him dial out. Hopefully it was Ino that came and got me. I could go for a snack, and I bet i could her into making me one. Neji probably wasn't there, I knew that he worked out and went to the library in all his spare time. I was positive that Sasuke would be out. He never seemed to stay in the lounge anymore. I knew it had to do with his current plans of leaving. I was biding my time. I hated not knowing. Itachi's plan had kicked into action, but I hated to be so unsure if it would work. There was so much tied up in this. Not only was the fate of my band weighing on this, but the fate of the entire Uchiha clan. The chance to start over or the eternal punishment. At least according to Itachi. I could hear him speaking softly to whoever was on the other side. All at once he raised his voice slightly speaking with deadly clarity. I snapped my eyes open.

"It is not my responsibility to look after your singer when you've obviously caused a problem."

That signaled the end of the conversation. The phone snapped shut and he huffed an annoyed breath. I knew instantly who had been on the other line and dread filled me. I could hear the insults now. The whole reason I'd ran away from the lounge was because his constant insulting had fueled my anger past the snapping point. I didn't particularly care to get even more angered. I sighed and pushed myself up. Hell if I was going to deal with him right now. I could feel Itachi watching me as I clumsily and slowly left his studio. I still felt dizzy so I was leaning against the wall while I walked. I debated whether the stairs or the elevator was a better idea. Stairs I could easily lose my footing on, but the elevator might make me vomit from that weird feeling it gave me. I didn't get a chance to reach a decision. A sudden bout of nausea had me slide to the floor. My body felt hot still.

"What the heck are you doing?"

My head snapped up as I recognized that voice. I was still peeved at him too. "Having a tea party! What do you think?" I groused. I glared up at him. "Well since you came out here I might as well accept your aid." I grumbled as I used the wall to get up.

"What'd you do, get trashed and go to Itachi?" He sniped as He took hold of my arm

"For your information I fell and hit my head. Now if you'll shut that loud mouth of yours, it's making my headache worse."

The rest of the way back to our lounge was done in silence. Sasuke took the stairs and for the most part helped me with little complaint save a few annoyed sounds when I'd trip. When we arrived back at our lounge Sasuke shoved me unceremonially into a heap on the couch and glowered down at me.

"Alright, start talking now! What have you been hiding from me? You obviously have something wrong with you."

"Weren't you listening all the other times? I have a stress related illness! As of late you seem to be the trigger for it. Kabs said that it causes headaches, nausea, and sometimes fainting spells."

"stop lying! Your appearance changed!" He jabbed at me.

All I could do was deny. It wasn't time for him to find out yet. "I have no idea what you mean. Someone doesn't just change shape."

"You know what is happening. Don't pull that shit. You covered your face. You knew."

"I was about to start crying! That's why I covered my face. I was already humiliated enough. Leave me a little dignity!"

Our arguement was cut short by Neji walking into the lounge with Ino and some groceries. Sasuke scowled unable to get me to say anything else. Obviously Ino and Neji had heard some of our yelling and directed their attention right at us when they entered. I could tell that Sasuke was getting uncomfortable with their attention on us so he turned to go to his room.

"You're not off the hook. You better fess up."

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"Kabs what do I do? Sasuke doesn't believe me when I tell him it's related to stress."

"Well we could take you to a doctor and get an official diagnosis from him. This way no one in your band or otherwise can accuse you of drugs or anything else unsavory." He seemed sparked by a sudden idea. "Think of this as a failsafe. That way if a tabloid were to conjure up something then we can refer to this doctor report to negate any of that."

"You think that will work?" I asked as I leaned on his desk.

"Well he can't go around diagnosing you himself. We'll call all of the band in to go with you to your appointment so there will be no room for argument. Anyway, I'll make you an appointment with someone so don't worry about it. There's other issues that need resolving."

I straightened up as his voice took a more serious turn. "Are we talking about Sasuke leaving the band after the CD release?"

"That and the fact that Crimson Moon is releasing their music video set in a month. You know, the ones that are going to be featuring you?"

"A month?!"

"The teaser is pretty impressive. It was released last week."

"What?! There's a teaser?" I was beyond confused. "No one told me. I didn't even know they'd done anything other than studio work thus far."

Kabs motioned me over to the desk and flipped his laptop up. What the heck had they used for visuals if they were already this far along? I certainly didn't remember any filming going on while I practiced their music. Itachi had not told this to me. They had only been doing vocal work this far. They hadn't even began on the filming and editing. Or so I had thought. He was pretty secretive about it, so I don't even know what he was up to. Though, he hadn't even hinted or told me anything about what the vid set would look like, sound like, or even the subject matter. I watched intently. It was all so natural. The teaser was done in a sepia tone with the music softly playing in the background. The images were all personal ones of me. Video of me sitting in the studio alone writing music, me fighting with Sasuke, even a small clip that unnerved me the most. It was caught in my most personal moment. I was sitting in the studio by myself holding a picture of my parents. It was the only thing I had left of them. I was stumped and a bit livid. These were all personal images, yet how did Itachi's group get sight of them.

"Pretty good. You look so natural, like you aren't even aware that there's cameras on you."

The fact was that I wasn't. All these things that were shown I had not known I was being taped. The scenes of me dancing around, or even the ones of me practicing didn't bother me so much, but the personal ones, like arguing with Sasuke did. I definitely wanted to know what was going on now. For sure when I practiced with Itachi I was going to get to the bottom of the privacy invasion.

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When I had confronted Itachi the other night about taping me, he had calmly explained that Deidara, their drummer was supposed have asked permission. Instead he had not done that, and rather had just told them he did. Either way, we now were actually filming something for a vid and boy did I feel akward. First off I was wearing a black turtleneck and skinny pants. So from the start I was uncomfortable. The scenery is was did it though. I was standing in Itachi's loft apartment (which I didn't even know he had) face to face with his sharkish bassist. Kisame's left hand was cupping my face and I stood scant inches away looking at the ground. I know they were trying to make some sort of comfort scene, but they chose the person I was least comfortable with. It's not that he was bad, or at all bad looking, I just didn't know him. Infact all I knew is that when he wasn't making sexual jibes at me as a joke, he actually had very proper language, and an accent I hadn't heard. The only other thing I knew was that he was seeing Itachi exclusively. I knew that, yet almost never saw them together. Itachi though spoke differently to him. It was so subtle and almost unnoticeable. I only caught wind of it when Itachi had said that Kisame was the most trustworthy person to put me in this situation with. Trusted that he wouldn't make it look more promiscuous, and wouldn't take advantage of me.

I was instructed to slowly bring one hand up to clasp his shirt while leaning my forehead onto his chest as if crying. I took a deep breath and tried to clear my mind of the cameras and everything else. I tried to bring something sad to the front of my mind. I sighed deeply and suddenly the image of my ancestor lying lifeless in the rain came to me. I actually felt a sob bubble up in me and I fell forward shaking my head against Kisame. He seemed a bit surprised, but quickly composed himself and supported my frame with large hands.

Apparently those making the vids were pleased with this and just kept rolling with it. Seemed lucky for them that I was so emotional. I don't even know what this was for, but all of the scenes had somehow involved me in some sort of close quarters with Kisame. This was the most I'd ever seen of him since the time Itachi had mocked to strangle him with a guitar string. During practices he never made his presence known. True to his oddly proper behavior he liked black tea. His entire being smelled of it and lemon. At first it surprised me, but the more times I had to hug, lean on, or prentend to kiss him; the more it grew on me. All these actions didn't make me that much more comfortable around him. Especially for the last scene they wanted to do. Infact, I almost vehemently opposed.

Needless to say, no one let me argue. So there I was straddling his waist naked from the hips up. He was mostly clothed, his shirt was just unbuttoned and his hands were resting on my lower back. It felt off. His hands were calloused from the bass strings and were much larger than any that had touched me before. I felt odd looking down at him from this position. My own hands rested awkwardly on his chest. I could see a glimpse of his tongue stud as he spoke to the camera crew. His eyes shifted back to me and I gulped nervously. He turned back to whomever he was talking to and shook his head no, the refocused on me.

"Relax, you will not have lose any more clothing. This is the closest we are." I nodded and he shifted his focus behind me. "Can we hurry up? I feel like a bloody pedophile."

I concured with hurrying. I was extremely uncomfortable in this position with him. He readjusted his body on the couch causing me to slide forward just slightly making our bodies almost touch flushly. I could feel my face heating up. This peaked kyuubi's interest. I shook my head mentally telling him to stay quiet for just a little longer. He growled in annoyance of being shut up for the whole time, but shifted around and laid back down. I sighed in relief.

"Don't worry kid. It's all going to be over soon."

It seemed like it had taken forever to finish. I was ready to leave. It wasn't that being filmed made me uncomfortable, or even that I had to act out the scenes with Kisame. The fact that everything was supposed to be so intimate, that's what did it. Intimacy with Kisame. Kisame who belonged to Itachi, who did not feel right touching me. Of course true to their word, nothing sexual was done. It was mostly a series of small I guess romantic-like scenes. Comforting, spooning, hugging, fake kisses, that kind of stuff. Even so, part of me worried what this would do to the promiscuous rumors that seemed to circulate. Hopefully it wouldn't add fuel.

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Following that official filming I had four other sessions. Needless to say, going straight from practices to filming was leaving me pretty ragged. Thankfully Kabuto was using the vid-set release as a way to push our CD release back. Of course this was driving Sasuke absolutely nuts. He hadn't wanted to stay for our tour, but he had promised to stay until the CD was done. Of course that was why I had desired the tour to be canceled. Kabs recently had come back to me saying it was back on, and he'd found a temporary replacement for us. He had arranged to meet up in a few weeks so that we could all hear him and assess if he would work. I didn't like the idea of replacing Sasuke, but kabs insisted that a tour was necessary for publicity and that there wasn't enough time for me to learn all the music tabs myself. He assured me that this was only temporary and that he would make up a good excuse for the press for when Sasuke did leave.

Today I had been lucky to escape both practice and anything else. Ino and I had decided since we were both homesick that we'd take a trip back to Konoha for the day. It was mostly for her to visit her dad, but I did decide that I wanted to see my old-man again. Besides, I wasn't going to refuse Galbi(2). Ino's dad had promised to take us out for it to a friend's restaurant. Ino had decided that we should stop at ji-san's bookstore first because she expected that talking to her dad would take longer. I had no problems with that. When I entered, there was a new boy working the counter. He looked up sparkles in his eyes when he saw me and begged to get an autograph. I smiled and took his little phone from his apron pocket and snapped a shot of the two of us. He grinned and hugged his phone while motioning me to the back office.

Ji-san had been expecting my visit and had a stack of books set aside for me. I shuffled through them excitedly. Of course he'd thrown in one of those Ich Icha books, but some were manuscripts for Neji to flip through. The last pile struck me as odd. It was a book on the history of konoha, and shoved inside of it was a smaller book written by the Hokage himself. "The tragedy of the Uchiha" is what it read in faded orange lettering. I asked him about it. He merely nodded smugly telling me it was a personal account of the 7th Hokage's life and his delving into the mysteries of the Uchiha clan. Under that book was something ji-san had put aside for sasuke. That worried me slightly. It was a very old archive on the Uchiha clan. He had figured sasuke would want to read it since he knew almost nothing about his family history. I agreed to give it to him, but I was going to read it first. I wanted to know too. Maybe I'd show it to Itachi to see how true it was.

Afterwards we met up with Ino's father. He was just closing up the doors to the age old family flower and herb shop. Ino had stated sometime ago that her father was going to just sell off the shop, but nostalgia made him keep it. To me he seemed to be doing a good job running both the bar and the shop. I assumed it's because the bar was open only in the evening and the shop only during the day. Either way, he had taken the evening off so that he could treat us. I liked the man. He was very energetic and a bit flamboyant. Since we'd met up with him he had gushed about when Ino would get married and how beautiful she was, and on and on. He never even stopped when we got to the restaurant.

Akimichi House was apparently also an age old tradition in Konoha. It even had the history written on the door. It had been started sometime during the reign of the 7th Hokage by Akimichi Chouji and had successfully stayed in the family since then. When we entered, we were greeted by a portly man wearing green chef clothes. He made happy conversation with Ino's father and gave us special seating.

Dinner was delicious and consisted of thinly sliced and marinated meat, rice, lotus root, vinegared lettuce, clear noodles, and pickled radish. Most of these foods I had never tried. Ino had instructed me how to properly eat the galbi. It was like a little lettuce wrap. I felt like a kind after eating. Her dad had offered to serve us plum wine, but both of us refused. After the meal we both thanked him generously and he packed the leftovers for us.

The visit had made both of us feel better, but everything got turned upside down when we got back to the lounge. When we arrived Neji quickly ushered us out and into a car. When I asked him what happened his face turned grim. Apparently Sasuke had suffered some sudden high fever and had been found clutching his shoulders in pain while laying on the bathroom floor. Immediately they had taken him to the ER. I panicked. I'd seen him clutch his shoulder in pain. I'd seen him nearly pass out from it. I never had known it to be this severe. Neji knew I was worried and convinced the ER staff to let me in the room saying that I was his boyfriend.

When I walked in, sasuke was hooked up to an IV drip. He looked to be sleeping peacefully at least. His face still showed traces of fever, but otherwise he looked okay. I sighed in relief and slumped into the chair next to the bed. Slowly I reached out my hand to touch his fingers. They twitched but he didn't move otherwise.

"Man, you've got me worrying about you bastard." I mumbled. "Always trying to spoil my mood." I chuckled mirthlessly. "I know something isn't right, but what I do know is that I'm going to fix it. All this hardship, all the insults, the blow to my pride it's all for you don't you know?" I sighed and threaded my fingers through his. "You're going to be mad at me when you wake up again. Probably you'll call me a slut again, but I promise I haven't even done anything since Neji." I sighed again. " Really, all I want is you, but I can't have you. All this frustration is built up because of you."

His hand tightened on mine. "I don't.....see....slut..." He mumbled in his sleep.

It made me smile. Just maybe based on that, he really didn't think so low of me. Maybe it was just a front. "Damn me for letting you control me this way."I slid my hand from his light grip and moved to the head of the cot. Perhaps this was why I fell so hard. I smoothed a few tendrils away from his cheek and leaned over to kiss his forehead. "Get better bastard so we can argue."

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A/N: Well I'm sorry it's been like 3 years since I've updated this. I go really discouraged because I lost this file for this chapter and for a while some of the fans and fanfics made me lose interest in the series. I felt like things were becomming less thoughful. Granted I took that time to reevalute what I wanted to do with my own writing. In doing so, I remembered where I was going with this fic. I will not be adding all the characters back in. So please don't ask if so and so will show up. Sadly I debated for the longest time if I wanted Sai in this. I figured since he is my fave character he can make a brief appearance I haven't decided what to do with him yet though. Also, I'm sorry to anyone who dislikes Kisame/Naruto. There will not be any in this fic i assure you. It was all simply for the set. More details will be in the next chapter. BTW, if you are curious as to how I view Kisame, he is also a fave character of mine. His description is such because I noticed how properly he spoke with Gai. I figured it'd be a fun quirk.

as far as his appearance, well I kinda wanted to base him off of how Saniika draws him. http://saniika.deviantart.com/art/Y-ees-102489110?q=gallery%3ASaniika%2F799519&qo=180

or

http://saniika.deviantart.com/art/Resting-92003378?q=gallery%3ASaniika%2F799519&qo=207

or

http://saniika.deviantart.com/art/kisame-again-47627972?qj=1&q=gallery%3ASaniika%2F799519&qo=316

There is just something so beautifully masculine about Saniika's Kisame.

1- Kill the Lights by The Birthday Massacre I love this song. The singer has an interesting voice, and quite often I find myself listening to it when i work on things.

2- Galbi is korean style bbq and essentially what is shown in Naruto that chouji loves. It is served with way more side dishes, but I don't remember all of them and plus I think they change based on the season, so I picked out the ones I like the most. Essentially you cook it on a little hot plate on your table and you eat it with the meat (plus whatever else I just put rice and the sauce) wrapped in lettuce. It's very tasty.

Thanks for your continued support. And actually a big thanks to ClassicLover 984 for reinspiring me with "It's been a While" Go read it if you haven't

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