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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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Deidara called Itachi’s cell again only to once again get his voice mail. He frowned at the screen of his phone as he closed it. School had ended without hide nor hair of Itachi. It wasn’t unusual for one of them to miss school if they were sick but Itachi hadn’t been sick and he would have normally told someone if he wasn’t going to be there. This was just out of character for Itachi.
Hidan had gone home already when Kakuzu had picked him up. Tobi had stayed to see if Deidara had gotten a hold of his cousin or not. So far things looked bleak for them. Madara was pulling up to the curb as Deidara checked his phone again to see if Itachi had called or left a text. His phone remained silent and no text had been received. Deidara heaved a heavy sigh and walked towards Madara’s car.
Tobi followed as Sasuke approached the car. “Hey where is Itachi?” Sasuke asked. Deidara shrugged and leaned into the window of the car. “Is Itachi at home?” Tobi asked Madara. Madara gave his cousin a worried look. “No, I picked him up this morning and dropped him off at school with Sasuke.” Madara said shooting a look at Sasuke who nodded. Deidara frowned deeper at the thought that Itachi of all people had blown off school and left.
Tobi shook his head. “How is Zetsu?” Tobi asked. Madara smiled. “He’s good. His mom is driving him up the wall but he says he doesn’t mind her being here. Unless you count the fact that he can’t spend time with a certain someone.” Madara said giving a hint cough under his breath. Tobi smiled. “Tell him I miss him too.” Tobi said. Madara nodded curtly. “Well if you see Itachi, tell him to get his butt home before he worries Mikoto.” Madara said. Tobi and Deidara both nodded and stepped away from the car.
Sasuke slid into the passenger seat and Madara drove off with a wave. Deidara turned to Tobi. “What the hell is up with Itachi that he blows off his friends and school, un?” Tobi nodded in agreement. “I am wondering if Kisame has anything to do with this.” Tobi said. Deidara bit his lip and thought. “It would make sense that he would be upset with Kisame but why would he not tell us what is going on, un?” Deidara asked throwing his hands up in the air.
A car pulled up to the curb and Itachi jumped out with a wave. He ran up to Tobi and Deidara with a smile. “Hey guys, did I miss Madara?” He asked as though nothing were wrong at all. Deidara could look at him and tell that he had been drinking not only from the smell but from the glazed look in his eyes. “You blow off school, take off with a boy who got you damn near raped last time and you have been drinking? What the hell is up with you Itachi?” Tobi asked his voice carrying an edge.
“Don’t sweat it Tobi. I am fine. I just decided to have a little fun today. I will be at school tomorrow.” Itachi said with a careless wave of his hand. Deidara’s heart clenched. The one that always kept everyone in line, the smartest one of them all was throwing caution to the wind and digging himself a grave while he was at it. Deidara swallowed back the lump in his throat and the tears that threatened to spill made a retreat. He gave Itachi a soft smile. “Okay, un. I will see you tomorrow.” He said and turned to walk home.
Tobi waved at Deidara and put his hand in his pocket to dig out his keys. “Let me give you a ride home.” Tobi said and pressed his hand to Itachi’s back. Itachi hissed as Tobi touched on a sore bruise on his upper arm. Kotetsu liked to be a little rough and his arms were bearing the marks to prove it. Tobi frowned and looked at Itachi in worry. “It’s just a bruise. I ran into something.” Itachi said. Tobi nodded although he had a feeling that Itachi hadn’t run into anything but trouble.
Tobi drove out of the parking lot with his mind in turmoil. He really needed to talk to Zetsu and he knew it would be against the rules to call him. He sighed in frustration and kept on driving. Deidara’s tears escalated the closer to Sasori’s he got. He wasn’t planning on stopping. He wanted to go home and cry into his pillow for his friend who had done a complete one-eighty on him. Itachi was always the responsible collected one. Now Deidara just felt lost.
Sasori happened to be checking his mail and seen his young blond lover looking as though the world had ended. He stepped out of his gate to catch the blond before he could walk blindly by. He wrapped an arm around Deidara’s shoulder and led him into his house. “Hey, what’s wrong? Did something happen at school?” He asked taking Deidara’s chin in his hand. Deidara looked up and his resolve broke making him sob in agony. Sasori held him until all that remained were soft hiccupping noises.
Deidara began telling Sasori about Itachi only to burst into fresh tears. Sasori rubbed his blonds’ back trying to calm him as much as possible. He couldn’t help but wonder how much of this had to do with Kisame. He and Kisame had become good friends but having relationships with young high school boys was bound to put a strain on any friendship. He couldn’t help but think maybe he should call the man and ask how things were. Deidara had fallen asleep somewhere between Sasori’s thoughts and the back rubbing.
He picked up the blond and took him to his room to lay him on his bed. He called Deidara’s mom and told her that Deidara again was asking for help with his homework. This was becoming their lie and Deidara’s mother was thrilled that Sasori was helping her son. Sasori hung up the phone and dialed a different number. The answer machine picked up and Sasori left a brief message. He hung up the phone and went to find something for dinner. Tobi dropped Itachi off and watched him walk into the house just now noticing the limp. Tobi cursed under his breath and drove away.
He walked into his house and went to his room. His parents were gone for the evening and he was free to vent as he wished. He lay down on his bed and stared at the ceiling until the need to call Zetsu became too much. He pulled out his phone and dialed the all too familiar number. Zetsu answered on the second ring. “Tobi I thought we agreed that we wouldn’t talk until my mom was gone.” Zetsu said softly into the phone. “I know we did. I just needed to talk to you. It’s Itachi something is going on with him and I think it’s something bad. I am so lost. I don’t know what to do.” Tobi said, his voice cracking slightly.
Zetsu sighed. “Hey meet me tomorrow at our spot. I won’t be able to stay long but we can talk there, okay?” Tobi smiled. “Okay, same time?” He asked. “Same time.” Zetsu confirmed and hung up the phone. Tobi felt sad as he looked at his phone but relieved that he would get to see Zetsu even for a few minutes. He tossed his phone onto the bed and went to find something to eat.
Itachi walked into his room to find Sasuke waiting for him rather impatiently. “Where have you been? Why did you ditch school today and why weren’t you there when Madara picked us up?” Sasuke asked accusingly. Itachi sighed. “I was with a friend and I had to leave school today because he needed me. He is having a rough time and he was talking suicide.” Itachi lied. Sasuke stood for a moment in shock. “Is he okay?” He asked concern etched in his features. “Yeah he will be. He just needed a friend today.” Itachi said with a smile. Sasuke hugged Itachi and left the room. A new guilt began to eat away at Itachi’s psyche.
Hidan smiled at Kakuzu as Kakuzu kissed his lips once more. They were watching a show and eating pizza even though Kakuzu had complained about how much it would cost. Hidan snuggled closer to Kakuzu as Kakuzu fed him a pepperoni. Itachi kept creeping into Hidan’s subconscious and he was sure that something was off with his favorite Uchiha. He shook his head and decided to enjoy the night with his older lover regardless of his friend’s issues. That thought barely completed and the telephone rang.
Kakuzu stood up to answer it and Hidan pouted at the loss of their perfect loving moment. Kakuzu was gone for a few minutes before returning to Hidan with a look of concern on his face. “That was Sasori; he says something is going on with Itachi and maybe Kisame?” Kakuzu asked. Hidan sighed and nodded. “Yeah I just don’t have a damn clue what. I know that we went to the movies and Itachi seen Kisame there with a guy who he assumed to be Kisame’s secret lover and he dumped pop over both of their Jashin damned heads. Then Itachi is a no show at school today and he doesn’t even call to tell us weather he is fucking sick or not.” Hidan relayed grumpily making air quotes.
Kakuzu rolled his eyes and pulled the grumpy teenager to him. He was about to call Hidan on his language when he seen the frustration eating away at the silver haired boy’s features and thought better of it. He kissed Hidan’s forehead and they both turned back to the show. The mood seemed to be dampened and aside from a kiss or two the night was uneventful.
Kisame came home a little later than usual. Working in the field was a lot more time consuming than his usual lab job had been. He looked over to the flashing light on his answer machine and pushed play. Sasori’s message was the first one on there and the second one was from Zetsu. Kisame frowned at the tone of both callers voices. He picked up the receiver and dialed Sasori’s number. He answered on the first ring. “Hey, I was returning your call. What’s up?” Kisame asked. Sasori relayed all of what Deidara had said and Kisame cursed. “I was just wondering if all was okay.” Sasori said.
“Not really. I will have a talk with Itachi though and see what the hell is going on. I will talk to you later, Sasori.” Kisame said and hung up the phone. He walked out the door and directly to Itachi’s house. He made his way up the stairs and right into Itachi’s room. The view he got was one of shock and disbelief. Standing in his boxers was Itachi with bruises covering both arms and scratch marks across his back. A love bite if you could call it that was angrily displayed across the pale skin of Itachi’s neck. Kisame went from horrified to angry in three seconds flat. He stormed over to Itachi and grabbed him by his already bruised arm.
Itachi cried out in shock and pain only to be roughly jerked against Kisame’s chest. “So this is how you handle things? You dress like a whore and then you go out and what get yourself manhandled by just anyone? Who was he Itachi? Some guy you met on the street corner? Those are called hookers Itachi! Or were you the hooker? Was it you giving yourself to anyone who looked at you? Huh? Was it?” Kisame shouted, shoving Itachi away from him. Itachi stumbled and went to the floor on his already sore ass.
He cried out again from pain this time. Tears rushed down his face from shame, anger and embarrassment. He shook his head and swallowed thickly. “No, it wasn’t like that.” He said between sobs. Kisame huffed. “Really? It sure looks that way.” He said. Itachi stared at the floor. “It was Kotetsu. I was with Kotetsu.” Itachi said trying to redeem himself somehow but knowing he had just fallen shorter. Kisame glared harder at him. “You would have been better off with a prostitute.” Kisame said and walked out the door.
He caught sight of Mikoto standing in the hall with a stricken expression on her face.
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