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Bits and Pieces: Naruto	By : Strailo Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 22626 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Meeting My Brothers Lover
Fandom: Naruto
Characters: Sasuke, Itachi, Kisame
Part: 2
Word count: 3,495
For: DayDreamer365
AN: I can only hope that you enjoy this part! *bounces* I hope I got the basic part of Kisames personality down. I’ve only seen him a few times so I’m tweaking and guessing here.

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The next morning found Sasuke cleaning up the breakfast dishes nearly an hour after Neji and Naruto had left. They had offered to help clean up from the night before, but he had fed them before pushing them out so they could get ready for their early morning classes. Once he was alone, he had stripped his bed, shoving the sheets and blankets into his washer before opening his window to let fresh air in.

There was no reason as to let his brother know exactly what had happened last night outside of his limp.

Putting the dry dishes away, Sasuke moved to his dryer, finding it done and pulled out his bed set. As he started to fold it up, he frowned at the door as the doorbell rang. Sighing, he put the blanket in his hands onto the top of the dryer and walked over.

“Yes?” he asked as he pulled open the door, blinking in surprise. “I thought you were gonna be here later, before I headed to class, not right after breakfast,” he said, frowning at his brother.

Itachi Uchiha was nearly an inch taller then his younger brother, but they shared nearly the same characteristics. They were both pale, almost to a vampiric point and both had black hair. But where as Sasuke kept his short and spiked, Itachi preferred his long, usually falling down to just about his shoulder blades. And where as his younger brothers eyes were pitch black, Itachis held a reddish tint to them.

“We got here earlier then we thought,” Itachi replied, smirking at his younger brother before looking over at the elevator bank as one dinged. Grumbling lowly, Sasuke walked away from the door and heading for his kitchen and the coffee pot. “I’ll take that as an invitation to come in,” he drawled, watching Sasuke move delicately around his kitchen. “This is my lover, Kisame. Kisame, this is my younger brother Sasuke.”

Having poured himself a fresh cup of coffee, Sasuke turned around, looking over the rim of his coffee cup only to blink in surprise. Kisame was huge. Standing over six feet, he towered over Sasuke and his brother, his spiky hair just adding to it. Said hair was a rather dark blue, pieces of it falling over his forehead and ears. Dark gold eyes flashed in the light that flooded the apartment from the windows as darkly tanned skin reminded Sasuke of Narutos coloring.

“You’re dating a fucking giant?” Sasuke blurted out, looking at Itachi with wide eyes. Kisame barked out a laugh as he put down the four suitcases in his hands.

“Oh, I liked that, Itachi. You were right about him and surprises,” Kisame said. Sasuke blinked some more at the underlying growl that was Kisames voice, the mans’ teeth were straight, white and the canines a bit sharper than normal.

“I told you that,” Itachi hummed, walking over to Sasukes arm chair, sprawling into it gracefully. “He’s adorable when he’s surprised, isn’t he?”

Sasuke scowled heavily at the other male, bringing his coffee cup to his lips and took a long drink of his coffee. His brother laughed lowly and crossed his legs as he watched Kisame move away from the door way into the living room after closing the door. The large man was taking in the pictures that had been hidden away during Sasukes relationship with Sakura but was once more proudly displayed on the walls and various shelves that ran around the living room.

There were pictures of him with Naruto, Neji, Shikamaru, Gaara, Hinata, Temari and Kankuro in various mixes at various places doing different things. Shaking his head, Sasuke idly picked up a spoon and stirred his coffee as he waited for what ever his brother was going to do next. He had a bit of time before he had to do anything, like go shopping for food.

“Why did I have to fid out about your break up with Sakura from mother? Mind you, she didn’t just call and tell me,” Itachi drawled, eyeing his younger brother. “She called me and whined in my damn ear about how you dumped that ‘nice Sakura girl’.”

“Ha! Me dump her? Hardly. She packed up, told me when I got my head out of my ass and stopped thinking with my dick to call her,” Sasuke snorted, taking another sip of coffee. “I’m going to have to straighten out mothers misconceptions. Sakura was a bitch to deal with now that I think about it.”

“How so, Sasuke?” Kisame asked, moving to sit on the couch, slumping down on it as he watched Sasuke top off his coffee and start a fresh pot. He had to admit that his lover was right about the way his younger brother moved and looked. It was just as nice to watch Sasuke as to watch Itachi.

“She was unbelievably needy, clingy line no ones business,” the youngest male snorted as he moved to perch gently on the other cushion. “She always wanted to go out, do things, go shopping and got pissed whenever I didn’t want to do anything. I had, and still have, class projects that need to be done. Along with the projects, I have homework to do,” he continued, sipping his coffee. “She knew that school was a lot more important to me then doing things or going out when we started to date.”

“Sounds a lot like a fangirling gold digger,” Kisame snorted and smirked at Sasuke, who gave him a low powered glare.

“She tried to start living it up like a Uchiha lady but I put a stop to that rather fast. She wasn’t happy that I’m living off of my trust fund grandmother started and kept up,” he drawled, Itachi snorting and shaking his head.

“Let me guess, all she knew about our name is that we’re filthy rich and brilliant in business?” he guessed, sarcasm dripping from his voice.

“Bingo,” Sasuke replied, finishing off his coffee and wondered if he would be a bad host if he left. “It didn’t help that I’m more likely to hang out with one of my friends or stay at home on top of that.”

“What about the sexual part of it? We’ve seen pictures of her and she was rather pretty in an oddly colored way,” Itachi asked, curious. His brother gazed at him with a calculating look as he leant back on the couch.

“Mediocre. I didn’t feel a whole lot of lust towards here when I first met her and it sure as hell didn’t change when I dated her,” Sasuke drawled, putting his cup aside. “She wanted sex quite a bit but I was tired nearly all of the time this last semester.”

“You have a lot of classes? Or what?” Kisame asked as he stood up to pour coffee for him and Itachi and freshen up Sasukes.

“Not really. I’m taking the last of my classes and they’re rather project heavy,” Sasuke explained, running a hand through his hair. “For two days, Tuesday and Thursday, I have classes that are about four hours a day for the other 3 days I have one class that is about four hours to,” he said, shrugging. “When I’m not at school, I’m working on the projects on researching.”

“Busy bee you got there, Itachi,” Kisame drawled, coming back with the three coffee cups, handing two out before retaking his seat.

“Is that why mother found out from Sakura that you two had broke up instead of you?” Itachi asked, sipping his coffee, finding it the perfect blend of coffee, creamer and sugar. Sasuke nodded as he closed his eyes, obviously enjoying his own cup of coffee. Smirking, Itachi raised an eyebrow at his lover, getting a smile from the large man as they fell into silence.

“I noticed that your cabinets were a bit on the bare side of things,” Kisame said after a few minutes. Sasuke opened his eyes halfway and blinked a few times before shrugging.

“I was going to go shop before you arrived. That means you’re gonna have to entertain yourselves for a couple of hours while I do that,” he finally said, standing up and going to finish what he had been doing when his brother and his brothers lover had arrived.

Using quick, precise movements to fold up the blankets and sheets, he shoved them into his hall closet. Disappearing into his bedroom, he dressed in a pair of jeans and a shirt, instead of the night outfit and came back out to find the two still sitting on the couch and love seat.

“I’ll be back in a couple of hours. The guest room is to the left, bathroom across from there. My room is at the end of the hall, so don’t go in please? My desk top doesn’t have a password for the guest account, so that’s free to use,” he said, moving around, gathering his wallet and keys.

“We’ll be fine and we won’t get into anything that we shouldn’t Itachi promised, pulling out his wallet. Being handed 200 dollars, Sasuke raised an eyebrow at the other male. “Since we’re staying here, the least we can do is pay for part of the groceries. I would give you more, but I don’t have any more then that on me.”

“This is more then enough, ‘Tachi,” Sasuke hummed as he put the money into his pocket. Leaning over, he pressed a kiss to his older brothers cheek before leaving the two. Kisame waited a few minutes before groaning and slumping in his seat, knees falling open.

“Damn,” he groaned as Itachi gazed at him with some curiosity.

“What’s wrong? Surely my brother is not that unappealing,” he teased, Kisame shaking his head.

“Nah, nothing like that,” the blue haired male said, hips lifting, drawing Itachis eyes to the growing bulge. “He smelled well fucked. Probably been fucked and fucked in return last night. He’s opened windows so the scent of sex, at least he more noticeable scenes, have dissipated.”

Laughing, Itachi stood and moved to straddle his lovers’ lap, resting his ass against Kisames hips. Purring, he said, “So that’s why you made such sweet coffee for yourself, so your teeth wouldn’t drop.” Kisames hands came up to rest on lean hips, his thumbs rubbing at the curve of them.

“I hate being horny. What are ya going to do about it?” Kisame asked, changing the subject. Itachi smirked and rocked his hips into his lovers, running long fingered hands through blue hair.

“I bet you that Sasuke fucked Naruto while Neji fucked him. Can you just imagine that? Itachi purred, Kisame groaning at the hot breath that swept against his ear. He suspected he already knew what his devious lover was going to do to him, the long fingered hand that undid his pants and wormed its way into them just confirmed his suspicions.

“Itachi,” he groaned, thrusting upwards into the first that was curled around him, stroking. Itachi laughed lowly, the sound rich with sin.

“Naruto is pretty, but a bit to light for your tastes. All blond hair and blue eyed sweetness with just enough naughtiness to make him oh so appealing,” Itachi cooed, eyes flashing as he felt sharp teeth scrape against his neck. “But his skin… kinda reminds me of toffee. He makes such a lovely contrast to Sasukes and Nejis bodies. So much milkiness that it makes you wonder if someone spilt milk to make them.”

Kisame continued to growl lowly as Itachi painted a delightful picture of the three males in his mind as the younger male continued to work his hand over his lovers cock. Itachi swiped his thumb over the tip as he moaned, Kisame nipping a bit harder at his neck.

“I wonder how he would react to us pouncing on him? Would he moan as prettily as he does with Naruto and Neji? Or how about that one time he slept with his look alike as I watched?” Itachi laughed once more as Kisame groaned again, hands clutching at his hips. They both remembered the tapes that Itachi had originally shot of Sasukes various bed partners for blackmail, but they had turned out to be some of his favorite porn tapes. When he and Kisame had gotten together, the large man had found them and agreed with his younger lover, finding the tapes added to their sex life.

A small part since they were constantly finding new kinks and pleasures to test and play with, to add to their already amazing sex life. Their ever growing box of toys helped to.

Tightening his hand, Itachi purred as Kisame sank his teeth into his neck and came, stickiness covering Itachis hand. He gasped breathlessly as he bigger lover pulled his hand out and flipped them so that the Uchiha was under him. Grasping onto Kisames shoulders, not caring about his dirty hand, the lean man arched upwards and moaned, toes curling as his lover opened his own pants, tugging them down enough for his length to escape.

Removing his teeth from the neck before him, Kisame gave the mark a lick before sliding down and engulfing Itachi with one smooth, well practiced move. With a strangled yelp, the younger male arched, eyes rolling back as he panted and moaned, his lover sucking and working over him to drag him over as quickly ash possibly could. Biting his bottom lip and arching hard, Itachi came, Kisame sucking and licking his come as the lean body went limp. Licking his lips, he sat up and gazed at his prone lover lay there with a smug smile on his lips.

“We should take a shower and unpack,” Kisame said, Itachi giving him a one eyed glare at daring to suggest he moved. “Come on, Itachi,” he drawled, dragging his lover up and off the couch. Making sure that the couch didn’t have any new stains with a quick look, he pushed the other male towards the bathroom, Itachi pulling his pants up. Kisame grabbed their bags and followed after his mate, uncaring about the state of his clothes, his thoughts centered around what they were planning.

They had been discussing drawing Sasuke into their relationship, Kisame needing a second donor but his lover was picky. The three had to get along and feel not only physical attraction, but sexual, emotional and mental attraction, all of it combining and balancing out. Seeing as Itachi had only really connected with Sasuke and Kisame, it was hardly any skin off of the large mans nose. Despite all of the fights, bickering and various levels of jealousy and hate, the brothers still loved each other.

The two just had to convince Sasuke that he wanted to sleep with his brother and the mans lover.

After a long shower that devolved into Kisame sating an apatite for lovers’ body, the two put their clothes away, stashing away needed supplies. Itachi had snuck into Sasukes bedroom and found what he enjoyed using when he was getting laid. Pleasantly surprised, they both moved back out into the living room, sitting on the couch and planned once more.

When Sasuke sent a text, telling the two to come help him haul food from the car, they had an idea of what they were going to do. Helping the younger of them bring in food, the two had to wonder just why Sasuke had gone from being pretty happy to scowling unhappily as he emptied the trunk of his car.

“So, what pissed you off?” Kisame finally asked after they had brought everything into the apartment. Sasuke glared at the can of tomato paste in his hand that he had pulled out of a bag before slamming it down onto a shelf.

“Sakura did,” he growled, putting a few more cans up. “I ran into her at the store and she started in on the whole ‘if you apologize, I’ll take you back’ kind of thing. She then got into us finally getting engaged and moving back on our family land in one of the smaller homes. Preferably the one that grandmother left me,” he said.

“No Uchiha got engaged after just 8 months,” Itachi drawled, putting a head of cabbage away. Kisame just stood out of the way, raising a curious eyebrow. “We either get engaged a week after meeting someone or we wait for nearly fifteen months after we start to date them.”

“And I told her that throughout our relationship, including all of the Uchiha traditions, practices and rules,” Sasuke snorted. “It never stuck I’m thinking now.”

“So what happened after you told her that?” Itachi asked as his brother continued to put things away.

“She got pissed, telling me that I wouldn’t find anyone better then her. I told her that there were people always willing to date a Uchiha that looked better then her and already knew what they were going to do with their degrees,” Sasuke said, smirking as he remembered the pissed expressions on her face. “I also informed her that it wasn’t uncommon for us to be gay and to use a surrogate if we’re male,” he drawled, closing the refrigerator.

“Let me guess, she tried to say someone in your family wouldn’t approve you fucking some guy?” Kisame asked, already knowing the answer, having death with it before with one of Itachis ex-girlfriends. Sasuke nodded with a smirk.

“I told her that my family could care less where I stuck my dick so long as I was happy and had a kid in the long run,” he said, eyes dark. “Unfortunately, she threatened to call mother, which means I get to call her sooner then later.”

“Damn,” Itachi muttered, shaking his head, pulling out three cans of soup. He figured an easy lunch would be best. “Are you going to call her now?” he asked, Sasuke nodding as he plugged his phone into its power cord and sitting down on a bar stool. Finding the contact he wanted, he put the phone speaker and listened to it ring.

“Hello?” came the answer from a sweet woman’s voice.

“You answered without looking at the display again, didn’t you, mother?” Sasuke asked teasingly.

“Sasuke! What a pleasant surprise,” Mikoto chirped happily into the phone. “Did Itachi and Kisame make it there alright?” she asked. Sasuke looked to the two who just smiled at him.

“You could have called and warned me that Itachi was dating a giant,” he said in return, her soft laugher floating over the line.

“Ah, but it’s so much fun to watch you find these things out,” she teased, making Sasuke roll his eyes. “Now, sweetie, I have a question for you. Why didn’t you tell me that you and Sakura broke up? She called me in tears saying that you didn’t love her.”

“First of all, she broke up with me because I spent more time on school work and projects then I did on watching idiotic shows or taking her shopping,” Sasuke said, lip curling in disgust. “Second of all, I never once told her I loved her, not even when I was buzzed or drunk. She never wanted to be around me when I was the first times I was.”

“But she told me that you two were talking about marriage,” she said, sounding confused.

“Mom, I dated her for eight months. I wasn’t talking about anything with her expect when my next project was due or when she was scheduled to work,” Sasuke said, sounding very tired. “And our sex life was dull. So don’t believe anything that she said or will say about that, though do share what she had to say about it.”

“She said that you didn’t want to touch her and she suspected that it was because you were having an affair with someone,” his mother said slowly, Sasuke barking out a laugh.

“Well, me not wanting to touch her is true, but having an affair? Not even. You taught me that having an affair without complete discloser to you other half is wrong. There’s a reason why you and father work so well, even when he’s fucking Minato,” he drawled getting a soft sigh of pleasure from her.

”We make an odd threesome considering I don’t sleep with Minato and they don’t sleep in the same room as me, but we do work,” Mikoto hummed. “Alright, since you called me, something happened.”

“There’s a reason why you’re considered so smart even beyond Uchiha standards,” Sasuke sighed. “She threatened to call you with more lies, probably how I’m a n uncaring ass who sleeps around and is gay. Really annoying. So I decided to call you and head things off,” he finished.

“I see,” she sighed. The two settled into talk, Itachi and Kisame pitching in on their own chatting, relaxing with Sasuke and the brothers’ mother.
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