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A/N: Ok my lovely ones, we have another nice issue to contend with, so I would be grateful if you’d take a look at the question at the end of this chapter and let me know which option you’d like.

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This was supposed to be half the size….o.O

Chapter Four:

Sasuke sighed as the car skidded in the corridor. The appreciative look that the man at the controls gave the shapely woman driving the car, kind of pissed him off. The man was too good looking to want that woman. He grimaced a little and shoved some more crisps into his mouth. He liked having a few days off from school. It was the time for Konoha’s mid-summer festival, something exclusive to the city. The schools gave everyone a day or two for a holiday, before the town took everyone’s help with setting up the festival as a whole.

The couch dipped next to him and he saw Naruto flop down, looking tired. The blond shot him a weary grin. “What are you watching?”

“The Fast and the Furious 5. I like the Japanese/Korean driver in it.” He nonchalantly held the bag out to the blond. “What were you up to?”

It had come to this. Now, a fortnight after that fateful day when Gaara had hit him, Sasuke and Naruto were on talking terms. Most of it, small talk, with no rude nicknames or any affection involved. Both of them were wary of getting close. Somehow, instinct warned them that if they crossed some line made especially for them in this universe, then there was no turning back from the roller coaster ride that awaited them.

Naruto slumped more into the sofa, burrowing like he was trying to find some comfortable spot. “Mmmm….went out with Neji, Kiba and Shikamaru to help Iruka-sensei with some stalls. I have to head back there in the afternoon…wanna come? We need all the strength we can muster!”

Sasuke thought about it for a while. Did he want to go spend time with a bunch of guys who probably hated him…no. But it did seem like something to do and for some reason; he now wanted to spend more time with the blond. Sasuke sighed; he might as well go check it out and then come home if it wasn’t his thing. He nodded assent and went back to watching the movie. They settled in to a comfortable silence.

A small snore disturbed him just as Vin Diesel and Paul Walker drove off with the vault. Frowning at almost missing the climax, when he realised Naruto or the “dobe” as he called him in his head, was asleep.

Sleeping slack jawed and sprawled should not have made the blond look attractive but it did. Sasuke found himself inching a little closer to him, before reaching out a hand to lightly feel Naruto's bangs. His hair was soft, but a tad rough, his skin was smooth…wait….when had his hand travelled to Naruto's face? Sasuke moved away scowling and stared stubbornly at the TV. Finally since his thoughts were getting stuck at the blond’s face, he stood up to head to his bedroom.

Naruto yawned and stood up too. He sleepily followed Sasuke upstairs since their rooms were next to each other. He was in such a state of drowse that he didn’t realise that Sasuke had ground to a halt and had turned around to say something. He just continued walking and suddenly felt the wind knocked out of him as they landed in a heap.

He was on top of Sasuke, straddling him and his lips meshed against Sasuke's. The bathroom door opened only to have Itachi who was clad in a towel, trip over the two prone men, whereupon the towel promptly slid off. Naruto was driven more into the younger Uchiha’s body, with a thoroughly naked older Uchiha on top of him.

While the situation was embarrassing, Naruto couldn’t help the fire that started to coil in his stomach, sending a tingly feel everywhere that his body touched the other two. Itachi's legs were straddling him, his wet skin soaking his shirt everywhere they touched; the cool arousal contrasting with the hot warmth of Sasuke's skin and his complete body contact with Naruto's. Especially his lips on the younger Uchiha…Sasuke's soft soft lips, almost merging with his own, Naruto couldn’t stop suddenly moving them, capturing Sasuke's mouth in a soft almost non-existent kiss. He saw Sasuke's eyes widen a little and came to his senses. He squirmed back, which only made his back flush against the older Uchiha’s chest.

Sasuke suddenly felt something semi-hard against him and realised that Naruto was getting aroused. That titbit of information almost sent his control to hell, due to which Sasuke willed any bit of arousal away…but the fact remained; Naruto had actually kissed him. Complicating everything was the realisation that there was a naked Itachi on top of them.

Itachi, being a master at reading situations finally got to his feet and grabbed his towel, wrapping it around him deftly. Naruto also stood up, a bright blush flooding his features; luckily or rather unluckily he hadn’t seen anything. It didn’t matter since he’d felt enough to make him want to see. Sasuke nonchalantly brushed himself off before looking at his brother with a raised eyebrow and doing something to cover up just how flustered he was.

“While I’m pleased at your libido, Aniki, couldn’t you have waited for a more appropriate time to jump me? You got Naruto tangled up as well…” Sasuke ran a hand down Itachi's torso. His voice dropped to a husky tone. “Unless that’s what you were planning?”

Naruto almost choked at the insinuation Sasuke was making and began to think that he’d melt away into a big nose bleeding puddle, if he stood around much longer. He didn’t even hear Itachi's answer, since his brain had steamed itself out of his ears. Sasuke was now leaning into his brother unabashedly and the Uchiha boys all pale and dark and beautiful just made too pretty a picture for Naruto to be able to control his need to join them much longer.

“OK! So! Sasuke we’ll leave after lunch. I’m off to take a short nap…” He was gone in a minute.

“If he ran any faster, he’d be beating the Flash…” Sasuke informed his brother. He leaned up to kiss him hard and then broke away. Sometimes he wished they sound proofed the bathroom too, showering with Itachi was a novelty only to bed had when his parents were away on a trip.

Itachi smiled down at him, wondering if he should head to his own room, go have a good time with Sasuke or go after Naruto. He, like Sasuke, wasn’t completely aroused yet, they were much more experienced than the hapless blond after all. Mikoto sealed the deal for him by calling Sasuke away for some errand and leaving Itachi to go with last idea.

He did stop by his room to put on some clothes; a navy blue tank top and a pair of black gym shorts, before knocking on the blond’s door. Unlike Sasuke, he wasn’t big on teasing the blond by going in naked. He hadn’t factored the clothes making him look just as delectable anyway. He opened the door and went in after hearing a hesitant assent. Naruto was sitting at his computer; playing Mahjong Titans of all things…it was a bit tame for Naruto. “Are you okay?”

The boy also refused to look at him, seeming to be completely engrossed in clicking matching tiles, with a concentration that rivalled that of chess champions at an international tournament. He gave the computer screen a blinding smile which Itachi could just about catch from the blond’s profile. “Of course I’m ok! I’m great! I mean I know about you guys, so it was a little embarrassing, but I’m fine. I’m big boy…I can handle some embarrassment.”

Itachi raised his eyebrow. “Naruto-kun, you’re babbling.” This shut Naruto up right away. Itachi sighed and sat down at the edge of the bed. “So you don’t want to talk about it?”

Naruto shook his head emphatically. Itachi sighed and let himself lay down on the bed. “Okay…so what’s new with you? Have you heard from your father?”

Now Naruto turned around, glad to get off the awkward subject and paused a little. Itachi lying on his bed personified some of the more perverted fantasies he’d had about the man; with that sea of black hair and those deep black eyes. Belatedly he remembered that he was supposed to be answering the man. “No. I know it’s been two months, but dad gets so busy that he forgets…” the blue eyes traded relief and lust for sadness. “I understand, I mean, I tried calling him, but he was too busy to answer. God…I’m really selfish. He works so hard. For me. All my comforts have to come from somewhere right?”

Itachi rolled closer to the blond’s chair and reached out to place his hand on Naruto's leg. “No, you’re not selfish. Sometimes, parents don’t understand that more than comforts, their child might prefer their company. You need to tell your father that…someday, if you don’t want to right away. Think about it.”

Naruto nodded, acutely aware of Itachi's hand’s whereabouts. It wasn’t that weird rush and crazy sexual desire he felt whenever he made contact with Sasuke, but it was a really nice tingle that he could not ignore. He steered his mind back to the doleful conversation. “I do. But then he loves his work and he seems happy with it.” What he wasn’t admitting was how much he wished his father loved him more than his work.

Itachi ruminated for a little bit. “My father wasn’t such a great influence either. I mean, I’m his heir, so I do get to see him more than Sasuke does. Or my mother for that matter. The business is all that matters. You see, sometimes I think that’s why Sasuke and I actually got close and I’m not talking about physically. My father only deigns to give you importance if it has to do with business or the family name. Sasuke and mother do not figure in that equation right now. But I’m heading off track, what I’m trying to say is that I know what it’s like…how much pressure you’re under to make the best of it.”

Naruto suddenly felt the warm glow of acceptance and understanding. Somehow none of his friends or anyone understood where he was coming from. He smiled at Itachi. “Thanks.”

Itachi smiled back, before standing up and shaking out his still damp hair. “You can talk to me anytime, Naruto-kun.” He ruffled Naruto's hair, his hand sliding down Naruto's face when he moved to the door. “Oh and you should give Sasuke a chance too, sometime. He can be a very sweet kid.”

Once Itachi shut the door behind him, Naruto leaned back in his computer chair. Things were just getting too complicated.

Itachi. Naruto really liked the man. Not only was he beautiful, charismatic and understanding, he also had a huge package, if what he had felt was true. Itachi made him feel warm and happy and smile a lot. Naruto was very attracted to him. Not the crazy, fiery way in which he wanted Sasuke, but in a sweet and comfortable way. He’d hate not having Itachi in his life.

Sasuke. Now Sasuke was fire and lightning. Somehow everything about the boy made Naruto crazily angry and crazily content at the same time. He wanted Sasuke's to notice him, to accept him, to want him and everything. Even when he was ignoring Sasuke, knowing that the boy was in the same house was good enough. He fought that feeling though; he fought anything Sasuke because he could not let himself like the boy…

He was jealous of Itachi because Sasuke belonged to him and he was jealous of Sasuke for being with Itachi. They were sleeping with each other for god sakes. They did not need him thrown into the mix. Naruto closed his eyes reliving everything that had happened with them. But fuck, he wanted to be thrown in that mix…not with Sasuke…yeah right who am I kidding?

Sasuke was very manly. Though one would think that with eyes and hair like his, especially set in a face that sort of defined perfection, he would be very effeminate; he wasn’t. Naruto couldn’t help being acutely aware of that since Sasuke was currently shirtless perched on a short stepladder, hammering the two pieces of wood which formed the upper left hand corner of a stall. Naruto was holding the pieces up for him, which put him in an extremely good position to watch the toned muscles under the Uchiha's porcelain skin flex each time the boy swung the hammer. The Uchiha’s shorts hung slightly low, revealing the beginning of a faint happy trail which almost ricocheted Naruto back to the memory of Sasuke’s cock buried in Itachi's mouth. The light sheen of sweat did nothing to take away from the whole picture.

“Aaaaargh!” The short scream yanked him unceremoniously from his thoughts.

Naruto looked up in concern. “Are you alright, teme?” the nickname just flowed out of his mouth.

Sasuke’d gritted his teeth, as his lightly rubbed his left thumb with the other fingers. “Hit my thumb.” His voice came out a bit strained. “Not too hard, so it’s fine…it just hurts like the devil.”

“Come down here…” Naruto waited for the other boy to get down, before grabbing his wrist and dragging him to the mini fridge, set up at one end of the street. Apparently this type of injury was quite common since the fridge was filled with many ice packs among the drinks. They both ignored the electricity that jolted through their skin where they touched. Naruto slapped the ice pack onto his thumb and held it there a little firmly. “How did you manage this? I thought you were the epitome of perfection, concentration and synchronisation?”

Sasuke glared at the blond. Like he was going to tell the boy that he’d actually got a little lost in the thought of that kiss today and what he could have done to the blond after that. It didn’t help that Naruto, also shirtless, looked like some Adonis from Greek legends. All tanned and lithe, with pretty well toned muscles. Those amazing blue eyes contrasting with impossibly blond hair, making Sasuke think all sorts of things. Stupid fucking kiss…Sasuke had thoroughly managed to block most of these thoughts until this morning.

He just scowled. “I’m human…”

“Oh good,” drawled Naruto. “Sometimes it seems like you’re one of those androids, you know the ones with a big stick up their ass…”

Sasuke rolled his eyes. “You can be so lame sometimes. Anyway, I feel better now; let’s get back to work; I want to finish it before we head home.”

Naruto nodded. They trudged back to the stall and traded places. After that things moved a lot more smoothly. They put away their tools and started walking up to their fellow students. Sasuke'd slung his shirt onto his shoulder, rather than wearing it again. He could feel the blond’s eye on him now and again, it made him very satisfied, that he had the power to distract the blond.

“So who are you going with to the Festival?”

Sasuke glanced at the blond and shrugged. “Too many to choose from. I was actually thinking I’ll just skip the date part and turn up with Itachi…what about you?”

Naruto kicked a pebble. “Skip the ‘date part’ huh?” he scoffed, earning a glare from the Uchiha. “I’m not sure. Neji is going with TenTen, Gaara suddenly decided not to come; I think Kiba wants to bring Hinata. I can’t seem to find someone who wants to go with me…you know, not Uzumaki Minato’s Son…just me…crap…why am I telling you this?”

Sasuke didn’t have an answer to that. They walked in an awkward silence now, Naruto annoyed at having his mouth run away with him, to Uchiha Sasuke of all people and Sasuke wondering why he felt bad for the blond. Just before they reached the loud babbling crowd, Sasuke turned to Naruto, looking a bit serious. “Do you…would you like to come with us?”

Naruto looked up a little startled. “What? With you and Itachi?” The unspoken ‘Why?’ hung in the air with the force of an actual scream.

Sasuke looked away, seeming slightly embarrassed. “Well, you wanted to go with people who wanted to hang with you per se, Itachi knows and likes you. As for me, we seem to be getting along quite well, don’t you think? It’s just us hanging out. Not a date or something…”

Naruto looked at him wonderingly for a moment. It seemed Itachi was right. Sasuke could be sweet sometimes. He nodded; suddenly feel the strains of embarrassment too. “Uh…sure. Why not? Um…Thanks…”

The last word had a sudden effect on the Uchiha, making him blush right across his nose. He nodded quickly and joined the throng of classmates, thankfully disappearing into the crush of people. He had no idea why he had done what he had, but Naruto's grateful smile kind made it better.

Naruto cursed. His class had been called into school that morning. The festival was three days away and Sasuke had been running around for the student council like a chicken with his head off. Naruto’s car had had a flat tire that morning, so he’d had to come in to school with Sasuke-teme. But Sasuke had had to leave early, so Naruto who had been in charge of brainstorming with a group of kids he didn’t really know, for their school stall at the festival had been left behind with no way to get home. He also had only his card and no hard money, it was a well known fact that none of the public transport allowed cards and the nearest ATM was thirty minute walk, since people usually drove to the middle of nowhere school. After randomly scrolling through his phone a few times and huffing a little, the blond had finally decided to call Itachi to rescue him. The older man had come to his rescue countless number of times, which was why Naruto had been hesitating in the first place. Sometimes it seemed like he depended on the older Uchiha too much.

He sat down on the bench by the front of the school and threw back his head, absorbing the sun’s rays filtering down through the wide, leafy branches of the tree behind him. Sometimes he felt like a sunflower, his cousin Ino had called him that once. He felt happier when the sun was shining and everything looked happy…he pondered on that for a moment, maybe he had seasonal depressive disorder? He sighed. His dad was like that too, moping around like an angry bear that had mood swings all winter and being all sweet and hyper in the summer.

Naruto pulled out his phone and fiddled it with it. It looked like it would take Itachi some time to get there. He dialled the number and waited for the other end to be picked up. He crossed his fingers behind his back, hoping that it would be picked up. Finally just as he was about to give up, it was picked up.

“Hello?”

“Dad!” Naruto smiled. “How are you? How are things going?”

He could hear a flurry of activity on the other side. Minato cleared his throat. “It’s going really well, kiddo. I’m ultra-busy at the moment though. Was it something important?”

“Well…it’s just, you haven’t called in two months, I was just wondering how you were, you know…I missed you.”

“Ah…I missed you too, son. I’m sorry. You know how it is here, just another four months and things should be better.” Minato broke off to talk to someone and then returned. “I hope you’re okay? Are the Uchiha kids treating you alright?”

Naruto confirmed that they were. After sparing his son one or two more sentences, Minato declared that he had to go. Naruto shoved the phone back into his pocket, going back to absorbing sunlight. He wished his dad had more time for him, that they could do more fun, father-son stuff together.

A horn sounded and he looked up to see Itachi in his red Jaguar XKR-S. Naruto got to his feet and smiled. He ran up to the car and jumped into the passenger side and threw his back onto the back seat. “Hey, how was your day?”

Itachi gave him a short smile as he pulled away from the curb. “Pretty busy. I am forever grateful for your rescue call, since I thought I might doze off while Hanataro-san was talking.”

Naruto shook his head. “I’m always disturbing you. You could have told me you were in a meeting, ne?”

Itachi glanced at him, before getting his eyes back on the road. “Look, Naruto-kun, I’ve explained this to you before, I have no problems with you calling me away from work. It’s just work! I always make it a point to finish meetings or reschedule them before I leave, so it’s no hassle. Unlike our fathers, for me, family comes first.”

Naruto who was looking out of the window all this while, suddenly turned around. He fixed Itachi with a questioning gaze. “Family?”

Itachi gave him another easy smile. “Yes family. You forget that you’re staying with us now. You’re a nice, sweet guy who really helps out around the house and is there for my mother as well as for me and Sasuke. I do consider you family and well, it would be an honour if you’d someday consider us the same.”

Naruto was left speechless. Itachi considered him family? Though it was true, that Itachi had been there for Naruto more in the last two months than his father had been since he’d turned sixteen. For minute his mind inched towards the inevitable gutter; if Itachi considered him family was there a chance that he might look at him the same way he looked at Sasuke? He mentally booted his lecherous mind out of that stream of thought, and settled down to just feel happy.

“I don’t know what to say…”

Itachi shrugged. “Then don’t say anything. Anyway, I’m abducting you to go on a shopping spree.” He caught the look on Naruto's face and graced the boy with a face of his own. “I need to collect our yukatas for the festival; mom ordered one for you too. Then I need to pick something up for brother dearest, whose birthday is two days after the festival. So I hope you don’t mind, but I will be taking a while.”

“The teme’s birthday?”

Itachi nodded. “My baby brother’s turning eighteen. It makes me feel old. I still remember Sasuke in diapers, biting Hyuuga Neji’s nose…”

Naruto let out a sudden guffaw. “He bit Neji’s nose??!??”

Itachi chuckled in his deep, slightly rough voice very different from Sasuke's deep and chocolaty one. “Well, I was six and Sasuke was one. Hyuuga Yuiko, Neji’s parents were still alive back then, had brought Neji for a play date. You know how well they get along now, right? Well it wasn’t much different back then. Neji had started playing with Mr. Bluebell, Sasuke's cat plushie; I think Sasuke still cuddles it sometimes and so Sasuke lost his little temper. He crawled all the way up to Neji and tried to get it back, when he failed he lunged forward and bit Neji’s nose quite hard. Luckily it didn’t scar.”

Naruto laughed for quite a while after that. “Thanks for the ammunition, Itachi! I can get anything I want out of Neji now…maybe Sasuke too.”

They collected the yukatas, Itachi explaining that his mom liked to give them a few chores now and then, so they didn’t always rely on the help. Then he’d headed to a high street mall. Itachi had looked around a little, before declaring that he wanted to get Sasuke two gifts and headed to the jewellery store first. Naruto cried off, saying he wanted to look around by himself for a while.

He wandered around, wondering what he could get for the teme. Not that he liked Sasuke, mind you, but the boy had been quite ok recently and he had been nice asking Naruto to the festival. Also Naruto lived in their house, he needed to get something. He looked around, wandering aimlessly through the numerous corridors of the mall. This particular mall was also known as Hachibi or Eight Tails because of the eight octopus-like corridors the architect had built. In an hour, God knew what was taking Itachi this long, Naruto had traversed about five of the eight corridors and still not found anything. Then he suddenly spotted an interesting stall. Walking up to it, he realised it was a metal work stall. The girl behind it was sort of pretty too, with short white hair and pretty blue eyes, she looked about his age.

Naruto paused at the counter to look at a few objects. There were candle stands, frames, a few small unique pieces of jewellery, some abstract art, etc all done in the ancient Konohan style. They made it seem like Naruto had gone back in time. Most of them were wrought in bronze, copper and iron…what what drew Naruto was the beautiful silver work. Naruto picked up one of the objects and looked at it curiously, it looked very familiar.

The girl smiled. “Hello. That’s a really nice piece you’ve picked up there. It’s done in the style of the ancient Uchiha clans.” She pointed to one part of the design. “This is part of their ancient scroll work…apparently the pupils in their eyes turned into this design when they attacked people, the other part here, was their clan symbol. It’s colourless here, but it used to be red and white before. Both the symbols are worked into the basic leaf symbol; you know that the Uchiha’s played a large role in protecting Konoha back then. Well, before they got massacred and the lone survivor tried to destroy the village before the Namikaze clan stopped them.”

Naruto nodded, he knew the story. After all, he was a direct descendant of the Namikaze clan, though his father made him keep that part of his name secret. The name was much too famous and caused more problems than it was worth. Too many fan girls, too many attempts at abductions as well as robberies by thieves trying to find the Namikaze treasure. Naruto's great-grandfather, had forced Minato’s father to take his wife’s name, so that the family was forever cut off from anything Namikaze, and the problems that came with it. So now according to everyone else, the Namikaze name was just legend.

Wondering at his luck, he fiddled with it and found a catch. Opening it, he realised this would be a perfect gift. It would suit Sasuke's sense of pride too. He bought it and had it wrapped carefully. He guessed it would be just as much of a surprise for Itachi as it was for Sasuke. He paid the girl and then fished around for his cell phone in his pocket again, he had a feeling he’d lost Itachi. He was right, his cell phone which had been on silent had some ten missed calls. Sighing, he dialled Itachi's number.

“Itachi? Sorry, I got kind of carried away. Where are you?”

Naruto hung up and hurried back to the food court in the first arm of the mall. Itachi sat at the small patisserie, a large cup of coffee in front of him and a few shopping bags next to him. He looked up at Naruto with his lips pursed and eyebrows raised.

“You know, when I thought to take you shopping with me, it did not occur to me to pick up a leash. I thought, the boy’s a responsible seventeen year old and won’t get lost. Even if he does, he has a phone…” Itachi shook his head. “I’ve been around you and Sasuke long enough, I should have realised that anything is possible.”

Naruto rubbed his head sheepishly, before pulling up one of the soft leather chairs and sinking into it. “Maa…sorry. I was just browsing and got really caught up in it. This is one of the most interesting malls in Konoha after all. So what did you get him?”

Itachi just shrugged and sipped his coffee. “You’ll just have to find out later, won’t you, Naruto-kun?”

Naruto frowned, the crease on his forehead making him look a bit older than normal. “You said I was family…” He looked at Itachi nod and then licked his lips before continuing. “Then, don’t you think you should just call me Naruto? I mean I get the honorific and all, but sometimes it’s really formal…I would like it if you weren’t formal…”

Naruto would never forget how Itachi smiled then. His dark eyes lighting up with warmth, his lips curving into a beautiful, wide smile, Itachi's face almost glowed with it. “Well, I’m glad to hear that you feel that way, Naruto-ku…Naruto. I was thinking of giving you this later, but I guess you can have it now as a ‘Welcome to the Family’ gift.” He rummaged in one of the bags and then held it out.

Naruto's eyes got really wide. Itachi was holding out a collector’s edition of Naruto's favourite and really old series ‘Macross: Robotech.’ Naruto had been searching for years for this particular series but somehow it had always slipped out of his grasp. It meant so much to him, since it was what he and his dad had watched together when he was little, during one of the rare times that they had spent together. It symbolized the fact that once upon a time, his father had loved him more than his work.

He took it from Itachi very reverently and stared at the man struck speechless once again in just one evening. No…not speechless, the emotion Naruto was feeling, blocked any way to say anything around the lump that had wedged itself in his throat.

Itachi caught his eyes and then looked away from the amount of emotion brimming in them. For once he felt a little embarrassed and had no idea what to do with himself. The blond looked positively beautiful, so alive with all that emotion contained; it was like looking at a Swarovski crystal in the light. He sipped his coffee and very interestedly looked at the menu once more, perusing it with a concentration to rival a Zen monk’s during meditation.

A while passed, Naruto trailing his fingers over the DVDs like they were some ancient gold relics from Atlantis or something that Itachi had given him. Once he’d gotten his feelings under control, he looked at the Uchiha, who was still pretending to read the menu. “How did you know?”

Itachi looked up and seemed sort of satisfied that the blond wasn’t giving off the ‘diamond’ vibes, so he actually managed to reply with eye contact. “Well, you mentioned it once, around the beginning of your stay with us. You said it was really important and that you’d been looking for it for ages. I went in to the store to see if they had something for Sasuke, when I saw it. You’d also mentioned that you seemed to always miss it, when it was out. So I just thought it would make a nice present.”

Naruto smiled at him, again glowing with good will, happiness and sunshine. Itachi was a little surprised that he hadn’t been blinded by the radiance. The blond jumped up, to get around the table and hug Itachi hard. “Thank you…”

They both hadn’t counted on what the close contact would be like. Itachi smelt of light musk cologne and spice. His hair which brushed against Naruto's face was soft and the skin of his neck against Naruto's cheek smooth; it all made Naruto want to hold on for much longer, move his mouth to languidly outline that neck, slowly run his fingers through that hair and mould his body against the older man’s.

For Itachi on the other hand, this bundle of warmth was completely different from Sasuke. Naruto always made Itachi think of warm and happy days, holding the boy just made Itachi want to wipe the sadder parts of Naruto away. He wanted to take the boy, nice and slow, make him feel, make him forget and tell him things would be okay. Naruto, to Itachi, meant understanding. Itachi suddenly wished Naruto and Sasuke got along more…it seemed like Naruto might actually be the key component to make him and Sasuke complete…maybe even to make him and Sasuke move on.

Naruto moved away, suddenly. The few seconds of the hug felt like aeons. He stumbled over the chair behind him and caught the table to steady himself. Looking at Itachi's face, he realised that he may not be the only one, feeling this weird comfort/affection/lust. They looked at each other for a minute, Naruto feeling uneasy, like he might be betraying Sasuke, though he did feel comfortable at the same time. The warring feelings were searing through him, adding to the confusion he felt like tributaries joining a roiling river.

He let out a deep rush of air, not even realising that he had been holding it all in. Turning around he busied himself in putting the gift into his bag, carefully. Carefully and quietly, so that he could use the time to collect his thoughts.

Itachi on the other hand gathered up his plate, though he was in an expensive café and took it to the counter himself. He even opted to pay at the counter, confusing the girl behind it, who couldn’t help but wonder what had the handsome business man in such a tizzle.

The time apart, though it was just five minutes, helped the boys collect themselves enough, so that when they started the walk back to the car, conversation flowed smoothly. At one point, Naruto wondered how he could have possibly thought it could be awkward with Itachi. They talked about anything and everything under the sun. They discussed what yukatas Mikoto might have chosen for them, as they hadn’t checked the sealed and ready parcels they’d picked up. Itachi assured Naruto that Mikoto was like an oracle when it came to sizes, she knew exactly what size a person was. By the time they got home, their auras were back to normal, perfectly in tandem with each other, with no trace of the earlier awkwardness.

No trace at all…except in their heads.

It was a nice breezy evening with sunny intervals; the air was a little cold, signalling the arrival of one of Konoha’s sudden pre-monsoon summer storms. The store fronts were shining with warm welcoming interiors, unlit coloured lanterns lined the streets awaiting the festival and people huddled together on the blue grey streets, walking closer for warmth. In the midst of the crowd, were Sasuke and Naruto out again on another errand for Mikoto. Though Itachi and Naruto had picked up the yukatas for Mikoto yesterday, once they got the packages home, they realised that they’d forgotten to pick up the package that contained their tabi socks and sandals. So here Naruto was, accompanying the other brother shopping, all in the space of twenty four hours. Mikoto had also asked them to go to the Suna speciality grocery store that was one train stop away from Hachibi mall, at Konoha Lakefront.

Konoha Lakefront, as the name stated was the part of Konoha built directly beside one of Fire Country’s Great lakes. The country had two great lakes and the one at Konoha was simply beautiful. No one built houses near the lake. One bank was completely commercial and purely for tourism and recreational purposes. The rest of the lake was left wild, for hikes, walks, bicycling, etc. The commercial part of it had been built in the Old Konohan style and lent the area a sort of quaintness usually hard to find in cities as huge as Konoha.

The boys had already picked up the package and were now heading towards the Suna speciality store, which as luck would have it, was at the farthest corner of the place. Sasuke had refused to bring his car here, since it was an extremely crowded spot where precedence was given to pedestrians and motorists had to wait hours before they actually found a parking spot or got out of a traffic jam. Besides, the train station was already on the Lakefront and it let them off right next to Hachibi on the way back.

“I heard your father’s coming home at the end of the month.” Naruto shoved his hands into his pockets and stared at the ground to avoid looking at the boy walking beside him. Sasuke looked very delectable today; he was wearing a sleeveless black high collared shirt and light grey jeans, the outfit made his toned body stand out quite starkly and the toned muscles of his bare arms were very distracting. For some reason, Sasuke also sported a single ruby earring in his ear, which glinted deeply when hit by light. So Naruto had to come up with some topic to distract himself. It already irked that they’d had very little conversation and too much staring in the last hour.

Sasuke's head gave a little jerk, which was summarily controlled and the boy’s head swivelled to look at Naruto, a black eye appraising him. Finally Sasuke deigned to answer. “Yes.”

Naruto took in all the signs of the boy not wanting to discuss the subject, but forged on anyway. In some ways Naruto resembled a bull, he just shoved forward when he wanted something, with the required determination to get it. A quality that Sasuke both admired and detested. “What is he like?”

Luckily for Sasuke, they’d reached the store, which rescued him from the need to answer. He walked in and handed the list over to the girl behind the counter. He looked away when she recognised him.

Gaara’s sister just smiled at him, her eyes showing him an understanding that made him wonder if she even knew why he and Gaara had broken up. “I’ll get what you need right away, Sasuke-kun. How are you?”

“I’m good.” Sasuke hoped his clipped tone would convince her that he wasn’t in the mood to talk.

“Ok, I’ll take a while. Would you two like to wait outside by the lake, instead of this stuffy place? I’ll bring the bags out to you.” Temari watched them nod and disappeared into a door at the back.

The boys trudged outside and headed to the railing that overlooked the lake. The wind had picked up furiously, though it was ridiculously warm for a storm. It caressed their clothes for a few minutes before suddenly increasing in its fury and tearing at them. Sasuke sighed and turned fully into it. He loved the wind, he just loved how beautiful and powerful it could be. He relaxed and let it tug at him and swirl around him. Opening one eye, he saw Naruto doing the same thing and turned to watch, without knowing why he was interested. The whole evening had been feeling chemically charged, with Sasuke feeling jolts every time they so much as brushed against each other.

Naruto had stepped up onto the bottom of the rail, his hands holding the top of it, his body bent backwards, the wind rifling through his messy gold locks, his eyes closed and his lips turned up in just a hint of a smile. His red hoodie’s zipper was slightly open, revealing a nice expanse of tanned, smooth chest and his black jeans hugged his lower body so tight, they could have been spandex. Sasuke tilted his head to one side as one particularly hard gust of wind almost tugged the hoodie off the blond.

Naruto let out a sudden laugh and let go of the rail to clutch at his hoodie. His eyes met Sasuke's, mid-laugh and he froze, lips still half open in a smile. The black eyes raked over him, igniting tiny bursts of sensation in each spot they passed over. Naruto felt his breath sucked away, felt like he was drowning in liquid black, something tugging at him, making him want to connect with this man somehow.

Sasuke fought it. He fought the urge to just ram the Uzumaki against something and have his way with him, but he knew it wouldn’t be enough. That was what kept him fighting. If he gave in, then he knew with every single cell of his being that he would crave Naruto. Not just physically, but with a mental and emotional craving so strong, he would be swept away by it.

“Here you go, boys!”

Never were two people in history gladder to be interrupted. It was like the strings of a marionette had been cut, they both sagged a little. Naruto ran up to the blond girl, panting like he’d run a race. He took the packages from her and thanked her, a great big grin on his face, relief swimming in his expressive eyes. By the time he turned towards Sasuke, the older boy’s mask was firmly back in place.

Sasuke sauntered up to the two blonds and grabbed one of the bags from Naruto. He thanked Temari, keeping the conversation short before walking off towards the station. It was a bit of a hassle that the station was a full ten minutes from Temari’s store. They had all that way to go with things feeling all awkward. Sasuke fought the urge to run all the way to the station and hopefully leave Naruto behind.

The blond fell into pace beside him, hands once more shoved into his pockets and gaze steadfastly on the ground below. Similarly Sasuke kept his gaze ahead, with the stiffness of a robot. When the wind really picked up, they both gave in and looked up at the sky. Gone were the small intervals of sunshine, all that was left now was the roiling, crazy mass of dark thunder clouds and the billowing gusts of wind. They’d been so lost in their thoughts that they hadn’t even noticed that most of the stores had closed, quite hastily evidenced by the crooked locks and half down shutters. The few shops that were open were crowded with people trying to get out of the rain.

Fat little drops of water started to thwap the ground around them, randomly hitting their shoulder or their arm. Sasuke cursed and grabbed Naruto's arm, yanking them towards a nearby alley. It had a grill roof, but it was better than standing outside with no shelter at all. The alley was flanked by red brick stores on either side, a small metal box on its side, which would hold the groceries nicely without getting them wet since most stuff from Suna was in the form of powders, therefore it could washed away; and though the rain made its way through, a lot of it hit the slats before trickling down. So the road to sopping wetness would take little more time.

Naruto entered the alley first, catching on right away and stowing the bags in the metal box. Then he turned to see Sasuke leaning against one of the walls, looking outside. The raven had one leg stretched out and the other curled with the foot against the wall. He looked exasperated at the fact that the showers of heaven had actually managed to catch him, Uchiha Sasuke unawares.

So Naruto being the tactful person he was, told him so. He earned a trademark death glare and snort for his troubles. Then Naruto opted to stand opposite the Uchiha at the mouth of the alley, his arms folded, back resting against the wall. After a few moments of just watching the rain, Naruto remembered the earlier unanswered question. Well, it would alleviate the boredom right?

“What is he like?”

“Hn?”

Naruto shook his head, showering them both with more droplets of water. The storm was really bad, so they were already mostly wet. The blond found himself trailing the water smoothly sliding down Uchiha’s neck, before he cleared his throat. “Your father. What is he like?”

The question did successfully distract Sasuke from his assessment of the very wet and sexy chest in front of him. Sasuke's eyes narrowed in a glare, before it gave way to a more thoughtful look. He wondered what to say, how to say whatever he wanted to say and how he could make sense. “He’s powerful. He’s one of the most famous business men in the country. He’s powerful, charming and persuasive. When he’s none of those things, he’s intimidating…”

Naruto watched the Uchiha carefully. All of what he had said was so careful and so proper. But it was all about Uchiha Fugaku, businessman. Sasuke hadn’t described or said anything about Uchiha Fugaku, father. When Sasuke looked up at him, Naruto said nothing. He wanted to know more, he wanted to ask why Sasuke looked so sad when talking about his father or whether Sasuke spent any time with his father; but he didn’t. Somehow, he just wanted Sasuke to tell him if he wanted to. So he was surprised when Sasuke looked away and continued.

“My father…I…don’t know him very well.” Sasuke hesitated once more, but for some Godforsaken reason, his mouth kept moving and pouring out more to this blond. “I’m the second son. I’m not like the heir to the company or anything, though I might become part owner. My father really is strong, powerful, charming and intimidating, but that’s all that I know about him. We only spend time together on family trips, but then he just locks himself up in the study with Itachi and leaves me to spend time with mom.

“He loves to have a good family image. He places importance on conduct and the Uchiha name.” Suddenly Sasuke's voice got louder and angrier. “He doesn’t see me! He doesn’t. Not even as a substitute in case something goes wrong with Itachi! Even Itachi, all Itachi is to him is a successor. He doesn’t even see Itachi beyond that.” He punched the wall. “You want to know what my father is like? They tell me he spent time with me when I was little, they tell me he loved me and Itachi a lot when we were younger, I’ve heard that he’s kind, caring and nice when he wants to be. They’ve all told me so many things.”

Sasuke let himself sag against his forearms which were flush against the wall. “You want to know what my father is like?” His voice dropped now. “I do too….”

Then there were arms around him, a face pressed against his back as he was hugged tightly. Naruto was hugging him, his rough caramel voice apologizing, say he was sorry he’d asked. How he was sorry that Sasuke's dad could be such an ass. Saying so many things, but suddenly all Sasuke could process was fire. Fire leaping around him wherever they touched, fire threatening to consume him, push him over the edge, and engulf him. So, Sasuke, tired of fighting, gave in.

Suddenly Naruto felt himself slammed roughly against the brick wall. He hadn’t even known Sasuke could move that fast. The dark haired boy’s body was draped against his, his legs between Naruto's own, both of them fitting each other like it like the two right pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. Then Sasuke's dark abyss eyes snagged his, tugged at him, drew him in closer and closer. Both the boy’s were panting harshly like they’d been running for miles.

Sasuke's mouth closed over his. It felt like an explosion had gone off in both of them. Sasuke's mouth slanted against his over and over, his lips moving to capture Naruto's and slide over them harshly; possessively. Their tongues tangled and plundering each other’s mouth with a ferocity they hadn’t even known before. Sasuke nibbled Naruto's bottom lip, while the blond nipped against his own. Again and again, their lips met, meshed and parted, hastily drawn breaths and short pants colouring the air around them. Sasuke groaned and lifted Naruto up, wrapping the blond’s legs around himself. His brain was turning to mush; he ran his hands up and down Naruto's chest snagging on the nipples, exposed by the hoodie that was sliding off him to his arms. Naruto tangled his hands in the Sasuke's wet hair, moving his mouth away to slide it against the pale wet column of his partner’s neck, before sliding them back up to those beautiful light pink lips. They couldn’t stop so they let themselves drown, blond against black, black against blue as they gave in to the torrent of emotions they were feeling.

SLAM!

The boys jumped apart in shock. After a few minutes of dazedly trying to get their bearings, they realised that it was the sound of a shutter being opened and slamming into its grooves. The storm had blown over while they’d been lost.

Both the boy looked at each other, refusing to admit that anything had happened, fear lining both their eyes. Then Sasuke had picked up, the grocery bags and walked out. Naruto followed.

A/N: I kind sagged after writing the last scene. The tension I felt while writing it was unbearable! I need a boyfriend or a boy toy! But maybe not because my scenes may not be as charged then.

IMPORTANT: This story is going to be all threesome in the middle but can end in two ways:
1. It can end a threesome, with all three happily but awkwardly being together.
2. It can end with Sasuke with Naruto and Itachi with a good cannon yaoi pairing again everyone happy.
The reason I’m asking, is because to tell you the truth I have no control over where this story is going with regard to Sasuke and Naruto, since I wasn’t planning for them to feel this explosive. So now is the time for me to insert important plot points into the next chapters if this has to have any semblance of a good ending. So please choose one option.

The last scene was inspired by picture on Deviantart called SasuNaru_BL by Eternal.S. I love that! It’s by favourite picture by far.

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