Fa�ade | By : Luma Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1014 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Well that was annoying. o_O Apparently doing >< before the end paragraph tag fucks it up. xD
Please note: The first several chapters will probably move pretty fast. A lot will happen and a lot will change in a very short amount of time. I'm doing this on purpose so don't bother bitching at me about how you don't like that it's moving so fast and everything is changing just like -snaps her fingers- that. I don't give a fuck.
Please also note: I hate fanfiction. net because it forced me to do all the code by hand so it would look ok. So if something happens I blame ff. Dx -Stabs ff- It like... squished the story together into a massive wall of text. Like wtf dude.
Title: Façade
Author: Dying Dreams
Fandom: Naruto
Feedback: Feedback is always welcome!
Dream: I swear I'm having so much fucking fun screwing with Sasuke's personality. o_O
Sasuke: I despise you.
Dream: I love you to.
Sasuke: Bitch.
Itachi: Ototo shut up.
Sasuke: Fuck you. You're not the one she's fucking with.
Itachi: She likes me more.
Dream & Naruto: -Eating popcorn as they watch the brothers-
Sasuke: That's not the point! She's making me look weak!
Itachi: Grow up Sasuke. Seriously. You're starting to annoy me.
Sasuke: I hate you too. -Storms off once again-
Dream: This just gets more and more entertaining as it goes on.
Itachi: When are you going to stop?
Dream: I ono. Chapter 6?
Itachi: -Sighs- Whatever. Warnings and disclaimer.
Naruto: -Goes after Sasuke-
Dream: Oh yeah, don't complain about how I use a certain thing. o.O I felt like it so fuck you. Oh, and my beta approved of all of this so whatever man. xP
Jadejj: n-n You all get updates like every 8 days or so. x3 That soon enough for ya? xD Seeing as how my other two stories are like... updated whenever the hell I feel like updating them.
lexjamandme: Mhmm. She's got loads of secrets. x3 Mm I do believe you get to learn a couple things about her this chapter. -nods-
XZanayu: Mm yes yes good indeed. Well here's your update. xD Enjoy.
Warnings: Yay for uncontrollable clinging! =D It's all in good fun. Yeah there's not much you need to be warned about. xD
Disclaimer: I secretly obtained the rights to Itachi. Kishimoto-san still hasn't found out about it so don't tell kay? I don't want to die just yet.
Itachi sighed heavily as he stepped out of Tsunade's office. She had asked him about things he already knew, and what a day this was turning out to. When Sakaye had announced she was going to Russia for a few months, he had figured someone was dieing, most likely her grandmother. He was saddened by it, but not as much as Sakaye or Sasuke. He'd loved the old woman yes, but only so much.
He lifted his head and looked at Sasuke, still sitting in the hard plastic chair with a pair of arms wrapped tightly around him. He looked behind him and Tsunade nodded. He sighed again as he moved forward, kneeling in front of his brother on the tiled floor.
“Sasuke?” he said quietly. “Come on Sasuke. Let's go home.”
The only movement that came from the boy was when he suddenly pulled away from the blond and launched himself at his brother, burying his face in his chest. Itachi sighed and wrapped his arms around his little brother, trying to comfort him in some way. He could feel Sasuke's body shaking with silent sobs.
Slowly he rose to his feet, pulling the younger Uchiha with him. “Get his things for me?” he asked, slowly leading the teen to the door Iruka was holding open for them.
“Naruto,” Tsunade said when the two were out, Kiba having gone with them holding Sasuke's bag.
“Yeah, baa-chan?”
“Go with him.”
“Huh? Why?”
“Itachi can't stay home, and he doesn't want Sasuke to be alone. You'll be excused from all of your classes. Get your things and meet me int the parking lot. Itachi already agreed to let you go with them.”
Naruto nodded and left the room, heading back to Sarutobi-sensei's classroom to grab his things.
Tsunade left the office, heading outside to the parking lot to speak with Itachi once more before he left. The things they had talked about were still buzzing around in her mind.
She found Kiba standing outside the black car, watching Itachi coax his brother to get into the backseat without him. It seemed to be a rather painful process as the black haired youth had rather firmly latched onto his brother and was refusing to let go.
“Thank you, Inuzuka. Please return to class.”
“Huh? You sure.”
“Positive. Naruto is going to go with them. Itachi doesn't want to leave his brother alone. He has to go back to school. He can't afford to miss his classes.”
“So not fair,” Kiba grumbled, handing the blonde woman Sasuke's backpack as Itachi had yet to take it.
Tsunade smiled as she watched the brunet walk back towards the main building.
“Damn it,” Itachi swore. “Come on Sasuke. Please just get in.”
Sasuke's response was simply to cling tighter, if it was even possible anyways, to his older brother. He didn't want to lost him too.
Tsunade's head turned as she heard the panting blond come up to her.
“Looks like fun,” he said, grinning at her.
Tsunade rolled her eyes and took the blond's backpack. “Go help him will you?”
Naruto nodded and approached the two, touching Itachi's shoulder to alert him that he was there. Itachi lifted his head and stared at him for a moment, stopping in trying to get Sasuke into the damn car. The somehow managed to switch places so instead of Itachi he was clinging to, it was Naruto. How they managed, no one can really say. Sasuke had seemed to have a death grip on Itachi and hadn't looked even remotely close to letting go. So far Sasuke hadn't noticed the transition, only know that whoever was holding him wasn't trying to get away from him anymore.
Naruto shrugged and smiled softly and the relieved elder Uchiha brother as he managed to get into the car, pulling Sasuke in with him; Itachi closing the door when they were safely inside. Tsunade sighed and followed Itachi to the trunk as he popped it open, lifting it so she could put the two backpacks inside with his own.
“I'll never know how he does it,” Itachi said.
“What do you mean?”
“That Naruto kid. I seriously would have thought Sasuke would realize it wasn't mean and shove him away. He's never even tried to get close to anyone after it happened. It's strange, but welcoming. As long as that kid is trustworthy, I don't think I'll mind him being around Sasuke. Might be good for him.”
Tsunade smiled. “I assure you that Naruto is very trustworthy. Almost everyone his age likes him, and a lot of the upperclassmen like him as well. He's hard to hate. Just like his father.”
Itachi nodded. “Well I'll trust you then,” he said. “If she didn't trust you, then neither would I. Maybe coming back here was for the best.”
“Maybe,” Tsunade said. “He may eventually move past that event and move on with his life. We can hope he will anyways. I want to see that kid get better. Sakaye used to always talk about the two of you. She even said she was there when you were born, and you were the most adorable baby she'd ever seen.”
Itachi laughed. “She would say that,” he replied. “I've known her my entire life. I don't know what I'd do without her.”
Tsunade looked at him and smiled. “Something about you Uchiha's clearly attracts her.”
Itachi shrugged. “Before her family died, they were wonderful people. My parents were lucky to have been friends with them.”
“I know what you mean. Her mother was the seriously the sweetest person I had ever meant.”
“She was,” Itachi said, nodding. “It's a shame they had to die like they did. Same way my parents died.”
Tsunade nodded sadly. “I remember that day all to well. Found her in tears standing over the body of the man that had done it. She'd gotten home and called out to her parents. She'd known they would both be home, and when they didn't respond she'd gone to their room. She went into a rage and grabbed something, I forget what it was, and attacked the guy. She came so close to killing him. Judge ruled it self defense, and the guy got life with no chance of parole. Sakaye wanted him executed.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. The day they died... it was her birthday. Just turned sixteen and she comes home to find her parents dead. There was supposed to be a huge sweet sixteen party for her.”
“I remember that,” Itachi said. “My mother had told me she'd invited us to the party.
Tsunade nodded. “A lot of their business partner were supposed to attend as well. Most of them had kids her age and they were all pretty good friends. Even her friends from school were supposed to have gone.”
“I barely remember it, but those next several days were horrible,” Itachi said thoughtfully. “My mother had brought her to our house and she'd refused to leave the room they'd given her. She barely ate and she didn't talk to anyone. I had a hard time getting into her room, but I did find a way.”
“Yeah?”
“I was worried. I wanted to see if she was alright. There was a lock on the door and she had the only key. I'd tried doing that thing with the credit card, didn't work. Next I tried to pick the lock. That still didn't work. I tried several other things I barely remember, but what I do remember well is the last thing. I sat outside her door crying and saying she didn't love me anymore. She opened the door in a heartbeat and pulled me in.”
Tsunade laughed, and Itachi chuckled. “Always knew she had a soft spot for you,” she said, still laughing.
Itachi shrugged. “I am grateful it was her we got to live with when my parents died. Anyone else and Sasuke would be a lot worse than he is now probably.”
Tsunade nodded. “You're both lucky though it was her and no one else. If it wasn't for her, the two of you wouldn't be alive. You know that.”
“Unfortunately I do,” Itachi muttered. “But why did she hide it from me?”
“Because as a member of ANBU, she cannot reveal anything relating to it to you. If certain people knew who you were living with, you'd be a target in no time, not that you aren't already, but an easier one than you are now. She won't ever risk your lives for anything. You're to important to her.”
Itachi nodded and moved around to the driver's side of the car. “I know,” he said quietly, opening the door. “You won't tell her I know will you?”
Tsunade smiled and shook her head. “You think I have a death wish?”
Itachi grinned and shrugged. “See ya,” he said, sliding into the seat and closing the door.
-
The drive to the apartment was more or less uneventful. Itachi would look at the two teens through the rear view mirror, and Sasuke would still be clinging to the blond kid known as Uzumaki Naruto. Two days and Sasuke has a friend? That was certainly a miracle in itself. He'd actually let someone get close to him. If it weren't for the current situation, it would be cause for celebration, but there would be none. Not with the passing of Sakaye's grandmother anyways. May she rest in peace, Itachi thought, pulling into the underground parking garage of the impressive apartment building they currently called home. Sakaye would probably buy a house when she got back. She never did like living in apartments. Always complained they were to small and cramped whenever she and Sasuke would visit him.
He pulled into the assigned space and shut off the car, pulling the key from the ignition and pocketing them, popping the trunk open and opening his door to get out. He opened one of the back doors and helped Naruto get Sasuke out of the car, going around to grab the boys' backpacks from the trunk. Naruto had begun maneuvering Sasuke towards the elevator some distance away. Itachi joined them after closing the trunk and locking the car.
“I want to thank you for doing this,” Itachi said as he pressed the button for the elevator.
“It's no problem,” Naruto said. “Baa-chan said you have to go back to school, and I wouldn't want him to be alone either. And besides. I don't think he wants to let go of me.”
Itachi smiled. “You'll probably be the first real friend he's had in years if he allows it.”
“Yeah? That's cool.”
Itachi shrugged and held the door as Naruto slowly led Sasuke inside the car, joining him when they were in and pressing the button for the eighth floor. Wouldn't you know it, it was the top floor.
“So has he always been closed off since it happened?”
“Pretty much,”Itachi replied. “It used to be worse than this. Before he started drawing he'd ignore almost everyone. There were days where he wouldn't look at either myself or Sakaye, much less speak to us. Other days he'd stay locked up in his room. He only got better when Sakaye started getting mad at him. He probably knew he was being stupid and he didn't want to make Sakaye mad. She's the only parental figure he's got left. He doesn't want to ruin that by losing her.”
Naruto nodded. “Yeah I've gotten my dad pretty mad at me sometimes. I wasn't always a good kid.”
Itachi shrugged. “I never had the chance to be bad. Sakaye was always there. She didn't trust many people. Didn't want to many people getting close to us of she didn't like them. Back in Yuki I didn't have many friends, and I was a lot more open than Sasuke. Whenever I'd bring a friend home to meet her, all hell usually broke loose. She'd start questioning them like there was no tomorrow. Most of the kids freaked out and high-tailed it out of the house. Most never spoke to me again. The few that did hang around took it all in stride, like they'd seen her kind of person before you know? They knew she wasn't someone to cross.”
Naruto nodded. “I hope she likes me then if I get to meet her.”
“I'm sure she will. If she knew what Sasuke was doing, she'd welcome you with open arms.”
Naruto laughed as the elevator dinged, signaling their arrival at the top floor of the building. The blond blinked when he realized there was only one door down the very short hallway.
“Holy shit,” he said. “You have the entire floor to yourself?”
Itachi nodded. “I like my privacy, and neighbors can be annoying. It's better this way anyways,” he replied as he pulled a set of keys from his pocket, flipping through them to locate the one that would open his apartment door. Shouldering the bags, he kept the elevator door open so Naruto and Sasuke could get out without it closing on them. He walked past them and quickly opened the door, holding it open as well as he dropped the bags inside and out of the way, toeing off his shoes for the time being.
Naruto paused inside the door to removing his as well, Itachi kneeling down to remove Sasuke's since the younger Uchiha didn't exactly seem inclined to do it for himself.
“Make yourself at home,” Itachi said, closing the door and walking away, probably to find something.
Naruto moved forward, his eyes taking in the spacious apartment. He found the living room, eyes wide as he stared the flat screen TV sitting in the middle of the room. How the hell did they even get it into the damn place? It's at least sixty freaking inches! he thought, half dragging Sasuke towards the couch to hopefully remove the boy and stop him from killing him. His damn grip was way to tight for Naruto's liking.
Itachi returned a few moments later and smirked when he found Naruto with his predicament. Dislodging a distraught Sasuke was not an easy task. He sighed and shook his head as he set something down and walked towards the two.
“Hey Sasuke,” he said softly. “Sasuke we're home. You can let go of Naruto now. He won't leave you. You can trust me.” He smiled when Sasuke moved, one eye coming into view to stare at him. “Come on Sasuke. You might kill him if you don't let go. I think he's turning blue.” Itachi looked up at Naruto. “Yep. He's blue alright. You're choking the life out of him. He's fading away.”
Naruto played along, taking choking breaths to try and convince Sasuke he was having trouble breathing. The result was what Itachi had been hoping for. Sasuke's grip had lessened considerably on the blond, allowing Naruto to pull free and gently push Sasuke down onto the very comfortable couch. When he was down, Sasuke immediately fell on his side and curled into a ball, pulling his knees up to his chest and holding them there.
“He'll probably remain in that spot for about an hour, so you can just leave him there for now. Watch TV if you want, but do not leave the room. He'll go searching for you if you do, and when he finds you he'll cling to you again. So just make sure you remain where he can see you. He needs to be reassured that he isn't alone.”
Naruto nodded. “I got it.”
“Right. Kitchen is through there, and the bathroom is the second door on the left. First one is a closet. Cleaning supplies and the like mostly.”
“Kay. When will you be back?”
“Probably around seven or eight I think. If I'm not back by seven, you can either make him something to eat or call for take out. There' some money on the counter by the sink in the kitchen to pay for it.”
“Okay,” Naruto replied, watching Itachi walk away from him, picking up a small box.
The elder Uchiha paused a moment, looking at the couch before sighing and disappearing in then entryway, pulling his shoes back on and leaving the apartment.
-
An hour later, Naruto was sitting curled up on a wide chair watching TV. He glanced over at Sasuke to find him in the same position he'd started in. The blond couldn't really believe there was someone this insecure. Sasuke had so many problems he didn't know where to start. It was just so strange to him. Sasuke pushed people away, he kept to himself, he didn't even try to make friends, hell he didn't speak to anyone unless they spoke first. He could go on, but he noticed Sasuke was starting to move.
Naruto turned from the TV and watched as Sasuke slowly uncurled and pushed himself up, dark eyes down and staring at the floor.
“Hey,” Naruto say quietly, still watching him.
“Hey,” Sasuke whispered in reply.
“How are you feeling?” the blond asked cautiously, hoping the other wouldn't react badly.
“I don't know. It's just hard accepting it.”
Naruto nodded. “I know how you feel.”
Sasuke looked up at him, eying him curiously.
Naruto shrugged. “When I was little I had this cousin I really liked. We used to play together all of the time. His mom would bring him over and we'd go crazy and annoy the hell out of our parents. When I was six him and his mom were in a car accident. He didn't make it. I was depressed for days.”
“I-”
“Don't say it,” Naruto said, interrupting him. “It won't change anything, and I've gotten over it. I lost my best friend, but I moved on. I knew I had to. Moping around and being depressed wasn't going to bring him back.”
Sasuke looked away at that moment.
“I'll always miss him,” Naruto continued, “and I'll never forget him. My dad told me that as long as I keep the memory of him alive, he'll never really be gone. All of the good times we had together is what keeps in my mind.”
Sasuke sighed softly. “You're weird,” he muttered.
Naruto laughed and shrugged, rising from his seat to join Sasuke on the couch. The other teen stiffened slightly when Naruto sat down close to him.
“What was she like?”
“Who?”
“Your mom's grandmother. What was she like?”
“She was nice, funny, caring. Whenever we visited her she'd always give me and Itachi little gifts. A few years ago she gave me a figurine of a Borzoi. I still have it.”
“Borzoi? What's that?”
“It's a breed of dog.”
“Cool. What do they do?”
“They were bred and used for coursing small game over open terrain, and they rely on sight rather than sound. It's rather fascinating to actually watch them do it. She had someone who would take the dogs out every couple of weeks for a hunt. Itachi and I would take them out daily when we were there to allow them time to run for a bit since they were usually kept inside the house.”
Naruto nodded. He was glad Sasuke wasn't stressing over the fact that the woman had died not long before no. The longer he could keep his mind off of it, the better it would be. Sasuke would come to accept the fact that she was gone, and he would move on no matter how hard it might be for him.
“That's cool,” Naruto said. “I always wanted a dog, but my dad never thought I could be responsible enough to take care of one. Tch. It's not like we don't have the room for it either. He just thought one of the maids would end up feeding it instead of me.”
Sasuke looked over at Naruto. “Maids?”
“Huh? Oh right. I guess you wouldn't know. My dad's the head of Namikaze Industries, and he owns a bunch of other businesses as well.”
“Oh,” Sasuke said.
Naruto shrugged and sighed.
“Wait, so you don't have the same last name? Why?”
Naruto shrugged again. “Not really sure. He never told me why I had my mom's last name instead of his. Though I think I'd rather have his since my mom left when I was one. I've never seen her, and I don't remember what she looks like. My dad hid all of the pictures of her and I never found 'em.”
Sasuke pulled his knees back up and wrapped his arms around them, leaning his head forward and resting his chin on his knees.
“So how long have you known Sakaye?”
“My entire life.”
“Really?”
“That's what Itachi says. I guess her parents were really good friends with ours, so she was always around. When we were little she used to tease me and say Itachi had been a cuter baby than me.”“Did you ever meet her parents?”
Sasuke paused and shook his head sadly. “I never had the chance to. They were killed shortly after my first birthday. I would have liked to though. Itachi and my parents used to say they were good people, and I would have liked them.”
“Oh,” Naruto said. So how long have you been drawing?” he asked, changing the subject again.
“Um. Since I was six. Itachi and Sakaye always said whenever they couldn't find me, someone else would and they'd find me doodling on any available surface. I remember this one time my mother walking in on me drawing on the living room wall with a permanent marker. To say the least she was pissed at first, but she forgave me and told me to use paper instead of her walls.”
Naruto laughed.
“According to Itachi I had apparently run out of paper and decided the walls worked just as well.”
Naruto smiled and nodded. “My dad would have killed me if I ever drew on the walls at home.”
Sasuke shrugged slightly. “I miss those times,” he said quietly, burying his face in the space between his chest and legs.
Naruto looked at him and slowly slid closer, one arm moving to drape it over the other boy's shoulders. Sasuke tensed for a moment and then relaxed, leaning against Naruto.
“I... um... thanks,” Sasuke muttered quietly.
Naruto smiled softly and shook his head. “It's no problem. Losing a loved one is always hard to accept at first, but it will get better. It'll take time, but I know you'll be ok. You've still got your brother and your mom,” he said.
Sasuke lifted his head slightly and eyed the blond with his right eye. “What about you?”
“What about me?”
“I... I just-”
Naruto started laughing. “Hey if you want me to be your friend, then I will be. You're a cool guy even if you are a little bit cold to the others, but I like you. I want to be your friend, and if you give me that chance I will be. You've had so much shit to deal with in your life that it's hard for you to deal with and your mom and brother can only do so much, right?”
Sasuke nodded dumbly and Naruto smiled again.
“I know you have problems trusting people, I get that loud clear, but I want you to be able to trust me. I promise I won't ever hurt or betray you. I'm not like that.”
Sasuke slumped, his arms loosening from around his legs to let them slide down, his feet hitting the floor. The Uchiha bowed his head and stared down at his hands now resting on his lap. Could he trust the blond? He wasn't sure how, but something about him reassured him, and made him feel safe when he was with him. Somewhere in his mind he felt he could trust him, but that part of his mind that demanded he keep others away was telling him the boy was lying, and that trusting him would only end up hurting him in the end.
The part of him that wanted to trust the blond was slowly overwhelming the part that said to get away, and get away fast. For now, he would trust Uzumaki Naruto.
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