Adult-FanFiction.org : Naruto

Naruto Mini Stories	By : Strailo Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 35021 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or its characters in any way or form. I make no money from this piece of fiction and will continue to make no profit from this fiction. I do this for pleasure.

Chapter List
- 46
- 47
- 48
Title: A Little Need
Fandom: Naruto
Chapter: 3
Characters: Naruto, Shikamaru, Itachi
Word Count: 1876
Warnings: Cross dressing
AN: Hey look, an on time story. Shocking.

*~*~*~*

Strolling into bar slash club, Itachi gazed around and smirked, spotting Shikamaru, who was leaning against the bar and smiling sweetly at his target. Just like Naruto, Shikamaru seemed to be pulling off the crossdressing rather well and he had to wonder just who had helped the two males learn such skills.

Brushing that thought to the side for later, he weaved around the people that filled the bar and found a seat near Shikamaru and his target. Sitting down on a seat, he crossed his legs and ran his eyes over the long legs that were well hidden in a pair of black tights that were hidden by a someone flirty mid-thigh skirt. His shirt was somewhat loose, creating the illusion of a smallish chest while not actually stating that there was something there.

His makeup was well done, but Itachi figured if the formation that Shikamaru’s parent’s had created, Inoichi-san’s daughter had taught him what needed to be done in that department. He had learned that she was working on becoming the head of the T and I department when her father finally retired, so it wouldn’t be surprising if she knew all of the tricks and tips of a seduction expert.

Itachi smirked and made a note to send her something nice if it proved that he was right in who helped Shikamaru and Naruto.

Watching as Shikamaru’s target walked off with a smug smirk on his lips, Itachi chuckled lowly as the man huffed and rolled his eyes, crumpling the paper that most likely had an unwanted number on it. Standing up, he slid around Shikamaru, hand running over his back under his shirt to come to stand next to the new tense male who was giving him a calculating look.

“Can you get whatever she is drinking on my tab please?” Itachi asked the bartender, getting a nod. A bottle of something fruity and non-alcoholic was put down before the woman wondered off. “So, tell me, Nara-san, what are you doing here looking like a woman that we both know you are not,” he asked, looking at the narrowed eyed male.

“Work. I didn’t know that you were here. What about the rest of your group?” he asked, pulling the cherries from the rim of the drink and putting them to the side, eyeing the way Itachi was relaxed with his own bottle of something cold.

“Things have changed. I have no doubt that Naruto-chan has discovered a few interesting facts today and is waiting to talk with you,” Itachi drawled. He gave a dark glare to a man who was leering over at Shikamaru before turning back to the Nara once the man had stumbled off. “I am willing to tell the two of you just what has gone on if you’re interested,” he offered.

Shikamaru shifted on his low heels and eyed the other man with a thoughtful look. He knew that Itachi was a genius, had to be with the fact that he had made it so long without being taken down by hunter nin and bounty hunters. So just why Itachi was standing next to him, offering to tell him what had been going on with the Akatsuki, he couldn’t quite figure out.

Sighing, he shifted on his feet before smiling sweetly, playing it up for anyone who was watching. “Fine. We’ll go to the hotel room. You attack though and I’ll kick your ass. So will Naru,” he said lowly, shifting to act like he was flirting with Itachi.

Itachi just chuckled and placed his hand on Shikamaru’s lower back with an amused look on his feet. “Don’t worry, I have no need to attack the two of you right now. I have other plans,” he drawled, pulling Shikamaru along with him and getting a narrowed eyed look once more.

“I hope not. Naru’s been training with Gai lately and that guy is scary when it comes to getting around your eyes,” Shikamaru drawled, leading Itachi out of the bar. Itachi hummed and made a mental note to kick up his own training again. After his eyes had been fixed after Pein had become better, for a lack of a better term, he had promised himself to not rely on them for everything that he did.

Smirking as he was lead up the back stairs of the inn, he watched as Shikamaru unlocked the door, hearing someone already in the room.

“I have a guest,” Shikamaru stated, opening the door and watching as Itachi slipped in, closing and locking the door behind him. Naruto walked out, wearing a simple yukata and drying his hair as he eyed Itachi with wary but curious eyes.

“So I see,” Naruto drawled, pulling his long hair over his shoulder to continue drying it. “Is there a reason why you brought him?” he asked.

Shikamaru snorted and shrugged, heading for the bathroom. “Hell if I know,” he drawled, waving his hand at Itachi, grabbing some clothes and his towel. “Ask him. I’ll be able to hear.”

Naruto looked at Itachi and took a seat in one of the chairs that sat around a small, round table in front of the window. “What brings you here?” he asked, digging around in a small bag to find a brush. Pulling it out, he started to brush the long hair, Itachi eyeing him as the sound of running water came from the bathroom.

“Long hair?” he asked. “Seal?”

“Seal. Is this about what happened with Pein and the sudden disappearance of Madara?” Naruto asked. Itachi stared at him, getting a sigh from the younger male. “The girls I was hanging out with talked about how you guys went from jerks to really cool guys and strong protectors.”

Itachi chuckled and sat down in the other chair, blue eyes watching his every move. He had no doubt that Naruto could kill him with, if not the brush that was working it’s way through blond hair, than with the hair itself. “Yes, things have changed quite a bit. I have spoken with Pein and from what I know, there was a lot that wasn’t known by even himself until just last year.”

“So what happened? Is this why Jiraiya went off the grid?” Naruto asked, Itachi nodding as the water in the bathroom stopped.

“Indeed it was,” he said, eyes flicking down to long legs as Naruto crossed them, tossing his hair back over one shoulder. The admiration in his eyes went ignored for the moment, Naruto looking to his friend as the other man came out, hair wet and changed into a pair of pants and a short sleeved shirt. Itachi looked over and hummed. “What I know is that Madara was rather sneaky in the way he used his eyes. He implanted a seed of his consciousness into the mind of one of his own descendants. Not from the main line, but rather from the line that he created with his mistress.”

“Naughty Uchiha, fucking around on his wife. And I thought he had been the uptight one,” Shikamaru snorted, flopping down onto the bed.

“Yes, well, the line was officially that of another man, his mistress’s husband, but still. I believe that there will be an extra Uchiha coming home soon. One Uchiha Obito,” Itachi hummed.

Naruto blinked and scratched his cheek. “Hey, isn’t that Kakashi’s old teammate? The one that died in a rock slide and gave him his eye?” he asked, Shikamaru tilting his head before nodding.

“Yeah. Under Minato-sama if I remember correctly. Him and some chick named Rin. I couldn’t find any information on her and I don’t want to ask Kakashi,” Shikamaru hummed. “So I take it he’s alive?”

“He is. Madara at the time was alive.” Itachi paused before shrugging with a snort. “Ish. As much as he could be at the time. He found Obito mostly dead and did some work. And then implanted a part of his consciousness into his subconscious, creating a kind of time capsule. After the death of Rin by Kakashi-san’s hand, which had been set up by Madara who did die full afterwards, the seed was able to sprout and take over.”

“So when he did things as Madara...he really was Madara?” Naruto asked, Itachi nodded. “And Obito is back to normal?” he asked.

“He is now. It seems that Obito is quite stubborn and with his head knocked around a few dozen times over the last dozen years has helped the seed lose it’s hold,” Itachi said. “I’ve also helped to destroy that seed by helping Obito create a kind of a mental wall around it. He is much better but he needs to get to the scrolls in the manor to make sure that it’s fully dead.”

Naruto and Shikamaru exchanged looks as Naruto scratched his cheek once more. “Well, that might be an issue. Tsunade had me move all of the scrolls out of the main Uchiha Vault and into the Namikaze Vault. What not a lot of people know is that Madara, when he wasn’t an insane bastard, had one of my ancestors on my dad’s line as a secondary way to get into the vault. Just in case the Uchiha’s got fucked over…” he admitted.

“So the vault is now well guarded? Why did you have to move it?” Itachi asked, curious about that bit of information. He had known that there had been a secondary line who could get into the vaults, but his father hadn’t wanted to share who that line was for his own reasons. Mostly because he didn’t want to let go of that power that he had.

“The council wanted at it about a year after Sasuke left. At the time I had just been told about my father and mother, was doing a quick visit to hand over my yearly training report, and was told to move the shit. They got into the Vault and were pissed when they learned that it all had been moved to the Namikaze vault.” Naruto smirked, Itachi going stiff with darkening eyes. “They weren’t to happy when I told them that either they followed through my father’s will, or everything that was Namikaze and Uzumaki defaulted to me. And I would walk off to Uzu and rebuild it like I’m going to have to do anyways.”

“Which will happen since it’s gonna happen in about a year or so,” Shikamaru chuckled. “I’m going to be a part of that to. I’m one of his bodyguards along with a few others. We could use other people to, and if what you’re saying is true, things are going to get blown open all over the place.”

Itachi smirked and looked over the two men. “I can do that. But for now, there is something I wouldn’t mind doing.”

“And that is?” Shikamaru asked, blinking when Itachi stood, reached out, buried one hand in blond locks, and pulled Naruto into a deep kiss, the blond moaning under the sudden onslaught. “Okay, I can get behind that,” the Nara finally said after watching Naruto become putty in Itachi’s hold.
- 46
- 47
- 48
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Naruto Mini Stories