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Night Rain	By : ItaNarulover Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1180 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of the characters, they are all owned by Masashi Kishimoto, nor do I make money out of writing this.

Chapter List
- 4
- 5
- 6
A/N:O'hisashiburi desu. Sorry for taking some time, but as I said in the previous chapter, school is pure torment these days…*cries*
Anyway, I hope you enjoy the chapter.
Douzo! ;)
Warnings:Language, abuse, violence, 381 manga spoiler, etc.
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o-o-o-o (One small o-line) = after a short amount of time or change of point of view.
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Night Rain
Chapter 5
In that moment everything stopped.
He could no longer hear the wracking thunderstorm that shook the little suburb to the ground. The only thing that his mind registered was the heavy raindrops soundlessly splattering against his soaked body, his own name on his brother's lips, those surprised maroon eyes and the sign of recognition within them.
That was all it took.
That was all it took for him to suddenly regain all his senses back in a flash; thunder, lightning, lips, rain, cold, wet, name, brother, name. His mind exploded with impressions, his eyes widening as a gasp left his throat, his feet shaking unsteadily beneath him.
Unable to stay upright he fell to his knees, vaguely feeling water seep through the black fabric of his dress pants as he touched the ground. His eyes focused on the beige slippers in front of him, water droplets blurring the image. A gasp followed by a name left his throat, only to be smothered by the deafening sound of the storm.
Kyuubi knew who he was.
He was recognized.
He couldn't recall how long he knelt there, covered in rain and darkness, waiting for something to happen. Maybe it was seconds, maybe it was minutes. The weather had gotten worse, blowing vigorously. Raindrops trailed down his locks onto his face and his body shook from the cold and mental exhaustion while he stared aimlessly at his brother's feet.
Seeing the legs vanish from his view as seconds passed, he felt the excruciating pain return, thinking his brother would leave him there, alone in the rainy night. But instead a naked chest blocked his view, startling him.
"What took you so long…?" He heard his brother murmur and a hand was place on his chin, forcing him to look up into teary maroon eyes, a small smile stretching across rouge tinted lips.
Taking it all in, he felt the masks and walls that he had carried and surrounded himself with suddenly come apart, all that bottled up anger, sadness and anguish flooded through and out of him, all at once, crumbling and irrupting.
Shaking, he let the tears fall and the image of his brother's worried face became unfocused as they trailed down his cheeks in rivers, sobs escaping his open lips that reverberated into the chilly air.
He remembered him. Kyuubi remembered him.
Leaning forward, he let himself be embraced as he cried, shaking in the arms of his older brother, happy and relieved, finally at home.
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'Is this really Naruto?' He thought as he regarded the sleeping form that lay on his couch wrapped up in blankets. 'It has to be… he look so much like him… like me…'
'He did say his name was Naruto and that he's my little brother… but what if-'
The blond had fallen passed out in his embrace, apparently exhausted beyond belief. He had taken him inside and placed him on the couch, stripping him off of his drenched coat in order to prevent him from getting pneumonia and wrapped some blankets around him. Only when he had scrutinized the golden hair that now rested on the red fabric of his furniture, the moving chest and the quiet breathing, did he fully realize what he was doing. Was he really certain that this was his brother? Could not looks be deceiving?
'….. Perhaps I should check his ID…' He suddenly thought after having returned from his trip down memory lane, seeing raindrops slide down the glass of the window in front of him.
Stepping around the couch to walk into the kitchen and past it to the hallway where the blonde's drenched coat was perched on a hanger, he rummaged through the wet fabric until he found the man's wallet. Opening it to check for identification of some sort, he spotted the ID-card and quickly glanced at the listed name, birth date and picture.
'Uzumaki Naruto, October 10th 1984…'
Narrowing his eyes, he checked it over again, afraid that he might have read it wrongly. He remembered that they had celebrated his little brother's birthday during fall but he could not remember the exact date, and as for the name…
'Uzumaki… Uzumaki… Uzumaki Kushina…' Now when he thought more closely about it, he was quite sure that his mother's family name had been Uzumaki… which meant that this very well could be his long lost brother… but how could he be certain?
His intuition was telling him to believe in the blond and all the evidence he had been presented with, that this man really was his little brother, but then there was a nagging feeling at the back of his head, which made him fear that he could have been tricked. Deciding to check on the something that would be able to convince him, he walked back into the living room were the blond man lay, cautiously kneeling right in front of him on the tatami floor. Dropping his gaze onto Naruto's face, his eyes traced the whisker-like marks across the pale cheeks before his hand gently reached out to cautiously repeat the motion with his fingers.
The cheeks were soft and slightly damp but there was no scar tissue meaning they had to be birthmarks. Birthmarks that only the two of them shared…
This had to be his brother.
Indeed, the birthmarks were their distinctive trait. It was something both of them had acquired during birth and no other such case had ever been reported. In contrast to most birthmarks, the color of theirs was slightly lighter than their skin tone, which made them resemble scars more than actual birthmarks, but that was what they were and nothing else.
Having seen this he was certain that the man on his couch had to be his sibling. Somehow it just all made sense - his appearance, name, birth date, everything.
Hearing Naruto whimper slightly, he withdrew his hand to let it rest against his lap. Smiling at the adorable pout his brother currently wore, he pulled the blankets up further before rising to do the dishes. It wouldn't do him any good if his house looked like pigsty, especially now when his little brother finally had come home.
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"So… let me get this straight…your best friend and fiancée cheated on you and you caught them in the act…" Kyuubi summarized once they sat down to eat their breakfast in the kitchen, sunlight beaming at them through the large windows of the dining room. "That's why you left…"
He nodded in affirmation, comfortably seated on the brown cushion by the low table, staring down at his rice bowl and chopsticks, not particularly hungry, as he waited for his brother's reaction.
"…How could she do that..? And your best friend…?" Kyuubi frowned after a pause, putting his cup of coffee down on the table with a sigh.
Choosing not to answer, he stayed silent. Of course Kyuubi would mistake his former fiancé for being a woman. It was, after all, a perfectly natural assumption and the usual scenario. However, he didn't feel like correcting him. After all, what would his reaction be to finding out he was gay and that the "fiancé" and best friend actually were siblings and both of them male?
Homosexuality wasn't socially accepted in Japan. A lot of people still considered it a disease and it was not unusual for parents to shun their children once they found out or tell them to get help getting ''cured''*. While he wanted to believe that Kyuubi was not one of them, he did not want to take any chances. He couldn't lose his brother now, not when they had just reunited. So he would keep it a secret for now, at least until he knew what Kyuubi's views were concerning the subject.
"Did you confront them about it?" Kyuubi asked and took a bite of his grilled fish and pickled vegetables.
Shaking his head in the negative, he started to play with his food, not really wanting to discuss it since it still hurt too much. But on the other hand he knew that it was only understandable that his brother would want to know. After all, it wasn't an everyday occurrence to find your long lost brother on your doorstep a rainy night, looking despaired and alone.
"I know you probably don't feel like talking about it, but… I think it might help if you get it out of your system, sort of speak…" Kyuubi continued, motioning at him with his hands to try to eat something.
"…I left as soon as I saw them…" He finally answered, struggling to from a sentence as the vicious pain returned. He appreciated Kyuubi's concern but he had a hard time dealing with this so soon, it had only been a day since they had…
"I see…" Kyuubi murmured before studying his face. "Did you break off the engagement then…?"
"….I sent the ring back…." He answered before taking the offered plate of tofu, putting a piece in his mouth and swallowing it down as he was unable to feel any taste.
"Huh? Oh, so her parents paid for it then. Hmm… she's probably some rich snob, isn't she? Man, I hate those girls. They're only after one thing, you know…"
"Namikaze…"
"Call me Kyuubi, Naruto. We might not know each other that well but we're still brothers, there's no need for formalities…" Kyuubi told him with a small smile before turning more solemn. "And I'm sorry… I shouldn't have said that but I've had my fair share of that kind of women as well…"
"I'm sorry-"
"Why are you apologizing? It's not your fault, besides… they're not worth it. If they can't see how special we are then it's their loss, right?" Kyuubi said, smiling broadly this time, obviously trying to cheer him up despite everything.
"Yeah…" He blushed, thankful for the attempt.
"How about your friends and family then..? Have you notified them yet?"
"No…" He mumbled, feeling ashamed all of a sudden. He had totally forgotten about that.
"Don't you think you should…?" His brother queried in concern, putting his chopsticks down on a napkin.
"Mmm…" He hummed, agreeing as guilt started to slowly tear him up from the inside, accompanying the heartache. "I'll do that as soon as I'll find a hotel-" He murmured before his brother interrupted him.
"Hotel..? What are you talking about?" Kyuubi frowned, his maroon eyes regarding him worriedly. "You're my brother, you can stay here for as long as you like, there's no need for unnecessary expenses when there's plenty of room for us both."
"But…" He protested completely awestruck. They hadn't seen each other in nineteen years, what was his brother thinking? They were like strangers. Sure he had spent the night, but to live here would be over the top.
"Look Naruto, we've already been through this. You have our mother's family name, you're five years younger, we look like twins and we both have the whiskered-like birthmarks." Kyuubi continued while his left eyebrow twitched. "I've checked your ID, there's no doubt about it. Why wouldn't I let you stay here?"
"You don't know me." He pushed, surprised at his brother's trust in him. "I could be some psychotic killer for all you'd know…"
"If I'd believed that then I wouldn't have embraced you in the first place and by telling me this I'm pretty convinced that you're not." Kyuubi frowned. "Besides, you just got fired and judging by your trip you probably don't have that much left on your account, right? How where you planning on staying at a hotel that charges at least 5000円a night?
"There must be some-" He tried, slightly upset at himself for not having thought of this earlier but he did not think hotels were that expensive.
"This isn't Toukyou, Naruto. There aren't that many hotels here since tourism is low, meaning the prices are high..." His brother said while threading a hand through his hair. "And you didn't bring any clothes or other necessary items, were you planning on buying them all?"
"I…"
"Stay… You will have your own room and bathroom, food and everything else you might need. We'll even go and buy some new clothes today..."
"…"
"I know that it must be hard for you to trust anyone right now… and you've just met me. But I'm asking you to try to put some faith in me, Naruto." Kyuubi pleaded, staring at him with impossibly big maroon eyes. "….. I've failed you once already…. let me do this…"
Averting his gaze, he stayed silent. His brother was being so kind. It was as if those years had not mattered at all. Kyuubi still cared about him and wanted to rebuild their relationship, but what was he doing? He was pushing him away and for what reason? His brother hadn't done anything wrong yet he was insisting on putting a distance between them.
Was he really that afraid of getting hurt again? Kyuubi clearly didn't want to see him sad so why was he so worried? It was true that they didn't know each other that well but he was certain that his brother was a good man, especially considering everything he'd done up until now, but still…
"I don't know…" He finally answered, staring at his brother unsurely. He didn't want to disappoint him by refusing his offer but he thought it might be too awkward to accept it before getting to know him any further.
"I understand…" His brother said in a slightly dejected tone. "I will help you find a hotel then… and pay for all the expenses."
"No! That's not-"
"It's either that or staying here. You're my brother and even though we might not know each other well, that will never change. Do you think I'm so heartless as to just throw you out without any means to fend for yourself?" Kyuubi asked with slightly narrowed eyes.
"No, I just… I can't…"
"Then how about this…. I'll show you around the village a bit and we'll talk some more and then at the end of the day you can tell me what you've decided?" His brother proposed in a calmer tone. "By that time you'd get to know me a little better and perhaps you'll change your mind about things?"
"… Thank you." He mumbled, grateful for his brother's ability to understand. "I'm sorry for-"
"Don't apologize, Naruto… I'm really glad you came."
"…So am I…" He replied, returning the small smile Kyuubi sent him before taking a sip of his miso soup, already starting to contemplate about the different options inside his head.
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"Hello, Hatake speaking." He answered in a monotone, thinking it was one of his employees calling.
"…Dad…?" A voice questioned.
"Naruto!" He breathed as he recognized his son's pained voice and gripped the phone tightly in fear of losing him if he let go.
"Dad…" Naruto cried through the receiver. "I-"
"Naruto, are you alright?" He asked, desperate to find out as much as possible, leaning forward over his desk in his office as he waited for an answer.
"Yes, but I'm so sorry for-"
"Don't worry 'little one', no one's angry with you, we're just worried." He said, already knowing Naruto most likely was blaming himself for what had happened. "Where are you?"
"I… I can't tell you…"
"What? Why?" He asked, feeling fear and confusion replace anxiety. Had something happened? Other than him getting hurt by the Uchihas?
"I can't… I don't want them to find me…" Naruto continued with a strained voice, obviously trying his hardest not to cry. "I mean if they would care to…"
"You mean the Uchihas don't you?"
"You know…" Naruto stated with a hitched breath.
"Sai made them tell him the truth…" He softly told him. "And he told us…"
"Sai did that…?" Naruto gasped but made it sound more like cooing in his despair. "He… you didn't do anything to them, right?"
"No… we decided that ignoring them would be best." He answered carefully. Choosing not to tell him about the punch he had given his son's ex-boyfriend and Gaara's plans for that matter. After all, that information wasn't very vital was it?
"Good." Naruto murmured. "Just because they… doesn't mean that I wish them any harm…" His son continued, unable to mouth the words that hurt the most.
"I know, but that doesn't mean I approve…"
"I'm not asking you to, just… leave them alone. This was their choice. They have to live with it..."
"Mmm... but Naruto, where are you..?" He asked once more, his eyebrows furrowing further.
"I'm sorry…"
"Can't you at least tell me if you're safe… and comfortable at the place you're at?"
"… I am, I like it here…. it's really beautiful and I'm not alone…"
"You're with someone? Do I know this person?"
"No, you haven't met him before…"
"Him..?"
"He's a friend… " Just by hearing the words he could tell that Naruto truly meant them. His son's tone of voice had changed to its original pitch, not sounding as strained, which meant that this person made him feel better. But somehow Naruto seemed unwilling to go into further detail, though knowing his son probably knew best, he chose to leave it at that.
"Well, then… that great but…. what about us, Naruto…? Iruka and I've been worried sick, and so have all your friends-"
"I know and I'm sorry…but I won't come back... at least not for a long time." Naruto sadly interrupted. "I have to start anew, I can't do it over there, Dad, please understand."
"I do understand but I don't want this. You're my son, how can I assent when I might never see you again…?" He asked saddened and slightly frustrated. He knew that his son needed this but why did he have to distance himself? He wanted to help, not unknowingly watch from afar.
"Don't say that, you will, just not now."
"…Can't we contact you in another way?" He asked with a frown.
"I will call you…" Naruto answered dejectedly. "That is the only way, but I promise that I will call as often as I can and that in time I will tell you how to contact me…"
"Do you promise, Naru? To stay in touch and not disappear on us?"
"Of course I will. You, Papa and my friends are my precious people, I won't let you go… but I have to do this."
"Will you tell the others… or should I…?" He questioned in a similar tone as his son, hesitating at the last words as he imagined his husband's tear-streaked face.
"I'll do that, Dad, don't worry. This is my choice and my responsibility…"
"But you are not alone in this, Naru. We're here for you, always. And I'm not just saying that, it's true."
"I know, and I'm grateful, but I need some time by myself. I need to move on. I will contact you in a few days again, I promise, but I have to hang up now…"
"I understand. I will talk to you in a few days then." He conceded, trusting his son and taking him for his words. "Take care, Naru, and if there's anything, don't hesitate to call."
"I will. Take care of Papa for me, will you? And leave them be, okay? … Take care, Dad."
"You too, Naru…" He said before said person hung up on him, leaving him in a similar state as prior to the call, worried and depressed.
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"How did it go?" He asked as he saw his little brother walk back toward him from the pay-phone, his blond hair shining as brightly as the sun above them.
"They didn't like my decision, yet they accepted it." Naruto answered while glancing at him sadly. "They're just relieved to hear that I'm okay and that's what's most important to them…"
"I'm glad that they're okay with it… did you… tell them about me?"
"No, not exactly… I wanted to properly introduce them to you in person… if you'd want that, that is…" Naruto continued, fidgeting under his slightly surprised gaze, choosing not to tell his sibling the whole truth.
"…. Of course I would, you're my little brother after all." He stated, smiling at his sibling's antics.
His little brother really had changed a lot. Of course, it was inevitable with time. Naruto couldn't stay 6 years old forever. But what made him worry was the fact that his sibling had not merely undergone positive changes. Even as Naruto tried his hardest to hide it behind strained smiles, he could still see the how unsure and self-conscious his brother had become. It was as if Naruto was afraid that he would be disliked if he did anything remotely unpleasing and that was not the Naruto he remembered.
Of course, a lot had happened since they last saw each other but Naruto had always been a confident and cheerful person. Though, he figured that bad experiences could change that easily and from what he could tell, Naruto had had his fair share, starting at an early age.
Indeed, the death of their parents had been tough for them both. Naruto had been about to turn six at the time and he himself had only been eleven years old. It had happened so suddenly and unexpectedly and they had not even been given a chance to deal with the loss properly before they had been taken to an orphanage, instantly separated as two different families wanted one of each and not the complete package. He never knew what had happened to his brother after that day but he remembered their last moment together quite vividly.
Naruto had looked so despaired and frightened when he had been taken away, being the first of them to be adopted due to his young age. His baby brother had cried and called his name, struggling and begging him not to abandon him as the social workers had pulled him away, tears trailing down the whiskers-like cheeks, arms outstretched in desperation. Even as they had taken him outside, he had still been able to hear his agonized screams as he stood and shook in the orphanage's hallway, trying his hardest not to run outside and comfort his precious little brother.
After that day, he had cried himself to sleep every night for many years, thinking about his brother and those saddened cobalt blue eyes, those frightened screams. Every night before going to bed he had also prayed for his safety and prosperity, begging whatever God that he was treated more kindly than him, that he wasn't abused and neglected.
Seeing him by his doorstep yesterday, those same saddened blue eyes, had given him a hard time standing upright as all the memories he had fought so hard to suppress had resurfaced. At that moment it hadn't mattered that nineteen years had passed, it hadn't mattered that they practically were strangers, he had just not been able to stop himself from kneeling and profoundly embracing him, comforting him in a way he had wanted to do for so many years.
Feeling his chest ache, he glanced over at his brother as they walked toward the house, seeing him close his eyes as a light breeze swept by them. Naruto looked less pale than he had the night they had met but he still seemed far from healthy. His eyes were red from exhaustion and presumably from lack of sleep, the dark bags below the cobalt blue being a dead giveaway. The lips were a bit chapped from worried biting and his brother's movements were slightly stiff and mechanical.
The sight of him was enough to make him want to strangle the infidels to death for causing his brother harm. He never wished to see Naruto in this weak and vulnerable state again. He only hoped he would be able to be there for him, to care for him and keep him safe, to see those bright eyes and that happy smile once again.
Passing houses, they walked through the suburb, stone walls and hedges covering their sides through the narrow pathway that lead to his home. Looking ahead of him, he could see the white box-shaped house he had bought two years ago, towering over the lower houses in the neighborhood. He liked it for its unique and modern style and many large windows, though the inside had been the main reason for his purchase, the interior being traditional like he wanted it to be and very beautiful.
He could tell that his brother fancied it as well, judging from the admiration in his eyes every time he looked at it, and that pleased him a lot as well because he was determined to make his brother stay with him for as long as possible, especially taking his awful experiences into consideration.
When he had talked with Naruto during their walk, he realized that a lot of his childhood prayers had been answered. The parents Naruto had gotten were kind and caring and he loved them as much as they loved him, and he also had many reliable friends and a good education. Indeed, if it hadn't been for the people he currently wanted to strangle then Naruto's life would have been perfect.
Despite the feelings of relief and happiness, he had felt a little saddened at the thought. If Naruto's fiancé hadn't been unfaithful then they might never have met. Though, he quickly scolded himself for being so selfish. Of course he would have preferred that his brother hadn't been cheated on in the first place…
Seeing his brother curiously stare at him, he smiled and told him that he was thinking of their past. "Do you remember the time dad bought us a turtle?" He asked once he really thought of about it.
"Eh…no…" Naruto sadly responded, obviously wishing he could.
"Well, you were only about four at the time, so I'm not surprised you can't." He said in an attempt to cheer him up, after all, that happened so long ago that he barely remembered it himself. "I remember that you used to love poking at it…"
"Poking at it…?"
"Yeah, you could sit in the living room for hours and do just that, until mum and dad would pull you away because they thought you were hurting it." He snickered as he recalled his adorable little brother and his strange habit.
"What happened to it?" Naruto asked shyly yet amusedly curious.
"Well, let's see… I flushed it down the toilet because I wanted to see if it would manage to get back up…" Seeing his brother's raised eyebrows at the statement, he chuckled and continued. "What? I was nine…"
Smiling at each other, Naruto's expression suddenly changed.
"… What… what were they like…?" His brother asked more gravely, a pained expression now adorning his face, undoubtedly asking about their parents.
"They were good parents… always encouraging us and making sure we were happy. Dad looked a lot like you, the blond hair and blue eyes, and he had quite the goofy personality…" He said while remembering, feeling a painful tug in his heart. "I resemble mum the most, with the red hair and feisty temperament… She was a good mother…"
"…I wish I could remember…"
Seeing his brother's saddened face, he felt bad for bringing it up in the first place. He knew it must be painful to remember but on the other hand, he thought it almost better not to. He wouldn't have to remember their kind faces and all the things they did for them along with their bloodied bodies in the car that rainy night.
"Then do you regret getting to know the parents you now have?" He asked once he willed the awful memory away, a suffocating feeling covering his chest.
"Of course not."
"Then don't think too much of it, Naruto. They might not be your parents by blood but they're your parents by heart. They raised you into becoming a wonderful person and I am sure our parents are grateful and proud."
Seeing Naruto's eyes become clearer, he put his hand on his shoulder comfortingly before quickly pulling it away, knowing Naruto still didn't trust him. Sighing quietly, he fished out his keys and unlocked the front door only to step aside to let his brother enter before him.
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Walking with hurried steps along the path, he started getting closer to his goal, seeing the wooden house further down to his left. The house was very traditional looking with the layered pointed roof and large windows, surrounded by a pretty tea garden and a fence.
Reaching the gate, he stopped and looked around him, not wanting anyone to witness the deed he was about to commit. As he went to open the gate he noticed a small parcel sticking out of the fan- labeled mailbox. Regarding it contemplatively, he eventually pulled it out. Could this be the engagement ring he sent them?
When Naruto had called him two hours ago he hadn't been particularly surprised by the call itself but the things he had been told had rendered him speechless for a couple of hours. Most people might not have thought much of it, perceiving him as a silent type, but his wife had been at his side in an instant. She knew about his masks of indifference and his silent façade and she could tell that this had affected him greatly.
Though, how could it not have? The man who was like a little brother to him, his best friend, would never return to them and for what reason? Those damned Uchihas…
Not being able to withstand it he had ignored Kakashi's brilliant plan and his wife's pleas not to go, needing to punish the Uchihas since making them outcasts wasn't good enough. He wanted them to experience the same amount of pain that Naruto was experiencing along with the pain of his family and his friends.
Clenching his fists around his case and the parcel in anger, he quickly walked through the open gate to the porch, stopping to inspect the little package further.
It was addressed to Itachi and remitted from Haneda, meaning that there was a slight possibility that it could be Naruto's. He pondered if he should throw it at them once he was done with his revenge or open it and play a few mind games with them instead. Deciding for the latter option, deeming it crueler, he ripped the parcel open, careful to neither damage the content nor bring attention to himself.
Seeing the familiar handkerchief and folded paper, he tucked them both into his coat, now certain that the sender really was his self-declared brother, the piece of cloth being the one Temari handed Naruto as a good luck charm many years ago. Turning around towards the door he idly thought that the charm had backfired, bringing despair instead of fortune and happiness.
Carefully leaning against the door once he reached it, he listened for any signs of occupancy. Hearing none, he went to one of the windows and hid against the outer wall, glancing inside. The room closest to him was dark and empty, but looking more closely he could see the ravens in the living room further down to the right, watching television in each other's arms on the black leather couch.
Disgusted and angered by the sight, he tore himself away and turned back the way he had come, walking around the house to the back door, deeming it a better for initiating his plan as fewer people would notice.
Once there, he wondered how to begin.
Should he crush the windows first? Or sneak inside and give them a scare? Should he knock on the door pretending to be Naruto? Thinking about the possibilities, he knelt down on the ground to unlock his case, staring at the gleaming ax presented to him with malicious delight.
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"Isn't there anything else on?" Sasuke droned, staring at television screen whilst lying against him, not really watching the screen but needing the distraction. The loud noise of the device reverberated through the small room and its flickers of light illuminated the dark walls.
Sighing dolorously he gave his brother the remote control, too tired to care or pay attention. It had been 35 hours and 48 minutes since he had last seen his sunshine and by every passing second he felt worse, worry, despair and guilt eating at his heart. He had messed up and incredibly so, his sore and bruised jaw being a constant reminder.
They had been awake all night, hoping against all odds that Naruto would come home yet the blond never had. In a way they weren't surprised. The reaction of the Hatake-Umino pair spoke volumes of contradiction and somehow they doubted Naruto would accept what they had done, their lies and actions being too despicable. Not to mention that everyone was aware of their relationship now and if Naruto had contacted them then they would be the last to know.
Still, he refused to give up. His love for the ray of sunshine would never cease and he would never let him go. He would find him and make him understand, even if it would take him a lifetime to achieve it. A future without Naruto was unthinkable, there was just no way he would let that happen.
Hearing the sound of several crashes down the hall, both he and Sasuke froze in trepidation and shock. Considering that they were the only habitants of the house, the strange noise made them turn around in order to locate the source of disturbance, knowing that they no longer where alone.
"Naruto?" Sasuke called, clinging to the couch back with hope, staring out of the door into the darkened hallway.
Not being as naïve as his brother, already having abandoned the thought of Naruto coming back this soon, he told him to stay put while he rose to take a closer look. Sliding the door open further, he walked past the room into the hall, observing the empty space. Continuing to look for the cause of commotion, he finally reached the kitchen.
Coming to a halt upon entry, he narrowed his eyes at the sight. The kitchen was totally smashed. It looked as if someone had gone berserk with an ax, pieces of broken furniture and debris laying spread out everywhere. The dining table had deep imprints on it and the straw-mats were ripped to shreds.
Instantly alert, he soundlessly grabbed a kitchen knife from the drawer next to him before turning around to search for the responsible felon, intent on making him pay.
"Did you like the makeover?" A redhead he instantly recognized as Gaara startlingly questioned, leaning against the back door, a swaying ax in his hand.
Before he could get a word in edgeways or attack, they were both interrupted by a second voice.
"Gaara… what the fuck do you think you're doing?" Sasuke hissed from behind, standing in the hallway looking enraged.
"I talked to Naruto today..." Gaara answered with that husky voice of his, seemingly unbothered by their glares of deep hatred.
Feeling his heart jump at the name of his fiancée, his glare lessened a notch as he waited for an elaborated answer, wanting to find out as much as possible.
"Where is he?" Sasuke asked as the redhead stayed silent.
'…Like I'd tell you...' Gaara undoubtedly meant by raising a non-existent eyebrow and staring at them incredulously. "He told me to give you this…," Was his spoken sentence as he fished through his outerwear to give them a folded handkerchief.
He instantly recognized it as Naruto's good luck charm, the one he often wore and treasured, which meant that Gaara probably was telling the truth, Naruto had talked to him. Snatching it out of the redhead's grasp, he quickly unfolded it, hoping that it wasn't what he suspected it to be, his stomach churning unpleasantly all the while.
Seeing the three stone diamond ring surrounded by the black material, his heart plummeted and he had to grip the table behind him for support as an overwhelming pain shot through his body. 'No…' He thought as his chest heaved, breathing becoming difficult. 'No, Naruto, please no...'
Noticing Gaara hold a folded note toward him, he quickly grabbed it as well, clutching it unsteadily. Slowly reading its contents, the one scribbled sentence, he felt his heart wrench painfully.
I hope the two of you will be happy…
Seeing Gaara turn to leave through uncomfortably prickling eyes, he rushed forward and grabbed him by his black coat. "Where is he?" He demanded with a snarl, a lone tear trailing down his cheek. "Tell me where he is!"
"Touch me and this ax will split your face in two." Gaara threatened, before slapping his hand away and turning towards the stairs.
"Where are the hell do you think you're going?" Sasuke questionably spat, his eyes narrowed into a vicious glare.
"To get his things…" The tattooed man curtly answered as he ascended, ignoring them both.
Determined to efficiently stop him, he went back into the kitchen and grabbed the phone on the wall to dial 110*, leaning back to threaten the redhead before pressing any digits. "Walk upstairs and I will call the police."
"Go ahead," Was the reply he got before Gaara vanished out of sight, already on the second floor.
Ignoring the comment, he pressed the three numbers before placing the receiver by his ear, only to audibly growl as the no sound was heard. Following the cord down to the hatch on the wall with his eyes, he noticed the broken line, fury enveloping him further.
Slamming the phone back inside its holster, he walked out of the kitchen to find their cell phones, needing to prevent the redhead from erasing his and Naruto's relationship and all of its memories. As he passed the staircase he heard Sasuke shouting obscenities upstairs, presumably trying to stop the man from taking Naruto's belongings and keeping him distracted as he called the police.
Reaching the living room, he searched through the couch, nearly ripping the cushions off in his desperation to find them. Frowning in irritation as he found neither phone, he stormed out towards the hallway and clutched his coat in order to ransack his pockets. Feeling their empty confines, his frustration grew, where the hell were they?
Before he could resume his search, Gaara descended with a duffel bag thrown over his shoulder, ax still firmly in his grasp. Walking over to stop him, Gaara turned to face him.
"Shouldn't the police be here by now?" The redhead asked with a hint of amusement, his pale green eyes glowing.
"Give. Me. The bag." He hissed, angry beyond comprehension.
"It does not belong to you..."
"It's mine and so is Naruto..." He said while stepping closer. "Give it back."
"Naruto's not a possession and you've lost the right to call him yours the moment you considered your brother anything but." Gaara announced in his usual tone. "Naruto asked me to get his things meaning he's not planning to return. The two of you should stop deluding yourselves."
"Where. Is. He?"
"That's something you'll never find out…" The redhead said before opening the door leading outside. "…You might want to go check on your brother by the way… I think he's too old for afternoon naps…" Gaara added before slamming the door shut behind him.
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Walking around the small suburb while talking to his brother had been a pleasant experience, not only were the surroundings beautiful and overwhelming but their conversation had made his pain subdue somewhat and he had realized just how much he had missed his sibling. Even though Kyuubi had changed, he was still the brother he remembered him to be, caring and protective. Talking to him he had found out about his sibling's friends, profession and interests, but Kyuubi had yet to talk about his family and his childhood.
Deciding to take the matter in his own hands he gently questioned him about it once they reached the house and sat down by the open fireplace in the living room.
"How about your family…?" He asked once Kyuubi finished poking at the fire and sat down beside him on the red couch. "Do they live nearby?"
"….. No, not really… Tsunade and Jiraiya live in the northern part of Obihiro… that's about 4 miles from here…" His brother sighed.
"Why do you-"
"You mean why I call them by their names?" Kyuubi asked before continuing to speak as he saw him nod. "Well, they adopted me at the age of fifteen so I never really considered them my parents… more like an aunt and a perverted uncle…"
"Perverted uncle…?"
"Mmm… he writes pornographic novels for a living…"
"…"
"…"
"So that's why you have a whole shelf stacked with them…"
"…..Mmm… he keeps giving me one every time we meet…"
"…"
"Tell me about it…" Kyuubi said, rolling his eyes before chuckling lightly.
"Um…..do you have any other siblings then?" He questioned with slight curiosity.
"Mmm…. Nagato and Yahiko…"
"Two brothers?"
"Yeah… Yahiko's their biological son while Nagato got adopted before me…. they're both 28…" Kyuubi said while staring at the flames. "They're practically inseparable; they even work at the same company…."
"….. You've got three little brothers then…" He stated with a nervous grin.
"Mmm…." Kyuubi smiled.
"How are they like?"
"… Yahiko's always reminded me of you… cheerful, confident, never backing down on his word and keeping his promises. Nagato… he's the exact opposite… quiet, possessive and straight to the point…"
"… Are you close?" He continued, suddenly afraid that he might be intruding.
"Hmm… we used to be… but we don't see each other very often nowadays… We're all pretty busy with work…"
"Oh…"
"Mmm…"
"… So… what happened before they adopted you?" He lightly approached. He had always wondered about it.
"…" Kyuubi didn't answer at first and just stared at the flickering flames in fireplace but once he began to speak his voice sounded cold and detached. "…The… other families and I didn't get along too well…"
Frowning in concern at the statement, he regarded his brother worriedly. Kyuubi's demeanor had suddenly changed, he looked more solemn and his eyes were slightly dim, still fixated on the fire.
"So I… often ended up at the orphanage again…" His brother stiffly continued, his gaze not wavering. "But… it worked out alright in the end… Jiraiya and Tsunade eventually adopted me… so there's not that much to talk about really…"
He continued to study his brother's face. Even though Kyuubi didn't go into detail, he could pretty much figure out what he had happened, especially judging by his brother's behavior. While he had been treated badly by many families himself before he was adopted by Kakashi, it had never been anything serious. Kyuubi, however, had apparently not been blessed with a wonderful family like himself until much later. He had been placed in different homes only to be sent back to the orphanage again and again; abuse, neglect and resentment being possible reasons for it.
He suddenly felt bad for troubling his brother with his worries, after all, how could infidelity compare with child abuse?
"Don't worry, Naruto." Kyuubi suddenly spoke, facing him this time, looking less grave. "What's in the past stays in the past, right? Don't think too much of it…"
"But I've been troubling you-"
"Stop it, Naruto. You're not troubling me at all… don't worry…" Kyuubi said with a pained smile. "Right now it's you who's hurting, not me…"
Quieting down, he gave his brother a small smile. Though, unawares to his siblings, his eyes were still scrunched up with worry as they secretly regarded him.
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"Have you… decided where you'd like to stay?" His brother softly inquired after a while, looking at the fire again, though this time out of nervousness and not out of misery.
"Yeah… I think it will be best if I… maybe… stay here…."
"Huh?" Kyuubi said while slowly turning to blink at him in surprise, obviously not expecting the answer. "You… really mean it? You want to stay here… with me?"
"Yeah, if you… still want me to… that is…" He mumbled, suddenly feeling awkward. Had his brother only made that up? Was it merely offered out of politeness and not sincerity?
"Of course! I mean… of course you can." His brother exclaimed before rising to his feet, his eyes much brighter. "Just… stay here, I'll prepare the room for you…" Kyuubi happily motioned before turning to walk out of the room, preventing him from objecting.
Seeing him walk toward the doors, he heard him mumble to himself. "… I've got to fix that lamp… and the key…where did I put it… the desk? No. The dresser? No, I didn't put it there…"
Staring owlishly at the double doors his brother vanished out of, he could still hear the distant mumbling as Kyuubi waltzed around the place. Feeling the sides of his mouth tug into a smile, he leaned back against the couch, sighing. His brother truly was a goof-ball and it seemed he had gotten that particular aspect from their father too.
Nevertheless, he didn't regret his choice. His brother was a good man and a caring one at that. He only wondered how his life would be like from now on, together with his brother in the outskirts of Obihiro, Hokkaidou, Japan.
Would he be happy?
Would he be able to move on?
Would he forget them?
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* Unfortunately that's true, homosexuality isn't socially accepted. Even though yaoi, shounen-ai, yuri and all of that are from Japan, it's not that common amongst people. If you were to ask a Japanese if he/she reads any yaoi or watch any anime that contain such content, the answer would most likely be 'no' and they'd probably think you were weird to ask such a question. Toukyou is one of the cities where homosexuality's more accepted. For instance, they have certain districts were gay people can meet and hang out, clubs and bars etcetera. But elsewhere it's very unusual and criticized, especially in rural areas. In addition, it's also true that many families shun their children once they confess about being homosexual and that they also tell them to go get help and then return once they're "cured" and not before. The reason why families do this is because of the importance of the family name and social status. By having a homosexual son or daughter the family will immediately get criticized, look down upon and shunned by neighbors, co-workers and other people in society, even if the family itself accepts their son's or daughter's sexual orientation. Therefore, families do this in order to protect themselves and not put their family to shame, which the people concerned and other nationalities might consider unbelievably cruel and horrible, but that's just the way it is. However, it is slowly yet fortunately changing with time.
* If you need to contact the police in Japan, you dial 110. The fire and medical emergency number is 119.
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Thank you so much for reading this, I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Thank you for taking your time to review! I love to read your comments; they make me so happy… I tend to get tear-eyed….yes, I'm lame I know, but you're so sweet…. Thank you!
Sorry about the large information part, but I thought it was important to share it with you. If you're wondering how I found out about this, then my Japanese teacher, who's Japanese, told me about it during an interview about the subject.
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evilgenus:I’m glad you weren’t disturbed by the format and thanks for being the first to review! Yes, I love Gaara in my own story as well, the sadistic side of him especially. XD Hmm, unfortunately Sai’s appearance will have to wait for another chapter or so, but he will definitely show up, just wait and see…
Ryu Earth:Thank you for reviewing right away, and thanks for reading! Well, KakaIru has become very popular but you’ve got to admit that the pairing is brilliant; you can never get too much of it. ;) And I hope you’re satisfied with the Gaara-moment, I wrote it just to please you guys, since a lot of you wanted him to use it! Hope you enjoyed the chapter.
animelover:Thanks for reviewing every time, I really, really appreciate it! Especially for doing it twice this time, thank you! As usual, I can’t say anything about who Naruto will end up with but I hope you will like the end result once we get there. And I have to agree, Hyuugas and Uchihas are destined to be enemies in everything, it seems to be the way of life. XD And yes, there will be a lot more angst; soon you will be begging me to stop... XD And no, I don’t rock, you do! Take care. *hugs*
Gingitsune:Hehe, I’m glad to see that you’re excited to read new chapters and thankful for your reviews. Yup, everything’s definitely a huge mess; you have no idea how many headaches I get from writing this XD. I’m sorry to hear about your experience, you for one most truly know how Naruto’s feeling, it must be hard to forgive and forget… I’m glad you shared it with me and I will definitely take it into consideration. Thank you so much for the sweet words and encouragement! Hope you liked this chapter too. *hugs*
Lanie12777:Thank you so much for the sweet review! Your words truly made me happy, I’m glad you enjoy it too such an extent that a weird page format seem like nothing. Hope you liked this chapter too! *hugs*
Dacedarrien:Then I’m sorry for assuming the worst, and thank you for your reviews! Yeah, the page can be pretty annoying at times, especially if you’re an author. Hmm, about the culinary code, I have no idea…why don’t you tell me. XD Hope you liked the chapter. *hugs*
The Simi: You made me cry…you’re so evil….no, I’m just kidding, you’re an angel. Thank you so much for the wonderful words, they made me incredibly happy! I’m glad that you find my writing captivating, I know I’m pretty inexperienced but I hope my writing will improve in time. Och att jag förhoppningsvis kan bli lika begåvad som du. Tack så hemskt mycket för underbara recensioner! Hoppas att du gillade kapitlet! Lycka till med skrivandet och ha det bra. ;) *kramar*
ShadowofLight:Thank you for the review and the constructive criticism! I really appreciated it. And I’m glad you liked it despite your hate for the Uchihas. When it comes the paring I can’t tell you how it’ll turn out but I hope you’ll like the end result. I’m really sorry, but you’ll have to wait for a while…I hope you liked the chapter. *hugs*
ghia:Yes, I know it took me a while to update, and I’m so sorry. But as I keep repeating, school’s pretty hard these days and therefore updates will take a while. I’m glad you thought the chapter was worth the wait, thank you very much! Hope you liked this chapter too and will continue on reading. ;)
narugal101:Thank you so much for the lovely review! I’m glad you think I write well for being an amateur, since that’s totally the opposite of my opinion. XD And I’d be happy to hear who you’d like Naruto to end up with because it’s always nice to “hear” what other people think, and who knows, one of you might even guess it right or change my opinion. Hope you liked the new chapter!
leeleelovea:No, don’t die! XD I promise I’ll continue! It might take a while, but I will definitely finish this. I’m glad you like it, thank you for the review! I hope you liked this chapter too. ;)
sikon: Thank you! I agree with you that Naruto mostly joins Itachi and Sasuke when he sees them having sex in fanfics, but I wanted to do something a little more different and realistic since in real life you don’t tend to join in when something like that would occur. I hope you liked the chapter. Thanks for the review!
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