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Fear Nothing	By : Mysticaldragon11 Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1566 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Sorry that this took so long. The story is finished but getting it uploaded is impossible at the moment. However here is chapter 4. Please enjoy!
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The party was amazing. It was held at a bar and grill and Itachi and his friends had a great time. Despite what had happened to Itachi earlier it was hard not to get lost in the friendly atmosphere and the great food. The three of them had ordered steak and a beer while they waited for the man of the hour to get up and give his speech. Itachi felt the love in the room for this man. When Gregory Monroe stood up to give his speech the room grew quiet. There was no way to describe the respect in the room.
As Monroe began to speak tears rolled down his cheeks as he addressed his colleagues. Other members in the room began to sniffle and others began to out right cry. This man was going to be greatly missed. He laughed and told a few rookie jokes and talked about his early days in police work. He talked about his T.O. and how he was a heavy man who used to get after his rookies to stay trim so they could run. He then turned to someone next to him and motioned the man up there.
It was Kisame Hoshigake. He informed the men that Kisame was his successor and how he had the up most faith in him and how he wanted everybody to welcome him with open arms. Kisame said a few words about how he hoped he could fill such big shoes and how he would save Monroe’s office for him in case he decided Alaska wasn’t what he was looking for. Monroe hugged the younger detective and gave everyone the signal to go about their business.
Applause broke out around the room and the other detectives all shook his hand. Monroe danced with his wife several times and then began mingling amongst his guests. Deidara and Hidan found time to make a bet with each other and began ordering harder drinks. Itachi sat and watched the room. Detectives danced with their wives and couple mingled with other couples. Itachi smiled. He was extremely impressed with the turn out. Monroe came up to him and shook his hand.
“Itachi, I am so glad you could make it. I see you brought your friends with you. That’s good. Safety in numbers.” He said quietly. Itachi nodded. He wanted to give the note to Monroe but he wasn’t about to ruin his night. So he kept it to himself. “I’m sorry about Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum though. They are immature sometimes.” Itachi said with a small blush. “But you wouldn’t trade them for the world. Would you?” Monroe asked with a wink of his eye. Itachi smiled. “No, I wouldn’t.” He said.
Monroe nodded. “I have a brother like that. He is an imbecile but he is my best friend in the world.” Monroe said fondly. Itachi smiled wider. He looked at his friends who were now going shot for shot. Itachi shook his head and turned back to Monroe. Monroe patted Itachi’s shoulder and left to mingle with some of his other guests. Itachi was about to sit back down at the bar when he noticed Detective Hoshigake walking towards him. “Hello again.” He said to Itachi. Itachi gave him a nod of acknowledgement. “Are you enjoying the party?” Kisame asked.
“Yeah, I am. Thanks for asking, but I was wondering if I could borrow you for a second in private?” Itachi asked. Kisame raised an eyebrow. “Sure.” He said and they walked to the exit to step outside for a moment. The bar and grill was lit up all the way around the building so it was easy to see as Itachi handed the note to Kisame. “What’s this?” He asked. Itachi looked at the ground for a moment. “It’s from my attacker.” Itachi said quietly. Kisame was on alert immediately.
He opened it up and read it. He glared hard at the paper. “He gave this to you directly?” Kisame asked. Itachi shook his head. “No he left it on my windshield at my work.” Itachi said thickly. Kisame nodded. He walked to his car and put the paper in his briefcase. He would send it to Forensics in the morning. He walked back to Itachi. “He knows where you work it isn’t a far cry to say that he may know where you live.” Kisame said. Itachi nodded and his face turned pale.
“I know. I just can’t live like before. I want to get my life back. I don’t want to be stuck like I was.” Itachi said coming close to tears. Kisame placed a hand on Itachi’s shoulder. “If you like I can assign a detective to watch your apartment building. Maybe this guy will show.” Kisame said. Itachi lowered his head. He didn’t want to have to be watched but he didn’t want to be afraid either. “Okay. I can live with that.” Itachi said with a nod. Kisame smiled. “Good. I will put someone on it tomorrow morning. You won’t even know they are there.” He said and turned to hold the door for Itachi.
When Itachi returned to his friends it was a sight to behold. Deidara must have spilled a drink over his face because he was wet down both cheeks and his chin and his shirt was catching what dripped. Hidan was wearing paper umbrellas in his hair and taunting Deidara to show everyone his manhood. Deidara of course didn’t take him serious and stole one of his paper umbrellas. Hidan was ranting about having some class while trying to steal it back and he teetered on the edge of his bar stool.
By now they had gained somewhat of a crowd people were laughing at the two nimrods who decided to start bitch slapping at each other. Itachi stepped in between and got smacked in the back of the head by Hidan while Deidara threw his arms around Itachi and slid off of his bar stool. Itachi barely caught the blond before they both toppled to the floor. Itachi pulled Deidara’s arms free from his neck and held the blond’s arms down while he used a napkin to wipe some of the alcohol off Deidara’s face.
He should have been truly embarrassed but he was so used to this that it didn’t bother him. He turned to the bartender and made a cut throat motion. He was sure that tomorrow they would feel plenty enough like shit. Kisame walked over to Itachi. “You are the designated driver right?” He asked. Itachi smiled at the thought of his friends driving home. “Yes. Definitely.” He said. Kisame nodded and smiled. Monroe made his way over to them. “Well there, I see you won’t have a dull moment with these two tonight.” He laughed.
Itachi smiled. “No, I never do when they do this.” He said with a mock glare. Monroe laughed and was swept onto the dance floor once more by his wife. Itachi finally managed to get Deidara onto his feet. He walked out to the car and put him in the back seat. Deidara sprawled out and passed out a moment later. Itachi returned to the bar to get Hidan who had decided to put more paper umbrellas in his hair and one in his shirt. “Do I look pretty, Tachi?” Hidan asked and then giggled. Itachi scoffed and laughed.
“Yeah, pretty fucked up.” Itachi said pulling Hidan to his feet. Kisame was there to hold the door for them as he watched Itachi put Hidan in the passenger seat. He walked back in to say thank you and goodbye to Monroe. Monroe was all to happy to have invited him and told him that Saturday night was when he should come to dinner. Itachi was pleased with the time and left to take his best friends home. He got behind the wheel of his car and drove the two drunks to his apartment.
Getting them up the stairs was harder than he remembered. It wasn’t as bad as he thought with Deidara doing weird dancing movements up the stairs asking if Itachi thought he looked like a butterfly. Itachi lied and said yes of course. You didn’t want to piss off a drunk. Hidan was a little harder because he kept swearing that someone stole his flowers. (His paper umbrellas) Itachi kept assuring him that they were all still there and finally managed to get him into the living room on the couch.
It took him an hour once he got home to get his friends to go to bed and then he was finally able to go to bed himself. He closed his door but didn’t lock it wanting to make sure he could get to his friends if they needed him. He lay down under the sheets and cried. He cried his heart out. He had been so close to recovering. He had been so close to freedom. It was something he could feel. Now that freedom had been taken away again. He was now pulled back into the fear he had worked so hard to overcome. It just wasn’t fair.
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