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Seaswept
By : Daydreamer79
Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes
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Seaswept
Chapter Six
Itachi bit the inside of his jaw to keep from jumping at the touch of a hand on his shoulder. A quick glance back revealed Asuma and Shikamaru standing patiently behind him. Neither seemed particularly anxious to fight the other crew members for the right to practically hang from the railing in anticipation of finally being given the go ahead to disembark into the moderately sized port down on the eastern coast of Africa. Instead, the two stood back with Itachi and watched the antics and excited utterances of the crew.
Asuma lit his pipe with a bit of flint, giving a few deep puffs before chuckling at the anxious energy pumping through the men lined up less than patiently. "Best stay back with us, lad. Those men would trample their own mother for a chance to get to the whores before they are used up. We're already getting a late start as is."
Throughout the entire docking procedure and the arrangement of supplies, the crew eyed the lit windows of the various dockside taverns tempting them with the promise of food, beverage, gaming, and women. None could leave the ship until Captain Pein gave his order. Doing so would earn lashes and possibly the entire crew being confined to the ship for the duration of the time in port, short though it was. No man would want the ire of the entire crew on his back by breaking one of the laws of the Crimson Cloud and a ship wide punishment be brought on them.
"Why they so excited? Is it really for women?" asked Itachi, his lips pulling down into the slightest of frowns. "We have only been at sea three weeks."
Asuma chuckled and patted Itachi's shoulder. "Spoken like a boy who has never experienced the arms of a woman."
"Men with money in their pockets are always anxious." Shikamaru eyed the mob of sailors lining the edge of the ship with bored interest. "All but Kisame and the captain spent their money in the last port. Their gold is all but burning holes in their rather threadbare trousers. It has been a rather boring three weeks for me with only Asuma to wager against. I don't work with credit like some of the others."
"And Kisame doesn't gamble," chuckled Asuma. "He is rather tight fisted with his share."
"He's saving it for who knows what reasons."
The comment had both Asuma and Itachi arching brows. "And how did you come about that information?" asked Asuma.
Shikamaru shrugged and gave a small sniff. "I heard him speaking with Jiraiya while I was catching a nap in a tree. He might be sweet on a woman and wanting to provide her with a home before pursuing her."
Itachi missed the sly glance sent in his direction by Shikamaru. His gaze shifted towards where Kisame stood with the captain and the harbor master. He could not avert his gaze from how large arms folded over his chest, pulling the cotton shirt taut across his shoulders.
A small twitch of jealousy worked through him, to which he shoved it violently away. He was simply transferring the gratitude he felt for his and Sasuke's lives being spared onto the man. Other emotions spiraling through him were too confusing and he pushed them aside. The last thing he wished was to dwell on things he could not analyze.
"You're a good lad, Itachi." Asuma took a deep puff of his pipe. "You don't look the type to take meaningless pleasure in a field plowed many times before."
Dark eyes shifted to Asuma, and an inky black brow arched slightly. The statement confused him. His language skills were nearly to the level of the crew, with only slight difficulties and a heavy accent. Still, the words uttered by his companion confused him. Should he take them at their literal meaning or was there some hidden truth in them?
"He means you don't seem the type to fuck whores." Shikamaru sniffed slightly in Itachi's direction. "I doubt you'll keep that way. So long at sea with little time in the same port, you'll learn to take fucks where you can find them or else find someone in the crew to fuck you."
"Hush, Shikamaru."
Shikamaru's dark eyes narrowed on Asuma. "Don't sugar coat the way things are. It wouldn't be the first time that two men have scratched that itch between ports."
A slight frown creased Itachi's brow. "I don't understand."
"He means men fucking men. A long standing tradition amongst crews on long voyages, I might add. A pretty boy like you wouldn't have issue finding someone to ease your needs." Deidara sided up beside Itachi, his arm going around the slim waist in a friendly manner, though his eyes held a faint darkness. "Sometimes one's hand isn't enough."
Itachi clenched his jaw at the stroking touch along the ridges formed by his ribs beneath the shirt. The familiarity caused his stomach to knot and churn. Something about Deidara bothered him. It wasn't like Hidan's barely concealed disdain but something much more subtle. Not once had Deidara acted unwelcoming to him, yet some part of him longed to keep his distance from the man. He wasn't the type to be trusted easily.
"You would know," commented Shikamaru dryly. "I wonder where you and Hidan go when Kisame isn't watching."
Deidara smirked and released his grip on Itachi's stiff frame. "Merely scratching an itch, as you said."
Shikamaru snorted, folding his arms across his chest while leaning against the mast. "To each his own…as long as you don't drag others down with you."
Deidara's eyes gleamed with a faintly malicious light. "Where's the fun in that?"
"The Captain is back!" The shout came from one of the men lined up watching Pein and Kisame. All those whom had moved from the railing rushed in a flurry of movement to surround the approaching captain and first mate.
Itachi slid his gaze towards the two as they made their way up the gangplank and onto the ship. The crew stood at excited attention; low mumbling and the shifting of feet on the deck belied their excitement at the prospect of now scratching the variety of itches, including that for rum and women.
"Are we allowed to disembark, Captain?" Deidara was the first to step forward in exuberance at the prospect of their stint at sea finally being at a short end.
"We leave on the morning tide. Make sure you're back in time to load up the supplies. Everyone late gets ten lashes and double duties." Pein's gaze slid to Itachi standing beside Asuma and Shikamaru. "And make sure my new cabin boy makes it back without too much damage to his person."
A smattering of laughter erupted from the crew. Most had grown comfortable with Itachi, some even occasionally teaching him various skills and helping to improve his speech. Several still gave him a wide berth, gauging his worth before investing time. It was well known of Pein's interest in him. Only one crew member took the initiative towards actively expressing his distaste for Itachi.
Hidan stepped forward with his standard arrogance. "The little slant eyed shit can't take care of hisself?"
Asuma moved into position before Hidan, his arms folded across his chest and pipe clenched between his teeth. "You got a beef with the boy?"
"What iffen I do?"
"Then you take it up with me," growled Asuma, his brown eyes losing their soft tone and turning hard. "I don't much care for your tendency to go after those weaker than you. So if you have an issue with the boy, you have one with me."
"Stop yur grousing." Baki placed a hand on Hidan's shoulder. "Go fuck yurself a whore and call it a night."
Hidan growled in the back of his throat, his fists clenched and he leveled a glare on Itachi. "That bilge rat should be left in port wit his worthless brother."
"That's not for you to decide," answered Asuma.
"Then tell the little rat to be watching his fucking steps." Hidan ran the tip of his thumb across the handle of a large knife shoved into a sash wrapped around his middle.
A large hand wrapped around Hidan's bicep and forced him to turn his gaze. "Touch the lad and you deal with me."
"Claiming him fir yurself?" Hidan snickered faintly. "He must ave a tight arse. I'll have to give it a try."
Kisame's hand tightened on the flesh and he shoved Hidan to the railing with a snarl. "Touch him and I'll kill you and feed your remains to the sharks."
"I've been wit this crew as long as you." Hidan's free hand lifted to latch onto Kisame's shirt. "It be a cold day in hell before you can take me."
"Would you care to wager on that?"
Kisame's eyes darted to where Pein stood watching goings on with a neutral expression. The ginger hair visible beneath the scarf tied to his head caught the breeze and a shoulder lifted in a nonchalant shrug. Lips parted in a sharky grin and his fist reared back to plow directly into the barely healed nose with a sickening crunch.
Hidan screamed in pain but recovered quickly, his own fists joining the fray and plowing forth directly into Kisame's defined cheekbone. "Arse fucker!"
The attack sent Kisame reeling backwards. He was quick to recover and returned to Hidan with a devastating uppercut, sending the man to sprawl on the deck. Breath panted out hard and already there was swelling beginning to engorge one cheek.
The entire crew held their breath, some glancing up to where Pein watched with an amused expression. Baki stepped to Pein's side with his stiff gait. "Captain…yur first mate and quartermaster be brawling."
"Let them continue." Pein dangled his hands over the barrister and sighed. "This has been coming for a while."
Itachi watched silently as the fists flew back and forth. In the lantern light spilling across the deck, bets flew between the crew. Some were calling out wagers towards whether one would kill the other while others were betting on how long until the captain intervened.
"Stop them!" Itachi turned to Asuma, who shook his head and gave a long puff on his pipe.
"Can't, lad. The challenge was offered and accepted. Only the captain can stop them now."
He wasn’t foolish enough to think he could stop the brawl himself. Instead, he turned and took the steps leading to where Pein stood quietly observing the fight. "Stop them."
A tapered red brow arched into the hair visible beneath the blue bandana tied over his skull. "Pardon?"
"Stop the fight."
Pein frowned at Itachi. "Why?"
Another shout erupted from the crew, drawing the attention of both. Hidan was now brandishing his knife before Kisame, a wild look taking over his features. A ferocious grin split his features and he lunged forward with every intention of skewering Kisame on the end of the very dangerous blade.
"He has a knife."
Pein smirked at Itachi. "Don't be foolish to think Kisame would ever be caught unarmed."
Itachi turned his pensive gaze to the battle below. True to Pein's words, Kisame extracted his own dagger and proceeded to slash at Hidan with equal fervor. Kisame's superior physical strength forced Hidan back several steps to regroup.
"Even in a fair fight, Kisame is a very dangerous man. Hidan was a fool to spur him on when the entire ship knows of his fondness for you." Pein looked slightly annoyed. "Regardless of the fact that I told him not to grow too fond of you."
"I don't understand."
Pein rubbed his brow, pulling at one of the silver hoops inserted into his eyebrows. "It's between Kisame and myself."
Itachi clenched his fingers around the banister surrounding the small deck before the captain's quarters. Each jab of Hidan's dagger seemed to grow ever more deadly. He looked ready to kill Kisame where he stood, while Kisame's movements were more on the defensive.
"I know what you are thinking."
Itachi slid his gaze to Pein. "Do you?"
"You are thinking that Hidan is dominating the fight. Kisame possesses more than the average man's stamina. He can easily hold his own for longer than his opponent. Hidan is too arrogant to realize he's being played. By the time he knows, he'll have already lost." Pein crossed his arms and smirked down at the duel being carried out below them. "Poor, arrogant idiot. He should know Kisame likes the fight more than the outcome."
Seconds ticked by with Kisame bleeding profusely from several shallow cuts along his forearm and chest, yet still he maintained his grin. Hidan was panting heavily and his swings slowing dramatically compared to the start of the fight.
Pein was correct in his assessment of them and the eventual outcome.
Kisame was allowing Hidan to think he was dominating the fight. He was allowing the attacks until they exhausted his opponent. Now with Hidan's stamina wasted, he was at Kisame's mercy…and mercy didn't look to be in the cards.
Kisame lunged forward and plowed his elbow into Hidan's cheek, sending the other man to the hard surface of the ship's deck. "You know better than to underestimate me."
Hidan kicked out with a leg, not fully taking Kisame down, but weakening his stance enough for him to recover. His breath panted in and out in loud heaves. Even if he recognized his eventual loss, he was unwilling to verbally relent or seek a cease in their activity.
"Maybe." Hidan grinned, only serving to send Kisame plowing a fist into his unmarked cheek with enough force to feel the bone crunch slightly beneath his knuckles.
"What game are you playing at?" snarled Kisame, bringing his knife up so that it cut a deep slash across Hidan's chest. "I can play this all night."
"So can I." Hidan brandished his knife before tossing it with as much force as he could manage in his considerably weakened state. To the shock of all who witnessed it, his target was not his opponent but the youth standing beside the captain.
The attack was so sudden and unexpected from anyone that had the aim been more precise, it would have surely sunk deeply into Itachi. Instead, it sliced by his cheek, leaving a shallow, bleeding scratch across high cheek bone and shocked eyes.
The pain radiating from Itachi's cheek was muted compared to the shock swirling through him. When training with his father, he was always quite good at predicting movement before his opponent. His father instructed him that such an ability was not limited to the battleground, but could also be useful in other settings as well. Hidan's attack towards him was as unpredictable an action as any he had seen. The sudden silence amid the entire crew was a testament to it.
His eyes met Kisame's across the length of the ship. He watched as the crystalline blue eyes went dark and a furious snarl replaced surprise. Obviously Hidan's actions were a surprise to everyone, including Kisame.
Kisame lunged for Hidan, his fist plowing again and again. Blood spurted beneath each pounding drive. He was unmindful of anything except fury, even as crew members scrambled to break the fight at Pein's furious shout.
"Fuck it all! Break them apart!"
Kisame roared his anger and struggled against the four men holding him back from killing his blood soaked opponent. "Hidan! Let me go!"
Hidan grinned, his pain filled gaze moving to where Itachi and Pein stood. "I wonder what yur pretty boy be thinking of you now. Pity I missed."
Kisame growled and turned his gaze to where Itachi stood with his fingers pressed to the shallow wound on his cheek. "You son of a bitch.
"Kisame, that's enough." Pein trotted down the short staircase and stood before Hidan in disgust. "I'll give you two choices, Mr. Hidan. Stay in this port…or I'll kill you myself."
"I didn't kill the little rat," sneered Hidan.
"I don't care," whispered Pein. "You attacked a member of this crew without provocation or a challenge. That is nearly as bad as mutiny. Just be glad I don't leave you on an island with only a pistol."
Hidan struggled to his feet, the remainder of the crew having gone silent. "Fuck you! I've been wit you fir years and you toss me aside fir some slant eyed brat who's balls probably haven't dropped yet."
Pein drew his pistol from his waist and aimed it directly at Hidan's brow. "From this distance, I won't miss. Make your choice, Mr. Hidan. I want my crew to have plenty of time to rest on shore after cleaning up the mess you made on my deck. You've done nothing but stir up trouble since we found the lad. I made my decision to keep him. You made your choice, now you face the consequences."
Hidan's eyes darted from Pein to Kisame and then back to Pein. "I'll stay ashore."
Lavender eyes narrowed and his head cocked to the side. A slight sigh escaped Pein as he lowered his pistol. "A pity. Mr. Asuma?"
"Aye, Captain?"
"Escort Mr. Hidan below to collect his belongings. The rest of you are free to go ashore, but be back in time to load the ship once the supplies are delivered. We sail on the morning tide."
Hidan snarled through his swollen face. "This no be the last you be hearing of me."
"I would suggest you pray it is." Pein turned on his heel and marched directly to Itachi. His hand grasped the slender chin and his gaze narrowed at the freely bleeding slice. "Take care of that injury or else it will scar."
Dropping his hand, Pein wiped the blood on the sash tied around his waist and marched into his cabin without another word. The crew watched in silence as the door slammed almost violently. It was a rare sign for the captain to express such visible anger.
Itachi stood quietly, staring in the direction the captain left. His hand lifted to the blood dripping down his cheek. Facial wounds always seemed worse than they were, generally bleeding profusely from even small cuts.
Shikamaru approached him silently. "I'm not sure who the captain is angrier with, Hidan for acting the part of a fool, or Kisame for rising to his bait."
The words propelled Itachi from his musing. "Is Kisame alright?"
"Dan is bandaging him up. He's going to be in a foul mood tonight. You'd be smart to avoid him." Shikamaru huffed a sigh. "Come on, I have some cream you can put on that cut. It will help keep it from scaring, though a scar or two might give you a bit of dashing."
Itachi smiled slightly. It felt like the first time he had smiled in a long time. "Thank you."
"You can thank me by buying the first round. I'll teach you about liar's dice. It's a bluffing game, but if you know how to read the other players, you can make quite a bit of gold." Shikamaru procured a small bit of salve and handed it to Itachi before shoving his hands into his pockets and strolling towards the gang plank leading down to the dock. "Come on, Asuma will join us when he finishes taking out the trash."
Itachi followed Shikamaru down the plank, his gaze drifting back towards the door leading below deck to where Kisame had disappeared. His fingers lifted to his still stinging cheek. "Did his attack miss…or was it on purpose?"
Shikamaru paused at the base of the plank and cocked his head. "Hard to say. Hidan was always a hard one to read. Truthfully, it could go either way with him. He always had a sadistic side. I can postulate two scenarios to both possibilities."
Itachi frowned. "Yes."
Itachi could as well. He had heard Hidan's gloating towards Kisame, and it did not sit well with him. Why would it matter to Kisame of his thoughts of him?
"Regardless, it's over and best not to dwell on it. Too troublesome, either way. I can say the ship will run smoother without that scalawag. I never understood why the captain kept him around so long."
"Friendship?" offered Itachi.
"Not likely. The only person on the ship who can even be considered a friend of Captain Pein is Kisame. There is trust there." Shikamaru shrugged his shoulders as they reached a tavern known as The King's Lady. "This place looks calm enough."
"How will Asuma-san…I mean, Mr. Asuma, know where to find us?"
Shikamaru led Itachi through the small crowd of men and women to a quiet table in the back. "He'll look for the least rowdy place there is."
"Then we wait?"
Shikamaru grinned ruthlessly. "Now we prepare to fleece these curs of their gold. It's time I taught you the intricacies of Liar's Dice."

oOo
Kisame hissed at Dan's no nonsense approach to cleaning his wounds. High alcohol content rum was poured over several of the deeper slashes made by Hidan's knife. The stinging forced him to grind his teeth together at the agony spreading outward.
"Shit…damn—"
"Shut up. If you're going to get your ass cut up, you're going to deal with me." Dan cleaned the excess rum from the wounds along with blood before spreading a thick herb scented salve over the deeper ones. "You're lucky you didn't end up skewered on that blade."
"Hidan is good with the knife, but I'm better." Kisame grunted as fingers moved from his cuts to attend to the swelling bruises littering his chest and face. A small gasp came from the bed, drawing his attention.
Large dark eyes stared at him from a pale face. He didn't speak, merely watched as Dan bandaged the wounds. Curiosity and interest shown in the gaze.
"Ah, Sasuke, sorry to wake you." Dan wiped his hands before reaching over to pat Sasuke's mussed dark head. "I've been teaching him a little English. He isn't nearly as adept in speaking as his brother. Itachi has gotten quite good with the language. He doesn't hesitate much any more."
"Itachi?" Sasuke looked up expectantly at Dan at the mention of his brother's name. "Itachi where?"
"The captain is going to want to put him to work soon. Is he healing?" Kisame eyed the bony boy with a keen eye. "He's rather small, isn't he?"
Dan chuckled and gave Sasuke a small pat before moving away. "He's healthy, still a little weak but that will pass in a matter of days."
"Maybe I'll send him to Chouza. He's been wanting someone to help out in the galley." Kisame settled back in the chair. "I should go check on Itachi."
"Sit still and rest for a minute. The cut wasn't bad. I'm sure someone is checking it out." Dan placed a firm hand on Kisame's shoulder. "As ship surgeon, I insist you take a minute to relax."
Rest? The man had to be insane. His first order of business was the check on Itachi and then to find a wench with enough stamina to keep up with him before dawn. He needed to relieve the pent up sexual frustration caused by Itachi before being trapped on the ship with him for several weeks. They were still a long way from Tsunade Island and it was unlikely if there would be any more stops between here and the island. Pein was desperate to be reunited with Konan.
"I'll rest when I'm dead." Kisame stood and forced his way past Dan and up the steps to the main deck where Hidan was exiting down the plank under Asuma's watchful eye. "He's gone then? Where's Itachi?"
Asuma shook the ashes from his pipe over the side of the ship. "I imagine he is with Shikamaru at the first tavern they come to. Hopefully it's not as seedy as the last one. Shikamaru's a bit too lazy to find the best of all those around. He merely takes the first available. And how are you feeling? I imagine Captain Pein will be foisting the quartermaster duties onto you as well. It is a shame Hidan left at this point."
Kisame growled low in his throat. "Good riddance."
"He was a good quartermaster," commented Asuma as the two made their way down the gang plank.
"There are others to be found." Kisame eyed the first tavern they approached. It would do.
They entered and quickly located Itachi and Shikamaru. Shikamaru was currently betting on the dice while Itachi watched with a riveted gaze. It was amazing how quickly he was able to pick up things. Pein was correct. He would make a good captain once he was more educated in workings of a ship and had some years of experience on him.
"Too easy," smirked Shikamaru as he accepted the gold coins from his fellow gamblers. "Would you like to give it a try, Itachi?"
Itachi shook his head. "I have no wish to lose my gold."
"That's because you're a smart lad," commented Asuma as he joined Shikamaru at the table.
Kisame approached Itachi, his hand lifting to inspect the cut on Itachi's cheek. "Are you well, lad?"
Dark eyes lifted to meet his, the thick lashes giving him an almost feminine look. Almost. "I'm well."
He was loathe to lower his hand from the soft skin stretched taut across the cheek. For only the span of a breath he allowed himself to savor the feel before dropping his hand. "Good."
"There's a fair amount of free wenches, Kisame." Shikamaru sent him a sly glance. "You should partake while you can if that is your intention."
Kisame nodded and with a final glance to Itachi, he moved to a large, sturdy woman with voluptuous breasts and an attractive face. He ignored the intense gaze which he knew, without looking,came from Itachi. Instead, he grabbed the woman's wrist and tugged her unceremoniously toward the stairs leading to the small rooms upstairs.
He slammed through the first available door and pushed it closed with flattened fist, barely even giving the woman a glance before shoving her to her knees. "Suck."

oOo
Itachi watched Kisame prowl upstairs with the wench. His hand clenched at his side to keep from lifting to touch his cheek where Kisame's hand had stroked moments before. He refused to allow these strange and disturbing emotions to rule him.
Shikamaru seemed quite satisfied as he watched Kisame leave their company. "Would you care to make a wager, Asuma?"
"Stakes?"
"I wager that Kisame is down in five minutes." Shikamaru placed two worn coins on the table between them.
Asuma eyed the money before adding his to the wager. "Twenty. That wench was rather beautiful, even if a bit worn down."
"Oh no. She's not what he wants. He'll get off as quick as possible and be back down to drink." Shikamaru smirked knowingly. "Trust me. There is still time to join the bet, Itachi."
"No, thank you." Itachi was already on edge while imagining what was going on behind the closed door of the upper room. He knew enough about the relations between men and women to know that Kisame was putting his cock inside her. And it annoyed him to the point of a near physical manifestation of his ire.
Asuma withdrew a pocket watch and kept an eye on the time. True to Shikamaru's assessment, five minutes later, Kisame came down the stairs. "Damn. You've the devil's luck with reading people."
Itachi watched Kisame take the steps slowly, a lazy look hooded his eyes and a slight flush spread across his features. It was more than he could stand and without a word to Shikamaru or Asuma, he turned on his heel and marched towards the exit.
Why did it bother him so badly that Kisame took his pleasure with a wench? Why?

AN: I'm going through and editting chapters. I'll post them as I get them finished, likely on the same schedule as AO3. So you get two chapter updates today since I'm catching up with what I have posted on AO3
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Seaswept	By : Daydreamer79 Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 1959 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Seaswept