2 Young 2 Be Mine | By : Mysticaldragon11 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1404 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Itachi sat in Biology. Deidara was his lab partner and he was now listening to the blonde drone on and on about an art show that was coming up. The only part that actually caught his attention was when Deidara said he was going to it with Sasori, Deidara’s red headed non crush. Itachi smirked. He knew why Deidara was going to the art show with him.
He was going to try to impress him with his own art and therefore get the red head to notice him. Deidara had said several times that this was not the case. He didn’t want the red head to notice him. He was happy just being friends with him. Hidan had flat out called him a liar and had said something like “The reason teen aged boys have older guy friends is to get the older guys to notice us and get into our pants.” Deidara had laughed it off. Hidan himself had gotten his older guy friend to notice him. Deidara asked if he wasn’t scared. He laughed and said “of what?” Deidara was dumbfounded. He would be afraid that if he got the older guy’s attention that the older guy was going to want to teach him things that usually took place in a bed or a backseat or anywhere that would work for the moment. Deidara was sure he wasn’t ready for that. Itachi himself wondered if it came down to that bottom line if he himself would be able to follow through. Hidan had said that they had better be prepared to. This wasn’t a normal high school boy they were messing with. These were grown guys with experience. They wouldn’t hang around and play little boy games when the world is full of grown up guys willing to go the distance. Deidara had been or at least acted shocked. Tobi stayed quiet on all counts. He never took part in their conversations when it came to older guys noticing younger guys. He was neutral on the subject. The bell rang ending Deidara’s constant babbling about art. Itachi simply shook his head and laughed at the blonde. “What, un?” He asked confused. “You want the red head as much as I want Kisame. You are just scared of what he would want from you. Admit it.” Itachi said as they walked to their lockers. Deidara feigned innocence. “No, un. I just like his ability to make good art, un.” Deidara said. Itachi rolled his eyes and shook his head. “Okay but when another guy comes around and starts kissing Sasori or touching him in all the right places and making him moan at the top of his---“Stop! That isn’t going to happen, un. He isn’t like that.” Deidara said. His face was bright red. Itachi laughed and walked on to his next class. School was boring but when you had class with Hidan it could only get better. “Seriously man. If you want Kisame to notice you, just show some skin.” Hidan was saying. Itachi was trying not to die of embarrassment. Apart from running naked through Kisame’s yard while he was outside was just pushing it a bit. He laughed in spite of himself though. That would definitely get Kisame’s attention, but it would also get the whole neighborhoods and his parents. The next three classes were like that. They were continual fun as Hidan threw out ideas how to get Kisame’s attention. They of course all involved Itachi getting naked. Itachi wondered how many of these ideas that Hidan might have used on Kakuzu. Hidan had it easier. He lived with Kakuzu due to the fact that Kakuzu was Hidan’s legal guardian. It was a long and boring story of how it happened. Hidan was in heaven. He had Kakuzu right there at his fingertips. He could do and say whatever whenever. “So anyway, all you have to do is take a shower at his house and just happen to drop your towel. He will be on you in an instant.” Hidan said. Itachi gave him a look as if to say ‘what planet are you from?’ “I suppose you have done this?” Itachi asked. Hidan didn’t answer he just grinned widely. Itachi shook his head and rolled his eyes. He would never figure Hidan out. He had known him from first grade, back when he lived with his druggie parents. He had been through the mill with him as his parents went to prison and Kakuzu had taken custody. “Hey, I am betting the first time you get naked in front of him he will be yours.” Hidan said as they walked out of class. Itachi smiled. Hidan was his pick me up. He never felt depressed around him. School was out and he met Sasuke out front of the school as usual. Madara smiled and waved. They smiled and waved back as they climbed into his car. “So how is school going?” He asked. Sasuke went on and on about the basketball team and Madara laughed and listened intently. He looked at Itachi while Sasuke boasted about making the team. Itachi smiled proudly over Sasuke’s head. Madara smiled back just as proud. “So how is Tobi?” Madara asked. Itachi knew this was directed at him. “He is doing good. He is getting good grades and he seems to be happy with everything.” Itachi said. Madara smiled warmly. Tobi had always meant a great deal to Madara. They were practically brothers considering that the Uchiha’s were so tight knit of a family. “I didn’t see him leave the school today. Was he at school?” Madara asked. Itachi nodded. “Yeah he had a dentist appointment this afternoon so he left early.” Itachi said. Madara nodded in understanding. “I hope you don’t mind but I have to stop at Zetsu’s house and drop off his work schedule. He missed work today due to a migraine.” Madara said. Itachi and Sasuke shrugged. It didn’t matter to them. They pulled into Zetsu’s apartment parking lot. Madara turned off the ignition and went to get out of the car. He winced in pain and stopped to return to his previous position. “Are you okay?” Itachi asked in concern. He smiled and shook his head. “I pulled a muscle in my back at work today. I thought it was better apparently not.” He said. Itachi held out his hand. “I will take the schedule to Zetsu for you. Which apartment is his?” Itachi asked. Madara smiled gratefully. He put the paper into Itachi’s hand. “Its apartment 14B.” He said. Itachi nodded and got out of the car. Itachi walked up a flight of stairs. He turned onto a balcony and made his way to the apartment. He got to the door and knocked. Music was playing inside and the door wasn’t latched. Thinking that maybe he just couldn’t hear him Itachi opened the door. He stepped inside and looked around for Zetsu. He didn’t see him anywhere. What he did see was Tobi’s bag sitting on the table. He smiled. He walked through the apartment and to the bedroom door. Never once did he expect to see what he saw. Zetsu was on top of Tobi. Both boys were naked and Tobi was calling out Zetsu’s name as Zetsu made love to Tobi. Itachi was frozen. He couldn’t believe his eyes and he couldn’t breathe. He wanted to back away and not see this. Though his eyes kept betraying him and watched this sinful erotic act. Zetsu was saying something to Tobi and Tobi was breathlessly agreeing. A moment later it was over as the two reached their peak and pulled apart. Tobi was covered in sweat and his own juices. Zetsu was wiping the mess up with a towel as the two clung together. Still Itachi couldn’t move. Even when his mind told him he should or get caught watching. Tobi happened to look up at the door for whatever reason. “Oh shit!” He said and jumped up to grab his boxers. He slid them on and rushed to Itachi’s side. He turned Itachi around and pushed him down the hall to the living room. He forced Itachi to sit on the couch. Itachi was in shock or something. Tobi snapped his fingers in front of Itachi’s face. Itachi slowly began focusing on the here and now. Reality crashed in and then Itachi was on his feet. Zetsu came out of the bedroom wearing a pair of sleep pants. Itachi looked down at the paper in his hands. He thrust the paper towards Zetsu. “Madara said to give this to you.” He said in a rush. Zetsu took the paper and nodded. “Thank you.” He said. Itachi nodded in a numb state. He looked at Tobi who was trying his best to come up with the right words to explain all of this. It made sense why Tobi stayed out of it. “You’re a hypocrite.” Itachi said and walked out the door. Tobi was calling Itachi’s name but it didn’t matter Itachi was gone. He got back into Madara’s car and Madara looked at Itachi in question. Itachi couldn’t smile, he couldn’t do anything except sit there. Madara drove them home. Itachi went to his room and didn’t even stop to talk to his parents. He didn’t even notice that Kisame was sitting at the table. He was upset and in shock still. Tobi had said he needed help because of his thoughts and his crush. Tobi had been two faced. That hurt more than he could fathom at the moment. He, Tobi, Deidara and Hidan had grown up together. They had always had each other’s backs. They never lied to each other and they never stabbed each other in the back, but Tobi had kept a secret and he had been a hypocrite to Itachi, his own flesh and blood. Itachi was hurt. Itachi was betrayed and he felt like he might throw up. Downstairs he could hear Mikoto asking Sasuke what happened. Sasuke obviously didn’t know and said something about Emo teens. A soft knock on his door caused him to frown more. He wanted to be left alone. The door opened and Kisame stepped in. Itachi sat up on his bed and nervously watched as Kisame came towards him. Kisame sat on the bed next to Itachi. Their shoulders brushed and instead of the butterflies he normally felt a wave of depression washed over him. He looked at the floor. Tears pricked the back of his eyes and he tried so hard not to let them out. Kisame rubbed circles in Itachi’s back. “So do you want to tell me what happened? Your mom and dad are worried. I promise whatever it is you can trust me.” Kisame said. Itachi looked at Kisame and the first tear fell. “I realized today that someone I trusted the most in my life betrayed me.” Itachi said his voice broke on the end of the sentence and a painful sob tore loose. Tears streamed down his face and he felt miserable. Kisame pulled Itachi close to him and held him against him as he cried. Kisame rocked him gently like a parent does a child. At this moment Itachi didn’t care. He looked like a child and he felt like a child. It didn’t matter what Kisame thought of him at this moment. He wanted to be the fifteen year old he was and it didn’t matter that he was going to have to fight to save his dignity. He let himself be rocked and he curled up in Kisame’s lap like a small child and cried until his head hurt and his stomach ached. He was so lost and so miserable. Kisame didn’t mind in the least. 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