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One more Last Chance	By : KuroKitsune Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1816 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Yeah! My muse sings! She still needs a name. My Beta gave me one but I did ask you all, so I will wait a little bit longer till I decide for sure. Hope you like it. R&R. Please?
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Itachi POV
I wonder what he looks like without clothes on, I thought to myself as Kisame walked me up to my room. I had just gotten off the phone with Kurama- who had told the hotel staff that his name was Sasuke so I would talk to him.
I really wish I had told him Sasuke and I were taking this trip. Why the hell didn’t I tell him again? I was so lost in my thoughts that Kisame’s hand on my shoulder startled me.
“Hey? You alright?” he asked, his eyes shining with worry.
“As alright as I can be. I wish Sasuke had taken his phone with him. The one time I make him leave it somewhere….” I trailed off looking back at the floor.
“Why did you make him leave it?” he asked, his head cocked to the side.
“If he had it with him he would have been working. He’s a workaholic. He…. he kinda fell apart after….”
“After Naruto left?” he finished. My head snapped up so fast I about gave myself whiplash.
“How do you know he left?” I asked sharply.
“Well you said they didn’t leave on good terms, but there’s no way anyone would leave him and then go seek him out just to yell at him about something that happened ten years ago. Unless he holds the longest grudges in the world,” he pointed out.
I sighed. “Yes, after Naruto left he kinda lost it. We lost our parents when he was young so he developed a separation issue. He closed himself off form almost everybody. Naruto was his window to the outside world. And after he left, Sasuke just shut himself down. It got so bad he almost died.”
“How? I know people can take losing someone really hard, I myself have lost people really important, but with you there…”
“When Sasuke was little he would have nightmares. And after our parents died, they got bad. Really bad. Like panic attack bad. Our family has always had really good respiratory health, but when he started having the panic attacks, he would have problems breathing.
“It started off with really bad wheezing, and as he got older it got worse. I was really glad to have Naruto at that time. Naruto could always calm Sasuke down, no matter what. I was working a lot to keep father’s company afloat for a while so I couldn’t always be there, even when I wanted to be.
“Naruto’s older brother, Kurama, was the one who warned me the attacks where getting worse. I was never more grateful to anyone as I was to him for that when Sasuke stopped breathing that first time. Because he nagged me about it, Sasuke had the pills that stopped the attacks, at least when he was having one. They helped him breathe.
“After a few years he steadily grew out of them but every once in a while he would get a bad one. By the time he was in high school we all thought he had outgrown them for good, but thankfully Kurama instilled the fear of them in me good, so I always had the meds on hand, and kept them from expiring.
"When Naruto started acting weird, Sasuke started having the nightmares again. It was a week before he snapped and asked me to help. I had an idea and calling Kurama only confirmed it.
“Naruto loved Sasuke. Me and Kurama could see it but thought they should come together on their own. We never said anything to either of them but we had a bet going on who would confess first. But instead of confessing, something happened and Naruto ran. Kurama wouldn’t tell me, no matter what I threatened to do. Said something about not wanting me to tell Sasuke.”
“So did he tell you when you talked to him a bit ago?”
“No. That bastard didn’t tell me shit!” I spat. “I will gut that man when I see him again.”
Kisame just chuckled. “You sounded like an old married couple on the phone. Or at least you did. An old boyfriend perhaps?”
“HA! That man is straighter than is sane. I at one point though, I thought I loved him, but somewhere along the way it changed. I think it was that kind of love that if we had done something with it, it would have lasted a life time, but we didn’t, and it changed. He was as much my brother as Sasuke.”
“Straighter than is sane? What the hell does that mean.” I knew he was trying to distract me, but I allowed if for now.
“It means that every guy I brought home would get grilled in some way or another. He would test them and if they cracked they weren't good enough. I remember one I guy brought home. It was this really girly looking guy, I can’t remember his name right now - I haven’t seen him in years- but Kurama was really mad at being dumped that morning so he took it out on him.
“First off the guy wasn’t really my type. Kurama called him a girl version of Naruto with his blond hair and blue eyes. Of course the moment he said that there’s no way I could have slept with him. But then he got a little drunk on eggnog and -I still want to know how he did it- but he roped both Naruto AND Sasuke into singing the song ‘Somebody Told Me’.
“Even I busted a gut. Of course to make the whole damn thing funnier the guy -Deidara! That’s his name- just laughed and started singing with them. All of them singing in my living room like a bunch of idiots, ‘Somebody told me that you had a boyfriend who looks like a girlfriend!’”
I was laughing at the memory, and so was he. “Then to make matters worse Deidara, of all people, put the song ‘Dude looks like a lady’ on. And the best part was everybody's faces when I told them Deidara wasn’t my boyfriend, he was a classmate that needed a place to stay for a few days while the school worked on the dorms during Christmas break. But that was the funniest Christmas party ever.”
Me and Kisame had to stop and catch our breath, we were laughing so hard. “I would have loved to have seen that!” he said. “I would have paid to see that.”
“I had cameras set up in a few rooms in the house after neighbors reported break-ins the month before. I have it all on tape.” I smirked. His eyes had gone wide and I had to restrain the urge to laugh again.
“Name it! What do I have to do to see that tape?” he asked, a huge smile plastered on his face. We were at my room now, and before I could think better of it or talk myself out of it is said, “You can pay the room service for dinner tonight while I set it up on my laptop.”
He just smiled and made a motion that I should open the door. I did and he followed me in.
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