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

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A/N:O'hisashiburi desu ne, minna-san?

Here's the new chapter.

Douzo!

Unbeta-ed.

Warnings:INCEST, male/male, language, slight OOC, violence, etc.

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"Speaking"

'Thinking'

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… (Long double lines) = change of scenery/new scene.

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 7

'Yes, Itachi, oh my god, I will!' The joyful words distantly echoed in mind as he absentmindedly regarded the diamond ring between his fingers.

He could still remember his response, his answer to his question, the proposal. The way those cerulean blue eyes had shone with happiness when he had spotted him, the tears of joy that had gathered around the edges, that beautiful bright smile.

Now he was gone…. as well as the happiness that memory used to bring. Only a numb feeling was left in its place, hiding the despair and anguish that desperately wanted to tear its way out at the sight of that ring - the diamond ring that once adorned his beloved's finger, a piece of jewelry that symbolized the love they held for each other, that used to tied themselves to one another.

The exquisite ring was in his grasp and no longer where it belonged, on its equally beautiful carrier. The ring seemed duller now, more lifeless, as if knowing the damage that had been done, knowing that it no longer represented love and commitment.

Stroking the surface where his beloved's finger once existed, he continued to regard it before gently placing it next to the necklace his love usually wore, a thin black rope carrying a turquoise gemstone, surrounded by two metal pieces.

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Ceasing his insistent pounding on his brother's bedroom door, he let his balled fists fall to his sides, leaning against the door as worry clutched at his heart, his eyebrows furrowing to the point of pain.

His brother had been like this for a day now, locked up inside his room refusing to come out or even respond to his pleas. It all began when Itachi received the ring, when he noticed that all the photographs of Naruto were missing from their bedroom, the lack of clothes in the wardrobe and that the majority of the blonde's items were gone.

At first, Itachi had gotten slightly catatonic, just standing in the middle of the room staring at nothing but then realization had eventually grasped him and he had torn and smashed everything he could get his hands on, filled with rage and anguish at the painful outcome.

He had rushed to his brother's aid, trying to stop Itachi from hurting himself and tearing the house apart. But his sibling had struck him then, too enraged to care who had dared to cease his hand, causing him to fall on the floor and hit his head on the dresser.

Having had pulled himself off of the floor, his vision had caught sight of his paralyzed sibling staring down at him from above, dark eyes wide with shock and mouth slightly agape. He knew that Itachi had never meant to hurt him, being too distressed and tormented to think clearly, but even so, he had quietly left the room to let Itachi have some time alone, wanting to give him a chance to simmer down.

However…. that had apparently been a mistake and they were now in this predicament.

He knew his brother was hurting, because he was as well, but why did he push him away? Was it because he felt guilty for Naruto's departure and for striking him?

Did Itachi not want to face him because of it or did he blame him as well? Did he not wish to see him anymore because of their relationship having driven Naruto away? Had he stopped caring? Had Itachi finally realized he was nothing more than a brother?

Ignoring the prickling feeling in his eyes, he slowly exhaled. The person he loved aside from Itachi was gone and all he could do was to think about himself, worrying whether his brother would keep their relationship going or not. How selfish could he get?

Stumbling away from the door, he walked downstairs, determined to find the extra key to the bedroom. He would not let his brother do this to himself and he would not be ignored, they were both involved in this mess and should therefore solve it together.

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Rummaging through the drawers in the storage room, he searched for the spare key he knew should be there somewhere. He had spent a lot more time over at his brother's house than in his own apartment so he practically knew the place like the back of his hand.

Although knowing where they kept the extra keys, he didn't know in which particular confinement they were, making it difficult to find them without losing his temper. He didn't have time to search for keys when his brother could be doing God knows what in the bedroom, though he really didn't have any other choice.

What else could he possibly do? He had no one to call for aid, no one who would be willing to help them without any questions asked. Suigetsu, Juugo and Kisame did not know about their relationship and he was sure that Itachi wouldn't want them here, not when they were suffering. Also, they would probably ask too many questions, about why the kitchen was smashed kitchen and so on and he did not feel like explaining.

Speaking of which… despite the crime Gaara had committed, they could not turn him in, something he knew the bastard probably had known. If they were to tell the police what had happened, Gaara would most likely reveal their secret and they would not only be shunned by their former friends but by society in general, the reason why they refrained. Though, if he ever saw that tattooed freak again, he would be the one to give him a makeover.

Narrowing his eyes at the train of thought before subconsciously rubbing the small bump on his head, he pulled the lowest drawer open and lifted the small screw box out to look underneath. It appeared as if at least someone was on his side today because the shimmering keychain lay thrown inside. Quickly grabbing it, he stepped out of the storage room, locked the door and walked inside before ascending upstairs.

Having reached the final step of the staircase, his gaze fell upon the bedroom door as he neared it. A small delusional part of him had hoped to see it open but the more sane part knew that it wouldn't happen any time soon.

Coming to a stop just outside the room, he leaned against the door. "Itachi?" He tried once more to make sure. "Itachi, open the door…"

Noticing the demand being unheeded as seconds passed, he sighed and placed the key by the lock, inserting it while turning his wrist around to get it opened. Pulling the handle, he opened the door and crossed the threshold to gaze around the room. He frowned as it appeared to be empty and walked over to the bed to check for any signs of his brother before the sound of streaming water reached his ear.

He shifted his gaze and noticed the red color of the indicator on the bathroom door and immediately knew that his brother was inside, the sounds and color having announced its occupancy. He decided to give his brother some time to finish and leaned against the bed frame, threading his fingers through his bangs while sighing audibly, emotionally exhausted.

He used to hate the feeling of being irresponsible and treated like a child but now when the roles were reversed and he had to be the one to support his older brother, he regretted ever fussing about it.

The situation they were in was far from simple. Naruto had appeared to have deserted them after spotting them together and the blond either hated them and wanted nothing to do with them again or chose to distance himself for a while. Judging by the silent treatment from Naruto's friend and family, not to mention the ring being delivered and Naruto telling Gaara to get his belongings out of the house, the first assumption seemed more probable than the latter.

He honestly didn't know how to get through the mess they had created. The person he loved and considered his best friend and more was gone and might never return. His older brother was pushing him away and he alone had to make things right, how on Earth should he do it?

Hearing the falling drops of water subdue, he turned his head towards the bathroom door, waiting for the handle to be pulled and red to turn green. Seeing as it happened, he walked the few steps to the door, ready to give his brother a piece of his mind and to make him realize that feeling sorry for himself and moping around wouldn't help anyone.

Turning his narrowed onyx eyes towards equally dark ones, he stared them down before taking a step back, allowing his brother to properly get out of the bathroom. Before he could back away completely however, he was grabbed and slammed against the wall, gasping as a hand lightly squeezed at his throat.

"Ita-" He rasped only to have his mouth covered by the other's, an insistent tongue gliding heatedly against his own, probing deeper to force his own tongue into submission. His eyes were wide as saucers as the unexpected ministrations continued, the suffocating hold holding him firmly in place against the wall.

Probably noticing his lack of participation, Itachi tore his mouth away from his and dragged him over to the bed while his mind still suffered from the light oxygen deprivation, making him fall backwards and onto it. Hands were suddenly tearing and pulling at his clothes, forcing them down and off until soughed out skin was revealed, stroked and gripped by delicate pale hands. Legs were placed between his own, a knee rubbing firmly against his crotch, trying to evoke a reaction and slowly succeeding.

He began to trash beneath his brother, fighting between the traitorous touches and his common sense. They shouldn't be doing this. He didn't want to become his brother's comfort lay and after what had happened with Naruto he wasn't sure whether they should be doing this at all. He couldn't even tell who Itachi was picturing beneath him right now, him or Naruto.

Even so, Itachi's warm and moist mouth kept nipping at his throat, licking and sucking every patch of skin the mouth could latch onto as he rubbed himself against him, creating sweet friction and sending waves of pleasure down their spines.

His hands were in turn pushing at his brother's muscled chest, trying to stop his advances yet failing as pleasure began to overload his senses, slowly forcing those thoughts away. He was already burning with arousal, his body failing him miserably, and Itachi only fueled that lust, touching, kissing and grinding himself against him, making their lengths throb and produce its creamy nectar, which smeared against their slits.

Perspiration soon began to cover their bodies, casting a light sheen over flushed pale skin. The trashing and the desperateness behind the actions made their hearts beat faster, panting mouths slanted over each other, one trying to dominate while the other futilely tried to break free.

As Itachi latched onto his nipple, simultaneously dragging the last piece of clothing off of his body while grinding their naked arousals against each other, he realized where things were going and reared back against the headboard, away from his brother's touch and tempting body. He wouldn't let this happen, he couldn't.

"Itachi… stop!" He shouted with some difficulty as the other raven never ceased his actions, only increasing the passionate and urgent advances. Licking a path down his abdomen, his brother followed the little trail of pubic hair while holding his hips down forcibly to keep him grounded.

"No… Itachi…. ah, don't…" He groaned as his brother's hand slowly encircled his erection, teasingly stroking up and down and back again, trying to make him give in to the luscious, sinful pleasure. Itachi's mouth was hovering just above the glistening head of his length, his breath teasing him for a few seconds before a tongue was flattened against and swirled around it heatedly.

His hands clutched at the sheets, trying to remove himself from his brother's grasp despite the overriding sense of euphoria that clouded his mind. His brother was getting more impatient as he refused to surrender, now taking him deep in the moist depths of his mouth, sucking and humming while hollowing his cheeks. "No… stop… don't-"

The older male only continued and he gripped the long black tresses in retaliation, attempting to pull his brother off of his cock by pulling his hair in a way he knew would be painful. It didn't help at first but soon the mouth withdrew and he weakly exhaled, thinking his brother had noted his unwillingness and ceased the unwanted course of action. When the feeling of something wet and slippery touched his puckered entrance however, his eyes widened further before he was enveloped in heat once more, the finger pushing its way through.

He didn't move a muscle as shock and disbelief rippled his core, his breath caught in his throat. The finger was gliding in and out with some difficulty, not being lubricated enough, causing his walls to clutch the prodding digit tightly and ache as it forced its way inside. As another one was added, the pain rapidly increased and he snapped out of his haze.

"I said stop!" He hissed, raising his upper body to push his brother away with his hands, trying to rear back and lose those fingers. Itachi had anticipated the move however and grabbed him with his other arm, twisting and pushing his body down to face the sheets.

Feeling more frightened and angry than before, he started struggling with everything he had, trying to get Itachi off of him. He couldn't understand why his brother was doing this, he had never ignored his say in the matter before, and the thought scared him immensely. Had his brother gone mad? Had this really broken him?

Not choosing to ponder about that any further, feeling something far bigger than fingers nudge his entrance open, he managed to get his arm free from the forcible hold and elbowed his brother in gut. "Knock it off!"

Having caught Itachi by surprise, probably due to his state of arousal, he kicked him off the bed before crawling out of it. Tears leaked out of the corner of his eyes as a reaction to the pressure he'd been put through, physically and mentally. He couldn't believe he was moments away from getting raped.

Swallowing the painful lump in his throat, he quickly noted that Itachi never arose from his position on the floor, remaining there with his long hair draped across his lowered face. He turned to leave the room as the horrible scenes replayed in his head, making his heart clench and bile to arise, only to freeze in place as his brother spoke.

"I'm sorry… Sasuke…"

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Seating himself by the table he ignored the waitress currently pestering him about his orders, couldn't she see that he was busy? Currently talking on the phone and all? He might have left his office but that did not mean that his work was done and over with it.

The loss against the Hebi No Oto Corporation was minor but a loss nonetheless, thus forcing him to take such measures as working overtime and spending his day on the phone. If he had had a choice, he would rather not be on the phone at all but that was not the case.

Only a couple of minutes after the defeat, Akatsuki Corp. had suffered the consequences of the defeat. People phoned them like maniacs, Hidan wouldn't keep his mouth shut and annoyed the entire floor, Kakuzu kept complaining about the additional paperwork he would have to take care of and the money they had lost, Zetsu called in sick, Deidara kept teasing him to the point of him having an aneurysm and his vice presidents had left early.

The day had not seemed to get any better and now this… waitress… was calling him rude. Did she have any idea who she was talking to? Was she aware of the fact that he could get her unemployed in a matter of seconds? Telling Zetsu to 'lay off the greens', he snapped the phone shut and directed a vicious glare at her before ordering the meal he usually ordered and amusedly watched her high tail out of there.

Slumping back in his chair a little once she vanished out of sight, he sighed, his long bangs obscuring his view momentarily. Being the head of a company was far from easy and highly underestimated, his days were long and he always had to work beyond the hours he was expected to. He hated not being there for her-

Hearing a loud voice pierce his thoughts, he automatically turned his head towards the source only to notice three red haired males and a blond by a table three meters away, slightly hidden from his view by an artificial maple tree.

"If you're going to interrogate him, than you might as well leave!" One of them shouted.

Looking more closely at them by turning his head to the side, he recognized them all.

His vice presidents, Nagato and Yahiko, were dining with their brother and that blond male who had freaked out earlier in the hallway of their office. Kyuubi looked outraged while the other three looked shocked, though Nagato's expression hadn't changed much.

He was slightly surprised to see all of them here at Itamae. He had thought his employees would have gone home for dinner, seeing as they had asked for permission to leave due to a family gathering. Was the blond somehow related to them? Since he dined with them and visited their office?

Now when he looked more closely, he did have a certain resemblance to Kyuubi. Could he be a cousin or a brother perhaps? Or was he just an associate with similar physical features?

Feeling curious and slightly bored, he decided to eavesdrop while waiting for his ordered meal. It couldn't hurt, could it? A part of him also liked to find out why that blond had reacted that badly to his appearance. Was he really that scary or had they met before…?

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As his stomach throbbed from the blow it had received, he stared at the floor beneath him while fighting the emotions that tried to break free; guilt, sorrow, wrath and remorse.

He couldn't believe what he had just tried to do. That he had been minutes away from raping his younger brother, someone he loved, who in turn loved and trusted him. … It was never his intention to go that far, he had wanted to please his brother and not the opposite.

Since he had hit Sasuke for interfering him during his moment of destructive rage, he had desperately needed to make it up to him, thinking that the guilt and pain for striking his brother and for having Naruto out of their lives might fade, that he wouldn't feel so horrible of what he had done by making his brother happy.

And being a man of few words, he showed his love through actions and gestures. Though, in his desperation to please his sibling he had turned more violent instead of showering his brother with gentle caresses like he normally used to. Only because the need to pleasure Sasuke viciously clawed at his insides, making him act irrationally to succeed.

Now when he thought more rationally about it however, the act itself seemed incredibly selfish. Of course his brother would be confused about his sudden ministrations after Naruto had… left them because of those, not to mention that he had locked himself inside his room an entire day while refusing to answer his younger brother's calls.

Judging by the words his brother was shouting at the moment, the advances had frightened and shocked him greatly. Sasuke most likely thought he had gone mad or that he was using him to ease the guilt by taking their relationship for granted, that Sasuke would agree to everything he wanted just because he loved him.

He never wanted his sibling to feel that way, to hear the slightly unsteady voice and to see those teary, terrified charcoal eyes. He had just been so intent on pleasuring him that he had failed to notice his sibling's unwillingness, especially since Sasuke never denied him before and usually played hard to get. The thought of hurting Sasuke in any way, however, left a bitter taste in his mouth and made his stomach churn because of how close he had been of doing so badly.

It seemed like as if every time he tried to set things right nowadays, it always backfired and got worse. He had postponed the moment of telling Naruto about their relationship in wait for the right opportunity but then Naruto had found out it anyhow by spotting them in bed together. Now, only a few minutes ago, he had tried to ease his brother's pain but almost ended up raping him instead. Not to mention that even though he had wanted to stay hopeful when Gaara had visited them, he had raged when the last pieces of Naruto was taken away and consequently took it out on his brother.

When did it all go so horrible wrong? Was this the Gods' way of punishing him for his sins along with Sasuke? To rob them of their sole source of happiness? Was it their late parents who looked down at them with contempt for defiling the family name? Cursing their luck that day by having Naruto come home earlier and find out…?

Shifting his obsidian colored eyes towards his brother's despaired ones, his own instantly mirrored them at the sight. Sasuke was sitting on the edge of the large bed across from him, studying him warily while tears slowly trailed down his cheeks.

"…"

That was it.

He never wanted to see his brother in such a state again; he was done with hurting his brother. Rising from the floor carefully as not to frighten Sasuke any further, he slowly took the few steps towards him, making sure not to lose eye contact.

Seeing as Sasuke barely unnoticeably flinched as he approached him, he calmly stretched his arm out to gently poke at his brother's forehead with his index and middle finger, something he always did when they were younger. Sasuke hated it whenever he did so but his brother knew that the touch was more than just a teasing gesture, it was his way of showing him that cared.

Sasuke instantly started to relax as his fingers retreated, obviously recognizing the action and its meaning, but turned to look at him with the same pained expression.

"… I'm sorry, little brother... Forgive me…" He murmured before gently embracing his younger sibling and lover, letting go of the breath he had been holding when Sasuke slowly wrapped his arms around him as well.

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'Uzumaki Naruto, huh…' He thought once the blond's name was mentioned. He couldn't recall having met anyone with that name before and he knew that he would have remembered him if he had, the striking appearance being hard to forget. Perhaps his glare was just scarier than he imagined.

Though, while he hated to admit it, that notion did unnerve him a bit. No one he had met had ever reacted that badly to his anger. Uzumaki had looked scared out of his wits and the glare hadn't even been directed at him.

It was true that he was a feared man within the company and the line of business, but not to the extent that people almost literally would pee their pants whenever they spotted him. Could the blonde perhaps be an employer or employee of one of the companies he had ruined? Toukyou was one of their biggest competitive cities after all…But wouldn't anger be the proper reaction in that case and not fear?

Unnoticeably shaking his head at the train of thought, thinking it was a waste of time, he wiped his mouth with a napkin and gave his thanks for the meal, rising from his seat before paying the check. He had more import matters to attend to and figuring out why a person was scared of him currently wasn't one of them.

Casting one last glance at the Sannins and the Uzumaki, he left the restaurant to attend to his work and finally go home to the one awaiting him.

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"What should we do…?" Sasuke asked once he grabbed the steaming cup of coffee off of the kitchen counter and joined him on the floor.

"We have to tell him the truth… since the others undoubtedly are twisting it additionally." He answered before taking a sip out of his own cup, dimly regarding the vacant spot were the dining table used to stand before it was broken by an ax and thrown out.

"… Do you think he'll forgive us?"

"… That depends on how bad this has affected him…" He slowly turned his head away at the end of the sentence, not wanting his brother to read the emotion that undoubtedly shone through his eyes.

"That means 'no', huh…?"

"… Not necessarily…" He said with some difficulty as pain viciously tore at his heart. "He told Gaara to deliver the ring and to get his things but-"

"He hates us, you mean-" Sasuke dejectedly muttered only to be interrupted.

"No… If Naruto really told Gaara to gather his belongings… then why would he leave the necklace behind?"

"…. He... he never took the necklace?" Sasuke asked in surprise, his mouth slightly agape.

"No… and it isn't like Naruto to forget it where he stored it… it's always been precious to him…"

"Mmm… so… what, you think Gaara lied or something?"

"Not entirely… the handkerchief and ring are legit, but Gaara's definitely hiding something…"

"Like what? He seemed pretty convincing to me…"

"Hn…" He agreed. If it weren't for the necklace then he probably wouldn't have questioned it either, but then again, Gaara had always been a great actor with that impenetrable mask of his. "We'll just have to find out when getting Naruto back…"

"How do you suppose we do that..? They're ignoring us and we've got no idea where Naruto is… besides, what if he doesn't want to talk to us?"

"… That cherry blonde woman… what's her name again?" He asked after a couple of silent seconds, having tried to ignore that painful possibility as well as come up with a plan that might help them.

"Sakura?"

"Hn… she's your friend as well as Naruto's, isn't he?"

"Yeah… but she's with Sai, he would never let her-"

"Sai isn't with her twenty-four-seven, is he? … Approach her during her lunch break and try talking to her… if she notices how sorry you are I'm sure she'd at least tell you something…"

"I don't know… she's not as stupid as she used to be…" Sasuke hesitatingly replied, looking at him questioningly.

"But she's always liked you and that affection's still there even though she claims to have gotten over you a long time ago… She's even dating your look-alike… you should at least give it a try…" He said, knowing the bubble-gummed banshee would be easy to convince, judging by the way she used to act around his little brother. "Naruto's former co-workers might help us as well… I'll try to talk to Ebisu tomorrow since he's never been too fond of Kakashi…"

"And if they won't tell us anything?"

"Then we'll call Shisui and let them handle it…"

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Parting ways, he and Kyuubi said their goodbyes to the younger Sannin brothers before turning the opposite way to walk back toward the parked car by the company building. The sky had darkened considerably since the last time their eyes had rowed across it and the streetlights shone around them to illuminate the way as they strode on the sidewalk.

He was breathing deeply, pulling fresh, cold air inside his lungs to cool the burning warmth within. The evening had turned out quite differently from what he had expected; something that unmistakably contributed to the constant tugging at the corners of his lips.

Nagato and Yahiko were really nice once you got to know them and their opposite yet unique personalities amused him greatly. Nagato was more collected, stoic and protective while Yahiko reminded him of Kyuubi and his old self, loud, obnoxious and stubborn. They had all gotten along pretty well despite the awkward tension in the beginning and at the end of the evening they had even suggested that he could come visit them at the office again.

He was quite pleased that something good had come out of this mess. He had found his brother and hopefully gotten two new friends. His heart was mending though the process was slow, but he knew that he would get there eventually.

Glancing over at his brother, he saw him twirl his red hair around his finger as they walked beside each other on the sidewalk. "Kyuubi…?" He questioned, wondering what his brother was thinking about with such a depressed frown on his face.

"Hmm?" Kyuubi hummed before noticing his curious gaze."Oh, I was just wondering… do you think I should cut my hair?"

"….. Eh?" He breathed, completely floored by the question. His brother was pondering about a haircut now of all times?

"I've been thinking about it for a while now… and Nagato's hair looks sorta' cool… what do you think?"

"… I kinda like your hair…" He responded, honestly having liked the long tresses ever since he spotted them. Not to mention the fact that they fitted his brother perfectly, framing his face and making the maroon eyes appear all the redder, giving him a more dangerous and somewhat wild look.

"You do? Well… perhaps I won't cut it then…" Kyuubi smiled before scowling irritably. "I'll just have to kick Zabuza's ass if he ever calls me girly because of it again…"

"Eh? You… girly…?"

"Mmm…exactly my point… the asshole…" His brother grumbled. "He's just jealous because people like me better than him… not to mention that I'm better looking." Red eyebrows wiggled suggestively before laughter escaped chapped lips.

Forcing a broad smile upon his lips, wanting to yet not being able to produce a real one, he opened the door and stepped inside the car as his brother unlocked it. Soon they would be home again and he for one couldn't wait to crawl beneath the bed covers.

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Walking closer to the white house ahead of him, he quickened his pace, his heavy steps making crackling sounds against the graveled ground. The sun had risen a few hours ago and the sky was a lovely orange in the distance, the icy blue color remaining directly above him.

He couldn't wait until he would see him. Oh, the look on the other person's face would be priceless. After all, he wouldn't have expected him to show up here at this hour, and certainly not in this manner.

Smirking to himself once he reached the house, he stepped up to one of the bigger windows in the back of the building, glancing inside to see if his prey was near, wanting to know which course of action to take. Spotting a body on the red couch through the darkness of the room, his smirk broadened further and he pulled a pocketknife out of his jacket, working the lock open cautiously.

Managing to get the window open relatively quickly and soundlessly, he carefully sneaked inside, pushing his athletic body through the open space without making much noise. He kept his eyes on his target at all times, not wanting the man to awaken. Indeed, it would be easier if he remained asleep, unaware of his presence and the danger he was in.

Soundlessly stepping over to him before encircling the couch, he stretched one of his arms out to cover the man's mouth efficiently with one hand while holding him down with the other. "Who's the man now, bitch!" He hissed through gritted teeth, irritation and amusement evident in his voice, pleased to see the reaction of the one beneath him. His friend was struggling violently, trying to shout through the mouth he held shut.

Biting his lip with his sharpened teeth to stifle the laugh that threatened to escape, he froze in place once the lights turned on and he heard a voice venomously growl behind him. "What the fuck are you doing to my baby brother!"

'Baby… brother?' He thought with astonishment, instantly recognizing the voice of the one behind him, probably meaning he was in deep trouble. Shit. Jumping off of the couch and letting go of the body as if burned, he turned around to face a fuming redhead in a bathrobe. "I… Kyuubi… I…"

"What are you doing here, Zabuza? Are you out of your freaking mind? Look what you've done to my brother, you ass!"

"…" Shifting his gaze back to the couch again, he noticed a blond male trying to hide his tear streaked face while crouching on the floor, inhaling audibly. Feeling guilt blossom within him at the sight, he bit his lip to stop himself from retorting.

"You can't just break into my house and attack people randomly! You're taking this too far!" Kyuubi hissed while stroking his brother's back, trying to calm the shaken blond.

"Says the one who kidnapped Haku…" He grumbled defensively while crossing his arms over his chest, remembering the stunt his friend had pulled a few weeks ago. "So don't blame me for getting even…" He never expected Kyuubi to have guests, if he had known then he wouldn't have attempted something like this today.

"That's beside the point! Not to mention that Haku was on the whole thing…" Kyuubi continued, still glaring fiercely. "I believe you owe my brother an apology…"

He sighed a bit annoyed while glancing at the blond man warily, seeing as he had calmed down a notch. "… I'm sorry, err…"

"Uzumaki Naruto." Kyuubi provided while ruffling his brother's hair lightly, letting go with a smile that caused the blond to pout and grip his hair as if embarrassed.

"Uzumaki… I didn't mean to scare you like that, I just… I didn't know Kyuubi had guests, so I presumed you were him..." He muttered, not used to apologizing.

Seeing as the blond stopped pouting and began looking puzzled while tilting his head to the side, Kyuubi decided to explain. "We do this all the time Naruto, it's alright... I'm sorry you got caught in the middle of it…"

The blond just looked more confused than ever at that, clearly not understanding.

"It's because they feel like they have to prove their masculinity…" Someone sighed from the doorway behind him, a voice he instantly recognized as his Haku. "Good morning… I'm Asano* Haku, Zabuza's boyfriend."

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'Boyfriend?' He thought surprised, shifting his gaze between the two before inspecting the newcomer more closely. 'That's a guy? Man, he's even prettier than Sakura… and he's dating that… man?'

'… Kyuubi's friend just broke in to our house and attacked me thinking I was Kyuubi in order to prove his "manliness"?'

'Did he just call me a bitch?'

'Kyuubi kidnaps people..?'

'They do this all the time?'

'Kyuubi's friends are openly gay and he's okay with it…?'

'What in the world…?'

He suddenly felt a serious headache coming and had to grab his forehead in an attempt to prevent it from bursting as multiple questions popped up. Just what had he gotten himself into? He was surrounded by lunatics… Who in their right mind would do this?

"It's a lot to process, I know." The feminine man smiled, having seated himself on the floor chair across from him beside his boyfriend. "All of this only because they refuse to apologize for calling each other 'girly'…"

"Well, he looks like a chick with that long hair…" Zabuza muttered while rolling his eyes.

"Look who's talking, you're dating a man, aren't you?"

"What's that got to do with it?" The tall brunet growled, narrowing his eyes Kyuubi.

"One usually takes the female role, doesn't he?"

"What are you implying…?"

"…You know perfectly well what I'm implying…" Kyuubi smugly replied.

"Why you… If anyone's a girl in here, it's you, you scrawny ass."

"What did you just call me?" Kyuubi growled.

"Scrawny. In case you haven't noticed, I've got more muscles than you!"

"No, you don't." His brother huffed, glaring at his friend which made the other stand.

"Yes, I do! Look at these… Your six-pack isn't as pronounced as mine."

"What the hell are you talking about? Mine are way bigger!" Kyuubi pulled his bathrobe open, luckily wearing a pair of boxers and not emotionally scarring him.

"No, they're not!"

"Yes, they are!"

"No, they're not! Why do you think I make more money than you do, huh..? It's obviously because people prefer my hot body over yours!"

"Hot body? Have you looked yourself in the mirror lately, you big fat fatty? The only reason you get paid more is because you've worked there longer!" Kyuubi sneered.

"You… shut up!"

As they started fighting, insulting each other while wrestling, Haku turned his gaze to him while shaking his head disapprovingly. "Don't worry about it, you'll get used to this in no time. Give them a couple of minutes and they'll calm down."

"…" 'Are those two truly over 30? Seriously, what the hell…?'

"You're Kyuubi's little brother, huh? I didn't know he had a blond one…"

"Hmm…? Oh, I'm sorry. My name is Uzumaki Naruto, I just moved here from Toukyou." He responded a little dazed, having been busy staring at the immature display.

"It's nice to meet you, Uzumaki Naruto."

"Likewise..."

"Who's the bitch now, you fruitcake!" He heard Kyuubi yell as he pinned Zabuza to the floor before said person flipped him over. "You… are, you fugly vixen." The larger male panted and proceeded to wrestle with his brother, both of them insulting each other again.

"Did you know that it's actually because they're insecure? …Well, aside from the fact that they're stupid…" Haku quietly spoke, making him look away from the disturbing yet strangely amusing sight once more.

"…?" Shaking his head, he waited for an elaboration while internally chuckling at the truth in that statement, seeing as the two males continued their fight in another room.

"You see, Kyuubi's really fond of his hair as you might have noticed and even though he contemplates about cutting it, he never will since he loves it too much. Hearing his best friend call him 'girly' because of it depresses him since he likes to see himself as someone very masculine, which most likely is a consequence of his ex-girlfriend leaving him for someone more built." The long haired brunette explained with a sad smile. "And Zabuza's afraid that people will think lesser of him just because he's with me and open about it. That they'll suddenly think he's the society's stereotype of a homosexual, someone very feminine and immature."

"….. But that's… he's not-"

"I know..." Haku waggled his eyebrows briefly before laughing, turning more serious as he continued. "And that's why it bothers him to hear his best friend call him 'girly' or 'bitch' because he thinks he's judging him by calling him that, even if it just might seem like a playful banter."

"But Kyuubi wouldn't-"

"No, he wouldn't, but Zabuza's become so paranoid ever since he told him about us. He doesn't want his friendship with Kyuubi to end, even though it may appear as if he hates him."

"Have they tried talking to each other about it?"

Haku raised an eyebrow, answering his question in the process.

"…They're both… incredibly stupid..."

"Tell me about it…" Haku laughed. "Just don't tell them I said that, ok? Or they'll be fighting the entire day…"

"I promise." He smiled, already growing fond of the long haired brunet. He hadn't met anyone this outgoing and straightforward in a long time, especially someone who openly demonstrated their love for another person while ignoring the thoughts and opinions of others.

"So how come you're sleeping on the couch? Kyuubi has a guest room, hasn't he?"

"Err… there was a spider-" He began while blushing, embarrassingly scratching the back of his neck. He wasn't afraid of spiders but he just hated the notion of having something that small and hairy crawl on his skin at night so he had abandoned the bed with thoughts of cleaning it thoroughly in the morning.

"Oh, I see…" Haku knowingly responded and nodded to himself, sounding as if the curt explanation had explained it all.

"So… what have you two been talking about?" Zabuza suddenly grunted from the other side of the room, just having entered it with Kyuubi following closely behind carrying a water bottle.

"Oh, nothing special… just how you two behave like 3 instead of 30…" Haku teased, rising from the floor to give his boyfriend a kiss on the cheek.

"Tch…" Zabuza scoffed before wrapping his arms around the long haired brunet possessively, gently nuzzling Haku's neck.

Struggling to prevent the pain from showing on his face at the affectionate display, he turned his head toward the window on his left while trying to suppress the memory the embrace had evoked, played out by two different individuals.

Feeling Kyuubi gently grip his arm and shatter the illusion of pale skin on his, he slowly glanced at his brother enquiringly. "You're not… disturbed by this are you?" Kyuubi whispered, a little hesitantly, subtly indicating whether he was disturbed by Zabuza's and Haku's relationship.

"No." He answered, meeting his brother's gaze more steadily, hoping that his voice would reflect the despair in his eyes. "Should I be?"

Smiling toothily, Kyuubi lightly shook his head in negation before turning to face his friends. "Since you're here and all; wanna come with us to the city today? I was thinking about showing Naruto around a bit since he hasn't seen that much yet."

Seeing as Kyuubi's smile faltered at the end of the sentence, he looked over at his brother reassuringly. He knew that his sibling felt guilty for having him stay indoors for the last couple of days while he was working, but he hadn't really minded it and he did not blame him in the slightest. Kyuubi had to pay rent and mortgages while providing for them both and yet he still tried his hardest to make his stay as pleasant as possible.

His brother truly was amazing.

"Sure, why not?" Haku replied. "We're not doing anything special anyway… what did you have in mind?"

"Hmm… well, I was thinking we could go sightseeing for starters and then maybe buy some things and such before visiting the Tokachigawa Hot Spring?" Kyuubi suggested, before turning to look at him. "I bet we could need some relaxation right now, right Naruto?" His brother jokingly added.

"Mmm…" He hummed, agreeing. He knew his brother was referring to the stressed out state they were in, Kyuubi from working nonstop and he himself from dealing with heartbreak. A hot spring sounded awfully nice, especially now when the weather had turned colder. He could almost feel his body aching to be surrounded by the heated water. Indeed, it had been far too long since he had last visited one.

"As long as we don't visit any museums, I'm in." Zabuza said before turning to walk out the door, pushing Haku ahead of him. Just before walking outside, he turned to them and ordered, "Get dressed. We'll leave in an hour," slamming the door shut.

"…"

"… Are you sure you're ok with this, Naruto? I mean, not everyone… um, Haku and Zabuza might probably cause a lot of… you know, since they're-"

"… My parents are gay." He stated and left it at that, knowing his brother finally would stop worrying.

"Oh…" Kyuubi said, blinking a little more than usual before snapping out of his stupor and smiling mischievously. "So then you wouldn't mind seeing them all over each other at the hot spring?"

"…"

"…"

"Kyuubi?"

"Hmm?"

"You're too weird." He stated before snorting with laugher, causing his brother to laugh as well.

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Closing the laptop firmly, she sighed and stretched her arm out to grab the cup of coffee on her desk which undoubtedly had gotten cold by now. Putting it back on her desk once she confirmed her assumptions, she shifted her gaze toward the clock on the wall and felt relieved once she noticed that the time had turned twelve-fifteen.

Rising from her desk a little too enthusiastically, she changed into her outerwear and left the building, walking toward the café across the street. She felt like getting something small today since she wasn't very hungry at the moment, maybe a small salad or a sandwich.

Crossing the street her gaze slowly narrowed as she spotted someone whom she never wished to have spotted, her asshole of a friend, Uchiha Sasuke.

'What the hell is he doing here?' Her inner self shouted, practically seething at the sight of the raven.

Deciding to ignore him and see whether he would follow or not, perhaps having crossed her path coincidentally, she entered the café and immediately chose a secluded seat a bit farther inside. Noting that he indeed had followed her, she kept her face blank while internally raging, not having hoped to see him so soon after what had happened.

"Sakura." Sasuke greeted in his usual bored tone once having reached her, gesturing towards the empty seat in front of her. "Do you mind?"

She shook her head, not trusting her voice at the moment. She couldn't believe he had the nerve to visit her and act so casually, as if he just hadn't hurt their friend and made him leave. She pulled her lips into a tight line and asked. "What are you doing here, Sasuke?"

Sasuke sighed while sitting down, staring at the table with his bangs around his face, hiding those onyx eyes she knew to be emotionless. After a couple of seconds, those dark eyes met her own and the pleading emotion within them made her gasp in slight surprise. He looked so vulnerable and remorseful, an expression she had never seen on his face before.

"I'm sorry, Sakura. I just- I don't know what to do." He explained with an unsteady voice, his dark eyebrows furrowing. "I never meant to hurt him, I swear."

"But you did!" She quietly hissed, not wanting others to hear. "He's your brother, what were you thinking? And Naruto…!"

"I know!" He answered in the same hushed tone. "I can't help it okay? I've always loved Itachi, and I don't know when the feelings changed but it was never intentional."

"It doesn't matter, Sasuke. It's… it's wrong… and Naruto loved him! Don't you understand what you've done! Naruto's-"

"Naruto's what…?" Sasuke asked, his attention fully on her, as if anticipating whatever it was that she was going to say.

"That's none of your business anymore…" She slowly replied. "But thanks to you, everyone else is suffering too." She chose to leave it at that and rose from her seat. She would skip lunch today since her appetite had disappeared altogether.

"Wait." Sasuke pleaded, gripping her arm to prevent her from leaving. "Please. I just want to apologize, I don't care if he never wants to see me again after that, but please just let me try….. He's my best friend and even though I haven't treated him like one I still care about him, please Sakura…?"

She closed her eyes with a sigh. Even though the raven had hurt their mutual friend badly, he was still her friend and no matter how angry she was with him she could never treat him indifferently or cruelly. To be honest, seeing him like this was almost more than she could handle, he truly looked to pitiful.

If he was sincere and truly wanted to apologize than perhaps she should let him in on some information. What difference would it make really? To let him know that Naruto had left Toukyou? Of course, she would not tell him about Hokkaidou since she wasn't that ignorant and never would betray the trust her other friend had in her. If the Uchihas truly wanted Naruto's forgiveness and loved him as much as they claimed then they should even be willing to go through hell just to find him.

Observing him quietly, she walked back to her seat and sat down on the edge of it to show her friend that she intended to leave soon.

"Naruto's not here anymore." She said after some seconds of silent deliberation.

"… What do you mean?" Her friend asked with a narrowed gaze, clearly not understanding.

"He's left Toukyou."

"What…?"

"We don't know where he is either, he wouldn't tell us."

"What are you….You're lying..." Sasuke accused with that famous glare of his.

"I'm not, and even if I did, it would be more than you deserve." She finished and left the café without as much as another glance. Feeling worry envelope her, she closed her eyes and hoped that Naruto would forgive her.

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Seeing the cherry blonde woman leave, he grabbed his phone and pressed speed dial, his brother being the first on the list of his contacts.

"Hey, it's me." He said once his brother answered.

"And..?" Itachi inquired through the receiver with an emotionally calm tone.

"Naruto's left Toukyou."

"…"

"Sakura told me and I don't think she was lying… That would definitely explain why they're so angry and why Naruto forgot the necklace. He must have sent the ring and told them to get his stuff but not specifically." He continued, seeing as his brother chose to stay silent.

"Where is he?"

"I don't know and neither do they, apparently he hasn't told them."

"You believe that?"

"No, I doubt Naruto would do that, but then again, she did tell me that they were suffering. I don't know, perhaps she just refused to tell me, knowing we would find him. Did Ebisu tell you anything?"

"Just that Kakashi had been more upset and worried than usual the last couple of days, but that he suddenly went back to normal recently."

"Naruto obviously contacted him then."

"Mmm… it would appear so." His brother stated.

"What do we do now?"

"… I'll call Shisui…" And the line went dead.

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Asano* = Haku's voice actor (seiyuu) is called Asano Mayumi. Haku wasn't given a surname/family name in the manga/anime so I thought this was as close as I could get.

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Hmm, I don't know if this counts as a cliffhanger or not… but I'm pretty sure you don't like the ending either way. Thank you for reading nevertheless! I hope you still like this story despite its late chapters, I'm really sorry about that.

Now onto the review responses, if you haven't reviewed then feel free to skip this enormous part and drop one if you want. If not, then I'll see you next time! (^.^)/

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REVIEW RESPONSES:

Drakshah: I’m glad you like the story, thank you so much for reviewing. I hope you liked the new chapter, but don’t worry, I’m not one of those authors who’ll magically make Naruto forgive the Uchihas over night and make them live happily ever after, I’m not that naïve. (^.^) So stick around and see what happens, perhaps you’ll like it or perhaps you won’t.

The Simi:Wow, what a review! Thank you so much! Well, cliffhangers are authors’ best friends but readers’ worst enemies. I love them and hate them as much as the plot bunnies. Anyway, tack igen för de underbara orden! Jag hoppas att du gillade det nya kapitlet och att du inte är alltför besviken över den långa väntetiden. Ha det bra! *kramar*

princessembrace: Hehe, you scared me there for a while, I honestly thought I had gotten a flame at first. So I’m glad you don’t hate me, and it makes me so incredibly happy to hear that I’ve inspired you with my work. Well, I’ll have you know that you readers with your wonderful praise inspire me two continue on writing, so I guess that makes us even. Thank you for your wonderful review! I hope you liked this chapter too.

animelover: I’m glad that my story can make a rainy day pleasant. And, as I’ve said to Drakshah, Naruto won’t throw himself back into Itachi’s and Sasuke’s arms just like that, neither Naruto nor I are that naïve, so don’t worry. :) I unfortunately can’t spoil anything else because that would totally ruin the excitement of finding out later. I hope you liked this chapter though, I’m sorry for the usually long wait. Thank you for the wonderful review! I hope you’re alright, take care. *hugs*

ghia:You’re welcome, but I’m sorry for taking so long. Unfortunately, I can’t answer the questions you’ve asked because everything will be revealed in time. I hope you liked this chapter better since Itachi and Sasuke’s point of views were in it, but who knows, you might hate it instead. XD Thank you for the review, I hope you’re doing well. =)

Disgruntled Minion: Yeah, well I thought I was back, but then I was pulled away again. I’ve got a busy life so updates from me won’t be as quick as others’. I’m glad you like the story, and I hope that you’ll continue on reading. Thank you so much for reviewing!

AlysiaStorms: I’m really glad you like it that much, but I’m a little saddened that I had to make you wait for so long. I’m sorry, you’ve must have been camping for a very long time, that tent must be pretty worn out by now. (^.^) I hope you liked this chapter though, perhaps it’ll answer the questions you might have. Thank you for the review!

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