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What it Takes to Love Someone	By : stephfarrow94 Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1984 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-What it Takes to Love Someone
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-17
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
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“Kisame’s car is still here, yeah…” Deidara muttered to himself as he wheeled Tobi back towards the Uchiha’s home. He shrugged. “Probably got the day off work or something, I guess. Un.”
Tobi, half-asleep, didn’t hear Deidara. He didn’t even notice Deidara pulling the wheelchair up the porch steps. He only opened his eyes when he was lifted out of the wheelchair and laid down upon his bed.
“S-senpai…?” Tobi stuttered, slight fear in his voice. “W-what’s happening…?”
“Shh…” Deidara soothed as he ran a hand over Tobi’s forehead. “It’s alright, Tobi. Just get some sleep.”
Tobi nodded. He closed his eyes again, pulling his legs closer into his body for warmth. Deidara smiled at him before pulling the covers over the boy. He walked out of the door after one last glance, being sure to leave the door half-way open.
Deidara walked to the living room with a handful of pocky that he had taken from the kitchen, just intent on relaxing after having spent half the day in town with Tobi. But, alas, his wish of lazing around on the couch and watching TV was not to be.
Kisame and Itachi were already occupying the couch. Kisame sat on the right end of the couch while Itachi lay across it with his head in Kisame’s lap. They both looked up at Deidara’s entrance. The blonde could see that Itachi had been crying once again.
“Hey…” Deidara said in uncertainty; if Itachi was crying in front of someone, it couldn’t be good – Itachi never cried in front of anyone but Sasuke, and even then, it was extremely rare for Itachi to cry.
Itachi smiled weakly up at Deidara, but the blonde knew that it was forced. Kisame, on the other hand, was up for talking.
“Hey, kid.” Kisame grinned. “How’d it go? Get something good?”
“Umm, alright…” Deidara frowned, not sure on what to say – he wanted to ask Itachi about Zetsu, but it was clear that Itachi was already distressed enough right now. “Kisame, may I talk to you for a minute in the other room?”
“Yeah, sure. I’ll be right back, love.” Kisame kissed Itachi’s lips in a gentle manner before getting up from the couch and following Deidara into the kitchen.
Deidara was careful to close the door behind them. “Kisame, do you know if Itachi knows anyone named Zetsu? …Un.”
“Yeah, he does.” Kisame spat. His eyes narrowed in what Deidara could only guess was dislike. “How do you know about him?”
Deidara swallowed. Was this such a good idea…? “Well, today… I was getting Tobi lunch, and… he was talking to Tobi, yeah…”
“Shit.” Kisame glanced towards the kitchen door, almost as if he were afraid that Itachi was out there eavesdropping. He looked back towards Deidara with worried eyes. “Did he hurt Tobi?”
“No. Tobi said that they were just talking, but –“
Kisame threw his face in his hands. “This isn’t good… Not good at all…! We’ve got to tell Itachi, Deidara.”
“But Itachi –“
“He needs to know, Deidara. This is very, very bad.”
“Kisame, what is going on, hmm?”
“Deidara, look – I don’t know the whole story myself, but I do know that Zetsu has threatened to hurt Tobi.”
Deidara felt the bottom of his stomach drop in panic. He felt as he had just caused Tobi’s accident all over again. What if Tobi got hurt again because of him? Deidara wouldn’t be able to handle that. He followed Kisame back into the living room and watched as the Hoshigaki picked Itachi up and nursed him in his protective hold.
Itachi cuddled up against his lover, resting his head on Kisame’s chest while the older man planted kisses and small nips against his neck.
“Itachi-kun,” Kisame started quietly once he had stopped attacking Itachi’s neck with love bites. “Deidara has something important to tell you, love.”
Itachi looked up at Deidara expectantly. From the way that Itachi was being held, Deidara could see cuts on Itachi’s wrists – deep ones. Deidara gasped mentally at the realisation that Itachi was worse off than he had originally thought. He couldn’t make Itachi suffer more…! He just couldn’t!
“What is it, Deidara…?” Itachi whispered after a few moments of silence.
“I, uh…” Deidara licked his lips, diverting his gaze from the onyx ones. “I… got invited to Pein and Konan’s wedding…”
Itachi raised an eyebrow. “…Is that all?”
“…Yes…”
Kisame glared at Deidara.
“Deidara…” Kisame growled. You could hear the anger in his usually-calm voice. He tilted his head in the direction of Tobi’s bedroom. “Tell him. Now.”
“Tell me what…?” Itachi asked. He sounded exhausted; his voice was slightly slurred and quieter than usual, and Deidara noticed that he was struggling to keep his eyes open.
“I—“ Deidara begun again, but Kisame had cut him off.
“He met Zetsu today, babe.” Kisame explained, his eyes narrowed at Deidara in suspicion.
Itachi gasped. His hold had tightened so much on Kisame’s arm, his wrists begun to bleed from the duress. His body begun to shake as tears leaked down his face.
“Whoa, it’s alright, Itachi…” Kisame tightened his hold on his lover, trying to stop the smaller man’s struggles. “Relax, love… Shh…”
“Did…” Itachi whimpered, squeezing his eyes shut tightly. “…Did he hurt Tobi…?”
“No, Itachi – I promise. …Un.” Deidara tried to comfort Itachi. “Tobi is absolutely fine. Wasn’t even shaken up, yeah. …May I ask why you don’t want Tobi near him?”
“…He’s…” Itachi took a deep breath before fixing wet, onyx eyes on Deidara. “…He’s a bad person…”
“What would happen if Tobi was left with him, Itachi, hmm?”
“…I…” Itachi’s tears only came harder at this question. “…I don’t know…”
With this, Itachi turned his face into Kisame’s chest, sobbing his heart out as he clutched the older man in a desperate grip. Kisame wrapped his arms around him tighter, cooing to him in an effort to get the smaller to relax.
Deidara felt tears of his own threatening to fall – how could he have made Itachi feel so… horrid? “Itachi…” Deidara whispered, not sure what he could say. “…Does the police know about this…?”
“Yeah…”
‘Stupid question, idiot…’ Deidara thought to himself once Itachi had replied. ‘Of course they would know – Itachi’s father is the police chief, stupid!’
“Come on, Itachi…” Kisame whispered, getting to his feet. He scooped Itachi up in his strong arms and carried him out of the living room. “Time to rest for a while. Let’s go and lay down together.”
Deidara watched, feeling helpless and depressed, as Kisame carried Itachi to their room. But, as Deidara had to remind himself, it probably didn’t matter how helpless and depressed he felt because Itachi would be feeling one-hundred times worse than Deidara.
-XX-
Deidara was cooking dinner for everyone that same night. Sasuke had finally returned home from Naruto’s and was sitting at the table, looking for his brother. He sighed as he realised that they were in for another Itachi-free dinner.
“You shouldn’t be doing this for us, Deidara.” Sasuke muttered as he patted Tobi’s head. “Itachi should be the one looking after us. It’s his house…”
“Sasuke, Itachi isn’t fit to be looking after you guys right now.” Deidara explained. “We need to support him because right now, he can’t do it himself, okay? He just needs to be left alone and not forced to do something he doesn’t want to do.”
“Yeah?” Sasuke challenged. Anger filled his eyes. “Well, Itachi still made me go to school and do everything that I used to do when I had depression! Why can’t he still be his old self?!”
Deidara shook his head. It was obvious that Sasuke was hurting deeply because of his brother’s illness. “Sasuke, you didn’t have it as bad as Itachi does – Itachi was doing the right thing – he didn’t want you to fall in deeper by messing up your routine and letting you have days off.”
Sasuke glared at Deidara, hatred in his eyes. “I hate you… I hate Itachi, too! Tobi’s the only happy one around here and look at him! I hate you all!”
Sasuke stopped shouting and stormed off to his room, leaving a confused Tobi and hurt Deidara behind.
“But…” Tobi whimpered, tears spilling over. “…Tobi isn’t happy… Why is Sasuke-kun mad at Tobi?”
“Don’t worry, Tobi.” Deidara soothed. He sat down beside Tobi at the table and rested a hand on the younger’s shoulder. “Sasuke doesn’t hate any of us and he isn’t mad at you – I promise.”
“Then… who is he mad at…?”
“He’s mad at himself, Tobi. It’s going to be alright, though, okay? Sasuke will most likely have more outbursts like this in the future, but I promise that he won’t mean anything that he says – he just feels hurt and upset knowing that he can’t do anything to help Itachi and there’s not much that he can do for you – he’s just feeling very… not himself, okay?”
Tobi nodded, looking down at the table as he let his tears fall. “Tobi loves Sasuke-kun and Itachi-kun and Dei-senpai…”
Deidara smiled at Tobi, reaching down to lift the boy’s head up and plant soft kisses on his mouth. “I love you, too, Tobi… It’s just a shame that it took you getting hit by a truck to realise it…”
Tobi smiled up at Deidara. He reached out slowly with his right hand to grasp at Deidara’s shirt, silently begging for another kiss. Deidara obliged, leaning down again and placing a longer, more passionate kiss on the virgin lips before turning it into a make-out session. They pulled away for air shorty after beginning.
“Tobi loves Deidara-senpai.” Tobi whispered shyly, blushing, as he looked back down at the table.
Deidara laughed a little, hugging Tobi as hard as he could without hurting the boy. He soon released the younger and returned back to the stove.
“I’ve got to finish dinner, okay, Tobi?” Deidara called, turning down the heat on the stove so that the food wouldn’t burn.
“Okay, senpai.” Tobi smiled. He watched as Deidara cooked, listened as the elder hummed. He didn’t feel comfortable just yet telling Deidara that their make-out session had left him half-hardened, but he knew that Deidara would eventually discover it if he didn’t soften back up soon.
‘Tobi’ll just leave it for Dei-senpai to discover.’ Tobi thought to himself, blushing darkly at the thought. It wasn’t like he could take care of it himself, anyway.
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