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

Chapter List
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A/N:O'hisashiburi desu.

I'm really sorry about the extremely belated chapter. However, it's finally finished and much longer than my other chapters.

I'd like to thank all of my fantastic readers out there (yeah, you!), whose encouragements have gotten me determined enough to finish this story despite my busy life. Therefore, I've dedicated this chapter to all of you. I hope you enjoy it and that you don't hate me too much for the long wait. (^_^)

Douzo!

Unbeta-ed.

Warnings:Language (cursing), slight OOC, incest, angst, NOT a song in the chapter, etc.

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"Speaking"

'Thinking' / Lyrics

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… (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 8

'Don't you care for me anymore?'

Closing his eyes with a shuddering breath, he turned his head against the window to hide the visible sorrow within his eyes, not wanting anyone to see how bad the words were affecting him.

His heart was wrenching in its depths, painfully aware of the melancholic melody and its emotion-filled lyrics. The words felt as if they were written for him, about him and the pain he had been through, mirroring his feelings and thoughts, describing what his mouth failed to utter.

'I can't see you anymore…'

It was strange how much comfort and anguish a song could provide. Written and recorded to be remembered and cherished, identifiable and comforting. To make others know that they weren't alone with their heartbreak, anger, happiness or depression, that others experienced it too.

Yet, at this moment, it didn't feel uplifting… It just hurt…

'Torn apart, I embrace the pain within the flames…'

Knowing other people experienced the same cruel heartache that he currently felt almost made things worse. No one deserved to feel this way, especially not after trusting another person with their heart, thinking it would be treasured only to have it cruelly torn apart.

'My played heart can't be saved…'

Why wasn't it enough? Weren't you enough…?

Why should anyone doubt themselves thinking it was their fault it all went wrong when another should take the blame? Crying over someone not worthy of their tears, wallowing in misery while the other party barely gave it a thought, having their life turned upside down because they fell in love with a person who obviously did not care or feel the same way.

'I still love you…'

Love… It was such a funny thing.

Warm and beautiful when it was shared and answered, healing and comforting when tragedies struck down, but so viciously cruel and painful when it was unrequited and manipulated by wrong hands.

It withered with time, faded throughout the years, but it never truly went away. The memories and the feelings associated with them would linger, deeply engraved in your heart. Of the moments you felt cherished and thought you were important to another, when you would smile because you finally belonged somewhere with someone.

Itachi…

Sasuke…

'Because of your cruelty, I suffer…'

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The silence that spread through the car when the song began despite the loud volume was deafening, unintentionally destroying the content mood as its music filled the vehicle and replaced its laughter with quiet sighs.

The song was beautiful but it was somewhat painful to listen to. The performer sounded sad and sincere as if he was singing about something that had happened to him or to those he loved. The voice wasn't one the prettiest or most breathtaking ones he had heard but the way it carried the lyrics' underlying emotion was impressing.

Unfortunately it drew forth forgotten memories of the kind that caused him pain and he glanced around himself briefly for a distraction. His gaze immediately sought out his brother's but Naruto's face was turned away from him, blond hair falling across cheeks that appeared a little flushed as he leaned against the window.

It was unmistakable that his sibling was affected by the words too, which wasn't surprising considering what he had been through and experienced daily. Turning to glance at Haku behind him through the rear-view mirror and at Zabuza to his left by the driving wheel, he decided to switch channels and erase those solemn expressions.

Feeling all gazes upon him, he ignored them in search for a more cheerful tune and kept pressing the button on the head unit. This was supposed to be a relaxing and fun experience for them all and he'd be damned if one sad song would ruin it. Letting his fingers retreat at the first bright tune he came by, he instantly regretted his choice when he listened more carefully.

"… I never took you for a cat lover…." Haku stated after a moment of stunned silence, lifting a single eyebrow at the playing track. "But then again, the birthmarks do make you look like one…"

Ignoring the long haired brunet, he felt his face heat up when Zabuza had to bite his lip to keep from laughing out loud, gripping the steering wheel a little too tightly causing a car to honk behind them. Damn it, it wasn't his fault that the only cheerful song he could find had meowing kittens in it…

"I kinda like it though…" Haku continued and danced slightly to prove his point, making Naruto giggle softly and Zabuza unable to hold in his laughter.

His face most likely resembled his hair in color as his company continued laughing, though despite the humiliation he felt slightly relieved at seeing them in a better mood once more. It was probably worth the teasing he would suffer weeks from now on, especially when his little brother smiled and laughed in a sincere and heartwarming way. He just hoped that Zabuza wouldn't be too hard on him… Though, he wouldn't be surprised if someone suddenly showed up in a cat costume at work one day and started humping him….

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Closing the laptop with a sigh, he rose from his chair and reached into his dark jacket on the hanger by the door, grabbing the packet of cigarettes before exiting the room. He was in a desperate need for a smoke and he had to clear his mind, the office being too noisy and stuffy.

The day had been incredibly tiring and unsuccessful. Their eyewitness for the Kaito-case had disappeared and was nowhere to be found, nothing indicating whether she had been taken forcibly or if she had left of her own free will. His boss had put him in charge of the investigation and unless he found her in three days, a serial killer would go free and most likely increase the number of victims.

Lighting the cigarette with a trembling hand, he took a few quick draughts before gently exhaling, feeling the anger and anxiety slowly vanish, bit by bit along with the fume.

It would be alright. He just had to focus and believe that it could be done. They would find Yotsuki Karui and she would make sure that the son of a bitch got what he deserved. There had to be something he hadn't thought of, something that they must have overseen.

Feeling his pocket vibrate he pulled his cell phone out with a sigh, thinking his break was over, and answered. "Yes?"

"Shisui?"

"Yes, who is this?" He asked with a frown, not recognizing the voice as irritation momentarily blocked his mind.

"It's me, Itachi…"

"Itachi… are you alright, has something happened…?" He asked and felt his frown dissipating. His cousin rarely called him at work unless it was urgent and judging by Itachi's voice, something had definitely happened.

"… I need your help." Itachi answered after a moment of apparent hesitation.

"With what…? Has something happened? Is it Sasuke?"

"…"

"You know you can trust me, Itachi… what's happened?" He reassuringly added; his work and its troubles forgotten.

"… I want you to help me find someone." Itachi once more hesitatingly answered.

"What? Why?"

"… Naruto's missing…"

"What…?" He slowly repeated, surprised. His cousin's fiancée was missing?

"We had a fight and he left. No one has seen him since then." His cousin calmly spoke through the receiver, his tone on the verge of being emotionless.

"And when was that?"

"8 days ago…"

"Eight? And you're calling me now?" He asked incredulously.

"We thought he would come back or that he was hiding at his parents' house, so we didn't want the police to get involved."

"… Alright, do you want me to report him missing or have you already?" He said while putting the cigarette out on the ground.

"No, I want you to find him."

"Yes, but in order to do that I have to-"

"No, I merely want you to find him and then I will bring him back home." Itachi interrupted, attempting to clarify what he demanded.

"What do you mean?" He asked confused.

"There's no need to file a report because technically he isn't missing. I just want you to find out where he is and then I will deal with the rest."

"… Itachi, it doesn't work that way… " He sighed once he understood his cousin's intentions and glanced around himself briefly to make sure that no one was listening. "I'm not a P.I. anymore…"

"Can't you make an exception?"

"Itachi…" He drawled. "I won't risk losing my job just to find your runaway boyfriend."

"You owe me, Shisui... or have you forgotten?"

"…. That was different and you know it." He said as his eyes narrowed, quickly getting irate at his cousin and his persistence.

"Oh? Really…?"

"You know what that son of a bitch did to her, so don't you dare judge me…" He hissed. Just because Itachi offered him money to help his sister escape an abusive relationship with a co-worker didn't mean he would break the law to find his cousin's fiancée.

"But that gives you the right you judge me?" Itachi darkly countered. "I love him, Shisui. More than you'll ever understand so don't make this sound like nothing."

"… If you truly love him as much as you claim then have you ever stopped to consider that there might be a reason why he left? That he might not want to be found..?"

"That's none of your business."

"If you want my help then it sure as hell is." He snapped back, feeling his anger grow. God, his cousin could be such a spoiled and annoyingly evasive brat. "I'll not risk making someone's life a living hell only because you demand it of me."

"All you need to know is that Naruto is confused. He has simply misinterpreted my actions and I wish to confront him about it and explain." Itachi said in an eerily calm tone once again. "I know that he has left Toukyou but he cannot have gone much further considering he left his passport at home. If you trace his cell phone or credit card, you should be able to find a location."

"…. Do you have any idea how long that'll take?" He sighed as his cousin obviously wouldn't yield. "I'm on important case right now and I've got a lot of other cases to solve, I don't have time for this…"

"… Shisui… please…" Itachi softly sighed through the receiver, probably rubbing the sides of his forehead or something close to it.

"…Fine … I'll see what I can do but I can't promise you anything." He said, reluctantly agreeing once he heard the plea. Itachi never begged so he knew this meant a lot to him, his cousin truly loved that blond. "Call me on Wednesday and we'll talk some more, I have to get back to work..."

Despite the fact that his cousin could be extremely infuriating, he could never hate him or deny him his aid. He and Itachi had been friends since they were little and he had always treated the stoic raven like a younger brother. His cousin was also one of the few relatives he had left and he didn't want to lose him. Tracking Naruto down on his cousin's terms however would be difficult and take some time, especially since it wasn't prioritized or done the usual way.

"Thank you…" Itachi murmured.

Mumbling a response, he heard his relative hang up and he put the phone back in his pocket and turned back inside. Sometimes he couldn't help but thinking that joining the police force might have been a mistake…

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Arriving at the hotel Kyuubi's client had recommended, both he and his brother stepped out of the Hummer and slowly started walking toward it while Haku lingered and waited for Zabuza to lock the car.

Soon, they all began to approach the grand building ahead of them. Its tiled roof, deep eaves and shiny shadowed windows blended among the snow covered trees, bushes and lush firs of its courtyard, towering several stories above them. The white surroundings were incredibly beautiful, like something brought out of a dream, so very peaceful and inviting. The air was clear and it wasn't too cold, being outside felt pleasant and refreshing and he felt an urge to touch the powdery substance around him as they slowly neared the entrance.

He had always loved snow and spent many days outside during winter when he was younger. Annually, he and his friends would have a get-together where they would hit the city's ramps and go snowboarding, competing against each other before ending their evening with snowball fights and a drink down some bar. Though, the older they got the fewer they became and nowadays only he and Kiba kept to the tradition.

It saddened him to have to let his friend down this year, especially since they both had been looking forward to it immensely. He figured he would at least have to give Kiba a call, to apologize and hopefully get some heads up about his family and mutual friends.

He missed them a lot…

Stepping inside after the three men somewhat dejectedly, a woman clad in a colorful kimono greeted them behind the receptionist desk and asked them if they had made any reservations beforehand. Once Kyuubi said they hadn't, she immediately began to inform them about their options.

The rooms at the hotel were either designed traditionally with tatami mats, shouji screens, floor chairs and futons or slightly more modern with Western beds, tables and wooden floors. Apparently, it was also very common to share rooms. Many people thought it was cheaper that way and since the rooms were large enough to fit more than one person, people could keep each other company.

"Washitsu* are currently more popular among tourists while locals usually rent the youshitsu*. Neither the prize nor our offers differ between the two so you are free to take your pick."

"Which one do you recommend…?" Kyuubi asked with a smile and gently tapped his fingers against the countertop.

"Well, I've always found the traditional interior more relaxing and elegant… but some people find Western furniture more comfortable…" The dark haired woman mused before smiling apologetically. "I guess I'm not really helping, am I?"

Still smiling, Kyuubi shook his head politely and turned to him. "Which one should we take little brother?"

"…You're asking me?" He responded in surprise, not having expected the question to be directed at him. Surely it couldn't be up to him to make such a decision.

"No, I'm asking the lamp next to you… of course I'm asking you, foolish little brother." Kyuubi grinned and his dark eyes shone with mirth, unknowingly causing thoughts to wonder at the endearing comment. "I thought since we might end up sharing a room, I'd let you decide... I don't care either way."

"… But…"

"I'd rather not share a room with the two of them since they'll most likely keep me up all night for obvious reasons…" Kyuubi teased and grinned when Zabuza slowly narrowed his gaze. "But if you want your own room then that's fine by me as well."

"Um… it's okay, I don't mind sharing… um… how about the washitsu…?" He hesitantly replied, unsure about his answer. He disliked making decisions on Kyuubi's expense. It made him feel like a huge liability because his brother kept wasting money and effort on him, something he didn't consider himself worthy of. Not to mention that Zabuza and Haku were contemplating about the Western design, what if Kyuubi wanted it too?

His fears were smothered however when Kyuubi just smiled and turned to face the female receptionist. "So, a washitsu and a youshitsu then… preferably facing the Tokachi River…"

"Ok… let's see… room 23 and… 160 both have windows on the riverside and they've also got a balcony and a bigger bathroom… will those be alright?" The woman questioned and registered their reservations as Kyuubi and Zabuza nodded and handed her their credit cards.

"Do you wish to have your breakfast brought to your rooms in the morning?"

"Ah, yes, that would be great. Not too early though…"

Laughing slightly, the woman continued. "You may notify us when you want it brought inside."

"And the hot springs..?" Zabuza added with a frown, staring down at the lithe receptionist.

"Oh of course, forgive me…" She apologized with a slight bow, causing her long ponytail to slip over her shoulder, handing them a brochure along with their keys. "We've got several indoor hot springs on the first floor and one on the second floor, most of them are public but the one with a large outdoor view is for private use and has to be booked along with one of our offers. It includes spa-treatment, massage and a light dinner among other things…"

"I see... Is that hot spring available for the evening?" The brown haired man continued, quickly skimming through the brochure. "And how much will that be additionally?"

Feeling Haku grab his arm gently, he was pulled away from the older men and dragged to a couch a bit further away from the reception. Hesitantly sitting down beside the long haired brunet, he shifted his gaze from his now frowning brother to the man beside him.

"Let them handle it…" Haku sighed while glancing in their direction. "I think we might be more distracting than helpful…"

"…" So Haku had picked up on that too?

"You alright…?" Haku asked with a slightly worried expression, probably having seen him frowning. "… I know this must be pretty awkward for you… considering you don't really know us and all but… we're actually not as crazy as we seem."

"I don't mind at all to be honest and I don't think you're crazy…. I've met much worse, believe me…" He said smiling, shuddering once he pictured one of his dad's friends with a bowl cut and green jumpsuit. "Kyuubi's lucky to have you as his friends."

"Ah, I don't know about that, perhaps his life would be less exasperating… besides, you're our friend now too, Uzumaki Na-ru-to."

Feeling his face heat up slightly at the way the brunet said his name, he mumbled a 'thank you', which in turn made the man beside him chuckle.

"You're too cute for your own good…" Haku continued teasingly.

"Oi, are you guys coming or what?" Zabuza interrupted while approaching them along with Kyuubi, both of them wearing equally amused grins.

"So… what are our plans for the evening then?" Haku asked and rose to his feet, ignoring their subtle teasing.

"Apparently they're celebrating harvest season this week, so there'll be a lot of stands and local performances around the area. We thought we might check 'em out."

"What about the hot spring…?"

"We decided to reserve the one with the view along with the spa-treatment and all that crap… thought you might like it…" Zabuza said and looked away as if embarrassed. "It'll be a late bath though; we're booked at eleven p.m."

"That late huh…?" Haku said; a little disappointed. "Then it won't be much a view will it…?"

"Actually, it sounds quite romantic to me… to bathe under a star-filled night sky I mean…" He awkwardly responded and noticed the elder men's appreciated gazes sent his way along with the now pleased expression on Haku's face.

"Well, when you put it like that it does seem like we got the better deal." Haku smiled and casually leaned against his boyfriend's frame.

"Mhm…" His red haired sibling agreed. "So… how about we go check or rooms out for now and then… meet down here in… let's say half an hour?" Kyuubi suggested with a raised eyebrow, checking his cell phone briefly for the time.

"Yeah, see you in a bit then." Haku said and pulled a slightly reluctant Zabuza toward the main entrance.

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Removing his shoes, he slid the shouji screen open and stepped inside the room shortly followed by his brother. As he gazed around the interior, his eyes shifted from the straw matted floor and the futons spread upon it to the living room with its small tables, balcony and bathroom door and small alcove.

The room was very elegant styled, simple in some people's point of view but very peaceful and relaxing to most. He definitely agreed with the latter opinion.

Scented candles were spread around the room, lit on their bedside tables and the shelves adorning the walls, creating a cozy atmosphere. A lamp out of rice paper hung low above the small dining tables surrounded by floor chairs and a potted plant was placed in the corner closest to the bathroom. Seeing his younger brother's look of awe and contentment, he smiled and placed his bag on the floor next to the dining table. "So… you like it?"

"Yeah… it's really beautiful… thank you." Naruto said with a small but honest smile, observing the room quietly.

"No need to thank me, it's what big brothers are for..."

Kneeling down to open his bag, wanting to retrieve the battery charger for his cell, his smile broadened further when he heard his brother slide the bathroom door open and gasp aloud. He was genuinely happy to see his sibling express emotions beyond those of pain and sorrow, to see him smile and forget about the people tormenting him if only just for a while.

Heartbreak was never easy to recover from but it helped if your family and friends offered support and understanding. He knew that his brother had loved his fiancée deeply and that the betrayal had hurt him more than one could understand considering the amount of pain he was experiencing and all that he had sacrificed in order to never see that person again.

Right now, he was the only one Naruto could count on, the only one who could offer him support and understanding and he would not let him down. It was true that his brother's appearance was sudden and unexpected but it certainly wasn't unwelcome. Their bond as brothers might have faded but it had never truly disappeared.

Naruto was his little brother and nothing would ever change that. Despite not knowing him as much as he would have liked, he had all the time in the world to get to know him, especially now that his brother had decided to stay. What he did know, however, was that Naruto was a kind person, someone that was genuine, caring, understanding and unique.

He loved the odd and endearing traits of his sibling's personality and he hoped that more would reveal themselves with time. The way his brother would to curl up against a pillow or a cover during his sleep, scratch his cheek or the back of his neck every time he was nervous and almost always end his sentences with a meaningless exclamation were some habits he had grown fond of.

"Kyuubi?"

"Huh?" He answered slightly disoriented, having lost himself in thought.

"I was thinking…" Naruto said as he slid the bathroom door shut behind him.

"…Mm…?"

"That I should look for a job as soon as we get home…"

"Eh?" He asked surprised, not having expected it. Weren't they supposed to relax and not ponder about work? And secondly, why so soon? Hadn't he made it clear that his brother did not have to rush things?

"I'm grateful for all you've done for me, big brother, really, but you can't continue paying for everything." Naruto said, holding his gaze steadily. "I know that my money's almost run out but- no, let me finish…"

Seeing the determined glare, he smothered whatever protest he had been ready to utter, giving his little brother a chance to speak his mind.

"I've asked my father to transfer some money to my account so it shouldn't take long before I'll have access to it. And by getting a job I'll be able to repay you both-"

"Naruto, you don't-"

"Yes, I do. If I'm going to stay with you then I want to be able to support you as well. I don't want to be a burden to you or anyone… while I know that you don't think of me like that, I can't help but thinking that I am… Please, just… let me do this…" Naruto said and looked at him pleadingly.

"… Are you really sure that it's what you want?" He answered, concerned that his brother might hasten and shatter his healing progress by working too soon… But if it really was what he wanted…

"Yes."

"Then I won't stop you." He answered with a soft sigh.

"Thank you…" His little brother smiled and sat down on the futon beside him.

"… So… what did you have in mind…? Do you want me to ask Nagato?" He began, unsure how he could help his younger brother. He knew that Naruto had worked as an accountant before he arrived in Hokkaidou, maybe he wished to do the same…?

"Eh, no… I never want to see another stack of papers in my life… but thanks anyway." Naruto declined with a small smile. "I'd rather work with something else… where I'd make a difference…"

"Hmm… don't we all?" He teased with a smile. "A teacher or a medic then perhaps…?"

"Yeah, maybe… I don't know…"

"Hmm…" He hummed while gazing at his brother contemplatively. Perhaps his brother would be suitable for that type of profession? … Maybe he really could help his brother out after all…

"What?" Naruto asked as he caught him staring.

"Oh, nothing… I just thought of something…" He lied, not wanting to reveal the plans forging inside his head just yet.

"What?"

"I'll tell you when I find out." He smirked teasingly, causing his brother to pout and turn his head away in fake agitation.

"Meany…"

"Big brothers are allowed to tease, it's in their nature." He mischievously chuckled. Ah, his brother was so precious. "Now… how about we go down and meet the two lovebirds? They're probably waiting downstairs already."

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Curling up against the pillow, he gently inhaled the rich and mingled scents of his brother and best friend, finding comfort in the action by tricking his mind into believing that the people he loved surrounded him. That Naruto still slept in that bed together with Itachi, that any moment now the blond would enter the room and grumble about him lying there before telling him to scoot over and rest beside him.

Though as much as he wanted to remain blissfully unaware, his mind couldn't be fooled for long when his heart spoke a different story, wrenching with pain at the outcome of their forbidden coupling, making the pretense all the harder to maintain and reluctantly allowing reality to take its place.

Naruto would not come home to join him on the bed nor would he sleep beside his brother at night anymore. His scent would eventually be replaced by theirs and laundry detergents' and vanish, no longer there to remind them of his presence.

He buried his face deeper in the pillow beneath him at the thought, preventing further tears from being shed and suffocating the unsteady exhalation that slipped past his lips. He refused to cry any longer because crying wouldn't change anything or make it undone, but it was hard not to when everything around him was falling apart.

Although he still had Itachi on his side, the older man's determination and evasiveness was grating on his nerves. Itachi seemed so determined that they would bring Naruto back that it was starting to scare him. He made it seem as if Naruto would fall right back into their arms as soon as they would find him, never thinking that Naruto left for obvious reasons and that he most likely never wished to see them again. However, he knew that the possibility of having Naruto back in their lives was very small. Naruto had been let down too many times in his life to allow a betrayal of this kind pass.

He also knew that his brother was suppressing the pain by deluding himself and hoping that everything would turn out alright because if he were to stop and embrace it then he would break down completely. It was Itachi's way of handling difficult situations, he bottled up every emotion inside of him in order to remain stable and strong in others' eyes, knowing weakness was unacceptable because then he would fail the ones who were dependent of him.

When their parents had passed away, Itachi had immediately embraced the role of the responsible adult, not giving himself any time to grieve or process what had happened, only thinking about him, the burial and how they would handle themselves financially. It hadn't been until Naruto had come into their lives that Itachi had finally let go and allowed himself to show emotions, letting the blond help him deal with his inner demons.

But that still didn't justify his sibling's behavior. Why did Itachi assume he had to be strong around him when he never demanded it of him in the first place? How could his brother not realize that his passive demeanor was frightening and not comforting as intended? And why was Itachi avoiding him? Was he ashamed of what he had done? Did his brother believe he hated him? Or was Itachi afraid that he would hurt him again?

Was he overreacting? Did he overanalyze it all?

Whycouldn't his brother talk to him? Why couldn't he share his thoughts and emotions with him? He was his brother, he had always been there for him, didn't that mean anything…? Was he suddenly less important just because Naruto had left them? Was he truly just someone his brother could use as he saw fit? Considering what had happened the day before, it certainly felt like it.

Feeling his eyes begin to sting, he closed them tightly as the pain inside increased. He knew he was being ridiculous and self-pitying but he felt so confused, lonely and used. He wished his brother could talk to him and not leave him fumbling in the dark.

Hearing the bedroom door open, he immediately tensed and tried to calm his breathing. His brother would think him silly for crying so he quickly feigned sleep. When the bed sunk to his left from additional weight however, he knew that his brother hadn't fallen for the pretense.

"Sasuke?"

"… Yes?" He quietly inquired, breathing softly against the pillow.

"Turn around."

Reluctantly obeying after wiping his eyes as a precaution, he slowly shifted to lie on his back, turning his head to face his sibling.

"I talked to Shisui." Itachi spoke without a trace of emotion, his features collected and calm. "He said he'll help us find Naruto."

Not knowing how to respond, he decided to stay silent. As much as he wanted his best friend back in their lives, he was afraid that his brother was making a huge mistake by taking this route. Not only would they be disregarding Naruto's choice and wishes, they'd force themselves into his life again as well, not caring whether the blond wanted them to or not.

"You okay, Sasuke?" Itachi questioned, probably having noticed the overly delayed response or the lack thereof.

"I'm fine." He muttered, swapping his brother's hand away when Itachi tried to touch his forehead.

"No… you're not… it's this about that time?"

"No, it's nothing. I'm just tired that's all." He mumbled, not wanting to remember what had happened that day.

It was obvious that his brother didn't believe him considering he continued watching him closely, his eyes calculating. Noticing Itachi crawling closer to him suddenly, he tensed once more and held his breath while his eyes cautiously followed each movement. Seeing as his brother stopped to gently lie down beside him however, he instantly relaxed and began to breathe more calmly.

"You're afraid of me." Itachi stated quietly, staring at the ceiling.

Feeling guilt envelope his core, never wanting to make the other believe he hated or feared him, he bit his lip while contemplating what to do. He wanted to comfort his brother but he still felt a little uneasy around him, though he didn't want his sibling to know that.

Choosing to smother his insecurities, he gently shifted his body to spoon against his sibling and kissed Itachi softly on the neck in apology. He could never hate his brother, no matter what Itachi would do, but that still didn't mean he would let himself be treated like dirt.

As Itachi wrapped his arms around him and gently stroked his back in a reassuring manner, he felt the tension diminish and the pain inside lessen for a moment. As a result, he sighed contently against the soft skin beneath his lips.

He loved being held by his brother like this and he always had. It made him believe he was loved and important enough to be cared for, a feeling he hadn't felt for the past few days. A feeling he, until now, had started to think was unreal.

"Sasuke…?" His brother whispered softly against his ear.

"Mmm…"

"Please… kiss me…"

Surprised by the request, he raised his head to meet Itachi's obsidian colored eyes, unsure whether his brother was sincere or not. He didn't want a repetition of the other day and if the only reason his brother had come to him was because he was in the mood for sex, then he'd rather have Itachi avoiding him. Seeing nothing but vulnerability and affection in the dark depths however, he slowly lowered his gaze to the soft and tempting pale lips of his older brother.

Should he?

Did he want to?

Would he hate himself?

Did he care?

Did it matter?

He hesitantly pressed his own lips against the ones below, unable to refuse when the pleasing warmth, touch and scent of his brother was so close to him, reminding him of moments so similar to this one. Savoring the soft texture of his sibling's lips, he delighted in the pleasing sensation that coursed through his body at the action.

Feeling his brother put more pressure behind the touch, he shyly traced the seam of Itachi's lips with his tongue, moistening the soft flesh while soundlessly begging for entrance into the warm and supple mouth. Being given immediate access he eased his tongue inside and gently let it slide on top of the other, teasing the sensitive nerves, causing his brother to moan and move his own muscle in tune with his.

The rhythm was slow but passionate and he could feel the arms around him shift to press his body harder against the one below, hands firmly cupping his lower cheeks to make sure their bodies stayed flushed against each other. Warnings were slowly going off inside his head but he smothered them in favor of his brother's feelings, not wanting to hurt the other male when Itachi clearly needed the contact. He wanted to prove that he didn't hate him so he allowed this for now but he wouldn't sleep with him so soon after it being the cause of their precious person leaving. It just didn't feel right.

Feeling his brother start to take control of the kiss by forcing his tongue back inside his mouth and following, he let their appendages sensually caress each other inside his oral cavity, saliva mixing as their breaths grew strained.

They soon broke apart for air, panting against equally flushed cheeks before their lips met again, more firmly this time as their bodies craved the taste and touch of one another. He gently caressed his brother's slick appendage before sensually sucking on it, slowly wringing moan after moan out of Itachi's mouth, enjoying the lustful sounds and the feeling of being in control for a change.

Reluctantly pulling away as the desperation grew, he shifted off of Itachi's body to sit on the edge of the bed, panting slightly as determination alone kept him from taking the final step, his body burning with arousal.

"Sasuke?"

"…"

"… Are you suddenly against this because of Naruto…?"

"…" He didn't know what to answer. His pants felt tight and the pleasant taste of his brother was making it hard not to crawl back on top of him but he couldn't. The thought of them having sex right now felt more wrong than it used to, despite the fact that they had done it behind the blond's back for years. Perhaps it was because he had always hoped that Naruto would join them or that was his friend was blissfully unaware that the act never bothered him before. Now he just kept imagining a heartbroken expression on his best friend's face and it was unbearably painful.

"Why aren't you…?" He asked instead, slowly turning to regard his sibling. Didn't his brother feel the same? "He was your fiancé, wasn't he?"

Seeing Itachi narrow his gaze at him, he knew he had hit a nerve. Perhaps his brother did feel guilty after all.

"You were the one who initiated this, little brother, so don't turn the tables on me." Itachi spoke, trying to maintain his calm despite the visible rage that flared in the normally emotionless eyes. "And Naruto still is my fiancée unless he tells me otherwise."

"You don't think the ring and disappearance proves enough…?" He asked sarcastically, not expecting an answer.

"No. If he intends to break up with me then he has to do it in person…"

"And what makes you think he'll allow that?" He huffed. "He hates us and probably never wants to speak to us again… you think he'll let us see him?"

"He's merely confused. He… misinterpreted what he was seeing…"

"How could anyone misinterpret that?" He asked and narrowed his eyes in turn, squelching the fear that rose above the surface at the awaited answer. 'Don't say it didn't mean anything…'

"… If he had known the truth, he probably would have reacted differently…" Itachi replied in a calmer tone. "He most likely assumed we didn't care about him and therefore turned to each other. If he had known we loved him as much as we love one another than perhaps he would have been able to understand…"

"…" He knew he should feel relieved at the answer but he was not, because Naruto was unaware of their feelings and most likely hated the two of them. The blond wouldn't give them a chance to explain unless they forced him to and it would be selfish and inconsiderate on their part.

"You might think I'm selfish, but I love him… If he truly hates me and never wishes to see me again then I want him to be able to tell me that to my face." Itachi quietly spoke, his voice unable to remain steady. "I believe he owes me that much…"

Shifting toward his brother, he quietly observed him. Itachi was head was lowered, face hidden beneath layered strands as his shoulders slumped somewhat depressively, his gaze fixated on the white bed sheets below.

He felt his heartache increase at the sight and slowly crawled back on the bed to embrace his brother, needing the contact as much as wanting to share it. In a way he felt happy that Itachi had finally opened up to him but seeing his sibling like this was not the least comforting and he still didn't know whose beliefs he should support, Naruto's or his brother's...

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After having met Zabuza and Haku in the lobby, they had all continued walking toward the main area of the harvest celebration, which lay a couple of minutes away from the hotel. The locals had probably not wanted to disturb the people residing around the building and therefore chosen a more secluded spot downtown.

As they strode the sidewalk, the darkness of November quickly enveloped them. What only moments ago had been a bright view of sunlight now drowned in the darkness of the evening. Street lamps and lights in windows of buildings around them illuminated the surroundings and earth of which they walked upon, creating a cozy setting along with the chilly weather and gentle breezes. Trees and entities around them cast dark shadows on the snow-covered ground, the frozen crystalline particles sparkling to the light. People passed them by on the way, children laughing and running around, women throwing shy gazes at them and giggling between themselves, men nodding firmly in acknowledgment whereas delinquent teens ignored their very presence.

The only noticeable differences from the usual festival gatherings, as far as he could tell, were the clothes, weather and food. People usually wore formal wear such as kimono and yukata during festivals and other formal events but since the falls and winters of Hokkaidou were cold, a majority chose to wear casual clothes to keep warm. Kimono out of thicker fabrics did exist, aside from the regular hakama and haori, but not everyone could afford them and some preferred pants and jackets over robes.

He didn't mind wearing formal outfits occasionally, it was a rather nice change, but he was glad that they had decided to skip the traditional wear for the evening. It was quite cold. Most likely a couple of degrees below zero and the long and layered coat he wore along with his orange sweatshirt protected him from the freezing temperatures. As far as he could tell, very few wore formal garments and the ones who did had mostly jackets on top.

Cups with steaming hot liquid could be seen being carried in the hands of some people as they approached the area; tea, coffee or heated sake were his guesses. A little girl was munching on some dango, freshly made and glazed with syrup, the sight somewhat reminding him of what he desperately fought to forget. Itachi loved sweets and often bought different types of delicacies, which regularly turned out to be dango. Sasuke hated the sugary treats however and always wore a disgusted expression on his face each time his older brother brought home some and mockingly devoured them in front of his face.

Forcing himself to ignore the painful sensation the memory created, he continued walking beside his companions, slowly shifting his gaze toward his brother for comfort. Recently, the image of his sibling calmly striding beside him was enough to make the pain lessen. Kyuubi had done so much for him without even asking for something in return, always seeing to his welfare. He couldn't be thankful enough.

"You okay, little brother?" Kyuubi inquired with worry displayed in the maroon orbs.

"Yeah, I'm fine, just thinking about some things…" He answered and quickly schooled his features by smiling lightly. He hated the fact that he was so expressive all the time. He didn't want people to worry about him unnecessarily, especially not Kyuubi.

"You want some dango?" His brother continued, motioning toward one of the stands that sold them, probably having noticed him staring at them.

"I'm not really fond of them…" He said with a wry smile, the memory still fresh enough in his mind to make him feel slightly nauseated at the mere thought of consuming them.

"Oh, okay, you want something else?"

"Um… maybe some tea or amazake… it would be nice to warm up a bit…" He replied and unconsciously rubbed his gloved hands together for emphasis.

Kyuubi quickly pulled him toward one of the stands that sold beverages and sweets and ordered them a cup of amazake each as well as a few dango sticks and piece of Castella cake. Taking a sip of his warm drink, he watched his brother chew on the glazed morsels and turned his gaze to Haku and Zabuza across the road. They were purchasing some meat buns along with some roasted sweet potatoes, probably feeling hungry already.

He and Kyuubi were still pretty full considering they had eaten a late breakfast and an early lunch before arriving here. Thus, it didn't really surprise him that the pair was famished since they had awoken much earlier.

He was quite satisfied with own drink and delicious snack at the moment. The cake tasted divine and the amazake was just the way he liked it, not too sweet or bitter and hot enough to keep him warm. His brother seemed to enjoy the dango as well, if the empty sticks in his hand were any indication.

Noticing the other two joining them again, they all proceeded walking down the road, munching on their treats while glancing at the stands and the objects they sold. Food stands mostly covered this area but judging by the people that passed them, items such as books, stuffed animals, souvenirs and other knick knacks could be purchased further down the road.

True to their assumptions, the food stands decreased in numbers and soon different objects in all shapes and sizes were seen on display. The sound of drumming could also be heard over the noisy crowd of people that flocked around them, getting more prominent the closer they got. According to legend, the drumming was said to be an offering or form of entertainment to all Kami, to please those who had passed away throughout the ages.

"Come on, I want to see if they've got Tokoharu." Haku whined and pulled his boyfriend towards the stands that sold manga and novels, not too interested in the local performances.

Tokoharu was a romantic novel about two men falling in love during the First World War and their struggle to stay together despite all odds. He got the first book from Ino a year ago but he had never really gotten the time to read it, only having read the short summary on the back, having been too busy with work or spending time with his friends, family and lover.

Judging by Haku's enthusiasm and pleased reaction when he found the third book of the series, he had missed out on a lot apparently. He could always read it now if he felt like it, seeing as he had a great deal of time on his hands, but then again he didn't want to think about romance, love or relationships for the time being.

"Oh, man, they've even got the old man stuff!" Kyuubi exclaimed about a meter to his left with a huge grin on his face, startling him a little, showing them a red book titled 'Icha Icha Violence' covered in a plastic wrapping. "Damn, I didn't know they were this popular…"

"Well, there're a lot of perverts out there like your old man, so I'm not surprised." Haku chuckled and glanced in his brother's direction.

"Yeah, probably must be it." Kyuubi snickered and continued skimming through some of the books at display.

Feeling his mouth twitch at the overheard conversation, his eyes shifted to an illustrated book in front of him with two beautifully drawn males on its cover. One of them had long blond hair put in a high ponytail, piercing blue eyes and a muscular figure and the male's arms were loosely wrapped around the slender waist of another man with shoulder length red hair and stunning grey eyes. They were both wearing pants only and had rather ravished appearances. '…. Kinda reminds me of Deidara and Nagato…' He thought amusedly and picked it up for further inspection.

'Ah, so it's that kind of a novel…' Apparently the two hunks couldn't keep their hands off each other, literally.

Smirking lightly, he glanced at the price before shifting his gaze toward his now heavily laughing brother with a raised eyebrow. Kyuubi was laughing so hard he had to hold onto Zabuza to stay upright, and what was even more surprising was that the tall male looked equally amused.

"Oh, god…" Kyuubi panted before he started laughing hard again, unable to form a sentence. "He- and then- he just-"

"… Huh…?" He thought and looked around for an explanation. What in the world?

Spotting an extremely pissed off Haku, glaring at the two men from a distance, he quickly came to the conclusion that Zabuza and Kyuubi were either laughing at the younger brunet for some reason or that Haku was ashamed of them for making a scene.

Sighing, he shook his head at them disbelievingly with a smile and put the book down on the table, turning back to aid his new friend and beat some sense into his brother.

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Back at the hotel, he dropped his bags on the floor and slumped down on the bed, exhausted. They had been walking around the village for hours and watched some local performances along the way. Eventually, his feet and body had started protesting, too tired, freezing and sore to continue.

Lazily turning his head to the right toward the hallway, he spotted his lover shrugging out of a black sweatshirt, displaying the pronounced abdominal muscles through the white tank top he wore underneath. Despite the chilly temperature outside, it was quite warm indoors, so he didn't blame his boyfriend for wanting to undress.

They had been given a yukata by the hotel, which they could sleep and walk around in during the evening. It consisted of two robes, one being beige with a dark pattern and the other plain black. A similarly patterned sash in a darker color was additionally added to tie the beige robe together, leaving the darker robe to hang loosely on top of the other for further comfort and warmth. Seeing Zabuza slowly remove the tank top as well, he knew that his lover wanted to change into the given garments, probably feeling confined in the casual wear or something similar to it.

Observing the way Zabuza's hands trailed down to unbuckle his belt and unbutton his jeans, he lightly bit down onto his lips at the tempting view and slowly pushed himself into an upright position. It wasn't often he got to see his boyfriend in formal wear nor watch him put them on.

Zabuza seemed deeply concentrated on the task of dressing himself properly and never noticed his appreciative stare. The longer his gaze lingered, however, the more he wanted the garments gone. The muscled brunet looked so sophisticated and handsome.

Perhaps his boyfriend wouldn't mind undressing again…

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Stepping inside the heated water a little embarrassingly, wary of his brother behind him, he slowly sat down and let the water envelope him. It was so warm and pleasant and as soon as it covered his shoulders, he breathed out contently and felt his eyes close. Hearing his brother sigh contently beside him also, he reluctantly opened his eyes and observed his sibling's relaxed posture through the steaming fog.

Kyuubi's eyes were shut in bliss and the long red tresses laid plastered on his chest and back, wet and damp from the water and stuffy air of the room. The sight made him wonder why his brother so seldom had his hair down, always fastened in a ponytail or pushed back by a bandana, never letting people see the beautiful picture it made sweeping down his temples and shoulders.

After all, his brother's insecurities were needless. No one would ever mistake him for a female with his hair up or down. He wished he could make Kyuubi see himself for the handsome and kind person that he was, and not someone who wasn't good enough for some stupid, spoiled, stuck-up bimbo.

He closed his eyes begrudgingly, knowing it wouldn't do him any good to get angry. As his brother often said, 'what's in the past stays in the past', there was no point pondering over it. He also might upset his sibling if he brought it up too often and that was something he'd rather avoid. Sighing, he gazed around the room distractingly, wanting to rid himself of the unpleasant thoughts.

Moonlight was shining through the large windows in front of them. Candles were spread out on the tiled floor and around the pool's edge and by the window sills, illuminating the multiple silhouettes of the room and creating the romantic setting he had anticipated beforehand along with the heated mist.

The view outside enhanced the impression. Shining stars and a clear grand moon decorated the pitch black sky, lights far away in the distance of occupied homes glittered; tree tops swayed in the motion of the wind and dark shadows crept along the frozen white earth.

He was glad he was able to share the experience with his brother even though the nagging feelings and lingering thoughts in his mind kept ruining his enjoyment.

The fear of betrayal and abandonment constantly followed him no matter how hard he wished it away, as did the insecurity and self-doubt. The heartbreaking discovery had hurt him more than he had expected and turned him into a different person, one he didn't know too well.

He was still himself, but in a way he wasn't.

He used to be confident, cheerful, loud and daring but now that had been replaced by opposite traits and it bothered him. He hated this shy, uncertain person he had become. It didn't feel like him and it wasn't who he wanted to be but he couldn't help it. If given time he was certain that he would be able to gain the confidence he had lost and become more like he used to be. He just needed to trust himself around other people again and hope that Kyuubi would accept him despite it.

His gaze swept over Kyuubi's form again and he began to think himself silly for doubting his sibling for a second. His brother wasn't the kind to play with his feelings and the redhead had been nothing but supportive and caring ever since they reunited, Kyuubi surely wouldn't hurt him. In his heart he believed so.

'Wasn't that what you used to think about Itachi as well?' The damned pessimistic voice in his mind interjected, his face falling from the bitter truth in that statement.

"Is it too hot?" Kyuubi asked suddenly and startled him in the process, looking concerned.

"… U-um, no, it's great, I… eh… I was just… thinking about whether Asano and Momochi would join us soon…" He lamely answered. Why did he have to be so damn expressive all the time? He had tried to school his features but apparently he was not very good at it, Kyuubi had seen right through him.

"Oh… well, I think they might be a bit preoccupied…" Kyuubi said with a slightly narrowed gaze before coughing awkwardly.

He hadn't actually thought that much about the other two until now, only using them as an excuse for his absentmindedness. He was well aware of what might have kept them delayed, he wasn't stupid, but neither he nor Kyuubi wanted to think along those lines and therefore chose to ignore it when the brunets had failed to show up as planned.

"I wonder when they'll bring us the sake…" His brother muttered and stretched out leisurely, sighing at the heat.

As if on cue, there was a knock on the door and they both looked at each other oddly before regarding the source of said noise. Were the staff psychic or had the others come to join them?

"Excuse me…" Came an apologetic voice as the door opened slightly. "Do you wish to have your refreshments brought inside?"

Looking at him briefly, Kyuubi responded. "Yeah, that'll be great, thank you."

Soon two men stepped inside carrying a tray each; one with small cups and a ceramic flask of sake and another with plates of various delicacies. Much to his relief, the alcohol appeared to be chilled, seeing as a light fog was forming on its container. He preferred sake cold since it brought out the flavor more distinctly and seemed especially appropriate during a warm bath.

As the men quickly put the trays down and placed the cups and plates on very small tables near them, he spotted some tofu, bean paste, mochi, fruit and other mouthwatering confectioneries.

"Please enjoy." The middle-aged man with dark hair spoke and bowed politely before leaving the room. The younger blond male lingered and served them the refreshments before rising and bowing as well. "Your company will join you shortly. They are getting ready as we speak. If there is anything you need, don't hesitate to call." A slim hand motioned toward the intercom on the wall beside the door.

"Thank you, we will." Kyuubi answered and inclined his head in thanks.

No sooner than the male had left the room and closed the door, Haku and Zabuza stepped inside wearing towels around their waists. Averting his gaze, not wanting to be caught staring or spot anything beneath the fluffy white fabrics, he thanked the steaming water for disguising his flush of embarrassment and grabbed a cup of sake to sip on.

Thankfully, the two males lowered themselves in the water a bit further away from him and his brother in the enclosed hot spring, probably having felt the awkward tension. He didn't mind and relaxed once again, glancing over at his brother to watch his amused expression.

"I thought we said eleven p.m. …" Kyuubi said in a husky tenor while glancing at his friends, the alcohol working its magic on his throat.

"We got held up…" Zabuza responded without looking at his companion, leaning on the edge of the pool neither disturbed nor ashamed.

"Yeah, I figured…" Kyuubi muttered and emptied his cup of sake, pouring himself another one before handing him a refill as well.

"You were right, Naruto, it really is romantic…" Haku sighed softly, discretely changing the subject and staring out of the large windows opposite of them.

Zabuza and Kyuubi hummed in agreement while he nodded, taking a piece of the mochi with the help of a small pair of chopsticks. The hotel was definitely living up to their expectations so far, the events, view, food and beverages were great.

"Oi, hand me a piece of tofu will ya?" Zabuza grunted while looking at him irritably.

"O-oh, sure…" He awkwardly responded, caught unawares, and stretched out to grab a plate before Kyuubi and Haku stopped him.

"Zabuza!"

"Get your own damn sweets, you rude ass, these are mine and Naruto's." Kyuubi muttered and glared at his friend.

Rolling his eyes, Zabuza rose and stepped out of the pool, clearly not self-conscious or shy at all, letting water drip off of his body as he walked towards the door a few steps away. Kyuubi and Haku didn't seem too surprised or embarrassed by the display and action, so he tried to keep his gaze away without appearing too abashed.

"Zabuza… at least use the towel… you're making our blond uncomfortable…" The long haired brunet sighed.

"Yeah, yeah…" The tall male murmured as he pressed the button of the intercom and began to speak when the personal answered. "Hello? Yeah, excuse me, but could we get another bottle of sake and a tray of sweets?"

"Of course, we'll be there shortly. Is there anything else you would like?" A voice spoke through the device, one he recognized as the blonde haired male who had served them earlier.

"No, thanks, that'll be all." Releasing the button, Zabuza stepped back and walked toward them again, sinking inside the water smoothly next to his boyfriend, untroubled. When trying to embrace his lover, however, Haku shied away from him.

"… What the… don't tell me you're upset?"

"I'm not upset. You've been incredibly rude to Naruto for no reason and I want you to apologize…"

"What?"

"You heard me…" Haku said and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Wait, Asano, that's not necessary…"

"Yes, it is… and please call me Haku." Haku smiled before turning to his boyfriend. "Well…?"

"….. Sorry, squirt… I didn't mean to… offend you or anything…" Zabuza said sighing, obviously struggling not to roll his eyes. "Happy?"

"Yes."

'He's so whipped…' He and his brother most likely simultaneously thought, seeing as Kyuubi was smirking mockingly.

Despite the fact that Zabuza hadn't upset him in any way, he really appreciated Haku's concern. It felt nice to have someone aside from Kyuubi to care for him at this place.

"Ah… now that's a great addition to a wonderful evening, don't you think…?" Haku said and gestured toward the windows, interrupting him from his musings.

Thousands of snowflakes were falling from the dark sky like soft powder, sweeping down trees and homes in masses, gathering delicately upon the frozen earth. There was no doubt about it, fall had been replaced by winter and Hokkaidou was being entirely covered in white.

"Indeed. Cheers… to a new start…" Kyuubi smiled and raised his cup, shifting his gaze from the inviting sight to them. "…with my little brother."

"Oi, what about us..." Zabuza interrupted with an amused glint in his eyes.

"What about you…?" Kyuubi countered equally amused, not sounding confused despite his question.

"Bastard…" Zabuza muttered half-heartedly before raising his own cup. "Cheers… to the weakling and his little brother."

"What did you say?"

"Ah, shut up…" Haku sighed and clashed his cup with Naruto, tired of the constantly arguing men. "To a new friendship…"

"Cheers…" He mumbled embarrassingly and then nudged his cup with the other men, smiling despite it all.

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*Washitsu/Youshitsu = Washitsu (also called Nihonma) is a traditional Japanese room with tatami mats, etc., and it is the antonym to Youshitsu, a Western-styled room.

*Castella cake = is a cake that's known as 'Kasutera' in Japan, (it's spelled and pronounced that way in katakana). It's originally Portuguese, merchants brought it to Japan in the 16th century and it's has become very popular and common in Japan since then.

*Search Youtube for "Takako Minekawa – Cat house". It's a hilariously awesome song that makes me laugh every time I listen to it. I mean, how many songs have meowing cats in it…? Poor Kyuubi... XD

*Kami: the belief in Kami is very common in Japan and originated from the Shinto religion, but the respect for traditions is mostly the reason for its continuation. The term is quite difficult to translate correctly in English. Kami are said to be spiritual essences that reside in almost all things and they vary between deities, human ancestors, spirit figures, etc. A way to be thankful to Kami is to, for example, say "Itadakimasu" before each meal, to thank all of the Kami that had been sacrificed in order to make the dish.

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Thank you so much for reading. As for the hiatus, sumimasen deshita! Updates from me will take time, so unfortunately you'll have to be patient. The next chapter will take place about three months after this event, meaning the time will be fast forwarded. My reason for doing so will become clear in that chapter I assure you. =)

Now onto the review responses... ;) If you haven't reviewed the previous chapter, then please feel free to skip this part, drop a review if you want or do neither and hopefully join me next time. (^_^)/

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animelover:*Hugs* Well, I’m glad that my earlier chapter made you happy enough to dance after having a bad day, your review made me equally as pleased. I hope you aren’t too disappointed with Shisui, a lot of people might be considering the suspense factor at the end of the last chapter, but I think that it would be way too unrealistic if someone would be able to find Naruto in the blink of an eye without any questions asked. And oh, just wait, Itachi and Sasuke won’t have it easy if they ever do show up in Hokkaido, Kyuubi and Zabuza might be the least of their worries. Thank you for the kind words, I’m really grateful for your reviews and it makes me happy to hear that you enjoy the story that much. Thank you! *Hugs again* Happy holidays!

AlysiaStorms:Your patience must have run out by now, right? I’m sorry; I hope you aren’t too disappointed at me and the new chapter. Your brother’s a fan too? :) Well, Kyuubi is precious; I’d love to have a brother like him. XD Thank you for the review, hopefully you and your sibling liked the chapter. Happy holidays!

evilgenus:I’m glad you liked it. :) Well, Haku and Zabuza are precious and I wanted them in the story somehow, and as you mentioned, it’s usually through Naruto and not someone else. Kyuubi and Zabuza make good friends, don’t you think? XD Tobi will show up in the next chapter, so hopefully your ponderings might be solved and answered then. Thank you for reviewing. Happy holidays!

Yukiko3:Sorry for the hiatus, the update took a very long time I know. Hope you liked the chapter nonetheless and thank you for the review.

mimi-chan:Well, yeah, a lot of people have ended up hating the Uchihas because of Night Rain, though I hope I haven’t ruined your opinions of them outside of the story. I also know I’m being cruel by not revealing the stories main pairing, but I believe it’ll be more exciting to find out in time. I hope you enjoyed the chapter and thank you so much for your review. Happy holidays!

LizRose:Thank you for the wonderful review. I believe you might have gotten confused during this chapter, since Shisui turned out to be someone else and not the person you expected. Tobi, the head of Akatsuki, and Shisui isn’t the same character. I hope I haven’t been too unclear with that information; it’s hard to tell sometimes. And yeah, I know the Zabuza-incident seemed highly unlikely, I just couldn’t help myself. XD I’m glad you like the story and I’m sorry for the extremely belated update, I hope you enjoyed the chapter nonetheless. Happy holidays!

ecdragon:Thank you for reviewing! I hope this chapter answered some of your questions, the rest will be revealed in time I assure you. It’s kind of hard to keep the Uchihas from doing things when they have a mind of their own, not to mention that evil plot bunnies do most of the thinking for me. :P Hope you liked the chapter nonetheless. Happy holidays!

SukaiAi:Thank you so much for the review! It made me happy. :) I’m really glad you enjoy the story and find it unique. Hope you enjoyed the chapter despite its lateness. Happy holidays!

Mija:Thank you so much for the review! It made me blush, laugh, smile and worry at the same time. I hope I haven’t ruined your love for the Uchihas outside of the story, it wasn’t my intention and I hope you can remember Itachi for the awesome person that he was in the manga/anime. *sniffle* Sasuke is… well, alright, you can hate him… just kidding. Anyway…I’m glad you found the story heartbreaking to such an extent, not that I want you to feel bad, but describing heartbreak from betrayal of this kind isn’t easy. As a compensation for the belated chapter, I can tell you that Kyuubi won’t take it lying down once he learns about what the Uchihas did to his brother… dun dun duuuun. XD I hope you liked this chapter as well. Happy holidays!

The Simi:Thank you for the sweet and encouraging words! They made me smile. I’m sorry for the hiatus. I hope you aren’t too disappointed with Shisui as well, I just thought it would be too unrealistic if Shisui suddenly ignored his work in favor for his cousin. I’m glad you liked Haku and Zabuza; I love that couple to death so I just had to have them in my story. :) As for your questions, the answer is yes, but it’ll happen in later chapters. I hope you liked the new chapter as well. Hoppas att allt är bra med dig och att du har en riktigt härlig jul. God Jul och Gott Nytt År! *hugs tightly*

mickii:Well, I’m happy you liked it and agree with me, I tend to dislike those types of threesomes too. And no, you’re not ranting, I like to hear about your opinion. Your senses might be right, since the main pairing will be revealed in later chapters. I’m relieved you liked the part were Neji told his friends about his feelings, I hadn’t gotten any comment mentioning that part until now, so I thought people might have disliked it. Thank you so much for the positive review! I hope you liked this chapter as well. Happy holidays!

NarutoVixin:Thank you so much for the wonderful review! It made me happy to hear you enjoy it that much, I’m so sorry for letting you down by updating so belatedly. I hope you liked the chapter nonetheless and that you’ll continue on reading. And I’m sure you’re great at writing, give it a try, you never know unless you do. Happy holidays!

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Meri kurisumasu! Soshite, akemashite omedetou gozaimasu!

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