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More Than Meets The Eye	By : Lanie12777 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1179 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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AN: I’m
very sorry about the lateness of this chapter, these last few months
have been rough. And unfortunately it will most likely be the first
of the year before I’m able to update again as I start my
seasonal job in a week and will have very little time online. So most
of my free time will be at night after work, and being a beta all
chapters from the authors I beta for will come first before my own.
Not to say I won’t try to write, I just won’t have much
time.

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Special thanks to
Vitty Rose for reading over this, and also to both her and FaiNeko
for encouraging me to finish and post this.

Chapter 8

Konan studied Itachi as
she settled into her seat. The private jet owned by her boss took off
into the air softly, vibrations from the powerful engines barely
felt. The cabin they were seated in was empty but for the two of
them; it would take several hours to reach Konoha, giving her plenty
of time to get an idea of what exactly the eldest Uchiha planned to
do.

Itachi was leaning back
in his seat, staring pensively out the window as they flew. His
pitch-black hair was pulled back in a low ponytail, falling down his
back just past his shoulders. His eyes looked black when you first
saw them, but in reality they were a very dark grey. His skin was
pale, but not sickly pale; simply the skin of a man who didn’t
spend much time out in the sun. His most distinctive features were
age lines running down the sides of his nose from just under his
eyes. Konan had seen pictures of his father, Fugaku Uchiha, and
Itachi was almost a carbon copy of the man. From what she’d
learned from a few business relations who’d known Itachi’s
father, his personality was also very much the same. Shrewd, almost
cold and highly intelligent. Such a combination made for extremely
successful business ventures that made the Uchihas a very wealthy
family.

But in all the time
she’d worked for and known Itachi, she’d never met the
younger brother. He’d left more than six years ago, just before
she’d first begun working as Itachi’s assistant. Itachi
didn’t talk much about him, so it had been a shock when he’d
asked her to search and retrieve any information on Sasuke two weeks
ago.

“Itachi,”
she called softly, gaining the man’s attention as dark eyes
swung to face her. “Can you tell me a little something about
Sasuke? I’ve only heard you mention him one time other than
when you sent me to look for him.”

Itachi stared at her for
a minute, not replying. Konan worried slightly she may have
overstepped her place and was about to apologize for prying when
Itachi spoke.

“I haven’t
seen Sasuke in close to seven years. We didn’t part on the best
of terms, something I regret now. I could have helped him when he got
into this mess two years ago.” He frowned, glancing back out
the window for a few seconds before turning back to Konan.

“Our parents were
killed in a car accident when Sasuke was eighteen. They’d been
coming back from celebrating their twenty-fifth wedding anniversary.
They’d been at a stop light, and just as they were crossing
after it turned green a drunk driver slammed into their car. My
father died instantly, while my mother was in ICU in a coma for a
week before she died from her injuries as well. Sasuke was away at
college, his first year. He didn’t take the news well; he was
closer to Mother while I had a better relationship with Father.

“It was shortly
after that Sasuke began seeing Karin Sato, a freshman in his classes.
The first time he brought her to the main house I disliked her; she
had an avaricious demeanor about her. I hoped for a while that it
would not become anything serious. When he informed me eight months
later they were getting married I tried my best to talk him out of
it. He simply got angry and refused to speak to me for a few months.
Then I began seeing drastic withdrawals from Sasuke’s bank
account – it was a joint account my father set up before he
died. I continued getting statements from the bank, and what I found
I didn’t like.”

Itachi paused, checking
his cell phone quickly when a beep sounded for a text message. He
ignored it and set the phone back down.

“Karin had been
draining Sasuke’s funds steadily. I talked with Sasuke about
it, and he refused to listen. Our age difference had always been a
bit of a hindrance between us with me being five years older, and we
rarely spent any time together when we were younger other than at the
dinner table. So we’d drifted apart, and he resented me trying
to intrude on his life. Unfortunately things only got worse after
that.”

Konan sat in silence,
listening to Itachi’s story. She didn’t think she’d
ever heard the Uchiha speak so much in one sitting before.

Sighing, Itachi leaned
back more in his seat. “As I was the eldest, I was father’s
heir and in charge of the business and all assets. Sasuke wasn’t
happy about that as I had ultimate say in his inheritance. Karin’s
spending got worse, and eventually I had to put a stop to it. I had
the bank freeze Sasuke’s access to the account, which made him
furious. We had a huge argument that lasted for a few hours and ended
with Sasuke storming out. He and Karin packed up and left, and that
was the last time I saw him. I had no idea he’d left the east
coast and gone to Washington state.”

“So you had no
idea where he was all that time?”

Itachi shook his head.
“No. I was too stubborn to give in and search for him until
recently.” He’d also been traveling back and forth to his
company’s branch office in Tokyo, which meant he stayed a good
portion of each year in Japan; he’d always loved his parents’
homeland and enjoyed his time there.

“But I
missed my little brother, and realized that if nothing was done then
he’d be lost to me for good. Unfortunately it seems as if my
fears were correct. I’ve wasted the last six-odd years and lost
my only remaining family; I won’t let that happen again. I’m
prepared to do anything in my power to get Sasuke cleared and get him
back home. Which is why I have no intention of leaving until that
happens.”

Konan’s bright
brown eyes regarded him solemnly. She’d had no idea the
relationship between the brothers was like this. She felt bad for
Itachi, who had only been trying to look out for his younger sibling
while having huge responsibilities placed on his shoulders at such a
young age.

“And Sasuke’s
wife?” she asked. She’d read the file, and was now
wondering if Itachi had any plans to go after the young woman who’d
basically sold Sasuke out and run off with another man.

Itachi sneered at the
mention of the woman. “I will deal with her after I get this
mess with Sasuke sorted out. She’s a big part of why he’s
in prison, and I mean to make her regret ever crossing an Uchiha,”
his voice was cold as he spoke, making Konan shiver a bit. Never,
ever piss this man off she thought to herself.

Tucking a strand of her
light blue hair behind her ear (she loved the color, and had been
dying her hair this shade for years), she sat back and glanced out
the small window.

“We have several
hours before we land; you may want to take that time and get some
rest.” Itachi settled more comfortably in his seat and drew the
blind down on the window next to him, closing his eyes to take a
short nap; he’d been running non-stop since finding out about
his brother and had missed a lot of sleep.

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Naruto sat on the hard
floor, refusing to look at Sasuke who sat on the couch near him. The
said furniture was made of cedar (it looked as though all the
furniture in the cabin was made of the same wood), and had short,
thick legs of the wood exposed under the rough material of the plush
yet lumpy cushions. The chain hooked around Naruto’s ankle was
secured around one of the legs. The couch itself wasn’t
heavy-looking, but Sasuke was sitting on it with a smirk on his face
whenever Naruto glanced at him. That alone made Naruto want to leave
the room, boredom aside. That smug attitude was grating on his
nerves.

Sasuke knew he was
annoying the blonde. Payback is a bitch. When Naruto refused
to sit beside him and instead chose the hard floor, Sasuke merely
snorted and let it drop. He focused on the movie he’d put in
the DVD player; since there was no cable or satellite Gaara had built
up a collection of movies so that whenever he or Sasuke stayed then
there would be some form of entertainment.

Huffing, Naruto suddenly
stood. “I want to go back into the bedroom.” He’d
had enough of sitting near the pompous jerk.

One of Sasuke’s
eyebrows rose before he shrugged. “Fine. Don’t complain
later if you get bored again. I let you out to watch TV; can’t
blame me if you don’t watch it.” He got up to retrieve
the padlock key from the kitchen, walking back slowly. Naruto glared
at him, anger simmering over Sasuke’s nonchalant attitude.

Bending down, Sasuke
unlocked the chain from the couch and stepped back. He almost didn’t
notice the small length of chain Naruto had wound in his hand come
swinging at his head; his reflexes kicked in and he dodged at the
last minute, barely keeping his head from being bashed. The end of
the chain caught him on the shoulder instead, and he stumbled back a
bit. Seeing his advantage, Naruto shoved the other man and sent him
crashing to the floor. He snatched up the bulk of the chain and took
off for the front door of the cabin.

Regaining his bearings,
Sasuke managed to jump to his feet quickly and made a grab for the
bit of chain trailing behind Naruto. He yanked, which caused Naruto,
who was now halfway out of the front door, to yelp loudly and go
tumbling onto the porch hard. “Fuck!” Naruto cursed, his
elbow throbbing from where it’d collided with the planks. It
also pulled Sasuke right after him, the other man being dragged
forward by the chain he clutched tightly.

Just as Naruto rolled
over, the breath was knocked out of him as Sasuke’s body landed
on top of him. Sasuke’s momentum had propelled him forward and
he’d lost his balance, falling directly onto Naruto. He made no
move to get off Naruto, staying still on top of the glowering blonde.
A half-sneer, half-smirk settled on Sasuke’s lips as he took in
their positions.

“Get the hell off
me!” Naruto screeched after regaining his breath. Sasuke had
begun wriggling a bit, making Naruto squirm at the feel of the
muscled body so closely in contact with his own.

“I like where I’m
at. It’s actually quite comfortable for me.”

“Well not for me,
asshole! Get. Off.”

Sasuke just stared
intently. Naruto sighed in irritation. “Look, this damn chain
is digging into my back, it hurts. Now let me up!”

“Serves you right,
idiot. That thing hurt you know.”

Naruto hmph’ed.
“Serves you right. I’m the one who’s been
locked up like a dog the last week!” He pushed at Sasuke’s
shoulders, ignoring the heat of the muscular body lying on top of
him. He refused to admit that the man had a nice body; hell would
freeze over before he’d utter that.

Blue eyes widened in
alarm as said body settled more comfortably on his own. The small bit
of chain clumped together just beneath his shoulder blades was
forgotten as Naruto glanced into Sasuke’s dark gaze. Those
nearly-black eyes slowly traveled from Naruto’s eyes to his
parted mouth, fixating on the soft, plump lips as his face hovered
close above.

Sasuke seemed to snap
out of his trance and jerked his head back up. He clambered off of
Naruto quickly and then leaned down, offering the blonde a hand.
Naruto ignored it and climbed to his feet warily, the chain now
clutched in Sasuke’s hand to avoid being used against him once
more. He followed behind the dark-haired man back into the cabin, his
attempt (pathetic as it was) at escape pushed aside as his mind
raced.

‘What the hell was
that? Was he about to kiss me?’ These thoughts kept tumbling
around Naruto’s brain. Yes, he found the escapee very
attractive – he’s only human – but he couldn’t
help being unnerved about what just happened between them.

Unaware of Naruto’s
troubled thoughts, Sasuke was having his own personal conversation in
his head. He was berating himself for letting things get out of hand
like that. He’d almost succumbed to the temptation of kissing
Naruto, something he’d been wanting to do since he’d
first laid eyes on the blonde man in Orochimaru’s office at the
prison. Never before had he felt such attraction to another person,
not even his ex-wife. A scowl crossed his face as he thought of
Karin.

Heading into the
bedroom, Sasuke locked the chain once more around the bed’s leg
post. He then left the room, walking past Naruto without a word.
Naruto was sure he’d be ranting at him for his escape attempt,
but to his surprise Sasuke didn’t say anything and instead just
walked back into the living room. A look of confusion on his face,
Naruto just stood by the doorway and watched as Sasuke sat heavily on
the couch.

Feeling Naruto’s
gaze on him, Sasuke lifted his head and stared right at the other
man. He knew he’d screwed everything up, but it had to be a
million times worse for Naruto as he had no idea what was really
going on. Then it’s about time that changed.

“I realize you
won’t believe me right now, but I’m innocent of murdering
my friend,” he began in a low voice. Naruto didn’t move
or say anything, allowing Sasuke to say what he needed to. He had a
feeling he wasn’t going to like it too much, but he was –
despite himself – interested in what Sasuke had to say.

“My wife, well
ex-wife now, set me up. She was having an affair with an old friend
from school. I knew, and to be honest at the time I found out I
really didn’t care. Our marriage was a mistake and we both
wanted out; I just had no idea how far she’d go to get out with
as much of my money as she could get her hands on.” Sasuke’s
voice was dark, anger laced in each word. He still got livid when he
thought of the shop and home he’d lost, both products of him
working his ass off and making a name for himself instead of his
family inheritance.

“Karin was only
interested in me for the Uchiha money. My older brother tried to talk
me into dumping her, but I didn’t want to listen. I was
childish, lashing out at everything because of my parents’
deaths. Thought he was trying to take my father’s place. I see
now he was simply concerned for me and was trying to help. But I
pushed him away. We got into a huge fight and I left. That was the
last time I saw him.”

Naruto just stared at
Sasuke. Truthfully he had no idea what to say; he had no siblings,
his parents had died just after he was born so he grew up in an
orphanage. He’d been bounced around in foster homes until he
was an adult, all too eager by that time to be on his own. He could
sympathize with Sasuke a bit on losing his parents, a tragedy they
both had in common.

Sighing lightly, Sasuke
glanced at Naruto; the blonde hadn’t uttered a word since he’d
begun talking. His fingers once again brushed over the small scrap of
paper in his pocket – he’d kept it there the last few
days, debating on the right time to show it to Naruto and explain
what was going on.

“Look,”
Naruto’s head lifted to meet Sasuke’s gaze, “I
realize we got off on the wrong foot-” A loud scoff broke his
words off.

“’Got off on
the wrong foot’? What are you, nuts?!” Naruto’s
face showed slight disbelief at Sasuke’s choice of words as he
finally spoke up. “Getting off on the wrong foot is when you
meet someone and say an inappropriate joke, or make them spill a
drink by accident. I sure as hell wouldn’t call shoving a gun
in my face, kidnapping me and locking me in a cabin in the middle of
fucking nowhere ‘getting off on the wrong foot’!”

Sasuke winced a bit as
Naruto’s tone got progressively louder until the other man was
nearly shouting. Ok, so maybe his choice of words weren’t
exactly the right ones. But damn it he was trying to apologize and
explain his actions, the least Naruto could do was let him speak.
He stood, seeing Naruto get to his feet quickly as well while giving
Sasuke a wary look. Sasuke knew Naruto didn’t trust him, and to
be honest he hadn’t given him any reason to. He’d gone
about this whole situation the wrong way and now he was worried there
was no way to fix it.

With a grim look on his
face, Sasuke moved toward the bedroom doorway. Naruto backed up and
slammed the door, the lock clicking before Sasuke could reach it.

“Damn it,”
he muttered under his breath. He really didn’t think he could
kick the door down, it was pretty thick. Plus he didn’t think
Gaara would be too thrilled to have his home torn apart.

“Naruto open the
door. We need to talk, I have to tell you something.” Sasuke
rattled the doorknob, but it remained locked securely against him.

“Screw you! Sleep
your ass on the couch or better yet, out in the yard!” Naruto’s
voice was a bit muffled through the door.

Cursing, Sasuke felt
like pounding on the door. Calm down, it’s not helping to
get angry he thought to himself, taking deep breaths. “Naruto,
please, I really need to tell you about what’s going on.”

Silence met him after
that. He heard no movement, so he knew Naruto was still standing on
the other side.

“What do you mean
‘what’s really going on’?” Naruto’s
tone was low, making Sasuke strain to hear it.

Stepping back, Sasuke
eyed the door. “Look, can you come out here? You need to see
something while I explain.”

“How do I know
you’re not planning to just kill me now and stash my body
somewhere?”

“Damn it, Naruto!
I’m not the one who wants you dead! I’m trying to keep
you alive!” Crap, he really didn’t mean to blurt it out
like that. When he got no response, he spoke again. “Orochimaru
wants you dead. He blackmailed me into kidnapping you for the sole
purpose of killing you. I have proof.”

Stunned, Naruto didn’t
move from his position on the other side of the locked door. What the
hell did Sasuke mean? Orochimaru wanted him dead? But he was
divorcing him! He was giving him his freedom, what reason would he
have to want Naruto dead? He knew they’d had their troubles,
but murder?

“What do you mean
you have proof?” he asked through the door.

“He gave me the
security code for your house alarm, told me if I killed you then he’d
make sure I escaped and was able to get across the U.S. border into
Canada or Mexico, whichever I preferred; if I didn’t he was
going to have some inmates charge me with assault and tack on even
more years to my sentence. Here, I have the piece of paper he wrote
the alarm code on.”

Sasuke slipped the paper
under the door. Bending down, Naruto picked it up and gazed at it
blankly. He’d know his husband’s handwriting anywhere.
His brow was furrowed in thought; it was too big a lie for Sasuke to
just make up, especially with the glaring evidence in his hand. There
would be no reason whatsoever for him to have a small piece of paper
with his house’s alarm code written on it in Orochimaru’s
distinctive handwriting.

Unlocking the door, he
came face to face with Sasuke. “How the hell did you get this?”

“I told you.
Orochimaru wants you dead. He told me what time to be at the house,
said you’d be alone. I took you with me to keep you safe. I
knew you wouldn’t believe me, so I did the only thing I could
at the time.”

Naruto sat down heavily
on the bed. He was having a bit of a hard time absorbing it all.
Glancing up at Sasuke, who stood a few feet away watching him
closely, he looked back down at the paper.

“I know we’ve
been unhappy, but I had no idea he wanted me dead. I don’t
understand! I told him I’d give him a divorce, hell I don’t
even want any of his money. Why would he do this…?”

Sasuke came a bit
closer, but refrained from touching the blonde. “I don’t
know. But you can’t go back there. He’d just get one of
the other prisoners to do it, and he’d find someone with no
problem killing you.”

Raking a hand through
his hair, Naruto sighed. His hand was bunched around the paper.
Without glancing up at Sasuke he asked quietly, “Can you just
leave me alone for now? I just need some time to absorb all this.”

Nodding, Sasuke gave one
last look to the blonde; Naruto was hunched over a bit, staring at
the paper in his hand. Sasuke shut the bedroom door and headed back
to the couch.
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