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For My Little Brother	By : Luxurien Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1850 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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For My Little Brother - Chapter 1: Beginnings
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"Nii-san!" Running up to his brother, a seven year old Sasuke hugged him as he entered the house. "Will you practice archery with me?" He penned his brother with large, hope-filled, dark eyes and a childish smile.
"Sorry Sasuke, maybe next time." Itachi responded with his own smile. Sasuke always managed to brighten his day even with just a few moments. "I have to meet with dad about something." As he said this, he brushed his dark raven colored bangs back; only for them to fall back into place immediately afterwards.
"You're always too busy!" Sasuke responded, pouting.
"Next time, I promise." Itachi walked past Sasuke into the large living room. His dad was seated on the couch staring into the dancing flames of the fireplace. "Dad, what's wrong?" He had received a text from his father, interrupting his studies – something that never happened. It was an emergency; he picked up on immediately.
"Itachi, you know about Danzo." It wasn't a question.
"I do."
"He is a problem for us. Just in case something happens – I'm not saying it will – but in case it does, I want you to take your brother to Kirigakure for a week. Consider it a vacation."
"What do you think is going to happen?"
Fugaku sighed; his face illuminated by the fire. "I have the feeling that whatever happens, we may not survive it." Fugaku was a powerful government official. He controlled the entire city's police force and was a major political voice. In fact, the Uchiha clan held a long and prominent history from founding the city and the police force in particular. Danzo was always clashing in politics with the Uchiha, however they always managed to maintain peace. That is, until recently. Danzo had his own vision for how the city should be run with sights set on the country as a whole, eventually. Militaristically and by any means necessary was his goal; the Uchiha bared his way, however.
"I don't know how far that man will go to get what he wants, but I'm not willing to risk Sasuke's or your safety." Fugaku continued, "Here is some money. It should last you at least one month. I know I taught you how to survive, if necessary. If I don't contact you within the week, do not come back. Do whatever you have to; just don't come back." Fugaku held up a bag filled with cash and some other necessities. "And leave your cell phones and IDs here. I'm giving you this temporary phone. It should be untraceable and I will use it to contact you."
"Dad, this sounds way too serious. I think I should stay to help. How much danger are we in? Can't we increase surveillance on Danzo?"
"First and foremost you need to think about Sasuke. He needs someone who can take care of him; promise me you will do that. Second, Danzo knows about everyone else in the police force, but he has never taken an interest in family, or children. You are still a child, even though you are a genius who has already completed most of your studies. We purposefully kept you in the shadows, working in the background for just this sort of situation. Because of who you are, I can trust you to do the most important thing right now. Lastly, I already tried. I wouldn't be sending you away if I had any other option. Just trust me and I will do what I can. You do what you can."
"I understand and I promise." Itachi said, agreeing with his father at least on Sasuke's safety. Still in the back of his mind, he was worried about his family; wondering just what happened to make Fugaku worry so much.
"Good. You're leaving tomorrow morning at 4 am. Pack up only the things you can carry on your back- bare necessities. You will be taking the train to Kiri."
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Sasuke and Itachi barely had time to say goodbye to their mother and father as they boarded the train to Kiri. Once there, they managed to find a passable hotel for the week. Itachi did everything he could to be the perfect older brother. Itachi took his brother out every day and made sure Sasuke was as happy as possible-trying to make up for all the times he wasn't there before. But in the back of his mind, Itachi was always thinking about their parents and what was going on. Sasuke thought it was a simple vacation and was completely clueless about his older brother's hidden feelings. Of couse, Itachi was a great actor, so that didn't help. It was troubling then when a week passed, and Itachi did not receive word from their father.
Two weeks after leaving, Itachi read about the massacre of the Uchiha clan in the Kirigakure Times. There were no survivors and no suspects. Finishing the paper, Itachi tossed it into the trash, and headed back to the hotel room where Sasuke was still asleep. Itachi, remaining completely emotionless entered the bathroom, stripped, turned on the fan, and stepped into the shower. Turning the knob to the coldest setting, he waited until the sound of water echoed in the small room. Itachi cried. No one ever knew, because when he stepped back out, he was perfect once more. His face betrayed no emotion save determination as he watched his little brother wake up.
"Nii-san? Is everything okay?"
"No. Sasuke…. We can't go home." Itachi didn't know how to say it, but his little brother would find out eventually. It would be worse if he heard it from anyone else. "Mother and father… they're dead. We have to do this on our own now. Don't worry…. I will protect you, no matter what. I'm here." Itachi walked over and hugged his little brother, thanking his lucky stars at least his brother was still here with him.
"Nii-san, what are you saying?" Sasuke was in shock. "They can't be dead. You're lying!"
Itachi could not respond, instead he held Sasuke. Running his fingers through the others hair as he cried and screamed; mourning for their loved ones. Sasuke was no fool. Even at this tender age, he had an idea that something was going on. He knew his brother was telling the truth, even if he denied it at this point.
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Three weeks passed quickly since they left home. Itachi was worried about their dwindling supplies. He had no idea what to do, and yet his father trusted him to figure it out. He had no ID to prove who he was; even if he did, he couldn't show it for fear of Danzo. He had no way to prove his credientials in law either. He had to do something. Most importantly, he had to take care of Sasuke.
After the truth hit Sasuke, he tried denying it. Once he realized it was real, he became withdrawn, barely talk to anyone, even Itachi. His cheerfulness was replaced with sorrow, and the light in his eyes was gone. He would snuggle with his brother everyday and nightmares plagued him at night. Itachi did the only thing he could; he held his brother whispering that everything would be okay, and that he would take care of everything. But he didn't know how.
"Sasuke, please stay in the hotel room and don't leave. I'm going out to look for a job." Itachi said. This would be his seventh day looking for a job; telling Sasuke to stay in the hotel room. He knew Sasuke wouldn't go anywhere – he was emotionless and withdrawn. He wouldn't go where he would have to see others, but Itachi couldn't risk losing his brother. If Sasuke wasn't here when he got back… the fear gripped his chest. The pain would not leave him until he saw him safe again, Itachi knew.
At sixteen years old, Itachi pulled off being older then he was. The bags under his eyes from long nights studying and the stress of responsibility at such a young age only aided the illusion with his height. Despite everything, he was still a child and had a relatively slender, soft appearance; one that made him popular with both men and women.
Itachi's education was useless to him now. He couldn't use his real name. His credientials couldn't be referenced without putting Sasuke or himself in danger. His only hope was to find something in manual labor, like farming or a small family-owned business where such things didn't matter. However, in the present economic depression, he knew already that it would be difficult to find a job like that. It would have been fine if only he was at risk, but he had Sasuke to think about. Sasuke needed all the things Itachi could not currently give him – most importantly he needed an education which was expensive. He also needed friends. Itachi would go to any means necessary to ensure Sasuke got everything he needed, but the question was what could he, Itachi, possibly do?
While contemplating this as he walked through Kiri's inner city, he somehow ended up in the red light district. He didn't even notice until a gruff voice interrupted his thoughts. "What's a brat like you doing here? This is a place for adults."
It was then that Itachi became painfully aware of his surroundings. The voice came from a man flanked by several others. They were all muscular and immediately Itachi knew he was in trouble. He was in the wrong place at defiantly the wrong time. Sasuke's image flashed through his mind as he took a step back. "S-sorry, I don't want any trouble…."
"How about I show you what kind of place this is?" Stepping closer to Itachi, the man leered while one of his minions took out a syringe, piercing his skin for the drugs to course through him.
"I'm aware of what kind of place this is." Regaining his composure, Itachi quickly assessed the situation. It was unlikely that he could outrun them, but if he showed no fear perhaps they would step back?
"Oh good, that makes things easier then." The man closed the distance between them before Itachi could make a run for it and drug him into the alley while his friends snickered. "Ryu, bring the syringe. Let's give this kid what he's been missing out on." The unknown man binding Itachi barked out.
The one known as Ryu took the same syringe he used earlier to inject the drugs into Itachi's assailant, who clearly was not in a normal state of mind, and slowly advanced on the struggling teen. "No! NO, PLEASE, STOP!" Itachi screamed out, closing his eyes to whatever was going on.
"What's going on here?" A feminine voice broke through. The man holding Itachi turned, allowing the teen to watch a tall, thin woman with ebony skin and long blue hair reaching her knees approach. Tribal tattoos covered her body and face, but it was the long, needle like sword she carried that commanded everyone's attention.
"Nothing to concern yourself with. Get lost, hag." The man holding Itachi snarled in annoyance at being interrupted. That was the last thing anyone heard from him as the woman simply punched his face and he was promptly rendered unconscious against the opposite wall.
"Darui, take care of the rest." The woman said, watching Itachi fall to the ground.
Itachi, looking up at his savior, breathed out as calmly as possible due to the circumstances. "Thank you." In the background, Itachi heard multiple thuds and some screaming as the unknown Darui completed his order.
"What are you doing here? I haven't seen you around before." Clearly this woman was a regular in the area.
"Well, I was looking for work, but …." Itachi didn't get to finish.
The woman grabbed his arm with a smile. "You can continue in the car." She said.
"I am thankful for you saving me, however I do not think…."
"Good. Don't think. You can do that later. Right now we should talk, and this isn't the place to do it. You said you needed work; I might have some for you."
"What kind of work?" Itachi was intrigued.
"Well, let's see if you're what I'm looking for first." She said, "This is the car. Get in."
Itachi looked in the direction she indicated and saw a fancy black car. She's rich. "Okay." Itachi would normally never do this, but desperate times called for desperate measures.
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Itachi looked around the restaurant in pure awe. They were in the closed off VIP section. Even though his family was well off, they had never gone out to a restaurant this fancy with its own VIP seating. It was incredibly lavish with ornate designs all over. It had a baroque style feel to it and downstairs a woman played Beethoven on the grand piano. After the waiter brought them their food the woman, whose name Itachi still did not know, asked the waiter for no interruptions during the rest of the meal.
"Now then… What's your name?" The woman asked, pushing her blue locks back behind her hair.
"Itachi."
"I'm Umi. What is your sexual orientation?"
Itachi nearly spit out his drink. That was an odd second question. Then again, it shouldn't be considering he met this person in the red lights district. Itachi wasn't a fool; he'd felt that they might be discussing something similar to this. He was already prepared to deal with whatever the offered job might entail, even if it involved sex. "I'm bisexual."
"Why are you looking for work?"
"I want to support my brother and myself. Times are hard." He tried not to give away too much information. It was true there was a depression but it was also true he was referring more to his parents than anything else.
"Where are your parents?"
"Dead."
"How old is your brother?"
"Seven."
"What kind of experience do you have with sex?"
"None." Umi seemed to contemplate this for a moment. "But I can learn, please don't let my lack of experience…."
"Your lack of experience is a good thing." Umi cut Itachi short again. He wondered how often people got to finish their sentences around her.
"What type of job is this exactly?" Itachi asked curiously.
Umi sat in silence, taking a bite of her food as she thought about how to answer. After a while, she swallowed and began. "I'm looking for someone to sleep with my brother, basically." She said, "But I am also looking for more than just that."
"More than that?" Itachi pushed further. He had to know what he was getting himself into. For a moment, he thought about how the world even came to the point where he was seriously considering this type of offer.
"My brother has become disillusioned with the world and with people due to… bad experiences. He's cold and distant now. I just want my brother back; the one before he became so disillusioned. Quite often he asks for sex partners er… I should say prostitutes, who come once then leave. To be honest, I've spent about two years looking for someone like you."
"Someone like me?"
"Yes." Holding her hand up, she slowly counted off. "First: someone innocent. Second: someone caring. Third: someone without any other priorities in life that could get in the way. Fourth and final: someone desperate enough to do just about anything."
"How do you know I am those things?" Itachi asked, knowing that most of it was true, but not sure he believed anyone could figure it out that quickly. Besides, even if he was a caring person, what made her think he would care anything about her brother?
"I can tell these things." She answered ominously. "Besides, I'm hoping this will go both ways. But you have to agree to a lot of conditions."
"I have my own demands." Itachi answered.
Umi raised an eyebrow, obviously interested. A smile played on her lips. "I'll go first."
"Fine."
"I expect you and your brother to move in with my brother and me. Obviously, I will provide you with food, water, clothing and any other necessities. In addition you will receive a weekly allowance for your pay."
"Done, but I want my brother to get an education. Also, no one touches my brother." Inside, he was happy. They needed a safer place to stay than the hotel; a place where Danzo wouldn't find them. A mansion was the perfect choice, obviously not a place they could easily be found in.
"That can be arranged. And no one will touch your brother. Next, you will not, under any circumstances, ever lie to my brother." Umi said darkly. "I understand if you have secrets and must lie, even to me. Everyone hates being lied to. But do not lie to Kisame, even if it is not something he wants to hear; even if you have to tell him something awful… do not lie. He is good at detecting lies. And if he finds out later on what the truth is, it will come back to bite you. I'm serious." Umi paused here before continuing. "Although, I would like to keep our arrangement a secret until the time is right. If he asks, however, tell him the truth. It's better to avoid bringing it up all together. Though, I doubt he will bring it up; he probably won't even try to talk to you at first."
"I'll do that." Itachi suddenly became very much aware of his situation. He did not want talk about what happened to his family, but he could always avoid the topic or something. What really caught his interest, though, was that her brother wouldn't even try talking to him. Itachi wondered just how difficult this would be.
"Kisame is not an easy man to please. Obviously, I am looking for someone to take care of him in the long term. I can tell you are also looking for something long term, considering you are demanding your brother's education. Should you fail, make things worse, or hurt my brother in any way, and I will make you wish you were dead."
Itachi remained unfazed. He expected this. "I will not fail." He got lucky. It was much better than any other options; this job was like a gift from Kami, everything considered. He would have the means to provide for Sasuke. He could keep him safe and nothing else mattered. Itachi would gladly sign over his soul for this. In a way, he was doing just that.
Umi smiled. "Good. You'll be starting work tonight. Let's go get your brother and your belongings."
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Umi was clearly not expecting everything they owned to be almost nothing at all. She was a little shocked when they walked into their measly hotel room, spying a sulking Sasuke by the window. Immediately she understood why Itachi said Darui would not be needed to help carry their things.
"We will have to go shopping. Now would probably be best. You both need clothes." Umi said; her eyes softened briefly as she realized the dire situation Itachi and his younger brother were in.
"Nii-san, who is this?" Sasuke asked; his eyes dead.
"She's my new employer. From now on, we will live with her and her brother."
"You found a job? What is it? Maybe I should work too." Sasuke questioned in rapid fire.
"He's a butler for the Hoshigaki family." Umi answered before Itachi could say anything. He quickly graced her with a thankful smile. "And don't be silly, you are too young for that. Your time will be better served in study."
Hoshigaki? Itachi immediately thought; his mind racing. No way. No way. The Hoshigaki name was pretty big. The family owned quite a bit of land and a trading company involved delivering packages. For over a hundred years, their family possesed the largest name in delivery. Moreover in modern times, a rather well known cave system on their property was discovered to contain an underground lake with many interesting and previously unknown species of fish and plants. One plant in particular was found to greatly stop the aging of skin and wrinkles. The product was basically a standard found in literally every lotion and soap at this point. This wasn't just a rich family. It was a ridiculously, rolling in money, rich family. Itachi was suddenly nervous.
"How did you get the job?" Sasuke asked his older brother.
"I got lucky. We'll talk more later, and pack our things now." Itachi answered, poking his brother on the forehead as he often did.
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After shopping for clothes and Umi getting Itachi's measurements for who knows what (well okay, Itachi had some ideas), they were back in the car heading to the Hoshigaki mansion.
"Whoa, this place is huge!" Sasuke exclaimed as they arrived. "It's a castle!" And indeed it was. Located in the countryside, several miles into the Hoshigaki property, with an imposing gate and several security guards much to Itachi's relief, it was perfect. The castle itself was white and black with some blue highlights. Many cone shaped rises and balconies offered uncontested views. Once inside the castle walls, there was a parking area beside a beautifully symmetrical garden showcasing various pools and fountains.
"It's called Naiad Manor, and holds a lot of interesting places to explore. I'm sure you'll like it, Sasuke." Umi said, ruffling the kid's hair. Sasuke responded with a scowl; his hand trying to fix the now disorderly strands.
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"You two can choose from these four rooms. You each can have your own room." Umi started as they entered the east wing of the castle. "The east wing is my half of the castle, and where you two will stay. You can eat whenever you want, just go to the kitchens or ask one of the maids to bring it to you. You can also just text them. Speaking of texting, once you pick your rooms I'll have the maids bring you phones and other things you will need while staying here. You can change your room's temperature and many other tasks with your phone, so make sure you have it with you at all times. I'm leaving for now, so you two can get settled."
Once she was gone, Sasuke turned to his brother. "This doesn't seem real somehow."
"Yeah, it really doesn't." Itachi said, completely dumbfounded. "But anyway, I was thinking we should take these two rooms. They have a door connecting to each other so we can go back and forth whenever we want."
As they entered, they were pleasantly surprised with the designs. Every room held a waiting area, a main bedroom, a walk in closet, and its own bathroom. The waiting area had couches, mirrors lining the walls, and a coffee table. A flat screen TV commanded one wall to itself. A water cooler with an attached fridge containing various juices and sodas, but no alcohol, sat in a corner. The bedrooms housed large California king sized beds with amazing sheets. The carpet was amazingly soft. The closets had wooden compartments for specific things and, of course, an area to hang clothing. The bathrooms were so large and shiny that Itachi could see his reflection in the porcelain.
Itachi's chosen room's theme revolved around red and gold with an imagery of birds. Sasuke's room was similarly themed but in blue and white with an imagery of clouds.
"Can't we share a room?" Sasuke asked. "Every room is so huge; I don't know if I want to stay by myself."
"You can come into my room whenever I say you can." Itachi hedged, "But I think we need separate rooms." Indeed, Itachi was worried about what his physical state after sex with Kisame would entail. He didn't want to worry his brother.
"Fine." Sasuke scoffed and sat down at the desk in his room. Itachi smiled; happy that his brother was showing some emotion besides nothingness. Itachi's thoughts were interrupted when there was a knock on the door.
"Come in." Itachi called, remembering that Umi said the maids would be coming by.
"I have some things for Sasuke-sama." A maid said entering the room. She wore the traditional maid uniform with long, blue hair. She was older then Itachi, but how old he could not say.
"Of course, please come in."
"My name is Lorena." The maid introduced herself, bowing. She held a blue and black book bag with the words "Sasuke" embroidered on it.
That was quick. Itachi thought noticing the embroidery. They're really going all out with this. Itachi just now realized how much Umi cared about her brother, and how serious his job really was. With renewed determination, he smiled as Lorena opened the bag pulling out a smart phone.
"This is the phone we picked out for Sasuke-sama. It already contains the necessary contacts inside, including mine and Itachi-sama's. If you are unhappy with our choice, you can always text me and I'll arrange for something different." Lorena handed the phone to Sasuke; who took it with a surprised yet suspicious look on his face. "And this is the laptop we got for your studies. Let us know if you would like anything changed. The table you're sitting at contains many school and office supplies that I'm sure you'll find helpful. Of course, there is a map of the castle on your phone so you can find the library or anything else you need." She smiled, "Please let me know if you need anything else, Sasuke-sama." Lorena then turned to Itachi. "Itachi-sama, you were not in your room when I knocked, so I let myself in. I hope you don't mind. I simply placed everything in your room. For the future, there is a 'do not disturb' sign that you can place on your doors if you do not wish maids to enter. Otherwise we regularly come into your rooms to clean and such. The sign is located in the waiting rooms, which do not have locks."
"Thank you, Lorena. You have been very helpful. I'll let you know if we need anything else." Itachi answered politely. Right now, he felt like he was in a fantasy land with no clue what was happening. This didn't feel real. Thinking back on his job, brought himself back to reality.
"You're not the butler, are you?" Sasuke asked when Lorena left.
"What makes you say that?" Itachi betrayed no emotion. Inside, dread filled him that somehow Sasuke had figured it out.
"They refer to us using the suffix 'sama'! How weird is that? Why would they? And aren't they giving us a bit… too much?"
"They treat their butlers well." Itachi said plainly glad Sasuke hadn't quite caught on. Inside, he knew Umi was making sure he was happy, because then he would want to keep this job, and do better taking care of her brother. It was working. Itachi already felt the intense desire to pay Umi back for everything she's done for them. He did not want to fail her. At the same time, he was painfully aware of how dangerous it could be, both for himself and Sasuke, if he failed. "How about you play around with your new laptop and phone for a bit, or maybe even explore the place?" Itachi suggested. "I need to get acquainted with my work."
"Alright." Sasuke said, used to his brother being too busy for him. Besides, despite everything, he was just a little bit excited about exploring the castle. Just a little. Itachi was a little unsure about giving a seven year old these electronics, but he felt Sasuke needed this to help him get over the recent horrible events. Besides, some part of him wanted his brother to have everything in the world; anything to make him happy. Itachi mentally scolded himself for letting Sasuke get spoiled.
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Itachi entered his room, leaving the door open between his and Sasuke's rooms in case Sasuke needed anything. He walked across the beautiful red carpet and noticed a laptop and cell phone on his own desk. Turning on the phone, he noticed some text messages from 'Umi-sama.'
Umi: Oh, and until he tells you otherwise refer to Kisame as "Hoshigaki-sama." Call me Umi.
Umi: Oh, and Darui is my boyfriend. Sometimes I go to his place in the Land of Thunder and will be gone for weeks at a time. I am leaving next week in fact. I hope you're better acquainted with this place by then.
Umi: Go to room 12 in the west wing at 7 pm; wear the clothes in the closet. Room 12 is where Kisame meets for sex. Don't ever go to his room directly.
Umi: Don't text him either unless you get his permission.
Umi: Actually, don't bother him at all until he tells you that you can.
Umi: Don't mess this up.
Umi: Please.
Umi: Also, I left a book on sexual intercourse between men in your desk drawer. It is not the scientific kind; just to help you get an idea.
Umi: Also, a doctor will be coming by to check you. Just to make sure. I think you understand. He'll be by at 5 pm.
Itachi was suddenly filled with admiration for Umi, and how much she clearly cared for her brother. He couldn't believe she trusted him with something obviously so important. He quickly texted back.
Itachi: I won't, I promise. Thank you for the book. I do understand about the doctor.
With that, Itachi closed the text messaging app and noticed the "Naiad Manor Map" app. There was also a "temperature control" app and "Requests" app that were not common on most phones. A quick look at the 'Naiad Manor Map' app showed just that – a map of the castle. Most rooms had names such as 'Kitchen', 'Itachi's room', 'Living room', etc. However, there were also a few unnamed rooms such as room 12. The temperature control could only be used for his own room. The 'Requests' app included several interesting things, though; Itachi saw he could request food from it since it included a menu. There was a 'more' option but it was greyed out so Itachi could not tell what other requests it contained.
In the contacts list, Itachi found a lot of names he did not recognize, and some he did including Sasuke, Umi, "Hoshigaki-sama," Darius and Lorena. The text tone rang out as Itachi got another text message.
Lorena:I'm just texting you to let you know you can text me anytime, for anything. :-)
Itachi: Thank you.
Opening the desk drawer, Itachi removed the book. It was definitely erotic in nature; a love story that just happened to involve a lot of sex. Itachi couldn't help but feel the blood rush to his nether regions as he read, struggling to not seek relief. That could wait until tonight.
-.-.-
At 5 pm, the doctor came for the routine exam, then a less routine exam requiring some blood for tests. The doctor, a woman with long blonde hair and rather large breasts, introduced herself as Tsunade. "You seem to be just fine." She stated with a smile. "I'll take my leave now. Good luck."
"Thank you, doctor." Itachi said, expressionlessly.
-.-.-
At 6:30 pm, Itachi stood in his closet to see what clothes were available. A red and white kimono caught his attention; under which nothing was to be worn, or so he assumed. Putting on the kimono, he observed himself in the mirror. If he was being completely honest, he looked pretty good. He left his hair in a pony-tail. If Hoshigaki-sama wanted him to let his hair loose, he would do it.
Using the map as a guide, Itachi went to room 12. It looked like all the typical bedrooms here. The differences were no desk sat in the room and a deep window area you could sit down leaning back against. A comfortable looking armchair sat in the corner with a TV on the wall, as well. There was a wooden shelf below the TV filled with DVDs; on closer inspection, all were adult in nature.
Itachi began to examine the drawers and noticed they contained all manner of things he wasn't exactly prepared for. Normal things, like lubricants and such were there yes, but also things like handcuffs. Itachi immediately closed the drawer crossing to the window; a little uneasy. He had no idea what kind of man Kisame was. This was his first time. Of course, he would do anything necessary. No, he had to, but that didn't shake the slight fear he felt about the situation.
In his mind, his thoughts kept racing. What if I mess up? What if I'm not good at this? What if he doesn't find me attractive? What if he is into really strange things that I can't even imagine? Umi said he might not even talk to me at first. How much does he know? Does he know I will be "visiting" more than once? Probably not, Umi did say she wanted to keep this a secret, at least at first.
His thoughts were interrupted when the door opened to a tall man with dark ebony skin entering the room. He had spikey, wild blue hair and tribal tattoos just like his sister. He wore a suit but loosened his tie as he entered. Shutting the door behind him, he tossed the tie and jacket aside. The moment their eyes met, Itachi knew that he was pissed. Itachi wanted nothing more than to leave. He felt cornered by some kind of monster – an angry one.
Kisame paused for a moment when he spotted Itachi, but made his way over. Placing his hand on Itachi's head, he pushed him down. "Suck." He commanded, as he unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a muscular, well-toned chest.
Itachi quickly fumbled with Kisame's pants, not daring to speak. Once unbuttoned, he was greeted with a large member. At first he simply stared. He had never, in a million years, expected this. It was huge. With his eyes wide and mouth slightly open, he wondered how on earth it was going to fit in his mouth… or anywhere else. At this distance, he could smell Kisame- a masculine and slightly sweaty from the long day type of smell. It made Itachi dizzy with want, feeling his own member grow in size.
Kisame smirked when he saw Itachi's expression of awe. That did improve his mood a little. He was a little surprised that a prostitute hadn't seen a large member before, but whatever. He pushed forward into Itachi's mouth, growing impatient.
Itachi was brought out of his daze when his mouth was suddenly full. He lifted his fingers to gently stroke as his tongue danced around the head. Kisame tightened his grip on Itachi's hair and tried to go deeper, but Itachi wouldn't let him. Kisame growled in need staring down only to find something unexpected.
Beautiful onyx eyes and long lashes blinked up at him. Itachi's mouth was gently working over Kisame's cock; his cheeks stained an alluring red. Shocked by the beautiful image, Kisame barely noticed the moan escaping his lips. How long had it been since sex elicited a true desire from him?
Kisame couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed Itachi's hair roughly and began fucking his mouth with long restrained passion. He shuddered as waves of pleasure overcame his body, cuming inside Itachi's mouth.
Sitting down on the bed, he watched as Itachi's breath came in gasps and choked on his cum, unwilling to let it out. Itachi spared a glance over at Kisame; face sweaty, gasping, and a hand over his mouth. The kimono partially came off, leaving his shoulder and part of his chest exposed. His skin was pale, beautiful, and softer than any Kisame had ever touched. The boy's hair, tied in a ponytail, was a slight mess.
"Hoshigaki-sama." His melodic voice caressed Kisame's ears. Kisame's heart began to pound and he felt a rush through his body.
"Hmm?"
"What's wrong?" Itachi asked simply, scooting closer on his knees to Kisame. He moved his right hand over to Kisame's knee and immediately Kisame felt a current move through him where Itachi's fingers sat innocently. With his other hand, Itachi touched Kisame's cheek staring into Kisame's cold, dark eyes.
"What makes you think anything is wrong?"
"You're clearly unhappy."
"Knowing that really isn't your job. Your job is pleasure me." Kisame growled, trying to be intimidating, but it was difficult when looking into those warm onyx eyes- somehow so innocent. Kisame wanted to be gentler. He felt the need rising inside, a protectiveness. It was scary how these emotions were surfacing and made Kisame uncomfortable.
"It affects my job."
"How's that?"
"Because you're angry. You just came in and commanded that we do things your way. You didn't get to know me at all or ask what I wanted. It was all your pleasure. Kind of unfair, don't you think? What about my pleasure?"
Kisame was taken aback by this outburst. In all his time among all the various prostitutes, not a single one asked about their own pleasure. It kind of went with the territory. Who expected that? Wasn't this supposed to be just about himself? He didn't pay to pleasure someone else, what kind of sense did that make?
"I think you might be confused about how this works." Kisame said, looking directly at those large onyx eyes. He gulped, feeling like maybe he should just give in to those eyes. It would be so easy. He wanted nothing more than that at this exact moment.
"It will be better for you if it's better for me." Itachi said. "Also, to be honest, I'm a little scared. So I would appreciate it, if you would consider me as well. You don't have to, but it would be nice. So, tell me, why you're angry."
"You're scared? Why? Have you never done this before?" Kisame asked half-jokingly.
"I haven't, but I want to."
"Seriously?" The shocked look crossing Kisame's face almost immediately made Itachi regret his decision to share this information. "I er… well look, I have to go do something. How about you go home?"
"No, I want to do this." Itachi's determined look and seductive voice danced a shiver down Kisame's spine, to his suddenly pulsing member. Noticing this, Itachi smiled and moved his other hand from Kisame's knee to cup Kisame's face with both hands. "And I can see you do as well."
Itachi leaned in until his lips met Kisame's; his fingers moving to brush Kisame's hair. Kisame held still as Itachi took the lead. Moving one knee onto the bed, Itachi lifted himself into Kisame's lap, his lips parted, and his tongue licking Kisame's lips, seeking entrance. Kisame responded with a moan and allowed his hands to roam Itachi's body. Their tongues met and Itachi felt even hotter than before. His heart racing from the exhilarating feeling he was just now getting to know. He let one of his hands slide slowly down Kisame's toned chest while their tongues danced.
Kisame's hand squeezed Itachi's ass until he gasped, breaking their kiss, his fingers shaking on Kisame's hard muscles. "Was that too much?" Kisame whispered hoarsely. He wanted nothing more at this point than to pleasure Itachi. Somehow, he got lost in the moment. How long had it been since this happened?
"It's not that…. It felt good." Itachi's voice shook a bit.
"You said you're scared right?"
"Yes." Itachi admitted. "But I still want to do this."
"I was angry because I had to meet people I don't like. They were attempting to get me to do business, which clearly would not benefit me in any way. Vultures, seriously. I feel like I'm constantly surrounded by them. They lie and say it would be good for me." Kisame sighed. He didn't want to continue, not because the boy wasn't attractive. Oh he was; Very much so. He wanted nothing more than to hold the boy down and pound into that virgin ass. But some part of him, the gentler part that had never really left, did not want to ruin the boy. After today, the boy would be gone and Kisame could move on with his life. He did not want anyone to get close to him, but for one night maybe he could surrender to those innocent onyx eyes.
"I understand what you're saying. A lot of contract law is figuring out how to word things to appear one way but mean another."
"You know about law?" Kisame asked, intrigued.
"My dad had a law degree." Itachi saved. He didn't have to add that he had a law degree and licensed.
"That's an odd way of phrasing it."
"He didn't practice."
"Ah." Kisame lifted Itachi up as he said this, moving the bed pillows against the wall to lean against. He pulled Itachi to rest against his chest. "Is this position comfortable for you?"
"Yes, it is. Thank you." Itachi said, snuggling into Kisame's chest. "Why did you stop? I don't mind if we keep going, you know."
"We can do other things, like talking for now." Kisame pulled out the band holding Itachi's hair and ran his fingers through the raven's hair.
"Is that really okay with you?"
"Yes, it's fine. Your hair feels nice."
"So does yours." Itachi said with a smile. "By the way… my name is Itachi."
"Itachi what?"
"Uchiha."
"I feel like I've heard that before somewhere."
"I've been meaning to ask you something.…" Itachi began not really sure what he meant to ask. He just wanted a change of topic.
"If you're a businessman, why is your body so muscular and … sexy." Itachi asked, embarrassed a little by his admittance. Then again, after what the two of them just did, was there really any reason to still be embarrassed? He was resting against the man's chest for crying out loud.
"My sister and I are descended from swordsmen so we train ourselves. It's just tradition." He shrugged.
-.-.-
Kisame woke as light flooded through the window. He found himself in an unfamiliar place and looked around, surprised. Then he noticed the raven haired boy snuggling against his stomach. It churned, feeling sick as the previous night's memories flooded in. He spent almost the entire night talking to the beautiful kid and now he regretted how he had acted. Just walking in and face fucking the kid without any care at all; he felt like a rapist. Great, now he was emotionally attached. This wasn't supposed to happen.
Kisame gently moved Itachi's arms off of himself and got out of bed. Dressing and heading out, he grabbed his phone on the way out to text his sister.
Kisame: Sis, what the hell? You didn't tell me the kid was a virgin. Fuck.
Umi: So? What does it matter? Still pretty good choice, right?
Kisame: This is the kind of thing you warn me about beforehand.
Umi: It'll be fine.
-.-.-
All day Kisame couldn't get Itachi's soft, ivory face out of his mind. Everywhere he looked, he would see onyx eyes. He could practically hear the kid's voice saying "Hoshigaki-sama." Kisame's heart raced remembering those soft spoken words. Was it possible to be so adorable? He picked up his phone and, against his better judgment, texted his sister again.
Kisame: I want that kid again tonight.
-.-.-
"Itachi, it looks like you did well last night." Umi said, entering his room without bothering to knock.
"Really?" Itachi asked, looking up from the book he had selected in the library.
"Really. Normally Kisame always asks for the men he visits. Yesterday, I told him I arranged one for him. He wasn't really expecting it, but this is the first time he has ever asked for a repeat performance. Ever. He wants you again, tonight." Umi was smiling.
"You know, your brother really isn't that cold. He was actually very kind." Itachi said. "From what you said I was expecting it to take weeks before he would even talk to me."
"He is very cold and distant compared to before. More importantly, he is cynical and doesn't trust anyone. He was caught in a rut where he wouldn't talk to anyone except for me and, occasionally, Darius. That's a very unhealthy lifestyle. It may not look like it, but you are walking on thin ice. Right now, every moment is important. He likes you, but if something happens and he breaks it off; everything could be ruined."
Itachi nodded in understanding. "I really like him. To be honest, I'm looking forward to seeing more of him." He blushed a little. Kisame was incredibly attractive, and the kindness he had shown Itachi, albeit after some not so kind moments and a not so great first impression, definitely moved the raven.
-.-.-
A/N : Thank you Kinkou for editing this chapter! :)
This is my least favorite chapter in the series and also the longest. It's basically here to create the setting.
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