Sunlight in a Dark Room - Chapter 08
Title: Sunlight in a Dark Room
Author: sunshine_melodi
Chapter: 8/? - Insanity
Pairing: Itachi/Naruto
Rating: PG-15
Wordcount: 4030
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
Author's Note: Much thanks to a_scattered_me for proofreading another chapter. ^_____^ *hugs you* I hope you all enjoy this chapter. ;DDD
Chapter 8 - Insanity
They were wasting time.
Sasuke had stated this several times to the old pervert, but Jiraiya had claimed that they needed more information. Uchiha Sasuke was a patient man, but the delicate situation at hand was definitely not a thing to be taken so lightly. And, after witnessing Jiraiya’s ‘powerful form of persuasion’ again, the black haired jounin’s patience ran out.
He was about to, quite literally, kick the shit out of the Sannin when two arms blocked his path.
“He’s always like this, Sasuke-kun,” Sakura whispered, “He really is trying to get information.”
“She’s right. That woman,” Sai pointed at the fuming woman Jiraiya was flirting with, “is one of his informants.”
“And you know this how?” Sasuke asked, glaring at the old man.
“Oh, I have my ways, Sasuke-kun,” Sai smiled, “Besides, if that woman wasn’t an informant, we wouldn’t even be here.”
They were currently in the Hidden Village of the Rock. Jiraiya had needed to stop and speak with, apparently, one of his informants. It had only taken a little over a day to get there, which was quite record time. It would have normally taken two to three days if it had not been such a dire emergency.
Gaara had remained quiet. He had to admit that this Jiraiya’s antics somewhat irritated him. And his patience was also wearing thin. He couldn’t blame the Uchiha for acting like a fool.
There was an audible slap before the woman turned and left, disappearing into the crowd of people. Jiraiya turned and grinned at the four nin behind him. His right cheek was tinged red with his recent ‘battle wound’.
“We need to travel about a day northeast. She said we can’t miss it,” Jiraiya spoke seriously, “We already know that there was a huge chakra pulse that resulted in a mountain collapsing in on itself. As well as the fact that the pulse could be felt here. What we didn’t know was that it was the power of a Jinchuuriki.”
Now, this caught the attention of Sasuke and his team.
“Really?” Sakura asked.
“Yeah, the investigation team from here determined the chakra source as the power of a ‘demon’. Which one?” The old man asked the question first, “They don’t know. The Akatsuki have already extracted seven of the nine bijuus as far as I know, but I don’t know if they have gotten a hold of the four tails or not. There’s a good chance that that pulse was from Naruto. A good chance. However, it could mean that Kyuubi had successfully been extracted.”
“What made you come up with that assumption?” Sasuke interrupted.
“There has never been such a surge of power coming from an extraction up until now. So, it could mean that Naruto put up a good fight. Or, Kyuubi was extracted successfully and…” Jiraiya wouldn’t finish the sentence. It was too soon yet, “You get my drift.”
“Could the surge have been from the four tails?” Sai asked, not liking either of the pervert’s scenarios.
“I’m not so sure. The four tails is quite powerful. It is a demon after all, but I’m not entirely sure if it could cause such a surge of power like that. Kyuubi is a force to be reckoned with. The evidence, in my opinion, points to the nine tails, but the only way we’re going to know is if we check the area for ourselves. It’s not likely we’ll find anything, but it’s the best place to start,” Jiraiya offered. He disliked the fact that he didn’t know everything he needed for this situation, but the older Uchiha had done his job well. Leaving everyone, including himself perplexed; at a complete loss of what to do and where to go next. And this was a first for the Sannin.
“When do we leave?” Sasuke finally spoke, his anger slowly dissipating and replaced with worry and regret.
“We will stay in Rock for the night and leave in the morning, after sunrise,” Jiraiya responded. They had traveled a long way in such a short time. Determination and motivation would last but their strength and stamina unfortunately would not.
The rest of the group knew this too and they nodded their agreement despite their reluctance.
~*~
Itachi stood against a wall, silently watching his captive sleep. Like he had estimated, they had been able to reach the village in less than a day. Upon arrival, Itachi found the small hospital and caused quite the uproar when he brought them Naruto’s still and cold form. He was alive, but just barely.
The nurses had taken Naruto from him immediately. And a doctor asked Itachi several questions in regards to the blond’s condition and about his captive in general. She was rather insistent about why Naruto was in that state, but Itachi merely shook his head. The woman nodded in understanding.
Itachi assumed that this hospital had received wounded nin before.
Before the woman had left to help with Naruto, Itachi had told her not to use any chakra. This puzzled the woman but she agreed nonetheless. Only she and a few other doctors at the hospital used chakra and she had told him that.
Itachi heard a muffled groan. He looked back up to the bed. Naruto had rolled over onto his stomach and was trying to push himself up. Foolish blond.
“Lay down, Naruto,” Itachi said quietly.
Naruto stopped his movements and followed the sound of the Uchiha’s voice. His eyes were a little blurry but he could make out that definite black shape anywhere.
“Bastard. What happened?” Naruto asked, listening to Itachi and laying back down.
“You lost too much blood. So I brought you here.”
Naruto looked around the white room. He glared when his eyes crossed the window with the slightly open curtains. That beam of sunlight hitting his face is what had woken him up. He continued to examine the room when Itachi came back into view.
“A hospital?” Naruto asked.
“Hn.”
Then Naruto remembered. He tried to look at his shoulder only to wince in pain. That’s right, he had gotten injured during that fight. The blond lifted his arms and grimaced at the multiple bandages adorning his limbs. He was silently cursing the ninja that had attacked them when a sudden thought occurred to him.
“Hey, Itachi? Who were those guys? Why’d they attack us?”
“No one of our concern,” was Itachi’s cryptic response.
Naruto frowned, “Bastard, can you explain it any better than that?”
“Missing nin,” he responded blandly, “Bandits, if you will.”
Realization dawned on Naruto’s features, “I see.”
“Get some rest, Naruto, we will be leaving tomorrow at dawn,” Itachi said as he pushed himself off of the wall.
A sudden wave of dizziness hit him and the Uchiha quickly placed his hand back onto the wall to steady himself. He ignored it earlier to keep an eye on Naruto, but now it seemed to be hitting him much harder than before. That jutsu used up a lot of his chakra. Itachi would have to study it a bit more, but it was now obvious that it was not meant to be used for long periods of time. He was tired.
The blond could see that Itachi’s Sharingan was flickering again. He got up off of the bed and walked over to the older man. The Uchiha was exhausted, more so than before.
“Are you alright?” Naruto asked quietly.
Itachi felt a gentle hand on his arm and he turned to see questioning blue eyes. He didn’t respond, only returning Naruto’s gaze with his own resolute one. The blond once again cursed the Uchihas and their damn pride.
“Get some rest, Old Man, we will be leaving tomorrow at dawn,” the blond smirked in satisfaction when the Uchiha frowned, “You can sleep in the bed, I’ll still be here when you wake up.”
Despite Naruto’s willingness thus far, Itachi was still a little wary of him. Eyeing his captive curiously, the older man nodded his acquiesce and walked to the bed. Upon lying down, the blond spoke again.
“I’m going to get something to eat, I’ll be right back,” Naruto’s stomach decided to rumble at that moment and he blushed, “Is that okay?”
“Hn,” Itachi responded and closed his eyes.
Naruto stayed a moment longer and watched as the Uchiha seemingly fell asleep.
“Hmph. That didn’t take too long. Proud bastard,” the irate jounin mumbled before leaving the room in search of food. Hopefully ramen. It wasn’t long - thankfully - before he managed to find a small cafeteria and almost cringed at the smell of the place. The food smelled awful and looked just as bad when he saw it. What the hell kind of hospital served food like this?
“Excuse me, young man?” A woman’s voice asked.
Naruto turned to look at whoever was speaking to him. His face was still contorted into a look of disgust. He was taken aback when the woman laughed at him.
“I’m sorry, but your face,” she tried to explain, “You don’t like the food, do you?”
Naruto chuckled and scratched his the back of his head. He knew his reaction to the food was rude, but he couldn’t help it. It looked very inedible.
“Ah, sorry, but I don’t think I do,” he laughed nervously.
“It’s okay,” she smiled and then whispered, “I don’t like it either.”
Naruto smiled. The woman was nice. A doctor by the looks of it. She was about his height and very pretty. Her brown hair was tied back into a bun, leaving layered bangs to frame her face. And she wore glasses that failed to hide her emerald green eyes still shining with laughter.
There was a short moment of comfortable silence before she spoke again.
“My name is Sasaki Ayuko. I am the doctor that treated you earlier today,” she introduced, “I went to check on you a few minutes ago but I found your friend instead.”
“Oh. Sorry about that. He was tired…” He stopped himself and blushed, feeling impolite that he didn‘t introduce himself, “My name’s Uzumaki Naruto.”
Ayuko frowned, “That’s odd.”
“Eh? What’s odd?”
“The name your partner gave me was not Uzumaki.”
Shit. It figures that bastard wouldn’t use our real names. Now what the hell was he going to do?
It was too late now anyways.
“Well, my name is Uzumaki. I don’t know what the bastard was thinking. He’s too cautious for his own good, in my opinion,” he smiled cheerfully hoping to avoid the subject of Itachi’s name.
“Well that is rather odd to be giving out fake names, but it’s none of my business,” she stated then asked, “Now, how are you feeling? Good, from the looks of it, but I’d like to hear it from you.”
“I’m a little sore. It’s been a rough week,” Naruto chuckled, “but I feel fine. Thank you for helping us out.”
“You’re welcome. I will have to examine your wounds again before you leave. Your partner said you would be leaving in the morning, correct?” She asked.
“Yeah, he wants to leave right away,” Naruto answered.
“Well, as long as I think you’re okay to leave, then I will allow it,” she spoke seriously, “To be honest, you were almost dead when he arrived with you.”
Naruto’s eyes widened, “So it was that bad?”
He looked down at the floor and clenched his fists.
Useless.
“Yes,” she answered, “but you did recover rather quickly. I’m rather impressed.”
The blond’s smile was fake and she saw this. However, he blushed with embarrassment when his stomach rumbled again.
Ayuko chuckled, “Would you like to go eat somewhere else? There’s a small restaurant nearby.”
Naruto practically drooled. He really hoped the place had ramen. Being with Itachi meant next to no ramen. Well, that first week it did. Damn bastard. But it was nice of him to bring him to eat ramen at Mikageishi.
Damn. Can’t call him a bastard now.
Then it occurred to him. He shouldn’t leave Itachi alone here. And for some odd reason, he really didn’t want to either.
Ayuko watched as Naruto’s burst of happiness dimmed to a worried frown. So it was like that between the two?
“If you don’t want to leave him, we can have the food delivered if you’d like,” she offered, “It won’t be any trouble at all.”
He grinned broadly at the woman, “Thank you.”
~*~
Naruto crept back into his hospital room. It was dark in there now that the sun had gone down. And the food had taken a lot longer than he thought it would. He had ended up getting to know Ayuko and about the town before the food arrived. Naruto had been embarrassed that he was unable to pay for the food, but his new friend had been more than happy to pay. That was another blow to his pride. It had looked like she wanted to eat with him, but the brunette had told him to bring Itachi his food. It puzzled him, but Naruto didn’t argue.
He hadn’t known what to order Itachi so he just ordered another bowl of miso pork ramen. Well, two more, just in case he was still hungry. Naruto really hoped Itachi wasn’t hungry. Then he could eat it all to himself.
“Itachi?” He said loud enough for the other man to hear if he were awake.
Silence.
“Probably still asleep,” Naruto shrugged.
He slowly made his way over to the night stand by the bed to find the lamp. Naruto really didn’t care if it woke the Uchiha up. He was not going to eat in the dark.
As if reading his thoughts, the lamp was turned on. Naruto blinked in surprise at Itachi who was reaching towards the nightstand from his sitting position on the bed. The older man was staring at Naruto. Why? He did not know, but it was starting to unnerve him.
“That was kind of creepy, Itachi,” Naruto said as he sat on the bed beside his captor, “I got you some food…well, the doctor bought us food.”
“Hn.”
Naruto rolled his eyes, “I didn’t know what to get you so I just got you the same thing as me.”
“It smells like miso,” Itachi stated.
“Miso pork ramen,” Naruto beamed, “My favourite. Oh! I also got some sushi. Just in case you didn’t want the ramen.”
The hint was obvious. Too obvious, but that was Naruto’s intent. He looked at Itachi with, what he thought was, a hopeful gaze.
The Uchiha did not know what to make of this strangeness that was Naruto. The younger man’s mood fluctuated so much, it took Itachi by surprise. And this was a different one. He oddly found the weird look on Naruto’s face…comical. He knew the blond wanted the extra bowl of ramen for himself but something made Itachi reach out and take the offered food.
Naruto’s face fell and Itachi watched this. His captive really was very amusing. Deciding to test his limits, the Uchiha took the package of sushi as well. He didn’t know how, but Naruto’s face fell even more; his eyes wide and mouth agape. Satisfied with his experiment, Itachi broke the chopsticks apart and began to eat his dinner. When Naruto still wasn’t eating, he arched an eyebrow at him and spoke.
“Aren’t you going to eat?”
Naruto couldn’t believe this. What a bastard. He took the ramen and the sushi. Glaring daggers at his captor, the blond started to eat his own food. Now only five bowls of ramen.
They ate in a somewhat companionable silence despite Naruto’s monstrous slurping noises. The blond’s eating habits never failed to irk Itachi, but he had managed to somewhat ignore it successfully.
Naruto sighed in content as he flopped back to lie on the bed, “That was good.”
Itachi nodded but didn’t say anything. He looked at the blond when he felt the other’s gaze on him.
“Yes?”
Naruto said nothing and continued to observe his captor, seemingly lost in thought. His blue eyes appeared to have dimmed again.
“Naruto?” Itachi asked.
“I have a question,” Naruto suddenly stated, looking Itachi in the eye, “I’ve been wanting to know this since we got out of the mountain.”
The Uchiha waited for Naruto to continue, but he knew where this conversation was going.
“What’s wrong with this seal you gave me? I know my chakra’s been blocked, well, contained would be a better word for it. But what was the deal with it when you tested it in Mikageishi? It felt weird and it was glowing.”
Itachi frowned as he thought about whether or not to tell Naruto what he knew so far. It wasn’t much, in his opinion. He wanted to study it a bit more before he came up with any theories about it.
“I don’t know.”
“Liar,” Naruto glared at him, “You know something. You have to. You’re the one that put the damn seal there.”
“Are you angry?” Itachi asked seriously. He wasn’t expecting this particular subject just yet.
Naruto sighed and looked away from the Uchiha, “It’s just…frustrating. I can’t…I can’t do most of the things I used to anymore. Hell, I can’t even fight for myself. I almost died.” The blond took the moment to look back at his captor, “If you were the one without his chakra, would you be angry?”
“Yes,” Itachi said quietly.
“Can you tell me then?” Naruto studied the older man’s face as he waited for an answer, “It’s the least you can do, Itachi.”
Itachi weighed his options. Naruto didn’t really need to know about the seal just yet. Perhaps when it started to show more potent signs of backfiring it would be necessary. But not right now. However, if he were to tell the blond about it now it was quite possible to be able to counteract whatever may happen in the near future. Both of them may have a better chance of surviving.
The blond smiled when the Uchiha finally nodded.
“I have yet to examine the seals and their reactions to chakra,” Itachi stated.
“Didn’t you do that in Mikageishi?” Naruto was confused now.
“Yes, only briefly. It was just to check if the seal was still absorbing foreign chakra,” was Itachi’s answer.
“So, then that means…”
“Take of your shirt and lay down, Naruto.”
“Eh? Oh, okay,” the blond really couldn’t help the slight blush tinting his cheeks as he removed his shirt. He didn’t know why it was so embarrassing to take off his shirt in front of Itachi. He certainly had no problem taking his shirt off in front of other people back in Konoha. Maybe it was that damn intense gaze of his.
Itachi stood up to allow Naruto to position himself on the bed. He activated his Sharingan and allowed a small amount of his chakra to circulate around each of his hands until they glowed a faint blue.
“Stay still,” Itachi ordered as he brought one of hands to hover over Naruto’s own.
The blond watched as his captor’s blue chakra was literally pulled into his hand. His arm started to tingle as he felt the chakra move from his hand and through his body. Naruto shuddered involuntarily when he felt more chakra absorbed by his other hand.
Itachi observed Naruto in fascination. The controlled amount was to prevent the blond from passing out. Like before, the chakra circulated through Naruto’s system before being pulled towards the seals that were now glowing blue. The older man slowly moved his hands up each of Naruto’s arms, searching for any other anomalies in both the absorption and his captive’s behaviour.
Seeing how serious his captor was, Naruto was starting to get a little nervous. Itachi was frowning in concentration and he would have laughed at the older man if the situation was different and if he weren‘t feeling so damn good right now. His back arched and his body stiffened when he felt even more chakra being pulled in through his shoulders. Naruto’s stomach burned for a moment before the chakra was taken away.
Itachi stopped as soon as he saw the middle of Yondaime’s seal glow purple. Now that was different. He leaned closer to Naruto’s frame and watched as the remnants of his own chakra followed the spiral on the blond’s stomach and slowly turn purple as it finally disappeared at the center of the design.
Interesting.
He looked up at Naruto’s face and frowned again. The blond’s eyes were glazed.
“Naruto?” Itachi asked.
It happened in an instant. Neither of them expected it. Naruto was too fast and Itachi had let his guard down. In one swift movement, Naruto sat up, reached around his captor’s neck with one arm and pressed his lips against Itachi’s.
To say he was surprised was an understatement, but he didn’t pull away. Instead, Itachi found himself more curious than anything else and studied the blond with his Sharingan; calculating and memorizing everything. Naruto had closed his eyes and started to move his lips after a few moments, trying to coax a response.
The arm around his neck tightened when the Uchiha experimented with a slight movement of his own lips. It was a very subtle movement, but Naruto responded to it instantly. The blond’s mouth suddenly became pliant and submissive, slowing down to the pace that Itachi was moving with.
His lips were already coated with Naruto’s saliva. The thought kind of irked him but it made their motions slick and uncomplicated.
Hot.
Itachi’s thoughts were becoming muddled with whatever feeling Naruto was stirring within him. So he took the situation a step further and flicked his tongue across the blond’s bottom lip. It was a quick and smooth motion that had his captive gasping in surprise and responding in fervour.
Naruto opened his mouth and pressed his body closer; Itachi wrapping his free arm firmly around the blond’s waist.
Their tongues finally met halfway. It was not a clash of dominance nor submission. It was an introduction.
Of the two, Naruto was the first to initiate their deeper kiss. Slowly gliding the tip of his tongue across Itachi’s and down as far as he could reach. Then back again. It was a foreign feeling for the Uchiha but he decided that it was acceptable and mimicked the action in Naruto’s mouth.
The blond moaned.
The sound suddenly snapped Itachi out of, what he determined was, his lust induced insanity. He stopped his movements and slowly pulled away with a soft smack of their lips. He opened his eyes, his Sharingan memorizing the pleasing sight before him.
Naruto was panting, trying and failing to catch his lost breath. His eyes were now half lidded and glazed over more so than when they started. His cheeks were tinted a very alluring shade of red. Lips were shining in the light with their saliva, bruised red and slightly swollen.
This was something that Itachi had never considered that he’d ever give away. Yes, he had experienced sex before. It was something that he couldn’t avoid. An act for mere satisfaction and nothing more. But this…What was this?
Weakness?
Naruto was lost in his own madness. The feel of a warm and welcoming body. The strong arm around his waist. The soft hair tangled within his fingers. The hot puffs of breath against his lips. He could go on. Definitely. But…
Just once more.
Before he regained his conscious.
Naruto closed the distance between them and kissed Itachi again. It was soft, chaste and felt as good as the first one.
The younger man sighed and pulled away with a small smirk adorning his features. That felt good. His body was thrumming with excitement and satisfaction. Like nothing he’d ever felt before.
As his thought process started to stabilize and return to normal, one name came to mind.
Itachi.
Naruto’s eyes widened when he realized the enormity of the situation and just what the hell he had just done. The worst part was when he realized who it was that he had done that to.
Oh, shit.
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Author: sunshine_melodi
Chapter: 8/? - Insanity
Pairing: Itachi/Naruto
Rating: PG-15
Wordcount: 4030
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
Author's Note: Much thanks to a_scattered_me for proofreading another chapter. ^_____^ *hugs you* I hope you all enjoy this chapter. ;DDD
Chapter 8 - Insanity
They were wasting time.
Sasuke had stated this several times to the old pervert, but Jiraiya had claimed that they needed more information. Uchiha Sasuke was a patient man, but the delicate situation at hand was definitely not a thing to be taken so lightly. And, after witnessing Jiraiya’s ‘powerful form of persuasion’ again, the black haired jounin’s patience ran out.
He was about to, quite literally, kick the shit out of the Sannin when two arms blocked his path.
“He’s always like this, Sasuke-kun,” Sakura whispered, “He really is trying to get information.”
“She’s right. That woman,” Sai pointed at the fuming woman Jiraiya was flirting with, “is one of his informants.”
“And you know this how?” Sasuke asked, glaring at the old man.
“Oh, I have my ways, Sasuke-kun,” Sai smiled, “Besides, if that woman wasn’t an informant, we wouldn’t even be here.”
They were currently in the Hidden Village of the Rock. Jiraiya had needed to stop and speak with, apparently, one of his informants. It had only taken a little over a day to get there, which was quite record time. It would have normally taken two to three days if it had not been such a dire emergency.
Gaara had remained quiet. He had to admit that this Jiraiya’s antics somewhat irritated him. And his patience was also wearing thin. He couldn’t blame the Uchiha for acting like a fool.
There was an audible slap before the woman turned and left, disappearing into the crowd of people. Jiraiya turned and grinned at the four nin behind him. His right cheek was tinged red with his recent ‘battle wound’.
“We need to travel about a day northeast. She said we can’t miss it,” Jiraiya spoke seriously, “We already know that there was a huge chakra pulse that resulted in a mountain collapsing in on itself. As well as the fact that the pulse could be felt here. What we didn’t know was that it was the power of a Jinchuuriki.”
Now, this caught the attention of Sasuke and his team.
“Really?” Sakura asked.
“Yeah, the investigation team from here determined the chakra source as the power of a ‘demon’. Which one?” The old man asked the question first, “They don’t know. The Akatsuki have already extracted seven of the nine bijuus as far as I know, but I don’t know if they have gotten a hold of the four tails or not. There’s a good chance that that pulse was from Naruto. A good chance. However, it could mean that Kyuubi had successfully been extracted.”
“What made you come up with that assumption?” Sasuke interrupted.
“There has never been such a surge of power coming from an extraction up until now. So, it could mean that Naruto put up a good fight. Or, Kyuubi was extracted successfully and…” Jiraiya wouldn’t finish the sentence. It was too soon yet, “You get my drift.”
“Could the surge have been from the four tails?” Sai asked, not liking either of the pervert’s scenarios.
“I’m not so sure. The four tails is quite powerful. It is a demon after all, but I’m not entirely sure if it could cause such a surge of power like that. Kyuubi is a force to be reckoned with. The evidence, in my opinion, points to the nine tails, but the only way we’re going to know is if we check the area for ourselves. It’s not likely we’ll find anything, but it’s the best place to start,” Jiraiya offered. He disliked the fact that he didn’t know everything he needed for this situation, but the older Uchiha had done his job well. Leaving everyone, including himself perplexed; at a complete loss of what to do and where to go next. And this was a first for the Sannin.
“When do we leave?” Sasuke finally spoke, his anger slowly dissipating and replaced with worry and regret.
“We will stay in Rock for the night and leave in the morning, after sunrise,” Jiraiya responded. They had traveled a long way in such a short time. Determination and motivation would last but their strength and stamina unfortunately would not.
The rest of the group knew this too and they nodded their agreement despite their reluctance.
~*~
Itachi stood against a wall, silently watching his captive sleep. Like he had estimated, they had been able to reach the village in less than a day. Upon arrival, Itachi found the small hospital and caused quite the uproar when he brought them Naruto’s still and cold form. He was alive, but just barely.
The nurses had taken Naruto from him immediately. And a doctor asked Itachi several questions in regards to the blond’s condition and about his captive in general. She was rather insistent about why Naruto was in that state, but Itachi merely shook his head. The woman nodded in understanding.
Itachi assumed that this hospital had received wounded nin before.
Before the woman had left to help with Naruto, Itachi had told her not to use any chakra. This puzzled the woman but she agreed nonetheless. Only she and a few other doctors at the hospital used chakra and she had told him that.
Itachi heard a muffled groan. He looked back up to the bed. Naruto had rolled over onto his stomach and was trying to push himself up. Foolish blond.
“Lay down, Naruto,” Itachi said quietly.
Naruto stopped his movements and followed the sound of the Uchiha’s voice. His eyes were a little blurry but he could make out that definite black shape anywhere.
“Bastard. What happened?” Naruto asked, listening to Itachi and laying back down.
“You lost too much blood. So I brought you here.”
Naruto looked around the white room. He glared when his eyes crossed the window with the slightly open curtains. That beam of sunlight hitting his face is what had woken him up. He continued to examine the room when Itachi came back into view.
“A hospital?” Naruto asked.
“Hn.”
Then Naruto remembered. He tried to look at his shoulder only to wince in pain. That’s right, he had gotten injured during that fight. The blond lifted his arms and grimaced at the multiple bandages adorning his limbs. He was silently cursing the ninja that had attacked them when a sudden thought occurred to him.
“Hey, Itachi? Who were those guys? Why’d they attack us?”
“No one of our concern,” was Itachi’s cryptic response.
Naruto frowned, “Bastard, can you explain it any better than that?”
“Missing nin,” he responded blandly, “Bandits, if you will.”
Realization dawned on Naruto’s features, “I see.”
“Get some rest, Naruto, we will be leaving tomorrow at dawn,” Itachi said as he pushed himself off of the wall.
A sudden wave of dizziness hit him and the Uchiha quickly placed his hand back onto the wall to steady himself. He ignored it earlier to keep an eye on Naruto, but now it seemed to be hitting him much harder than before. That jutsu used up a lot of his chakra. Itachi would have to study it a bit more, but it was now obvious that it was not meant to be used for long periods of time. He was tired.
The blond could see that Itachi’s Sharingan was flickering again. He got up off of the bed and walked over to the older man. The Uchiha was exhausted, more so than before.
“Are you alright?” Naruto asked quietly.
Itachi felt a gentle hand on his arm and he turned to see questioning blue eyes. He didn’t respond, only returning Naruto’s gaze with his own resolute one. The blond once again cursed the Uchihas and their damn pride.
“Get some rest, Old Man, we will be leaving tomorrow at dawn,” the blond smirked in satisfaction when the Uchiha frowned, “You can sleep in the bed, I’ll still be here when you wake up.”
Despite Naruto’s willingness thus far, Itachi was still a little wary of him. Eyeing his captive curiously, the older man nodded his acquiesce and walked to the bed. Upon lying down, the blond spoke again.
“I’m going to get something to eat, I’ll be right back,” Naruto’s stomach decided to rumble at that moment and he blushed, “Is that okay?”
“Hn,” Itachi responded and closed his eyes.
Naruto stayed a moment longer and watched as the Uchiha seemingly fell asleep.
“Hmph. That didn’t take too long. Proud bastard,” the irate jounin mumbled before leaving the room in search of food. Hopefully ramen. It wasn’t long - thankfully - before he managed to find a small cafeteria and almost cringed at the smell of the place. The food smelled awful and looked just as bad when he saw it. What the hell kind of hospital served food like this?
“Excuse me, young man?” A woman’s voice asked.
Naruto turned to look at whoever was speaking to him. His face was still contorted into a look of disgust. He was taken aback when the woman laughed at him.
“I’m sorry, but your face,” she tried to explain, “You don’t like the food, do you?”
Naruto chuckled and scratched his the back of his head. He knew his reaction to the food was rude, but he couldn’t help it. It looked very inedible.
“Ah, sorry, but I don’t think I do,” he laughed nervously.
“It’s okay,” she smiled and then whispered, “I don’t like it either.”
Naruto smiled. The woman was nice. A doctor by the looks of it. She was about his height and very pretty. Her brown hair was tied back into a bun, leaving layered bangs to frame her face. And she wore glasses that failed to hide her emerald green eyes still shining with laughter.
There was a short moment of comfortable silence before she spoke again.
“My name is Sasaki Ayuko. I am the doctor that treated you earlier today,” she introduced, “I went to check on you a few minutes ago but I found your friend instead.”
“Oh. Sorry about that. He was tired…” He stopped himself and blushed, feeling impolite that he didn‘t introduce himself, “My name’s Uzumaki Naruto.”
Ayuko frowned, “That’s odd.”
“Eh? What’s odd?”
“The name your partner gave me was not Uzumaki.”
Shit. It figures that bastard wouldn’t use our real names. Now what the hell was he going to do?
It was too late now anyways.
“Well, my name is Uzumaki. I don’t know what the bastard was thinking. He’s too cautious for his own good, in my opinion,” he smiled cheerfully hoping to avoid the subject of Itachi’s name.
“Well that is rather odd to be giving out fake names, but it’s none of my business,” she stated then asked, “Now, how are you feeling? Good, from the looks of it, but I’d like to hear it from you.”
“I’m a little sore. It’s been a rough week,” Naruto chuckled, “but I feel fine. Thank you for helping us out.”
“You’re welcome. I will have to examine your wounds again before you leave. Your partner said you would be leaving in the morning, correct?” She asked.
“Yeah, he wants to leave right away,” Naruto answered.
“Well, as long as I think you’re okay to leave, then I will allow it,” she spoke seriously, “To be honest, you were almost dead when he arrived with you.”
Naruto’s eyes widened, “So it was that bad?”
He looked down at the floor and clenched his fists.
Useless.
“Yes,” she answered, “but you did recover rather quickly. I’m rather impressed.”
The blond’s smile was fake and she saw this. However, he blushed with embarrassment when his stomach rumbled again.
Ayuko chuckled, “Would you like to go eat somewhere else? There’s a small restaurant nearby.”
Naruto practically drooled. He really hoped the place had ramen. Being with Itachi meant next to no ramen. Well, that first week it did. Damn bastard. But it was nice of him to bring him to eat ramen at Mikageishi.
Damn. Can’t call him a bastard now.
Then it occurred to him. He shouldn’t leave Itachi alone here. And for some odd reason, he really didn’t want to either.
Ayuko watched as Naruto’s burst of happiness dimmed to a worried frown. So it was like that between the two?
“If you don’t want to leave him, we can have the food delivered if you’d like,” she offered, “It won’t be any trouble at all.”
He grinned broadly at the woman, “Thank you.”
~*~
Naruto crept back into his hospital room. It was dark in there now that the sun had gone down. And the food had taken a lot longer than he thought it would. He had ended up getting to know Ayuko and about the town before the food arrived. Naruto had been embarrassed that he was unable to pay for the food, but his new friend had been more than happy to pay. That was another blow to his pride. It had looked like she wanted to eat with him, but the brunette had told him to bring Itachi his food. It puzzled him, but Naruto didn’t argue.
He hadn’t known what to order Itachi so he just ordered another bowl of miso pork ramen. Well, two more, just in case he was still hungry. Naruto really hoped Itachi wasn’t hungry. Then he could eat it all to himself.
“Itachi?” He said loud enough for the other man to hear if he were awake.
Silence.
“Probably still asleep,” Naruto shrugged.
He slowly made his way over to the night stand by the bed to find the lamp. Naruto really didn’t care if it woke the Uchiha up. He was not going to eat in the dark.
As if reading his thoughts, the lamp was turned on. Naruto blinked in surprise at Itachi who was reaching towards the nightstand from his sitting position on the bed. The older man was staring at Naruto. Why? He did not know, but it was starting to unnerve him.
“That was kind of creepy, Itachi,” Naruto said as he sat on the bed beside his captor, “I got you some food…well, the doctor bought us food.”
“Hn.”
Naruto rolled his eyes, “I didn’t know what to get you so I just got you the same thing as me.”
“It smells like miso,” Itachi stated.
“Miso pork ramen,” Naruto beamed, “My favourite. Oh! I also got some sushi. Just in case you didn’t want the ramen.”
The hint was obvious. Too obvious, but that was Naruto’s intent. He looked at Itachi with, what he thought was, a hopeful gaze.
The Uchiha did not know what to make of this strangeness that was Naruto. The younger man’s mood fluctuated so much, it took Itachi by surprise. And this was a different one. He oddly found the weird look on Naruto’s face…comical. He knew the blond wanted the extra bowl of ramen for himself but something made Itachi reach out and take the offered food.
Naruto’s face fell and Itachi watched this. His captive really was very amusing. Deciding to test his limits, the Uchiha took the package of sushi as well. He didn’t know how, but Naruto’s face fell even more; his eyes wide and mouth agape. Satisfied with his experiment, Itachi broke the chopsticks apart and began to eat his dinner. When Naruto still wasn’t eating, he arched an eyebrow at him and spoke.
“Aren’t you going to eat?”
Naruto couldn’t believe this. What a bastard. He took the ramen and the sushi. Glaring daggers at his captor, the blond started to eat his own food. Now only five bowls of ramen.
They ate in a somewhat companionable silence despite Naruto’s monstrous slurping noises. The blond’s eating habits never failed to irk Itachi, but he had managed to somewhat ignore it successfully.
Naruto sighed in content as he flopped back to lie on the bed, “That was good.”
Itachi nodded but didn’t say anything. He looked at the blond when he felt the other’s gaze on him.
“Yes?”
Naruto said nothing and continued to observe his captor, seemingly lost in thought. His blue eyes appeared to have dimmed again.
“Naruto?” Itachi asked.
“I have a question,” Naruto suddenly stated, looking Itachi in the eye, “I’ve been wanting to know this since we got out of the mountain.”
The Uchiha waited for Naruto to continue, but he knew where this conversation was going.
“What’s wrong with this seal you gave me? I know my chakra’s been blocked, well, contained would be a better word for it. But what was the deal with it when you tested it in Mikageishi? It felt weird and it was glowing.”
Itachi frowned as he thought about whether or not to tell Naruto what he knew so far. It wasn’t much, in his opinion. He wanted to study it a bit more before he came up with any theories about it.
“I don’t know.”
“Liar,” Naruto glared at him, “You know something. You have to. You’re the one that put the damn seal there.”
“Are you angry?” Itachi asked seriously. He wasn’t expecting this particular subject just yet.
Naruto sighed and looked away from the Uchiha, “It’s just…frustrating. I can’t…I can’t do most of the things I used to anymore. Hell, I can’t even fight for myself. I almost died.” The blond took the moment to look back at his captor, “If you were the one without his chakra, would you be angry?”
“Yes,” Itachi said quietly.
“Can you tell me then?” Naruto studied the older man’s face as he waited for an answer, “It’s the least you can do, Itachi.”
Itachi weighed his options. Naruto didn’t really need to know about the seal just yet. Perhaps when it started to show more potent signs of backfiring it would be necessary. But not right now. However, if he were to tell the blond about it now it was quite possible to be able to counteract whatever may happen in the near future. Both of them may have a better chance of surviving.
The blond smiled when the Uchiha finally nodded.
“I have yet to examine the seals and their reactions to chakra,” Itachi stated.
“Didn’t you do that in Mikageishi?” Naruto was confused now.
“Yes, only briefly. It was just to check if the seal was still absorbing foreign chakra,” was Itachi’s answer.
“So, then that means…”
“Take of your shirt and lay down, Naruto.”
“Eh? Oh, okay,” the blond really couldn’t help the slight blush tinting his cheeks as he removed his shirt. He didn’t know why it was so embarrassing to take off his shirt in front of Itachi. He certainly had no problem taking his shirt off in front of other people back in Konoha. Maybe it was that damn intense gaze of his.
Itachi stood up to allow Naruto to position himself on the bed. He activated his Sharingan and allowed a small amount of his chakra to circulate around each of his hands until they glowed a faint blue.
“Stay still,” Itachi ordered as he brought one of hands to hover over Naruto’s own.
The blond watched as his captor’s blue chakra was literally pulled into his hand. His arm started to tingle as he felt the chakra move from his hand and through his body. Naruto shuddered involuntarily when he felt more chakra absorbed by his other hand.
Itachi observed Naruto in fascination. The controlled amount was to prevent the blond from passing out. Like before, the chakra circulated through Naruto’s system before being pulled towards the seals that were now glowing blue. The older man slowly moved his hands up each of Naruto’s arms, searching for any other anomalies in both the absorption and his captive’s behaviour.
Seeing how serious his captor was, Naruto was starting to get a little nervous. Itachi was frowning in concentration and he would have laughed at the older man if the situation was different and if he weren‘t feeling so damn good right now. His back arched and his body stiffened when he felt even more chakra being pulled in through his shoulders. Naruto’s stomach burned for a moment before the chakra was taken away.
Itachi stopped as soon as he saw the middle of Yondaime’s seal glow purple. Now that was different. He leaned closer to Naruto’s frame and watched as the remnants of his own chakra followed the spiral on the blond’s stomach and slowly turn purple as it finally disappeared at the center of the design.
Interesting.
He looked up at Naruto’s face and frowned again. The blond’s eyes were glazed.
“Naruto?” Itachi asked.
It happened in an instant. Neither of them expected it. Naruto was too fast and Itachi had let his guard down. In one swift movement, Naruto sat up, reached around his captor’s neck with one arm and pressed his lips against Itachi’s.
To say he was surprised was an understatement, but he didn’t pull away. Instead, Itachi found himself more curious than anything else and studied the blond with his Sharingan; calculating and memorizing everything. Naruto had closed his eyes and started to move his lips after a few moments, trying to coax a response.
The arm around his neck tightened when the Uchiha experimented with a slight movement of his own lips. It was a very subtle movement, but Naruto responded to it instantly. The blond’s mouth suddenly became pliant and submissive, slowing down to the pace that Itachi was moving with.
His lips were already coated with Naruto’s saliva. The thought kind of irked him but it made their motions slick and uncomplicated.
Hot.
Itachi’s thoughts were becoming muddled with whatever feeling Naruto was stirring within him. So he took the situation a step further and flicked his tongue across the blond’s bottom lip. It was a quick and smooth motion that had his captive gasping in surprise and responding in fervour.
Naruto opened his mouth and pressed his body closer; Itachi wrapping his free arm firmly around the blond’s waist.
Their tongues finally met halfway. It was not a clash of dominance nor submission. It was an introduction.
Of the two, Naruto was the first to initiate their deeper kiss. Slowly gliding the tip of his tongue across Itachi’s and down as far as he could reach. Then back again. It was a foreign feeling for the Uchiha but he decided that it was acceptable and mimicked the action in Naruto’s mouth.
The blond moaned.
The sound suddenly snapped Itachi out of, what he determined was, his lust induced insanity. He stopped his movements and slowly pulled away with a soft smack of their lips. He opened his eyes, his Sharingan memorizing the pleasing sight before him.
Naruto was panting, trying and failing to catch his lost breath. His eyes were now half lidded and glazed over more so than when they started. His cheeks were tinted a very alluring shade of red. Lips were shining in the light with their saliva, bruised red and slightly swollen.
This was something that Itachi had never considered that he’d ever give away. Yes, he had experienced sex before. It was something that he couldn’t avoid. An act for mere satisfaction and nothing more. But this…What was this?
Weakness?
Naruto was lost in his own madness. The feel of a warm and welcoming body. The strong arm around his waist. The soft hair tangled within his fingers. The hot puffs of breath against his lips. He could go on. Definitely. But…
Just once more.
Before he regained his conscious.
Naruto closed the distance between them and kissed Itachi again. It was soft, chaste and felt as good as the first one.
The younger man sighed and pulled away with a small smirk adorning his features. That felt good. His body was thrumming with excitement and satisfaction. Like nothing he’d ever felt before.
As his thought process started to stabilize and return to normal, one name came to mind.
Itachi.
Naruto’s eyes widened when he realized the enormity of the situation and just what the hell he had just done. The worst part was when he realized who it was that he had done that to.
Oh, shit.
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