Summary: Itachi and Naruto are together now and very happy. But of course, life always throws a few curve balls along the way. And even Sasuke and Hinata get caught in the crossfire. Sequel to The Get Itachi Laid Challenge.
Warnings: AU, ItaNaru, SasuHina, a bit of GenIru and LeeGaa and a few surprise couples along the way. Lemons ahead, you have been forewarned.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto
a/n: Phew! I said I would get this out on Sunday and I cut it close, but I made it. Sorry, it took me longer than I thought. After re-reading it, I found some parts I didn't like because they seemed a bit forced. So I tweaked them and now it's much more to my liking. I hope you'll enjoy it too...all 10,000 words worth. :D Thanks so much for your awesome awesome reviews! I'm so glad all of you are still sticking with this story despite my long absence from it. Well, without further ado, *grins* it's family dinner time! The dialogue's gonna come fast and furious toward the end so hold on for the ride.
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Chapter 4 – Guess Who's Coming to Dinner
Thoughts: 'blah blah'
Speaking: "blah blah"
Itachi opened his eyes at exactly 5 a.m. He didn't need an alarm clock. His body had been waking up at the same time for years, so it was well ingrained. He would immediately get up, take a shower, shave if he needed to, dry his hair and tie it back into it's usual ponytail. Then he'd dress and go to the door to get his morning paper. He'd sit at the table and read through the business section to catch the latest news on the markets. Once he had thoroughly analyzed the business world and any affect it might have on the company, he would grab his bag and make the 5 minute drive to work. He never deviated from this routine.
Unless a certain blond named Naruto was involved, that is.
So that would explain why this morning the clock read 5:14 a.m., yet instead of finishing his shower as his schedule would normally dictate, Itachi found himself still lounging in bed with his head propped up by his arm, watching his handsome lover sleep. Naruto looked angelic, with blond locks spiking in all directions over the pillow and falling haphazardly into his face. Pale fingers itched to brush them away and Itachi gave in to the urge, allowing them to do so with a tenderness unseen by anyone else.
The frown that marred the blond's features upon entering his condo last night was now gone, wiped away by a peaceful sleep. It was at this moment that Itachi decided he would stay until Naruto woke up on his own. If he was late to work, so be it. Sakura was a capable secretary. In fact, she could be amazingly scary when she wanted to be. She could hold down the fort for a few extra hours.
Last night, he had let Naruto talk as much as he wanted. And talk he did. For a good hour he vented and let out all of his frustrations caused by his only living relatives. Itachi sensed quite a bit of resentment in him. It had probably built up over the years and Naruto, being the type of person he was, pushed it all away and focused on living his own life. Unfortunately his grandparents walked unannounced back into his life and, having to deal with their constant presence, it was only a matter of time before those feelings he pushed away came back with a vengeance. Truthfully, he was a bit surprised it took Naruto as long as it did for him to snap.
Itachi knew the worst was yet to come though. He wondered what his mother could possibly be thinking to do something as crazy as invite those two to dinner. They all knew how much Tsunade Senju disliked the Uchihas. Truthfully, he wasn't even sure why. He was too young to remember anything of importance about the Senjus. His parents never said much about it besides the fact that she blocked Naruto from being adopted by the them. To bring all of them together in one room, with Naruto's overflowing frustration, Tsunade's volatile temper, father's equally volatile and cutting temper...let's not even mention that the two don't yet know about his relationship with Naruto, add in Sasuke and Hinata who are probably already scheming to have popcorn on hand for their front row seats to the event, and you have a perfect recipe for World War III.
He wondered if there was any way he and Naruto could feign illness...
Dream on right? Mother would kill him.
A moan broke through his thoughts and he looked down as Naruto shifted into a new position and mumbled something unintelligible before he went back to snoring softly. A tanned leg was now wrapped around one of his own. He wanted to press up against him - he felt a twitch in his lower regions - badly. But he didn't want to wake him.
Last night they didn't do anything else besides talk. When Naruto had finally talked himself out and gave into exhaustion, Itachi carried him to bed. As much as he had wanted to touch Naruto, to make love to him, he knew they needed the rest.
Itachi glanced at the clock once again. It was 5:45. Who'd have thought he'd still be in bed?
He probably should call Sasuke. There was no way Naruto would be on time. Then he'd have to call Sakura and make sure he didn't have anything early to deal with. If so, he'd have her reschedule.
Back at Naruto's apartment, Tsunade was half asleep on the couch. Jiraiya was on the floor nursing a cup of sake in his hand. It didn't look like either of them had slept much.
"You think maybe we should've told him we found a place?" he asked.
Tsunade opened one hazel eye and glared at her husband. The man raised an arm and rubbed his hand against the back of his head.
"What? I'm just saying..."
She looked away and sighed. At that moment, she felt guilty. He looked just like Naruto and Minato when he did that. They were supposed to be a family. Not this dysfunctional mess... "We really hurt him Jiraiya."
The white haired man waved his hand in the air. "Meh...he'll get over it. He's just letting off some steam. He'll be back."
"I don't know..." Hazel eyes filled with sadness. "He's right. We assumed he would just immediately accept us because we're family. But why would he? It's not like we've been much of a family to him."
Jiraiya was about to answer, but what she said triggered a memory of what he and the blond had said just the morning before.
"It's not that I don't like you...Really. Because given time, and a whole lot of patience I'd probably grow to think of you as family."
"We are family."
"You sure don't act like it."
No...they really hadn't been much of a family to Naruto. They left with his money and hardly paid the boy a second thought until it was convenient for them. They came back years later and forcibly imposed themselves on him and expected him to be happy about them being there.
They weren't family.
Hell, they were hardly acquaintances.
But just maybe...if they did things right...
He stood up and moved to comfort his wife. "Don't worry hime. He was just upset. Besides, he invited us to dinner didn't he? It's got to count for something. So it's not like he hates us. I think he just needs his space back. Things will work out."
Tsunade smiled slightly and replied with a confidence she didn't feel at the moment. "I'm sure you're right."
She hoped he was right.
The clock now read 6:32.
Itachi hadn't moved much. Naruto had though. He was now practically half sprawled on top of the Uchiha. And god, did Itachi just want to pull him over just a little bit further so he was right on top of him. He was hard and aching for some friction.
The famed Uchiha self control was shattering a little bit more with each minute that passed without relief.
A mutter of something garbled like his name brought his attention back to the blond head next to him. A sigh left the pink lips and eyes shifted behind the closed lids. With a few blinks, Naruto opened his sleep hazed eyes. A brief look of confusion flitted over his face before he remembered where he was.
"Mmm...morning Itachi." Naruto's voice was slightly husky with sleep and Itachi thought it sounded sexy.
"Good morning. How do you feel?"
Naruto stretched and Itachi watched the tanned limbs appreciatively. "I think this is the best I've slept all week."
"Hn." Itachi smiled and ran his hand through the wild blond spikes.
"What time is it?" Naruto asked with a yawn.
"And you're still here?"
Itachi smirked and pulled the blond flush against him. "Where else would I be?" Naruto smiled back and relaxed in his arms.
"You're going to be late."
"Yes, I am. I think they can live without me though."
"Sasuke will kill me if I'm late."
"No he won't. I'll make sure of it." Itachi reached back and grabbed his phone from his nightstand and hit speed dial. Naruto watched silently.
"What do you want?" the sleepy voice on the line asked as a greeting.
"A guest showed up on my doorstep last night and needed to vent for a while." Itachi figured Sasuke would know who he meant. It was confirmed upon his little brother's next question.
"Is he ok?"
"Yes, he's still sleeping though."
"Whatever...Just as long as he's here for the meeting with the Bank of Tokyo at 12:30."
"He'll definitely be there by then."
"Good. Well, now that you woke me up, I might as well shower."
"Hn. Goodbye little brother."
Naruto grinned as Itachi put the phone back on the nightstand. "I'm still sleeping?" Itachi gave him a sexy smirk.
"For at least another hour."
"Yes." Itachi grinned and pulled the elastic of the bright boxers Naruto wore. The blond got the message and shimmied out of them quickly while Itachi got rid of his own. Then he pulled Naruto down flush against him so he could feel the evidence of his need. Naruto gasped at the feel of Itachi and pressed his hips downward. Itachi groaned and began to grind up against him.
No words were spoken. They didn't need it. They slowly communicated their wants and needs with their bodies. Itachi's fingers ignited a fire underneath Naruto's skin and he arched into the burning touch. As his lips parted to moan, Itachi took advantage and slipped his tongue between those lips. Their tongues met, stroked, twisted, explored, as they reacquainted themselves with each other. Naruto shivered as one finger slid down his spine and slipped between his cheeks to tease his opening. He broke the kiss to moan and his body reacted moving backwards into the touch. Itachi tightened his one hand on a hipbone and blue eyes focused on his smoky gray. He shook his head at the blond and Naruto growled in impatience.
Itachi grabbed the first lubrication he could find. Lotion. He poured it all over his hand, not really caring that it was sloppy. With a careless flick of his wrist, the lotion bottle went flying into some direction to hit the floor. Since Naruto's legs were right beside his, Itachi spread his legs wider to spread Naruto open. Naruto raised his head and stared at Itachi as he felt one lubed finger rub in light teasing circles against his entrance. He moaned in pleasure as the touch sent sparks up his spine and every move he made against Itachi made the ache between his thighs worse. Two fingers were now moving inside him and pain and pleasure collided making Naruto gasp and close his eyes. Every few strokes, the fingers would tease that spot inside him that had his body singing and his eyes rolling back in his head and he gripped the pillow under Itachi's head. A third finger was added and Naruto couldn't help the strangled words that left his lips and broke the silence.
Itachi smirked and gave Naruto what he wanted. Three fingers stretched and swirled inside his lover and he even added a fourth. Naruto threw his head back, his mouth open in a silent scream as pleasure and pain ripped through him and he loved every second of it, for it was Itachi here with him. The fingers left him and he almost felt bereft. But only for as long as it took his lover to press against his entrance. Naruto spread his legs wider, wanting Itachi inside him.
Itachi gripped Naruto's hips as he slowly pulled him down on his length and he couldn't help but moan the blond's name. No matter how many times they did this, Naruto still felt so tight around him. He waited until Naruto completely relaxed and revealed those lust filled orbs and then he moved slowly. He was in no rush for this to end. Everything else in the world could wait. His fingers continued to grip Naruto's hips as he slowly dictated the movements. In and out...push and pull. It was slow and torturous. It was excruciating...the smooth velvety heat was exquisite.
Naruto gasped with every thrust and his body shivered as the pleasure slowly and steadily built inside him. He wanted to move so badly but Itachi would hardly let him budge. Those dark eyes still stared into his own almost daring him to close them, daring him to look away.
Itachi continued his slow thrusts even as his own body screamed for him to move faster. The muscles quivering and tightening around his swollen arousal felt amazing and he never wanted it to end. He gripped the hips even tighter as he felt Naruto squirm. He knew his fingers would probably leave bruises but he didn't care at the moment, only the rising need for completion mattered.
Naruto's body trembled and the pool of desire in his belly spiraled outward spreading like liquid fire through his veins with every slow deliberate thrust Itachi made. He wanted to beg for the torture to end, yet he didn't want it to. A tear trailed down his face as the pleasure slowly built until it became to much.
Itachi finally let go of his lovers hips and pulled him down for a desperate sloppy kiss. It was only then that Naruto squeezed his eyes shut and gave in to the feelings overwhelming him. With his new found freedom, he rode Itachi with reckless abandon, slamming down as hard as he could over and over again. Their bodies arched as they both screamed out their sudden and intense orgasms.
A few minutes later found them both on their sides, their bodies still entangled. Itachi's fingers slowly danced up and down Naruto's spine. It was now almost 7 a.m., and he wasn't even thinking of getting out of bed yet. Naruto's fingers slid down Itachi's side then detoured between them to wrap a hand around his length. Itachi raised an eyebrow at the blond who grinned and squeezed the appendage, making the brunet gasp.
"Hm?" He ran a finger slowly up the underside, feeling the length swell and get harder.
"We do have to go to work sometime today."
"Not until 12:30." His thumb rubbed in slow circles against the tip, smearing the liquid that kept leaking.
"I have to call my secretary." Itachi said in a slightly shaky voice.
"She probably won't be there before 8." He rolled on his back, bringing Itachi with him and wrapped his legs around the slim pale waist. "I want you." he breathed sensually. "I want you on me, around me, inside me..."
Itachi groaned. How could he resist that? He thrust back inside that wet heat. Naruto gasped and arched up to meet his thrust. Itachi moved only slightly going deeper in small quick thrusts then twisting his hips in slow circles so the tip rubbed against the swollen gland deep inside his blond.
"You like that hm?" Naruto glared at the smug look on the Uchiha's face.
"Hn." With a slow smirk, Itachi pulled out only to slam back inside so hard and deep, Naruto slid back a few inches. The feeling was so intense, the blond gasped and squeezed his eyes shut and unconsciously raised his hands to find some sort of anchor to reality. The only thing his hands found were the headboard and his fingers gratefully wrapped around the wood like a lifeline.
Itachi slowly pounded into the willing body. He grabbed the tanned legs and forced them closer to Naruto's body, almost bending him in half. With unconcealed lust, he hungrily watched as his length was swallowed each time by the ring of muscles. "You're so beautiful Naruto. You feel so good around me. My god you should see what you're doing to me."
Naruto trembled under his pounding thrusts, but opened his eyes at the words and looked down. He found himself strangely hypnotized by the sight of Itachi's movements. The erotic sight made his pleasure spike and he suddenly felt the need to come. "Oh god Itachi...harder...so close..."
The Uchiha above him obliged and slammed inside him hard and fast. He felt Naruto contract around him and he moaned as his body shuddered. He wrapped a hand around Naruto's length and pumped in time with his thrusts. Naruto could take no more and yelled Itachi's name as he came and Itachi groaned as he released inside his blond.
The clock now read 7:20.
At 11:45, Naruto stepped out of the elevator and walked toward his office with a noticeable limp. People stared, but he didn't care. He was in too good a mood to care. This was the best he'd felt since his apartment had been invaded.
Naruto stopped walking as Sasuke came up to him. "Teme. What do you want?" Sasuke smirked.
"It seems you enjoyed yourself this morning." Naruto blushed.
"Whatever." Sasuke replied disinterestedly, but his next words showed he cared. "So, you ok?"
Naruto rolled his eyes. "Yeah teme, I'm fine. It's no big deal."
"Well that's good, because you have someone in your office waiting for you." Sasuke walked off with his hands in his pockets.
Sasuke shrugged, but never answered as he made his way back to his office.
"Bastard." Naruto mumbled under his breath then opened his office door. His eyes narrowed when he saw who was waiting for him. He was going to kill Sasuke. "What are you doing here? Are you planning to stalk me at work too?"
"Just hear us out. Ok?" Tsunade replied. Naruto looked skeptically between his two grandparents, who both looked suitably guilty. "Please?" she added.
Naruto sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He took his time taking off his jacket and putting it on the hook, then walked to his desk and sat down. "I have a meeting at 12:30 so this can't take long."
The two nodded and Tsunade smiled slightly. "Look brat, we just wanted to apologize. You were right about a lot of things. We haven't been much, if any, kind of family to you over the years. And I guess we shouldn't have expected that you would just welcome us with open arms."
"Let alone invite ourselves into your home and expect you to just take care of us." Jiraiya added. "I guess we're used to being in hotels and getting waited on all the time."
"And this old fool was so busy trying to get you to cook for him he didn't tell you that we'd found ourselves a place."
"You did?" Naruto's interest peaked a bit at those words. Maybe he'd finally get his apartment back.
"Yeah kid. Sorry about that. I didn't think you'd get so angry and leave. I had planned to tell you once we had some food."
"So you found a place huh?" Naruto wanted to make sure he heard right.
"Uh huh. We can move in anytime. It's not far from where your father used to live." Red flags started going up in Naruto's mind.
"Really?" Tsunade nodded.
"Yes. I think we're a couple of blocks away from there. Fortunately it's far enough away that I won't have to run into those damned Uchihas."
Naruto raised a brow, ironically similar to those Uchihas. "As you can see, I work for 'those Uchihas.'" he deadpanned.
"God knows why..." Tsunade muttered. Naruto rolled his eyes. He wasn't about to listen to anymore of this.
"Hey, if you're going to start badmouthing my employer and friend, you can leave right now."
"Look, whatever problem you have with them is not my problem. I happen to have a very good relationship with them. I don't understand why there's such a big rift between you and them. From what I've heard, my parents and the Uchihas were great friends."
"Yeah, well things change. And I wouldn't step foot in their house even if they paid me."
Naruto kept his face schooled into a neutral expression. It took everything he had not to grimace. If he didn't believe it before, he definitely knew now...this dinner was going to be a disaster.
"Oh, that reminds me. You said something about dinner Friday. Where are we going?"
"Uh..." Naruto almost groaned. She just had to ask that. Jiraiya saw the panic flash through Naruto's eyes and thought it was about time to help the brat out so things wouldn't turn ugly just yet.
"Who cares? It means free food, right? I'm all for that!"
Tsunade smacked Jiraiya on the back of the head. "Idiot!"
"Ow!" He whined "You're messing up my hair."
"Oh please, that mullet was messed up long before this."
"Hey! You're so mean to me hime." He winked at Naruto, who sent him a look of relief, and grinned. "Well, look at the time. You have a meeting to get ready for so we better get going." He stood and Tsunade did the same.
"I know it's asking a lot, but maybe, if it's alright with you, we could get together sometime? While it seems late to be even thinking of it, I'd really like to get to know you." Tsunade looked away almost ashamed. "It might be easier now that we'll be out of your hair."
Naruto smiled and nodded. "I think I'd like that. Oh, and Friday how about I pick you up around six?" Naruto figured it was the only way he'd get them there. If left on their own, Tsunade would take one look at the house and speed away. At least this way, she had no option but to go.
"Sounds like a plan." Jiraiya, of course, knew why Naruto wanted to pick them up. He wrote on a post it note and passed it to Naruto. " Here's the new address. We'll be there from now on." Then he put a hand on the small of his wife's back and guided her toward the door.
"Alright. I guess I'll see you then."
"Yep, later kid." Jiraiya opened the door for his wife. After she walked out, he followed. But before he closed the door, he smirked at the blond. "You owe me, you know." he whispered.
"Yeah yeah, whatever ero-sennin."
"And you're in so much trouble Friday. You know that don't you?"
Naruto sighed. "Don't remind me." he mumbled.
Jiraiya chuckled and closed the door.
Friday came much too quickly for Naruto and Itachi. Naruto was in his office slumped in his chair and talking to Itachi, hoping his boyfriend could find a way out of this mess.
"A sick day sounds really good." he groaned.
"It won't work." Itachi replied although, it was easy to tell by his voice that he wished it would.
"Hmm, business trip?"
"Death in the family?"
"Hn...Might be one before the night is over."
Naruto couldn't help chuckling at that. "Yeah, you're probably right about that one." He took a sip of his coffee. "Man, this sucks!"
"Yes, it does."
"Did I tell you what Tsunade said yesterday."
"Yes you did. It does not bode well."
"Tachi, I love your mother, but I think she had to be on something to decide to have them over."
Meanwhile, at the Uchiha mansion...
"I'm so excited about today!" Mikoto was close to squealing as she bustled around making preparations.
Fugaku was in his study and he raised his brow at the squeal. Moments like these he wondered about the woman he married. He really didn't understand why she would be so happy. This was a weekly occurrence. They had family dinner every Friday...they saw the same people every Friday. So what was she so excited about? He flipped another page in the newspaper.
"Now Kagome, make sure there are two extra places set for dinner."
Fugaku's eyes narrowed. Who else was coming? He thought about asking for a moment before he shook his head and went back to reading. He didn't dare get involved with that woman's dinner plans. It was dangerous.
Mikoto looked about the dining room to make sure nothing was missing. The table looked too bare to her. "We need flowers." she muttered to herself and wrote it down on her notes where she also had the menu made out. "A couple of bottles of wine too. Hmm...dessert?" she continued to mutter. Then she raised her voice while she walked toward the study. "Fugaku honey? What would you like for dessert?"
He moved the paper down just enough so she could see his eyes. Why was she asking him? He didn't care about dessert. She knows he doesn't like sweets much.
"Whatever you like dear." he stated and went back to his paper.
"But it has to be something nice!"
"Why? Are your two guests that special? You don't usually put up such a fuss."
"I just want to make them feel welcome." Fugaku didn't dare ask how dessert would matter in making their guests feel welcome. It was better for his health not to. After that she started talking to herself again. "Hmm...maybe sticky rice...or maybe shaved ice. Sasuke would eat some then. Yes, that will work."
Fugaku shook his head as his wife walked away muttering to herself. At least the attention was off of him again. He went back to his paper.
At 6:00 on the dot, Sasuke pulled up to the house in his black BMW. He smirked upon seeing he and his wife were the first ones to arrive. It was exactly what he was going for. He parked and stepped out, then opened the door for Hinata who got out with a smile. Holding out his arm like a gentleman, he waited for her arm to take his and they went to the door together. The door opened before he could even reach out to ring the bell.
"Sasuke dear! You're early."
"So it seems."
"And Hinata, you look lovely."
"Well go on then. Your father's in the sitting room. I have to go check on dinner." She waved them on and walked toward the kitchen. Sasuke and Hinata went to the sitting room where Fugaku was in one of the chairs reading a book on finances.
"Trying to stay out of mother's way I see." Sasuke remarked. The older Uchiha looked up momentarily and gave the youngest one a nod.
"It's something I learned early on. Hello Hinata."
"Good evening father."
Sasuke took a seat on the couch that had a view of the foyer and pulled Hinata down next to him. He was just in time to see Itachi come through the front door and walk into the sitting room.
"Good evening everyone."
"You're alone? Where's Naruto?" Fugaku asked his oldest. He'd gotten so used to them coming in together that it seemed almost strange for Itachi to walk in alone.
"He's on his way." Itachi replied as he took a seat in one of the open chairs. "Mother fussing over dinner again?"
"Itachi dear, is that you?" Mikoto peeked into the room as she walked past it. "I thought I heard your voice. Dinner should be ready in about twenty minutes. Oh dear, I better go check on the wine." Her heels clicked on the tile as she walked swiftly back to the kitchen.
Sasuke rolled his eyes at his mother's antics. Hinata elbowed him.
"What?" She raised a manicured brow. "I didn't say anything."
"You didn't have to. I know you."
Mikoto was talking to one of the staff in the kitchen. After she was given the answer she wanted, she leaned against the wall and went through the mental checklist in her head once more. Food, wine, place settings, flowers...was she forgetting anything? She relaxed and smiled once she couldn't think of anything missing. Outside, a car turned into the driveway. Good, Naruto was here.
Her smile slowly turned to a frown and she groaned as she brought a hand to her face. She forgot one thing.
She forgot to tell Fugaku who was coming.
Naruto was tense as he turned onto the next street. Jiraiya and Tsunade both sat in the back seat, much to his annoyance. What did they think he was? Their chauffeur?
Tsunade looked out the window at all the old mansions. "Well, things haven't changed much over the years around here. So when did you start hanging around such rich and influential people brat?"
"I do work for one of the most well known companies in Japan you know."
"Yeah, but still...Oh, look to the left. That's where we used to live. It still looks good."
"Yeah yeah, I've seen it before." Naruto replied without much enthusiasm. At this point he was too tense to care about anything but the impending doom.
"Oh...that means the damned Uchiha Mansion is nearby. I hope it's crumbling." It wasn't hard to miss the resentment in her voice.
"Should be a couple of houses down if I remember right." Jiraiya added, sending Naruto a smirk he knew the blond would see through the mirror. Naruto sighed and gripped the steering wheel tighter as he drew closer to their destination. One would think his own grandfather would feel at least a little bit sorry for him. Instead, he was enjoying his discomfort. Too quickly for him, he reached the dreaded driveway and turned onto it while preparing himself for the unfavorable reaction he knew he was about to get from Tsunade.
"Hell, this was so close by we could've walked here." Tsunade remarked as she looked out at the large property. Then her eyes narrowed as the familiarity set in. "Wait...isn't this...oh hell no, turn around right now brat!" Naruto's only response was to put the car in park. "I told you I refuse to go near them. I wasn't joking you know."
"Now babe, they did kindly invite us..." Jiraiya tried to placate her. Naruto rolled his eyes...of course the pervert would try to help now when it was too late. He growled lightly in annoyance and turned around so he could look at her.
"It's been years since you've even seen them baa-chan. So what could possibly be your problem with them?"
Tsunade glared at the house like she had something against it. "I told you not to call me that brat! And it doesn't matter how long it's been. They're all nothing but emotionless bastards for one thing. But that's only the tip of the iceberg."
"Why would you say...ok, well, fine, they do act like emotionless bastards a lot of the time. But still, those Uchihas you hate so much are the closest thing to family I have. And Mikoto invited you both over and sounded damn happy about it. She's obviously trying to mend fences with you two, so why can't you give it a try?"
"You wouldn't understand."
"You've got that right. I don't understand at all." Naruto got out the car. "Actually, I don't even know why I'm arguing about this. They," he pointed at the house in front of him, "are family to me. They've shown more care and compassion for me than either of you. If you really want a chance at becoming part of what I consider family, you'll start now by graciously accepting the invitation to dinner." He closed his door and left the other two behind without another word and started for the door.
Tsunade huffed and crossed her arms. "That damned brat! Trying to bribe me like that." The car flooded with light once again as the door opened. Jiraiya stepped out. "Jiraiya! What are you doing?"
"You can stay here and stew over something that happened years ago if you want. I'm going to dinner."
"You know something Tsunade...I never understood why you let what happened back then cause you to hate the Uchihas so much. I just backed you because you were my wife. But I never understood."
"I want to get to know my grandson. I don't know about you, but I'd be willing to bury the hatchet if it means being able to have our grandson back. If you don't go, you'll only drive him further away. Think about it." He gave her one last look before he turned and followed Naruto. Tsunade sighed and her eye twitched in anger as she watched him leave her behind.
"Damn pervert...Damn brat...Damn Uchihas..." She grumbled. A half minute of brooding later, she was out of the car following the two males. By the time she reached them the door was just opening and the female Uchiha was hugging her grandson. Her hand clenched into a fist at her side as a flash of jealousy went through her. She was so preoccupied with her thoughts that she didn't notice that Naruto was no longer in front of her, having already gone inside, nor did she notice the other woman had moved until she felt arms around her. 'What the hell?'
"It's been years. You both look wonderful!" Mikoto said as she hugged the woman, who tensed up at the action, like they were the best of friends. Raising one hand Tsunade half-heartedly patted the woman on the back.
"Thank you. So do you." she politely replied while plastering on a smile that felt more like a grimace.
Mikoto was on her way to hug Jiraiya as well. He looked only too eager to allow the contact. With a grin, he was about to walk forward, arms spread until he was stopped by a steel grip on his arm. He glanced at his wife and saw a glare that promised all kinds of pain later. So, with an uncomfortable sort of chuckle he stuck a hand out instead.
"You're looking bea-" Another elbow from Tsunade stopped the gushing he was about to roll into. "-good, as well." Mikoto took his hand and shook it with a warm smile.
"Thank you. I'm so happy you both could make it. Come inside and make yourselves at home." The Senjus followed her toward the sitting room. "Dinner should be ready soon."
Naruto heard Mikoto's voice from behind him. He'd left the other three behind as soon as Mikoto went to hug Tsunade. Itachi raised a brow at his lover, who walked in already looking stressed out. Naruto gave him a wan smile then shook his head and made a beeline for the bar. "I'm fine, but I need a drink." he muttered.
"Bad day Naruto?" Fugaku asked.
"I guess you could say that." he replied while he grabbed a shot glass and filled it with whiskey then drank it down quickly.
"So, what took you so long dobe?" Naruto glared over at his friend.
"None of your business teme."
"Boys, we are having guests. Do try to behave." Fugaku interrupted with a dangerous stare before they could get started. Both of them quieted.
"Well, here we are." Mikoto's voice trailed in. The voice was immediately followed by her stepping into the room with the couple in tow. Fugaku took one look at the couple and stood with a glare, forgetting all about the advice he had just given.
"Mikoto...what are they doing here?"
Naruto glanced at Itachi. The same thoughts were reflected in both their eyes. 'Here we go.'
On the other side, Sasuke and Hinata both leaned forward. Sasuke had a smirk that he didn't even bother to hide on his face. And while Hinata had enough sense to not so openly wear her desire to be entertained, it wasn't hard to see the amusement in her eyes. She did have the passing thought that maybe they should've brought popcorn because it looked like things were just about to get interesting.
Mikoto looked distinctly uncomfortable for a moment before recomposing herself and smiling brightly at her husband. "Jiraiya and Tsunade just came back from their trip. They're going to be staying from now on, so I thought it would be nice to invite them to dinner."
"Hn." He raised a brow.
"I'm sorry, but I forgot to tell you."
"Ah." Fugaku suddenly wished he had asked about the extra invitees this morning. It might have saved him from this. Mikoto grimaced...she knew her husband would react this way.
"I got so busy it slipped my mind...but I told Sasuke and Na-" The youngest Uchiha's eyes widened and he waved his hands to stop her.
"Wait...don't put my name into this like it's my fault."
"Sasuke knew?" Fugaku turned a glare at his youngest. "And you didn't say anything?"
"How was I supposed to know you didn't know?" Sasuke replied while silently cursing his mother for getting him stuck in the middle of this. He glance at his wife who quietly giggled next to him. She tried to hide her smile behind her hand but Sasuke saw it. Great...even his own wife was against him. He gave her a glare that promised revenge later. She just grinned wider.
"You know, it would be nice if you all didn't keep springing things on me like this. First Itachi, then Mikoto. You planning to spring something on me next Sasuke?"
"Father, I already told you...I assumed you knew." Sasuke answered blandly. "Itachi knew too." he added at the last moment. It was a bit childish of him, but anything to get the focus off of him so he could get back to enjoying his entertainment.
"So everyone knew but me?"
"I am sorry dear." Mikoto reiterated, trying to placate her husband.
"Actually, you know what? It's fine. We should be going anyway." Tsunade piped in, hoping to get out of dinner altogether. Naruto cleared his throat with an unsaid threat in his eyes. "...or not."
Mikoto gave the two an unsure smile and gestured for them to take a seat. "Don't mind us. Just a little misunderstanding. Make yourselves comfortable. Dinner will be ready soon."
Hinata smothered another giggle that was bubbling up. Mikoto was beginning to repeat herself. She could feel the uncomfortable tension and she almost felt ashamed to be enjoying it.
Sasuke was hoping for it to get a bit more uncomfortable for Itachi and Naruto. He knew it was mean of him, but in his mind the two deserved it for two weeks of pranks. Unfortunately, that wasn't happening...at least not yet.
With the current disaster averted, Mikoto took a seat next to her husband. Tsunade ended up taking the seat next to Itachi that had been vacated by Naruto. Jiraiya was left with the seat next to Hinata, whom he was only too happy to get comfortable with. He settled in and gave her a grin.
"Well, hello there beautiful. And who might you be?"
Naruto groaned and slapped a hand over his face. He couldn't believe this embarrassing figure was related to him. Sasuke turned to glare at the super pervert who had the nerve to flirt with his wife.
"My name is Hinata. I'm Sasuke's wife."
Jiraiya raised a brow at that. "Really?" He grinned perversely at the youngest Uchiha. "Well, my boy, you're quite the lucky man."
"Hn." Sasuke replied, still glaring. Then he deliberately wrapped an arm around his wife and pulled her closer to him and away from the pervert.
"Oh! Where are my manners?" Mikoto started and waved a hand in her sons' direction. "That's my youngest Sasuke...he was just out of diapers the last time you saw him."
"Mother!" Sasuke glared at her, a blush creeping up his face. Did she really have to be so blatantly honest?
"What? It's not like they don't know what it's like having babies. And that is my oldest, Itachi, of course."
"Oh yes, the Ice King. We've heard all about you." Tsunade frowned at him. "Even in other parts of the world females never seem to stop talking about you."
"Hn." Itachi replied disinterestedly. He didn't really care what women thought of him.
"But I've heard a rumor that you're not exactly a bachelor anymore. Is that true?" Jiraiya asked with a certain twinkle in his eye. Naruto glared at him.
Itachi was about to give some cryptic reply. Unfortunately, his mother beat him to it...and of course, she saw no need for subtlety.
"Oh yes, Itachi and Na-" Naruto's eyes went wide and he opened his mouth to say something...anything.
"Mother..." Itachi attempted to stop her.
"Dinner is served." Kagome stood at the door with a welcoming smile.
Sasuke cursed and gave the poor woman his most potent glare. Why did she have to show up right then?
Naruto let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.
Dinner was quite the awkward affair. There was the glaring match between Fugaku and Tsunade, Mikoto cheerily trying to play mediator, Sasuke and Hinata paying rapt attention like they were watching a soap opera and hoping for juiciness, Naruto and Itachi trying not to show any type of affection, and Jiraiya watching the two of them like hawks, hoping for any material he could use for his new book.
Naruto thought the whole thing was torture. This was worse than the first dinner he spent in the Uchihas' presence.
But that was only the beginning.
The other shoe dropped after dinner.
When the group had retired to the sitting area once again, Tsunade and Jiraiya took the love seat. Sasuke and Hinata were back on the couch. Fugaku was in one chair and Mikoto was in the other. Since that only left one place, Itachi and Naruto glanced at each other, and with a shrug Naruto sat on the floor and leaned against the couch. That left Itachi to sit next to Hinata.
And that is when all hell broke loose.
"Naruto dear, why are you on the floor?"
Itachi tried to keep his face blank. Naruto groaned quietly, cursing the woman who was like his mother for putting him in these awkward situations. Sasuke and Hinata both smirked at the question. If that woman came from the kitchen for any reason, Sasuke thought he just might kill her for interrupting. He'd been waiting all night for this. And, of course, he had to help fan the flames.
"Yes dobe...why aren't you sitting with Itachi?" Naruto glared at his soon to be ex best friend.
"Shut up teme!" He hissed. Sasuke only grinned in his direction. He felt the glare from Itachi, so he turned and gave him a smirk. Itachi's eyes narrowed in promise of pain, but Sasuke didn't care.
Tsunade raised a brow. "Why would Naruto be sitting with Itachi?"
"No reason. None at all." Naruto answered quickly.
"Mother, I'm sure Naruto is quite comfortable where he is." Itachi stated.
"Yes, I'm perfectly comfortable right here." Naruto agreed. "If I get uncomfortable though, I'll be perfectly happy to push the teme out of his seat." He hoped a diversion would throw them off. Unfortunately for him, it didn't work.
Mikoto laughed. "You're so funny Naruto. But really, you don't have to be so modest. It's not like we haven't seen you sit in his lap before." Naruto immediately turned red, completely mortified. Itachi was tempted to roll his eyes. If he was the type, he would've facepalmed. His mother was unknowingly making things worse, yet again. And there was nothing he could do to stop it now.
Sasuke was grinning like a cheshire cat. He was finally getting his fun at Naruto and Itachi's expense. There was a god!
Jiraiya grinned and pulled out his notebook and a pen, ready and waiting to take notes. Tsunade didn't even notice for she was too busy staring at her grandson like he'd grown a second head.
"Brat, what is she talking about."
Naruto ran a hand through his hair with a sigh and flicked his eyes toward smoky gray ones. He and Itachi communicated silently before he shifted back to the hazel ones across from him. "Look, it's no big deal. Can we talk about this later?"
"Oh no, we're going to talk about it right now. Why the hell would you be sitting on his lap?"
"Tsunade dear, calm down. It's perfectly normal. They've only been dating for almost three months now." Mikoto answered with a smile, not knowing the storm that was about to be unleashed because of it. Itachi and Naruto both groaned this time and the blond did exactly what Itachi wanted to do...he put his face in his hands.
Tsunade's hazel eyes glittered dangerously. "You've been what? Oh no...there is no way in HELL any grandson of mine is going to date an Uchiha."
Itachi fixed his glare on her. "Obviously you're a little late to stop it."
Naruto rolled his eyes. "Oh sure...now you want to act like a grandparent."
"I am one." She retorted with a scowl.
"Well you sure never acted like it." Fugaku muttered, but she heard him and jumped up, cracking her knuckles.
"Hey! How dare you!"
"Now hime, calm down." Jiraiya wrapped an arm around her and pulled her back down.
"Oh, I dare." Fugaku fixed her with an icy glare. "You call yourself a grandparent but you abandoned your only grandson when he needed you most. If you weren't so bitter about Minato and Kushina's wishes, he could've been right here with people who cared about him."
"That wasn't their wish!" She yelled and slammed a fist down on the armrest. "If it was, Minato would've put it in his will. He wanted Naruto with his family."
"Some family you turned out to be. Your habits were exactly what Minato and Kushina were afraid of. That's why we verbally agreed to their wish for us to be his guardians. They just didn't get a chance to change their will. But of course, you just had to go and prove them right didn't you?" Fugaku retorted.
Hinata, by now, was looking nervous at the turn of events. Sure she didn't mind a little payback to laugh about later, but things were beginning to get a bit too personal. Even Sasuke was starting to look a bit uncomfortable. He hadn't planned things to go this far.
Naruto stared at the pair, tensing more and more as they continued to bicker. This was exactly what he was afraid of. Itachi saw the blond tensing up and decided to screw propriety at this point and pulled Naruto on his lap, hoping to calm him down with a comforting touch.
Hinata saw the action and decided to take pity on the two of them and end this. It wasn't fun anymore. The last thing she wanted was for Naruto to get hurt. She cleared her throat. "So...Who's up for more dessert?"
Two heads whipped around to glare at her for the interruption. With an 'Eep!' she slid closer to her husband.
Naruto wearily rubbed his fingers against his temples. He was still trying to wrap his head around what he was hearing and he was seriously wishing he had never agreed to bring his grandparents anywhere near the Uchiha home. In a tired voice he pleaded, "Look, that was a long time ago. It's over. So can't we all just let go of the past and get along."
"NO!" Both Fugaku and Tsunade glared at each other. Without breaking eye contact, she then pointed at Naruto.
"And get the hell off of him. I won't allow this between you two."
Naruto felt his lover tense and just knew the man was glaring daggers. He clenched his fists in anger and stood up to give his supposed grandmother a piece of his mind...the second time in just a few days he snapped. "What do you mean you won't allow it? I'm a grown man. I make my own decisions. So you sure as hell can't tell me who to date."
"Come on hime, it's no big deal. In fact, I'm all for it. It would only make us richer." Jiraiya, much like Naruto earlier, tried to break the tension with some humor. Tsunade smacked him in the head.
"Idiot! This is not the time to be thinking about your perverted books!" Jiraiya rubbed his head and chuckled.
"Don't knock it babe. Those perverted books keep you wealthy."
Naruto glowered in his direction. "Ero-sennin, you even think of writing in that notebook, I'll take it and burn it." The man's eyes got big and he speedily hid his precious book away. He had years of important information stored in there...he couldn't lose that.
"I still don't approve of this." Tsunade tried to press her point.
"God! You just refuse to let this go. Don't you get it? I don't care what you think! And I sure as hell don't need your approval." Angry blue clashed with equally angry hazel. It was a stalemate. The silence was almost oppressive for a moment before the blonde woman finally stood with a huff.
"You know what? Fine...do what you want." She grabbed Jiraiya and hauled him up and pulled him along.
"Hey! What the...wait a minute woman!" The older man stumbled with flailing arms as she yanked him toward the doorway.
"Thank you for dinner Mikoto. We'll be taking our leave now." Mikoto, who had been trying to figure out exactly how things had taken such a turn for the worst, jumped up.
"Wait." Tsunade stopped in the doorway. "Don't leave...please. Look...I know that it was a risk inviting you here with so much animosity between us. But that's exactly why I did it. There is so much more at stake than just our personal feelings for each other. Naruto is the best thing that's happened to us in the last few months. He brought our family back together...he even makes my boys and my husband smile from time to time. The only others who could do that were Minato and Kushina. Naruto is so much like both of them and I'm grateful that he's in our lives. The last thing I want is for him to be torn between his real family and his extended one. This bitterness between us - over something that no longer matters - has gone on long enough. Can't we just put this all behind us?"
"Baa-chan, it's been twenty something years...hell, I've grown up and moved on. Why can't you? You're nothing but a hypocrite if you want me to accept you after the things you did to me, but you're not willing to mend fences with them? I'm not saying you have to get all huggy, join hands, and sing kumbaya. But can't you at least sit in the same room and be civil?"
"Well it's not like Fugaku here is all that willing." She muttered without turning around. Fugaku sighed. He'd been around long enough to know that in every negotiation, someone had to be willing to bend a little. Normally he stood firm and waited for the client to give in. But this time, for the sake of Naruto...and for his own, since he doubted Mikoto would let him sleep in the same room if he didn't...he would swallow his pride and be the one to give in.
"Naruto is right. Minato and Kushina are probably rolling in their graves right now at the way we've acted. They never wanted this...not for us, not for Naruto. They were your children. They were our best friends. I'm sure they thought we would be able to sit down together and work it out. Instead, we allowed pride to get in the way. And Naruto was the one who ended up - and still is - paying for it." Tsunade visibly tensed and clenched a fist at the words. She knew the man was right. But still, she didn't move. He stood and moved to the doorway and placed a hand on her shoulder for a moment before dropping his hand. "I apologize for the way I reacted...I didn't know you were the guests my wife invited so I was surprised. Of course, it's no excuse for not being a good host. Besides, as Naruto said, it's been over twenty years. Perhaps it's time we leave the past behind. I'm willing to try for his sake."
Itachi and Sasuke blinked, unable to hide their shock that their father would be willing to swallow his pride so easily. It was so unlike him. They'd seen him in negotiations more than enough times to know he never conceded. Mikoto stood beside him smiling proudly, yet anxiously, as she waited to see what Tsunade would do.
The blonde woman finally turned back around. Naruto was surprised to see tears in her eyes. "You're right..." she replied. "You're absolutely right. Minato...he never wanted this. He loved us all too much." Jiraiya wrapped an arm around his wife. She leaned into him with a sad smile on her face. After a beat, she held out a hand. "I guess if you're willing to try, then so can I. Truce?"
"Hn." Fugaku nodded with a slight smile of his own and took the hand and shook it. "Truce."
Naruto breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe he could enjoy what was left of the evening."Thank god!"
"But I still don't know about this relationship between Naruto and your son."
Naruto and Itachi glared at the woman and Itachi wrapped his arms around his lover possessively - his way of showing he wasn't about to let him go.
"Listen you old hag-"
"But hime! It's great material."
Tsunade smacked him. "Idiot!"
"Pervert! You are not writing about my love life!"
"I don't know...I think it would be kind of nice."
"Mikoto!" "Mother!" came a chorus of voices.
Sasuke chuckled and Hinata giggled as the atmosphere lightened. Even Naruto smiled.
The Senjus and Uchihas might not ever grow to be as close as they were before...but it was a start.