I wasn't planning to write another chapter to this, but FallenAngelFromAbove lit a fire under my butt and helped inspire the tail end of this chapter. Also, another huge thanks to operagirl76, who edited this story for me!
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Itachi sighed, watching his brother pacing back and forth in front of them. Naruto was curled against his side, bright red in embarrassment. Sasuke had quite profusely insisted that they have a little discussion. That hadn't pleased Itachi; his Sunshine needed to be home my eleven, and before Sasuke had burst in, they had two hours to sleep a little and then shower. Sasuke hadn't said anything for twenty minutes, and Itachi's patience was wearing thin.
"Otouto," he begin listlessly. Sasuke rounded on him.
"Don't talk to me!" he exclaimed, slightly hysterical. "You – you fucked my best friend!"
"I did not fuck him, I made love to him," Itachi corrected. Naruto smiled, but Sasuke shuddered.
"I don't even know you anymore!" he hissed. "Since when have you ever made love to anyone, bastard?"
Itachi sighed and spoke slowly, as though explaining something to a toddler. "I've never been in love before. Now I am. Is this honestly a conversation you want to have now, Sasuke?" He gestured to Naruto, who wore only Itachi's shirt, and then to himself, clad only in his boxers. "Naruto and I need a shower, and we are tired."
"I – but he – in love – my best friend!" he finished, finally feeling he got his point across.
"Yes, Naruto is your best friend," Itachi said. "And he is my boyfriend."
"You're my brother!"
"That's a very astute observation, otouto."
Sasuke spluttered at him as Naruto giggled, sliding up closer to the eldest Uchiha. Itachi smirked and leaned down to press their lips together. Sasuke stared for a moment, his eye twitching, before he threw a pillow at them to break up the PDA.
Itachi was getting fed up with his little brother. He wanted his shower with his Sunshine, damn it, and Sasuke was only preventing that. And Naruto was pressing himself up against his side, sighing softly, pressing kisses to his neck, which was very distracting. He stood, pulled Naruto up with him, and gave Sasuke one more look from down his nose.
"If you'll excuse us," he said primly. He slid an arm around Naruto's waist and made to lead the way out. Sasuke grabbed his arm, though, preventing him.
"I don't think we were done!"
Itachi sighed, rubbing his temple. He leaned and kissed Naruto's forehead. "Go upstairs, Sunshine, I'll be right there." Naruto smiled at him and limped out of the room. Itachi watched him until he was out the door, and then turned to his brother.
"You may angst now, otouto."
Sasuke's face colored slightly. "I'm not angsting!" he hissed. He ran a hand through his hair, and then scowled. "Itachi, I've always known you were a bastard, but seriously? Naruto?" Itachi merely raised an eyebrow and Sasuke continued, "Naruto, he's – he's not like other guys you've fucked, Itachi. He has feelings; he's sensitive; he's emotional. He isn't going to take it very well when you get bored with him and go off to find a new toy! He's been my best friend for years, and I'm not going to let you do that to him!"
He stopped short, drew in a breath, and nodded. Itachi sighed quietly.
"Are you done?" he asked coldly. Sasuke scowled. "Very well. First of all, I am aware that Naruto is different; I enjoy that about him very much. Secondly, I am not going to get bored of him. Ever. If you even so much as suggest the notion again, I will change your gender for you. I am... quite enamored with Naruto; I won't be letting him go. Now, is there anything else you would like to complain about? I need a shower, otouto."
Sasuke glowered, but the look was weak. He may have been an Uchiha, but Itachi was fucking scary.
"Very good," Itachi said. He adjusted the waistband of his boxers. "Now, as I said before, Sunshine and I are in need of a shower, and perhaps a short nap."
He turned and strode from the room without another word. He understood how Sasuke felt, to an extent. But after two months of him and Naruto dating, he had assumed Sasuke would be able to handle the situation. Obviously, he wasn't; how disgraceful for an Uchiha.
He returned to his room to find Naruto sprawled across the bed. For a moment, the raven thought he was asleep, but then the blond popped up and smiled at him. Itachi returned it, however little the gesture was, and crossed to the bed.
"Hello, Little One," he murmured, running a hand through Naruto's hair. "I wasn't counting on Sasuke's little interruption, but there is still ample time for us to... shower."
Naruto's cheeks turned pink. "I-Itachi, I'm sore..."
Itachi chuckled, standing and pulling Naruto up into his arms. He held the younger man bridal style as they crossed to the bathroom.
"Don't worry, I'll give you aspirin."
The blond groaned a little and buried his face in Itachi's chest, closing his eyes. He felt his lover set him down on the counter, and then something was being pressed into his hand. He opened his eyes again: a glass of water. Itachi pressed two pills against his lips, and Naruto parted them. He swallowed the pills quickly and set the glass down.
"I think I'm too tired to stand up," he said conversationally, wrapping his arms around Itachi's neck. "You might have to... hold onto me while we shower."
Itachi smirked. "I think I can manage that."
He crossed to the large shower and turned the water on. He let it warm up, and then prowled back to Naruto with a predatory gleam in his eyes. He placed his hands on either side of his boyfriend and pressed their lips together. Naruto moaned. He positively melted against Itachi, sliding his arms around Itachi's neck once more. He was sore... but Itachi would take care of him.
The raven's cool hands tugged Naruto's shirt over his head (though really, it was Itachi's shirt), and he tossed it casually to the floor. His hands slid over the newly exposed flesh, taking in the smooth feel with relish. He hoisted Naruto up, encouraged the blond to slid his legs around Itachi's waist, and moved them over to the shower.
Naruto was nibbling on his neck the entire time, making the journey rather difficult. They finally made it, and Itachi celebrated by pressing Naruto against the cool tile wall and grinding against him. He smirked at the noises his Sunshine made, all the light mewls and moans. He was too sexy for his own good.
Naruto bucked back against Itachi, running his hands through the soft raven hair. He loved Itachi's hair: it was silky and long, and it gave him some purchase when Itachi was fucking him.
Itachi gripped Naruto's hip with one hand and reached for a bottle of body wash with the other. He spread the substance over his hand and slowly rubbed Naruto's chest. His fingers brushed across one of the blond's nipples and Naruto moaned, arching his back. Itachi knew he'd never get tired of the sight, or the sound, of Naruto in the throes of passion.
"W-we don't have a lot of time," Naruto panted. "Please, 'Tachi, please, just..."
"Just what?" Itachi asked, cocking an eyebrow smoothly. His hand slid down and grasped Naruto's cock, stroking him slowly. "Just this?"
Naruto groaned in response. He tossed his head from side to side, moaning as he thrust into Itachi's hand. The raven kept a languid pace, which of course irritated the blond to no end. He wanted it faster, harder – he wanted Itachi to fuck him again.
"Please, 'Tachi," Naruto repeated, panting more. He ran a hand down Itachi's firm chest, then gripped Itachi's cock. The raven's breath hitched, his pace faltering slightly, but his smirk stayed in place.
"Mm, is that what you want, Sunshine?" he asked lowly. "Do you want my cock again, Naruto?"
Naruto shivered and burned red bright at the dirty words. He still wasn't sure about the dirty talk – it made him feel so hot, but so embarrassed at the same time. He hid his face against the crook of Itachi's neck and nodded, never pausing in his stroking.
"What's that, Naru?" Itachi taunted. He removed his hand from Naruto's arousal, making the blond whine. "I can't hear you, Sunshine."
"Y-yes, please, Itachi," Naruto whimpered. "I – I want your cock..."
Itachi's smirk broadened. "Good boy," he whispered. He leaned past Naruto and grabbed a bottle of shower gel from the shelf. He lathered his fingers in it and slid two straight into Naruto's hole. The blond whimpered at the initial sting, since he was still a little sore, but soon he was thrusting down on the fingers. He moaned with his head thrown back, not caring in the slightest about the water pouring over his face. Itachi groaned; seeing Naruto all slick and covered in water like this was even better than it was in his dreams.
Itachi didn't take long to stretch Naruto, as they'd just finished up with having sex. But since he had also just lost his virginity, Itachi wanted to still be careful. Once he got into a routine of daily fuckings of Naruto... then they could work with rough play.
"You're so sexy, Naruto," Itachi growled. He rubbed a little more gel into his hand and gave a few quick tugs to his cock to coat it. "You want this, don't you?"
Naruto merely moaned in reply. He thrust down towards Itachi's cock, mewling when he felt the slick organ slid between his cheeks. He did want it, so badly. Sure, sex had hurt at first, a lot... but it was growing on him.
"Please, Itachi," he whimpered. "Please, please-!"
With a smirk, Itachi slid home. In a few quick, solid thrusts, he was back inside his Sunshine. Naruto groaned, his back arching beautifully against the slippery tiles. Itachi only waited a short moment before beginning to move, not that there were any protests from his boyfriend. No, Naruto was encouraging more, faster, harder, Itachi-! and who was Itachi to deny his blond?
Neither of them was going to last long. Naruto was so sore, still tired from his first time with the raven. Itachi, on the other hand, simply was so overwhelmed by the sight of Naruto dripping wet. God, he had a sexy little uke. And he was going to make damn sure that no one ever took the blond from him.
Itachi growled at the thought. He buried his face in Naruto's neck and sped up his thrusts. He wanted Naruto limping; he wanted Naruto to go back to school and for everyone to see that he was indefinitely taken.
Naruto wailed as he clutched Itachi's shoulders tightly, rolling his hips down to meet the raven's. He tried to sneak a hand between their slick bodies to stroke himself, but Itachi beat him to it. He wrapped a hand around Naruto's length and managed a few quick pumps before Naruto was coming again.
The blond's eyes rolled back and his mouth fell open in a silent scream as he came; Itachi was sure he'd never seen anything as breathtaking as Naruto coming. The image, coupled with several more thrusts into Naruto's pliant, hot body, likewise sent Itachi over the edge.
They clung to each other in the aftermath, panting. Itachi moved first. He held Naruto up and washed his Sunshine's golden locks, and his tanned body. Naruto mumbled sleepily as he did. Itachi couldn't make everything out, but he did catch a few "Itachi"s and "feels nice" a few times. Once Itachi finished with his blond, he quickly cleaned himself up as well, then shut off the water.
He kept an arm around Naruto's waist as he guided them from the shower. Naruto was practically asleep against the raven's side. Itachi carefully patted both of them dry with a towel, and then led the way back to the living room.
"Hm...," Itachi murmured. "There is still a little time for a short nap, Naruto. Would you like that?"
"Sleepy," Naruto mumbled back. Itachi chuckled. He and Naruto crossed to the bed and laid down. The blond immediately curled against Itachi's chest and was out like a light. The raven wrapped his arms around his Sunshine and ran his fingers through Naruto's silky locks.
It didn't matter to Itachi if Sasuke approved or not. As long as he had his Sunshine, and as long as they were happy, that was all that mattered to Itachi.
Itachi was seriously reconsidering his philosophy of "as long as he had his Sunshine, no one else mattered." At the time, after Sasuke's little temper tantrum, that had sounded wonderful. But now, sending a limping, half asleep, and disheveled Naruto stumbling back into his house to his guardians, Itachi was, admittedly, a little worried... Especially when the door was opened before Naruto even made it up the front steps.
Iruka pulled in the sleepy blond while his lover, fixing Itachi with a death glare, motioned for him to come inside.
With a sigh, Itachi complied. He carefully climbed from his car and followed the path of his Sunshine. Iruka fixed him with a steady glare as he entered the little house. He caught sight of Naruto beginning to trudge up the stairs; however, Iruka stopped him and redirected him into the living room.
With a whine, Naruto complied. Itachi caught up to the blond and placed a hand on his back to guide him. The two entered the living room, where Kakashi was waiting. He was frowning a little, but when he caught sight of Naruto, a little grin spread across his face.
"Is this what you were so upset about, Iruka?" he asked with a laugh. Itachi paused; Naruto took the opportunity to lean up against the raven's warm chest.
"He's limping!" Iruka replied angrily. Kakashi chuckled. The silver-haired man stood and crossed to his partner, wrapping his arms around the smaller man.
"'Ruka, how many times have I sent you to work like that?" he asked in a murmur. Iruka's face turned bright red; Itachi felt his eye twitch, wishing for nothing more than to be able to cut off his ears; and Naruto hid his face in Itachi's chest, mumbling something about "parent sex."
Kakashi merely continued to chortle. "Oh, don't be such a prude, Iruka," he said. He winked at Itachi. "Put him to bed for us, ne? I don't think he'll stay standing for much longer."
With a swift nod, Itachi was quick to scoop up the blond and head upstairs. Iruka and Kakashi were starting to get a little too cozy; he needed to get away from that. So he carried Naruto up to his bedroom and laid him down. He peeled off Naruto's shoes, jackets, shirt, and jeans, put them in their appropriate places. With that done, he crossed back over to Naruto's bed and pulled the blankets up around the blond. His little uke smiled sleepily up at him.
"Wish you didn't have to leave," he said with a yawn. Itachi ran a hand through his bright yellow locks.
"As do I, Little One," he murmured back. "Don't worry, I'll see you tomorrow."
"I love you, too, Naruto," Itachi replied softly, letting a rare smile grace his features. But Naruto was already asleep.
He returned downstairs, intent on saying goodbye to Sunshine's guardians to make a good impression, but they were a little... busy on the couch. Itachi quickly let himself out. That was something he didn't want to think about, let alone witness.
He jogged out to his car, slid inside, and started the engine. He paused; a movement outside caught his eye. He glanced out the windshield and looked back at the house. There was his Sunshine, blanket wrapped around his shoulders, watching him from the second floor window. He smiled brightly, though groggily, and waved. Itachi gave a small wave back. He started the car, but made no move to leave yet. For a minute, the couple just looked at each other. Then Itachi motioned for Naruto to return to bed. With one last little smile, the blond complied. Itachi smiled, too.
Operation: Sunshine was complete.
The end! At least, for now. Thanks for reading and please review :)