Chapter 7 -Brother?! 🤨

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"...Aw shit." And with that Kyuubi ran out of the classroom. He thought it was odd that Itachi hadn't followed him to class like he usually did. Normally that would be a good thing, but now that Kyuubi knew more about Naruto and Sasuke's relationship...

"Itachi if you do ANYTHING to my brother you're DEAD!"

Ever since their mom died he felt protective of his little brother. He really cared about him...maybe more than brothers should. You know, the ANNOYING overly protective type of older brother. And he would in fact kill if it meant protecting him.

Sasuke sighed as all the girls were going over him and his brother. Seriously, they were like chick magnets.

"Itachi, don't you have a class?"

"Class can wait." Itachi smiled. "I wanna meet Naruto."

"...I don't think he wants to see you..."
Sasuke wasn't very religious but he prayed to God that he wouldn't bump into Naruto.

"Oi! Sasuke!" Fuck. Sasuke turned and saw Naruto run his way. "What's up with all these girls?" Sasuke began walking away from him pretending he didn't know him. "Wha-!? Sasuke! Wait up!"

"Is that not Naruto?" Itachi asked as he followed him.

"No, never met him in my life."
"The hell Sasuke!" Naruto yelled "It's me! Naruto! Your friend, remember!"

Sasuke face palmed himself as he stopped. Naruto...you idiot. Naruto had caught up to them.

"Are you ignoring me because of what happened yesterday?"
Sasuke blushed and the girls went wild. Itachi raised a brow.

"Yesterday?"
"Don't ask!" Sasuke yelled at him before facing Naruto. "You should run."

Naruto tilted his head in confusion. "Why?"
"Naruto right?" Itachi took Naruto's hand and kissed it. The girls exploded in unison of squeals "My name is Itachi, I am Sasuke's older brother. It's nice to have finally met you."

Naruto's eyes grew wide from fear. "Kyuubi!" Naruto yelled. And within seconds Kyuubi pushed Itachi away from Naruto and got in between them.

"Itachi!" Kyuubi hissed.

"Kyuubi." Itachi smiled. "How nice to see you."

"Piss off!"

The girls were totally loving every moment of this. Something about two hot guys fighting with each other was exciting (don't ask, it's a girl thing).

"Aw but that's not nice. I just wanted to talk to Naruto a little."

"Bout what?" Naruto asked.

"Who cares!" Kyuubi growled.

Itachi pulled something out of his backpack.

"I wanted to make a deal, that's all."

"A deal?"
"Naruto, don't do anything with this nut case!"

"This here is something I wrote about me and your brother." Everything grew silent. Itachi smirked. That got everyone's attention. "Since I can't seem to convince Kyuubi to date me, I wrote little stories about what it would be like."
"You sick bastard."

Itachi ignored Kyuubi's comment.

"After reading your little article in the paper from a few days ago...I feel inspired to publish it."
"Don't you dare blame my brother!"
"Uh..." everyone was now looking at Naruto "Could you like...not do that? Please?"

"Hm, no. Unless..."
"Unless?"

"You continue writing your publishing's."
Naruto blushed. B-back to yaoi writing? NOOOOOO!

"And-" Itachi continued. "Could you make the seme...blond?"

Naruto's face exploded red. The girls were cheering.

"You really REALLY sick bastard!" Kyuubi yelled at Itachi. "You're seriously trying to make my brother gay by making him write yaoi 'bout him and your brother!? THAT'S SICK!"

"Well...it's either that or my work..."

"We want to read it Itachi!" girls squealed. Itachi smirked.

"If it's Naruto's it has to be really good since everyone here seems to want to read mine." Itachi turned around and started walking to class. "You have this weekend to

work on it and send it in by Monday!"

"Itachi!" Kyuubi started charging after him ready to beat the ever-living crap out of him. Itachi ran. "Get your sorry ass back here!" The girls followed.

"...Naruto?" Sasuke asked cautiously. But Naruto was gone. Far gone.

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