Broken

Chapter 27: Love and Pain

The next morning, Naruto woke up to the aroma of breakfast cooking but laid in bed anyway. He was comfortable in one of Itachi's T-shirts that he stole from the Uchiha's drawers. Sighing to himself, Naruto stretched with the blankets pulling away, exposing his bare feet.

Staring at his tanned feet, he remembered what happened last night. They made love for the first time in their relationship and forgave Sasuke for what he did. He was easy to forgive and give people second chances. Blinking the azure eyes, Naruto rolled over and laid on his stomach, staring at the clock on his love's side.

Hearing the door open and the dull sound of Itachi's feet hitting the carpet, his eyes shut.

"Naru, time to get up. Breakfast is ready." Itachi whispered, his lips fluttering pass his lover's ear. Shaking him lightly, Itachi watched the blond stir before standing up again.

"I don't really want to get up." Naruto complained as he rolled over, opening his eyes.

Smiling, the older man rubbed his lover's side before leaning down and kissing him. "I know but its French toast. There's a grocery list laying on the counter so if you need anything just write it down."

Nodding, the Uzumaki sat up and stretched once more, feeling the ebony eyed gaze on him. Smirking, he tossed the covers off and walked out of the room with the shirt raised up so he could scratch his stomach.

"Did you sleep well?" Itachi questioned, holding the door open for the blond. Walking toward the stove, he flipped some of the bread while some went onto a plate.

"Fine until I woke up. I think last night exhausted me." Naruto stated, watching his Uchiha lover. He noticed the jet black eyes softening at the mentioning of their intimate moment together. Strolling over, he enfolded his arms around the narrow hips of his lover, hugging him tenderly.

"But it was good. Right?" Itachi asked. He wasn't the one to rate his love making but he just wanted to know so he could change anything so Naruto would enjoy it. Looking over his shoulder – his sight slightly blurring – he waited for Naruto's answer.

"It was amazing." Naruto replied before grabbing a couple of plates and putting one on the counter. Grabbing a couple of slices, he placed some butter on it, then drowning it in syrup. Noticing the list, the blond stopped what he was doing and read through it. Looking at the ceiling, he knew there was something they needed.

Figuring it out, he put it down on the list before turning toward his food, seeing some of it gone already. "Ita!"

"What? I made it so I get to sample it." Itachi retorted with a full mouth, something that he normally didn't do.

Pouting, Naruto grabbed the fork that was in the pale hand and started to eat what was left of it. He should have seen that coming but didn't. Something made something pop into his mind that made him stare at his Uchiha. "When are we going to bring Kyuubi and Ichijo home?"

"I don't know. Today if I get back in time." Itachi answered while looking up from his cooking to stare at the blond.

Nodding, Naruto went back to his breakfast. Once done with what was on the plate, he grabbed a couple more and saw Itachi done with the others. With his mouth full of French toast, Naruto followed Itachi out into the dining room to see some of the chairs still.

"Do we need anything else?" Itachi asked as he looked over the list then stuck it into his pocket.

Shaking his head, Naruto took another bite then looked at the room. They'll have to decorate it a bit. Turning his attention back to the older Uchiha brother, he noticed that he was dressed and not in his pajamas.