Tweak it To Your Interest

Summary: No matter how many times you want to believe the veracity of the crap people say, misconception and betrayal consumes the mind.

Chapter 1

No matter how many times you want to believe the veracity of the crap people, say misconception and betrayal consumes the mind.

The thing about most people is that they base their entire life on puerile fallacies of their peers. They are so willing to believe a lie, but so indecisive when it comes to facing the truth, all because they hate feeling uncomfortable. They think if they can fabricate smile and say 'Fuck it.' , everything would be okay.

Wrong.

But they could do what they wanted. I didn't care.

I was a nineteen year-old individual. I had my own decent part-time job, a house close to the family mansion and plenty of money in the bank I didn't let petty things like emotions and bad judgment get in the way of my priorities.

My girlfriend lived with my brother in the family mansion. Her parents were friends of my own, and when they were killed in an airplane crash, she was left with us. I'm not saying it like it was a bad thing. I was grateful having Sakura over. Very, very grateful. Everything about Sakura screamed thank you, and I made sure nothing would change that.

Sakura was about Sasuke's age, a few months younger, and had blossomed into a beautiful girl. She was about 5 foot 7 inches and had a deliciously curvy body she didn't mind showing off. Her natural pink hair was layered so it resembled some punk-ish, emo, scene, whatever kids called it. The emerald orbs she called eyes was something I could stare at for hours on end.

For personal reasons, Sakura resulted in being the rebellious one. If she slept in class, it was because she wanted to, and if she didn't turn in her homework, it was because she didn't think it was hard enough.

That was just how she was.

The age difference between Sakura and I had its advantages and disadvantages. For one, if Sakura picked a fight and sent someone to the hospital, they would legally call me. Of course, this has happened, and of course, I didn't care. 'She started it.' She would say, and that was that. My idea of a lesson is completely different from most you would say…

We've had sex before, plenty of times. The first was when she was fourteen and I was seventeen. She'd walked on me in the shower, and things went on from there. Sasuke wasn't home as usual for he was spending needed time at his boyfriend's house, so we had the house to ourselves. The one thing that dampened our relationship was that we couldn't display much affection in public. Yes, she was mature for her age, but legally, I was her guardian.

Sakura was a goth. Punk. Emo. Whatever you wanted to call it. She dressed the part, but didn't let the part dress her. She never wore thick black lipstick or, or dye her hair black or even worship the devil. She was an almost normal girl living an almost normal life.

Almost.

Having a gay brother was probably the most exciting thing that ever happened to me. By looking at Sasuke, you would've never noticed. Sasuke had obsidian eyes and spiky rave hair. When his emotions were at his strongest, his eyes turned red, as did mine. He didn't walk or talk fag, and he still managed to win the hearts of every girl who looked in his direction. Unfortunately for the ladies, Sasuke was probably as straight as a circle. He only had a taste for the male species, and one in particular.

His name was Naruto Uzumaki.

He was the complete opposite of Sasuke, being as outgoing and loud as he was. He had spiky blonde hair, cerulean eyes and whiskers tattooed on his face. Or at least I thought they were tattooed. They could easily resemble birthmarks. Naruto had seven piercings all together. Three in each ear and one in his eyebrow. Down to his bellybutton, he had an impressive spiral with kanji symbols around it. I believe it took forever to get the ink done, but it turned out to be very unique. I girl could easily fall for him, but then again, so could a guy.

As much as Sasuke hated me for it, I made fun of his sexuality. I meant nothing by it, and he knew it. Like now, I was sitting in front of the TV with a sleeping Sakura in my lap. Sasuke was sitting on the loveseat, whispering to Naruto. I had a gut feeling it would be another day when Naruto stayed over. As I flipped through the channels, I settled on HBO and decided to watch True Blood re-runs.

I heard Sasuke scoff as he watched a couple have sex. He wasn't interested of course.

"Sasuke, I will never understand why refuse to acknowledge the female species. Every aspect of them is beautiful." I said smirking, motioning to Sakura. Sasuke shrugged.

"They're annoying and have too many issues for me to deal with. I prefer people like Naruto. Perfect." And then Sasuke and Naruto made out. In front of me, like I wasn't even there. I rolled my eyes and as if on cue, Sakura awoke.

"Huh?" she whispered. She glanced at Sasuke and Naruto, who was three seconds from taking their clothes off, and sighed. "Oh," she said in realization. Her eyes drifted towards the TV screen, then back to me.

"Are you going home?" she asked sweetly.

"Only if you want me to." Sakura smiled and kissed my neck. Her lips made her way to my ear and she breathed. Her scent was amazing all by itself. Strawberries and cherries.

"Of course not. I have my reasons for keeping you captive tonight."

"Is that so?" I smirked.

"Oh yeah." She sighed once more and glanced at the TV. Loud moans and screams were filling the room, and attracted everyone's attention.

"Exactly my point Itachi. How can you stand those loud annoying noises? It's like she's giving birth or something." Sasuke scoffed again.

"On the contraire 'mon cher', I do not sound like that. That's just some stupid television attempt at sex. If you look close enough, you can see he isn't really fucking her." Sakura pointed out with pride. "But you know Ita-kun," she was whispering again. "This show is pretty damn suggestive."

I looked at the screen. A skanky redhead was tied up while her boyfriend screwed her from behind. She said it herself that she 'liked it rough'.

"I'm pretty sure you can control yourself."

"How do you know that. We already know what happens if I get too…excited. And it only happens when I'm around you." That was my cue. I stood up and grabbed Sakura's hand as we walked to her bedroom.

"Oi Itachi, Naruto is staying over!" Sasuke called after me, not trying to hide the disgust in his tone. He truly hated women.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever." I called back, completely shaking him off. As Sakura walked in front of me, I took in her appearance. She wore only a long T-shirt and fuzzy black slippers. Her hair was pulled back in a messy ponytail and her lip-gloss was smudged from when we kissed earlier. She still managed to look beautiful. When we reached her room, which was painted red with black and gold accessories, she quickly stopped me from throwing her on the bed.

"Slow down Ita. We have plenty of time. First, I wanna show you somethin'." Sakura ran to her closet and pulled something out of it. It was a black, lacy petticoat dress with pink satin bows at the bottom frills. It was strapless and elastic, which meant it would stick to her body.

"Well? Whaddya think?"

"Is it yours?"

"Of course it is silly!" she laughed and hung it up on the edge of her door. "Sexy, isn't it? It's for the Halloween party Ino is hosting next weekend."

I smiled. "It looks amazing. I'm jealous of course. Because I can't see you in it first."

"Who said that? I'll gladly show you what it looks like." After those words escaped her mouth, she blushed.

"What do you have under there, huh?" I asked, placing my hands on her waist.

"Ah, well…" she blushed again. "Do you wanna see it or not?"

"Later. Right now I want to pleasure you." She grinned and kissed me quickly.

"Okay, so I'm going to ask a serious question." I nodded and told her to continue. "What would you do if I got pregnant Ita?"

My eyes widened slightly in surprise. "What? A-Are you?"

"No, no, I'm just curious."

"Well, I would spoil the kid rotten and take care of both of you. That's a promise." I felt Sakura smile in the hug. "What made you ask that anyway? We haven't had sex in weeks."

"I know. Health class got me thinking." I eyed her, and frowned when she did.

"What?" she asked.

"Huh?" I snapped out of my stupor.

"You were staring at me weird."

"I was?"

"Yeah, you were." I smirked.

"Well whose fault is that?"

"Not mine. Besides, you're probably mega horny right now, so I should fix that."

"That's what I'm talking about." I nibbled on her ear and she giggled.

"Hm… I was right. I even went the extra mile and bought some new lingerie. It's very nice, and it matches my outfit."

I gently placed her on the bed and kissed her softly.

"Itachi?"

"Hm?"

"After this, we can't have sex for a while."

I shrugged. "Okay. That's fine with me." I knew she had her specific reasons, and I didn't mind her choices.

"I just want to be safer. And I have to make it through P.E. alive. You're killing me you know."

"Shh…" I brought my hands back down and lifted her T-Shirt over her head. I grabbed her wrists and pulled them away from her. I aimed straight for her neck, her sensitive spot. I kissed and nipped her bare flesh as goose bumps rose on her creamy skin. She shivered and stopped me.

"Ita-kun?"

"Yes."

"I love you."

"I love you too Kitten."

The thing about Sakura was, was that she knew I loved her with all my heart. She held much power in her hands, for if she ever decided to leave me, I would not be able to function. She could easily break me.

Just.

Like.

That.

:.:.:.:

Joy. Joy to the flippin' world. Itachi left earlier in the morning and set my clock for 5 a.m. I was so tired and I wished school didn't start at six in the morning. Did it matter what time you started at? As long as you finished. I got in and out of the shower as slow as I could. The lights in the bathroom gave me a headache and my eyes hadn't quite adjusted. Clothes wise, I settled for a black T-shirt with my favorite Invader Zim character, Gir, on it in neon colors. I wore awesome black skinny jeans with zebra stripes. I settled for my black Converse and threw my hair in a ponytail.

"Sakura, I'm gone." Sasuke knocked at my door. Of course he was. He was always out early so he could get some alone time with Naruto.

"Alright. See you later." I sighed in reply. I threw my checkered Dickies bag on my shoulder and left my room. Sasuke left me a Pop-tart on the counter, and I inwardly thanked him for that. At least it was Friday, the quickest day of the week. I went outside to find the driveway empty.

"Shit." I'd remembered my car was in the shop. Sasuke was already gone and I was running late. I sure as hell couldn't walk either. I pulled out my cell phone and jammed Ino's number.

'Hello?'

'Ino? Hey, it's Sakura. I kinda need a ride. Can you pick me up?'

'Yeah. Be there in a sec.'

I hung up and sat on the curb in front of the mansion gate, waiting.

I've loved Itachi for as long as I could remember. When I was a child, I looked up to him as a brother, but when I grew older, things escalated from there. I grew up with him and Sasuke, Sasuke being the same age as I was. I actually used to have a major infatuation with Sasuke, but when he told everyone he was gay, it became and obvious rejection. Sasuke and I ended up competing about anything and everything, which involved Itachi and Naruto. I loved Naruto too, and I believed that Naruto's softness would even out Sasuke's rough edges. They brought out the best in each other.

As for me, I never really got along with people. I stuck to my four friends and kept it at that. It's not that I don't like people, it's that they don't like me. There was, of course, a couple of people who discriminated against me. Yeah, I acted different. Yeah, I dressed different, but that was hardly a reason to discriminate against me. But they did.

I was a tad excited to get to school today because we had our extra classes instead of our academic ones. Then, I could see Gaara.

He was the hot new kid from the Sahara. He was punk, quiet and harsh to bitches. We've been pretty good friends since he moved, but don't get me wrong. Itachi was my main man.

I sighed in relief as Ino's Benz pulled into the driveway.

"Thanks Ino." I praised as I hopped in the Convertible.

"You're welcome. What's up?" she grinned.

"Nothing. Enjoying the many wonders of life." I laughed. Ino's eyes narrowed.

"Itachi. It has to be. Well I had a marvelous time last night. I met this guy and bam! things went on from there." I rolled my eyes. Ino was one of my best friends. She was also, what some people would call, a whore. She slept around and didn't manage to keep a boyfriend longer than a few weeks. She knew that, we knew that. She didn't care though and didn't mind if I joked around about it.

"I thought you said you weren't going to be whoring around for a while."

"I did! I swear. But…you know. I was drinking…"

"Ah, makes since. What about Sai. You're breaking him." Ino sighed loudly.

"I know. But…I love him. Really. It's just…sometimes I need more. You know?"

"Is it really hard to say no to a guy?" I smiled.

"Yes! Or at least for me it is!" Ino pulled into a parking space at the school.

"Aaw don't worry babe." I leaned over and hugged her. "That's what I'm for." We had about twenty minutes to kill and I decided we would have a little fun

"Ready to kick some ass?" Ino locked her doors and went to my side.

"Like every day." In front of us was Karin, the bitchiest girl in the school. She pushed around just about anyone, and wasn't afraid to let everyone in the whole freaking world know she ruled the school.

Or at least, it was that way until I changed that. She had the nerve to check my friends and me and I set things straight right then and there. Of course, she never backed off, so we settled for being enemies. I scoffed at Karin's clothing, or lack there of. She was dressed in a bright yellow spaghetti strapped shirt and short shorts. Her toes were painted yellow as well, and she wore—what she considered—sexy 2-inch heels. If she didn't carry her book bag at her side, you never would've guessed the chick was going to school.

"Yo, Karin!" I called after her. Ino giggled. Karin spun around, rolled her eyes and flicked me off. "Ooh, it hurts." I clutched my heart and faked a hurt expression.

"I know why she's pissed."

"Why?" I asked Ino.

Ino stopped walking and whispered in my ear. "She asked Gaara out and he totally rejected her." Ino giggled again, tugging at her white shorts. She looked cute in her soft pink shirt as well. Totally not my style, but Ino rocked it. I ran to catch up with Karin and put my arm around her shoulder. She shot me a glare.

"Leave me the fuck alone." She wrenched away from me.

"Aaw is someone sad she got discarded? I'm sure there are plenty of guys willing to fuck you."

"Yeah well I could say the same for you and your little friend. She's slept with so many guys, it's no telling how many diseases she has." Ino scoffed and moved closer to Karin, kick-ass written all over her face.

"Hold on, it's too early for that." I turned back to Karin and sighed. "Don't worry. If I were you, I would waste my time talking about other people too. It's only because you want to make your own sorry ass feel better." I tapped her cheek and smiled. "Later."

See? That's how I was. If you ask anyone else out of Karin's social circle what they thought of me, they would say I was the nicest girl in the world. Karin's friends and my friends just never got along. Oil and water. Capulet's and the Montague's. Bikinis and liver spots. Spiked hair and bald spots. Hell and even fine wine and Philly Cheese steaks. We were just never meant to be.

:.:.:

"Oi Sasuke?" I called after Sasuke before he drove off.

"Yeah?"

"Um…can I have a ride?" I grinned sheepishly. Sasuke sighed and whispered something to Naruto. Naruto nodded and Sasuke allowed me to get in the back seat.

"We're going back out after this, okay?"

"Yeah, that's fine." I sat in the back awkwardly as Naruto and Sasuke talked. They talked about everythinglike I wasn't even there. I even had to check and make sure I was still solid because I was pretty damn sure I was invisible. Naruto complemented Sasuke on his kissing abilities by saying he'd gotten better since they first started going out. Sasuke retorted by telling him how cute and perfect his ass was. Seriously? Now on a normal day, I would find this unbelievably sweet, but this was just plain embarrassing on my part. I was blushing up a storm by the time I got over my self. How many girls would kill to be in a car with two mega-sexy gay guys as they talked about sex? I didn't want to know the answer. Not at all.

"Hey Sakura, you were right." Naruto leaned back and smiled at me.

"Right about what?" I inquired.

"You don't make those annoying sex noises. It was totally fake." I was silent until I caught on.

"What—how do you… no way…" Naruto was laughing aloud and Sasuke had a rare smile on his face.

"You see, Sasuke and I didn't do much last night, but when we went to go check on you…well."

"Oh my god…" I grabbed my face with my hands and blushed from mortification. "That's horrible! How could you just listen? I said some really…bad things."

"Oh, Ita-kun!" Naruto imitated a higher pitched version of my voice. "Right there, right there."

"Oh god, I love you!" Sasuke chimed in.

"That's not cool!"

"It was Naruto's idea, I'll let you in on a secret. He gets the same way when I—"

"Aah! Shut up Sasuke." Naruto punched Sasuke in the shoulder and turned a deeper shade of red then I did. Who was I kidding? This whole thing was very sweet, and suddenly, I felt so much better.

When Sasuke pulled in the driveway to the mansion, I followed them in the house. I went straight into the house and to my room. Ino and the rest of us were going to a bar tonight, a girl's night out. I called Ino and made sure I knew what the plan was. They would be coming over later so I had a few hours to kill. I left my room to tell Sasuke what was going on, but he wasn't outside anymore. The house was eerie and quiet, and it creeped me out.

"Sasuke? Hello…?" I went to his room. The door was half-open, and I peered inside. "Hey—"

'Oh…'

Sasuke was in there with Naruto. Naruto had Sasuke's back against the wall as he kissed his neck passionately.

"You didn't have to tell her all of that you know." Naruto whispered.

"I know. What're you going to do, punish me?"

"As you wish." They began kissing, and Sasuke's long fingers ran through Naruto's hair.

What was I doing? That was private matters! Well they technically did the same thing to me, so who cared? Sasuke pushed Naruto back on the bed and laughed.

"What's so funny?" Naruto asked breathless.

"Nothing. It's just that usually you don't let me take control." Naruto didn't respond, instead, he slipped his band tee over his head and lifted Sasuke's over his head as well.

"You say it as if you want me to do something."

"And if I do?" Sasuke proceeded to place kisses on Naruto's chest, and Naruto blushed and shivered. I watched in amazement. I'd never seen anything like this in real life. I admit it, I'm a pervert but this was beyond my standards. It was…awesome.

Naruto had flipped Sasuke over in my daze and licked the sensitive part on Sasuke's neck. Sasuke let out a gasp. Naruto, in turn, slowly slid his hand down Sasuke's body and into the waistband of his boxers. Sasuke then moaned loudly, and I gasped quietly. I'd never thought Sasuke to be the moaning type.

"Happy now?" Naruto teased. Sasuke gasped again.

"Y-Yes my Kitsune." Sasuke rasped, wrapping his hands around Naruto as Sasuke's skinny jeans were being removed. "Sakura isn't the only one Sasuke…"I gasped again and quickly turned away. It was none of my business…

Whew that was hot.

I smiled to myself when I reached my room.

Love was a beautiful thing. It made everything worthwhile. I knew exactly what I would do if it ever left my life.

But that wouldn't be a problem because Itachi was there to stay. He would never leave me.

Ever.

OK! This is a Team fanfiction. I'm working on this story with ThisIsMyTypeOfCrack. She's an amazing writer and one of my best friends so read her stories. This is also our first Yaoi so constructive criticism would be appreciated.

WARNING

I'm seriously sick and tired of the reviews about how much you don't like the story. If you don't like it, push the beautiful back button and read something else. The last thing I want to hear is someones complaints on how much you don't like the story. This story has multiple pairings. I didn't want to tell you how it's going to end, but since someone threatened to report this as abuse, i'll tell you. In the ending, it will be Sasuke and Sakura. There haooy now? And yes, I'm pissed.

P.S if you read my stories, you know I'm a happy person.

--Jazz and Ginny Out