This is the continuation to Forbidden Best Friend, because I felt like continuing it (a lot of people also asked for it, so...even more reason). It was too much fun and possible hotness to leave be forever.

Thanks to everyone for their support on Forbidden Best Friend. You got me going here, seriously.

I hope it turns out okay! But I will enjoy writing it, however I manage to mess it up. Lol!

A special thanks to the anonymous reviewer Random Reader, for a seriously ego-boosting (and hilarious) review in Love Bugs. Heheh! Loved you, RR!

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Warning: This is boy love (man on man action below, people!), and it so happens to be smutty too.

M rated this chapter. But not for long, bebeh!

Don't like, don't read. You have been warned!

Chapter 1:

Itachi stared. The blonde beauty writhed beneath him, imploring him with whimpers and whispers thick with want, with need. Hazy blue eyes, bright and pale, stared up into his shyly, its owner's lips parted and gasping in arousal. The perfect vision of sensuality, and yet…

Itachi's direct gaze travelled down the pale body, whose complexion wasn't quite right, and his eyes rested on the generous mounds on the otherwise smooth, hairless chest.

No. Just…No.

Gritting his teeth, he reached down and brought his current lover to a quick but satisfying climax. He wouldn't be able to stimulate the woman any other way. He was unable to bring himself off, or even stiffen in arousal, since he'd laid eyes on his best friend's older brother. In fact, the last time his cock had responded at all was at the sight of the lithe blond man.

Fuck.

The woman beneath him bucked and cried out her satisfaction, frankly grating on his nerves, when not so long ago he would have reveled in the response, in his own sexual prowess.

He forced himself to remain hunched above her as he struggled to remember her name. She sighed, sated, and he felt her drifting off. He could only be thankful that she hadn't offered to help him come. Perhaps she assumed that he had come prematurely and so had refrained from embarrassing himself by trying to use his dick on her. She would be mostly right there, except for the part where he comes at all.

Frustrated on all too many levels, he climbed out of bed after listening to her breathing even out. He sat, stark naked, at the edge of the bed and started getting dressed.

He knew exactly why he was suddenly and consistently impotent. It was the reason he had broken up with his girlfriend, and went on the prowl for a woman with the same physical characteristics as the man who had caused said impotence. But no woman came close to causing the level of violent reaction in him that Deidara did.

He couldn't understand it. There had to be something about Naruto's brother that inflamed him with a single-minded obsession, because before this, Itachi had been damned sure he was straight. The number of women he'd slept with, had enjoyed sleeping with, attested to that. He had never been even remotely attracted to another man. Not even the effeminate types that were as delicate and lovely as any woman he had ever seen.

And Deidara was no woman. He was lithe and sinewy, muscular without being overly so, and had the alluring combination of softness and hardness that drove Itachi crazy with lust whenever he laid eyes on him.

And the times he'd gone rock hard at the sight of the man didn't count as a sexual response. That he was unable to perform for any woman since did. Because he refused to believe that he was suddenly as gay as his own brother and his boyfriend, Naruto, who also happened to be his best friend, and his sexual fantasy's little brother. Because his life suddenly felt like being complicated as fuck.

He left a short note of thanks at the bedside table and made his way to the door. He looked back once, admitting that the nameless woman was quite beautiful, lying there in the nude. The sight of the glowing, silky skin, the flared hips, the pert breasts…they would have had him in flames not so long ago. He would have gone back to bed, had several rounds of loud, sweaty sex with her until both of them were unable to walk. He was quite proud of his staying power, and he missed using it. From the sound of things, Sasuke was almost the same.

Ugh. He had to install those damned soundproof walls soon, before he was too emotionally scarred to perform again.

It was so much worse when Deidara stayed over, because it looked like Naruto drew the line at having sex with his brother in the same house. And so the nights were too quiet, and Itachi could hear the older blond fidget and toss in bed in the guest room adjacent to his. And suffer through a long night of an aching erection that he refused to acknowledge.

He had never jerked off a day in his life, had always had willing women to help him satisfy his urges, and theirs. And he sure as hell wasn't going to jerk off to the vision of a man...A man who had no idea what he did to him with his bright smiles and dancing eyes.

Itachi groaned, feeling himself swell alarmingly quickly at the mere memory of the beautiful, masculine face. He slid in the driver's seat of his car and started the engine, focusing on the vision of the woman lying spread and warm with sleep in the bed he'd just vacated.

It saddened him that the vision could calm his ardor so efficiently…That couldn't be normal. Why was his body turning on him like this? Like it had transformed at the sight of certain blue eyes and pearly white smile.

What the hell was happening to him?

He reached home, still in a foul mood, and pulled out his keys. Just about to shove the thing in its keyhole, the door opened. He looked up in surprise, recognizing the smell of spring and grass long before his eyes met the visible pale orb. Deidara smiled wanly at him and Itachi blinked silently.

"You smell like sex." Soft lips quirked at him, an eyebrow lifting inquiringly.

Itachi reared back, frowning slightly as his brain short-circuited as the word 'sex' left that mouth.

"Hunh," was all he said, pushing past him, careful to touch the blond as little as possible, even as his senses drowned in the stimulating scent.

"She can't have been very good." Deidara's tone was thoughtful, and Itachi turned to him questioningly.

"What?"

The blond gestured to his crotch. Itachi didn't need to look down to see that he was hard as a rock. He shook his head. "That isn't her fault. She couldn't keep up." A half-lie, to say the least.

Deidara's eyes snapped up to his, brighter than usual. "Ah. It runs in the family then."

They stood in the hall, staring at each other, Deidara smiling lightly with his head cocked, and Itachi looking back at him coolly with an unmistakable erection in his pants. "Meaning?"

Deidara rolled his eyes, grinning. "He comes back most Sundays limping. Unless I stay over, which I plan to do tonight. I hope that's okay."

Itachi nodded absently. "Of course. You're welcome to stay whenever you want."

Deidara smiled at him and leaned back on the closed door. Why that was so fucking sexy, Itachi didn't know. "I'm making dinner."

Itachi nodded, throat tight.

"Miso soup and deep fried shrimps. I hear you like the combination."

Itachi nodded…and had a sudden vision of Deidara in an apron. "You wore an apron?" he asked before he could think to censor himself.

The blond blinked. "Yes. That frilly one with the flowers at the front. I think your brother gave it to me as a gag. I don't see either of you using it for anything. Though…" His nose crinkled in distaste. "Never mind. I don't even want to think about the possible kinks those two have."

Itachi was still trying not to bust right there at the vision of Dei in nothing but a frilly apron. His brother and Naruto weren't the only ones with unusual kinks, it seemed. He cleared his throat. "Thank you," he said hoarsely. "I'll change and come down to help."

"I'm done, there's no need. Naruto and your brother are out getting ice-cream."

Itachi took the stairs two at a time, wondering if it was normal to envision Deidara cooking for him every day…warming his bed…kissing him passionately when he got home from work or from college.

He closed the bedroom door a little loudly, panting with the strength of his yearning. It looked like what he wanted was a wife. A Deidara-looking wife. And it was scary as hell, because he knew… that only Deidara himself could fulfill this inexplicable desire for commitment and intimacy; the two things Itachi never thought he would long for. Not with a woman, apparently.

This was wrong. No man who was so totally straight most of his life suddenly started wanting another man. It couldn't happen, Itachi didn't think.

Maybe listening to Sasuke and Naruto having sex so many nights had broken his brain. Dreaming of sticking his tongue down Deidara's throat, shoving his hand down the front of the blond's pants, grabbing that hot erection…Cocks had never held such a fascination for him. Ever.

Itachi was either gay and had just noticed, or Deidara was making him gay.

He didn't know which was worse.

He changed quickly and made his way down to the dining room just as Sasuke and Naruto came through the door. He took the bags of ice-cream from them and put the stuff in the icebox, careful to avoid looking Deidara in the eye even as he helped him set the table.

The older blond laughed at him and told him he needed several girlfriends at once if he was still this cranky after sex. Itachi was thankfully incapable of blushing, but he smirked indulgently in answer.

Across the dinner table, Deidara caught his eye and winked, grinning. Itachi averted his eyes with a frown, staring at the food on his plate. He had barely eaten anything at all, and that was usually the case when Deidara slept over. Itachi didn't understand why Naruto was bringing over the older Uzumaki so often now, when both Uchihas hadn't met him until a few weeks ago.

He heard a chair being pulled back and looked up to Deidara excusing himself to get more iced tea. Itachi watched him go, thinking that if he'd seen that tight ass on a woman, he would not have looked twice.

Itachi sat back, closing his eyes and breathing deeply to calm his arousal. Maybe he just needed to take a dip in homosexual waters to ascertain if he was, in fact, bisexual, or if it was just Deidara who brought him to the edge of orgasm with a look. Certainly no woman had done this to him.

He frowned and opened his eyes to glare coldly at his shrimps.

"What a scary look, Aniki. Did Dei do something to piss you off? He's coming right back, you don't have to look so angry."

Itachi turned to his little brother. Why would the little bastard assume his sudden foul mood was Deidara's fault? "Don't call him Dei," he said instead, eyes narrowing in clear warning.

Sasuke didn't look bothered, only smirked devilishly and put an arm around Naruto, who in turn was staring mutely at Itachi. And that was suspicious all by itself; Naruto rarely shut up during meals even as he gobbled up most of the food presented.

"Why not? You're the only one here who refuses to talk casually to him. So serious, Aniki, one would think you're trying to keep him from feeling too comfortable with you." Not that it worked at all, by God. Deidara was as endearingly friendly as Naruto himself, and no amount of formal speech and cool nods stopped the older blond's habit of winking, grinning, and poking at him, and running his hand through his blond hair whenever he laughed. That last one drove Itachi insane. He wanted to do that. He wanted to run his hands through Deidara's hair. Grip it tight, yank the gorgeous blond to him and devour his soft, plump lips, muss his hair through vigorous rounds of sex-

The chair scraped back, nearly clattering to the ground, and Itachi left the room and headed for the door. He ignoring Deidara's alarmed look as he passed him near the kitchen on his way out.

The air was cool and soothing, even though it was late enough into the evening that it should have been chilly. Itachi shoved his hands in his jeans pockets and slowed his walk, letting the summer breeze calm him. He expelled a frustrated breath, mulling over the possibilities.

Yes, he needed to put this whole experience to rest. He needed to find an attractive man to sleep with and find out just how gay he really was. He shuddered mentally at the thought. But if he found Naruto's brother so irresistible, then he must be attracted to other men with the same physical attributes.

"E!"

He froze. He smoothed his features before turning to the man responsible for his turmoil. He hated when Deidara called him 'E', shortening his name and making their relationship feel far more intimate than it actually was.

Then Itachi's brows shot up in surprise. Deidara was scowling, mouth turned down in displeasure. Itachi's cock twitched.

"You barely touched your food," he announced, stopping a couple of feet from the older Uchiha and crossing his arms in challenge. "I made it especially for you, you know. Jerk." Deidara's eyes narrowed, and Itachi's widened, though imperceptibly to those who didn't know him.

He was stunned. Deidara had never been angry with him before. Though Itachi had treated him with cool familiarity for as long as they'd known each other. How could he treat him differently, when every time he saw him he imagined throwing him down on the sofa and debauching him?

"What I ate was delicious. I just don't have much appetite tonight," he explained carefully, keeping a wary eye on the muscular leg tapping a steady staccato on the asphalt of the sidewalk. "I appreciate your efforts."

Deidara shook his head with an angry sigh and advanced on him in sure, long strides. Itachi tensed, ready to defend himself even as he balked at the idea of hurting the beautiful man no matter the circumstances.

Deidara stopped, their feet touching, and reaching one hand up to him. Itachi watched, almost detached with surprise, as the lightly tanned hand went to the back of his neck and pulled him forward. Deidara pulled his face to his own, his blond lock fluttering away from his face to reveal both his stunning eyes, which stared unapologetically into Itachi's as their lips connected.

Itachi gasped in shock, but didn't move away, didn't make any further sounds…just stood there, frozen, as a warm, supple tongue lapped at his bottom lip before tracing the top one.

And then it was gone. The heat of the other's hand on his neck, the soothing body heat, the wet kiss, the warm breath on his face…God…he had never felt so much, so intensely in all his life.

Realizing that his eyes were closed, he snapped them open, scowling in a mixture of embarrassment and shock. What the fuck was his best friend's brother doing kissing him? Was Deidara…?

"Does it offend you that I'm gay, E?"

Deidara was a few feet away, where he'd been standing before he'd moved in on him and kissed the thoughts out of his head.

Itachi could barely articulate his thoughts. Gay? He was gay? So he stood there mutely, staring hard at his houseguest and wondering which implement of torture to use on his bastard of a little brother. "I didn't know you were gay," he said evenly, barely any inflection in his voice. "And my brother is gay. How could that offend me?"

The blond shrugged and looked away, obviously agitated. "You barely tolerate me when I'm there. Huh. So it's not the gay thing…" He bit his lip, and Itachi sucked in a breath.

"Why did you kiss me?"

He had to ask. The kiss had nothing to do with any of the things the blond had said. It…made no sense.

Deidara looked at him, his left eye once again hidden behind a golden lock. He smirked. "The way you looked at me sometimes…I was checking. A very stupid thing to do, I know." He shrugged again, looking away. "I appreciate you not smashing my face in." He grinned, but the smile didn't quite reach his eyes. "All right then. I'll see yah."

Itachi watched him turn and leave, walking away without the usual bounce in his step.

Taking a deep breath, he licked his lips, and closed his eyes as the taste of ocean and Deidara burst on his tongue. And he realized that Deidara hadn't answered his question at all...

What the fuck just happened?

To Be Continued…

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