Back To You [Shisui X Itachi]

Chapter 26

Itachi's back made solid contact with the door of Shisui's house – a vague feeling engulfed him.

An extremely welcomed distraction.

Shisui's lips ravaged Itachi's lips, unrelenting – full of hunger and flaming passion. The gray was subsiding – all the colour in Itachi's world was embodied by Shisui's tan skin. Itachi knew...he needed this desperately.

"Your... parents?" Itachi asked between the momentary freedom from Shisui's kiss.

"Out."

Never breaking the kiss, Shisui reached into his pocket. Skilfully unlocking the door – backing Itachi into the house.

The kiss never stopping.

Shisui's hands possessively clung on Itachi's waist. He backed Itachi further into the living room – lowering them down on the plush, black couch. Shisui placed between Itachi's thighs. The want, the need was palpable – within reach. It condensed in the room – the temperature rising.

Itachi flipped them over – straddling Shisui's lap. Itachi claimed Shisui's lips. Itachi pushed down on Shisui's crotch.

"Fuck", Shisui hissed through clenched teeth.

More. I need more – Itachi's thoughts raced.

The grinding became more desperate. Itachi rested his forehead on Shisui's – panting. He needed this, he so desperately needed this. Oblivious to the lustful look in the older male's eyes. Shisui's hands gripped Itachi's hips – forcing him lower onto his crotch. Shisui's arousal was growing – and fast. He wanted this so badly. He grabbed the back of Itachi's head – his long ponytail flowed between Shisui's fingers. The silky, midnight hair slipping between his fingers. He kissed Itachi passionately – sinfully.

Itachi let out a soft whimper.

The sound only amplified Shisui's growing member.

In this moment – it was only them. The world had been forgotten – no one else existed. They were lost in their lust, and Itachi was so relieved.

Itachi rested his head, yet again, on Shisui's forehead.

And tears slowly dropped from his eyes.

"Shisui, I need you..." Itachi said panting – his eyes shut closed. His voice wavering. Itachi desperately needed this. He was suffocating, his mind was constricting him as he felt the memories returning. His demons returning.

Only Shisui could make him forget – forget it...all.

Shisui stopped Itachi's grinding, "Itachi...why are you crying?" He asked ever so softly. Itachi struggled against Shisui's grip – he needed this. Oh, he needed this so badly.

"Itachi, look at me."

But, Itachi kept his eyes shut. The tears dropping onto Shisui's shirt. He put all his strength into getting contact with Shisui's crotch. But the older male was too strong.

"Itachi, look at me", Shisui said more forcefully.

"Shisui, please", Itachi begged. His voice pleading – he was so desperate for the contact, so terribly desperate to forget. To forget it all.

"No", Shisui said gently.

It was that word, that finality...that rejection.

And so Itachi sobbed. He sobbed against Shisui's forehead. The older male wrapped his arms around Itachi protectively. Itachi sobbed silently – rivers burst from the dam that was his eyes.

"Shh..." Shisui cooed, rubbing gentle circles on Itachi's back. The tears dripped down onto Shisui's shirt.

Shisui's gentleness – in his voice, in his actions – brought on another shaking wave of crying. Itachi's dark mind knew...deep down. Knew his worst fear.

You don't deserve him, Itachi's mind taunted him.

Itachi opened his tear ridden eyes and looked at Shisui.

And Shisui had lost his colour. Shisui had lost his tan, his black, unruly hair – even his twinkle.

It was all gray now.

"No...no! Please no!" Itachi wailed. He jumped off Shisui's lap.

Itachi's thoughts spun around – a tornado in his mind, lifting all colour – all passion.

The screaming.

Sasuke.

The gray.

Itachi clutched his hair in fear. He clutched his hair in fright. The colour of his saviour, the colour from Shisui...was gone. Tears ran freely down his cheeks.

"Itachi," Shisui stood up, "Come here."

"Shisui...I've...I've lost you too!" Itachi spoke between hysterical sobs.

Shisui approached Itachi, and in his haze of fear backed away. He backed away from his once colourful boyfriend. But, now, he backed away from the colourless stranger before him.

"Itachi, it's okay", Shisui said with utmost gentleness, slowly approaching Itachi.

"I need to go", Itachi said quickly, "I need to leave."

Itachi ran to the front door.

"Itachi!" Shisui ran after Itachi.

"I need to leave!" Itachi screamed.

Itachi's heart was cracking, it was painful – feeling each part crack.

And, yet again, Itachi ran. He ran as fast as he could. He ran from the gray. He ran from his thoughts. He ran from the memories. He ran from his demons.

He didn't recognise his surroundings when he finally stopped, panting in air – his lungs burnt. A hand grabbed his shoulder gently. Itachi jumped in shock and spun around.

Shisui stood behind him – hardly out of breath but smiling gently.

"I...I'm not good at worrying", Shisui admitted, "But you have me worried."

If his eyes still had tears in them – Itachi would've started crying again. But his reservoir was completely dried up. Shisui ran after him.

You don't deserve him.

"Shisui...I don't deserve you. I can't give you what you give me – what you...continue to give me. I...mess up all the time. I can't protect the ones I love...I...I just ca-"

"Stop right there", Shisui commanded, "Stop belittling yourself. You're perfect, in all ways – so please don't say things like that!"

His words had no colour, his face had no colour and his eyes...All the colour that was once Shisui...had been soaked up by the gray.

The numbness had taken over – and Itachi had resigned to it.

Itachi was numb behind the eyes now. He was numb – his passion had been pacified and his heart...froze over.

"I'm sorry Shisui. I'm afraid I am gone" Itachi said in a dejected tone.

It was silent then, in the woods – that Itachi only now noticed – Itachi had resigned and Shisui was enveloped in fear.

"I...am gone", Itachi murmured one last time.

"W-what are you saying?" Shisui hid his concern, hid his panic.

"That I can only endure so much – but my endurance is over now", Itachi explained in his monotone voice.

Shisui's heart picked up exponentially.

"I'm not the Itachi you knew. I am different – and I can't be the same...I'm saying...Good bye."