CROW (ITACHI X READER)

Chapter 16:

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Two days was all it took for me to get used to Itachi's visits to my classroom, his randoms texts and phone calls before I went to bed.

Two weeks was all it took for me to get used to our weekly dinners together and I began looking forward to them.

It took three weeks to get used to having his driver take me to and from the school, he told me my stubbornness was unwelcome and that he felt better about one of his men with me.

Whatever that meant. I will admit it is nice but my poor car was so neglected.

A month made me start seeing his home as my own since I spent more time there than mines. I told Izuna good night and every morning, greeted him when he woke up. At night, Itachi and I would sit in his living room, talking until he had someone take me home.

The most annoyingly frustrating part? He has yet to fuck me, I could tattoo 'fuck me' on my forehead and he'd still choose to ignore it. I was suffering from lady blue balls and I was close to killing him.

We somehow developed this weird relationship that was more than friends but not sexual. Again, frustrating as fuck.

Everytime I brought it up, he told me the same thing he did the night at the club where he cockblocked me. Not that I was upset about it, truly but still.

"I want you to know more about me before then, angel."

I was waiting for a moment where I could demand an explanation, a moment where he couldn't deny me it because he didn't have a choice.

Luckily for me, it came tonight while we were having dinner at his house. Unlucky for Damon because he was the reason.

In the middle of our dinner, the front door burst open and Itachi moved so quickly to stand in front of Izuna and I; if I blinked I would have missed it.

I peaked around his shoulder to see Max supporting Damon, the ladder covered in blood and bullet holes?

"What the fuck?!" I exclaimed and tried moving around Itachi.

"Angel."

"Helen!" I yelled and she came running around the corner. I kissed the top of Izuna's head. "Take him to his room, please."

She nodded and I gave her a small smile, Itachi's housekeeper and I had a bizarre friendship, one made of smart ass remarks and glares but I appreciated her.

She grabbed him and left, I moved quickly around Itachi and dodged his hand trying to grab me. "Place him on the table." I told Max and looked at Itachi. "I need a first aid, sewing kit, gloves, hot water and towels."

He stared at me with a wide range of emotions, I realized all of them had the same face and I sighed. "Hurry up!"

That got them moving and I stood next to the table while Max slowly lowered Damon, making him groan.

"Should I even ask?" I grumbled while lifting his shirt.

"Uh.. We-" Max started but abruptly stopped when Itachi entered the kitchen.

He placed everything I asked for on the table next to me and I grabbed the scissors, cutting Damon's shirt in the middle so I could see the damages.

"Exit wounds?" I asked Max while I counted the holes, I sighed seeing three under the blood.

"I don't know." He responded quietly and I snuck a glance at him, he looked sad and disappointed. "Okay." I sighed and looked at Damon. "I need to roll you."