Tear Me Apart [18+] ENGLISH VERSION

Chapter 10: Darkness settles in

Itachi blinked. „Kakashi." Then a switch flipped in his brain. He lunged at Kakashi and pulled him to the ground with him. „WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME!?!"

„I saved you!" Kakashi shouted back, trying to fight his way out of Itachi's grip. „Thanks to me, you're healthy and won't die from this damn virus!"

„YOU FUCKING SON OF A BITCH!!" Itachi roared, punching Kakashi in the face with his clenched fist and shaking him by the blood-soaked collar of his shirt. „YOU SHITFUCKING BASTARD! YOU SLAUGHTERED ME, SLAUGHTERED ME LIKE AN ANIMAL!"

Kakashi grinned. „Such dirty words from such a beautiful mouth..." He grabbed Itachi by the neck, pulled his head towards him and pressed their lips together.

With flailing hands, Itachi pushed him away and buried his fist in Kakashi's laughter again. „Don't do that again," he growled furiously. „You disgust me. You're a damn monster, nothing more."

The grin on Kakashi's face did not fade. „I told you what I am. You just needed to be made aware of it. And you know what, Itachi? You are exactly like me now."

„No," hissed Itachi. „I will never be like you, no matter what."

„At first I thought it would be really romantic, like in those stories you always read about vampires. But reality is different." A jolt ran through Kakashi's body, he swung them both around so that Itachi was now lying on his back underneath him, glaring up at him angrily. „Your hunger will take over at some point. At some point, being friendly will no longer be enough for you. You will want more and more each time. You too, my dearest Itachi, will embrace the darkness, just as I have done. And just like me, you will feel comfortable in it." He lowered his head, joined their lips for the second time and this time Itachi did not resist. He returned Kakashi's wild kiss. His fingers scraped through the dirty fabric of the shirt over his chest. Kakashi answered the burning on his skin with an aroused growl.

Suddenly the doorbell rang. Someone was hammering on the door. „Police, open up, right now!"

Kakashi and Itachi jumped up, exchanged a meaningful look and went into the hallway. Itachi opened the door, knowing full well what he looked like. „Hello?" he asked in an innocent tone.

The four men standing on the doormat stared at Itachi in horror. „Kyō-sama, are you hurt?!"

Itachi looked down at himself, examined his arms more closely and shook his head. „Oh, that. No, I'm fine."

„B-but... the blood..." stammered one of the policemen, pointing a trembling finger at Itachi's completely disfigured face. Kakashi, also covered in blood, stepped into the policemen's field of vision, smiled and casually waved his hand. „Don't worry, it's fake blood. Admittedly: very realistic fake blood."

„Neighbors reported screams," said another officer, perplexed. „It was said to sound like someone was being tortured."

„Oh, I actually was," Itachi admitted with a laugh. „Or rather, my role was. We are actors and were rehearsing a scene in which a samurai is captured by a ronin and cut open lengthwise. As you can see, I am the samurai and my colleague" – he pointed behind him with his thumb – „is the ronin. The play is coming up soon and we wanted to practice with the relevant props this time. So please excuse our appearance. And please also excuse the fact that you were sent here just for this. We probably underestimated the intensity of the scene."

A few of the policemen nodded in understanding, but one of them still looked suspicious. „May I inspect the apartment, Kyō-sama?"

„Of course," Itachi replied and stepped aside to let the man in. He led him into the kitchen, where the blood still covered most of the tiles. „We moved the crime scene here because the floor is easy to clean and the beam is the only place I can be hung. Shall we demonstrate it to you? Kakashi?"