“Tea I need to talk to you.” Itachi said after a round of awkward silence.
***
“No.” Deidara looked at his new apprentice with shock. Wow she was either very crazy or very bold because Itachi could probably kill her if he wanted to. Key words being wanted to. There was something that happened between them. And Dei knew it was a lot more than he just kidnapping her.
Although Itachi or like he was called in Deidara’s mind, King of Shadows, didn’t seem like the type that would date or be interested in girls period that didn’t mean he wasn’t.
The pain that exuded from Tea ran much deeper than the kidnapping. Itachi killed his entire clan, what exactly did he do to her? Well he wasn’t going to worry so much about that now.
But apparently either ignoring her answer or not caring that she didn’t want to go with him he grabbed her by the arm and took her away. Itachi must not want his conversation to be heard.
Hmm, with Tea around maybe everyone could learn a little bit more about the brooding male. And Deidara could use that information against him.
***
Yanking her arm out of Itachi’s iron grip, she frowned at him, “Did you not hear? I don’t want anything to do with you.”
Itachi smirked at her, and she was beginning to hate that look of his he pushed her against the wall of the dark deserted hallway, with his hands on both sides of her head.
“Listen Tea. There are some things here that you have no idea of. Things that could get you killed and I won’t be around all the time to protect you,” he whispered his red eyes boring a hole into her silver ones. His face looked strained, like he was debating whether he should be telling her this.
This is what Tea means. One minute he’s threatening to kill her, and now he wants to protect her?
“Itachi,” she whispered as his head hung down. “What happened to you?”
He looked back up at her the sharingan now gone, he leaned in and captured her lips. His lips was hard against hers and his hands snaked around her waist yanking her up against his muscled body.
Tea knew she should probably push him away. That would be the smart thing, the right thing. But it was like her mind was shut down. And her body was on autopilot. One of her hands grabbed the back of his neck while the other was entangled in his silken locks, his ponytail holder fluttering somewhere on the ground. Damn, he still smelled the same, still tasted better than anything. His tongue stroked her bottom lip and he didn’t have to ask twice for entrance. Her mouth opened allowing his tongue to dart right in between her lips. Moaning softly at the sensation of his tongue massaging hers, one of his hands found its way trying to undue the tie that held her corset together.
Damn her she wanted this, needed this. Everything that he did to her seemed to float away as his hands began to caress the smooth skin of her stomach. Was she mad at Itachi? Did all of those things really happen? His body against hers seem to wash away every doubt in her mind that he could and would do those things.
Her soft moans got increasingly louder as his lips disconnected with hers and made a trail down her neck. Her grip around his neck and in his hair tightened as his lips trailed lower and lower until he reached one of her breasts. And as her corset fell to the ground Itachi stopped and looked at her. A smile gracing his lips and his dark eyes practically on fire.
“Hmm, you still want me.” Itachi stated and walked away.
What…. The… hell?? Itachi just kissed her and left her standing half-naked in a dark hallway. Only saying that she still wanted him. Clenching her fists together, trying to refrain herself from ripping her hair out she picked up her top and put it back on.
