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The Dating Game

Caution: Have tissues on standby. This is a lemon-zest. Highly suggestive content follows!!!

[Name] squirmed in the large chair, her butt pressed against the gaudy violet velvet as the gentleman with the microphone proceeded to explain the rules of this little game. Nervously, she shot a glance at her best friends and felt her blood boil for the briefest of moments. Rock Lee and Sakura Haruno, her besties, were dating and thought that their single pringle of a friend needed a beau. Why? Double dates, because those things don't awkward at all in the films.

"[Name], we have six fine gentlemen for you. You get five hours with each suitor, but you can only call one your lover! First up is Deidara!"

The man had white hair, his lower face hidden by a mask. [Name] noticed that he also hid an eye, much like the blonde man that calmly approached her with a smirk.

Five hours later, she returned for the next male and Deidara was clutching his groin. She was given met by a man with silver hair, introduced to her as Hidan. He turned out to be a religious fanatic and tried to get her to convert from [Religion] to Jashinism. Again, she returned in five hours for her next so-called 'match.' They all turned out to be duds until a fellow with a ponytail walked towards her. He was on the taller side, his stride confident yet not arrogant. This male had a caring aura around him and his lips were forming a gentle smile, though there was there just a hint of a devious gleam in his coal black gaze.

"Hello, my name is Itachi Uchiha."

He had a mature voice, yet it also sounded quite young.

"Hi, I'm [Name] [Surname]."

He took her hand, getting to one knee as he tenderly kissed each knuckle.

She blushed, averting her [eye colour] gaze as her [skin tone] visage lit up like a firework.

Once he stood, he offered her arm and she timidly accepted with a small smile.

Their date consisted of many fun things, such as [activity]- her favourite past time. Three hours in, [Name]'s dress strap had torn and her bra became visible. Instead of gawking at her [bra sise] breast, Itachi shrugged out of his jacket and draped her over her shoulders. Blushing once more, the [body type] female slid her arms into the sleeves and thanked him. Another hour passed and she was entirely bewitched by this beautiful man.

When there was but one hour left to their date, [Name] and Itachi headed back to the studio of the dating show with their fingers intertwined. Just outside of the doorway, she stopped dead in her tracks and held onto his large hand quite tightly. This caused him to also stop, earning her a confused look over his slender shoulder.

"What is it?" Itachi asked.

"I had a lot of fun tonyght," she said.

"So did I," he agreed with a smile.

"I really like you," she bit her lip.

He released her palm, taking a step towards her before cupping her cheeks. Slowly, as if asking for permission, he leaned into her and pressed a soft kiss against her lips. Grinning against his mouth, she got to her tippy toes and kissed him back, resulting in Itachi chuckling into the kiss. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to his body as he deepened it. She felt his tongue gliding across her own, his fingers digging into her flesh through the layers of fabric. Gathering up her courage, she pushed him against the building and undid his tie. Smirking against her now aggressive lips, Itachi slid his hands under the jacket and rubbed [Name]'s sides through her dress. She moaned, arching her back as he held onto her hips.

[Name] pulled her arms free of the oversized coat, allowing it to fall to the ground as she worked on the buttons of his shirt. His fingers trailed down her hip as his shirt fluttered to the grass beneath them, massaging the backside of her knee until he suddenly picked her up by her waist. He swung her around, her back hitting the wall as he sunk to his knees. [Name] leaned against the building for support as he kissed her calves, her kneecaps... Traveling ever higher, tossing her leg over his shoulder.

Unbeknownst to them, they were still being recorded and were boar dcasting live as a certain little kitty got her cream.