Leave (Naruto YAOI)

Part One- Please Stay

Hey, Hi, Hello.

Here is a two-shot, this being of the KakaIta variety. This is longer than the SasuNaru/NaruSasu. Please enjoy it:D If you don't know what a lemon is or what any of the fanfic terms used mean, either ask or Google it. The song to the right is pretty much unrelated, but it's a really good AMV. As a note, I'm using 'Raven' as Itachi's ANBU code name. Also, it may seem in the beginning like Itachi's in control of the relationship, and in a way he is. But not really. 

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Naruto.

Anything in bold is important or with emphasis.

This is what thoughts look like. 

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FANDOM: Naruto

TITLE: 'Leave'

AUTHOR: slasheRR, obviously.

PAIRING: KakaIta (KakashixItachi, yaoi.malexmale.homosexual love)

RATING: R

LEMON/LIME: Lemon, in the second part:D yay!

WARNINGS: A moody/depressed Kakashi, sake, a few bittersweet/angsty/dramatic moments, a LEMON (like it says above), AU, OOC-ness. If you do not approve of yaoi, simply do not read it.

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   Uchiha Itachi was a cold, heartless bastard. I knew this, but I was still captivated by his beauty. Pale, smooth skin stretched over a lean, muscled frame. Ink black hair framed an angular, aristocratic face. Onyx eyes were calm, emotionless, stoic. They sometimes swirled red with the Sharingan, something that we both shared. Mine was not inherited, simply taken, but his he was born with. He seemed too pretty, too perfect to be real, much less a murderer. It wasn't necessarily because he wanted to, more that he was born into a clan of ninja and therefore became one. And if your superior told you to kill, you did it without question. You killed without question because it was what was expected of you and because, above all costs, the mission must be completed.

   Not that I bought into the 'above all costs', because I had to draw the line somewhere. Like my father had before me. The death of my team mate Obito drilled that into my head. At what point was it acceptable to condemn those who failed a mission in exchange for saving a team mate? As far as I was concerned, there wasn't one. I would fail each and every mission if it meant that there would be no loss of life on my side, of the people from the village I fought to protect or those I fought with. I realized that yes, it could work the reverse way, but I had never really encountered that before and I figured I would work it out when it came along. I didn't want to tear myself over moral dilemmas if I didn't have to.

   I hoped I would never need to make a decision like that.

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   Silver hair. One coal colored eye, one the same color of blood. Tall, muscular frame, casual posture. These were the things that made up the man who was my captain.

   We both worked ANBU. He was my captain, the squad leader. We had been on missions before and it never got serious, it never messed up. They went as planned. It was strange, having that. Most missions I had been on always went horribly wrong. Not with him, though. He always managed to save the day, salvage the mission, just in time. I didn't quite understand how he did it. He seemed flawless with everything he did.

   But now was not the time to think of that. We were on a mission, just the two of us. We had already gotten to our goal, retrieved the scroll we were sent after and were half way back to Konoha, already closing in on the border of the Fire Country. This mission would have been easy enough for a jonin or two, maybe even a squad of chunin, if it weren't for the fact this was one of the most coveted scrolls in the entire Five Lands and many, many people were after it, from other shinobi villages to some of the most dangerous missing nins. Hokage-sama saw it so incredibly vital to the survival of Konoha to retrieve it so he sent us two after it, calling us 'two of his most trusted ninja'.