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You were walking with Itachi, toward the furthest side of the village, the opposite side from the entrance, where there is less houses and shops, a place where there is barely anyone living in the end of it.
He was walking in a steady pace sucking on a lollipop while tucking a fan in the obi of his kimono and putting a mask on the side of his head, you were eating your chopped ice cream as you moved the mask you bought to the side of your head as well.
It was a calm and starry night, the moon was a just a slim crescent in the dark sky, people were still having fun as you walked past those few houses toward a slightly high hill covered with crass and trees.You sat under a tree with him, watching the rest of the fireworks from a distance as you ate your ice cream while he kept that lollipop in his mouth as it turned smaller from sucking.
"Itachi? How's your health? Your eyes?", you asked putting a spoon of ice cream in your mouth, he pulled out the rest of his lollipop then said:"I'm doing great, thanks to you, [name].
"Um...I was wondering, where is your cloak and stuff? Where are you staying for the night?", you actually knew that the place he would be staying in is the inn but, you wanted to know...if he plans to come over to your room like the last time.
"I left them in the inn as I wore these", he replied simply, not a satisfying answer for you, he knew what you wanted, and he wanted to hear it from you, to feel being wanted by a loved one.
"Itachi...come over, to my room", you just asked him directly, feeling a bit shy.
"You sure?", he said with a smirk, finishing his lollipop, why is he smirking? You found your face unwillingly blushing...
"Yes, why not? Like the last time", you replied, hoping he wouldn't notice your blushing face in the darkness.
'Maybe I won't be able to keep things in the right place this time...', he thought as he looked at your face under the little amout of light coming from the crescent and the village's lights.
"If you say so, I wouldn't say no, [name]", he said in a calm voice, smiling slightly noticing the small blush on your face.
"Alright! I will be waiting for you then!", you said excitedly, as he nodded.
"And what's about lady Noriko?", he asked you with a smirk, knowing that even if the lady allowed you to see and even date him, she wouldn't really like the idea of spending the night together with him.
"Um...", you started, trying to get rid of your blush, "as I said earlier...it won't be a trouble if she doesn't find out...also, that's what I want", you said playing with your small spoon nervously.
"Hm...okay, but before that, let's enjoy being in the open for a while", he said, laying back on his back on the grass, putting one arm behind his head as a pillow and watching the starry sky, as you watched him in the dark with a small smile, you can see a little bit in the darkness, how his hair was spread over the grass as he rested his free arm on his stomach.You put the empty pot and the spoon aside and laid beside him, watching the sky for a while as well, before flipping on your side facing him.
He quickly flipped on his side facing you as well, leaving a small distance between the two of you, as you looked into each other's eyes.
From completely strangers into lovers...
His hand moved to your cheek, caressing it gently as you smiled, closing your eyes and enjoying his touch, it was so smooth, you felt safe with him to the point that merely a few strokes from his thumb on the soft skin of your cheek made you fall asleep."Mama?", you looked around yourself, looking for the source of this sweet childish voice, who's it calling mama? You?!
Looking around you found yourself in a house you haven't seen before, a Japanese styled house with a beautiful garden surrounding it as well as a small pond with some fishes swimming in it as it was still morning, where are you?! Where is this place?! What's going on here?
"Mama! If we don't hurry I will be late!", the voice called again, but this time, a little boy, around three or four years old was standing in front of you, with a small backpack on his back, apparently he was talking to you.
"Who are you?! And why are you calling me mama?!", you asked him in a total confusion, however nothing came out of your mouth, as if you were mute.
He smiled brightly at you, he has jet-black hair with center-parted bangs framing his little face, reaching to his jaw, he has large pretty onyx eyes, and a fair complexion, he seemed familiar, so very familiar, making you even more confused.
"Mama, is my lunch for school ready?"
He keeps calling you his mother! when did this happen? It doesn't make any sense! You gasped when you noticed a lunch box was already in your hand, that you didn't even know where it came from or what is inside of it.
"Here...", you muttered, not sure, bending down to his level and handing him the lunch box, ignoring the fact that he calls you mama, this time, your voice has been heard.
"Thank you mama! I love you!", he giggled, taking the box from you and tiptoeing, putting a sweet kiss on your cheek, that you found so good, and sweet, as you didn't even try to push him away or stop him.Your eyes slowly opened, finding Itachi putting a sweet kiss on your cheek as you were still asleep in the outside.
That boy kissing your cheek in the dream! And now here is Itachi doing the same thing, at the same time...
"You have fallen asleep for a little while...", he murmured softly, pulling back and tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear.
You suddenly flinched and sat up in your place, now you know why was that little boy in your dream so familiar! He looks a lot like Itachi! It's him!But...why was he calling you his mother? No...he is not Itachi, he must be...
But it's just a dream! No need to be nervous or anxious about it!
No, it could be a sign, like the dream you have seen before meeting Itachi."[name]? Are you okay?"
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The Price Of Loving Him... (Itachi x reader)
FanfictionEverything was normal, until you met him. [Name] [last name], an innocent young girl who has been raised in a quite and distant little small village, who has been raised by a kind old lady, who had thought all she knows about medical care and knowle...