"уσυ ℓα¢к нαтяє∂"
It was a phrase Itachi used quite often, to almost everyone it applied to. However, when he felt that Fujimoto, too, lacked hatred, he found he could not tell that to her face. Whether it was her cheerful attitude or the fact that he had chosen to save her, he did not know.
But, the fact still remained that he chose not to say these words to her, and found himself surprised when someone noticed. "Hey, Itachi," Kisame said, trying to get the Uchiha's attention before he asked what he did.
"What is it, Kisame?" Itachi answered, emotionless as usual. "I know you. That Ayumu girl, do you like her or something?" he asked, his voice was innocent, as if he had done nothing wrong. Of course, he didn't do anything wrong, but Itachi had reason enough to feel a bit defensive.
He was asking about his feelings on Fujimoto, feelings he had been hiding for some time. Being the person he was, self-controlled and all, he was able to answer as if it meant nothing. "I am quite fond of Fujimoto, yes. Why should you ask such a thing?"
"Oh, well, just thought there was a specific reason on why you haven't told her your 'world famous line'," Kisame chuckled, making the quote marks with his fingers. Itachi was surprised, unable to resist a small chuckle as it rumbled from his throat.
"Yes, I suppose it is quite "world famous" considering how many people I've told it to," Itachi agreed, his small smile still there. Kisame laughed a bit, too, knowing fully well about how great the amount was. One less than it should actually be.
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"υηтιℓ ηєχт тιмє"
She repeated to herself as she walked down the unusually quiet halls of the Akatsuki base. Even with everyone out either on missions or just hanging, it was still odd that the base fell so silent. From what she knew, Itachi and Kakuzu were the only ones here, along with Leader and Haiko, of course.
But, Leader and Haiko were always quiet, and Kakuzu was busy counting money, so all that left was her savior. Not that Fujimoto minded much, but she had real feelings for Itachi, feelings she knew, he couldn't possibly return.
"Hello, Fujimoto, where are you off to?" A voice greets, his crimson eyes meeting the girls and her eye patch. "Itachi, hello! Nothing, I don't have any missions at the moment," she replied, continuing her walk with thought that he would follow.
She was right to assume that, as he did follow, wanting to be as close to her as possible. "I see, me neither. So many missions have been completed in such a short period of time," Itachi reasoned, his voice filled with the rare tint of surprise and pleasure.
"Yes, that is quite nice," Fujimoto replied, soon falling silent. She did want to tell him, there was no question about that, but the problem was... she didn't know how he could possibly respond to her if she did. Would he return the feelings, push her away, or something else?
She just couldn't tell him, at least not today. Little did she know, Itachi did feel the same, but wasn't having the same dilemma. He knew for a fact his feelings were true, but decided not to tell anyone. 'Until next time' were her thoughts, but not his.
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The air was silent as a lone fox made its way throughout the dens forest. As with many other animals, it knew its way naturally, not needing the stars nor any other guidance to lead the way in any form.
Its appearance was much like other foxes, as with behavior, as with demeanor. But for some reason, Itachi always knew which one ended up to be Fujimoto. After all, one must know who they are in love with, yes?
However, his gaze remained forward as a small breeze made his black hair go the side, his sharingan off for the moment. "Itachi," Fujimoto greeted, more or less surprised to see him out here alone. "What are you doing here?"
"Thinking," Itachi replied, as simple as ever. "And you?" "Thinking as well," she replied with a small nod, taking her seat beside him. Her gaze rested on him out of the corner of her eye, was it today? Was it finally the day she would tell him? But, what would he think?
She decided to test him a bit, to see exactly what he would say. She slowly laid her head on his should with a small yawn, half pretending to be tired. She was surprised to feel Itachi's hand on her head, softly petting her.
"Fujimoto? Are you tired?" His words were barely audible to her as she stared to fade off. A small chuckle escaped his lips as he decided to stay just a little longer, watching as the full moon glazed the water with a mystical feeling.
It was perfect, at least from Itachi's point of view, as Fujimoto and her interesting kekkei genkai were so mystifying. Just by knowing what it does, you were hooked, and that was exactly how Itachi was feeling when he first learned about, and is still feeling it.
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Itachi had just finished tossing the last of his pile of flat rocks into the lake, watching as the ripples created more and more. He gave a small yawn of satisfaction, looking over at Ayumu sleeping on his shoulder. He gave a small smile, knowing she couldn't see it.
Her dark brown hair was nice and glittery in the moonlight, and she looked so peaceful as she laid there on his shoulder... Where she belonged. Itachi gave one last look towards the water before slowly getting up, maneuvering carefully to make sure he didn't wake the sleeping beauty.
He slowly picked up her small body and proceeded walking towards base, her head against his chest. She slowly started to wake at the steady beat of his heart, but didn't even bother to move a muscle. It was much to comfortable there in his arms, and it wasn't like Itachi was going to let her go.
He slowly set her down on the couch in the living room, taking his place beside her as she rested. He gently used the back of his hand to stroke her cheek, his eyes glued to her perfect face. He knew that Ayumu was awake, but he found that he just couldn't stop staring.
"Itachi?" she mumbled, feeling the heavy gaze of his eyes on her. Her eyes blinked open, well, one of them anyway. "Yes, Fujimoto?" I've been meaning to tell you something... No, she just couldn't say that to him, could she?
"I love you," she blurted out, a deep shade of red covering her cheeks. Her eye widened in amazement as she heard a chuckle in response, that was three times today he had laughed. "I love you, too, Fujimoto," Itachi replied softly, leaning over to kiss the top of her head.
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Her blush was momentary as she felt him straddle her body, his forearms resting on the sides of her face. She slowly leaned up to connect his lips with hers, his hips moving against hers roughly. A moan of pleasure escapes both lips as they continue, their tongues connecting and playing.
"Itachi," Fujimoto moans as his hands end at her thighs. He pull them around his waist as his hips continue to rub against her, his member hardening by the minute. Gasping in pleasure as she feels the poking, hard against her warmth.
She didn't even notice her shirt already came off until Itachi unclipped her bra, working quite quickly. Her blush of pleasure returned as Itachi started sucking on the tip of her breast, the other one occupied by his massaging hand.
She felt herself get wet with anticipation as he continued, wanting him so badly. However, she didn't want to do it here, and Itachi shared the same thought. With a poof they flop onto a bed, both moaning loudly at how rough the landing was.
"Mine?" Itachi asked, his eyes resting on hers. "Yours," Fujimoto replied, massaging his stomach and now starting to take his pants off. Yet another chuckle escapes him as she does so, him trying to slip her shorts off, too.
"ι ℓα¢к нαтяє∂, вє¢υαѕє ι ℓσνє уσυ"
~THE END~
