Beneath the Surface [Yandere!Itachi x Reader]

Chapter 6

He received an invitation card in the mail; its purpose to cordially invite him to his family’s annual celebration of their successful company. What would be the purpose of me attending? After all, he refuses to acknowledge me as his son, Itachi thought to himself.  

The card had stated he was welcome to bring a plus one. The idea of bringing [Name] flashed in his mind before he sighed regretfully. Yes, he could easily search for her phone records in the files but would she even agree? Asking her to escort him to the party would overstep their client relationship. 

Ask her today instead, you fool, his superego whispered, I assume you haven't forgotten about the scheduled appointment. 

It hasn't slipped my mind, he adamantly denied. But truth be told, it did. Just thinking of her induced his brain to a pile of mush. He would ask her in a few hours and hopefully exude enough confidence for her to agree. 

For the mean time... 

I've been wanting a word with Shisui. His eyes narrowed at the thought of his cousin. It sent fire coursing through his veins and straight to his heart. How may I approach this... delicately? 

Instruct him to back off or else. Simple and easy. That's all there is to it, his conscience hissed. 

He would inform Shisui at the spa. Surely his cousin (if not as his cousin, then as his best friend) would listen and accept his demands. 

He dressed in his usual work attire as a masseur. He studied himself in the mirror, scrutinizing if there was anything he could change to attract [Name] to him. 

You have long hair any woman would die for, especially to pull during the night as well as a pretty face, his mind chortled mischievously.  

He scowled, his facial expression portrayed in the mirror. Hn. I suppose I'll just have to triple my efforts. 

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"Shisui," Itachi drawled his name, his eyes holding a fierce determination in them.  

Said man curiously glanced up from his files and raised an eyebrow. "'Sup man?" 

"Do you recall a [Name] Shizumi?" 

Recognition lit in his cousin's eyes. "The Konoha's Secret model right?!" He bit his lip as he took on a dreamy look. "She's in prettier in person." 

Itachi grit his teeth. The way his family member was thinking about his lover made his anger do more than boil. He cleared his throat and said calmly, "I do hope you realize she's off-limits." 

Shisui sent him a panicked look. "What?! Why?" 

"I've set my claim on her." 

His cousin's form relaxed and nodded understandably. "That's cool man." Then he groaned, "It's not fair though. You have such a gorgeous and beautiful woman. I should have claimed her first." 

"I would not have allowed you to. She's mine," Itachi practically snarled, his control dissolving.  

The man sitting held up his hands in surrender. "I got you, just chill out alright? I'll just have to settle with staring at other glorious women coming up to this desk." 

"You will not look at [Name] that way. Do you understand?" 

"Yes, yes," Shisui grumbled, "or you'll kick my ass. Got it."