Secret love Life (ItaNaru)

Chapter: 1

Narrators POV:

Naruto was in the club, enjoying himself. He was alone. None of his friends were in the sight. He just finished a dangerous S-rank mission, so now he was having his well-deserved rest. Why was he alone? Because he didn't have to worry about Akatsuki hurting him anymore. That's right only hurting, I didn't say that they can't do other things to him. Not long ago they found out that it's impossible to extract Kyuubi, so they left him alone. He moved through the crowd to the dance floor. Though none of his friends knew, dancing was his secret passion. Finally he reached his destination and the show began.

He let the music ran through him, filling every part of his being, before starting to move in perfect unison with music. People around him stopped dancing in order to watch him move. The crowd started to gather. He saw none of this, completely oblivious to the world. His eyes were closed; his body moved gracefully to the beat, he let his emotions and true nature shine through the dance. If someone from Konoha saw him now they wouldn't believe that this angelic creature with graceful and fluid movements is the same loudmouth klutz they saw everyday.

His hips were swaying; beads of sweat were running down his skin making it shine in the dim light. Few people wanted to go and join this majestic dancer, but in the last moment they lost their courage, knowing that none of them was fit enough to be partnered with that beauty...That was until HE came.

Itachi was bored. They were sitting in the club. Kisame was getting drunk near him. Sasori and Deidara were arguing about art...again. He didn't even know why he let them talk him into it. He wasn't the one to drink nor did he like crowds. What else he could do? Dance? Tch, yeah right. He was about to leave, when something caught his attention. More like someone.

He was dancing in the middle of the circle, without paying attention to people around him. His golden hair looked like a halo around his head, and a thin shin of sweat was making his tan skin glow. His movements were graceful and sensual. He was seductive without even trying and his dancing looked like an erotic show.

Crimson eyes were watching every move. Finally he decided that enough is enough. His eyes had a predatorily gleam in them and his smirk scared the shit out of Kisame, who immediately started complaining to his cup of sake how evil and scary Itachi was.

The raven left their table without his companions noticing and stalked towards his golden prey, moving closer and closer until he stood in the first raw of the circle, his eyes never living his prey. As if feeling his gaze, long golden eyelashes fluttered open revealing a pair of stunning, half-lidded cerulean eyes that could put any gems to shame. When their eyes met he was captivated and slightly surprised that there was no fear or resentment in those blue depths. Instead there was something else, much more intriguing. There was a challenge. Itachi smirked again, before confidently strolling to the awaiting blond, who didn't stop dancing, but instead danced even more erotically, teasing the older male. Itachi licked his lips. He couldn't help it when the blond looked so deliciously fuckable. He had to restrict himself from jumping the blond then and there. But it has to wait, after all Uchiha never back away from the challenge, and teasing is a game two can play at a time.

They met. Both of Itachi's hands found their place first on kitsunes waist bringing their bodies flush against each other, then on his hips. They started dancing together never breaking the eye contact. Kitsune in return wrapped his arms around ravens neck, then letting them slide on his shoulders and at his chest, lightly caressing it moving his hands up and down, stopping ever now and then to caress his nipples through the fabric of his shirt. Itachi's grip on his hips tightened as he let out almost inaudible groan, before he started to ground his hips into the hips of the smaller male, rubbing there semi-erect members together, watching how kitsune in his arms through his head back in pleasure, exposing delicate flesh of his neck. Itachi immediately used this opportunity and started ravishing the boy's neck licking, sucking and biting leaving love-bites and hickeys everywhere, making the blond moan his name. He didn't expect him to yank him down crushing there lips together in a bruising kiss. He quickly got over his surprise at the blonds sudden aggressiveness and took control over the kiss lightly nipping the blond's bottom lip asking for entrance that was granted without hesitation. His tongue darted into that warm, wet cavern tasting and exploring every inch of it. He was pleased to find out that instead of ramen he tasted like chocolate and cinnamon, unlike his otouto Itachi always liked sweets. They started a battle of tongues that was predictably won by Itachi.