A New Life

A Naruto Story

Chapter 1:

A Gentle Massage Then Goodnight

AN: Okay guys, after writing in a OC/Sai ficy...thingga...mabobber, I thought I would take a shot and do a OC/Itachi fic. So I'm just taking a shot at it, and I'm not expecting this to turn out the best in the world and everything, so yeah it's just a shot in the dark. Well here goes nothing. I'm putting up quotes that I've either come up with myself, or that I've found on the internet that either inspire me or I just found that I really like. So yeah lets hit this! I can't believe I did this But I messed up the name at the end, so I'm going to fix it now!

"Why do I feel like a fool when I follow you around...like you have never even looked at me and you never even will...no matter what I do to catch your attention..."

Amaterasu Avaron Rhapsodos

Itachi's door creaked open as he walked inside after a long day of training in the Akatsuki's training grounds. Behind him trailed a woman with long dark auburn hair. She slowly walked over to his bed and sat down on it. He, on the other hand grabbed a set of clean pants and made for his bathroom to take a shower. The woman watched him for a moment as he disappeared behind the door, then got up herself and walked to a dresser on the other side of the room.

She opened its drawers and picked out a set of night clothes that had been given to her by Itachi. She was perfectly fine wearing these, even if they had been his at one time. They were a tad big on her, but other than that they fit quite well. They made her feel safe. Seeing as when she had first been found by the Akatsuki, Hidan had wanted to make her his personal fuck toy.

Kakuzu had wanted to whore her out for money. Deidara had wanted to make her part of his "art" and blow her up. Sasori had wanted to make her part of his "art" and turn her into a puppet. The only one of the Akatsuki that had seemed not to want to hurt her was the one named Tobi, and he just seemed to be a ball of energy that would just not leave her alone for two seconds. So Itachi had stepped up in front of everyone else and told their "leader" that he would take care of her.

That had been two years ago, and even though Itachi had threatened to kill any of the other Akatsuki members against touching her, she still had the feeling that if she went anywhere without him near, she wouldn't live to tell of it. She paused as she was dressing herself in the night clothes hearing Itachi shutting off the shower. Quickly pulling the clothes all the way on she walked back over to his bed. It wasn't that he expected her to warm his bed for him or anything, it was just a little "ritual" they had gotten into. They would enter the room together at the end of the day.

They would part ways so that he could shower and she could change her clothes. Then they would reunite after he was out of the shower. However tonight, she was going to try something different. Just before Itachi came out of his bathroom, she stole his brush off of his bedside table and hid it behind herself. The door across the room opened and Itachi appeared in the doorway starting to towel out his hair.

When he had it down out of its usual ponytail, it was absolutely long and gorgeous in her opinion. She stared at him with slightly parted lips and Itachi noted this.

"Avaron...are you okay..." he asked her softly.

Avaron shook her head, realizing she had been staring at him. She nodded, she realized he had deactivated his Sharangan, he was becoming so much more relaxed around her.

"Yeah, I'm fine Itachi." she reciprocated his smile, and Itachi's worry was gone.

He walked over to the bed and sat down, dropping the towel in a hamper that was halfway to the bed in the process. He turned to find his hairbrush, but found it missing.

"Avaron, where's my..." he began to ask, turning to look at her, when he spotted it in her hand.

She held it up innocently.

"Please..." she asked softly, "I promise to be gentle."

Itachi stared at her for a few seconds before nodding. Avaron let out a surprised chirp, then moved behind him, kneeling on the bed. Sending raven locks tumbling over his left shoulder, she separated a small section of it and began to gently run the brush through it. Just as she promised she was gentle and careful with every knot and tangle she came to.

"My brother had a lover that had really, really long hair, and the two of us used to fight over which one would get to brush it. Some times he would tell us that we would have to share and we would both get to brush it." Avaron said softly as she finished with the first section, slipping it over his right shoulder and pulling another section from his left.

"Do you remember your brothers name or the name of the one with the long hair?" Itachi asked, hoping she could give him an answer this time.

Avaron had come to them with many of her memories missing. She had no idea where she came from, what her family name had been or her age even. After a little time of talking together, Avaron and Itachi had managed to uncover a few things in the fog in her mind, but there were still quite a few things she didn't remember. Her family was the worst part of it. Avaron slowed her movements as she thought.

"I think my brother had shoulder length hair, I still don't know what color. But I don't remember his name yet. And I think the one with the long hair...I think his name started with Steph...Seph...I think it was Seph-something. His hair was silver. I know that for sure.

There were others I think in my family, I think. I think my family was really big, but there were only three women in it, it was strange really...but I don't remember much more than that right now. I guess that's all the Goddess will give me for now." she whispered before she dropped another completed section of hair over his right shoulder and reached for another one.

Yes, he forgot about that, her "Goddess." The "ultimate" being that she said she knew ruled the place where she came from. She said she was "ever present" wherever Avaron was. However, Avaron had said she had a "sick sense of humor" sometimes. She thought this might be why she couldn't remember everything about her family or her past.

She believed her "Goddess" had taken her from wherever she had originally came from and "plonked her", as Avaron had so eloquently put it, down here where she was now, and had blocked her memories for some odd reason. Itachi could, in a way, see why that was a good thing to do. Information about a hidden place could be a deadly thing, but it seemed cruel not to be able to remember things about your family.

"However, it's fine with me for now." he heard her whisper, "I'm safe and protected here. And who knows maybe she'll let me have my memories back sometime. Or maybe she took them away for a good reason. Maybe my memories were best forgotten because of horrible things that happened in my past. I know you think it's a bad thing to not be able to remember things, but it might be for the best, Itachi."

Another piece of brushed hair dropped over his shoulder. Itachi sighed as he listened to her voice. It was soft and relaxing, and the next time that she dropped a section of hair over his shoulder, he jumped a little. A small smile appeared on her face. As she dropped her lips to his ear, her smile widened.

"You seem really tired tonight Itachi, am I right?" she asked.

A shiver passed through Itachi, but he nodded. Avaron giggled and pulled away from Itachi, to once more drop a piece of brushed hair over his shoulder.

"Just a little more, then if you'll let me, I'll do something that I remember my brother letting me do when he had a long day training, and it always relaxed him tremendously." she said softly.

Pulling the last section of hair off his shoulder and beginning to brush out the tangles, she made a soft noise of satisfaction. Once all of his hair was tangle free, she pulled all of it back over his shoulder and ran the brush through it a few more times just to make sure the tangles were all gone. Then she tilted his head back and ran the brush through all of his hair, brushing it straight down his back in long soothing motions. Tipping his head forward again, she once again brushed his hair straight down his back smoothing out all of the stray hairs that had moved out of line when she had brushed his hair before. She then reached over to Itachi's bedside table, opened it and pulled out a hair tie.

Closing the drawer, she pulled herself back behind him, and gently began to pull it back into its customary low ponytail. Once she was done, she sat back admired her work. Itachi reached back behind himself to check and make sure that she had done his hair the way he liked it, and to his surprise it was perfect.

Avaron caught his hands in hers and gave one a small kiss, "Itachi, I've watched you do that how many times now. I would think that I would know how to put your hair back by now, don't you?"

A rare smile graced Itachi's face and he turned slightly to face her.

"You're right..." he whispered.

Avaron then turned and set the brush on the bedside table and gestured to the bed saying, "Now lay down on you stomach."

Though Itachi knew that Avaron had no chance of hurting him, his guard was instantly up, his Sharangan instantly activated. Seeing this, Avaron instantly tensed herself.

"I promise you I mean no harm. You know you could easily kill me with a flick of your wrist. I promise I have no ill intentions, nor do I have any weapons on me Itachi. Where would I hide them. Heck, I don't even know how to use the weapons here, you've seen that." she said holding her hands up showing that she had nothing in her hands nor on her person.

Moving slowly, Itachi slid onto the bed on his stomach and waited to see what Avaron was going to do. Slowly, Avaron slid herself over his hips so she was sitting with one leg on each side of him. Itachi shot up onto his hands looking over his shoulder, and would have thrown Avaron off him if she hadn't grabbed his shoulders so quickly.

"Itachi easy, I told you, I'm not going to harm you. Remember I told you I used to do this for my brother and it relaxed him really well. But for me to do it, I need you to trust me enough that you'll lay down, okay?" Avaron said softly, still trying not to fall off him.

Itachi's eyes narrowed a little, but he slowly eased himself back down, his chest pressing back into the mattress they were on and laying his head on the pillow. Avaron leaned forward slowly and laid her hands on his shoulders. This time she gave a gentle squeeze to them, letting her thumbs dig into them a little, making small circular movements. They were slight and small, trying to gauge how tight his muscles still were after the hot shower he had taken. To Avaron's surprise his shoulders were tight and still had knots in the muscles. Slowly she increased the pressure of her thumbs and made slow circles, digging her thumbs in more.

A low moan escaped Itachi's lips, and his eyes shot open. Realizing what he had just done. Avaron froze as well, then gave a small giggle.

"Found something that felt good, hmm." she laughed softly.

A smile slipped to Itachi's lips, before he banished it away.

"Am I not allowed to enjoy small things in life?" he asked softly.

Avaron muffled a laugh before leaning down so her lips were next to his ear.

"Yes, you are allowed to enjoy things..." she whispered.

Then she leaned down a little further and gently brushed her lips across the corner of Itachi's. His eyes shot open and he turned over sharply, sending Avaron into straddling his waist as he held her hips so she didn't go flying into the wall with the amount of force that he had used to turn over. When he had turned over Avaron had let out a loud yelp and tried to grasp onto something, but ended up with her hands coming around Itachi's arms. She may have not been a ninja, but she was still able to keep up mostly with him. She wasn't as strong nor as fast, but she had her points where she could match him.

Once Avaron had her bearings back, she gazed down at Itachi as he did the same up at her. Their eyes connected and held each other. Neither backing down, nor willing to look away. Itachi trying to see what Avaron would do, and Avaron trying to see what Itachi would do. Finally Avaron had had enough.

There was one thing she had been longing to do over the two years that she had been here in this world. And if this wasn't the perfect time to fucking do it, then she didn't know when would be. She slowly began to lean down, making sure she wasn't spooking Itachi with her movements. The last thing she needed was for him to think she was trying to hurt him and end up having him throw her across the room. She really didn't think she could survive hitting her head against a rock wall.

She also didn't think it would feel too good. Once she was nose to nose with Itachi, their breaths mingling softly, Avaron blinked slowly. Itachi hadn't thrown her across the room yet so that was a good sign. She looked deeply into Itachi's eyes and the tomoe in his eyes slowly started to spin and her eyes widened. Avaron started to pull away thinking that Itachi was going to put her under a Genjutsu, but he held her still.

"Don't move..." he hissed at her softly, "I want to remember this...forever. My Sharangan can give me a perfect memory of something that happened. I want to remember every second of this, if you're wanting to do what I think you are. It's what I've wanted to do since the day I met you."

His hand drifted up to the hem of her shirt and lifted the edge of it, sliding his fingers underneath and caressing the skin there.

"Is this what you want?" he asked softly.

Avaron gasped softly, then swiftly leaned down and pressed her lips to his.

Releasing his lips and hovering over them she whispered, "Goddess yes. But...Itachi."

She bit her lip and leaned back before looking away. Itachi's gaze turned concerned and his hand rose to Avaron's cheek and turned her to face him again.

"What is wrong?"

"I...I'm not pure. When I was back in the other world...I was experimented on. And...and the man that experimented on me...he was cruel beyond measure. And I defied him once...and to punish me...he..he raped me...so...so if …if you don't...now..." Avaron began.

Itachi slid a finger over her lips then pulled her mouth back to his.

"Hush..." he whispered, once he released her again, "That was not your fault, and it was by force. To me you are pure..."

Rough callused hands began to roam under her Avaron's shirt and she knew she was safe she knew she could give herself to this man. And as his hands began to roam over her now bare upper body, as the shirt she had been wearing was now gone, her soul began to burn within her.

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Avaron's chest rose and fell slowly, her heart still beating a rapidly from the "activity" that she and Itachi had participated in. She was surprised that the whole of the base hadn't heard them. With how loud Itachi had her screaming his name. She was surprised that someone hadn't come running thinking something was wrong. They probably knew that this was going to happen at some point and had just ignored them. Avaron blushed profusely at that.

At the thought that everyone in the ENTIRE Akatsuki had heard her screaming Itachi's name. Ah hell. She had heard her brother doing the same with his lover...or at least she thought she did.

"Hey you in there?" Itachi asked, gently tracing a finger down the side of Avaron's face.

She looked up at him, a smile spreading it's way across her face as she reached up with her own hand to take Itachi's into her's.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a few embarrassing thoughts. And I think I might have remembered something. I'm not exactly sure, but it's a maybe." she replied.

"Talk." he asked, well more like ordered, but Amaterasu got the hint.

"Well the embarrassing thoughts...Goddess and everybody in this hideout HAD to have heard me screaming your name to the heavens. There was no way in hell they didn't. I know for a fact that these walls are not sound proofed." Avaron began.

Itachi's face suddenly went red and he instantly face-palmed.

"Fuck...I forgot about that..." she heard him mutter.

A giggle escaped her lips.

"You know you're cute when you curse and blush. And hell, when you can make a woman scream your name like you made me, you know you've definitely got some skills. And for you, that's a no shit thing. I swear out of all the people in the Akatsuki who I have seen fight: you have the most intelligence, the most power, are the most tactical, know how to use your...what the hell do you call it? Chekra?

Charkra? No, it was chakra. Yeah, you know how to use your chakra in the most productive of ways. And though you don't carry a Physical weapon, that freaking black fire of yours is crazy as hell. Not to mention you are one of three who do not have this weird fetish of some kind that would somehow hurt someone.

Take Hidan. Two minutes after meeting me here at the base he tried to sacrifice me to his stupid god saying that I'd be a "Great virgin sacrifice". How wrong he was about the virgin part, but none the less. Two minutes after he meets me and he tries to kill me! I mean what the hell man?!" Avaron laughed, sounding exasperated by the end of her small rant.

"Hidan is merely eccentric. You have to get used to his ways and learn when to ignore him and learn when to tell him off. I've found that works quite well. Although with the Jashin thing. I don't think anyone will understand that. Causing oneself pain. Stabbing oneself over and over just to please someone. I don't understand at all either." Itachi tried to comfort her, sliding his fingers along her jaw again.

"Well what's even worse is that Sasori-kun wanted to turn me into a puppet after leader told Hidan couldn't sacrifice me. I mean you saw me take off behind the couch. The look in his eyes as he followed me was just way too creepy. He must stay locked up in his room with his puppets all the time and only come out to do his missions and eat. That must be the only times that he leaves his room.

I bet he's a freaking pervert too. I swear from now on when I take a shower, I want you to check the entire bathroom for any thing that could be used to transmit an image or sound, and I also want you to sit right outside the door. I don't trust him anymore. I don't care what you say,

I do not trust him any more." Avaron laughed shuddering against Itachi.

A chuckle ran through Itachi,and Avaron felt it vibrate through his chest. It was an amazing feeling, and a sound at that. Itachi didn't laugh often and usually she was the only one to hear it. Or at least hear the happy version of his laughter. And when his laughter was happy it was absolutely beautiful.

A deep, melodious sound that brought comfort to her heart and soul and reminded her of someone that she had once knew and that had brought her great comfort when she had been scared out of her mind. She couldn't place the person exactly, but she knew she had held him dear. It wasn't her brother. His voice had been much lighter, less deeper than Itachi's. The man that Avaron was thinking about was the one with the silver hair.

Was it Steph...no...His nickname was Seph. Her entire family had given him the nickname of Seph, even though he wasn't fond of it. Her mind was brought back out of her musings as Itachi ran his hand down the side of her face again.

"Then there's Dei-kun, as well. He wanted to blow me up! I mean come on! What the hell is up with wanting to blow someone up. Some of your friends have some hellacious kicks to them.

And Kakuzu-kun wanting to whore me out. Seriously what the hell. I am no freaking whore. He's lucky I didn't try and go after him for that one..." Avaron nearly cried indignantly.

Another chuckle ran through Itachi's chest and Amaterasu lifted her head.

"What?!" she very nearly yelled, "I'm being dead serious!"

Pulling Avaron back down to his chest, Itachi kissed the top of her head and rested his hand on it.

"Yes I know the people I work with are weird, however I have no choice. I can't tell you all the reasons, but maybe one day I will. For now my answer as to why is for my village. That's why I put up with them. The other reason, I don't want you to know...not yet anyway." he sighed gently.

"That other reason isn't a good one, is it? It ends up with you getting hurt, doesn't it?" Avaron asked, tracing her hand down his chest slowly.

Itachi's breath froze in his chest as he her whispered words. Somehow she had figured out some part of what he planned to do. How much of it, he didn't know. He just hoped she hadn't figured out that he planned to have his brother kill him. Planned to have his brother kill him in the end so that his brother could have his revenge and so that his brother could become stronger in the long run.

"It may, but you needn't worry about that. That part of the plan is far, far down the road and won't happen for a very long time." he replied, "Now tell me what had you remembered?"

He was trying to shift the topic of the conversation off him, and Avaron knew it. He obviously didn't want to talk about what his future plans held. And though Avaron did, she would respect his wishes and drop it.

"Well, the thing that I think I remembered is similar to what just happened between us. I think I remember hearing my brother screaming out his brothers name. However I don't know what the name was, I just remember my brother screaming something. I know sounds weird.

It just kinda popped into my head as I was laying here." she continued.

Reaching up Avaron laid her hand on Itachi's chest then turned her head so she could kiss his throat. Sighing, she slipped back down so her head was on Itachi's chest again. Then a loud yawn escaped her mouth.

"I'm tired 'Tachi. Can we sleep for a while?" she asked.

Itachi nodded his head and Avaron reached down and pulled the covers up over them. Turning on her side, she let Itachi slide up behind her, putting his arm over her stomach, spooning up against her back. Avaron laid her arm over his and linked her fingers with his. Smiling, she sighed and closed her eyes. Even if she was stuck in this world with barely any of her memories of her past, she could make wonderful new memories for the future.