A/N: Theme #21 of 50shinobi lj community, 'Baka'.
Ino's eyes snapped open.
It was still dark and judging by the bone-reaching chilliness—most probably the wolf's hour.
Perfect time to move out.
Relishing briefly in the precision of her inner clock, she started stealthy, yet groggily sliding out of the bed, so as not to wake the man sleeping beside her.
Even if she knew he was awake the moment her head rose from the pillow.
Suddenly, Ino felt his hand in a fluent motion closing on her wrist. Burning touch. She turned to face him and was mildy surprised at the sight of scarlett Sharingan glowing in the darkness. A chill run up her spine and through the arm he was holding.
And Itachi felt it, as his grip loosened and eyes, so insanely conscious and alert seconds after resurfacing from night's rest, softened almost imperceptibly.
Damn him.
She moved their hands up, placed Itachi's palm on her chest and bent down to kiss him lightly on the forehead.
Her loose hair pooled around him and he found it very pleasant being surrounded by her scent. He watched as Ino stoop up, stretched her limbs and proceeded to prepare for wherever she was going.
She will be back.