Russian Roulette (ItaxShi)
A/N: Based on Rihanna's Russian Roulette. Also, it is a modern, 21st century fanfic so no flaming. Other then that please enjoy!
His breath was caught in his throat, almost like it had claws that dug into its lining, trying to stay there. When it finally came out, it came out in gasps as waves of pleasure coursed through his body, as if he was actually enjoying himself. As the waves of pleasure continue to go through his nerves, a moan escaped his mouth.
Closing his eyes, he felt his body shake from the ultimate shake with his head hitting the headboard with a dull thud.
"It-Itachi." He gasped out, his body still giving shivers from the intense love making.
"Hm?" The other responded, his eyes shining in the dull moon light stream.
"Thank you." The uke responded, his head nestled into the pillows with his eyes looking through the shaggy hair that hung into the dark abyss of eyes.
The other nodded, only to curl up next to his male love, his lips grazing the jawline softly. With a yawn, he drifted off to sleep, muttering one name. "Shisui."
"Let's play a game." His seme said, tossing a heavy metal object at him, screeching a little across the cement that they stood on.
Looking at it, he noticed it was a handgun, one of them that his lover carried around for protection. Looking back at him, question was held in his eyes. "Itachi's what's this for?"
"Russian Roulette. Like I said, let's play a game. A game that's full of stakes." Itachi explained slightly at the end. Grabbing the gun, he pulled the safety back, aiming it at his lover. Adrenaline rushed through his veins, burning him. Telling him to live.
Picking up the crimson handgun, he looked at it, turning it every which way except for pointing the barrel at him. Looking into the bullet roller, he saw only one bullet resting in it. Shutting it, he pulled safety off and pointed it at his lover. He didn't really want to do this to him. He didn't want any of it.
"Itachi, why this game? We could role play or something?" Shisui asked, concern laced visibly in his voice.
"This game is something I've never lost at." Itachi said, venom suddenly appearing in his voice. A sadistic and insane look came onto his face suddenly, his eyes showing the insanity the most.
"But why with me? I want to know." Shisui whined as he took a step to his lover, seeing him take a step back.
"Easy Shisui, death is all around us. I want to see if I can avoid it again." Itachi answered, pointing his gun to his lover more. "Now on three fire if you can."
Shisui nodded, as he tried to calm his nerves. It was like he couldn't keep them together. The thoughts of killing his most prized person ran through his mind, almost eating him alive.
"One, two, three!" Itachi shouted, his voice soon getting covered by two gunshots.
The gasping feeling soon returned to Shisui but this time there were no intimate touches causing them. Looking down and feeling with his hand, warmth ooze out of his chest. Looking up at his lover, his eyes widening with shock that he would actually do it, he felt the same crimson liquid come into his throat.
Coughing, he fell to the ground, trying to keep himself from dying on the spot.
"It-Itachi why?"
"Looks like I win life again. Shisui, I love you." Itachi whispered, only to kiss his lover's face again before getting up and walking away.
"Itachi. Itachi! ITACHI!" Shisui shouted, trying to get the man's attention with his blurring figure growing smaller and dimmer. With each heartbeat, he felt more blood fall from the deep wound. He could barley breath, as if he was shot in both lungs instead of the heart.
Why do this to me? I thought you loved me. He thought with the life in him growing dim until that feeling of his heart beating was gone.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed this depressing fanfic. Please review!