Title: Home and Hope
Pairing: Itachi - centric
Summary: He tastes of all the things I can't remember but can never forget
Disclaimer: Kishimoto owns Naruto and I can only dream that I owned his characters, his imagination and his drawing skills.
He tastes of tea and honey, lost youth and premature age, home and hope. All the things I can't remember but can never forget. Neither can I remember how we got here, uncharacteristic snow falling on our jackets, lights twinkling and hot, heavy breaths.
It is his breath that makes me weak, warm against my cold cheeks and completely illicit. His eyes, mesmerizing, spinning and his mouth; swollen, red, slightly open with his wet lips glinting due to the light spilling from rows of houses. I know this is what he wants, these taboo kisses in the dark, far away from priying eyes. His eyes flicker in and out of familiar red hues, a tell tale sign of desire within the clan. My legs are jelly as we walk through the shadows, sprinting after every few steps. My black hair barely distiguishable from the night sky, creates a duvet of onyx privacy when he lets me taste that intoxicating mix of honey and memories.
That is exactly how he tastes as I push him down underneath me, feeling the icy grip of the river whose bank we regularly visit. It is so aberrantly cold for this time of year, forboding; as though the Gods know exactly what I have planned. I close my eyes to make a short prayer; I pray for forgiveness, for warmth and for his soul. I will truely miss him.
When I drag his nearly lifeless body to the surface, I cannot tell where my tears end and the river water begins, it is so cold I feel my eyes are going to ice shut, and I will miss this glorious last glance of him. I wonder if that is how he would look after passionate sex, breathing heavily, eyes rolled back into his head and flushed from sudden warmth. When his eyes meet mine, he smiles and I kiss him again. There is no warmth in these lips now.
He tastes of copper and lemon, lost life and premature death, home and lies. All the things I will forever remember but must try to forget.