Itachi never suspected he'd fall in love over a porn novel (or, for that matter, in love...). But it happened, and with someone he'd never expected.

It was Dallas' fault. She'd put them (Himself and Sasuke) in this city-like setting merely on a whim, and of course he disliked it.

Sasuke was the only one he knew. Dallas hadn't even had the courtesy to allow Kisame to join him. He guessed it was for the better, since Sasuke was the one person he'd wanted to be near at the time.Lo and Behold, his brother had fallen for a certain orange-clothed blonde. He never even had the chance to seduce his brother, and they were forced to live in an uncomfortable peace.He hadn't had much choice but to find another source of amusement. It just so happened Icha-Icha Paradise was the first thing that could offer anything to him.

Eventually, he'd become grudgingly accustomed to living without bloodshed. He watched over Sasuke (much to his younger brother's annoyance), and one day, as his otouto was flirting with his Dobe, it happened.

Kakashi stood there, silver-haired and beautifully masked. Itachi, senses dulled from so long without blood, decided to strike up a conversation.

"Hey."

The copy-nin examined Itachi carefully before he gave a simple nod and returned the statement.

Itachi sighed inwardly. He actually felt like talking. Kisame was never much conversation, but he enjoyed having the opportunity to speak. He held out the book in his cloak, perhaps in a silent plea for the other not to ignore him. He'd had too much of that lately.

"Hmm?" Kakashi blinked, obviously surprised. Itachi smirked a bit at the reaction, and cooly looked at the copy-nin using that smirk.

"It's the latest volume." He said simply, leaning against the wall in boredom.

Kakashi grinned, then opened the book and began reading without further hesitation.

It was a HUGE mistake on Itachi's part to read over the other man's shoulder. He hadn't already read it, so when he saw a certain image, the shock possessed his mouth.

"That guy looks like me!" he stated quietly, emotion drilled out just like it always was.

Kakashi smirked. "Sure does."

"But that's impossible. I've never-"he cut himself short.

"Never what?"

Itachi balked. How could he possibly allow it to slip? But, oh well. The damage was done, anyways...

"I'm a virgin." He coughed awkwardly.

"That's alright. Me too." The silver-haired ninja smiled.

Itachi laughed humorlessly. "I find that hard to believe."

"It's true. I'm just not attractive enough." Kakashi shrugged.

A spike of rage pricked at the back of the Uchiha's mind. How could someone so beautiful be so ignored? How could something so tempting remain unravished?

"Nonsense. You're very good looking." He said cooly. Again, he should have shut up. The copy-nin grinned rougeishly at and pulled close to the elder Uchiha.

"I think you're good-looking too...sexy..." He whispered. Itachi felt the warmth of his breath, even through the mask.

It took only a split second later to realize said mask had been pulled down, and something warm had covered Itachi's mouth. Any normal person would have flushed a deep scarlet at being approached this way, but Itachi wasn't normal.

He sunk into the kiss that had been offered to him, unthinkingly.

Itachi blamed it on the porn novel. Or Kakashi. He blamed the circumstances. He blamed it on everything but himself.