Just a dream
Chapter one - Hiding from the world
(Fan fair plays!) Well here we are! At the beginning of a very wonderful adventure together! Where shall it take us? No one knows! I just hope you enjoy it! Don't worry, I am still working on my other fics, but I was requested to do some character pairs and this one just popped in my head and I felt like I couldn't put this into a one shot! So please, just bear with me!
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He concentrated on just breathing.
Why did it have to hurt so much?
Red eyes closed behind his mask as Uchiha Itatchi tried to stand. He felt a sharp pain travel up his leg, the appendage severely broken. He glared and forced his body to focus on something else then the pain shooting through his leg.
He looked around as his ANBU teamed continued to brawl around him. The sound nin where fighting dastardly, using a cloud of smoke laced with a paralyzing agent to conceal their movements. He was silently grateful for his mask, knowing that it was the only thing keeping him from passing out.
He heard a grunt as another one of his team mates took a hit, sending his body flying into the trees surrounding him.
He grit his teeth and again tried to stand up. His leg didn't want to move, but he was not someone to allow it to stop him.
He heard the enemy nin cackle, "you shouldn't do that ANBU. Don't want to hurt yourself anymore."
Itatchi glared behind his mask and started to go through a series of hand seals he had copied from another shinobi.
"Wind element- cleaning gust jutsu."
He inhaled deeply and exhaled, pleased when the poisonous smoke was blown away by a flurry of wind.
The opposing nin, upon seeing their cover blown away, tensed. He smiled and was in the process of going through another series of seals when of the nin suddenly fell, a green rope wrapped around his ankles. He watched as the nin was dragged into the underbrush of the forest, screaming for his team mates to help.
Then where silence.
The sound nin, now frenetic, scattered. He heard the trees rustle as something behind him started to give chase, ignoring the team below.
Itatchi felt a familiar chakra brush against his own and he relaxed slightly, allowing his hands to fall to his sides. A small smile formed behind his mask as he watched a familiar figure walk through the underbrush, the much bigger enemy nin thrown over their shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
He regarded their masked face as his eyes reverted back to distant black.
A fox. Most befitting for her.
The other ANBU dropped the captured nin before walking over to him. He watched as she moved with out a sound over the dried leave of fall. She looked him up and down before her gaze rested on his leg.
He could almost see her frown.
"Are you capable of making it back to Konohan on your own?"
He nodded, "But I believe that one of my team may need assistance."
She nodded and turned away from him to regard his fallen team mate. The other standing ANBU on Itatchi's team was helping the masked nin to stand silently. They exchanged nods and his team mates disappeared into the foliage.
A groan came from the bound nin at their feet and Itatchi regarded him with a bored look. He awoke slowly, moving his arms and legs experimentally. When he seemed to notice he was bound, he turned to the smaller nin.
"You little fuck! Release me!"
She chuckled coldly before kneeling down in front of him, "I wouldn't move around so much if I where you."
The sound nin ignored her, thrashing in his bindings, cursing her as he did so. She shook her head and did a serious of hand signals Itatchi couldn't follow with out his Sharingan.
"Earth element- rose whip thorn release."
The nin screamed in pain as thorns appeared around his bindings, shredding his flesh. She watched as he thrashed more before falling silent. Itatchi watched with perverse satisfaction as he lost consciousness and blood began to pool under him.
"you killed him?"
The other masked nin shook her head, raven hair sweeping back and forth across her shoulder blades, "Just shut him up."
He nodded and watched as she grabbed the nin by his hair and hoisted him over her shoulder.
"Your sure you can make it back to the village?"
He nodded again, sighing in exasperation. Even if he couldn't, he would never stoop as low as to tell her that.
She nodded and disappeared through the trees just as his team had done, her capture still over her shoulder.
Only once he was sure she was gone did he begin the long trek back to Konohan, knowing better then to run.
…
Itatchi sat in the Uchiha district training grounds, lazily watching the clouds roll by. The medic nin had patched him up, setting his leg and cleaning the minor cuts. They had advised him to take it easy, but that was not allowed in his world. So early that morning he had gone to train, ignoring the weakness in his leg.
That was what they expected of him.
He watched as the clouds rolled by, his thoughts turning dark. He was nothing more than a pawn, a puppet in the Uchiha's quest for power.
He would prove them all how wrong they where.
He felt something land softly beside him. Turning from the peaceful clouds, he regarded his new companion with a bored expression. She smiled at him, her knees pulled close to her chest. Raven hair loose, he watched as a strand fell across her face, hiding one dark eye from him.
"Higurashi-san."
She turned away from him, her smile never wavering, "Uchiha-san."
He allowed himself to relax minutely, "How did you get here?"
Her smile turned lazy, "I am friends with your cousin. He escorted me." she turned back to him, her eyes half lidded, "I wanted to check on you. Word says you where hurt."
If he was capable of smiling he would have. She knew that he had been hurt, knew what it was from. But they had to play it off, ever cautious of peering eyes.
Instead, he scowled, "where did you hear such a thing, Higurashi?"
Her smile slipped from her face at his cold attitude, be he knew she didn't take it seriously. Her eyes continued to shine even as she narrowed them in false irritation.
"People talk, Uchiha-san." she hissed.
He almost chuckled.
"Kagome-san, didn't you say that you wanted to see the river?"
Itatchi narrowed his eyes, real agitation replacing the false. He watched as a look of irritation flittered across his companions features before she expertly schooled her appearance to that of happiness.
But Itatchi could still see it. The way her shoulders stayed tense, her eyes never fully loosing the irritated shine. If he had been less of a shinobi, he would have never noticed the minute details.
But he was not.
He was Uchiha Itatchi.
And he noticed everything.
Even though he knew it was false, the smile she sent his cousin made his insides burn. She was good, almost as well trained as he, at hiding her true feelings. Her being sired into a family where males where praised, she had been forced to be perfect. She had schooled herself to show others only what they wanted to see, as her father had often delighted in belittling her. He remembered seeing her come to the academy with fresh bruises all over her petite form because her father had not liked her reaction.
He watched as she stood and brushed away invisible dirt from her bottoms. His cousin came up and linked his arms through hers and she allowed him to lead her away from Itatchi.
But Itatchi didn't miss the slight way her face turned towards him. Her eyes sparkled once more before fading back to their calm earthy color.
Shisui lead her away, tossing Itatchi a satisfied smirk. "The river is truly beautiful this time of year Kagome-san."
She chuckled, "If you say so, Shisui-san."
Itatchi watched even as they slowly became smaller, not missing the satisfied smirk from his cousin.
"Of course. The colors reflecting in the water is absolutely gorgeous." his smirk widened, "but not more so than you."
Itatchi never missed her startled embarrassed chuckle even as they turned from the training grounds.
Only after they where out of his sight did he allow himself to scowl.
Shisui, it seemed, didn't know how to keep his hands off that which didn't belong to him.
Itatchi sighed and turned his gaze back to the clouds, their peace lost to him now.
….
She ran from the village, finally allowing her scowl to show. She had only asked Shisui to show her the river that bisected the Uchiha district to get close to Itatchi. But loosing the flirtatious Uchiha had proven more problematic then she had first assessed. He had even taken it upon himself to walk her home, much to her displeasure. He had kept touching her. Her scowl deepened and her flesh crawled at the sensory memory of him innocently wrapping his arm around her waist, his fingers gently tracing the flesh of her hip. She knew that if she had given him half a chance he would have groped her.
Her eyes narrowed as a familiar, unwanted, chakra signature appeared behind her. She quickened her pace, a mere blur to any one lookers, as she delved deeper into the wood. When would her so called suitors learn?
She went through a series of hand seals before two copies appeared beside her. They veered away from her, taking three different paths, as Kagome continued straight.
After a few moments she was pleased to see her pursuer was no where near. Still cautious though, she circled around a few times, taking many different paths. When she was certain that the tracking shinobi would never be able to find her, she released her clones and slowed her pace to a slow stroll.
She walked for half an hour before her path ended at a slow moving river. She focused her chakra to her feet and strolled idly water. When she reached the center, she released her chakra and fell through the water. Resurfacing quickly, she took a deep breath before diving below the surface. Kicking her feet strongly she swam to the river bed and then to the opposite bank. She swam through a small indention in the rock and darkness surrounded her. Moving with practiced ease, she swam through the nature made tunnels, instantly knowing which turns to take.
Just as her lungs started to burn, she saw a light above. Kicking hard she surfaced, taking a deep breath. She looked around the cave, carved from years of erosion, lit by oil lanterns hanging from the ceiling. A small metal chest sat against the far wall next to metal shelving that held different food items. A bed was pushed against the far wall, the metal frame glistening in the lantern light. Next to it laid the tarp she threw over it when she wasn't there, her attempt at keeping the moisture from sinking into the mattress.
Next to the bed, sitting with his back against the wall, was a sodden Uchiha. He regarded her with dark eyes, a rare smile on his face, as he watched her swim to the embankment and step out of the water. His eyes greedily racked over her figure, her clothes clinging to her erotically. She smiled back at him, ringing out her waist length ebony locks. He stood, his eyes never leaving her, as he allowed her to see the heat forming in his gaze.
"You're late."
She chuckled and continued to wring out her hair, "Or maybe you are extremely early?"
He smile turned dark, "Perhaps."
He stopped just in front of her, their bodies touching while their hands remained at their sides. He watched as her eyes darkened and her pulse sped, but other than that she remained just as stoic as he.
He ran a gentle hand over the side of her face before cupping the back of her throat. He brought his face down until their lips where so close he could feel her hot breath against his own.
"I was curious," he whispered darkly, causing her to shiver, "how I was to punish you for so callously flirting with my cousin today."
He locked his gaze with hers as his nails dug into the skin at the back of her neck. He felt her shiver again and a smile curl her lips.
"I was wondering the very thing on my trip here."
He smirked and crashed his lips against hers, demanding nothing but her compliance. She gave into his brutal onslaught, her petite hands coming to tangle roughly in his hair. He felt her pull at his onyx strands and growled, his arm wrapping possessively around her middle. He dug his nails into the exposed flesh of her hip, delighting in her gasp. He took advantage of her out burst and drove his tongue into her mouth, claiming it hungrily. She gladly submitted, tangeling her own wet muscle with his own. He roughly drew her bottom lip into his mouth and bit down, causing the little woman to mew delightfully at his vicious onslaught.
He broke from her lips to trail down her throat, roughly nipping the tender flesh as he went. Her hands balled tightly in his hair and he hissed, the sharp pain only fueling his need for her.
His hands tore at the back of her clothing, ripping her black midriff in half up the back. She made to protest and he silenced her with a look, letting her know that he would not be denied.
He threw the tattered clothing from her body before stepping back to remove his own shirt. Carelessly tossing it to the side, he brought his lips back to hers again. He wrapped his arms around her, delighting in the feel of her wet flesh against his. He ran his nails down her spine, hard enough that he knew she would bare the markings later. She arched her back, the slight pain adding fuel to the raging inferno she felt beneath her skin. She felt him wrap his hands around her bottom before he lifted her up. Instinctively knowing what to do, she wrapped her legs around him, never breaking her contact with his lips. He carried her over to the bed, roughly depositing her on top of the rumpled sheets. He gazed down at her, his gaze lost in heat. Her breath hitched when he leaned back, taking a kunai from one of the pockets on his legs. She watched with wide eyes as he sliced through the wrappings around her breasts, causing the mounds of flesh to spill forth. He threw the kunai down, the metal ringing out as it connected with the stone floor. He crawled up her body, sliding his skin against hers, stopping when he was face level with her chest.
Kagome watched with dark eyes as he gently ran his tongue over the hardened peak, hissing at the feel of the hot appendage against her cool skin. He smiled and took the rosy nipple into his mouth, pinching it between his teeth. She arched her back as he continued to lavish her, his hand busy torturing her other breast. Her hands buried in his hair again and he growled when he felt her tug.
Letting go of the hardened peak he looked up at her, "Do that once more and you will not like the outcome."
She smiled down at him before he felt her gently pull at the strands again. Though he liked the way it felt, he had to teach her that he was dominate. Wrapping his hands around her wrists, he forced her to let go of his hair before pinning them above her head. Smiling down wickedly, he maneuvered both her small appendages in to one hand, using his other hand to tug at the strip of leather he had tied to the head board. He watched as her eyes widened and she struggled for release. He hissed as she bucked her hips up, trying to wiggle her way out of his hold. Quickly he forced one of her hands against the bed and tied the strip around it. He watched as her eyes darkened as he secured the other, effectively pinning her hands above her head.
"Itatchi." she growled, pulling against the restraints, "release me."
He chuckled darkly, "Never pet."
He silenced any other complaint with a searing kiss before returning to his earlier ministrations. He watched as her back arched, her hands pulling futilely against the restraints. He kissed a searing path between her breasts before focusing on the other, watching as she threw her head back and arched her back into him. He knew she could feel the erection behind his wet pants and smiled when she whimpered softly.
He released her nipple and trailed heated licks down her abdomen, swirling his searing tongue around her navel. He loved the way her skin tasted, cool and refreshingly sweet. He continued down, delving his tongue under the band of her pants. His palm cupped her sex through the wet material, his fingers playing with her most sensitive parts. She cried out then, her hips bucking up.
He turned his gaze back up to her, smiling wolfishly. "Must I tie your ankles down as well?"
She gazed wide eyed down at him and shook her head. He smirked, "good."
He undid the button and zipper to her pants, sliding the material painfully slow down her legs. Pausing to strip off her shoes and socks before doing so himself, he threw the wet clothing across the floor to join with the others.
He sat back on his haunches and looked down at her, bare all except a piece of black silk. Her face was delightfully flushed, and he could see red marks beginning to form against her pale flesh from his bites. He smiled and kissed back up her legs, nibbling on her inner thigh. His fingers played with the soft skin there, so close to her sex, but refusing to touch her. She let out a growl of frustration and he chuckled darkly.
"something wrong, pet?"
She whimpered at the sounds of his heated voice. "Please Itatchi, this is torture."
He smiled again, "This is punishment."
She whimpered and threw her head back.
He grinned and allowed his fingeres to hook over the edges of her skimpy underwear. Tugging sharply, he was immensely pleased to hear the silky barrier tear. Pulling them from her body, he rolled his eyes up to her and watched her face as her ran a long digit against her satin folds. He nearly lost himself when he felt how ready she was for him. He plunged a single finger into her, growling as her tight heat clamped around him. She cried out, arching her back, as he roughly pumped into her. He added another digit before bending his face down. He blew against the sensitive nub and was delighted when the muscles in her thighs quivered. He rolled his eyes back up to her face and scowled when he saw she wasn't looking at him.
"Kagome, look at me."
She didn't seem to hear him, her head flung to the side in ecstasy. He growled again, "Look at me now."
She blinked, the sharp command breaking through her daze. Her eyes met with his as he bent down to run his tongue over the sensitive bundle of nerves there. She gasped and threw her head back. When he growled threateningly she looked back down at him.
She watched him as he ran his tongue over her, his fingers still pumping in and out of her roughly. She could feel her muscles tensing, the inferno in her building to unimaginable heights.
Itatchi knew that she was close, feeling her muscles quiver around him, her body heat spiking. He ran his teeth over her, biting gently, his eyes never leaving her face.
Just when he was sure she would explode, he stopped and pulled back. She screamed out, frustrated at being so close and denied the release her body begged for.
He chuckled once again and sat back, freeing himself from his pants and undergarments. He crawled up her body until his member was in front of her face.
"Come pet, please me, and maybe I'll reward you."
She was all to eager to comply, wrapping her silky lips around the head of his man hood. He hissed when she raised her head to take him more into her mouth. He balled his hands in the rungs of the headboard as she brought him out of her mouth before taking the length of him completely. He felt the head against the back of her throat, but she made no sound, having practiced the very act many times before.
With shaking hands he reached down and undid her hands. She eagerly sat up, pushing him back until he was prone on the mattress. He watched her as she reclined between his legs, licking the entirety of his member. Turning her eyes up to his, he watched as she took him once again into her mouth. Her hands cupped the sensitive skin of his scrotum and he shuddered, leaning his head back and closing his eyes. He tangled his hand in her inky hair, bobbing her head up and down on him. He growled as she sucked him expertly, her teeth scraping against him gently. She wouldn't dare bite down, knowing that would hurt him more than he was willing to take, but the simple insertion of teeth was more than enough to drive him wild.
He felt his orgasm building, already so close from their earlier foreplay. He forced her head down all the way as he released his seed into the back of her throat. She delightfully sucked him dry, not wasting a drop of his cum as she swallowed it down.
He allowed her to rise from his groin and pushed her down flat on the bed. He needed to feel her tight heat wrapped around him now.
He positioned himself at her entrance and kissed her. He blazed a trail from her mouth to her ear, taking the small lobe between his teeth.
She whimpered against his throat as he rubbed his throbbing head against her satin folds. He had already denied her release, and Itatchi knew she was maddened with the need for it .
He grinned again, "Beg for it pet. Beg for me to fuck you like you want me to."
She whimpered and bucked her hips, allowing him to penetrate her slightly. He pulled his hips back and she growled in frustration.
"I said beg, else I will rise and get dressed, leaving you here unsatisfied."
She gasped, he wouldn't.
Then she remembered who he was. This was Uchiha Itatchi.
Oh yes he would.
Her throat went dry and she swallowed hard. "P-please Itatchi. Please."
He shook his head, "Please what pet?"
He rolled his hips forward, brushing against her heat slightly. She gasped.
"Please fuck me!"
He grinned and rolled his hips forward again, sliding into her in one mastered stroke. He hissed at the feel of her heat wrapping around him. She was always so tight.
Kagome gasped beneath him as he set into a hard and fast rhythm. Her blunt nails dug in to his back, her back arching. She felt him pick up his pace, the sound of slapping skin reverberating against the stone walls. She clung to him, feeling the unbearable heat building again. Itatchi was an amazing lover, although not gentle, the things he did…
Like when he rolled his hips just like that….
The thought was lost as her orgasm rocked over her. She sank her teeth into his shoulder, biting hard, as her body shattered with the force washing over her. He cried out in pleasure, pounding into her flesh, his second orgasm spilling forth, injecting her with his seed.
Sated and spent, he collapsed on top of her, careful to support most of his weight on his elbows. He buried his head in her throat and kissed the bite mark slowly swelling above her pulse. He could feel her hot breath against his shoulder as it slowed, her pulse slowing with it.
Shaking slightly, he rolled from atop her and pulled her tightly to him, laying her across his body. She sighed and laid her head against his shoulder, their legs tangled together in lazy bliss.
Kagome traced lazy circles across his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heart. She loved the sound of his heart beat, so strong and balanced. She could lay like that with him forever, never speaking a word, just listening to the sounds of his life force.
He traced small circles on his lower back, feeling the scratches bubbling up. She made no sound of protest though, and he found himself at ease. No other woman could take him in such a way as Kagome did, he had tried. They all whined that he was much to rough, begging him to be gentler. Sex was a form of release, a way he could get rid of some of the aggression he hid so well. She understood, and even liked it. He knew his limits, knowing that bloodying her would bring about bad consequences. It had happened before, and had ended up with her having to lie to everyone about being injured in a training exercise. He had fully expected her to stop allowing him to come to her after that, but the little minx surprised him by not only inviting him, but allowing him to continue his rough endeavor. Hell, she had even complained that he wasn't going hard enough!
They lay together for a few moments in compatible silence, as if they both feared speaking would break the spell woven above them and throw them back into a world neither wanted to go back to.
He was first to move, and Kagome sighed. She knew it couldn't last forever, but the moments she was able to hold Itatchi like that where precious to her. He pulled away from her and sat up. Suddenly she felt achy, knowing that she would be much worse later. Sighing she sat up as well, slinging her feet over the edge of the bed.
Itatchi watched as she stood up and stretched, knowing that her muscles where already starting to ache from their rough endeavor. He closed his eyes and ran his fingers through his hair.
Opening them, he studied the small dots of blood scattered across the blue sheets. He looked back up at Kagome and sighed.
"I bled you."
She looked back at him curiously and cast her eyes down at the minute drops. Smiling softly, she merely shrugged.
"So?"
Thus the reason Kagome was the only woman he could ever take to bed. As long as he didn't break her, she didn't care.
A small smile graced his face as he stood up and wrapped his arms around her from behind, bringing her bare back against his chest. She sighed and ran her fingers gently through his hair, scratching his scalp softly. She loved him, and knew he loved her. Though the words never left either ones lips, they both knew. They didn't need to reassure the other constantly. The small things, small moments such as this, spoke for them.
He kissed her shoulder gently before letting her go. Kagome already missed the feel of his body, wishing they could crawl back on the bed and just lay together. But time waited for no one and they had been together to long as it was. Surely someone had already been sent to find them.
She walked over to the metal chest and opened it. After long ago finding Itatchi liked to tare her clothing, she always made sure to keep a clean out fit on hand.
She smiled and took the sealed packet out of the chest. She ripped open the packet and slid on her underwear, black and red lace covering her sex. She then sighed and took the wrapping tape from the packet.
Feeling a tug at her hand, she turned to see Itatchi, his face back to the emotionless mask, taking the tape from her hands. She watched him as he unraveled a bit of the white material before motioning to her.
"Lift your arms."
She did so with out question and closed her eyes at the feel of his hands gently wrapping her upper body snugly.
He finished, ripping the end and securing it. Bending down, he ran gentle kisses across her shoulders, wrapping his arms around her waist. Itatchi was wasting time. He knew that. But for once he didn't care.
He just didn't want to leave.
Kagome wrapped her arms around his neck and he held her tightly. For once he allowed himself to think of what it would be like to not have to sneak around to be with her, to not have to worry about what people would say. He wondered what it would be like to live a simple life, get married, have a whole slew of children, and grow old with the woman he cared for.
He chuckled inwardly, so they would have to adopt.
He squeezed her gently before releasing her and continuing to get dressed. She kept her back turned to him and he scanned over the dark red scratches. His eyes rested her lower back, a pale scar barely noticeable against her other wise flawless skin. He remembered Kagome coming to the academy, her usual chipper attitude gone. When he inquired why, she said that her father had become angry with her during kunai practice. He had thrown the kunai at her with out warning, testing her reaction time. She had evaded for the most part, the weapon aimed for her spine originally. But the damage was still great. It had gone through her back, piercing her ovary and destroying the small sack.
He shook his head, clearing the memory. That had been the day he had declared that nothing would happen to Kagome.
And he had, so far, made good on his word.
He pulled on his pants and shirt before turning back to her. She was already dressed, her hair loose around her shoulders to hide the dark red marks.
He pulled on his shoes and waited for her by the waters edge. She begrudgingly followed, looking disappointed at having to leave their safe haven so soon.
He brushed her hair from the side of her face and she smiled up at him.
"Shall we?"
He nodded and bent to kiss her gently. Pulling back before he lost control, he turned to the water and dove it.
Kagome begrudgingly followed, leaving their escape behind as she swam behind Itatchi through the tunnel.
….
They emerged out of the river, the moon reflecting beautifully off its surface. Both paused to look back, the image of their previous activities still fresh in both their memories. They both turned and looked at the other, both expressions the same emotionless mask, before disappearing, taking two separate paths through the forest.
Both where oblivious of the twin glares directed to them. Both pairs of eyes turned towards each other before disappearing.
AN-ok that's part one! This will be a short, but at the moment I have no idea how long it will actually be. I know, I know, I should be working on my other fics, but you cant control the creativity! You must go with the flow!
