A/n: An Exchange with Akuma Memento Mori, sorry this took so long to get out. I was originally writing a much longer, more complex fan fiction but I felt so bad that it was taking so long that I whipped this one up. The other one will be up soon, but I really hope you like this one!
Warnings: Yaoi
Pairing: ItachiXIruka
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Scanning the surrounding area, Itachi made sure that no one worth taking notice of was around. When he was sure that there were no threats, he entered the clearing in the middle of the forest. Walking up behind the other person who had their back to him, he rested his hand on their shoulder. When the person spun around in alarm, Itachi waited for them to make out his face in the darkness. When the person sighed in relief, Itachi allowed the other male to hug him; he even returned the hug to show him that he had missed the other male as well.
Tilting the other person's head up so that he could look Itachi in the eyes, Itachi gently removed the band that was keeping the other male's hair up. Running his fingers through the silky brown hair, Itachi tilted their head up more and gently kissed the other's lips.
Pulling away Itachi asked, "I missed you Iruka. I hope you didn't you have any trouble getting here?"
Iruka shook his head no and replied, "I missed you too Itachi." Leaning up, Iruka kissed Itachi this time. Wrapping his arms around Itachi's neck, Iruka pulled his hair tie away as well and tangled his fingers in Itachi's long hair.
Resting his larger hands on Iruka's thin waist, Itachi slowly moved his hands up so he could un-zip Iruka's vest. Once that was done with, he pulled Iruka's shirt off and pulled Iruka's body as close to his as he could without hurting his lover.
Shivering when his shirt and vest came off, Iruka quickly unbuttoned Itachi long cloak and stretched it around him so that he was even closer to Itachi's warm body. Running his hands up Itachi's shirt, Iruka felt out which muscles Itachi had built more of. Dragging his blunt nails down Itachi's back, Iruka could feel Itachi shake. Abruptly, Iruka found his back pressed into the grass below them, and Itachi's body pressing into his above him.
Shaking in pleasure when his soft pink lips were claimed by Itachi's slightly rough ones, Iruka wrapped his arms tighter around Itachi; pulling him even closer.
That night their bodies moved together passionately as they rediscovered their forgotten forms. That night, there was no good and evil, no fighting, there was only two lovers reuniting. That night they weren't Itachi the criminal or Iruka the teacher, they were just Itachi and Iruka; forbidden lovers.