Chapter 2. This chapter is mostly about Itachi and Shisui. First kiss and first love. More to come still
Life went on. But now Shisui was a large part of the family. He was over a lot of the time, ate dinner, spent the night and was even there to watch Itachi during his nap time. Itachi claimed it made him feel safe. Mikoto was jealous to say the least. She actually felt hatred toward Shisui. She despised him, but she fooled him with her happy loving smile.
Shisui was oblivious to that. He loved Mikoto and wished that she was his mother. He often told her that he loved her. Mikoto didn't think it was cute, but pretended to. Shisui was also in love with Itachi. He was his cousin after all, and he loved him. But there was a different type of love for Itachi that he had. It wasn't like the love he had for Mikoto either. It was deeper, stronger.
Shisui was only six making Itachi three. Nether of them really knew what love was. Sure they said "I love you." To their parents and to relatives, but they weren't sure what it was. Shisui found out his answer the afternoon before Itachi's fourth birthday.
Shisui had come home for lunch without Itachi, which was odd. They were always together. Shisui had called out for his mother, but expected no answer. He made himself a bowl of ramen and ate it. When he was finished he planned to find Itachi and go play by the river or something. Shisui was passing an empty room when he spotted his mother and father. Kissing. Shisui had seen them kiss before, but this type of kiss was more intense. Full of emotion. Shisui was in awe as they became more and more oblivious to the fact that their son was watching. They kept cooing that they loved each other. Shisui decided that that was love.
Shisui was in a rush to inform his smaller cousin about it. He found Itachi at his home; Mikoto was brushing his shoulder length hair. "Hello Aunt Mikoto." Shisui said. Mikoto glanced down at the small boy who was beaming up at her. She wanted that smile to disappear She smiled back. "Hello Shisui-chan." "Can Itachi play?" Mikoto's eyes drifted from Shisui to Itachi back to Shisui. "Fine." She muttered a little more menacingly then she had meant. Shisui either didn't hear or just ignored it. He took Itachi's small hand in his and led him away.
"I know what love is!" Shisui exclaimed when Itachi and him were at the river. "You do?" Itachi questioned. "Yes, yes. Its… well…" Shisui couldn't really figure out a way to exclaim it. "What is it?" Itachi asked. Shisui sighed. "Its hard to explain." Itachi huffed and settled down in the grass. "I could show you." Shisui said. He hated when he disappointed his cousin. Itachi's eyes grew wide and bright. "Yeah, yeah!" "Alright." Shisui began. His mind was searching for the memory. He had to do it perfectly, for Itachi's sake.
Shisui sat next to Itachi. "Don't move." Shisui instructed. Since Itachi had not seen it, he wouldn't know what to do. Best if he just stayed still. Shisui held Itachi in his arms, like father had to mother. He recalled every detail in the kiss. Tongues, panting, that was love. Shisui placed a kiss on Itachi. It was a timid kiss, not at all like the one he had witnessed. "That's love?" Itachi asked. "No, that's not it. I'm practicing." Shisui pulled back. This was it. Shisui decided he would do his best and try to imitate that kiss.
Shisui leaned toward Itachi, Itachi leaned back. Shisui's and Itachi's lips met. At first Shisui had drawn a blank on what to do next. Then it hit him. He stuck his tongue into Itachi's mouth witch was easy, since Itachi had it open. Itachi was pretty lifeless, as Shisui imitated the kiss. Then he joined it. He must have learned. Shisui thought distantly. Itachi was a genius after all. The kiss was filled with the same passion Shisui had felt when he saw mother and father. Tongues were licking each other, and the kissing its self was bruising. The kissed felt like hours when it had only been less than a minuet.
Shisui and Itachi pulled back panting. Itachi was smiling. Shisui was smiling. But Shisui felt as though he had done something wrong, very wrong. "That was love!" Itachi said after a moment of silence. Shisui nodded. Why did he feel so bad? He didn't do anything wrong. Shisui glanced at Itachi. Even as a three year old, Itachi was showing signs of being a great ninja. Unlike him. Shisui liked to play around and joke. Plus it was obvious that Itachi would turn out to be a looker when he was older. Even now Itachi was very cute. Shisui couldn't help but smile. He loved Itachi, and he knew Itachi felt the same way.
Shisui tried to forget about how bad he felt after the kiss. He asked Itachi if he felt bad. Itachi said no, he felt good. Great even. As they began walking home. Shisui decided that they shouldn't tell anyone about the kiss. He informed Itachi. When asked why, Shisui replied that they would be jealous and they would not be able to do it again. Itachi didn't want that, and agreed.
The kiss was the begging of many. In fact it almost became a habit. When Shisui was eight and Itachi was five, Shisui discover what that kiss had really meant.
Lust.
Shisui also discovered why he felt so bad about the first time they kissed.
Incest.
Both were wrong Shisui learned. He was sure Itachi knew, he was no fool. Shisui knew this was wrong and was alright about it.