First I'd like to say, I am so sorry this took FOREVER to get to you guys! It's the end of semester and studying needs to be done! Second, thank you so much for al your lovely reviews! I shall never give up on this story! not till it's complete!
To make it up to you guys I extended this chapter a bit as well!
Also **WARNING** there is a little more smutty text in this chapter! I hope you all like it, if not then I hope I don't offend anyone! Please enjoy!
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I am Taimukipa.
Barbed Collar
Chapter 7
"No." The word rang loud and firm through the room.
"Aww! Come on! Pleaaase!" Shisui was begging Itachi, on his knees gripping the cat's arm in a tight unrelenting hug.
"Absolutely not. Are you some kind of fool Shisui?" Itachi snapped back, still half heartedly trying to tug his arm away from Shisui's iron tight grip.
"I'm a grand fool. Please Itachi you just have to!" He cried out again pulling his cat, knocking him off balance as Itachi stumbled to the side somewhat.
"Shisui you are insane. There's no way I'll be your date, and there's absolutely no way I'm going dressed as a woman. You're just insulting the both of us by begging like this." He said in a low dark voice, though his expression was calm he was trying to invoke Shisui to set on fire with his eyes.
"Itaaachiii! You have to please! You're the only one that's good enough! I'd never be able to find a date, you're the smartest person ever! It would work! We could pull it off Itachi!" He said grinning widely to Itachi. Though Itachi's expression only darkened more.
"Shisui have you thought about any of the repercussions of doing such a thing!? What if we were found out? What if we were told to act intimate? What if afterwards it gets out that the great Shisui Uchiha has a woman on his arm and you're expected to deal with the questions it would bring forth?" Itachi snapped at him tugging his arm again.
Shisui grinned at him.
"Itachi this could work! No one will find out and if we have to act intimately we'll just distract everyone before we have to do anything! And afterwards I'll just say that it didn't work out and we went our separate ways mutually!" He said standing up to hold Itachi's hand. "Please oh please!" He cried out.
Itachi looked haggard. It was well deserved. Shisui had been relentlessly pursuing this effort for the past two hours, non stop. It even interrupted their lunch. But Shisui just wouldn't accept no as an answer. His work sat untouched as the two were in the office.
Itachi was quiet as he watched Shisui for what seemed like the longest moment. Shisui's eyes widened when Itachi finally let out a faint sigh and closed his eyes. He mumbled something and Shisui's grin widened, his eyes brightened.
"What was that Itachi?" He asked lightly. Itachi glowered at him.
"... I said... that fine... I'll do it." He muttered darkly. Shisui grinned even wider, if possible and cheered.
"Thank you Itachi! you're the best! I'll be sure to blow them away with you on my arm!" He cheered happily. He was grinning from ear to ear as Itachi glowered at him, his ears pressed down on his head in a show of annoyance, his tail flicked lightly.
Shisui looked back to Itachi and tilted his head. "Ah, so... to be a woman, you know, you're going to need a dress." He said and grinned darkly. Itachi's eyes widened a fraction and then he was glowering again. When Itachi opened his mouth to say something Shisui quickly cut him off.
"I'll go get my seamstress stay right there!" He cried out quickly as he sprinted out of the room laughing.
Shisui sat in the chair as Itachi stood up on a three inch tier, his arms held out as his seamstress, paid to keep her mouth shut, took his measurements. He was doing all he could to cover the wide grin that had appeared on his face as every inch closer the seamstresses hands measure Itachi's body, the cat's tail or ear would twitch irritably. He was thankful Itachi's eyes were closed during the process, or else he would surely see Shisui's red face from trying hard not to laugh, and immediately revoke his earlier agreement.
"So what kind of, er... dress were ya lookin' for sir?" She asked turning to him as she wrote down Itachi's measurements. At this, Itachi relaxed and dropped his arms, opening his eyes, in which Shisui quickly cleared his throat to speak properly.
"I wanted something classic and elegant. But it'll have to be a design suited for his figure of course, so that no one will see he isn't a woman." He said calmly walking over to her. "Can you do that?" He asked her.
The woman, in her late twenties took a look back to Itachi and couldn't help but blush somewhat as Itachi watched her, his head cocked tot he side, an almost innocent expression on his face.
"Of course I can!" She said happily before looking up almost dreamily. "He's got one of the best faces I've seen! There are so many designs I could put him in!" She said blissfully. Shisui smiled to her and then laughed. He trusted this seamstress, since she was only dedicated to her work and nothing more, so there was no reason for her to rat them out.
"Glad to hear it! I'm sure whatever you craft will be perfect. And If you can get it too me in a couple of days, I'll throw in a generous tip." he coaxed her. With a bright smile she promised she'd do just that, and the dress she would make would be enough to knock the crowd out! As she packed up her things and then left, a sly grin came to his ace as he eyed Itachi in the corner of the room.
Itachi had been looking out tot he side of course, as usual, but seemed to feel his gaze quickly. With a flick of his ear, Itachi looked to Shisui hesitantly and then glowered at the expression he saw.
"... What is it now...?" Itachi asked, his voice cautious. Shisui chuckled lowly before slinking his way over to Itachi, coming up behind him and leaning against him, grinning widely, holding his shoulders.
"You knoooow~ You need etiquette lessons!" He said lightly causing Itachi to blink at him confused.
".. Why's that? I'm polite enough..." He said calmly. Shisui grinned more.
"Yes! But that's on a males side of the rules!" He said laughing. "You need to learn proper etiquette for a female now!" At this news, Itachi blinked, his eyes widened but a fraction.
"Ah- Shisui, I don't think that's such a good-"
"C'mon it'll be fun!" He cheered, cutting Itachi off mid sentence and then grabbing his wrist happily pulling him tot he dining hall, where he'd already had his servants set up a dining set for Itachi to practice from.
As Shisui dragged Itachi down the hall and tot he dining room, Itachi didn't say much besides a few complaints for Shisui to 'please stop' or that there was little reason for Shisui to see Itachi do this. He inwardly laughed as he opened the dining room doors and then led Itachi to the table, pushing him down into a seat in front of a dining set. Shisui grinned and then pushed in his chair.
"M'lady~" He cooed out lightly, earning a dark look from Itachi, who's ears were pressed against his head irritably.
"Do not refer to me as a woman or I'll walk away and do something better with my time." He heard Itachi say in a low voice. He laughed lightly before nodding, complying with Itachi for once.
"Alright, well, as you know, dinner etiquette for a man requires him to tuck his napkin into his shirt. As a woman, you need to gently unfold it and place it in your lap." He explained as the first step. Itachi let out a faint sigh before doing so. Shisui frowned and then reached out tapping his back. "Don't hunch over! Posture is everything! Man or woman, you know that Itachi." He cooed grinning once again.
Itachi only shut his eyes and let out another loud sigh before doing so.
"Proper dinner conversation for the woman, is to speak when spoken directly to, otherwise her escort will answer the question about her." He said, going over it in his head. "You mustn't sigh, grumble or mumble. Glare, stare or act inappropriately!" he listed off the things he'd been taught about 'proper woman'. "If not spoken too, keep your gaze lowered to the floor, as well as your head tilted down just slightly while giving off an appropriate personality!" He said.
Itachi listened intently to everything Shisui said, mimicking all of his rules. Hands folded on lap, fan held in your right hand, the proper way to have your head lifted, as long as the fan was open to encourage an air of being demure. Shisui explained what Itachi's role as a woman would be to him, basically to make him look good, as superficial as Shisui thought that was.
Personally, Shisui wanted Itachi on his arm... well, because Itachi was good company. He could relate the the man. Shisui was happy enough to be able to have lengthy conversations with Itachi where he didn't get bored. With any of the woman he's seen, been introduced to or dated, he never felt any kind of connection with them that couldn't turn out to be only physical. With Itachi, he felt he really could connect with the man, really crawl under his skin an feel at home, and he felt like Itachi would be the kind of person to allow him to do so.
Besides that, every time Itachi got just too close to him, Shisui's heart would start pounding like he was in love!
Of course... that was just because he must be allergic to Itachi. It wasn't unnatural, a lot of people were allergic to cats! Shisui had to chalk it up to biology. Besides that, that dream he'd had must have been a contender! The woman in the dream looked just like Itachi, with the ears and tail she had on... it had been a woman right?
But it still didn't matter, no allergy was going to keep him from being friends with Itachi and being able to stay with his cat!
Shisui took a good two hours to teach Itachi the mechanics of woman's etiquette at the dinner table, in a social setting and the proper mannerisms. There were but a few more lessons Shisui would have to teach Itachi, and those were mostly physical. But since it was getting later and later, and Shisui still had mountains of work piled up he had to do, he had to call their time together today to an end.
He led Itachi out into the gardens lastly, where the man sat on a stone bench to relax in the sun. Shisui told him he'd let Itachi eat an early dinner out here, since Shisui had taken up so much time tutoring the cat and having him measured before, he was probably hungry by now, having missed lunch.
"Thank you Shisui. Please, don't work too hard." He said, his eyes calm with a gently compassion in them, for Shisui. For him to take care of himself and be okay.
Never the less, Shisui had ran back into the house with a beat red face. Ahh, there are those allergies again. He'd of course skip dinner and try to catch up on his work. He would even try to work a little later into the night so that he could possibly get some of tomorrow's work done to make it up to Itachi.
He knew the cat enjoyed eating together most of all, though he never told SHisui why yet... Shisui wasn't going to pry though, he knew that Itachi would tell him when he was ready.
Besides that, Shisui still had a few more lessons to teach Itachi! Since they still had five days to teach Itachi, and have him perform the lessons to show he'll be capable of doing them when the situation called for it. Then would come the hardest part, where hopefully his seamstress could deliver Itachi's outfit within two or three days, so that Itachi can practice in that as well.
Shisui made it back to his office, a wide smile spread across his face as he thought of the kind of outfit Itachi could wear. He took a seat and then slowly dragged his mind away from thoughts of Itachi, in order to focus on his work.
"Tsk... damn paper work..." He mumbled as he got to reading through and filling out all the necessary information.
After doing work till the late hours of the night, his thoughts going back and forth from work, to Itachi, to Itachi wearing a dress. Shisui eventually found himself sitting at his desk, his head on top of his papers as he stared blankly to the wall, picturing nothing but Itachi in different designer dresses, he decided to call it quits.
Picturing Itachi in a form fitting black dress with the back slitted open. He imagined if Itachi set those luring coal orbs onto him alone, and asked him to slip the dress off him and-
Shisui bolted up from his seat, slamming his hands onto the desk. He stood stiffly like that, his lips pursed. He hadn't really thought that right...?
The loud 'dong' of the clock in his office suddenly went off and Shisui jumped, looking over to see it was midnight. He slowly untensed and then let out a relieved sigh.
That must just be it. It was midnight and he'd been working for a while, of course he'd start thinking some strange things. Rubbing his head, he took a step back and then left his desk, deciding to go into his study and have a glass of sake to help him relax before he slept.
He managed to set a fire in the fireplace and then with a loud sigh, flopped onto the soft seat there.
"Hm... this should all be fun." He mumbled to himself as he poured himself a cup of sake. He let his thoughts drift off to the banquet, the scenario with Itachi on his arm, dazzling the crowd, and Shisui getting to keep him all to himself. Shisui chuckled. Eventually, his thoughts drifted solely onto Itachi.
What if he would come to resent Shisui for making him do this? Shisui had to pause at that question. Of course Itachi didn't seem the type to agree to something, only later to resent the person, right? No way, if Itachi didn't want to do it, he wouldn't have agreed to it!
Shisui nodded to himself, sipping down the rest of the sake in his glass, absentmindedly pouring another.
What if the only reason Itachi agreed though, was not because he was alright with doing it, but instead because he was still stuck on being Shisui's 'slave' and couldn't find it in himself to disobey him? That was terrible! That wasn't what Shisui was thinking at all!
He really wanted Itachi to have agreed because, he truly wouldn't mind doing such a thing...
"Hm... ah, if that's true though... what do I do...?" He asked, slowly a sinking feeling filled him. He pouted heavily, gazing into the fire with a lost expression.
He did this for a long while before he still hadn't noticed that the bottle of sake was almost empty... Shisui sat there, slumped in the plush red armchair, cheeks flushed and eyes glazed over from the sake. The empty cup slowly fell from his hand and clattered onto the carpet, rolling tot he side as he felt exhaustion engulf him, his eyes threatened to close right then and there, but of course he knew better than to sleep in a chair, when his bed was always so comfortable.
Itachi's bed would be more comfortable though... with his slim body pressed up right against Shisui's, the two would fit together like a puzzle.
"Hn... right against me..." Came out the slurred words from the drunk as he moved his hand, slowly running it up his torso as if he was trying to imagine how it would feel pressed up against Itachi, chest to chest, or even chest to back, it didn't really matter as long as it was Itachi that he was close to.
With Itachi fast asleep, his perfect porcelain skin lit up by the moonlight, Itachi would only look like some kind of heavenly being, some kind of dark angel that flew into his life and became only his.
"Nn..." Shisui slowly let his eyes close as he fought to stay awake, but sleep pulled him down.
"Nyah~" Came out the soft mewl of pleasure. Shisui opened his eyes to see his ceiling. It was dark in his bedroom. He looked over at the voice to see a figure, who's face was silhouetted, on his lap, riding him.
The person seemed to be getting a lot out of it. Shisui felt it too. The voice was light, and faint, like a female.
Well, of course it was a woman he was with. That wasn't different.
"Am, I doing it right, master~?" The voice mewled out as she slid up and down on his member.
"Unn... you're doing, just fine..." he groaned out pleased. "Go faster..." He breathed out, reaching out to hold her hips and help her go faster.
"Ah, ahh~! S-Shisui~" She gasped out, a pleased moan fell from her lips, and Shisui couldn't help but feeling hot all over from it. Looking to her again, he could see her panting heavily, arching her back in time with her movements. Shisui wondered if he could make it even better.
His hips started bucking up in time with her.
"A-Ahh!" She cried out, her red cheeks grew redder if possible, and in a rush of euphoria cat ears suddenly poked out onto her head, and a tail flicked against his leg. At the sight of it, Shisui felt himself growing warmer, like that was really what it should look like, almost... something was missing. he could tell this woman was getting just what she was there for, but Shisui felt himself unable to feel the pleasure she was getting from this... like something was missing...
"Ah, you like that?" He managed to get out, teasing her with his boyish charm, as he normally would. She only writhed against him, causing a groan to come from him as she nodded. He chuckled though. "Ahh, alright, don't get too excited now, ne?" He teased her.
"I won't..." She spoke causing Shisui to slowly stop his movements. Her voice... seemed a bit different. He shook it off though, it was probably just him. "... Master... you stopped..." She spoke out in a whisper. He saw her tilt her head, though her face was still shaded. "Shall I continue, for you?" She asked.
Shisui blinked.
"Continue, for me-eaah!" He suddenly cried out, tilting his head back, his eyes wide as she suddenly was riding him hard, squeezing against him tightly and sliding up roughly and slamming back down.
In seconds Shisui wasn't even coherent anymore.
"Ah-! OH... Sh-shit.. y-you're good- hah!" He panted out.
"Shh... just relax." She said rubbing his chest. His eyes became glazed over and his mind felt foggy as he was swimming in pleasure. He was moaning and groaning out as she continued. He was rocking his hips up in time to her, trying to get the maximum pleasure out of this experience.
He briefly thought that it should have been illegal to feel this good. Just who was this person?
"Do you feel good now, master?" Shisui's eyes slid shut as that low voice taunted him, making him harder. He didn't question why her voice suddenly got lower, like a mans voice. It didn't matter right now. He wondered if this was a dream, if he really was having an intimate experience with a man. He'd just have to open his eyes and see...
It was probably because he was drunk... he wondered what kind of guy it would be... what kind of guy would The, Shisui Uchiha, go for exactly...? He could have laughed, it was probably some rich guy with blonde hair, he always liked blonde hair, it reminded him of the sun... or maybe he would have dark hair as black as night. Shisui didn't like tans, so their skin color would have to be creamy and soft.
He groaned, moving his hips up faster, starting to pant lightly, as was the other contender in the 'Shisui's inappropriate dream sequence'. He wondered if he'd end up coming...? Shisui wasn't homosexual of course. He'd never really found a man to be attractive before. There was little chance that this dream would do nothing but torture him, and he'd have to wake up and find some way to relieve himself then. He could feel it already, slowly waking up... like the dream was falling apart, fading away.
It would be over soon. He thought thrusting his hips up, earning a pleasure moan from the other. Shisui panted, groaning out at times himself. He could open his eyes. He reached out to grab the others hips again and pull him down harder as he thrust up, the two moaned out at the friction and force. It would be funny right? Seeing the man Shisui would dream about something like this with... He moved and then without thought, rolled over, switching the two's positions, so he was thrusting hard into the other, suddenly causing loud moans and mewls to fill the room. So why was he so scared to open his eyes? Was it because there was one person he didn't want it to be?
Itachi flashed through his mind causing himself to grow harder, thrusting into his mewling companion harder.
But that was silly, Itachi was his friend. Sure, Itachi was, in some aspects, considered 'attractive' Shisui had come to terms with that! It wasn't unnatural to think! Sure, he'd had other dreams and thoughts about Itachi that he couldn't really explain, but those were all just flukes, accidents! And maybe sure... he had those, allergic reactions to him also.. but that didn't mean anything!
besides, how could Shisui do such a thing, think or consider it even, when it concerned Itachi? He was trying so hard to get closer to the cat, something like this would make him run away undoubtedly. Shisui cherished their friendship. He cherished it so much that not even drunk Shisui could possibly defile that kind of sanctity. So what was he so afraid for? There was no reason to be after all!
He felt a little better after that little thought process. He felt things fading away faster now. He was conscious of the fact that he was asleep and waking up. He was getting harder too, the more he kept this up, he knew it was going to happen.
"Ah... nn, oh... Ita..." He panted out between moans. As he felt the last remnants of the dream fading away, Shisui braved it, and opened his eyes.
And of course...
Itachi lay before him, face contorted with pleasure, porcelain cheeks flushed, eyes shut in euphoria.
"It-Ita-ahh, Itachi~" Shisui moaned out as he came, shutting his eyes as the dream vanished.
Something loud popped and Shisui jumped in his seat.
"...?" He blinked bleary eyes and looked around. He was still in his study, the fire was starting to burn out, and the empty bottle of sake was as he had left it, empty. The pop had come from the fire of course. He lifted his hand to rub his eye, groaning.
His head was starting to throb, god, he was gonna have such a hangover in the morning... maybe he should leave a note to push back his work a couple of hours. He paused though in mid rub and stared out blankly, his dream started to come back to him. Suddenly, his eyes widened as flashes of the intimacy went through his head.
God... please no... He thought to himself. Why... why was he having so many indecent thoughts about his new companion!? It's not like he liked Itachi like that! He could admit to himself that Itachi was attractive, yes, but he'd gone through this! He'd told himself to watch out for this sort of thing!
Why was it happening so frequently? It's something he couldn't do, not just because Itachi wouldn't want it, but if he were to ever betray Itachis trust then there was no hope!
Shisui slowly pushed himself up, feeling heavy and bleary as he stumbled a bit, knocking into the table, the sake bottle clattered onto it's side and he looked to it quietly for a moment. That had to be it! He was just thinking of Itachi too much when he was drinking and in his drunken state he started to think weird things again! He managed to breath a sigh of relief. Now all he had to do was get back to bed and pretend none of this had happened...
As he started to stumble back to his room though, he had to pause as he finally noticed the sticky substance running down his leg. Cursing under his breath he decided to wipe himself down before anything as to not arouse suspicion come morning.
"And he isn't up yet?" Itachi asked in a low voice, speaking to Shisui's two morning attendants. The woman exchanged worried looks before looking back to Itachi.
"We tried many times to rouse him, but he just keeps ushering us away. If he doesn't get up his work will be late..." One said. The other, he thought her name was Madeline spoke up.
"Ah! Maybe you could get him up, Itachi-san!" She asked him with pleading eyes. "... We found an empty bottle of sake in the study and so, we had to assume that Mister Shisui decided to drink before he retired... It's no wonder he's being so difficult this morning..." She mumbled, turning her gaze to the side, only to be scolded by the other maid at her words against their employer. Quickly she apologized to him, though he didn't see reason for her to do such a thing. If she really felt all that bad about it, she should just apologize to Shisui directly.
He let out a sigh and then shut his eyes.
"I'll get him up then. Please go back to whatever it is, you're supposed to do." He said before turning away and then heading towards Shisui's room as he heard the two gushing about something behind him.
When he arrived at Shisui's room, he let out a faint sigh before knocking on the door.
No reply.
He tried knocking again, his ears flicked up straight, trying to listen for any kind of movement in the room.
"... Shisui." He called out once. Still though, there was no reply. Itachi decided to take the next step and enter into the room. "I'm coming in." He announced, opening the door. He spotted Shisui, curled up under his covers, the curtains were still shut, blocking out the afternoon sunlight. He frowned as Shisui happily snored the day away.
"Hn." He knew this man better than that... Shisui was so dedicated to his work, that even with the difficulties of going through paper work, Itachi knew Shisui would be disappointed in himself to let a full day go by just because he was a little hung over.
Walking over to the bed, he paused and then reached out touching Shisui's arm.
"Shisui..." he called again, earning a muffled response from the man. Itachi could smell the sake on him... that and soap. Shisui had probably wiped himself off before bed instead of taking an actual bath... so he would need one of those as well after he woke up. "... Shisui wake up. It's very late." He said, trying to coax the man. The bundle under the covers shuffled slightly and groaned.
"Nn... 'Tachi...?" The weak voice came out. Itachi's ears twitched at the nick name, but he didn't feel upset by it at all.
"Aa. It's time to get up. You're wasting the day." he said pulling back, going over tot he curtains. Just as he heard Shisui shuffling again to removed himself from under the covers, Itachi opened the curtains, earning a hiss from his master. He turned to face Shisui thought who was desperately trying to adjust his eye sight and wake up, and Itachi thought he looked like a mess.
"Unn... close, it..." He groaned.
"You look like a mess." He spoke out honestly. "... You have to get up. Take a bath, eat something small and get some work done. A letter from your seamstress came in today. I believe it's to tell you about the delivery of the... outfit, I'm to wear at the end of the week..." He said a bit bitterly, his ears pressing against his head as he looked irritably to the side.
He stiffened though, his ears flew up and his eyes widened just a fraction as he slowly looked down, seeing Shisui leaning against him, his head pressed to his stomach.
"... Shisui?" He called out lightly, but made no move to push him away. Shisui didn't answer at first, and Itachi was a little confused.
"... Ah, nothing..." Came Shisui answer finally. The man slowly moved, sitting up and letting out a loud yawn, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. Itachi watched him as he slowly woke up, called in for a bath to be drawn and tried to adjust himself, taking some medicine for the hangover he probably has.
Itachi took a seat on the end of the bed to oversee Shisui as he tried to ready himself to face whatever was left of the day. It was... calming. To just be able to wait, and watch. Not be expected to draw Shisui's bath or pick his clothes out... Shisui didn't ask those things of him. In the short time they'd known each other he never asked for any of those things.
It was still so soon, and Itachi hated to admit it to himself... but it was in his nature to be aloof... and to become attached... He felt welcome here, with Shisui. Shisui understood how to handle him... as demeaning as it was to admit, Shisui had done a good job in taming him, his suspicion and such... But Itachi was shown kindness here, was brought in to luxury to live in it, not clean it. He was comfortable here. he couldn't help but fall into a routine of following Shisui around. His master. His... friend.
His tail twitched slightly at the thought, and though you'd ever be able to tell by just glancing at him... the corner of his mouth had turned up, into a faint smile.
Alright, there's the seventh chapter I hope you all enjoyed it! Please forgive me for any grammar or spelling mistakes! I was in a rush to get this chapter out for you all because I love you guys.
So please review, they make me feel very happy to read! Criticism is still and always accepted!
Hopefully the semester will be over soon so I can go on winter break and bust out a few more chapters on time for you guys! I'll do my best to get up chapter 8 asap, have a good night/day/evening/morning/dawn/dusk everyone!
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