N/A:I kept my word and updated before Christmas. The chapter's kind of short, because I've been in over my head with exams and preparing for the holidays, but I made it! Yay!

This chapter also has a theme...it's part of the lyrics of "Art of breaking" by Thousand Foot Krutch.

"I'll pick you up, won't let you fall
I'll build your trust and it won't hurt at all,

When I feel numb I'll let you know,
I won't become what I was before,

You cannot kill what's not your creation,
This is the Art of Breaking.
"

Desire

I woke up, rubbing my eyes. It was dark outside.

What happened?

I got up quickly and something slid down my body and fell on the ground. At a closer look, I realized it was Itachi's cloak.

"Sleep well?" I heard his voice and my eyes shot up to find him in front of me. I knitted my brows.

"What did you do to me?"

"You were incapable of reasoning, so I put you to sleep. Be thankful I didn't kill you." he replied coldly.

"I guess I should be thankful I'm not related to you."I shot back.

His eyes darkened.

"Don't speak of things you do not understand." his voice was threatening.

I knew better than to push things further, so I simply turned around, preparing to walk away. In a second, he was in front of me.

"The person who killed them all was me. The person who spared your life was me. I'll let you walk away now, unharmed, if you look into my eyes and tell me that's what you want." he was serious.

My eyes pierced into his. There was something strange about him, an aura of mystery. Why would he spare my life...after all he had done?

"I don't want to go." I admitted openly. "But I need you to answer one question for me."

He raised an eyebrow.

"It would be easy for you to get rid of me. Why don't you?"

His crimson eyes gleamed.

"That's simple. I don't want to."

"But why?" I insisted.

"Sorry, my pet...you only said one question." he replied, amused.

"I'm not your pet!" I snapped, turning my back on him so he wouldn't see I was fuming.

"Easy there, kitten...don't catch on fire." I heard his teasing voice.

Urgh!

I sat down, crossing my arms. I realized I was pouting, but couldn't care less right now. He sat down next to me.

"Besides, I'm fondof you." he said, but there was a touch of sarcasm in his tone.

"Don't be. You always end up killing the ones you're fond of." I wanted to take that back the moment I ended the phrase. I remember the killing intent in his eyes, when I crossed the line earlier. I looked at him, cautiously. He didn't seem angry...he wasn't even looking at me.

"Who said I was fond of them." he replied.

oooooOOoooo

I was only fond of one person that I killed...Doing such a thing willingly is a pain that surpasses any I have ever felt. From that moment on, I have been numb to everything else. But she doesn't need to know that. She is unaware of the condition required to activate this Mangekyou Sharingan...and I have no reason to enlighten her. Yet

ooooOOoooo

I kept silent. I just assumed he cared, since they were his family, but in truth no one would kill someone they cared about, right? The fact that he didn't kill Sasuke was proof...

There is some good inside of him. There has to be.

"Do you trust me?" he asked suddenly, his red eyes locking with mine. There was something about his expression that sent a chill up my spine.

Did I trust him? It seemed like such a hard question to answer...

"I'm aware of who you are and what you've done." I answer him instead.

His gaze never wavers.

"But do you trust me?"

It seems I was trying to avoid the answer. A part of me hated him...but I had come here alone to meet him...and I was still here. I had even kept our encounters secret.

"I have no idea why. But I trust you." I admitted, despite of myself.

The next thing I knew, his face was inches away from mine.

"You shouldn't." he whispered and I felt heat surge throughout my whole body. His eyes were still piercing into mine...Oddly, at that moment, despite of the fact that my heart was racing, I started to feel a little dizzy. My vision blurred and my senses weakened. But I could still feel his lips on my own. And it was driving me crazy.

He was so gentle, the touch of his lips against mine so slow and tender...like never before. I felt weak.

His hands were caressing my naked shoulders and I vaguely realized I had started to tremble.

I should push him away...the shadow of a thought occurred to me. But my mind was clouded and my senses dulled. My own movements seemed to be in slow motion.

His lips descended on my neck, to my collarbone and I closed my eyes...it wasn't like I could see all that well with them open anyway. I realized I was panting...it felt so good...Strangely all the objections inside of my mind had been silenced. And he was so agonizingly slow...my whole body was aflame. I wanted him to tear my clothes off and make me his right now...

I opened my eyes, trying to say something...but I had a hard time forming the words. He looked at me, smirking...teasing me. His crimson eyes were gleaming and I felt all the more dizzy looking into them...like they made my whole world spin.

Then it occurred to me. The unusual blurring of my vision...that sensation of dizziness. It seemed almost like I was drunk. My brows knitted.

I struggled to maintain the little focus I had achieved.

"Itachi." I knew my voice was cold. He looked at me, his expression as unreadable as ever. But his eyes...something was amiss.

"Is this real?" I asked, the drop of anger I had felt earlier was already causing ripples. I could feel myself snapping out of the dull state.

He grinned and there was a spark of admiration in his eyes I didn't fail to notice. Still, my gaze didn't soften. His hand reached my chin, tilting it up and his face drew closer to mine.

"Does it matter?" he spoke and his voice was soothing. I felt the same need for him that I had earlier. I tried to control myself. Breathing heavily, I tried to push him away.

"I'm not your toy!" I shouted and it felt like I was breaking out of invisible chains.

My vision returned to normal. My senses were sharp again and the sensation of dizziness was gone. My eyes widened as I realized he wasn't really close to me. He was leaning against a tree, this time a faint smile graced his features.

One of his illusions, huh? My temper was getting the best of me again...I was boiling inside. But by the look on his face I could tell that this was exactly what he wanted.

I breathed in deeply, calming myself. My lips curled up into a grin, as I looked him in the eyes.

"Are you that poorly equipped in reality that you have to use illusions to please a woman?" I asked him with biting sarcasm.

And I saw, before he had a chance to hide it, that my affirmation had surprised him. I smiled victoriously. But then, he did something I definitely did not expect. He burst into laughs.

ooooOOoooo

I feel the urge to lock her in a cage and keep her to amuse me forever. Granted, I haven't had this much fun in a very long time. She had detected the illusion, which wasn't that hard, really. Had I wished it, she would have never been able to tell it wasn't the real thing. I only did it to see her reaction. I had different scenarios planned out, depending on it.

First: she could have failed to realize it wasn't real, in which case I would have given up on her completely. Perhaps even killed her...I have no need for unskilled brats.

Second: she could have realized it was an illusion, but still want to go on with it...in which case I would deny her that benefit. Well...she did call me evil

Third: she could have realized it was an illusion and break into a fit of anger. I was more than sure she'd choose this path.

Both the second and the third option were entertaining, not to mention means to subjugate her...However...she was ahead of me this time. I wasn't expecting this reaction...but since she had insulted my...equipment, I felt compelled to show her just how wrong she was...

Would this make me play into your own game...kitten?

ooooOOoooo

He was approaching me with slow steps, like a predator cornering his prey. I wondered idly if he wanted to kill me now. So what if he seemed amused earlier? He was psychotic, for all I knew. But I wasn't about to back away now that I had started this. I remember when he told me not to start things I couldn't handle. My pride compelled me to prove that I could handle him.

Before I could realize what was happening, he was behind me, his arms circling around my waist. He turned me around and in a split second, my hands were resting against the bark of a tree as his body pressed against mine. I felt his breath on my neck as his tongue touched my ear lobe.

I gasped.

"You were saying...?" his voice was a sensual whisper in my ear.

I bit my lip, half in pleasure, half-angry at myself for liking it.

"Just give into me, kitten...you know you won't regret it."

Kitten? Just when did he start thinking he could...

My mind went blank as his hands trailed up my body and onto my breasts. His fingers touched my nipples through the fabric and I let my head fall back, surrendering. He bit my neck and I moaned as he pressed harder into me.

I take the poorly equipped part back.

His hands left my breasts and grabbed my shoulders, turning me to face him. His lips crushed against mine, without any warning, his tongue invading my mouth.

My own hands trailed down his body, stopping at his waist. He broke the kiss and smirked.

"Embarrassed, little girl?"

Little!

Glaring at him, I went lower.

"Never known a man's touch?" his voice was teasing.

Got a surprise for you there, buddy.

"Why don't you find out?" I asked, returning his smirk.

His hands lifted me into the air, pressing me against the bark of the tree. I looked into his unusual eyes...seeing the desire inside of them.

"Is that a challenge?" he whispered sensually.

As an answer, I leaned forward and tasted his lips. I wanted him so bad now, I didn't care about what he had done...but he released me and backed away.

I looked at him, puzzled. He smirked.

"It's past midnight...the three days are over."

"What?" I couldn't believe my ears.

"You heard me...Unfortunately, I can't be as generous with my time as you are." he replied, turning to leave.

I just stood there frozen. My brain was refusing to acknowledge what he had just said so suddenly.

"Until we meet again." he spoke, disappearing from my sight.

What just happened?

ooooOOoooo

I had arrived at our meeting place earlier than Kisame. It didn't bother me...it gave me room for reflection. It had been harder for me to stop myself that I had originally anticipated. There was a mix of innocence and passion inside of this girl that attracted me terribly, but the time was not right. Her unsatisfied desire would only grow and it served my purpose.

I feel something cold, melting upon contact with my skin. My eyes raise to the sky.

Snow...

I hold out my palm and crush the delicate flakes.

Now that I built her trust, it was time to break her.

A/N: Merry Christmas everyone and a Happy New Year!