Hi guys :D I just wanted to say thank you again and to warn you that this chapter is definitely not for small children or immature people -_- Anyway enjoy!

I used a lot of mushy lovey songs for this chapter,

J-Holiday Suffocate

Elliot Yamin Wait For You

They set a theme for me for some reason. ._. Can't tell ya. But anyway stay with me! 3 I love you all! 3 3 3


The evening air seemed to shimmer around her, the slight breeze ruffling her hair sent the scent of roses to Itachi. He was absolutely transfixed on her. The fleeting daylight brought with it a quiet peaceful cool. He grinned and waved her inside. Grabbing her arm he pulled her close. Her skin was still hot from the sun. She rose on her toes to kiss him sweetly, almost knocking him off his feet. He swayed but steadied himself. This time she closed the door and kissed him again. He broke it and led her to the master bedroom they had been in earlier.

He felt her sigh deeply as she looked around the dim room. He had lit candles everywhere, rose petals were scattered all over the bed. Itachi soon found himself running his fingers through her hair which was soft as silk. He leaned forward and kissed the point on her neck where her pulse beat strong.

Her love makes men fools. He realized.

They were both breathing faster with sexual anticipation. His hands found the hem of her shirt and lifted it over her head. He was losing his mind, and he didn't care in the least. Her skin was so soft and delicate. He slid her bottoms off slowly. His breath caught as he looked at her in only her bra and panties. He touched her so lightly goose bumps spread and she gasped. He put his lips to her neck again and gently sank his teeth into the soft flesh. Nothing had ever been like this, and nothing could ever compare to it. Amai would belong to him.

The Sharingan he possessed had many uses surprisingly. Unsurprisingly it was mainly used for domination. Itachi had used it in many evil hateful ways, but now he would use it to do something ultimately good. He was going to hand himself over to Amai. The desperation in this act was due to the fact that she had melted the ice wall he had built around his heart. She brought him to his knees, made him vulnerable, made him feel. There was no longer doubt within him that he had fallen for her. Itachi wanted to show Amai that and wanted her to know that it was true.

Gazing down at her he traced the shape of her panties along her abdomen. She clutched at him. His fingers tiptoed under the elastic of them. Creeping down farther he felt her womanhood, already hot and wet with anticipation. She gasped and her body shuddered. He smirked.

"Don't smile." She said shielding her face. He gently moved her hands, taking one and placing it where he was hard.

"Don't worry Little Angel, I am not much better."

Suddenly her hands seemed to have a mind of their own as they explored his body. He couldn't hold back any longer. Pushing her back down against the bed a wild animal hunger took over. He was ready to take what was rightfully his. But before he penetrated her he looked at her. The expression on her face told him she was ready. Closing his eyes he breathed deeply. All three in the Sharingan appeared. Everything was completely still for just one moment. Then he opened his eyes and pushed inside.

In the instant their eyes met pleasure flooded Itachi and he was transported into a dark place. For seconds he waited draped in passion and pleasure, faintly aware that his body was moving, and of Amai's moans. Rose petals began to flutter around him in a pleasant smelling wind. Colors burst and exploded around him so fast his eyes couldn't properly follow. The sensations rushing through his body were met with a knowledgeable bliss as well. He was being transported into Amai's soul.

Memories flew by him in swirls of what looked to be starlight. His brain was being filled with memories of pain, of happiness. And then all he saw was himself, from her eyes. To her he was nothing short of a knight, a dark knight who had saved her from not being all that she could be. He had given her new possibilities. In a moment he knew she truly understood him and his pain, in ways no one could. She saw his monstrosities and still loved him.

The passion and pleasure evaporated. He stood unaware of his body or anything. The feeling that hung in the air wasn't bad, but the complete opposite. He peered around in the black looking for any existence. Was he dead? Suddenly it was like a ball of fire had burst and sent it's light into the darkness. Itachi was standing in a room made of stone, a pink carpet lay in front of him, leading to a throne. He took in a breath when he saw the woman standing in front of it. She was tall and graceful, with long wavy honey colored hair that fell below her feet. The serene eyes that looked at him were a rich green. Large red wings stood erect as if she were waiting to take flight. Itachi didn't feel any sort of evil or corruption encasing her, but a word came to his lips.

"Mother." He whispered. Of course she wasn't his mother, he only sensed that from the power she radiated. A small kind smile crossed her lips.

"Why do you call me that?"

Itachi shrugged.

"What are you?"

She laughed lightly,

"A goddess of course. The Goddess of Angels is what I am. But I prefer to be known as Mother of all Angels."

Itachi said nothing.

"Itachi Uchiha... You see the beast sealed within Amai, yet you do not flee. Why?"

For a moment he was shocked into silence. Then he felt the answer rising within him.

"because I love her." He whispered.

"Yes. She makes you weak. But she is the only weakness left in your numb heart. And in many cases weakness like this, is good."

"She makes me feel again. And she sees beyond my evil."

"Which is why you love her. Tell me one more thing."

"Yes Mother, anything."

"Have you realized your souls call out to one another?"

"What do you mean?" He felt shaky.

"You two are soulmates."


Pein had been around much death in his lifetime. He had witnessed it, dealt it, and neared it. It was like a game of cards, and at the moment he was winning his hand. He had seen many Jinchuriki waste away to obtain their beasts. He rather enjoyed to stroke their power and to feel his own inviting it to join him. Yet what came with power were secrets. And there were many secrets involved with this organization. Most were unknown by many of the members.

"You hesitate." Obito growled in front of him, startling him out of his daze. The tall shinobi stood there, the Sharingan arming his eye from behind a mask.

Pein straightened and looked at him seemingly without fear.

"Obito-Sama, you realize she isn't ready yet."

"I don't believe that to be true. We both know what she did to Deidara." Obito's deep voice was always very unsettling.

"I still don't think she's ready."

"Well I'm the one in charge. You're just my puppet acting in my place. Do what I say, when she returns you are to send her off. No Itachi. No guard."

"I hope you realize Itachi will fight that request."

"Ahh yes love drives people mad." He shook his head,

"Get it done."

Pein leaned on his hands, thinking of how he acted under someone ele's rule. It had always irritated him to the maximum. Maybe someday he would use his Angel to rid himself of the vermin. He felt soft hands on his shoulders and grabbed them delicately.

"You know you don't have to do what he says Pein." Konan's voice in his ear.

"Yes I do. You and I both know this. At least we do... Until I fell it's safe to overthrow him."

"I see you're still waiting for that. Is Amai the one for it?"

"I believe so. She could take care of him in one swift blow. Imagine what she could do to a village with that beast?"

Konan's subtle seductive laugh filled the silence,

"Well I think you've got it all planned out dear. I like it..." She trailed off and stepped in front of him,

"You realize that, we've grown to be such insidious people?"

"I realized that when Yahiko passed." He said flatly.


"Okay guys now we need to follow the path. Try and find Senshi... And then if we don't then we need to move backward. We've scoped the countryside and it led us here. Now we need to go closer to home." Takehiko stated to his companions almost morbidly.

Over the three days they stayed in the cave they regained strength, slowly rehydrated their bodies, and recovered from sunburns. Now they were ready to leave again. Takehiko told everyone -including himself- that he had accepted that he may never see Senshi again. He knew no one believed him, but the nodded and smiled anyway. That gave him peace of mind, if only slightly. The heat from the summer hadn't died down in the slightest but they'd made plans to be smarter about their reserves of water.

"We're following the way we came except we're going to skip the Waterfall Village. I have a feeling wherever they are they're near the Cloud somewhere."

They all sighed realizing that so much more travel was ahead of them. But they began to walk back toward the forest, to the trees.

After walking for about two hours Takehiko's hope was so dim, a slight breeze would blow the rest of it out. Senshi had not been in any of the trees. They'd stayed quiet at times, shouted for him at others, kept their heads trained above. The edge of the forest was only twenty feet in front of them.

The shuffling of leaved next to them peaked his hope once more. A breeze lighter than air rushed past them and settled at the edge of the forest. Takehiko's hair stood on end, the hope evaporating to fear. He slowly turned his head to the tall shinobi in front of he and his team. Only one name came to mind,

"Uchiha." He murmured.

The wind had picked up somewhere and leaves now tumbled around the rogue ninja making him look like much more of a threat. He rocked his head back, apparently working his neck.

"Well you got my last name correct." The voice that came from Itachi was surprisingly monotone. There was not a single bit of emotion in it.

"Itachi Uchiha right? The one who killed his own family?"

"I'd watch the way you talk to me. After all I'm not the one who almost died of ignorance. By the way weren't you looking for this-?"

Itachi snapped his fingers and Senshi dropped from the trees, and joined Itachi's side. Takehiko was overcome with such joy he fell to his knees and beckoned at the creature.

"Senshi! Come here!"

Senshi let out a sound Takehiko barely heard but when it registered he jumped to his feet. Itachi was smirking.

"What did you do to him?! What the fuck did you do?!" Takehiko shouted making

Senshi's growl get louder. Itachi put a finger to his lips,

"Shh. You're upsetting him. He thinks you're a stranger one wrong move and- I'm sure you know you're skin will probably not be attached at the end of the experience.

"Why would you do that?!"

"Well it seems you're getting in my way. But at this moment it seems you're too stupid to even realize I've got you under my control." Itachi's voice reverberated lowly, echoing against Takehiko's mind. He realized he was alone in his own mind with Itachi.

Itachi's face never changed as he removed a katana from it's sheath. The blade gleamed under the sunlight. Takehiko's eyes couldn't quite follow the movement that happened next, Itachi took the blade and thrust it into Senshi. The monkey threw it's head back and howled. As Takehiko took a step toward him, his body turned to ravens. Fluttering and flying around Itachi. He laughed. Angry, Takehiko lunged for Itachi. His hand passed through his body until he too had evaporated into hundreds of ravens. Hitting the ground hard with his knees, he cried out. A sharp pain spread through his body from his back. He looked up weakly to see the katana sticking from his body. Itachi pulled it out and pierced another part of his body.

Takehiko's body was hit with wave after wave of pain, as Itachi made him a pincushion. All the while Itachi's face never changed from an expressionless mask. There were voices whispering around him,

"There is danger. Danger, there is danger."

He cupped his hands to his ears and screamed.

"Takehiko! Takehiko!" The whispers became shrill screams.

"Takehiko!"

"No! Go away!" He pleaded then opened his eyes. He sat on the ground Ryota And Koji were around him looking at him as if he had lost his mind.

He was hugging his knees with his hands over his ears.

"Wh-where's Senshi? Did Itachi take him?"

Koji and Ryota looked at each other then back at him. It was Koji that spoke. His tone was cautious and calm.

"Take-Chan, Senshi wasn't here. Neither was Uchiha."

"But- I saw them!"

"We were walking and all of a sudden you were on the ground screaming. Do we need to take you to a doctor?"

"I think maybe you should." Takehiko closed his eyes and let tears fall.

His friends picked him up and they left the forest. Senshi never showed.

Itachi watched as the three shinobi walked from the forest, his hand gently stroked the monkey's head. He spoke softly to the monkey,

"The Sharingan can be used in long distance attacks. All he did was see my cloak blurring by him. And I had him." He patted Senshi's head then motioned with his head to the forest,

"Go now. There are other of your kind in the forest. I have to go to my Angel. "

Senshi understood and took off in the forest. Itachi smiled lightly then hurried back to the cottage where Amai would be returning to in little more than an hour.


"Wh-what do you mean soulmates?" Itachi stuttered, now in front of the Angel Goddess.

"Dear Itachi you can feel the electricity between you two and you cannot deny it."

He thought for a second then realized that it was true. In every fiber of his being he knew, he was meant to be with Amai. Not only physically but spiritually. They had joined souls.

"Now I think you need to go back to her. You and I will meet again very soon." Her dreamy voice echoed around him as he faded into black again.

He was aware of the titillation that returned to him, he was aware of the way Amai was tight and wet. He nearly lost himself all together as he kissed parts of her body. He could not only sense the feelings going on with his body, but of the presence of her soul. Words could not describe what she was. The utter beauty left him in wonder.

Her soul was smooth with rough edges. A shape almost like a flower made of every color of the spectrum. He was struck with such wonder. Her love for him radiated, swirled around him. In his mind he heard her speak,

I would wait my entire life to repeat this. There is nothing that could tell you the way I feel.

Your soul has told me. As mine has told you Angel.

They had moved the veil between normal humans and merged together. Itachi realized that no matter the distance they would ever be apart, her love would always be more a reality than the distance. She loved him with her soul, and nothing could break this love. This was not product of the Sharingan, this was meant to happen. There was nothing in the world he loved more than Amai.

He felt himself nearing the edge of climax. His pace quickened and he felt her nails scrape down his back as she grew louder. She arched her back the same time he finished. Closing the Sharingan he felt slightly refreshed. Over the years of continued use of the Mangekyo Sharingan, Itachi's eyesight had depleted. But now his vision was less strained and his eyes felt renewed. Amai seemed to have a never ending stream of lovely surprises.

He looked at her and noticed she had fallen asleep. Smiling he ran his fingers through the soft gentle curls. He truly did love her. He rose from the bed silently and moved through the house. Looking outside he guessed it was well into the night, maybe midnight.

"God I thought you two would never fucking finish." Hidan's voice said from the living room.

Itachi jumped and covered himself frantically.

"Hidan you bastard." He said trying to hide his anger.

"Not my fault you decide to walk out naked."

"Well there wasn't supposed to be anyone here." Itachi said and ripped a curtain down tying it around his waist. He crossed his arms and leaned against a kitchen counter. His hair was still down.

"You look like some man of the wild!" Hidan stifled laughter.

"What do you want Hidan?" Itachi asked annoyed. The look on Hidan's face instantly sobered.

"Pein has informed me that Amai is going to be an assassin for the organization correct?"

"Yes. What of it?"

"I hope you realize that he has chosen her to take Obito down."

Itachi balled his hands into fists then released them,

"I guessed as much. But he does need to be eliminated."

Hidan nodded. It was rare for them to agree on anything.

"You have to protect her."

"He's planning on making her go on a mission by herself the second we get back. I want you to follow her since I'm going to be restricted." Itachi said seriously.

"I will. That's what I came to tell you. I'm joining her about halfway. Until then I'm going to hide and pretend I'm still on a mission I finished a week ago."

"You're so lazy."

"Hey I want time off to go screw chicks too." Hidan laughed again.

Itachi shook his head. Hidan crossed the room to the door. He paused before leaving,

"You have my word I'll make sure she doesn't get hurt."

"Thank you." Itachi murmured. And then Hidan was gone.

For the longest time Itachi stared out of the kitchen window, looking at the millions of stars dotting the skies. His mind void of thought, all except for his will to protect the Little Angel sleeping in the next room.

He moved again to the room, dumping the curtain and moving in next to Amai. She breathed deeper then moved further into his arms. Nothing would ever harm her. He fell asleep to the sound of her heartbeat.