Hello everyone,
It's close to the new years so I'm making this small chapter before I have to prepare for 2018 and the incoming hangover.
I hope you're still enjoying this fiction so far. ^^
Have a nice reading session.
Itachi was no stranger to having a doctor, an accountant or a lawyer coming down the station to check the consistency of their paperwork. He may be a genius, he wasn't an arrogant fool. Many domains outside the ninja or the police business didn't belong to his range of skills.
Itachi was no stranger to see Shisui's eyes roaming on female bodyparts. It always made him uncomfortable, for these ladies often forgave him to force himself on them. They said it was because he was good-looking. To Itachi, offences weren't lightened by the offender's appearances, especially when said offender wasn't remorseful at all. His cousin had always been lecherous, and it was very wrong to him.
Except when he gave him extensive readings. Itachi had read all night, trying to fully understand what was meant and how it worked. Sex in literature was beautiful. He found himself more imaginative than before. He was already out of character when he stepped in his office and went to get a cup of coffee. He had taken some notes out of the books he had read the other night. Now, he wished he could do more than read.
"Try that and I'll pummel you into the ground."
He opened the door a tad bit too fast, his pulse strangely exhilarating in his chest. The first thing he saw was Haruno-San against the distributor, his cousin behind her. Shisui's arm had come around her waist possessively. Something flared into his chest, cutting, burning, searing… A quote suddenly spun inside his head:
Akio's arousal brutally thrusts against the girl's backside. She shivers as his arms imprisons her like a lion circles its prey. She was his to take, silly little thing. Her skin is soft unlike his worn-out hands. Her soft cries entice him. His digits enter her narrow core effortlessly. She meeps like a little mouse.
Itachi gritted his teeth. But the moment he was about to go against his cousin, Shisui froze. He knew what was coming for him. Half a second later, Haruno-San picked up his signature and her eyes widened. Getting violent against Shisui might not be a clever idea if she was already that tense in their presence. Also, she had not seemed to welcome him that much the last times they met.
"I'd prefer that you don't, Haruno-San. That would be… inconvenient."
He had no idea what to say. At least it made Shisui withdraw. After a slight hesitation, she replied:
"You're right. This would make too many paperwork."
"Hey!" his cousin complained.
"There's never enough paperwork to cover everything Shisui does."
Something like amusement tinted the girl's eyes for a few seconds. Itachi was surprised. He was being very serious about it. Shisui protested again and he shut him down. A loud clang interrupted their usual argument about how to behave around woman, directing their eyes on Haruno-San's… Dear Kami! This wasn't… She had very fine forms. It gave him ideas that certainly didn't belong to his workplace. He elbowed Shisui to make him stop and tore his eyes away from the alluring vision before him. Another quote came to his mind.
The vision of her pert derrière draws him to her. He sinks to his knees. This deity clad in fine lingerie was him to take. She trembles when his breath hits her dripping…
"Shisui-San, you said something about sharing an office?" she asked, waking him from his daydream.
An entire morning of work is wasted on surveilling Shisui and Haruno-San. The medic sat next to Shisui, the only available place. From his position, Itachi can't see much of her. However, his mind wanders too much for his liking. He should be working. Yet, his body keeps reminding him with earthy desires. What was she thinking, coming with that red shirt of hers? He could see so much of her décolleté… On the one hand he was thankful that Shisui is there with him. He would have made a fool of himself if he had been left alone with the girl. On the other hand, he loathed his presence wholeheartedly.
She glared at him a copious number of times. He apologized. He was off the hook.
By lunchtime he had accomplished very little work, and crammed his head with tons of quotations from Shisui's books. He'd have to stay overnight. So, when Shisui suggested they go to a restaurant with Haruno-San and she reacted that badly he had to step in. His cousin was going way too far. Itachi knew he was playful, but there was a difference between joking and really going after the girl he was interested in. Itaci wouldn't let that pass.
"Thank you for you help, Itachi-Sama. But I got this under control." Haruno-San lied after Shisui fled.
"It was nothing."
He may be bad at reading people, but there wasn't much to misinterpret. Haruno-San's fingers were whitening as she held onto Shisui's desk. She had been trembling earlier too. First with anger, then with fear when he intervened. That last part concerned him the most. He looked at her face. He looked at her hands. She had calmed down, it seemed. But the way she reacted earlier cruelly reminded him on the expression she had when he backed her against a wall in his house, and the time she fled the coffee house. This wouldn't do. He had to defuse the situation.
She started talking the moment he suggested they shared his mother's homemade bento. Hopefully, she had been suggested they shared a meal as well. It relieved him. However, her gaze held a lot of pity when he explained his mother's efforts to make him socialize.
"Haruno-San, would you like to…"
She licked her lips. She hesitated. That sole move put him on the edge. It sent contradictory messages to his brain.
Her lips were soft under his thumb. He slips his own against hers before opening them with a twist of his tongue. She melted against him, moaning, needing something he would gratefully provide. Her hand daringly ran against his chest. And then she…
And then she said:
"Why not?"
She moved a chair to sit across him. Her eyes immediately caught the numerous books on his left. Notes had piled up on the erotica novels and lots of colorful post-its were sticking out of them. Oh no… Haruno-San froze as she looked at them. Itachi was horribly embarrassed. What would she think of him. Her eyes widened, and she looked at him in shock.
"They're… Shisui's." he said.
Technically it was true.
"Is there any reason for you to keep them on your desk?" she asked with suspicion.
Short on explanations, Itachi voicelessly gestured towards the mess that was Shisui's desk. The words wouldn't come to his mouth. The girl followed what he was showing her. She seemed to find an explication to everything, because she nodded. Her disbelieving pout was just a bit smaller. He found himself staring at her lips.
Itachi was about to unwrap their meal, when someone knocked out the door.
"Haruno-Sama, may I have a moment of your time?" an officer asked. "We need a second opinion."
Itachi looked at him. Uchiha Tekka was a distant cousin of his. He was currently working on several murder cases in civilian villages down the Fire Country. They had been wondering about the connection between the corpses for a while. The observations were still inconclusive. Haruno-San excused herself to look at the file the man handed her.
About an hour passed until he went looking for her. Medical science was something precise, and he knew these businesses required time. Itachi's hunger had grown. He was quite sure she hadn't eaten anything until morning. He also longed for her presence. Her files were still on Shisui's desk, neatly stacked on a corner. She hadn't finished what she had started at all.
He needed a plan to get her attention and a calm place to see her. What about giving her another "medical case" to study? Plus, he knew about a familiar and calm place she had to know. There was nothing simpler. He didn't even need real papers for that. Itachi took a random folder, scribbled a fake case number on it and filled it with one of these magazines people left on the coffee lounge. The folder under and arm and his packed lunch in a pouch, he trailed behind her.
He found her near a police team, explaining about some gashes they found on a corpse. He frowned. The officers were more interested in checking her out than really paying attention to what she was saying. Silently, he listened a moment, preparing his entry. Something bubbled inside him again. She was beautiful when she worked. Others had noticed it as well. But why weren't they paying more attention to what she was telling them?
"Haruno-San?"
"Oh! Itachi-Sama! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to leave you all alone."
"There is no need for apologies. Actually, I was looking for you. There is something I would need your help with."
"Of course."
She bowed to the team before exiting. Itachi sensed the disappointment of his fellow officers when the girl trotted behind him. His frown deepened. They suddenly found themselves busy as Itachi led her down the morgue.
A sigh escaped her lips when they were alone.
"Well, it seems you saved me twice today, Itachi-Sama," she said.
"Why didn't you leave them earlier?"
"Because they were paying the minimum of attention when we started the conversation. It went down quickly. I thought the men of your clan behaved better."
They walked down a corridor and arrived at the stairs before she picked the conversation up where she had left it.
"I'm sorry if I appear a little bit rude, Itachi-Sama. I didn't mean to criticize your clansmen."
"Haruno-San, I'm not sure to follow you."
"Well, I thought Shisui-San was a bit of an exception. I mean, there's like a world between seducing someone and being creepy. Don't you think?"
He didn't know what to say to that, not even what to think. He had never discussed that kind of things with anyone. Seduction was indeed a completely different world to him. The silence must have weighed on Haruno-San again because the words sprouted out of her mouth again.
"Kami-Sama, I'm so nervous around you! I'm not a talkative person, really, but I thought you'd have a bit more of conversation. You speak sometimes when my team meets at Mikoto-Sama's. I know we had never been properly introduced to one another before. I don't really know how to act around you. I mean you're Sasuke's brother, and Sasuke being Sasuke… But you're also Mikoto-Sama's son as well, so I thought… Well, you know…"
He didn't know, but he sure liked to hear her speak. He guided her to one of the underground office near the morgue. She cleared her voice, and her silly behavior faded. She had this way to be very open and friendly with people, and very closed and focused when it meant business. He wished he knew how to do the same.
"So, why the morgue? You've been cradling this bag and this folder all the way. What did you need my help for?"
A second passed before he said:
"Lunch. You seemed willing to try."
Her eyes widened in surprise. Then she smiled, and he felt his heart thrumming behind his ears, loud.
"I believe this is the third time you're saving me today, Itachi-Sama."
No crude images invaded his mind this time.
Yes! Love is in the air!
Now I need to make Sakura realize what she's missing by not dating Itachi! And that's a lot of work!
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