I felt a spark light up the second our lips connected, my heart beginning to beat fast enough to be felt against my chest. I realized what I'd just done, shock clearing my head. I started to pull away, but as I did he leaned forward immediately to reconnect our lips. I made a small sound of surprise, bringing my hand up to clutch his shirt. I felt the intensity flare up between us, I was genuinely startled by the passion that swelled up inside of me.

It was exhilarating. It was addictive. It was him.

I kissed back, his lips gentle against mine. I slid my hands up his back, untying his hair. He ran his tongue across my lower lip, I hesitated before opening my mouth and allowing him to deepen the kiss. I moaned softly as he engaged my tongue in a sensual dance, running my hands through his hair.

I felt him slowly move our positions, laying me on my back as he moved over top of me. The kiss grew more ardent, desire building up inside of me. I wasn't sure what to do, I hadn't ever felt this way before with someone. I gasped, breaking the kiss as he slid his hands up my stomach, fingers grazing across my nipples. He began to kiss my neck, causing me to shiver. I began to grow hot, aching for it to be satisfied.

A moan escaped me as he started to suck over my pulse, I knew he'd leave a mark. I pushed my hands beneath his shirt, feeling him shiver beneath my fingertips as they slid up his chest. I tugged at the annoying article of clothing, he leaned up slightly and slid it off to let it fall somewhere onto the floor. He started to slide my shirt up, I arched my back to let him take it off. Our lips connected again, the amatory kiss bringing something to life inside me.

Warm hands slid up and down my sides, eliciting a low moan into our deep kiss as our tongues rubbed against each other. I leaned up slightly as he moved his hands along my back, unclasping my bra and sliding it off. I felt my face heat up, reflexively beginning to pull away from him. He didn't let me cover myself up when I tried; his lips trailed down my neck to my chest, gently kissing one of my breasts.

I bit my lip when he slid his hot tongue over my nipple, giving a short gasp of surprise and pleasure. I pressed up against him, encouraging him. He kissed to my other breast and repeated the action, blowing cool air over my nipple. My breathing was becoming fast; lust really did seem to steal your breath away. I blushed, not accustomed to the show of attention.

He pulled away, eyes bright in desire. Our eyes met, I gently pulled him closer and kissed him once more. I'd never wanted anyone more than I wanted him. He cared about how I felt, what I wanted. Our hips pressed together, eliciting a moan from both of us. I slid my hands down his torso, unfastening his pants. I tried to convince myself to stop, to seriously consider what I was doing, but my heart and mind spoke two different things and frankly my heart had a louder voice. I pushed his pants down as I undid them, he slid them all the way off and onto the ground.

He slid my shorts down my legs, kissing one of my thighs. I felt my face heat up, biting my lip as he gently nipped the sensitive skin. I lifted my hips to allow him to pull my underwear off, trying to calm my racing heart and convince myself I was fine. I wanted Itachi, I cared about him so deeply it almost hurt; but sex still wasn't something I was eager about, to the point I was getting wary of the act. I was surprised when his lips pressed onto mine warmly, my entire being relaxing at the affectionate reassurance. "We don't have to do this if you don't want to." He murmured. It hit me then that I needed to realize who I was with. I could make my own choices, I didn't have anyone dictating my life. I pecked him on the lips. "I want to." I replied softly.

He nodded, trailing his lips down my neck and across my chest. I shivered as he kissed down my stomach, my back arching up. I flushed hotly as he kissed over my sex, the intimacy of the gesture almost embarrassing. I gasped when he slid his tongue across my folds, tensing in momentary shock. A soft moan left me as he flicked his tongue across my clitoris, sending electric pleasure shooting through my nerves.

My legs shook slightly as he pushed the sinful muscle inside of me, his thumb pressed against the sensitive bundle of nerves and rubbed it in slow circles. My breath came in short pants as I let myself slip into nirvana, a coil in my abdomen tensing up as seconds passed by. I convulsed when it came undone, a soft cry of Itachi's name escaping me as I hit a climax. I'd experienced them before, but this was far more intense. My vision turned white for a moment, I blinked to clear it.

He came back up, I pecked him on the lips lightly as he settled between my legs. I was relaxed, trusting him. I focused solely on our kiss as I felt him start to push into me. As he slid inside I couldn't withhold a low moan, overwhelmed with the heat and pleasure as he filled me. I hadn't thought he would have done it at such a pleasurable, slow pace. He was bigger than I was used to, I moved my hips against his to encourage him to move.

He started to move his hips, setting a pace that gradually picked up in speed as our lust intensified. My senses buzzed with ecstasy, the intoxication of it was almost driving me insane as I moaned in a louder tone. It was beyond any pleasure I'd ever experienced. My hips moved to take him deeper with each thrust, our lips meeting in another fierce kiss.

I wrapped my arms around him as he started thrusting harder into me, nearing his climax. He was slowly pushing me over the edge as well, the pressure building up inside me like it was ready to explode. I tried to hold on for as long as I could, tightening around him.

I couldn't hold back any longer. I came with harsh intensity, nearly screaming his name as ecstasy shut down my senses. I shuddered in bliss, gasping in pleasure as I felt him come inside of me. He groaned lowly against my neck, thrusting slowly to ride out both of our orgasms. I panted for air, shivering as he slowly pulled out and laid beside me on the bed.

I felt him warp an arm around my waist, pulling me close to him. I sighed in contentment, resting my face against his shoulder as our breath slowly returned to normal. Drowsiness began to seep into my mind, I fell into a peaceful slumber as Itachi slowly ran his fingers through my hair. I was willing to admit the thought that had kept trying to weed its way into my mind.

I love him…

I was slow to wake up, no matter what time it was. I assumed it was early morning, as the sun was up but not very bright. I was hugged against Itachi's chest. I smiled softly. I had to apologize to any romance movie or novel I had scoffed at; love really was one of the most amazing feelings in the world. I had loved Sasuke, I would never deny that; but I'm starting to wonder if loving someone and being in love were two different things.

He shifted, blinking his eyes open to adjust to the light. I sat up as he awoke, stretching slightly. "Good morning." I heard him murmur as he sat up on the edge of the bed. I pecked him on the lips, returning the greeting before standing up. He walked towards the bathroom as I found a clock, it read seven-forty in the morning. I sighed, looking up when Itachi began speaking. "Do you need to shower?" I heard him turn the water on. I nodded, walking into the bathroom. Rather nice little hotel, I must say.

I stepped into the shower with him, grateful as the warm water calmed my nerves. Today wasn't going to be easy, talking to Sasuke. Three years didn't just disappear. I had to convince him to get help. I still cared about him, he was always going to mean something to me. I felt hatred towards what he had done, but couldn't bring myself to hate him entirely. He needed help.

I also had begun dwelling on the fact that I had fallen in love with Sasuke's brother… That wouldn't look good to anyone. Not his family, not any of our friends, not anyone; because they wouldn't know the truth. I suppose Sasuke's family might come upon knowing what had really happened since they would be aware of Sasuke finding help; but it didn't justify me immediately dating Itachi. It probably sounded worse if I ever said I'd been falling for him for some time. Would anyone understand that you really couldn't help who you fell in love with? Or who you fell out of love with, for that matter.

We stepped out and redressed, using the supplies the hotel gave us to finish our morning routines. Feeling fresher I smiled lightly to myself as I walked out into the room, glancing at my phone. I had three calls, all three from different people surprisingly. One from Naruto, one from Kiara, and one from Sasuke. I wasn't sure how I felt about that, he was probably mad, but he of course was going to try to justify cheating on me. Honestly, had I not gone through the change I had because of Itachi, I may have forgiven him. Naruto had probably called because Sasuke asked him to help find me.

We walked out, returning the key to the clerk. "Are you going to be okay?" I heard Itachi ask as we got into his car and began pulling out of the lot. I nodded, taking a deep breath. "Yeah, I'll be fine. I just need to talk to him and hopefully we can both find some closure." I replied, running a hand through my hair. Itachi gave me a gentle smile, I found myself returning it without thought. I was happy, genuinely more happy than I had been in a long time.

Sasuke's car was gone from home, I vaguely wondered where he could be as I knew he didn't work today. Itachi and I got out, thunder suddenly clashed overhead moments after we had gotten inside. I shivered at the loud sound, the feel of the storm soothing me. I adored storms, it was like a drug to me. I felt guilty seeing Yoru pacing at the door and let her inside, she dashed up to one of the other rooms. She didn't enjoy thunder.

I sat down on the couch, gathering the courage to call Sasuke. Itachi placed a hand on my shoulder after he came back from his room, dressed in clean clothes. "Call me if you need to." He told me, eyes focused on mine. I nodded to reassure him I would, though I was hoping this would all blow over since Sasuke seemed so uncaring towards me anyway. I smiled lightly as Itachi leaned down to give me a chaste kiss. He seemed hesitant to leave, though when he did I breathed a sigh of relief. I had to gather my thoughts before calling Sasuke and asking him to come home. I felt I was worrying myself sick over something that could go by easily. I had picked up my phone and put it back down at least four times already.

"Come on… Stop running from your problems and face them already." I murmured. I had picked up my phone again, but a car pulling into the driveway made me pause. I glanced outside, the silver color cluing me onto the fact it was Sasuke. I sighed deeply, setting the phone down. I sat with baited breath as the door opened, Sasuke stepped inside and kicked it shut before he looked up. He looked almost surprised to see me. "Where were you?" He asked, looking me up and down as he tossed his jacket onto the chair. "I was at a hotel." I replied, standing up. "Sasuke, we need to talk."

He sighed as if I were asking him to perform a huge chore. "About last night, it wasn't anything special. I was stressed and upset and she got me drunk." He stated as he ran a hand through his hair, putting a tone of apology in his voice. I probably should have felt hurt that he didn't even try to lie well. "No, I don't want you lying to me anymore." I said, determined not to back down even as he looked up at me in disbelief. "We both know what's been going on this past year. We already had started having problems before then, Sasuke! You need to see a therapist before you lose yourself." I said, knowing my eyes were probably the pleading look I so often gave him. I wanted him to get better and live his life, just as I could live mine… His eyes narrowed then.

"Sasuke look at yourself! You've turned into an angry, controlling, hateful person. You were never like this! If you don't learn how to take care of yourself this will get out of hand." I shook my head, swallowing. "I should have ended this relationship the first time you hit me. You broke up with me when you first slept with her and you knew it, you should have stopped trying to lead me on." I said, anger leaking into my voice. I took a deep breath to hold my composure.

"I'm sorry, Sasuke. I really am. But we can get you help so your anger doesn't get the best of you and you can be happy." I murmured, having looked away from him. This turned out to be a colossal mistake as I felt searing pain across my face. I gasped, the strike sending me back a few inches. I looked up with anger in my eyes; I was not his punching bag or his toy anymore.

"Stop acting like a monster! This isn't who you are!" I said, rather loudly. I noticed then, the glint in his eyes as he stormed towards me. It was…so hateful. I tried to push him back but we both knew he was stronger out of the two of us. I lost my breath as he kneed me in the stomach. I felt panic starting to set in when he suddenly wrapped his hand around my throat, slamming me back into the wall. I scratched at his arm, having already lost my breath from the hit I felt as if my chest was going to explode if I didn't get oxygen soon. Can't breathe… I need air… Sasuke, please!

I felt his hand tighten around my throat. "You're not going anywhere. You belong to me, and no one else is ever going to have you." I struggled as much as my weakened body could manage. He wouldn't kill me… He couldn't... I looked into his eyes, dark with hatred and so painfully unhinged.

He's going to…