Little Black Feather

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN NARUTO!

Sasuke Sighed in his sleep. He felt so warm and protected. That was a first. Where ever he was, he wanted to stay.

That was until he felt the even breath on his face.

His eyes flew open and he looked around.

This place was familiar. And that was when he knew.

It was Itachi's room.

He looked up slowly and saw the peaceful face of a sleeping Itachi. His face heated up with a blush. How did he get here? What happened?

Oh My God!

They didn't…do it…did they?

Moving around some he felt that both Itachi and himself had pants on. Thank god! Calming down again Sasuke looked up at the sleeping Itachi and saw how his hair fell messily in front of his eyes. He almost looked…beautiful.

Sasuke mentally bitch slapped himself. He had to knock some sense into himself. Why was he thinking like this? What should he do? Kill him?

No. He said yesterday that he would be nicer. Try and understand them. He had to be nice.

Taking a deep breath he tried to move to get out of the bed. He was stopped when the hand around his waist tightened and pulled him closer. Sasuke stiffened and blushed as he felt Itachi nuzzle his head as he continued to sleep.

He didn't know if he was in heaven, or hell. And he was suffering from a very hot and bright blush right about now.

Itachi could feel Sasuke moving around. He felt Sasuke try and get out of bed, and that was when he pulled him even closer and nuzzled into his hair. He wasn't ready to get up just yet. If he was lucky he could fall back to sleep. But then Sasuke could have the chance to escape from his grasp.

Itachi inhaled deeply, the smell of jasmine and rainwater filling his senses. Sasuke's hair smelled good. He hid a smile as he felt Sasuke fidgeting, it was obvious that he wasn't sure of what to do. It was almost funny. It seemed that Itachi's little angel didn't know a thing about relationships or of what to do. Itachi would have to change that.

Itachi growled as he heard a knock at the door. Someone just had to ruin his moment. Itachi opened and eye and glared at the door. Taking a glance down to Sasuke he saw the tomato red blush covering his cheeks. How cute. Itachi got up, noticing how one of Sasuke's wings were over him, and walked to the door. He opened it and looked out.

"Itachi-sama." Itachi looked down at the small imp. The blue haired child looking girl looked up at him, sapphire blue eyes wide.

"Yes, Mizuki?" Itachi asked the small messenger.

"There is a message for you from the werewolves. It is at the front door." Mizuki said as she bowed and walked down the hall. Itachi sighed as he closed the door. What did they want?

Itachi turned around to see Sasuke sitting at the edge of the bed, his back turned towards Itachi. Itachi looked at him, then to the scars that covered his back. He knew how they got there. And he knew how painful it had been for him. He wished he could take back what had happened.

Itachi walked over to his side of the bed and crawled onto it, crawling over to Sasuke. He wrapped his arms around Sasuke's waist and sat his head on his shoulder. He felt Sasuke tense at his touch and frowned. With his chest pressed against Sasuke's back he could feel how the skin around Sasuke's wings were considerably softer. He put that aside and focused on the tense body against him.

"What are you scared of? I won't hurt you." Itachi whispered into Sasuke's ear. He felt Sasuke tense even more, before easing into Itachi's touch.

"I don't know what your talking about." Sasuke whispered as he stared at the floor below him. Itachi stared at him, before holding him tighter and nuzzling his face into Sasuke's neck. He had tensed once again. He relaxed after a moment, and continued to stare at the floor.

"What am I?" Sasuke whispered, loud enough that Itachi could hear him. Itachi looked up surprised and confused. What was Sasuke talking about? The bits of Sasuke's past that he saw came back to him and he knew. Sasuke though he was an avian. But really, he was part vampire as well.

"You are what ever you wish to be." Itachi whispered back. He knew Sasuke wouldn't take that as an answer, but that was how Itachi saw it.

Sasuke looked at him, his coal black eyes, that matched his wings so perfectly, were wet with growing tears. Itachi felt his heart tear as he looked at the pleading and depressed eyes of the one he had fallen into such a forbidden love with.

Itachi pulled the confused and distressed avian into him. He laid them both down and pulled his angel on top of him. The tears hit his chest and sent a shock down his spine. Here was the strong willed avian, the one he had fallen in love with, braking down once again. And Itachi only wanted to give his loved one the comfort he needed. Screw the werewolves. They could wait.