Itachi woke to the smell of food cooking. He had come to enjoy Setsuna's cooking after his time with her.
Itachi tried to stand, but she was there in an instant, supporting him, helping him to his feet.
"Please be careful." Setsuna warned.
"I am being careful." Itachi countered. But he liked the way her body felt against his, so he relented and let her support him to the table. "It smells really good."
"I worked hard on it." Setsuna smiled at him.
"Why do you work so hard for me?" Itachi asked. "Do you care for me?"
"Does it matter?" Setsuna asked. "Would it matter if I loved you?"
Itachi slowly smiled at her. "It does matter. It matters a lot."
His lips slowly touched hers. They kissed, and Itachi felt warmth and light fill his life for the first time.