Cupid's Bedtime Stories
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Chapter 13: Kakashi x Itachi
You're being watched again.
You decide to put away Icha Icha Paradise (an oldie, but a goodie, you always say. Although, anything with naked people is a goodie to you), and instead call out to whoever is watching you. The past few times, the feeling of being watched hadn't been as intense as they were now, but whoever was watching was so close, you can imagine their chakra bearing down on you.
"You can come out."
A swish of fabric sounds behind you.
"Hatake Kakashi."
You smile behind your mask. Was that a trace of desperation beneath the monotone voice? You're probably imagining it, but you don't really care.
"Itachi." You don't bother with his last name – he knows it, why should you say it?
You turn around to meet (dead sexy) missing-nin. He's staring at you with those deep red eyes, and you boldly stare into them. In a few graceful steps, he's in front of you, close enough to touch (or kiss). A kunai is clenched in his hand. You're reflected in his scratched forehead protector.
You decide to forget messing with the whole good guy-bad guy thing. You know what you want, and you know what he wants. Who could resist such lustrous lips?
Not you. You kiss him through your mask, quickly and teasingly.
He whips the kunai to your throat. But you laugh. He does this every time. Silly S-rank criminal.
"I could kill you." You say the words with him. He's so predictable. But definitely unstable – if he were stable, he wouldn't be the S-rank criminal that he is.
You pull his hand away from your throat. "I know." Your smile is cheeky, and even though its hidden, you know that Itachi knows it is there. "Why can't you just bring me flowers instead of death threats, like every other boyfriend?"
Itachi hates it when you refer to him as your boyfriend, but that's what he is, and you're sticking to it. Itachi, predictably, only blinks owlishly at you. You pull him into a hug, and Itachi whispers, "I missed you."
Finally. He's done with the whole psycho-murderer imitation. You smile. "Me too."