Disclaimer: READ! I do not own any of the character's, ideas, definitions, names, or symbols from Naruto. I did not copy anyone else's story. Again, this story contains guy x guy relationship thoughts and material. This chapter contains MATURE CONTNENT!! If you can't handle it, don't read it, don't flame it. Please R&R!

EDIT: 7/16/07

Crash and Burn

Itachi had been childishly pacing around the passageways of the lair for the better part of the day. Kisame had preoccupied himself with meaningless target practice near the edge of the Sand village for the past week in order to get off from changing Kakashi's bandages. This left the Uchiha rather restless.

Throughout the past two weeks, he'd been looking in on the sleeping form of Kakashi, watching his chest rise and fall with each breath. Itachi kept the lights dim, so that the jounin would be able to sleep better. Every evening, including this one, he'd change out Kakashi's bandages, seeing more and more progress to his healing. This made him…what was this feeling, pleased? Satisfied? But why did he care?

Was it only Kakashi's touch that Itachi craved for, or was it the actual person he wanted, or both? He remembered the original reason he was doing this for but found that his stomach was lit again, aching with a want beyond compare. He'd been restraining himself, to let Kakashi rest in peace. But he couldn't take the wait any longer. One thing was for certain and this was it. Itachi wanted Kakashi more than anything at the moment. He needed to feel the soft, warm skin touching his own. He'd already changed his bandages today, which he took up immediately. But his contact with Itachi was restricted to only that time period.

Any extra time with the leaf Nin and the others might begin to suspect something. Kisame had already had at least three rash encounters with the jounin that he'd known about, whether it was skipping out on his care duties, or ripping up Kakashi's half healed wounds. Each time had brought forth a nasty rage from inside of him, forcing his partner to scamper off with black flames all over him. The idiot. Altogether, Itachi hadn't been acting himself now that he'd discovered his strange new feelings. And with Kakashi so close…. There was another wave of pleasure that spread into him.

His black eyes scanned the corners of the hallway. Something was there. He quickened his steps. Kakashi's door was only two corners away. He rounded the first. It couldn't be… he was bound to be asleep for at least another week or so. But no one else was here, he was sure of it. Itachi's intake of air was steady and slow. Was it…Kakashi? A hopeful desire filled him. No…it was too soon, wasn't it?

Itachi locked his face into one expression before moving any further. There was an unmistakable figure, pressed up against the right wall. It looked to be in pain. So it was him…. A smirk threatened to edge its way across his lips. How he suffered…it was insanely appealing. The way his back arched…the stray spikes of glinting, silver hair that hung in front of his eyes…. He could see only this much in the shadows. There was an unmistakable flush in his cheeks. Everything about him…it was so attractive. He couldn't hold himself back. It was almost too good to be true.

Finally, he could see his new prize up and moving, aware of what was going on. He'd be able to react to his touches now. The thought aroused him to no end.

He was going to have him. It was part of the plan wasn't it?

Kakashi was now a few inches from him, so he forced himself to stop there. His figure was tense under the Akatsuki cloak. After all this time, he could now see the jounin's eyes, open and wide with all of his emotions etched into them. A perfect position…. He could easily slip his arms around his waist…. No! He wasn't going to give in. Even for the sake of the plan, Itachi new that he needed to take this slower…Why did he want to carry it out so much? Why did he crave for Kakashi like this!

Itachi had been reluctant to go on this mission before…but now that he had Kakashi in his power….

Kakashi's bent figure shied backwards a few steps, looking up at Itachi with an odd expression. Fear? There was some fear of course, but something else…. His eyes widened as he caught the upswing of the silver head, watching it slowly linger on him until their eyes met. Was Kakashi checking him out? He knew what the look was on Kakashi's unmasked face now. He was curious…. He sensed a few pleasure shivers trailed down his sides.

He stepped closer again, almost touching him. It was unbearable. He wasn't going to be able to control himself much longer. Then something unheard of happened…

Kakashi had felt the heat of Itachi's form near him. He was so cold. If he was touching Itachi, maybe it might save him the misery of freezing to death. Death…Kakashi couldn't even joke about that now. If he fell forward, maybe his captor would save him from the fall. But this was Itachi…most likely he would just let him fall to the ground. Maybe the fall would crush his neck and he wouldn't have to ponder it any longer.

The warmth emitting from him was unbearable. Something told him that it wouldn't be so bad…. The pink in Kakashi's cheeks grew darker. He'd do it, for the sake of the warmth.

Slowly and carefully, he pushed off from the wall, his feet numb from the bitter stone floor. He fell slightly into Itachi's open chest and instinctively wrapped his arms around it. It had been a successful transfer of supports, and so he clung to his body, shivering and taking in some of his body heat. He closed his eyes, his face buried in the nook of Itachi's shoulder; god this was humiliating….

Kakashi latched onto him tight, in fear of being cast away and thrown back onto the cold floor. The warmth felt so nice…he hoped the Uchiha would at least be too shocked to do anything for the moments sake.

Itachi felt Kakashi latch onto him, clinging to his chest with all of his strength. His arms went up as Kakashi's hands weaved themselves underneath them and around his ribs. His calm face was now filled with the utmost surprised expression. What was this all about? He was getting past the realization that Kakashi had just looked at him with a hint of desire in his eyes. He didn't believe it for a second. Would someone like him, one of the top elite ninja from his village, give into a wanting desire this fast? Did Kakashi even feel anything for him? It seemed impossible…yet….

Then it hit him. He could feel the jounin's body shivering from the chilly air. Kakashi was cold. Itachi's heart dropped a little, but not much. Kakashi had somewhat willingly thrown himself at his mercy; he hadn't ended up making that move himself. It sent the smallest of relief's into him.

For a while, the two of them just stood there. There was nothing really awkward about it. It was a mutual equilibrium of feelings. Itachi noted this. Kakashi's shivering grew faint, and he himself was enjoying every sensation he was receiving. Who new when something like this would happen again? It was best to get everything out of it as possible.

Before he could stop himself, he moved his arms around, embracing Kakashi's form. His soft skin was slowly warming; it wouldn't hurt to help things speed up. Not that he wanted it to go any faster…. He felt the jounin stiffen for a moment, and then relax as more heat spread through his limbs. Everything seemed to happen with perfect timing.

Itachi's embrace tightened a bit. Would Kakashi notice? He didn't care. He had a chance to hold onto him. It was so clear to him now, how he felt about Kakashi. Slowly he was giving up the fight between his conscious thoughts and bodily sensations. So far, the body was winning.

A minute later, He felt Kakashi push off slightly and move his hands downwards. What was he…?" His white hand traveled past both their abdomens, lower still. His fingers unknowingly brushed against Itachi, sending another explosion of aching into him. He almost gasped. But where Kakashi's hands went, was to himself. His face was looking downwards at the ground, refusing to look the Uchiha in the eye.

Was he blushing? Through the strands of silver, which created a wall between them, Itachi could see the obvious shade of a blush. He smirked against the top of the jounin's head. Hopefully Kakashi hadn't seen that though….

What was it that he wanted…? After a second, he knew. Kakashi obviously needed to relieve himself. He sighed inwardly, getting slightly disappointed that the action wasn't what he'd thought…. But it wasn't too late….

Automatically, Itachi shot away from the jounin's soft, milky skin, spreading his arms. His fingers moved quickly and unfastened his infamous cloak. Itachi moved so fast that this motion had left Kakashi suspended, balanced in the air, until the cloak was now safely draped around his shoulders. Itachi figured that this would suffice to keep in Kakashi's body heat until they got to the restroom. Kakashi was wearing next to nothing anyways…mostly bandages….

Thinking, Itachi thought that carrying Kakashi all the way just for him to relieve himself wasn't really an ideal idea. It sounded absurd, so he stepped back up to the jounin's teetering form, intending for Kakashi to lean on him.

In response, the leaf Nin leaned against Itachi for support, his face tilted away from him. Maybe Kakashi was too ashamed by this action? Itachi wasn't really sure if that was the reason Kakashi was turning away. What else could it be?

Together they slowly tracked down the maze of corridors until Itachi halted at a dark wooden door. In a graceful swing of his arm, he pushed the door open, and led Kakashi in with a gentle push. The jounin stumbled in, but caught his balance on one of the sinks. That was all Itachi saw until the door swung shut again. There was no reason for him to go in with Kakashi, even though he wanted to. To keep things simple he remained outside.

Not long afterwards, the door squeaked open. The form slumped against the wall, a look a relief on his face. His eyes were closed and he rested against the stone, breathing slowly but started to slide down the wall, slowly at first.

Itachi watched all of this with an acute fascination of the comfort temporarily showing on Kakashi's face. He advanced.

After taking care of some things in the restroom, Kakashi came back out reluctantly and slumped against the wall beside the door. The warmth that he'd received from Itachi's body heat was so comforting; he had almost fallen asleep again in his arms. He would have too, if it hadn't been for the painful ache of the need to relieve himself. He was also starving, but that could wait. At least he'd be able to feed himself this time…. He also wore the Akatsuki cloak now. Its red clouds barely standing out against the darkness of the corridor.

Kakashi glanced over at Itachi. He wondered what the Uchiha look like without the cloak on. He'd never seen him without his cloak. He'd only seen a sliver of Itachi through a crack in the cloth earlier…. Damn, he was thinking about him again. Why was it so hard for him not to?

He had managed to see the basics of muscular, but slender torso beneath a half fishnet shirt, some of the normal stomach guards, and black pants, similar to his own. Kakashi considered this. It was the similar attire to a shinobi of Leaf. He too, had this beneath his normal clothes. When he was fully clothed that is…. Before the cloak, Kakashi had been nearly half naked. The cloak was better than just bandages.

At least Itachi hadn't completely abandoned everything about Konoha. He still dressed, besides the cloak and slashed head protector, like a Leaf Nin.

Kakashi had started slipping down the wall, his feet loosing their grip on the floor, his legs giving out. There was a grey flash as Itachi suddenly jumped in front of him, grasping him at the hips, saving him from the fall. He was pulled up to his feet again. He took a quick intake of air. That was close.

As before, he found himself pressed up against the wall by Itachi's body. He was able to resist, but he was also too tired again. He let Itachi hold him up. What else would he do? It had been silent up until now. No words had been exchanged. But now, a breathy voice purred into his ear. The tone was filled with something unexplainable. It was different than what he'd ever heard.

"Curious, Kakashi-san?" It was a seductive whisper. Chills ran down his spine.

"…" He had remained silent, put on the spot. Damn Itachi.

This brought a sly twist in the corner of Itachi's lips. Seemingly satisfied with the silence, He kept his hands in place on Kakashi's hips underneath the cloak, while running his mouth across the leaf Nin's jaw bone. His tongue flicked out, grazing the same scar that had been created from his own kunai. As expected, the jounin stiffened, and a faint moan of pleasure flew out of his lips, which were next captured with Itachi's own lips. He ran a tongue knowingly over his prisoner's lips, reveling in it all.

His hands moved to Kakashi's lower abdomen, brushing his fingers gently up against him. Maybe it would do the same as it had done to him….

Kakashi's mouth opened in an exhilarated gasp, slightly immobile by the sensation. As soon as he regained composure, he tried to slide away, only to be met by another kiss.

"Give in, you know you want to." Itachi's voice seemed so welcoming, so unashamed….

"No…" The silver haired jounin whispered in the middle of another hated groan. Not again… He had, long ago, become aware of the effects that Itachi's actions were having on him. His stomach was filled with a pleasurable fluttering. He detested it. His body kept fighting him, wanting him to give in.

Slightly impatient for a reaction, Itachi decided on brushing his fingers against Kakashi's inner legs once again. He hoped it might work…just one more time….

"Stop fighting, you're fighting…god….just give in…." The Uchiha felt like he was pleading to him inside, but his voice was still calm and seductive. He couldn't stand the rush anymore. He was going to have him, somehow. His desire was too much. He'd never been so hard. He had begun to caress Kakashi passionately beneath the cloak. Give in, give in, give in…. He begged this of Kakashi. He loved the advantage that he had over this silver haired beauty, the resistance he gave, but he needed a different kind of power struggle now. He needed him to react back into him. Please Kakashi….

Almost as if on command, there was an obvious tighten and release of muscle. After a few minutes of struggling with Kakashi's self control, he couldn't resist Itachi's touches anymore. He had to admit, he liked it…. No one had touched him like this before. The caressing was almost too much to handle. He was harder than he ever thought possible. He couldn't resist…give in…No! Give in….

Kakashi found himself filled with a new strength and he vaguely pushed off the wall. His hands began sliding up Itachi's sides, across his stomach, exploring the exposed flesh upon his chest and then up to his neck. He worked slowly at first, unsure if he was doing it right. His body was flushed with both arousal and embarrassment.

His tongue was now in a battle with Itachi's, exploring the dips and curves inside. Both of their eyes were shut, but the shock and lust emanated out. Kakashi knew he'd regret this later, it was wrong beyond all reason…but for the moment, he'd give in…. They pressed against each other, a mix of silver and black. For now, he'd forget everything else but him….

Kakashi continued to trail kisses across Itachi's neck, causing a few soft moans to leave both of them. He'd been wondering what had made Itachi do what he did before. But now...he thought he understood... He managed a smirk himself this time. So this was what it was like…? He decided to confirm Itachi's question from earlier between a lengthy kiss.

"I'm curious..."

……… so how was that? Hopefully it was better than the last chapter…hehe…. Well, I enjoyed writing this and it was longer that I expected it to be. 7 pages! 7 pages for chapter 7…. This is my second or maybe third try had writing some type of lusty writing, since this story started. This is my first lusty, romance story at all…and it happened to have two guys as the couple…It's kind of funny. No, this is not the last chapter, but I'm not exactly sure what to write in the next one, and I'm a bit brain dead after all of this writing. So if you have any suggestions, please share, you will be given credit. Just don't be sad if your idea's not used, but most likely they will. Until then…..Adios.