Another reincarnation story
07.
Itachi looked at his own reflection with distaste.
He still looked like a girl. After three years of constant exercise, he still didn't have the muscles he wanted. He knew he would never be a bulky man like Kisame, with a sharply defined abdomen and arms as strong as pillars. He would never have those powerful shoulders and muscular back. His legs would never be as thick as trunks and he would never be very tall. But anything other than the body of a preteen girl would be nice.
Alright, maybe he should be more realistic. He wasn't as feminine as he let it sound. But his arms were thin and his hips were narrow. His legs were long and lean, and mostly hairless. There was a hint of six-pack on his belly, and yes, his genitals had developed in the last few years. But it was still much smaller than he remembered and tortured him with uncontrolled lust he tried too hard to hide.
He didn't remember having this much healthy libido the last time he was thirteen. But the last time, he also was mentally preparing to kill his own parents. Right now, he could barely watch his team-mates shower without having thought of...
Itachi quickly stopped himself before his aforementioned problem became too prominent. He pardoned himself inwardly. It wasn't exactly his fault. It was part of puberty, which was exactly what he was going through. It couldn't change the fact that mentally he was 24 and had experienced all the pleasure a well-grown, muscular, strong, male body could offer him. Now that his body was awake, the longing for those feelings had returned almost every morning. He tried to take care of it as quickly and silently as he could and as frequently as he needed. But he was trapped with a team of incredibly well-trained men, led by a dangerously handsome captain. And his heartwarming beautiful cousin wasn't helping.
Noticing his lower body demanding attention, Itachi moaned. What would he give to be an adult again and enjoy the pleasure of a man without shame. But not now, he told himself. Today was his thirteenth birthday and it was unbecoming for the Uchiha heir to be late. He pushed thoughts of his team-mates in the shower aside and tried not to remember Kisame. It both filled him with longing and sadness.
He took a deep breath and tried to think of something disgusting. Danzou's whimpering form was the first thing that came to his mind. Ever since he used Tsukuyomi on Danzou for the first time, the elder had not tried to antagonize the Uchiha. From then, Itachi sometimes paid him secret visits, just to review the progress of things. He had warned Danzou that, should he perform less than to Itachi's satisfaction, the genius would not hesitate to repeat his lesson.
He wondered if Danzou was going to be here today as he noticed that his erection had died down. Now, he only had to keep a balanced train of thought that didn't go anywhere near his handsome captain and fierce ex-lover.
"Itachi?" Shisui knocked on his door. "Do you need help? Can I come in?"
"No, I'm fine." the clan-heir threw a last glance into the mirror and tuck the fan into his obi. "I'm ready."
"You look stunning!" Shisui gasped. "You look more beautiful than all the girls outside."
"That's the plan."
"Are we sticking to it?"
"I intend to."
"It took your father one year to revoke my banishment, I don't want to be thrown out again. So, let's be discreet." Shisui looked at his own reflection in the mirror. Like Itachi, Shisui was dressed in his best kimono. It hung loosely from his broad shoulder and was held by a thin obi. The hakama flattered his strong thighs and ended just an inch above the ground. The haori he wore of course had the Uchiha Clan symbol on it. Itachi thought that Shisui looked like the dream of every young girl and maybe some of the young boys.
"You look very handsome," Itachi commented.
"Yeah, it's my job to steal your suitors." Shisui rumpled his hair. "While you make them jealous of your looks."
Itachi joined Shisui in front of the mirror. His own kimono was dark red, printed with white and black leaves. It was closed up tight on the front, but dragged down generously at the neck, showing of his pristine skin. His hakama was softer than Shisui's, appearing more like a dress than pants. Also, he wore his dark-blue Uchiha Haori loosely around his gentle shoulders, showing off just how delicate his form was. He looked like a very beautiful young boy dressed in men's robes. Looking at his own shiny hair, he sighed.
"Let's get this over with."
They exited the room and instantly halted as a blond boy rushed past them. They looked after the famous kyuubi-container, wrapped in bright orange fabric as Sasuke sprinted around the corner, shouting his friend's name. The younger Uchiha halted before his brother and cousin and bowed with respect.
"Nii-san." He grinned, eyes wide and sparkling.
"Yes, otoutou?"
"You are the most gorgeous person I've seen today." Sasuke said as if it was the greatest compliment he was capable off. He really looked proud that his brother was prettier than all of the dolled up heiress from the other clans.
"Thank you, Sasuke," Itachi patted his hair and grinned.
"Hey, what about me?" Shisui asked, pointing to himself.
"You're okay." Sasuke shrugged. "But you're wearing your kimono wrong, I can see your chest."
"It's supposed to be like that!" Shisui protested.
Itachi smirked. He knew that Shisui was very proud of his chest muscles and made a big deal to show off with them.
"Alright," Itachi separated them. "It's almost time. Sasuke, go get your friend, he ran that way. The ceremony is starting soon."
Sasuke nodded happily and ran off. Itachi shrugged as Shisui asked him if he exaggerated. Shisui then frowned and closed the front of his robe. He said he would have opportunity to open them later. When they reached the door leading to the part housing the guests, Itachi took in a deep breath. He had never had a mission like this before. Normally, he seduced people, not repel them.
"I hope your plan doesn't backfire," Shisui murmured. "The way you look, they might all fall in love with you."
"I'm usually correct," Itachi replied. "Do as I instructed and all will be fine."
"Until you open your mouth, that is." Shisui nodded and opened the door for him.
Itachi braced himself for the curious looks of all the guests. Most clan-heads had seen him before. When he was promoted to chunin, they had seen his trials. After all, he was the star of that year. But their wives, daughters and sons hadn't. They gasped as Itachi entered, the air of aloofness surrounding him. He bowed to the guests as good conduct dictated. He said the words carefully studied, not too arrogant, but far from familiar. He then looked through the gaping crowd and discovered his two other partners in crime grinning at him.
His mother clapped, quickly joined in by all the others. His father took over, introducing Itachi to the people of Konoha as the clan heir of the Uchiha. He then recited a long list of Itachi's achievements which were, of course, well-known. He ended with naming Itachi as one of the most loyal agents of the ANBU and emphasized Itachi's talent that would no doubt bring him much higher prestige.
Again, many applauded as some of the little girls gasped.
Itachi listened with an iron face, while his father repeated the reason for today's gathering. He stated the rules, that whoever had a child above the age of eight might ask for Itachi's favor. He didn't state the gender or a limit how old that suitor might be. Itachi smiled inwardly. Fugaku went on to speak about his plan of forming a closer bond with the other clans and that he had placed the power of decision in Itachi's hand. That caused a commotion. The girls giggled while the adults quickly whispered to each other. Itachi frowned. His father just made his fangirl problem worse.
Half an hour later, the introduction speech was finally over. Tea was served and several sweet dishes placed on each side of the room. As per tradition, Itachi could walk around, while parents introduced their child to his parents and then the heir. Knowing that, the genius made a beeline for the sweets.
Shisui, Kakashi and Tenzou appeared next to him within the seconds. If he didn't know better, he'd say they all shunshinned here.
"What's the situation?"
"Not good," Kakashi reported. "You're too pretty."
"Wait until Itachi opens his mouth." Shisui commented, already stuffing his face with dangos.
"That's not enough," Kakashi said. "Girls love pretty. I overheard two girls talking, they're already in love."
"Great," Itachi chewed his dango like it somehow offended him personally. "Plan B, then."
"Too soon," Shisui shook his head. "You at least have to talk to some before making a scene."
"Fine, who's the first?"
Shisui, who also had the duty of being Itachi's wing-man today straightened his back. He nodded towards a tall man with long brown hair and white eyes, who had a little girl with dark-blue hair by his hand. Next to the girl stood a boy barely ten years old, looking grumpy and sad.
"Oh great," Itachi murmured. "The Hyuugas."
"Itachi-sama," Shisui started and bowed before Itachi. "This is the clan-head of the Hyuuga, Hiashi-sama. This is his eldest daughter, Hinata-chan." Shisui turned towards the Hyuuga and bowed as well. "Hiashi-sama, Hinata-chan, this is my cousin, Itachi, the future clan-head of the Uchiha."
"It is a pleasure to meet you, Hyuuga-sama, and Hinata-san." Itachi bowed slightly.
"The pleasure is mine, Uchiha-san," Hiashi replied. "If you will excuse me, I'd like to speak with your father."
Itachi bowed as Hiashi left his daughter by Itachi's side, accompanied only by that grumpy boy. Itachi looked down on the girl, dressed in a pretty Kimono and looking like a doll. She held her hands together and blushed under Itachi's gaze. Her eyes sometimes darted toward her cousin and then to where Sasuke and Naruto were.
If she wasn't about to speak, Itachi would not return the gesture. He remained standing there, staring at the girl's head and counting her hair. He was sure, he would finish before she found the courage. After he counted to two hundred and lost count once, he heard Kakashi and Tenzou chuckle behind him. Those two weren't a help at all.
"Hinata-chan," Shisui started eventually, startling the little girl. "How old are you?"
"I'm..." she stammered, her voice as thin as paper. "I'm... eight, Uchiha-san." She tried to raise her gaze but only came as high as Itachi's chest. She then quickly lowered her head and whispered. "How... how old are you... Uchiha-san?"
"Me?" Shisui wondered and Hinata blushed.
"Hinata-sama meant Itachi-san." The other boy corrected, looking annoyed.
"I'm thirteen," Itachi replied. "As mentioned in my father's introduction. A heiress should pay attention when her peers speaks."
"Do not lecture Hinata-sama," the other boy hissed. He seemed to take the situation very personally. "Hinata-sama is trying to be polite."
"To pretend one's ignorance is not polite," Itachi simply said, lifting his chin slightly. He enjoyed playing arrogant and he exceeded at doing so. "I have no interest in a girl that disguises itself to please a man. The future mistress of the Uchiha should have more dignity than that."
"Ah, yes, Hinata-sama does appear most dignified." Shisui said quickly, while throwing a that's-enough-glare at Itachi. "Don't you think, Itachi-sama? And she is very pretty, right?"
"I suppose." Itachi nodded, eyes not leaving the Hyuuga boy. His name was Neji, if he remembered right. "Yet the quality I prefer are beyond the eyes. It was a pleasure talking to you, Hinata-sama. I don't want to delay you. And it was a pleasure too, Neji-kun."
"You know me?" Neji wondered.
"I keep tracks of all the geniuses in Konoha," Itachi nodded. "I look forward to working with you. No doubt your career as a shinobi would be most interesting."
He nodded his goodbye and saw Neji smirk. The boy led his little cousin away, but not without throwing a glance back at the handsome Uchiha-heir. When they disappeared, Itachi sighed out.
"Not bad," Kakashi said. "If I were that girl, I'd punch you."
"That's the plan, isn't it?"
"You want to make the girls dislike you," Shisui reminded him. "Not hate you. Oh, here comes the next. She's a Yamanaka. Beware of your thoughts."
The introduction of the Yamanaka girl way less formal. Her name was Ino and she was of a chatty nature.
"So, you're Sasuke-kun's brother," she chimed. "Nice to meet you."
"My pleasure. You're acquainted with my brother?"
"He's in my class!" She beamed then went on to praise Sasuke. Itachi grinned to himself. Looks like Shisui's help wouldn't be needed with this eight-year-old. After a short talk, where Itachi nodded and smiled, she excused herself to chase after his baby brother. For a moment, Itachi thought about helping Sasuke but shrugged it off. He had to help himself first.
Not every girl was as easy as Ino or Hinata. Itachi realized quickly that the most persistent kind were the Uchiha girls. Growing up and having the chance to admire him closely, they all wanted to become his mistress. They besieged Itachi with praise and expressed their undying admiration of his Mother. He only got out of their grasp by using the "I'm prettier than you" card, which almost got him a slap from the girl. He was faster than her, and if she wasn't wincing in pain already, he might have broken her wrist.
Three hours later, Itachi's face was tired from smiling and his back hurt from bowing. He didn't have the chance to eat much of the sweets and noticed with regret that no dango were left. He was hungry and in a foul mood. With a glower darker than the night, Itachi approached Kakashi, who was engaged in a conversation with Tenzou and Shisui.
"Where were you?" He hissed, angry that his friends had left him alone.
"Testing the waters," Shisui replied.
"What?"
Shisui closed the front of his robe with an expression as if he had been violated. "If I keep this act up, I might have more proposals than you by the end of the day. Some of them think I'm seriously considering getting married."
"Oh," Itachi blushed. "Sorry then. What have you heard? Is our plan working?"
"Not really," Tenzou sighed. "Not even that girl who almost slapped you."
"Alright, Plan B, then." Itachi ordered.
Kakashi moaned. "I value my life, Itachi."
"Senpai," Tenzou suppressed a grin. "Take one for the team."
Under Itachi's fierce glare and Tenzou's urging, Kakashi nodded.
"Get into position, then," Shisui looked around quickly. "I'll stand watch and alert you if anyone comes around."
"I'll do the same." Tenzou added.
"And don't forget," Shisui turned around to remind them. "You'll have to fool everyone, me included."
As Shisui and Tenzou slipped out of sight, Itachi and Kakashi got into position in the courtyard. They chose a place that could be considered hidden, but was too easy to spot for any trained shinobi. Kakashi came to stand before him, leaving less than a foot of space between them. Facing his captain in a rather compromising position, Itachi blushed. Kakashi grinned and Itachi felt his captain's hand moving over his body and came to a stop at his waist. He suppressed the thoughts of strong male body and concentrated only on the moment, which wasn't really a lot better. Blushing even deeper, Itachi swallowed.
"It's your idea," Kakashi reminded him. "I might be killed for this."
"I won't allow anyone to hurt you, Taicho. I'll protect you." His words came out with more force than he intended. The heat in his voice caused his captain to lift a brow.
"Well, well, I wasn't aware of your feelings," the silver-haired pervert teased. "Itachi-kun, are you serious?"
"Stay in your role, Taicho."
"I am."
"And take your hand off my butt," Itachi murmured.
"Should I?" Kakashi smirked. "I thought you liked me."
"I do, but..."the heat in Itachi's face grew steadily. "I... I can't do this. It's a bad idea."
"It's a little too late for it, don't you think, Itachi-kun?" Kakashi grinned. "Or is it why you invited me here to watch you choose your future bride?"
"Not at all!" Itachi hissed. "I never intended for this to happen! My parents plan eluded me!"
"Yet, you're here, smiling and bowing to all those girls," Kakashi bowed down a little, coming closer to Itachi's face. "Though your heart is already set."
"What?" Itachi gasped, pushing back just a little, but still not letting go of his handsome captain. "No, I don't..."
"Don't deny it," Kakashi pulled him back into the near-embrace. "I know of your true feelings. Who is it? Which one is it?"
"You're mistaken!" Itachi gasped, trying to pull himself free. Kakashi was getting hot and that's too much for him. "I don't like any of them. I don't even like girls!" he pressed a hand on his mouth, stunned that he had let it slip.
Kakashi's eyes widened before him while his arm around Itachi's waist tightened. He pulled the smaller man closer, almost lifting him from the ground. Completely enveloped in Kakashi's embrace, Itachi gasped out. He felt his lower body coming to life and Kakashi's reacting to it. As his captain pressed one leg between Itachi's thighs, he moaned. It felt too good to have someone close. Someone strong who could give him the pleasure he needed.
"Taicho..." Itachi whimpered. He felt his face heat up and rob him of conscious thoughts. Right now, all he could think about was kissing the man. "I..."
"I knew it," Kakashi whispered and grinned under his mask. "I always knew it."
"It's not like that..." he moaned, inhaling Kakashi's scent deeply. "I can't do this. I don't love any of them."
"What are you talking about?"
"I can't change how I feel, Taicho," Itachi moaned. He thought of Kisame and wished that man here more than anything else. He needed Kisame. He loved Kisame. "I always felt that way, I just didn't realize it sooner. Not until today, until now." He let his head fall back like a maiden and moaned again. He wrapped his arms around Kakashi's neck and pulled the bigger man closer. "I've wasted years, not wanting to believe what was happening to me. But I can't deny it now. Taicho, help me. I can't marry one of them."
The next thing Itachi knew was that he was kissing Kakashi passionately. He felt the warm lips of the bigger man on him and a wave of lust overcoming him. His erection was more than prominent under his robes. He rubbed it against his captain and moaned into Kakashi's mouth. Kakashi's tongue was hot and delightful.
Itachi imagined that it was Kisame who pushed into him so forcefully. He enjoyed every moment of it, finally feeling life returning to his body again. He gasped as a strong arm pulled him even closer. Itachi stood on his toes and poured all his love for Kisame into his silver-haired captain. If he could, he would even fuck Kakashi pretending it was Kisame.
A loud cough interrupted them. They pushed away from each other, Itachi trying to smooth his robe and Kakashi pulling the mask back up.
"They are gone," Shisui stated. "You can stop now."
"What?" Kakashi panted, trying to stand in a way that hid his erection.
"I wanted to give you a sign, but apparently, you noticed their coming yourselves," something in Shisui's tone indicated that he didn't quite believe what he said.
"Thank you," Itachi pressed forth, also trying to smooth his hakama. He stole a glance at Kakashi and blushed immediately. To his own surprise, Kakashi was blushing as well. "I guess, we convinced them."
"Yeah, you certainly fooled me." Shisui leaned against the tree casually. "I wouldn't be surprised to find Kakashi-san's corpse tomorrow morning."
"Who saw me... us?" Kakashi asked.
"Senpai," Tenzou placed a hand on Kakashi's shoulder. "We should go. Fugaku-san wasn't amused at all."
"Oh crap," Itachi whispered. What have I done?