A/N: WARNING: explicit scene inside.

Another reincarnation story

21.

Tracking Itachi was no small feat. Shisui knew perfectly well that if his cousin wished to disappear before mindful eyes, he could do so easily without detection. Though not with his usual confidence, Shisui still believed that he was the only one capable of saving Itachi from himself, after his cousin allowed himself to be dragged into plots bigger than his teenage angst.

Shisui remembered his own desperation from a few years ago and understood Itachi's lack of caution. He himself was ready to engage in a romantic relationship with his cousin when he was just a little older than Itachi was right now. He had no room to stand on when it came to moral decisions. Yet, he was more mature now, understanding the flaw in Itachi's eager pining.

Back then, Shisui was consumed by the longing for someone he could not have. He wanted Itachi day and night. Every little attention he received from his reserved cousin was a blessing. When the pain grew unbearable after Itachi's refusal, Shisui had chosen distance as a cure. Had he had someone to guide him from his foolish attempts back then, he could have been spared much heartache.

Shisui would not let Itachi experience the same pain alone. Itachi was not like himself. His cousin rarely let anyone into his inner sanctum. Once there, the 13 year old was fiercely loyal and full of devotion. He would stop at nothing to protect those he loved and sacrifice everything should he ever believe it to be necessary. It was in that trait he be easily exploited. Many had used Itachi in that way and many contained to do so.

He refused toallow anyone to play with Itachi's heart

Shisui had first noticed that something wasn't right after his passionate lovemaking to Tenzou. As much as he wanted to stay at the ANBU's side, he just knew that now was not the right time to indulge himself. His first clue was Tenzou being uncharacteristically occupying. Second, Tenzou had never tried to stall him after they finished. And third was Tenzou trying to guilt-tripping him into staying. That he did all that meant Shisui shouldn't be somewhere else. Remembering the bold behavior of the Mokuton-user in front of Kakashi's door, Shisui quickly realized that he had been played.

It wasn't hard to figure out his cousin's plan. No doubt Itachi and Kakashi knew he was there and thus send Tenzou to distract him. That he had fallen for the oldest trick in the book was shameful. But what could he say, he did have a soft spot for his boyfriend.

Shaking his mind off his cute boyfriend, Shisui concentrated on his hunt. He had lost Itachi's trail about half a mile ago when he arrived at the outskirts of Konoha. As he stood atop a tree, letting his eyes wander over the landscape, Shisui tried to think like his prey. Where would Itachi go this night? Where would an ANBU captain go after a 24 hour shift to do something he couldn't in Kakashi's apartment? There must be a place in the vicinity that suited Itachi's needs. Somewhere secluded and safe that also promised anonymity. Somewhere no one would ever think of to search for the first born of the Uchiha, the perfect shinobi.

Then it dawned on him. He flickered away towards the only place a shinobi that wished not to be bothered would go. As he flew through the trees, Shisui reminded himself not to think of Itachi as a dutiful agent right now, but a love-sick boy. The current Itachi was mad with infatuation, turned completely unrecognizable by the lies of an much older man. He was now just a helpless child in the clutches of a monster.

When Shisui landed quietly on the outer wall of the establishment, he knew he was right. This place was perfect for Itachi's needs. The owners asked no question and spread no gossip. Whatever he had in mind, it would be in one of these rooms.

-xXx-

Itachi moaned loudly as Kisame bit into his neck. His body trembled with lust, his skin flushed from their touches. He threw his head back and gasped as his partner repeatedly pushed into him, making his insides burn. He pressed his eyes shut, bit down on his lips and clung to his partner. He loved everything about the ways Kisame loved him. They did not speak, there was no need for words in the moment when they became one.

He looked down at his lover, watching those blue lips caress his collarbone. He swayed his pelvis in rhythm to Kisame's thrusts, driving himself further towards ecstasy. With a grunt, Kisame leaned forward, pressing Itachi's back down to the floor. His big hands landed on either side of Itachi's head, golden eyes black with lust fixed on the smaller shinobi. He grinned down at him with too many teeth, increasing the speed and strength of his thrusts.

Itachi cried out with pleasure. He had not felt like this for too long. He turned his face to the side, unable to hold his lover's gaze. A thick thumb was pushed between this lips and Itachi sucked greedily. He moaned and whimpered, feeling the heat growing hotter than he remembered.

They came in each other's arms within minutes.

When the sweat on their skin cooled slightly, Kisame turned to face him. "I really like that shirt."

"It's been too long," Itachi whispered, his own voice faint. He opened his eyes to see Kisame, his large chest still heaving from the exertion. Gently, Itachi wiped some of the blue hair out of his face. "Were you followed?"

"Of course not," Kisame chuckled. He reached for the yukatas the establishment had provided and handed one to Itachi. "I can be subtle. Also, I left a clone back at the house." Closing the front of his robe, Kisame added. "Thank you for sending the raven to show me the way."

Dressed now, Itachi repositioned himself in Kisame's lap. Now that the edge was taken off, he could finally think clearer and enjoy without the pressing urge. He pressed a long kiss onto those lips and then whispered. "Do not doubt me ever again."

"I have learned my lesson."

"As have I."

After a while of simply embracing each other, Kisame shifted, pushing Itachi from his lap. He gave the man before him a long look as if imprinting every detail into his mind. Then, he smirked. "You can drop the Henge now."

Itachi lifted a brow. "I thought you prefer me this way."

"Your age does not bother me," Kisame shook his head. "I would have the real you, not just a temporary image. There's no need to fool yourself."

For a moment the genius did nothing. He considered telling Kisame it was not only him he aimed to please here. He himself disliked his young body. Having never laid with his partner before the age of 16, Itachi had always considered it wrong. Again, he failed to contemplate how Kisame would feel. So, he pushed his hands together and let his body of 21 reverse back to 13.

The yukata was too big now, falling down on him like a blanket. He needed to retie it if he didn't wish to reveal too much whenever he moved. Kisame seemed suddenly even bigger than before. Looking up at him, Itachi felt his own cheeks flush.

The blue sharkman but licked his lips, a new glint coming to life in his eyes. He grinned, pulling the much smaller boy closer to himself. He pressed Itachi's face to his chest and smoothed down his hair. Callous fingers took his small chin and tilted his face upwards. Itachi was immediately being crushed by a long determinate kiss. Kisame was so fierce when he kissed, utterly commanding and devouring. As much as he obey Itachi's command on the battlefield, he would not so easily relinquish control if it came to lovemaking.

"I have wanted you the moment I laid eyes on you," Kisame whispered against his neck. "On that day, by the lake."

"Is that so?"

"You were so dangerous, so beautiful." He pushed Itachi back down towards the floor, trapping the smaller man with his enormous body. "You have tempted me for so long, Itachi-san. The things I wanted to do to you."

The genius only moaned at that. Kisame continued as he wasn't stopped. He pushed Itachi's legs apart with his knees and sank down on the teenager, his erection burning hot against Itachi's skin.

"You have no idea how much I loathed myself for wanting you. For wanting to do things to you, to make you scream, to defile you." He groaned, "the way you looked, the way you moved. At times, all I could see when I looked at you was you on your knees and me above you."

"That is alarmingly suggestive," Itachi only chuckled.

Kisame snorted, halting in his advance to look at Itachi. "Not in the way you might think," He grinned his crooked grin. "Only in the completely naughty way. There is a very special appeal in being the first, to tarnish something that seemed so pure. Knowing who you are and what you did, the thought of making you come loose almost overwhelmed me."

Itachi silenced him by pulling him back into a long hard kiss. In Kisame's distraction, he reverted their positions easily, riding a man too big for his body. He smirked at his partner and leaned down, both his hands placed firmly on Kisame's chest. Closing in, he whispered. "Is this how you imagined it?" He kissed down that throat and bit at the jugular. "Is this what I would do?" Kisame gasped when he pushed back down against the hot erection. "Is this that tempted you so?"

Kisame grinned, his hands came to grasp firmly at Itachi's hips. He pressed the boy down on himself, making both of them moan. Itachi moved to open the front of his yukata but was stopped by a pair of hands that came from behind him. Kisame kissed his neck and gently smoothed the fabric from his shoulder, making them pool at his legs.

"Let me show it to you, Itachi-san." The Kisame clone whispered behind him.

"Impressive," Itachi smirked. "I didn't see you make signs."

"Seems like you too can be distracted," said the Kisame from under him. "Do you trust me, Itachi-san."

This time, Itachi did not hesitate. "I do."

Before his words faded from the room, he was being lifted from his position. He swung his legs around Kisame's big body and allowed this clone to carry him to the middle of the room. He was lowered to the floor and pushed down to his knees. Kisame pressed a finger on his lips, silencing him as he removed all of Itachi's clothing. Then, he knelt down behind the naked boy, on hand around his wrists, the other around his chin.

"Open up," he whispered into Itachi's ear.

Itachi obeyed, parting his lips as wide as they would. The real Kisame stepped into his view, his yukata hanging loosely around his shoulder, his erection upright between his legs. The grin on his face was menacing, promising what only he could deliver, be it pain or pleasure.

"How long I've wanted those delicate lips around me," he whispered with a sigh, teasing Itachi with the tip of his cock.

Itachi swallowed. He did not remember Kisame's cock this big and intimidating.

"Open up," the clone said again from behind, pushing his head towards the real Kisame, "and take it deep."

Kisame was huge when he pushed in. Itachi felt his lips strain and his throat tighten. He could feel Kisame's cock growing even larger on his tongue and pressed his eyes shut. His partner had no mercy and payed no mind to Itachi's whimpers. The genius suspected it was what Kisame had always wanted, the power to pick the flower before it was ripe.

He used to enjoy this, to please with his mouth and tongue. To hear the soft moans that would come from deep within his lover had always filled him with pride. But now, he found that he enjoyed nothing of it. It was too big, too hot and way to demanding. The urge to gag increased with every bit Kisame pushed into him, until he couldn't hold it anymore.

He coughed, starting low and turning more violently as he tried to stop it. The clone released him, allowing Itachi to fall back to the floor. As bile rose from his stomach, Itachi heaved again. He clutched at his chest and pressed the other hand over his mouth, forcefully attempting to suppress the reaction.

"Itachi-san, calm down," Kisame's hand was on his back, massaging him in soothing circles. "Breathe. How long has this been going on?"

The worry and sadness in his voice almost punched a hole in Itachi's stomach. He quickly shook his head, denying the implication. "No, it's not that." He looked back up at Kisame who was consumed by worry. "Kisame, I'm not ill."

"You need not pretend with me," his clone closed his arms around Itachi, pressing his lips to the raven's hair.

"It's not like that," he looked up, his face flushed with embarrassment. When he made clear he wished to continue what they started, Kisame moved back closer, a lifted brow asking for elaboration. "You forget," Itachi explained, eyes set firm on Kisame's cock. "This body is yet untouched and untested."

That seemed to change Kisame's mood immediately. The trust Kisame played in Itachi was evident. It was in the way he presented himself to Itachi, allowing the raven to enjoy at his own pace. It was in the kisses the clone placed on his shoulder and back while the real man was being pleased. Itachi licked at him, kissed him and eventually opened his mouth to take him in again. This time, he prepared himself for it, going slow. After minutes of testing, Itachi decided that he was ready. He pushed himself forth, talking Kisame as far as he could. It wasn't much, but it was enough to draw out a long moan from his partner.

This was what he had wanted to hear. Knowing that he was the only one that could make Kisame sound like that ignited the same pride in Itachi he had not felt in a long time. This was him claiming the giant man as much as Kisame was claiming him. Though it might appear so suggestive, a small boy immobilized by two large men, it happened only with the consent of both parties. This was how far they trusted each other.

He was parted with Kisame rather abruptly. Hoisted up again, Itachi found himself in the clone's arms, his back pressed firmly to the man's chest. With Kisame's strength, Itachi was easily handled. Parting his legs and keeping one of each hand under Itachi's knees, the clone presented the inviting parts of Itachi's body to his master. The younger flushed and turned his face away. He knew that by now almost every part of his body was flushed.

"Beautiful," Kisame whispered and pressed a kiss to Itachi's entrance, drawing out a wince from the teenager. Itachi couldn't answer. In any other situation, he would have found a smart remark, but right now, all he think of was how much he wanted Kisame's cock inside him.

He was not left wanting for long. The bigger man was careful when he pushed in, grunting with effort. Itachi was tight, he knew. He could feel his body being forced open and filled to bursting. Had he not been previously prepared by their passionate lovemaking, Itachi might have screamed.

"Itachi-san," Kisame grunted, holding onto his hips, not daring to move. "So tight. How."

"Please," Itachi only moaned. He wanted to give an explanation but found his words coming short. He gasped, holding onto both men with all his strength. With moans between each word, Itachi eventually managed. "Well, I am technically still a virgin."

Either Kisame found this insulting or extremely arousing. He pushed in with a frustrated grunt, finally drawing out the cry from Itachi's lips. "And what was that just now?"

"Do not expect me to explain the illusion-effect of Henge no Jutsu on physical senses!" Itachi hissed, his body jerking with new found pleasure. He reached for his own erection and found his hand slapped away. Kisame must think him puny right now, with his body just beginning to develop. If his partner disliked it, he didn't show. When his hand wrapped around Itachi's cock, the genius gave out a loud moan.

"So you have never been touched in this form before." The clone asked, his lips always so close to Itachi's ear.

"Never."

"I can tell, so sensitive. So delicate." With those words, Kisame started to move, pushing himself in and pulling himself out. He repeated the slow movements until Itachi's moans had quieted down somewhat, then he grinned. "So how about we make this body sing."

"No!" Was all that Itachi could gasped before he was being assaulted. There was no other way to describe it. Kisame was assaulting him with his cock, breaking him open and ripping him apart. With each thrust, he entered deeper, making Itachi scream. It hurt so much, but felt so good at the same time.

"Please," Itachi begged, for what he didn't know. He wanted Kisame to stop, stop thrusting, stop hurting him. But at the same time, he wanted Kisame to go on, to give him more, to make him come. Not knowing what he should say, Itachi only screamed.

He had never been in this kind of frenzy before. He had never felt so many sensations at once before. He could do nothing but scream, trying desperately to express himself. He could not see, his eyes pressed shut to stop the tears. He could not hear, his ears filled with the rush of blood. His limbs were numb, their senses dulled by the heat building inside his body. The only thing that Itachi could know, could concentrate on right now was Kisame's cock inside him.

"Kisame, please!" Itachi begged again as the pain grew as hot as the pleasure. He was so close to coming now, so close to reaching the highest peak of his life. Just a little more now, just a little...

All was lost when he crashed down towards the floor. Pain of a familiar kind crawled up his spine when Itachi fell on his ass. His eyes snapped open to see what had happened, only to roll out of the way on instinct as the room was filled with a ball of fire. A second later, three kunai pierced through the heat, aimed for Itachi's lover. Having no weapon to parry them, Kisame jumped out of they way, one arm lifted to protect his heart. He put the fire out with one of his famous water jutsus, filling the room with steam.

"Kisame!" Itachi shouted, finding himself now several feet apart from his lover. He quickly reached for his yukata, not wanting to fight whatever assailant completely nude.

"Itachi-san!" Kisame called, his larger frame appearing in the clearing mist.

"Stay back, you monster!" a familiar voice shouted, appearing before Itachi in an instant, both hands filled with tanto and kunai.

"Shisui?" The genius gasped dumbfounded. Why was it always Shisui that interrupted them?

"You again!" Kisame hissed, standing tall without any hint of shame and only Samehada as an accessory. With his mind still clouded and his body so unsatisfied, Itachi found the sight of his partner irrefutably erotic. But all of his fantasies were promptly subdued by the killing intent radiating from the swordsman, whose blade was aimed at Itachi's cousin. "Uchiha Shisui, this is the last time you have foiled my plans!"

"I shall have your head for this!" Shisui barked, aiming his own blade to strike.

Within the blink of an eye, Shisui was in front of Kisame, his tanto striking for Kisame's heart. Samehada came up to block it, sending the smaller man flipping backwards. The nimble Uchiha landed with sure footing, spun and attacked anew, this time three kunai reaching ahead of him. Kisame dodged them easily, fast for a man his size. He swung Samehada in a great arc, attempting to pick Shisui out of the air. The blades met anew, sending sparks between them. After the first few rounds, they were evenly matched. Shisui was fast, probably the fastest living shinobi. Using more finesse than brute force, Shisui's strategy was a perfect offense against Kisame's strong footed fighting style.

Sitting on the floor with a loose yukata over his battered body, Itachi could only stare in fascination as Shisui and Kisame clashed. A part of him urged himself to stand and put a stop to the unnecessary violence. But another part of him only nodded at the situation, knowing that this fight had been postponed for long enough. Ever since Shisui learned of Itachi and Kisame's supposed feud, he wanted to face the swordsman. Kisame, on the other hand, had always been jealous of Shisui and never tried to hide it; not in his old life and certainly not in this new one.

Slowly rising and gathering his clothing, Itachi dressed without taking his eyes off the duelists. Neither shinobi has committed to the fight yet, only using their blows as a way to vent their frustration and make a point. Shisui was good enough not to be hurt by Kisame, just as Kisame had enough experience fighting an opponent focusing on speed and precision, as well as genjutsu. When Itachi pulled his white shirt over his head, Kisame's blade connected with Shisui's tanto again, catapulting the Uchiha into the garden. Shisui grunted as he landed between the ponds.

Itachi reacted the moment he sensed the chakra around Shisui change. Red eyes swirled in frenzy just in the moment Itachi landed between them, blocking Shisui's direct line of sight. The force with which Shisui's genjutsu hit him was breathtaking. It wasn't the feared kotoamatsukami, but it was still a potent one. Pain coursed through his body as his knees gave out. He couldn't tell if he only screamed here or in the real world as well. It didn't matter, pain was real inside a genjutsu and Itachi suffered.

Just as he expected, Shisui released the illusion as soon as he realized his mistake. He caught Itachi in his arms as the younger fell. "Itachi," he was shouting in panic. "Itachi, talk to me. Are you alright?"

"Ow," the genius whispered back. He panted heavily, being exhausted from this simple a stunt. Now was really not a good time to fight. His body was still weak after being taken to brutally. His senses were still dulled from the overwhelming pleasure just a moment ago. He needed to find a way to end this peacefully.

"Itachi-san?" Kisame appeared within the broken doorway, now dressed. He sounded almost more bored than anything else, perhaps even with a hint of amusement in it. Kisame knew Itachi enough not to be worried, though that might not have been a good move right now.

"Stay where you are!" Shisui's demeanor changed immediately at the reappearance of that monster. "This is far from over."

"You can't beat me, Shunshin no Shisui," Kisame sneered, swinging Samehada onto his shoulder. "Better men than you have died by this blade."

"Kisame!" Itachi barked. As much as he loved that man, he would not forgive him should he ever harm Shisui.

"Well, perhaps today is your lucky day," He stepped out of the door, down into the garden. "Leave us and I might spare your life."

"I'm not afraid of you, Monster!" Shisui turned to Itachi, "Itachi, come with me."

"Shisui, I told you I won't change my mind," Itachi explained calmly. "Please, just go."

"You would choose him over me?" The surprise in Shisui's eyes was real, so was the hurt in his voice.

"There is no choice to be made."

"How can you say it after what he did to you?" Shisui hissed, "snap out of it, he's using you! Even in that way! Have I not intervened who knows what else he would have done to you."

"Nothing Itachi-san wouldn't have enjoyed, I assure you," Kisame said smugly, earning himself a glare from Itachi.

"No more! You will not defile my brother any further!" Shisui shouted.

"Shisui!" Itachi tried to stop him but was violently shoved aside.

Again, the teleporter charged at Kisame, his hands frantically weaving signs. In just a moment, the courtyard was filled with images of the Konoha Jo-nin, all with blaring Sharingan and drawn tanto. They attacked the larger man from all sides with movements too quick for normal man to follow. No matter which one Kisame blocked, another appeared from behind him, aiming to kill.

Cursing, Itachi poured chakra into his eyes. He had no choice he told himself. As good as he might be, he had never been able to take down Shisui's shunshin no jutsu. His clones had no mass, yet delivered forceful blows. In defense, Kisame had no chance. The only way to defeat Shisui was to use those jutsus that would alert the whole village to their presence.

Feeling his chakra concentrated, Itachi moved into position. "Susano'o!" he shouted as his most defensive power formed around himself and his former partner. The Yata Mirror he had so carefully hid away all these years appeared, blocking all of Shisui's attack. As his cousin fell the the ground, eyes wide with shock, Itachi lowered his weapons.

"That's enough!" Itachi demanded, his face again controlled and blank. Nothing betrayed the tiniest bit of his inner emotions. In this moment, he was neither a brother, nor a lover. He was the Master of Illusion, the ANBU Captain Itachi. "I will not have you fight each other over me. I am not a prize to be won. Shisui, I told you, my choice is made and will not change. As for you, do not speak for me again. You will only make things worse."

"As you wish, Itachi-san."

His Susano'o raised its face towards the heaven and vanished in a blaze of light. With the night again dark around them, Itachi closed his eyes. The pain in his eye was bearable, the exhaustion less so. He felt his knees tremble but refused to show it. Trusting in his senses, Itachi steeled himself against his current adversaries. "Come out," he said, his voice forced calm. "I know you're there."

One ANBU agent hidden behind a wolf's mask stepped out of the shadow, just as another with the cat-mask merged out of the tree itself. Though familiar from years of work, Itachi still couldn't tell where they stood in this particular situation.

"Explain yourselves," Kakashi commanded.

"ANBU-san, please assist me in this." It was Shisui who addressed the agents first. He moved his shunshin in to surround them as he turned towards the lovers. "Hoshigaki Kisame, you're hereby under arrest."

"Shisui!" Itachi gasped.

"On what charge?" Tenzou asked.

"Sexual assault and conspiracy!" The determination in the Jonin's eyes said everything Itachi needed to know. Shisui will not back down. "Uchiha Itachi, you too are under arrest."

"You don't have the authority to arrest me," Itachi only hissed back.

"Fine! ANBU-san, I accuse Itachi of conspiracy under influence. He needs to be taken into custody and evaluated."

"Shisui-san, are you sure?" Tenzou moved closer to his boyfriend, not being completely able to hide who he was. "Those are strong accusations."

"I'm aware," Shisui replied, his eyes not leaving Itachi's. "His crime warrants nothing less."

"Shisui-san, please reconsider." Kakashi urged. "Hoshigaki-san is a guest from Kiri. His arrest will involve the Mizukage. If this is to be an international incident, we will need your word for it. As a Jo-nin of Konoha, you understand what is on the line here."

"Shisui," Itachi pleaded, "don't do it." But he already knew what would happen.

For an instant, Shisui seemed to take their words into heart. But then his expression hardened and he lifted his sword. "I'll stand for it. Please arrest them!"

A murder of crows dived down from the sky, momentarily blocking them from each other. Itachi turned towards his partner who was already gathering chakra for a fight. Biting down on his determination, Itachi dragged him into the world of Tsukuyomi. "Kisame, you need to leave right now! Get out of here while I keep them distracted."

"Where should I go?" Kisame sighed, his eyes wandering over the vast emptiness of Itachi's illusion. "Where can I go?"

"Anywhere, wherever you want," Itachi urged, "I'll come find you once this is over."

"You expect me to abandon you like a coward?" Kisame took his face into his large palm, caressing it gently. "I cannot do that, not again."

"I know, but please, I beg of you," Itachi was getting impatient. Against two powerful sharingan users, his time was limited. "Go to the town where we met, wait for me by the lake. I swear to you, I will come."

Kisame kissed him. "You cannot ask this of me. I am your partner, I face this with you."

"Be reasonable!" Itachi gave into his frustration. "Now is not the time to face Shisui. With ANBU's assistance, it is a fight you cannot win."

"You underestimate me, Itachi-san." Kisame deadpanned.

"You underestimate them!"

"But I'm not alone, am I?" Kisame smirked. "We have faced far stronger foes and came out victorious. Nothing can stand against us combined."

"I won't fight Shisui!" Itachi insisted. "Kisame, if you truly know what's in my heart, you know what he means to me. I can't fight him and I won't raise my arms against my fellow comrades again. And as long as I live, I won't let you either."

Kisame growled.

"Do you really wish for me to turn on my home again? If we're to fight them, nothing of us will remain hidden. Even if I can hold my own against Shisui, which I'm not sure of, I doubt you can overcome my comrades as easily as you imagine. The situation will get out of hand. You're a guest and if you attack a Konoha Jo-nin or the ANBU, no matter the reason, nothing will save you from the wrath of Konoha's justice. You would also force me to become a traitor again."

"So you would choose the easy way and have me flee like a scared animal?"

"I ask you to save yourself!"

"I can't do that," Kisame wrapped an arm around Itachi's waist and squeezed. "I won't abandon you again. Whatever this is, we do it together."

Itachi sighed, returning the embrace in kind. "I'm sorry, I can't let you get arrested. Face the truth, your reputation isn't the best. The accusation of rape will be difficult to shake but all too easy to believe. Once you're in custody, my father will make sure you're prosecuted." Itachi took Kisame's hand into his and kissed his ring-finger. "I'm not asking you to abandon me, I ask you to retreat and fight another day. I feel better knowing that you're save, otherwise I won't be able to concentrate on my plan."

"Do you really have one?"

Itachi nodded. "I think so. I'm an ANBU captain, without the Hokage's direct command, I can't be harmed. Fortunately, I gave him no reason to doubt me. Besides, I am still the first born of the Uchiha, that still means something."

"You don't know what you're asking of me," Kisame whispered and returned the kiss to the finger.

"Please, do as I say and wait for me by the lake. I'll be fine," for a last time, Itachi pushed his lips to Kisame's. "You have three seconds when Tsukuyomi ends."

The world of darkness ended just abruptly as it came. When the feathers disappeared and Itachi again was faced with his three best friends, Kisame had vanished. Knowing that his partner was as safe as he could be right now, Itachi placed his hands behind his head. He finally allowed his knees to give out and landed on the ground with a dull sound. Closing his eyes in defeat, the Uchiha heir whispered,

"I surrender."

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