Chapter three: Itachi

"You may begin your exams."

I sat behind my desk and sighed softly, resisting the urge to lower my head on to the desk top in front of me. I'm not up for this today. I don't think I will ever be up for this for a while.

Ever since last Friday, I have been unable to fully focus on my job. Not since….

~Flashback~

Aneya snatched me around so that my back was to the door and the person that had opened it. I didn't question this since she moaned softly as if she was disappointed in being interrupted. Kind of like we actually were.

"Hime, your client is waiting for you."

"Can't he wait? This one is so much cuter, and he can afford my full package when it isn't on sale," she said tugging my hair. Getting her hint, I lowered my head and ran my lips across her collarbone like I knew she liked. I smirked slightly as she whimpered low: she's still so responsive even after two months.

"This client already paid in full. You are expected to be in the VIP room in ten minutes. I don't have to tell you what would happen if you're not there in time." With that, the door closed. She clutched my jacket and laid her forehead on my chest.

"I can't do this for much longer without losing my sanity. This guy is fat and disgusting."

Wordlessly, I kissed her while lifting her up onto the sink. Her lips parted, giving my tongue free reign over its dearly missed territory. As I re-explored my domain, I slid my hand down to the slit in her dress. She arched into my hand moaning breathlessly, and I leaned over to whisper in her ear.

"Then allow me to give you something to distract yourself with." I lowered to my knees and moved the dress to replace my fingers with my mouth. She gave a muffled moan (must have covered her mouth with her hand) as I licked her clit and gently pushed two fingers into her entrance. I felt her fingers clutch my hair as I moved the digits in and out of her slowly and steadily.

"Oh, Ita-kun. Please don't stop, she panted. I slipped in a third finger and started sliding them in and out faster. By this time, I was painfully hard from the way she tugged my hair and moaned and whimpered in pleasure. But I didn't dwell on it. This is about the beautiful girl above me. "Itachi, please. I can't…."

"Don't hold back," I muttered as her hand tightened on my hair. My fingers brushed against her G-spot at the same time as I gave a particularly hard suck on her clit.

"Oh Kami-sama, Ita….!" I lifted up to cover her mouth with my own to muffle her scream of pleasure. After a few moments, she relaxed into me and smiled into my neck. "You're still devilishly good at that. It's not even fair."

"I know."

"I should go. The punishment for making a client wait is one I don't want to personally go through. I help restrain the victims enough to know that." I helped her slide back onto the floor leisurely.

"I will find a way to get you out of here, Ane-chan. Just give me some time." She touched my jaw and looked up at me as if she were memorizing my features.

"There is no way out of this life. Goodbye, Itachi-kun."

~End Flashback~

Her words were stuck in my head. 'There is no way out of this life.' What did she mean by that statement? Does that mean the leader of that household has some kind of restrain on her? That her mother sold her into that life, so she can't get out of it until she's eighteen?

"Itachi-sensei." My hand froze in mid-note at the familiar sultry voice. "Kakashi-sensei needs to see Neji-san. I was asked to escort him to the elite section of the school. He shall return in time to finish his exams." I merely nodded as I watched the boy stand. How is it possible that she makes a simple statement (make saying someone's name) sound so freaking arousing?! After a minute, they left the room.

So how did she become an escort/hostess in the first place? Despite Sasuke's and Naruto's words in court, I doubt her mother is cruel enough to make her do that sort of thing…. Is she?

"Sensei!" I was jerked back to reality by Sasuke yelling in my ear. "You spaced out."

"Sorry, I was thinking about Aneya." I looked around and realized the rest of the class had already left and all the exams were in a neat pile on my desk.

"You've seen her." I nodded as he sat down in one of the desks.

"Friday, Sasori dragged me to a… high class brothel. She was the main attraction, the highest of the hostesses. They even called her a princess." His hands clenched on the desk top.

"We can't let this continue. Naruto and I are planning a way to prove to the authorities what her mother is doing is wrong. We have to prove she is participating in the prostitution of other girls."

"You can't. She calls it escorting and hosting. If they look into it, they won't see it as prostitution. However, we can prove rape." He leaned forward to show I had his undivided attention. "It's going to require you to join the elite side of students."