Anger Management
Hooray! Welcome to another follow-up to 'Desire' and 'Insane'. I could probably stop writing that but I feel that introduction needs one last hurrah.
Enjoy….
They loved each other, and although they never put those emotions into words they could both tell it was there. It was evident in their devotion to each other, the way they would look at each other and talk to each other and how they seemed different in each other's presence, better somehow.
But they had their differences and they had their sameness; they were both ridiculously calm and both equally as powerful. They didn't know each other's true strength and it affected them in different ways; Itachi didn't really care, he was confident in his own abilities and that was all that really mattered; Pein was different, he knew his own strength but sometimes wondered how strong Itachi really was, his lover was preternaturally calm, which, in Pein's eyes, was a wonderful thing, but he had learned the language of his lover's body and could read what he was really feeling, although it was extremely difficult and had a fair-sized margin of error.
He had once, and only once, seen Itachi become so angry he couldn't contain himself, the older Uchiha had gone on a rampage, and by the time he calmed down he had managed to destroy a small village. Pein had made sure that Itachi had never felt his presence watching him that day, because Pein realized he never wanted to focus that anger upon himself. He had held no idea in his mind of the total destruction his lover was capable of, that Itachi could summon enough strength to demolish entire buildings with just a few kicks; the speed of his kenjutsu, that Itachi could be so amazingly graceful in his movements while bringing death to so many. And at the end of it Pein had realized there was nothing as beautiful as to see his lover covered in blood, because that was how he arrived back at the base, with his cloak over his arm, his hair loose from it's tie and soaking in blood, and his dark eyes still dancing from the exhilaration of fighting.
The other members of Akatsuki stayed well out of his way, having felt the fury and bloodlust that spiked the Uchiha's chakra as he stormed from the base, but when he returned he was calm again, and Pein asked him,
"What have you been doing?"
Even though the Akatsuki Leader knew exactly what he had been doing, and had witnessed the destruction.
Itachi turned to him and for the first time Pein saw his lover smile, a small, soft smile, it made the Uchiha look years younger and nearly erased the lines under his eyes. He padded forward on his bare feet, making absolutely no sound, and sat down next to Pein. His dark eyes were dancing slower now and he looked more tired, leaning against Pein he said,
"Just some anger management, I've been repressing for awhile."
Pein chuckled at that "I didn't know you had such a temper." He said, while gathering his lover into his arms, lifting Itachi bridal-style.
"That's because you never experienced it." Pein chuckled again, looking down at the Uchiha in his arms.
"Where are you taking me?" Itachi asked
"Back to the room, so I can ravish you." Was Pein's reply, Itachi just smiled lazily at him, his eyes dancing once again.
After that, every once in awhile Pein would assign Itachi a mission that involved destruction, and his love would return to base with blood in his hair and a much more relaxed state of mind. Because now Pein knows that every once in awhile Itachi needs to do some anger management.
End chapter
And that was the third drabble thingy, I took (and will take again, I'm sure) huge liberties with Pein and Itachi's characters. Hope you don't mind.
R&R, if you please.
Flamers can go to hell and kiss Zabuza's ass, and they can like it too… (mayhaps I am a bit cruel…)