Okay so I finally decided where I wanted to go with this story!

I started my story off as an Itachi story, "I'll Never Forget," but it ended up having a LOT Madara too! And now I started this as a Madara story but it has Itachi too. I just love both of these men so much for two totally different reasons. That doesn't mean I won't have plenty of Madara, he'll just be sharing the spot-light a little! xp

Besides it's only fair considering how Madara kinda took over his story .

OH! And I changed how old Madara is in the story, this age just kinda makes more sense in comparison to Seitsuki and Itachi. Before he was almost 30, well now he's 40.. But still just as sexy. In fact kinda more sexy knowing how well he ages ;), but that's just my opinion.

Enjoy! Please Review!~

I growled as a loud buzzing woke me from my sleep. I lifted myself up slightly and rubbed my eyes to look over at the clock. 6:20. Time to go babysit the biggest baby in the world.

But then the events of yesterday flooded back to me, and I was reminded of just how late I had stayed up last night as I looked over to the girl sleeping next to me. As my alarm continued to go off, she opened her eyes, looking like a bear that had just been woken from deep slumber. I couldn't help but inwardly laugh. She got up so suddenly that it made my heart jump, and before I knew it my alarm clock was thrown to the other side of the room.

"Why the hell do you wake up so early?!" Tenten yelled as she turned to me, like a crazed animal. The room was silent for a moment, now it was my turn to laugh hysterically at her. She glared at me as she now moved to her bed, and threw the covers over her head, immediately going back to her slumber. The smile stayed on my face as I looked at the sleeping girl, she had never been a morning person.

I got up and walked over to my alarm clock, slightly annoyed that it could possibly be broken because SOMEONE was beyond cranky. I walked back to my bedside and plugged it back in. Thankfully it turned back on, the time automatically set. 6:22.

I sighed. I really wasn't in the mood to see Madara, but I couldn't go back to sleep either. I sat there for a minute, pondering over my options. And that's when it hit me, Itachi.

He was the one who had gotten me into the habit of waking up early. While we were dating, he use to wake at 6 every morning. Regardless of what he had to do that day. He had just gotten so use it because of his packed schedule. He likes to get things done early, so that by the time he returns home he has nothing to do but relax.

I weighed the options of going there right now. He probably hated me with a passion right now. But I couldn't just let this lie. I needed to talk to him, as soon as possible.

I quickly took a shower and changed into my uniform, I still had a full schedule today, my first class starting at 9. By the time I was done getting ready, it was a little past 7. Which means I had about 2 hours to get over to Itachi's dorm room, and talk about our awkward situation yesterday. I just pray I find the words to be able to talk to him, and hope he understands.. I know if another girl had her hands on Itachi.. I put that thought out of my mind, it was a little too much for me to handle.

Itachi was now about 5 years into "college" in this same school, but he frequently went on trips, sometimes even out of the country. He had amazing opportunities that he could take, that's part of why I was okay with ending it. I didn't want to hold him back.

Itachi has just always been that way with the people he loves. He puts their needs before his, I couldn't continue to do that to him. But now I had probably hurt him more than I ever could have had I stayed with him. We hadn't really talked much since our relationship ended. But every month or so, we would touch base, just to speak to each other and make sure the other was okay. It was hard.. but we dealt with it.

His dorm wasn't that far, about a ten minute walk. So the entire walk I tried to think of what I could possibly say, but it wasn't coming to me. Luckily, Itachi lived alone. That's exactly how he wanted it. He really enjoyed his privacy and he had the money to pay for it. I was always thankful for that through our relationship because we had so much time to ourselves, now I was thankful that what could possibly because a big scene had no audience.

Instead of stairs, his dorms housing had an elevator. Thank god, because his room is no the top floor. His room was much more like an apartment though. He had his own room, bathroom, kitchen, and even a living room. Honestly I was really jealous considering the only thing me and Tenten had to ourselves was a bed-room.

I walked down the hall, finally getting to his room. I took in a deep breath, building the courage to knock on the door. I put my had out to knock, the door opened. I jumped a little at the sudden motion, and as it came open I looked up to see Kisame towering over me. He looked just as shocked to see me.

But within a few seconds he had a smile on his face, "Hello, little one." He said as he patted my head, he was over a foot taller than me.

I pouted at the degrading act, but smiled none-the-less. Kisame was kind of like a big brother to me. He was one of Itachi's best friends, and business partner. So of course I had managed to spend a lot of time with him.

"Hey there, old man." I said mockingly, he was thirty-three, so of course I teased him back a little. He gave me a pout but continued with his smile.

"What are you doing here? Especially this early?" I asked, knowing how much he loved his sleep. He kept his smile as he spoke, scratching the back of his head nervously, "Well, I came by last night to talk over some business, but the guy was totally out of it and clearly ready to kill someone. So being the good friend I am, I brought out the alcohol."

I dropped my head, annoyed with him, "Of course you did." He laughed at my reaction continuing, "I didn't drink nearly as much as him! I haven't even slept yet and I've still have my sense thank you very much!" He then pointed back, "He drank a lot though, and I have to warn you he hasn't slept either. He's just been going in and out of it. Ugh.. and I have work in a few hours.."

I laughed a little, "That's what you get for drinking on a work night!" I let my face drop, getting to the point, "So.. what did he tell you?"

He gave me a sympathetic smile, "Not much. You know how private he is. All I could really gather from his angry rambling is that he's jealous of some guy and you." He then gave me a knowing look, "But how about for now, we pretend I don't know who the guy is."

Mt heart jumped, knowing that he knew and that he was clearly not okay with it. I gave him a fake smile, "I wouldn't dream of it."

He returned my smile. He then tussled my hair as he walked past me, "Good luck." he said as he walked away.

I sighed and walked into the room. Immediately I noticed all the bottles and glasses on the coffee table. 'Oh great..' I thought as I went to move the empty glasses to the kitchen sink, and throw away bottles. I put down my school bag by the front door, taking off my shoes. As I walked over to the coffee table and leaned over to pick up the first round of bottles, I looked over to the couch to see Itachi slightly curled up, sleeping soundly. He was still wearing the suit pants I had seen him in yesterday but his tie and jacket were off, he still had a white button up shirt on. The first couple of buttons open.

I couldn't help but smile. I had become so use to the familiar sight, it was comforting. There were plenty of nights where I'd leave him to work as I fell asleep on his bed. I'd wake up in the middle of the night to the exact sight as the one before me now, only it was papers all over the coffee table.

As my hands grabbed the first couple of bottles, they clanked together, waking the man on the couch. His eyes slowly opened, watching me as I walked to the kitchen and threw them away. As I walked back, I gave him a nervous smile. I bent over to grab some more bottles, but before I could Itachi's hand reached out and pulled me towards him.

I let out a slight yelp as he pulled me down on top of him. He was now laying flat on his back, his one arm around my waist and the other hand lightly holding my head against his chest. Both of my hands were up next to his shoulders on the couch, and both my legs were at his sides. He pressed his lips against the top of my head and gently kissed it before he spoke, "Good morning, darling."

I couldn't stop the blush from coming to my cheeks, I was expecting him to yell at me. Not this. I lifted my head and placed my arms crossed over his chest and under my head, resting my chin on my arm, his lips were now gently pressed against my forehead. "You're drunk." I said in a mocking voice.

He pouted against my skin as he said in a childish voice, "And you're mean!" I smiled slightly at this. Dealing with Itachi while he was drinking is a lot like dealing with a child. All the effort he puts into controlling his emotions and his actions just sort of melted away with each drink.

"Well.." I started as I began to sit up. "Let me make it up to you by cleaning your apartment." I now tried to push myself up, but he moved both his hand to grab my waist and push me down. "No. Stay." He said as he kept me in place, I was now straddling his waist. He looked at me through half-lidded eyes, he was definitely out-of-it.

"Itachi.." I started with a sigh, knowing that this was only because he was drunk. But before I could finish he flipped me over. I was now the one with my back on the couch, and he was hovering over me with a confident smirk. He then leaned down to whisper in my ear, "You know, you're still just as beautiful.."

The blush now spread across my whole face, and my heart was beating rapidly. "Y-You're just saying this because you're drunk.." I mumbled as I put my hands on his chest, lightly trying to push him away.

He laughed and laid down completely on me, his face nuzzling it's way to my neck, "Which just means I'm honest." he mumbled in return.

I couldn't keep my heart from beating out of control. This was wrong somehow, there's no way I could just ignore what happened. I had to really upset him for him to drink this much..

"Itachi..?" I asked hesitantly.

"Hmm?.." He asked quietly, almost like he was drifting off to sleep.

"You know why I'm here, right?" I asked, moving my hands, which were squished between us, up to loosely hang around his neck. I was ready for him to lift away from me, but he didn't.

His body tensed against mine, "Of course.." He said, suddenly serious.

I sighed, not really knowing where to go from here. It was silent for a few minutes before he spoke.

"It's really over, huh?" He said, his arms now finding their way around my waist, clinging tightly to me.

My heart stopped at the sudden question. Over? Hasn't it been. I never thought of it as anything less than that. "I-" I began, but struggled to find an answer. Of course it was over, but I didn't really want it to be.

I stayed silent. But he didn't say anything more either. My arms were now tight around his neck, his still tight around my waist, as we laid there in silence. Just enjoying the comfort of being in each other's arms.

We had been there for so long that I was starting to believe he had fallen asleep. I looked over to a clock that was on the opposite wall of the couch, 8:30.

I sighed, not wanting to go now. But knowing that I should. "Itachi.."

"Yes?.." He asked sheepishly.

"I have a class at nine.." I said, trying really hard to convince myself to move.

"Skip it." He said as he snuggled closer to me, now gently kissing my neck. I laughed a little at this, "The workaholic is telling me to skip class?"

I could feel his smile against my skin, "I'll skip work too."

I rolled my eyes, "Well I really doubt you'd be able to function at work like this."

"Well then take responsibility for what you caused." He said, so bluntly that it kind of hurt. So I was just completely silent. He seemed to catch onto that and spoke, "That was rude, I apologize."

"No.." I mumbled, "You had every right.. I came here expecting you to be mad." I said with a sigh.

He moved his hands up my body, and now placed them both at the side of my face. He lifted his head up, now staring directly into my eyes. "Why did you come here?"

I paused for a moment, not really sure what to say. Clearly I wanted to talk to him about what happened, but I didn't know what I wanted the end result to be. "I.." I started talking, hoping that I would find my way through the sentence. "I want to know what you have to say."

He seemed to let this go through his mind for a few minutes, brushing hair from my face as we sat in silence. But then he spoke, "Well honestly, I've never been so mad and jealous in my life. I mean why him? How? Of course I knew that you probably wouldn't just sit around and wait for me, regardless of how much I want you to, but I never thought that you would let him touch you."

His honesty was quite shocking, I knew that he was probably only doing so because he still had the alcohol in his system. But it's starting to fade away. I put on a fake smile as I spoke, not really knowing what to say. "You need to sleep.."

He knew that I was just trying to avoid him, but he wasn't going to let me get away like he usually would. "I'm fine. You're not getting away that easily. Besides.. every time I close my eyes, I picture you with him again.."

Suddenly he went from calm to angry in a flash, "And I just can't stand that!" Before I even knew what was happening, he pressed his lips against mine. My eyes widened in shock, and I didn't know what to do. Should I kiss him back.

I took to long to come to my answer and he pulled away from me, just looking down at me with a hurt expression. He let out a slight chuckle, but clearly trying not to seem so hurt. "So you'll kiss him back, but not me?"

That made my heart drop. It wasn't that I didn't want to, but it took me so long not to be depressed over Itachi. It was doubtful that we were going to get back together right now, so why should I kid myself?

"Itachi-" I began, but his mouth once again covered mine, only this time more forceful. His tongue entered my mouth and was rubbing against mine, trying to get back a response. When he kissed me, out of instinct, one of my hands came from around his neck to stop him. But as my hand moved his grabbed mt wrist and held it down against the couch. His other hand was now back at my waist with a slight grip. I kept my other hand loosely around his neck, not sure of what to do.

It lasted until he had to pull away for breath. As he pulled away he just looked into my eyes, his expression only getting more and more hurt. I was breathing hard, on top of the long kiss, my heart was beating out of control.

Before I could completely catch my breath again, his mouth once again came over mine. This kiss was a little more demanding now, moving his tongue around mine, forcing me to react back. His grip on my wrist got slightly tighter. The hand that was on my waist, slide down and then under my shirt, slowly moving its way up.

I inwardly started to panic. What is he doing? He had to know that I couldn't do this! It's one thing to have sex with a man because you both just want sex. But to have sex with a man that you're so in love with that it hurts, and know that after it's over you are both just going to walk away.. It was too much to handle.

I brought my hand from around his neck to his chest, I was able to push him back enough to break lip contact. "Itachi! Please stop! I can't do this knowing that you're not mine!"

I was slightly surprised as the tears came from my eyes, but I couldn't stop them. He looked down at me with wide eyes, but then they softened and he gave me a small, but sad, smile. "So.. you can't have sex with me.. because you're still in love with me?"

I knew that he probably thought I was being insane right now, but I nodded. And as he let got of my wrist, I quickly brought both my hands up to cover my face. He slowly got up and moved to a sitting position on the couch, moving my legs to lay over his. I didn't move, honestly this whole experience was just making me shake.

He gently ran his hand over my leg, back and forth, going from my ankle to about my mid-thigh as he sat there in thought. What came out of his mouth next came as a completely shock.

"Then let's get back together."