Part 0007: Kisame/Itachi
Moonlight glinted off the waves as he looked out over the seashore. His long black whipped around him in the wind and he sighed breathing in the scent of seaweed, fish and salt. The village off to one side of him already starting to bustle with predawn life as the fishermen made ready for the new day's work.
"Itachi?" Kisame called to him, stepping into his personal space and wrapping large warm arms around him. His masculine scent adding enticingly to Itachi's nose as he leaned back against his partner.
"It's almost time," Itachi stated calmly.
Kisame's arms tightened for a faction of a moment as his breath caught. "I see."
"Do you?" Itachi asked, a tinge of amusement in his tone. He turned to face his partner, raising a hand to trace over delicate blue lips. "I told you before that this day would come."
"Not this soon," Kisame pulled Itachi's hand away, leaning down to slide his lips over smooth pale flesh. Over cheeks, eyelids, and lips he pressed small butterfly kisses to his lovers face.
"I've lost all vision without my sharingan and I've had to double my medication." Itachi stated plainly, Kisame's kisses paused. The younger nin sighed as he pulled the mist nin closer and consumed his lips in passionate kiss that surprised Kisame.
"Itachi?" Kisame questioned as he drew back. He was too used to being the aggressor to let this pass unnoticed.
"One day Kisame," Itachi said, "Tomorrow I'll leave to find Sasuke, let him have his revenge. Let him finally have closure and finish sowing the seeds of Madara's destruction."
"One day then," Kisame breathed softly for a moment. "We should return to the inn. The audience thing. . . not really my kind of fetish."
Itachi snorted in amusement, but agreed, "Hai, I'd much rather be tied down and teased for hours."
Kisame laughed at that, pulling Itachi towards the village and away from the shore. "I'm sure that could be arranged, Koi. After all I have all day, even if it's just this one."