-o0o-

The line to Club Kage was wrapped around the building when Itachi arrived but he walked straight up to the brawny bouncer, flashed his Akatsuki membership card and was immediately granted access. Although he detested the organization being a member did have a few benefits. Besides, he did not do long lines.

Once inside of the club, he sat at the bar and ordered himself a whiskey-neat. The dance floor was teeming with people as a loud indie-pop song played. He had already received a few drinks from random people -but of course declined them all.

Itachi had his back against the bar when he noticed a woman wearing a tight fitted red dress accompanied by a young man sporting a white Henley walking in his direction.

The man's face was in a slight frown, but it did nothing to obscure the fact that he was a very attractive person. His pale eyes indicated that he was born of the Hyuga clan. The Hyuga clan was full of condescending cunts, well except for the Branch members, he could tolerate them.

But the air around the guy screamed main house. The sadist in him wanted this man because the thought of having one of the Hyuga's main house begging to be fucked by him turned him on greatly. However, it seemed like it would be more trouble than it was worth, so he paid for his drink and left the bar.

Throughout the night Itachi found that his gaze would always find its way to the Hyuga. Eyes skimming the crowd, he did not see anyone that piqued his interest quite like the man did.

He glanced at his Rolex and noted that it was 1:00am now and he was growing antsy.

The Hyuga was standing near the dance floor as his friend danced with a Harry Styles reject, and he seemed a little disappointed. Making his way through the packed sweaty bodies, Itachi caught a few longing stares in his direction, but avoided them all. He decided that the Hyuga seemed like a challenge, and Uchihas did love a good challenge.

That was how he how ended up practically fucking on the dance floor with the brunette.

Itachi's fingers crept their way underneath the back of Neji's shirt, touching the dip in his spine as they grinded on each other. When Itachi first noticed the Hyuga, his attractiveness was pretty obvious; yet now that they were so close he decided that 'attractive' was not a good enough description.

An Adonis would be the appropriate term.

The man was gorgeous; with thick lashes, a chiseled face and full lips-he was almost too beautiful to be real.

His pale skin was unblemished and his waist-length chestnut hair was glossy and plentiful. But despite that the man had a roughness about him, he wasn't some delicate flower. By looks alone, one would assume that the man was soft to the touch, but that was the complete opposite - he felt strong and powerful.

Itachi had the sudden urge to leave the club and spar with him just to test his strength.

When they made direct eye contact Itachi - for the first time since he was a child- felt uncertain about himself. Those pale lavender orbs appeared to look right through him, as if they could see to the very depths of his sullied soul. But he could not look away.

The song ended, changing to something more upbeat and they both stood there staring at each other for what seemed like an eternity. It wasn't until someone bumped into him from behind that he broke out of his trance and escorted them to a more private area of the club.

The 'private' area was actually a couch that was slightly hidden by the staircase that led to the second floor. Itachi glanced at the man and noticed that he was fiddling with his shirt a little. Cute

Itachi leaned over, placed a few stray strands behind the man's ear and whispered, "What is your name?"

The man shoulders tensed slightly, before he turned his entire body to face Itachi. His cheeks were slightly flushed, but the raven was not sure if it was because of the heat in the club or the dancing.

Swallowing thickly the man cleared his throat before answering. "Neji."

"Neji." Itachi made sure to say the name as sensually as possible. "Are you here alone?"

Itachi knew that he was not here alone, but he did not want the man to know that he had been practically watching him all night.

Neji bit his lip; Itachi's gaze dropped to his mouth. "No. I am here with a friend."

Leaning over a little closer, Itachi placed his hand on Neji's knee and brushed his lips against his ear. "Come back to my room with me."

The man eyes widened slightly, then hardened. "You want me to just leave my friend here? What if something happens to her?"

Normally Itachi would not have been having that conversation in the first place. After he gave someone the offer of leaving with him they would. No questions asked. Neji on the other hand was more concerned about his friend's safety, and Itachi respected that. He could leave the Hyuga and go find him a more compliant man, but tonight he had his eyes set on Neji.

"I understand that you are concerned with the safety of your friend, so tell you what." Itachi relished in the way Neji shivered from their proximity. "I have a room at the Shangri-La, room 1128. After making sure that you friend gets in safely, stop by, but do not take all night."

With that said Itachi stood up and left the Hyuga sitting on the couch with a stunned expression.

-o0o-

To say that Hyuga Neji was shocked would be the understatement of the fucking year. He made his way back to the dance floor to find his best friend. He could not believe that he was seriously contemplating taking the stranger up on his offer.

If he talked to Tenten she would surely tell him that the guy was probably insane and that he should definitely not go to his hotel room.

Neji's search did not last long; he spotted Tenten still dancing with the guy who looked like he belonged in a boy band. Shaking his head at his friend's choice of men, Neji tapped her on the shoulder.

"Tenten I need to speak with you!"

Hearing the urgency in her friend's voice, Tenten whispered in her dance partner's ear for a few seconds then led Neji to the bar.

"Neji, are you enjoying yourself? I sure am! Did you see that guy I was dancing with? He's so hot! I think I want to actually hang out with him afterwards. Have you..."

Neji decided that now was a good time to interrupt. "I just met a guy. We danced. Now he wants me to meet him at his hotel room at the Shangri-La." The Hyuga stood back and waited for his friend to tell him how going to the man's room would be a very bad idea.

The woman's eyes lit up. "Holy crap! The Shangri-La is a 5 star hotel. He's probably loaded. Why are you even still here? Go!"

There were times like these when Neji wondered why he and the amber eyed woman were friends. He did not need to go to a stranger's hotel room; regardless of how gorgeous said stranger was.

"What if he's a weirdo that likes to lure men to his room and kill them?"

"Seriously you should stop watching Lifetime movies with Hinata!" Tenten laughed. "Do you think he was attractive?"

Neji scowled at the "Lifetime movies" comment. He only watched one movie with his cousin and he was ashamed to admit that he enjoyed it, but that was neither here nor there.

"Yes, he was very attractive. I was honestly surprised that he was even interested in me."

Tenten rolled her eyes. She wondered how someone so handsome could possibly be insecure, but then she remembered all of the things that Neji told her about his childhood growing up in Hiashi's house. She wanted her friend to experience more in life, and he deserved to be happy. Of course she knew that going to a stranger's hotel room for a 'nightcap' did not mean that Neji was going to find his soulmate, but it was something.

"Listen Neji, when you danced with the guy, did you feel anything? Like describe your emotions at the time..."

Neji's brows furrowed, "Tenten I honestly can't really describe it, I just felt like...I wanted more, I guess."

Tenten smiled. "Well there's your answer. Just go! Enjoy yourself tonight and even if this doesn't end how you want it to, it'll be something that you decided to do."

Neji weighed his options; he had no idea what to expect, he had never done anything like this before. It felt exhilarating, yet also a little frightening. But he needed this -his life was too dull and he wanted to try something a little...spontaneous.

"Okay Tenten. I'm going to just give it a shot, but not before making sure you make it home safely."

The woman smiled sheepishly. "Well about that..."

"Ten please tell me that you are NOT going home with one of the Jonas brothers?"

Slightly blushing, Tenten looked back towards the guy who was still waiting for her near the dance floor. "His name is Sora; he's really sweet, so screw you! But don't worry about me. I have a kunai strapped to my thigh just in case!"

Neji smirked; he pitied anyone that would try to take advantage of his friend. She was pretty handy with basically any type of weapon-he knew this from firsthand experience of course.

"Okay. But seriously, call me if you need me. Also, my house key will be in the usual spot."

Tenten gave Neji a tight hug. "Be safe."

"You too."

Neji turned and headed for the club's exit. He did not know how much time had passed since the stranger left, but he didn't want to seem too eager. The outside of the club had a few people standing nearby but the crowd had thinned out, looking at his watch he noted that it was fifteen minutes till two. He climbed in and just sat there for a minute.

Usually in moments of uncertainty, Neji's palms would start sweating and his stomach would be in knots, but at that moment he felt at ease. He was always encouraging Hinata to stand up against her father and think for herself, but it had been him that needed the pep talk. If even just for one night, Neji was going to live in the moment.

Raking a hand through his hair, Neji started the car and headed to Shangri-La.

Itachi walked into his hotel suite, removed his suit jacket and placed it on the coat hanger. Sliding his shoes off, he glanced at his watch. He had left Club Kage twenty minutes ago and had made a stop at the 24 hour drug store to pick up a box of condoms. He contemplated a shower, but decided that he would rather share one with Neji instead.

Walking into the joined bedroom, he placed the box of condoms on the nightstand before sitting on the bed. Itachi checked his cellphone and saw that there was a text from his partner Kisame. While debating on reading it at the moment or waiting until later, he heard a knock at his door.

Did his heart just flutter? Itachi frowned at the silly notion.

Sitting his phone on the bedside table he stood up and headed towards the door before taking a few moments to school his face. Pulling it open, he saw the Hyuga standing on the other side with a blank expression.

Itachi stepped out of the way and gestured him to come in. "Glad you could make it,Neji."

Neji nodded his head and stepped into the room. As Itachi was closing the door he took in the man's appearance. His long hair was slightly tousled giving him a 'fresh out of bed' look; two fine brows were knit as if he was in deep thought. Overall he seemed a little edgy.

"Are you nervous?" Itachi asked.

Neji's face was impassive, but his eyes were easier to read. "I don't usually meet strangers in the club and go to their hotel rooms."

Itachi extended a slender hand and smirked. "Itachi."

Neji took the hand in a firm grasp and shook it lightly. "Do you have a last name by any chance?"

Itachi did not like to give out his last name unless it was absolutely necessary. Usually he didn't have to; the Uchiha genes were very recognizable. But on a whim he decided to throw caution to the wind.

"Uchiha."

Recognition flashed through the Hyuga's eyes and Itachi was starting to regret his decision of disclosing his last name. After the murder of his parents, the press had a field day and it was all over the news for months. The fact that the murderer had yet to be found made it even worse, but Itachi did not need nor want anyone's pity.

The entire city was aware of the Uchiha tragedy; the clan was already near extinction due to internal conflicts, so when the clan head and his wife were murdered, majority of the other members left Konoha.

Neji was ten at the time, and he knew from his cousin Hinata that the younger brother went to high school with Kiba, but no one really knew too much about the older Uchiha. But now Neji was actually standing in his hotel room. The man was just as gorgeous as the rumors depicted, but he was not some fawning little school girl. Besides, he knew what it was like to lose a parent; it was a touchy subject especially for someone you just met, so he decided to leave the topic of Itachi's surname alone.

"Hn. Do you have anything to drink?"

Itachi eyes briefly widened, but it went unnoticed. Well that was a first. He was expecting a hoard of questions and the usual feigned condolences, but instead he received indifference. Itachi was genuinely impressed and that only made him desire the Hyuga even more.

Smirking, Itachi headed towards the small kitchen and motioned for Neji to follow. "What would you like to drink?"

"What's the strongest thing you have?"

"Chivas Regal."

"I'll take it."

Reaching the fridge Itachi pulled out a bottle of Chivas Regal sat it on the counter, than grabbed two whiskey glasses from the cabinet. After pouring a good amount into both glasses, Itachi handed Neji his and watched as the man downed the glass in seconds.

"Would you like for me to pour you another one?"

Neji grimaced at the taste, "No, thank you."

Itachi eyed Neji as he took a few sips of his own whiskey. The Hyuga seemed to be looking around the room to admire the decor, but the raven knew that he was more than likely looking for possible escape routes. It was what he always did whenever he entered a new place, it was out of habit. He wondered what type of training Neji had; again the idea of sparring with the man came to mind.

Finishing his drink as well, he sat his glass on the counter before walking closer to Neji.

When they were standing directly in front of each other he looked down at the man who was only a few inches shorter than him.

Neji was completely caught off guard by the kiss, once their lips connected he let out a gasp and the action allowed Itachi more access into his warm wet mouth. The raven's kiss was hard and so sensual that it made the brunette release a low throaty moan.

Pulling back, Itachi brushed a few stray strands of hair out of Neji's face and rubbed his soft lips with his thumb. "Would you like to join me in the shower?"

Afraid of how his voice might sound at the moment, Neji just nodded his head.

The door to the shower was cracked open slightly and steam flowed out into the bathroom. Neji could make out Itachi's naked form through the clear glass of the shower. He started to slowly undress himself and once he was only standing in his boxer briefs he blew out a shaky breath.

Okay Neji, you can do this, it's just a shower. You like showers. He thought to himself.

After removing his boxer briefs and folding his clothes neatly, he placed his items on the counter and walked towards the shower. Pulling the door slightly open, he stepped in and was greeted with Itachi's toned back and firm ass.

Neji tried not to stare, but it was difficult not to. Itachi was just so alluring.

"Enjoying the view?" Itachi simpered.

Neji's cheeks burned with embarrassment at being caught checking the man out, but how could he not? The guy was completely naked, skin flushed from the heat of the shower, and his hair was wet and stuck to his handsome face. His overall appearance was simply tantalizing.

"Sorry..." Neji trailed off when he saw the raven's gaze start at his feet, and slowly move up until they were staring into each other's eyes. The Uchiha's eyes darkened and Neji's heart beat quickened at the intensity of those onyx orbs.

"Come here, Neji." His voice was dark and seductive.

Neji took a few steps until he was standing directly in front of the man. Itachi maneuvered them both so that he was now standing behind Neji. His warm breath fanned against the back of the brunette's neck.

With gentle hands, Itachi brushed Neji's long locks across his shoulder so that he could have better access to his back and shoulders.

Taking a bottle of shower gel, he squirted a generous amount into his hand. After recapping the bottle and placing it back on the ledge of the shower, he rubbed his hands together lathering thick suds. He slid his soap filled hands up the man's chest, over his shoulders to the back of his neck. Neji leaned his head back against Itachi's firm chest and closed his eyes as the man's skillful hands washed his naked body.

This feels absolutely amazing. Neji thought.

The man was only washing him, but there was something so sensual about the act. Neji looked down and watched as slender fingers glided over his hardened nipples, pinching and twisting them. His breath quickened and he could feel all of the blood in his body head south.

Itachi gently pushed Neji forward so that the water could rinse away all of the suds from his body. Once they were all gone, he trailed open mouth kisses all along Neji's neck. He gasped when he felt two hands grab each of his ass cheeks and tenderly massage them while slightly prodding his tight entrance.

Neji bit back a moan and Itachi fisted his long brown locks and yanked his head back. "Don't hold back I want to hear you." his voice was smooth as velvet to the brunette's ears. Biting down on Neji's right ear, Itachi grabbed the man's hardened length and started to stroke it painfully slow.

Closing his eyes tightly, Neji threw his head back as he moaned and whimpered. He had touched himself a few times in the past, but those moments of self-pleasure were not even close to what he was feeling at that moment.

Itachi tightened his grip and sped up his pace, he had to fight the urge to throw the Hyuga hard against the wall and take him right there. The man's dulcet moans of pleasure were music to his ears and his responsiveness to his ministrations were turning him on greatly.

Neji's breath quickened when he felt heat begin to coil in his lower abdomen. He started to thrust his hips in time with Itachi's pumps and he could tell that he was close. Neji's eyes snapped open when he felt a finger slowly entering him.

"So fucking tight!" Itachi's voice was low and heavy with lust.

The sensation felt odd at first, but it was obvious that Itachi knew what he was doing. Neji felt another finger trying to enter as well, but it didn't go in as smoothly as the first one. He hissed at the burning pain, but the feeling of the firm hand jerking him off took his mind off of the slight uneasiness.

"Neji, is this your first time?" Itachi slowly removed his fingers, but continued to focus his attention on the man's erection.

"Yes."

"Hn."

Tightening his grip and quickening his pace once more, Itachi brought Neji closer to his release. Neji let out a loud groan when he came. His entire body felt like jelly and he would have fell unto the hard shower floor if it wasn't for the fact that Itachi was supporting him.

Taking a step back, he could see the slight color in Neji's cheeks, his eyes were heavily lidded, and he was breathing heavily.

Itachi stepped out of the shower first and grabbed two towels, placing one around his waist, he handed the other to Neji.

"Here," He handed him the towel. "Dry yourself off and then leave."

Neji grabbed the towel and wrapped it around his waist. "You want me to leave...now?"

"Yes. I was not aware that you were inexperienced. If I had known that I would have pursued someone else instead." Itachi's voice was cold and emotionless.

Still coming down from his sexual high, Neji had to take a minute to understand that he was really being kicked out. Realization slowly hit him, his eyes hardened and his fist balled up at his sides. "You want me to leave, because I am a virgin?"

Itachi blinked slowly.

Scowling, Neji stormed past him and grabbed his clothes from the counter. Once he was inside of the parlor, he hurriedly put his clothes on, ignoring his soaking wet hair. He did not care if it did ruin the expensive carpet.

Fuck the carpet. Neji inwardly sneered.

Itachi stood near the door to the bedroom with a pair of silk pajamas and watched the Hyuga get dressed. Once Neji was dressed he walked towards the door and yanked hard on the doorknob and exited the room without a word. When the door slammed shut Itachi feared it would fall off of the hinges.

He locked the door then headed to the kitchen to pour himself another drink. "How disappointing." he said before bringing the glass to his lips.

Slamming hard on his brakes, Neji avoided running the red light. He tapped his steering wheel impatiently as he waited for it to turn green.

"That fucking prick." Neji seethed.

Once the light turned green Neji sped off in the direction of his condo. He wanted to punch something, or better yet, he wanted to punch a certain someone. Gritting his teeth, he decided to pull over to the side of the road. It wasn't smart to drive while he was mildly inebriated and angry.

"Just breathe, Neji." he told himself as he laid his forehead on the top of the steering wheel. He needed to get in control of his emotions. When he was younger, he had a very bad temper and he almost killed Hinata in his rage once. But he was older now; he no longer blamed anyone for his situation. So he had a better handle on his anger. However, just a few moments ago he almost relapsed - thanks to the Uchiha.

Neji was still shocked by the rudeness of the man. Just because he was a little inexperienced - okay he was more than a little inexperienced - but still, that didn't mean that he didn't know what he wanted. But was he honestly ready to go all of the way tonight? With a stranger at that?

Lifting his head, he started his car and headed towards his condo again. Maybe being kicked out of that room was for the best. At least, he knew for sure that he was in fact gay. Well he had known that since he was six. So what did he even get out of this night? A shiver ran down his spine as he thought about the shower with Itachi.

Smirking, Neji shook his head. How could he ever forget about that? Regardless of the man being a complete jerk, he was very skilled with his hands.

It's a pity that I will never find out how skilled he is in other areas. Neji thought to himself.

Finally reaching his condo, he checked to see if his spare key was in its usual spot. Seeing that it was missing told him that Tenten was home. He let out an audible sigh. It was now 3 in the morning, his hair was still wet, and he was not in the mood to be interrogated. Hopefully, the woman would already be asleep.

Neji unlocked the front door, and then slowly opened it. He could see Tenten's heels by the door, but she was nowhere in sight. Closing, the door behind him, he headed towards his room. Once he was inside he let out a sigh of relief before heading to his bed and flopping down on it. He just wanted to sleep and forget all about the Uchiha.

The side of his face was stinging from carpet burn, but that pain was nothing compared to the searing pain that his entire backside was experiencing. His small body lay limp in surrender as the older man had his way with him.

"Such a beautiful boy they've sent me this time. I think I will have to keep you around." The metallic smell of blood was heavy in the air and the older man reveled in it. He looked down hungrily at the young boy that was under him. Just his type, under 15, untouched, with dark hair. The boy was perfect for him.

"Yes, such a good boy, Itachi."

-o0o-

Itachi woke up drenched in cold sweat; his heart was hammering in his chest as he tried to recall his surroundings. The decor in the room told him that he was in his suite at Shangri-La; he was safe. He looked down at his right hand that was holding his gun tightly. He always slept with a weapon nearby, but he didn't remember grabbing it.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Itachi looked at the clock and noted that it was an hour until dawn. Putting the gun back in its hiding place, he got out of bed and headed towards the kitchen for a glass of water. After drinking two full glasses of water, Itachi rinsed the glasses out before going back to lie down. Once he was under the soft comforter again, he looked out of the window. It had been a while since he had any dreams about his first mission. He wondered if the Hyuga were to blame.

Of course the dreams were not the man's fault, but he had stirred something up in Itachi. Something dark that he had been working on suppressing for years now. It was a difficult task; pretending to be sane when his mask of sanity was gradually slipping.

Itachi preferred men who were experienced and open to rough sex with a little bondage, among other things.

There had been times during sex when he would space out and become very aggressive - his past partners would enjoy it and find it thrilling. But if that happened with someone who was inexperienced or worse a virgin, it could end badly for them.

Itachi felt defiled, corrupted, he could never ruin someone as pure as Neji. So he did what was best, he put up his perfect Uchiha mask and kicked the man out of his room. He would more than likely never see Neji again and that was for the best.

Rolling over to face the opposite of the window, Itachi closed his eyes and tried to go back to sleep. He had to check out, and pick Sasuke up for brunch in a few hours.