Rating: Mature (18+)
Sexual Content
You've been warned.

I'm betting most of you think
Itachi and Hikari
Hooked up all sweet and innocent like.
Come'on!
It was college years!
And, he's Uchiha.

Okay, I'm done hinting.
xD
Go read!

The colorless floors shimmered when the chandelier lights reflected off the surface. Millions of small crystals were mixed with the slabs of marble. The ceiling reached to the high heavens, and was covered with old artistic paintings. Paintings of demons and angels, of love and hate.

It reminded her of something she might find in an abandoned chapel from centuries ago.

There were so many people gathered in the large ballroom. Women dancing elegantly with men. Dressed from classical to eccentric. Business men that weren't dancing were gathered on the sidelines, talking amongst themselves about stocks and football games. Women who couldn't find someone to dance with, or were waiting for the oblivious men to ask them, were also gathered in flocks. Chatting away about the beauty of the room they were blessed to be in, or how they were marrying their rich husbands.

And in this crowd of laughing people, there was one that would of rather stayed home.

Hikari Jungyaku leaned her bare back against the sleek stone pillar that reached to the heavens. Her cobalt eyes flashed with boredom and distaste for the clique around her. Her long satin dress touched the ground as she pushed away from the pillar. The dress flowed elegantly up her curvy body, leaving her shoulders and back exposed. Small silver chains hooked the front of her dress to a snug fitting silk collar. Long brunette hair was pulled up into an graceful bun, leaving a few well placed strands to curve her face perfectly.

Slim lips formed a childish pout.

Eyes fell to the person that had conned her into this little situation. A woman with long flowing midnight hair, as black as the dress she wore. Her hair was combed to the side, to cascade over her right shoulder. She kept it neatly bundled with a crimson hair tie. Rentaro's gloved fingers traced the hem of her short distinctive dress. The white thigh high socks matched perfectly with her velvet attire. Her outfit was designed to show off her exquisite assets.

"Rentaro!" Hikari whispered, trying to catch the attention of her plotting friend. "Ren!"

Slowly, her eyes found her fuming friend. Of course, she took her leisurely time crossing over to Hikari's side. When she was finally beside her, Hikari grasped her arm. "I want to go home, right this instant!"

"Come now, Hika. It's not that bad." Ren gave a grin that just irritated her friend more. "Go out and dance."

"You go out and dance! You lied to me. You said it wouldn't be anything like this. You said there wouldn't be any of these arrogant socialites here."

Before Rentaro could think of an excuse, a woman their age came bounding up to them. Short purple hair accompanied with longer bangs floating around her petite face. Her crystal eyes sprung with enthusiasm. "It's time, it's time!" She repeated, her voice a high pitch of excitement.

"Time for what?" Hikari spoke what was on Rentaro's mind.

"Uchiha Itachi is coming!" A large grin spread across her face.

"Sasuke's brother?" Rentaro raised a curious brow.

The girl nodded so much, that she resembled that of a bobble head. "Look!" She pointed towards a beautifully carved staircase that curved along the wall.

And sure enough, there he was. A man with sleek black hair, held back with a hair tie. He wore a dark gray suit, the shirt underneath matching his hair perfectly, and a dark green tie to top it all off. Simple, yet unique. While most wore pure black suits, or bright white ones, he switched it up a little. After all, he had too. Itachi Uchiha was the prodigy of the family business. Whatever that was.

"Well, he is attractive. I'll give him that." She blinked, looking towards Rentaro. Who just scoffed and rolled her mauve orbs.

"Come on! I'll introduce you guys." The girl rested her hand on Rentaro's forearm.

"No thanks." Ren crossed her arms over her bosom in an objective manner.

"Yeah, Kazumi. No offense, but I don't think we're up to par with the Uchihas." The blue eyed girl laughed nervously.

"Don't say such things!" A flash of gloom echoed in her eyes.

However, Hikari merely shook her head. "I'm going to get some pop." Shuffling away, she disappeared into the crowd of socialites.

It took more than ten minutes to find a soda machine in the uptight place. "Freakin' pricks." She muttered irritably as she violently tapped the Pepsi button on the machine.

"Don't break it." A voice coed in a manner that, for a brief moment, took her attention away from the slow appliance.

Her eyes met with icy coal orbs. Unsure of what she should say as a comeback, she picked up her soda, holding it up in front of herself. "What a soda?"

Of course, his expressionless face remained the same. A shook of his head indicated a 'no'. It was his turn to offer something up, however. "Cigarette?" He held one up as proof.

"Nah. I'm allergic." She blinked, wondering what his reaction would be.

It didn't seem to matter to him much as he lit the cig up either way. A shrug rolled off his lean shoulders. "Alright."

'Rude…' Hikari thought to herself, clearly returning to her irritated nature. With a hand strategically placed to cover her sensitive nose, she brushed passed the Uchiha. "Excuse me. I should be heading back." Silently he followed in pursuit, putting out his cigarette.

"God, I'm bored to tears!" Hikari sighed as she popped open the top of her soda can. "I'm starting to regret coming to this thing too." Ren added, twirling a strand of hair around her pale finger.

Hikari sent her a glare out of the corner of her eye. She had been reminded by the comment that it was Rentaro's fault she was here to begin with.

"I'm going to the restroom." Casually, she tossed her can into a trash bin that was a few feet away.

Rentaro watched her friend disappear once more, sighing as she realized her plan wasn't going as… well… planned.

"Where the hell… are the restrooms?!" She smacked her forehead in frustration. "Why does everything have to so damn complicated!"

"Perhaps, it's not complicated. You just aren't seeing the bigger picture." Itachi mumbled, approaching the girl from behind.

"Well, aren't you a philosopher." Sarcastic eyes glowered in his direction. He didn't seem to care however. "So, Mister Philosopher… Do you know where the female's restroom is?"

"I know where the Men's is. I haven't a need for the female's." Another careless shrug rolled off his shoulders.

"Wouldn't the female's be near the men's?" Hikari raised a brow.

He shook his head, "I've never noticed it."

She let out a defeated sigh, "I should just leave this blasted party."

"You can use the Men's. I'll stand outside and keep watch." Itachi looked over his shoulder for an answer.

After a moment of thinking, she nodded in compliance. "Alright, alright."

He led her down the long hallway and took a right around the corner. "Here."

Quickly, she rushed on in. However, she returned a few moments later.

"That was quick." For once, his emotionless face was surprised.

"Yeah. All I needed to do was fix this damn garter belt." She blinked, tapping her inner right thigh. "Oh, and thanks. For… You know, standing out here."

"You should thank me properly." He mused, leaning against the adjacent wall.

Her lips curved up into a seductive smirk as she held the restroom door open. "After you, good sir."

For once, he didn't hesitate as he proceeded on in.

He leaned back against the sink as Hikari found herself on her knees in front of the proud Uchiha. Slightly nervous fingers fiddled with his zipper. He kept his restrained face.

It only took a few seconds for his stiff dick to spring free from the confinement of his boxers.

Her cheeks flushed as she eyed the large penis a few inches away from her face. Neither said a word as she wrapped her slender fingers around his shaft. It was clear the soft flesh against his own merely made his dick harden more.

The groan building in the back of his throat was hard to contain. He wasn't used to feeling so good so quickly.

Her hand moved in the usual up and down motion, fingers exploring ever so slightly. Warm breath tickled the tip of his cock as he leaned his head back. It was amazing. She hadn't even sucked him yet and he was already getting off.

But in due time, she slid Itachi's dick into her moist mouth. Slowly at first. It throbbed and pleaded at the teasing her tongue was causing. God, it felt so good.

Itachi couldn't even hold himself back. He grabbed a fist full of her smooth hair, forcing her to move at a quicker pace. For a mere moment, she held an irritated look on her face. But it passed without incident.

And just like that, he felt himself release in her perfect mouth. She jerked away, coughing for a moment before she forced herself to swallow. "Well, that was a first…" she muttered, standing up and leaning over the sink.

The two deviants gathered both their composure's before returning to the party.

Unfortunately, Itachi Uchiha found he was forced to leave early. Seems there was an unusual arousal in his nether regions that acquired his utmost attention.