Warning(s) Allusions to underage and rape.
4)
Age 13
It was cold in Danzo's office. Itachi could even see the wisps of his breath each time he breathed. It curled in the air before fading away to nothing. Danzo was smiling at him, but the smile was as cold as the room they stood in. Itachi wanted to leave. He didn't want to keep reporting to this man with cruel eyes and a hateful mouth.
The door behind Itachi had been locked as he entered and the Uchiha realized that something about this report would be different. Danzo was a man who was proud of him home, who loved his village and would protect it from all threats. That love was equal in measure to the hatred he held towards the Uchiha clan.
"Come here, Itachi." Danzo's voice was a low growl. "I have something I wish to give you..a gift." Itachi knew that something was wrong, that he should not accept the elder's demand, but Itachi had never been good at refusing orders from a superior. Itachi obediently approached the man. Danzo reached for him, taking a strand of dark hair and running it through his weathered fingers. Itachi kept his eyes lowered, heart pounding as the hand traveled to the necklace that Shisui had given him, studying it with no expression. When Danzo's thumb moved to Itachi's chin to tilt his head up, their eyes had clashed and Itachi knew that something had chanced in their dynamic.
"Take off your clothes." Danzo ordered, stepping back towards the desk and watching Itachi with a critical eye.
"Sir?" Itachi's brows furrowed as he looked at the elder who regarded him coldly.
"I do not enjoy having to repeat myself. I gave you an order, now undress."
"Sir, I-" Itachi began but Danzo quickly cut him off.
"It would be a shame to have to explain to your comrades that you are no longer part of ANBU. How would your father take it?"
It was as good a threat as any. Itachi's fingers still shook as he began to unbutton his uniform, fumbling over the metal pieces. Danzo watched him undress, sitting back in his chair. He set his shirt aside and Danzo nodded for him to continue. Itachi suddenly wished he had accepted Shisui's offer to accompany him here. Or that he was at home now, watching the stars with his little brother. He should not be here...Itachi's pants hit the floor, leaving him in only his underwear. He fought not to hide his body behind his arms. Danzo sneered as he looked Itachi over.
"You're too skinny." He stated with a look of disgust mixed with something that Itachi could not discern. He motioned for Itachi to take off his underwear and the boy did so mechanically. "Now come here." The elder crooked his finger and with a sense of finality, Itachi stepped forward.
Danzo stood, approaching the boy and slowly walked around him, studying him like he was a piece of meat or some animal to be sold. When his fingers touched Itachi's shoulder, the boy jerked slightly. Danzo tutted and told him to be still. He inspected Itachi, tilting his head this way and that. His fingers soon moved between Itachi's legs and the boy clenched his eyes shut, fighting to keep his breathing even. Danzo spread Itachi apart, fingers seeking something that should never be touched and Itachi jerked again only to receive a sharp slap to his behind.
"Stop squirming, Uchiha!" He snapped, pulling his fingers from Itachi's ass to motion to the desk. It was here that Itachi would lose a bit of himself. The man's mouth had been too hot. His skin even more so and yet it did nothing against the chill of the air against Itachi's bare skin. He had been such a fool. Itachi liked to pretend the events that played out next had never occurred. That he had not left this office feeling much older than he should.
This was not a gift he wished to remember.
On a side note, I always felt like there was a power play and dynamic between Itachi and Danzo that was barely brushed over. This was going to be the shortest chapter, but I really wanted to hone in on Danzo's attentions with Itachi.