Hello! I hope you'll like this chapter!

Disclaimer: I own the OCs in this fic, the rest is Masashi Kishomoto's. Sorry for any spelling mistakes or any OCCness.

Character age:

Akane, Itachi: 23

Naruto, Sasuke: 17

Shisui: 26

Kakashi: 31

Warning: PG -18 scene later in the chapter.

There was movement in my back. I was sitting crossed legs in front of the wall, just beneath the window and just...writing, making theories regarding what Itachi told me last night. I looked back, smiling at Itachi patting where I slept, his eyes still closed. He blinked a few times, hiding his eyes from the beam of sun hitting him in the face and looked at me.

"Why are you up?" he asked me in a hoarse, still sleepy voice.

"Just...writing some stuff." He leaned on his arm.

"About what I told you last night?" I shrugged with a sheepish look on my face. He sighed. "I shouldn't have told you yet."

"No, it's good you told me, it…"

"No, none of us was supposed to think about work or anything like that yet…" He furrowed his brows at my dark circles. "How long did you sleep?" I shrugged.

"I don't know, and my brain wouldn't let me go back to sleep after my nightmare." I raised a brow. "At least I didn't wake you up."

"You have nightmares," he stated quietly.

"It would be surprising if I didn't." He joined me, on all four, and sat on his heels once he was behind me.w

I craned my neck toward him, my eyes closed waiting for a kiss. He kissed me very softly, almost as if he was scared to break me or scare me. I put my hand on the back of his neck to deepen the kiss, making sure he'd know I did love kissing him and only him.

"Good morning," I whispered against his lips. There was still a concerned glint in his eyes, that he probably hid from me for a while now.

"Morning." He shot my notes a quick look. "You better have come up with something to make up for your lack of sleep."

"Yes. Obviously, my dear watching soul decided to leave his prison and is now in you. Whether or not he agreed to it, it doesn't matter, because facts are facts. However, it seems to be the opposite of me. When I got here, my soul mixed itself with my thirteen-year-old self and took the upper hand. That being said, my memories of the Bloody Mist and all were a lot more vivid because she just had left it. I also experienced some...overwhelming emotions like any teenager in spite of being much older. You, on the other hand, seem to have the opposite. He's in there, but only his memories and feelings are there, most likely triggered by things." I pursed my lips and looked down. "I'm sorry."

"What for?"

"Because I tried really hard to shield you from what you could have done yet you might have nightmares about the massacres now, or Sasuke, and then be awkward in real life. I should have been more careful."

"You did something no other Yuureis did before you, it's not your fault. And maybe you didn't have a say in it and he decided to do it."

"But?"

"Well, if I was stuck for a decade, having to watch you struggle and get hurt again and again, I would take the shot of helping you if someone were to give it to me."

"Hum...if you say so." I closed my notebook. "Itachi, about last night." He went back to bed.

"It was very embarrassing; can we just forget it?"

"No. You almost proposed to me and…"

"I know you don't want to, that's fine by m…"

"Itachi, stop talking!" I interrupted him firmly. He shut his mouth, not looking at me. "I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings, it really wasn't my intention, but I...I know it's not marriage, but maybe...you'd be open to the idea of me moving back in?" He raised his head and turned stunned eyes to me. "Not..not as a roommate but...you know, all of our stuff in one room, the other could be a guest room and study and…I want us to live together like a couple, that's what I'm trying to tell you."

He stared at me for a few seconds and furrowed his brows.

"Why are you asking?"

"...you own the place? I just...don't want to impos…"

"The only thing I've truly wanted since I came back from the war was to go home and be with you Akane," he confessed sincerely. "So please move back in with me." I smiled happily.

I crawled to him quickly and hugged him, kissing him deeply once more. He embraced me back, lowering me a little on the side.

"Itachi…"

"Sweetheart." I blushed a little. The nickname would never not make me blush, I think.

"Once back in the village, once I've moved back...I want to have sex." He raised a brow. "Like a ton of sex."

"You don't know what you're getting yourself in."

"I have more stamina than you, so I do know." He smirked, a lustful glint in his charcoal eyes.

"You shouldn't provoke me on this particular matter because you know I'll prove you wrong." I raised my head and grazed his lips, my eyes in his.

"Prove it my love." He blinked in shock and blushed. Hard. "Hey, it is fun, I get why you do it so much now!" He dropped me on the futon. "Meanie." My stomach interrupted us and he chuckled. "I'm hungry."

"I heard." He stood up and pulled me on my feet. "Let's go get breakfast."

None of the teenagers were there, so we made breakfast together, Itachi adding seasoning when I had my back turned. I glared at him playfully, making him smirk. As long as it lifted his spirit a little, then it was fine by me.

We ate breakfast in a blissful silence on the engawa, kisses and caress exchanged every now and then. It was...still so gentle and tender...everything was, as if it would heal every wound we had. Like it could erase any scar we had. Apart from birds, the soft wind blowing in the leaves and the sound of eating, there was not a noise. It was just...idyllic.

Once we were done, I snuggled against his side, my arms around his waist and my head on his shoulder. He embraced me tightly with one arm.

"A mix."

"What?" I raised my eyes at him.

"A mix between traditional and modern for the house. Modern is way more practical, but I like engawas." He smiled softly, his warm eyes sparkling.

"You do project yourself."

"I have better tastes than you." He pinched my ribs. "Pinch me all you want, it's true."

"Hn."

"I hope you didn't change too much at home." He kissed my forehead, then went for my lips but stopped.

We looked behind us, the three teens eating and watching us.

"I feel naked," I whispered to Itachi.

"Don't you have anything more interesting to do than spying on us?" Itachi asked them coldly. Huh, his patience was thin.

"There's no TV," Naruto replied, his toast half in his mouth.

I left Itachi's warm embrace and cleared our things, going to wash them in the sink.

"What do you have planned for today?" I asked them, my back to them as I was busy with the dishes. I did hear Itachi sitting down next to them though.

"I'm chilling," Sasuke said immediately. "Just...I'm not thinking about the mess back home, I'm...dead for the day."

"That's an awful phrasing," Sakura commented. "With Naruto we're going plant-hunting. That reminds me, Itachi, do you want to join us as our guide?" I looked at them above my shoulder. Itachi slowly blinked at them.

"Yeah, it would be bad if you got lost and eaten by wolves or something." Naruto, who so far was staring in disbelief and betrayal at Sakura, looked at me. Itachi too.

"Don't you want to come too nee-chan?" I shook my head.

"It's quite warm already, I'll be too hot quickly. Maybe I'll go take a walk or something tonight."

"I guess that settles it," Naru mumbled.

When they left, Sakura winked at me and I winked back.

"So it's us again huh," Sasuke commented with a smirk. I smirked back.

"We always go back to the basics." I stretched. "Want to do something?"

"Maybe this afternoon."

I grabbed a book in the bookshelf that didn't seem too bad, went back to the engawa with a pillow and read there for the rest of the morning. I had lunch with Sasuke, and then we played a game of Karuta. I often played with Itachi, who knew more poems and proverbs than me as it was the version he had. As it was only the two of us, the one looking for the end of the saying in the cards had one minute to get as many right as possible, and the one with the most right won.

We did pretty much the same, with me winning but Sasuke being too close for comfort.

"By the way, what happened to Sasori?" Sasuke raised a brow. "I kind of forgot about him."

"We brought him back to Konoha and told Suna. Gaara himself and his siblings came to take him back and judge him." I pursed my lips.

I mean...my crush on him died a long time ago but…it was still weird to think he'd be judged instead of letting himself being killed.

"Can we change of game?"

"What do you have?" He stood up.

"They keep it in a room, I'll go look." I nodded and he disappeared as I put the deck of cards back together and back in its packaging.

I stood up, easily located Sasuke and joined him. He was on his knees, half of his body in a closet.

"There's go, shogi and mahjong. We can also play gomoku with the go board."

"I like mahjong."

"Mahjong it is then," he accepted, struggling to get the board. "Damn it, what did they...screw it."

He pulled the board out, but also an old warrior outfit that had one of its cords wrapped around the board. I blinked at it.

"It's old," Sasuke stated with a frown.

"It's from the Warring War Period," I corrected him. It was crimson and metal.

"There's more." Sasuke pulled a long coat with the Uchiha crest on the back and many other things.

I frowned at the black box he got from the very, very back of the closet. It was dusty, and locked by an old seal. Sasuke broke it on the third try.

"Letters," he said plainly, taking one.

"I don't think we should…" He was already reading it. However, he froze and widened his eyes in shock, his fingers creasing the old paper. "Sasuke? What is it?"

"Remember that ancestor who looked like me? Izuna?"

"Yeah, we faced him with Shisui in Taki. Shisui struggled from what he told me."

"So did I. My grandmother's name is Aiko, and she always hated her name."

"It does mean illegitimate child so…"

"I think it's more related to who her father was." I blinked and read the letter as he showed it to me.

I froze too and rubbed my eyes. The name was the same.

Madara.

As in Uchiha Madara. We exchanged a look and started to read all the letters immediately. After half an hour, Sasuke threw them on the floor and leaned on his hands.

"I understand why they live here and not in the village now," Sasuke muttered. I swallowed quietly. "Or why I look like Izuna, Madara is my great-grand-father."

"From what we read, he never married your great-grand-mother and left the village when she was just pregnant. He just told her to tell his child that he was doing great things for the clan." Sasuke scoffed. "But calling your kid 'Aiko' because your baby daddy left you...bitch move."

"I never heard Grandma talking fondly of her mother. The only thing Mother told me about her is how she had...strict views on the village politics. Now I get why."

"Madara and his doings are a dark time for Konoha and the Uchihas as he was the leader. His actions still impact you guys today, no wonder your grandparents wouldn't have...been permanently accepted in the Compound." He sighed and completely laid down, a knee raised and his hands on his face. "Do you think Mikoto-san knows?"

"I have no idea." He jumped on his feet. "I need some air."

"Sasu…" He left by the window.

I sighed, keeping an eye on his location. Once he stopped, I teleported next to him. He rolled his eyes.

"You said emergency only."

"It is an emergency," I defended myself. "Family is...complicated."

"Did your great-grand-father turn a hidden village into a bloodbath?" he retorted sarcastically. I pursed my lips. "I mean...he's responsible for your grandparent's execution, and Uzushio, isn't he? If anything...he's responsible for the shitty life you've had. No offense."

"None taken. You know, my life is what it is because history happened like that. For all I know, I wouldn't exist if Madara had bitten the dust after his fight with Hashirama." He looked up. "The same goes for Itachi and you, maybe you wouldn't have been born if things had happened differently."

"Maybe but...now I know I'm related to him...what if I turned out like him?" I blinked as he grabbed his head, his knees against his chest.

"Why would you? We're he…"

"I know but...sometimes I just...you said I lost an arm to Naruto, and I don't want to fight him to such an extent yet sometimes I just want to beat him bad." I gulped. "It's like a natural urge or something, and I hate it but when I see him progress I just want to…"

"We'll stop you then." He looked at me. "I'm your master, it's my job to make sure you don't use my teaching to the wrong end. If you do...then I'll do anything to stop you, even if it kills me. Like the Third or Jiraya-san did before me." I flicked his forehead with a smile. "But I'm sure of one thing. You're nothing like Madara." He looked unsure. "Did other things make you think that?"

"The war, probably...and the whole marriage mess didn't make it better." I put my hand on his head and pulled it on my shoulder. "It's not the best, you're shorter than me now."

"Shut up, would you?" He did. "Now I can't promise you you'll never feel these kind of things again, but you don't have to go through them on your own."

"Hn." I sighed quietly and we stayed in this position for minutes.

We were interrupted when Sasuke received something in the back of the head. I kept him from falling forward as we were on a tree branch.

"Who…" he groaned, rubbing the back of his head. We looked behind and down.

Itachi was there, staring harshly at his brother, flipping another rock in his hand. I frowned when I saw his bloody nose and lip though.

"What…" I started, jumping down. I wasn't careful though, was barefoot, in the woods.

A sharp pain appeared in my right foot. I looked down. There was a sharp piece of wood in it.

"That can't feel good," Sasuke commented, now next to me. I leaned on his shoulder, my foot in the air.

"Why is it always me?" I whined. Itachi sighed and walked up to us. "And why do you look like that?"

"Naruto punched me." I widened my eyes, and he shook his head. "I let him, it's fine, he needed it, I deserved it." He frowned at my foot. "I'll take you home."

"Sasuke can," I replied. Itachi blinked at me in surprise. "He's barefoot too, it's better if you go back to wherever Naru and Sakura are instead of him." He pursed his lips and shot his brother a look.

"I can do it," Sasuke reminded him coldly. I jumped to him and kissed his cheek.

"But do bring Sakura back quickly please?" He nodded and, with one last look for us once I was on Sasuke's back, left grudgingly.

When they came back, Sasue was sitting on my back, just done with cleaning the wound. He may have a sore jaw because I kicked him as a reflex.

"So everyone needs me here," Sakura cursed playfully, waking straight to me. Sasuke didn't move, just holding my ankle in both hands so that I didn't move.

Naruto and Itachi just watched with mocking smirks.

"So now you're good?" I groaned as Sakura inspected my foot.

"I punched him, we're cool." Men… "Then I punched him again when he told me you were moving back with him."

"Huh h….AOUCH!" I hit my fist on the floor. She was stitching my foot.

"Why were you even outside without shoes on?" Sakura asked me.

"I teleported to Sasuke who ran away." They all looked at him. He leaned more on my back for a second and stood up, grabbed his brother and left.

"What happened?" Naru asked me.

"Family shitty business," I replied quietly.

Sakura bandaged my foot, told me to avoid leaning on it and let me go. I went to where the two brothers were and knocked on the door.

"It's me," I said through the door.

Sasuke opened the door and closed it behind me. I sat down behind Itachi, who was reading the letters, and hugged his waist, my chin on his shoulder. His eyes remained glued to the letters, but he did lean slightly into me.

"Let's approach the subject carefully Sasuke," Itachi said, looking up at his brother in seriousness. "Whether or not Mother knows about this, who knows how she will react to us knowing." Sasuke pursed his lips. He was a momma's boy after all.

"Alright," he replied in a quiet voice. "So you're moving back together huh."

"Yeah. Thanks for reporting what I told you to him by the way, we fought," I said, narrowing my eyes at him. Sasuke blinked and pointed at his brother.

"I prevented him from embarrassing himself!" Itachi looked sternly at him.

"For once you not knowing to keep your mouth shut was useful." Sasuke looked back at him, outraged.

"I know how to keep my mouth shut!"

"Yes, thanks for not telling him about the Land of Earth, I did it myself, it was better," I thanked him with a smile. He nodded eagerly.

"And I didn't tell her about you living with Izumi!" Itachi jumped on his feet and I almost fell forward. Sasuke still had his mouth opened and I stood up.

"I already know," I said quietly. Itachi shot me a quick look and glared at his brother, who pinched the bridge of his nose.

"It's the last time I tell her something." Still, Itachi didn't seem…

"Sasuke, is there anything else?" I asked him with a smile. He blinked at me, then looked at his brother who was trying to intimidate him.

I slipped between them and put my hands on the youngest's shoulders.

"Sasuke, if there is any…"

"Izumi stripped naked and straddled him," he blurted out.

...what?

"Sasuke," Itachi hissed at him.

"She scares me more than you." I turned him around and pushed him toward the door.

"Give us a minute." I shut the door in his face. I turned around and crossed my arms, a stern look on my face. "Did you sleep with her?" He widened his eyes.

"Of course not!" he denied immediately. "She tried to, but I didn't. I didn't even feel attracted to her."

"Oh, okay. Why didn't you tell me earlier then?"

"I didn't think it was relevant." I averted my eyes. He came to me and gently took my arms. "Are you mad?" I shrugged. "Are you pouting?"

"...I thought I was the last naked woman you saw." He blinked and chuckled before nuzzling his nose in my neck.

"I avoided to look at her as much as possible, but do you want to fix that?"

"Not here...I'm not comfortable with them around and able to hear us." He still started to suck on my neck. "Itachi!" He moved my hair aside, his fingers grazing my skin and sucked harder. I grabbed the bottom of his shirt, breathing harder and blushing before he was done. He leaned his forehead against mine, grazing my lips with his thumb.

"I may not be able to help you with the move."

"It's okay, you've got your...dysfunctional family to deal with." He stared blankly at me. "I'm sorry, but you all have some serious communication issues and…"

"I agree," he said quietly.

"By the way…" He raised a brow. "I may or may not have bought a babydoll." His hands went to my waist. "And maybe or maybe not a new set of lingerie as well."

"You're making it hard for me to let you leave this room."

"Well if you wait you'll get to see them and I made sure there was lace." He bit his bottom lip, looking at mine.

"You're sly sweetheart." I was ready to kiss him back the moment he put his lips on mine, but he let go of me instead and left the room.

I stared at the empty spot in front of me instead. Damn it, he won that round.

Sasuke had told his teammates what we found and they just were in shock, Sakura having to explain who Madara was to Naruto once more.

But we went to bed though, Itachi just fell on the futon, on his stomach.

"Take your shirt off." He did, without even asking why and threw it aside. He put his hands back under his pillow, his face buried in it. He was concerned and tensed.

Well, maybe now was the time to put to the test what Dai taught me. I straddled Itachi, sitting on his butt. I put my hands on his lower back, shivers appearing on his skin as I glided them up to his shoulders. I pressed my fingers in his skin, my thumbs rubbing circles on each side of his spine. I did my best to massage his back, Itachi relaxing after a few seconds. His arms went from the pillow to next to his body.

"Since when?" he asked me, raising his head a little.

"The war, Dai and I had some moments of peace sometimes and he'd do it to me and made me do it to him. He did yell at me at first when I was doing it wrong." He chuckled.

"Did you have news from him?"

"Yes, he wrote saying he was fine and using the new hoarseness of his voice to scare genins. Sensei also wrote me and said that she'd remain the Mizukage until the Summit and then...we'll see what they say there." I left butterfly kisses up his spine and the back of his neck. He sighed, grabbing my thighs.

I let myself fall on him, knocking the air out of him.

"A warning would have been nice," he muttered under his breath, pulling his face up.

"Where's the fun in that?"

"It's not fun."

"It is to me." I kissed his cheek loudly and rolled on the side.

"You're a child sometimes."

"Someone has to bring your inner child to the surface." He shook his head and swapped our positions. "I have accepted this heavy duty." He just looked at me through his lashes. "Hum?" He shook his head in silence and leaned toward me, hugging my waist and putting his head on my chest. I embraced him back.

"Akane."

"Yes?"

"...when we're finally home…" I looked down at him. "...can you take care of me too?" he asked me shyly, his voice so quiet I almost didn't catch it.

I gulped, in shock. Itachi never asked for anything, especially help for his own well-being. So him asking this? It was big, and I knew it probably required a lot from him to…

"You've done it often for Sasuke, I know that," he continued just as quietly. "I want that too, if it is possible. I…"

"Of course," I replied gently, stroking his hair. "Of course, I'll take care of you."

"I want to be selfish too," he finished, hugging me tighter. I sighed slightly.

"Please be, I'll do everything I can." I kissed him repeatedly on the head. "I love you." He lifted his head to me and kissed me. It was simple, gentle but filled with love.

We fell asleep embracing each other.

"You didn't want to help me move, you wanted to ask if I wanted to keep all my clothes." Sakura looked offended.

"What? I would never…"

"You're holding that skirt incredibly close to your heart. I'm taller than you, so all my stuff won't fit you."

"...there are things I've never seen and I like!" I shrugged.

"Next time you're in the Land of Water we'll go shopping, and bring Hinata along." She nodded.

"I usually go with her and Ino anyway."

"So you are friends again."

"Oh, yes but...well, we're not as close as when we were children. I'm still closer to Hinata to this day but...it's how it is." It was the opposite before.

She left to start her shift at the hospital, still a bag of clothes with her. I put mine in the closet and dresser, smiling faintly at seeing Itachi's clothes in them already. I smiled like an idiot, still smiled like an idiot when I put my things back in the bathroom and basically everywhere. Itachi wouldn't be here until six in the afternoon at least, but he said we'd have dinner together. I checked the fridge and cupboards and went grocery shopping.

When it was six, I put the cabbage rolls in the oven. We'd eat them cold. My onigiri were...good I think, and I bought dango, all Itachi's favorites. I'd mark the day I moved back in with a bang! I lowered the blinds a little, leaving them only half open.

I was deciding on how to dress the table when I was startled by arms around my waist.

"I didn't hear you coming in," I told Itachi as he was resting his chin on my shoulder.

"I did it on purpose. I've been watching you for five minutes already." He shot the opened stove a look. "I smell cabbage."

"That is for later." He pulled me away. "Wait I've…"

"You've obviously been busy organizing our evening, but I'm more that happy with eating in the couch on the coffee table." I pouted and he kissed my cheek. "And I brought champagne."

"Huh? Why?" He turned me around and kissed my forehead with a smile.

"It's over." I blinked. "Marital obligations. We voted, everyone in the clan voted and the majority think it's old school and useless and doesn't reflect our society today." I furrowed my brows as he smiled happily. "I don't have to marry an Uchiha anymore." I smiled shakily at him and embraced him. "We can be together, they can't tell us anything anymore. Sasuke can be with whoever he wants to."

"It's hard to believe…" I mumbled against his shirt. He raised my face and kissed my lips.

"Yet it's real," he whispered against my lips. "A lot happened today."

"Wanna talk about it?" His smile wouldn't leave his lips.

"Yes."

All the Uchihas the Hokage took in custody were banned from the clan. It was voted with a crushing majority. The clan wanted to be integrated, wanted to feel like they belonged and much like with Madara, didn't want to be associate with people like them. Tsunade-san still had some decisions to do regarding their situation with the higher-ups, but Fugaku-san told her that while he couldn't entirely erase their actions from the Uchiha name, the Uchiha clan no longer considered them as part of their clan. Then were voted the marital obligations of the heir and spares and arranged marriages overall. The latter would happen with the agreement of both concerned parties, but other than that, they were free to marry who they wanted, civilians, Konoha shinobi and kunoichi, foreigners…

Well, maybe not same-sex marriage yet, but soon hopefully.

Shisui was reintegrated, thankfully, pardoned and thanked by Fugaku. Apparently, he was starting to think about letting Itachi take more and more responsibilities and just retire soon. Itachi did get loyalty from many of his kinsmen after all.

Then, Sasuke stood up, said 'fuck them' about the Elders and a lot of other people and left.

There was the talk with their mother too, which had been emotional. She knew about Madara. Fugaku-san as well. Apparently, her connection to the founder was what made her friends with Aunty Kushina. She was kind of an outsider in her own clan, Kushina a foreigner, they both were lonely this way and then lonely together. It was nice, especially with how Sasuke and Naru...had the same thing in the end. The reason why Fugaku-san was engaged to someone else was also because of this. He was already in a relationship with Mikoto-san, but his parents knew her reputation and threw him in an arranged marriage that was canceled when they were expecting Itachi.

In a way...it was similar to us I guess. Maybe Fugaku-san just wanted to protect his son from being in this kind of situation. Point was, in spite of still being a little awkward, they were back on regular speaking terms, to Mikoto-san's joy.

"It lacks salt," Itachi commented, eating an onigiri, a cabbage roll gone already. "Putting turkey in the cabbage was a nice change."

"Thanks." I stood up. "Let's get the champagne, it should have cooled enough."

I did and brought two glasses. We toasted.

"To you and your hard work 'tachi. I'm very proud of you." He smiled softly, looking at me warmly.

"Thank you, and to us." I returned his smile as we took a sip from the beverage.

"Cold and extra bubbly!"

"Sasuke doesn't want to do anything too big for his birthday, but it will be at home this time." I nodded. "And my parents want us over for lunch or dinner." I almost choked on my champagne. "Akane?"

"Wait, already? You can't tell me we can be together officially and have a meal with your parents on the same da…"

"You've known them for ten years, you have nothing to be nervous about," he said calmly, rubbing my back. "And I told my mother I had dinner with your family and I think she got a little jealous over it." He slipped an arm around me. "But they approved of us, even my father."

"I've had Sasuke in my pocket for years, it helps." He nodded. "By the way…"

"Hum?"

"Are you finally going to talk to Shisui?" He pursed his lips.

"I wanted to once the war over, but then I...saw him kissing you and say he loved you." He looked up. "I want to, I will, I'll find a way to...get over this."

"Don't ignore it, deal with it even if it's not a nice conversation." I kissed his cheek. "But I don't have feelings for him, don't forget that."

"I know."

We finished eating and when I was about to clean the dishes, Itachi kept me from doing it.

"I have other plans." He turned me around and lifted me up, my legs around his waist as he kissed me hungrily, going toward our room.

"Wait," I managed to say between kisses. He groaned, annoyed.

"We've waited enough, don't you think?" I made him drop me in front of the door.

"I agree, just one, maybe two minutes." He narrowed his eyes. "I need to get changed first." He raised a brow, and something flashed in his eyes. Slowly, a smirk grew on his lips.

"Is it this babydoll you told me about?" I nodded with a grin. "I guess I can wait a little bit more."

I went inside, removed my clothes quickly and put it on. It ended just below my butt, hiding my lacy black panties, and was a dark red. It was lace, see-through enough so that he'd see my underwear and nipples, and the straps were thin.

I untied my hair, removed my glasses and went on the bed. I sat on my knees, my butt between my legs and made a strap fall from my shoulder a little bit.

"You can come in!"

He did and stopped at the door. I smiled, blinking, and tilting my head on my naked shoulder. He looked at me like a starved animal as he shut the door. He walked over the bed with a cat-like walk, observing me at every angle.

Once in front of me he took my hand and pulled me on my feet.

"I'd almost feel bad for taking it off your body," he whispered huskily, kissing my shoulder. "Your seal's okay?"

"Yes." I moved him back before he could push me on the bed and grabbed the hem of his shirt. I pulled it over his head, throwing it away before reaching for his pants. He kept staring at my face, his eyes going from my eyes to my lips. "You really like what you're seeing my love." He swallowed, making me press a kiss to his Adam's Apple.

"Akane…" he almost whined in my ear.

"Done." Once his pants unbuttoned, I pulled it down to his ankles, meeting the already hard bulge in his boxers. He kicked his pants away and before I could touch his boner, pulled me up and lifted me up, his lips hungrily moving against mine. My back met the mattress, Itachi pinning my wrist to it. "Here I thought...I'd…" I said between kisses.

"Your only job tonight is to moan my name," he replied in a sultry tone, his eyes burning with heat as he nibbled my ear. "I'll take care of the rest."

"But…"

"No 'but'." He used his tongue to tease me in the ear. I couldn't even muffle my moan as my hips moved as a reflex. "So reactive…" His lips went to my neck, to my shoulder and arm.

Itachi took his time littering kisses on my left arm, to the tip of my finger, setting my skin on fire. I couldn't get enough of his touch. He then went to my right hand and did the same, going up to my shoulder and then the top of my chest. His fingers pulled the straps of my gown down my arms, revealing my breasts to him. He fondled them lovingly, kissing and leaving love bites on them before licking my nipples. I threw my head back with a moan, my hands clenched to the sheets by my side. I briefly caught his heated gaze for a second and I turned my head to the side.

He chuckled against my skin and went back to my level.

"Are you embarrassed?" he whispered to me.

"You're...taking your time." He nibbled on my bottom lip, his eyes staring deeply into mine. I turned bright red and he smirked.

"Of course, we're home and it's been months. I'm taking all my time." He kissed me chastely on the lips and removed my gown completely, leaving me in my panties.

He went back down, leaving kisses and love bites on my stomach. He reached the band of my underwear in a few minutes and pulled on it.

"Itachi…" I whined as he smirked.

"Not yet." Gosh he was teasing me too much.

He went to my hips and kept his sweet treatment to my left leg down to my ankle and then went to my right ankle and kissed his way up to my inner-thigh. He started to leave kisses on my panties, his finger running up and down my clothed sex. I bucked my hips up.

"You're already very wet sweetheart, you missed me this much?" I moaned as an answer as he removed my panties, leaving me bare beneath him. He straightened up and looked at me, licking his lips.

I hid my face.

"You're incredibly lewd," I mumbled against my hands.

"I know, but I want it to be memorable." He removed my hands and stole a kiss from me.

When he broke it, he didn't waste time to go down on me. He kept my legs on his shoulder as his tongue traced by folds. I moaned, throwing my head back. He really was all about teasing. His tongue got more daring as he neared my entrance. The moment he touched the pearl of nerve above it, I buried my hands in his hair. It was his signal to just lick and suck, turning me into a hot, moaning mess. I'd pull on his hair, arching my back as pleasure was growing in my body.

"Itachi…" I moaned as he plunged a finger, then two inside of me. "Oh God…" He sucked harder and I closed my eyes, breathing faster and faster as pleas for more and his name were the only things leaving my mouth. "I'm..I'm…" He fingered me faster, flexing his fingers inside to find the spot that made me…

I arched my back, pulling on his hair harder as I moaned his name loudly, pleasure exploding. I climaxed hard, squeezing his fingers. He removed them, his tongue licking me instead.

I was panting, catching my breath as he kissed his way up to my face, wiping his mouth. I looked at him through half-lidded eyes, my throat dry.

"You taste as good as I remembered," he whispered in my ear.

I flexed my legs toward me, curling my toes on the hems of his boxers to pull them down. I ran a foot on his length, and he muffled a moan.

"You're so hard…" I mumbled. I ran my hands down his arms and then his chest, looking at him in lust. He watched me doing so. "I want you inside of me now." He groaned and left a wet kiss on my mouth.

He just ran his tip above me, grazing it. He pushed it against my throbbing clit, and I frowned at him, which just made him chuckle at my frustration.

Ultimately, I grabbed his cock with both my hands, making him close his eyes a little. I gave it a quick stroke before directing it.

"Just take me," I whined weakly.

"Alright."

He pushed a little, his tip going in. He stopped for a second and fully penetrated me, the both of us moaning at the feeling. I grabbed his shoulders, my legs against his hips as he leaned his forehead against mine.

We stayed like this for a few seconds. It had been a while so I needed to get used to him again.

"Are you okay?" he asked in a deep, hoarse voice. I nodded. I felt full.

"I missed you," I said, kissing his chin. He growled. "Welcome home." A chuckle left his lips.

"Yes, I'm home." He littered my face with kisses. "You feel wonderful." I bucked my hips toward him.

He took my hands, pinned them on each side of my head and crossed his fingers with mine.

"Look at me," he murmured.

"But it's…"

"I want you to look at me as I make love to you." It was embarrassing but I did, meeting his heated and heavy dark gaze with a blush.

He started moving, establishing a deliberate slow yet firm pace. I wouldn't need much to come again from how overstimulated I was, and I knew it was the same for him, so he probably was trying to make it last as long as possible.

As if we wouldn't be doing that for a good chunk of the night.

The eye contact just made it so much more intense though, I knew he was noticing the slightest muscle movement on my face.

"I love you," I whispered quietly. He blinked and kissed me intensely.

"I adore you." He moved his legs up, my butt now against his thighs as my legs were on each side of his torso. He let go of my hands and hugged me tightly around the waist, leaning his forehead next to my head. I put my arms over his shoulders, my nails grazing his back as he started to go faster, hitting me deeper than before.

I moaned louder as his sighs and short breaths turned into groans and moans in my ear. I could only hear him and the sound of his skin slapping against mine more and more, could only smell sex and sweat as it covered both our bodies now.

I threw my head back, my nails in his skin as my whole body tensed, another orgasm coming.

"Itachi," I moaned. I repeated his name like a mantra, making him go faster as my hips met his for release. I was so clo…

I lost it when he hit my G-spot again and again, my eyes rolling in the back of my skull. I hold him tight as I came, moaning his name loudly, arching my back.

"Akane…" he moaned, lifting his head as he went faster and faster and came inside of me. He twitched inside of me as I squeezed him, moaning in my ear as he kept me flushed against him.

We stayed like that for a few moments, enjoying the blissful daze we were in. I put my legs back on the bed as he moved back a little. He pulled out and laid on the bed next to me. We were panting, catching our breath. Then we glanced at each other. He grinned as I chuckled, rolling on my side and lay my head on his chest, kissing it.

"It was so good, so, so good," I mumbled against his skin. He hummed in agreement, his arm on my shoulders.

"Let's catch our breath and…" I nodded. "You're not walking tomorrow. You're not even crawling," he said in my ear.

"I'm waiting on that."

We continued, moans and skin slapping against skin continuing for hours. We even fell from our bed at some point. Itachi grabbed a pillow to put under my head before ravishing me once more. He had red scratching marks on his back as he left love bites on most of my body.

When we were done, he took me to the toilets because I had to pee, then the bathroom where he cleaned me up, still leaving butterfly kisses when he could.

I fell asleep in the bath, my back against his chest as I saw the clock indicating four in the morning.

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