-Sigh- "Sarame's right. Although there's nothing really going on between me and Itachi, I-I really like him."
"But he probably doesn't like me that way...haha. We're best friends! Yeah, that's right."
"He's only nice to me because we've been childhood friends for years."
"I mean we've eaten together, trained together, gone on some missions together. It's only natural to take care of your best friend, your comrade."
"Plus, I'm sure he would lend Shisui his jacket too right? If he was cold?"
"Ugh, I need to stop. I'm overthinking things."
Izumi stopped her trail. She was about a few blocks from home when she decided it be best to return Itachi's jacket tonight instead.
"Maybe I should return his jacket. His suit looked way too expensive. I can't risk getting this any more dirty than it could already be with me wearing it."
"Alright, I'll return his jacket and thank him. Yes, I'll do that."
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Izumi jumped from rooftop to rooftop until she landed on the roof connected to Itachi's window.
She hesitated for a bit until she decided to finally slide open his window.
"I-Itachi?"
"Izumi. What's up?" Itachi shot up from his lounging position on his bed.
"S-sorry to barge in like this. I hope I wasn't interrupting anything."
"No, you're fine. I was just catching up on a book." Itachi quickly concealed the book he was reading before Izumi could notice (Jiraya's Itcha Itcha novel).
"So what brings you here this late?"
"I wanted to return your jacket. It looks too expensive and I didn't want to accidently ruin it."
Izumi stepped inside and through the window when suddenly she went off balance and landed on Itachi's chest.
"Ah! I-I'm sorry Itachi! I wasn't being too careful where I was stepping."
There was a moment of pause. The two stared at each other in silence and with an almost shocked expression.
Izumi's hands were now on Itachi's bare chest. And she was sitting on top of him, her thighs split and Itachi's pelvis in between them.
Izumi's face turned red the moment she realized that she was now on top of her best friend.
She began to feel the embarrassment and with a quick reaction to this realization, she quickly pushed her hands away from Itachi's chest.
But right as she removes contact with his chest, Itachi immediately grabs onto both her wrists.
"Izumi, I didn't take it you'd be this clumsy."
"I-Itachi, I'm sorry! I swear it was an accident. I didn't mean to...are you okay?"
Itachi stayed silent as if he wanted to say something but couldn't find the words to.
The way the shape of her body manifested her tight dress under the moonlight made him feel and want to do all sorts of things. He was left speechless.
After a few seconds Izumi began to feel something get harder. It began to poke her from below. It was beginning to make her feel sensitive down there.
"I-Itachi, somethi —."
Itachi continued to stare at Izumi and then gave a faint smile before suddenly pulling and turning Izumi around so that her back was now lying on the bed.
Itachi's hands were pinning Izumi's wrist on the pillow making it difficult for her to move.
He can clearly see her cleavage now pushed up from her dress as she lay on his bed. Her hair was also now untied leaving them messy from all the movement. The moonlight shining on her even brighter.
"How naive. Entering a grown man's room in the middle of the night. Did you forget what I told you earlier?"
"W-what do you mean? I've visited you in your room since we were kids. I-it's normal to visit your best friend isn't it?"
Itachi leans forward. His lips were now at a whisper distant from Izumi's ear.
"Do you have any idea what you're making me do right now?"
Izumi felt paralyzed. She couldn't move, not when it was Itachi pinning her down on top of her.
Although her body may have been showing some signs of resistance from the embarrassment, her mind was rather hoping for Itachi's affection.
Itachi leans back with his face now close to Izumi's.
Izumi's face turned even redder and her heart began to race. It began to get even louder that she was afraid Itachi might hear.
"Izumi..."
Itachi lips got closer and closer to her lips. At this moment Izumi quickly shut her eyes when suddenly she felt a poke on her forehead.
"H-hey! That hurts!"
Itachi was now smiling and slightly tittered at the sight of Izumi's irritated face.
"How do you like it if I did that to you."
Izumi freed her right hand from Itachi's grip and attempted to poke his forehead back but was too slow as Itachi had quickly grabbed hold of it before it touched his forehead.
"That's not fair! You always do this but you never get to feel the pain!"
"Hahaha, sorry Izumi."
Knock knock*
Both Itachi and Izumi immediately went silent the moment they heard a knock on Itachi's door.
Itachi had cupped one hand on Izumi's mouth while still holding her wrist with his other hand as if they weren't just being loud a second ago.
"Itachi? Mom and Dad haven't gone back from their meeting with the clan. I'm getting kinda hungry again. I'm going to make some ramen, do you want some?"
That's right. Itachi's parents needed to attend the clan's meeting after the event and informed them that they might be coming back late.
"Uh...don't do anything Sasuke. I'll make it for you. Just sit still I'll be right outside."
"Alright, but I'll grab the ingredients and lay them out."
"Okay, that's fine."
Itachi let go of Izumi's mouth and backed away so that she was finally able to sit up from his bed.
"I better go. Thanks for lending me your jacket. I should be fine for now since my house isn't too far from here."
"Hold on. At least take this."
Itachi grabbed a dark blue sweater from his closet that had the Uchiha symbol embedded behind it and handed it to Izumi.
Izumi put it on and could feel how oversized it really was on her but at least it was comfy and made her feel warm.
Itachi looked away trying his best to hide his blush from Izumi.
"Thank you, Itachi. I'll make sure to bring this back to you as well."
"There's no rush in giving it back. Keep it if you'd like."
"B-but this is your family's sweater."
"Are you forgetting that you're an Uchiha too?"
"N-no...I meant. Well, it's your family sweater that only the head family can wear. It'd be weird if people were to see someone like me who isn't part of the head family wearing it."
"Do whatever you like. Wear or don't wear it."
"I-I'll wear it!"
Izumi heads out the window after thanking and saying goodbye to Itachi.
As her figure disappears from the window, Itachi covers his face with his hands.
"Fuck..."
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Izumi smiled to herself on her way home. She felt somewhat happy wearing Itachi's sweater that she ended up wearing it to sleep that night.