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detectivestucks · 10 months ago

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Saturday Lunch

18+ content, Minors do NOT interact

Pairing: Kakashi x F!Reader

Summery: As Sasuke's loving older sister, you would pick him up after Team 7 was finished training for the day. His sensei becomes infatuated with you and takes things too far when you invite him over for Saturday Lunch at the Uchiha compound.

Warnings: NSFW, NONCON, slight yandere, fingering, unprotected penetration.

Word Count: 5.5k

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“Sasuke!” you waive as you walk up to the young group of ninja.

Sasuke grumbles your name in embarrassment as you approach him and his teammates.

“Remember to thank your sensei!”

“Thank you Kakashi-sensei.” he mumbles, barely audible

“Thank you captain!” you beam at Kakashi, while draping your arm around your little brother’s shoulder.

The man immediately flushes. A light rose dusts over Kakash’s cheeks as he returns your thanks for picking up his student.

“Are you coming to lunch tomorrow?”

You kindly direct your question at the tall silver haired man.

“I wouldn’t miss it.” He hums, his eyes practically closed from his smile hidden beneath the mask.

“Come on Sasuke, Mom and Itachi are waiting.”

“What about Dad?”

“He’s out tonight. He had responsibilities to take care of in the Hokage’s office.”

You and your little brother continue talking while you head towards the Uchiha compound. Kakashi watches as your hips sway with each pace. Your arm affectionately draped around your little brother as you walk him home.

You always did that. Pick your brother up and walk him home. Ever since Itachi was no longer able to do it. You’d take his place so that Sasuke wouldn’t feel too forgotten. Kakashi knew in his soul that it was partly because it gave you an excuse to come see him. How could he forget your infectious sweet smile? The way your cheeks swell as your lips stretch to reveal your pearly whites. It made his heart stutter each and every single time.

The problem is that it seemed your smile stole the attention of others too. Kakashi knew these men for what they are. Greedy selfish perverts, undeserving of your soft, gentle gaze. It fueled him with anger when he’d see them stare.

You were more than a pretty face. Everything about you was perfection. He couldn’t stand to see how the scum would approach you and try to steal a moment alone. Tugging on your delicate hands to guide you away. When that unsure look spreads over your face Kakashi takes the opportunity to step in and give them a death glare for so much as thinking impure thoughts about you.

You were grateful to him for always being so kind. Stepping in when normally your older brother Itachi would. You viewed him as a stand up guy and a great role model for your little brother.

However, Kakashi knew what those looks of appreciation really were and he lived for them. Feeling the high of your relieved eyes and happy gaze. Living for the days when your musical voice would thank him and invite him with the team to lunch at the compound. You were destined to be his wife. He would not allow anyone to get in his way.

Always around by happenstance. Always ready to grab you by the waist and pretend to be your boyfriend. Always lurking over your shoulder to scare away pervs with his piercing gaze. Always casually toying with a kunai or shuriken whenever a man is nearby.

He laid his claim over you clear as day. Well clear to everyone…except you.

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It’s another Saturday at the Uchiha house. You and your mom hurriedly prepare as much food as possible before all the guests arrive. You grab the leaf to your table, doubling its length, and grab the extra seat cushions out of the nearby closet. All shoes are stacked neatly by the door and you hear the timid voice of a pink haired kunoichi over your shoulder.

“Uhh, Y/N?”

“Hi Sakura!”

“I-is Sasuke here?”

“Yes, of course! He’s in the back with Itachi.”

A huge smile covers her face as she goes to follow your little brother like a lost puppy. You swear she’s so cute, obsessing over him. It makes you laugh how your brother pretends to hate it but you see how he allows her to touch him. One day he’s going to admit how much he likes her…one day.

You hear another knock at the door. You turn around and it’s their charming sensei.

“Hi Kakashi.” you softly sing in greeting

“Good Afternoon, Y/N.”

You completely miss how his voice lowers as your name rolls off his tongue. You give him a peck on the cheek to say your thanks for coming as he stoops over to take off his shoes. He offers his help in finishing preparations and setting the table as he always does.

Next thing you know, you hear the boisterous sound of one golden haired boy running in through the front door, throwing his shoes behind him as he runs towards the back of the house looking for his friend and rival.

Both you and Kakashi exchange looks as you giggle at Naruto and his antics. That’s when you hear a light rap at the door. You give Kakashi a look of confusion before walking over to the door.

“Oh hey, Setsuna!”

“Hey! I found that one wandering around harassing the neighbors so I decided to walk ‘im over for ya.”

The man blushed and scanned up and down your body as he talked to you. Kakashi clenched his teeth feeling a vein pop out of his forehead. The man was looking at you with hunger. Couldn’t you see the disrespect he showed for your modesty? Undressing you with his eyes and imagining himself with a woman who didn’t belong to him. Kakashi was sure the man imagined he had more of a claim over you, being an Uchiha and all, but Kakashi had no intention of rolling over and letting anyone sniff around what was his.

Kakashi walked up to you and laid his arm over your shoulder.

“Hey Kakashi.” Setsuna said somewhat nervously, eyes darting to how Kakashi was holding you.

“Hi”

“I’m sorry, I didn't realize you had so much company over.”

You shrug and in the process casually slip Kakashi’s arm off your shoulder, walking towards the door.

“Yeah, it’s Saturday lunch and we always invite Sasuke’s team.”

“Well I better let you get back to it.” He says flirtatiously but with eyes that continue to glance back up to Kakashi’s glaring face just over your shoulder. You reach out and rest your hand on his bicep.

“Well thank you for dropping off Naruto. We appreciate it.”

“Yeah” Kakashi grunts, “thanks.”

You move to close the door and turn around to a stoic Kakashi.

“You okay?”

He glares at the door for a bit before coming to his senses. He blinks a few times as his eyes focus on your face.

“Hm? Oh, yes. I’m fine.” his throat was dry and his words unconvincing. You give him a questioning brow but soon the kids come into the dining area anxious to eat.

A chorus of “Thank you for the food!” is heard around the table before everyone dives in. You eat happily, eyes dancing over the kids and your family.

Your father only stays for a few minutes however, before he pulls Itachi into a far corner of the house. The two of them seemingly are talking about private information regarding the future of the clan. Stuff that you, as their daughter, are not privy to.

About halfway through the meal you excuse yourself to use the restroom. Without knowing it, Kakashi’s jealous gaze wandered over to you as you turned to leave and head down the hall.

After a few moments Kakashi excused himself as well, following after you, lost in his thoughts.

You had touched another man. Why?

You shrugged off his arm. Why?

You didn’t seem grateful to him for coming to your aid. Why?

He needed answers from you and he needed them immediately.

You come out of the bathroom and collide into Kakashi’s chest. “Oof, uh, oh hi Kashi” you smile sweetly, but your smile quickly falls as you look up at Kakashi's scowl. “A-are you okay?”

“Do you want him?”

“W-what?”

“Do you want him?”

“Want who?”

“Setsuna”

“No?”

“No?” Kakashi asks raising a brow

“No.” you say more sure of yourself

“Good” Kakashi purrs.

You give him a questioning and startled look.

Feeling relief and a wave of affection for you, Kakashi steps forward, closing the distance between you two. You turn so as to slip past him but he just uses the opportunity to press his arms into the wall by your face. You swallow as your eyes zero in on how Kakashi is caging you in. You start to feel nervous and when you look back up in Kakashi’s eyes you are met with a predatory gaze that makes you shrink.

For the first time ever, you feel afraid of him.

“Kakashi, what are you doing?” You whisper, trying to give him an out and end this awkward moment.

“I’m claiming what’s mine.” he whispers in your ear, pulling back to flash you a masked smile.

“W-what’s yours?” you swallow again

“Oh come now” Kakashi breathes into your neck. “You can’t possibly tell me that all those smiles when you pick up your brother are just you being nice.”

His fingers graze your waist before grasping your wrist. You whimper under his light touch.

“You can’t tell me that you keep inviting me to your house because you’re not interested in me, sweetheart.”

You continue to shutter as his fingers lightly draw a line from your wrist up your arm, tracing all the way to your shoulder.

“...and the way you call me captain.” Kakashi closes his eyes as he groans at the memory.

You’re barely able to breathe as his figure looms over you, having you cornered in the hall. Your eyes keep shifting towards the dining room where everyone is eating and talking. You believe your dad and brother will be back at any moment and catch the interaction.

“Tell me sweetie, which room is yours?”

He purrs the words into your ear. Your eyes squeeze shut as your arm points to the second door on the right.

He spins you around, facing your room. Kakashi’s hand finds its place lightly wrapped around your throat while the hand that’s now snaked around your waist keeps you tight against his chest, walking with you towards your room.

Once inside he slides your door closed and rips his mask off his face, discarding it on the floor. He presses gentle kisses on your neck while standing behind you. Continuing to push his lips against your shoulder over your clothes.

He breathes deeply, inhaling your scent as he tightens his grip, possessively hugging you. You belonged to no one else. Just him. You never invited those other men over, just him. You showed him how you viewed him as family by constantly bringing him to the compound. Even if you weren’t married yet, he knew that’s what you wanted. You made sure he spent as much time in this part of the village as possible so he'd feel at home when the time came.

He readjusts the hand on your throat, allowing his slender fingers to swipe up to your cheek and turn your face towards his. “Tears of joy my love?”

He held you too tight for you to shake your head ‘no.’ You were so scared of what he would do to you. You weren’t strong like your brothers. You weren’t a fighter. You were simply a kind woman who loved her family and always tried to show love to others.

“Let me make you feel so good baby. Let me do that for you.” he cooed into your ear.

Kakashi was simply drunk on the idea of being alone with you for the first time. His fingers slowly undid the buttons on your sweater, pulling it off of your shoulders as his lips ghosted over your cheek.

“I love you baby and I know you love me too.”

Silent tears continue to stream down your face as he lifts your shirt over your head then turned you around to face him. His hands, so gentle but so violating. They slide up your sides and brush over to your chest. His hands cup the weight of your breasts, swiping his thumbs over the nipples, making them stiffen.

You watch as he sucks his bottom lip into his mouth, clearly turned on by your figure. He chews on the soft skin as he moans at the way you feel, so delicate and fragile in his hold. Somebody to protect. Somebody to be gentle with.

His hands travel down your navel to your pants. His digits undoing the top button and lowering your zipper. Fingers slipping under the waistband and pulling it down over your tender rear, allowing the fabric to pool at your feet.

Kakashi kneels before you. His arms wrapping around your waist and hugging your naked frame. He presses his face against your stomach as one of your hands goes to push his shoulder and the other his face. When your hand lands in his hair, trying to peel him away from you, he simply lifts his face to your tear stained gaze, love etched into his eyes. He kissed you at the base of your pelvis, his mouth dangerously close to your sex. You shudder and try to push him off again. But he ignored your shove, his lips instead brushed against your skin and pressed a tender kiss on your hip. Then another at your belly. His lips working their way up your center towards your jaw.

As you accepted your fate you felt a strange feeling. The front of your mind had a shift and all of your senses heightened. Your body must have swayed because Kakashi pulled back. A wide smile stretched over his face. His thumb wiping away some of the tears.

“You’ve activated your sharingan. That’s incredible baby.” He kisses your cheek. “I’m so proud of you.”

His lips drop to your ear, kissing the shell, “I can’t wait to teach you how to use it.”

Your…your sharingan…You activated your sharingan…

The stress of the situation brought it out of you. You start to feel brave. You have the strength of your clan. You can be strong like your dad and brothers. You begin to struggle and try to push Kakashi off of you but to no avail. He merely chuckles at your futile attempts and walks you closer to your bed.

“Sweetheart, we can save role playing for later.”

Kakashi kneels down one more time, pulling you down with him so that you are kneeling, straddled over his lap. His hands sit firmly on your hips as he holds you down to rut his hips up against your bare sex. He closes his eyes and softly groans. You see drool drip out of the corner of his mouth.

You try to fight his grip and get up but he holds you in place. Curse your weak body. Curse your tiny muscles. You couldn’t move! You couldn’t escape. But you could feel his bulge push up into you. You could feel it through his pants. The dark fabric gets soiled from your fluids as Kakashi rubs himself against your naked folds.

Your maroon eyes observe him in slow motion. You see every ragged breath he pulls, every silver lash as he blinks, you watch how his tendons twitch as he grips you. He closes his eyes while he leans in to recapture your lips. You are everything he’s been yearning for. His tight grip readjusts to hold around your waist and his other hand resting against the back of your head, pushing your face into his.

He leans forward so that he lowers you down, your back sinking into the mattress resting on the floor. Your hands push against his chest as he hovers above you. He only smirks, delighted by your adorable efforts.

“No need to be shy, sweetheart.”

His kisses a trail over your cheek and jaw then over to your neck. His hand sliding down to your thigh, rubbing up and down, feeling how soft your skin is.

Your breath hitches as you hyperventilate, so terrified of how exposed you are under him. His palm slides up your core to your breast, fingers closing around it. A needy whine slips past Kakashi’s lips, feeling how the tissue gives way to the pressure as he squeezes.

“I’ve been dreaming of you. Wondering how soft you would feel.” He expels all air from his lungs. “It’s even better than I could have imagined, sweetheart.”

Kakashi kneels above you, pulling his shirt off and lowering the waistband of his pants. He fishes inside his briefs and pulls out his member. You see the tip glistening with precum and watch as he smears it over with his thumb.

“This is for you baby.” he says in a deep voice.

The sound so soft and gentle but brimming with delusion. He leans over you once more, lifting the same thumb to your lips, glossing your bottom one with his fluid. You watch as the visual of your lip sheen with his cum steals the man’s breath away. You begin to tremble under him, knowing what comes next. He rubs his length against your labia, manipulating how it touched you at the base of his shaft.

Seeing that you weren’t wet enough he let go of himself and instead sunk one of his long fingers into your entrance. He immediately felt how warm it was, biting his own lip at your temperature. Your trembling only increases. He sinks a second digit into your warmth and begins to stroke. Small cries coming from you as he moved.

You wished this was consensual. You wished it wasn't your first time. You wished this feeling was had under different circumstances.

You clench around him hard. Your walls trying to keep him out.

“It’s okay, love, I’ll prep you. I’ll stretch you out to make sure it doesn’t hurt.”

The tears continue to silently fall as your hand grips his bicep, nails digging into him, leaving bruises where each of your fingers rest on him. He didn’t mind the pain though. He felt it romantic. You were leaving your mark on him. Your bruising grip laying claim to his skin.

His fingers slide in and out of you. Though you remain tight, fluid starts to form. Slick is generated by the motions, lubricating the area for his rock hard length eagerly waiting for its turn. He spreads his fingers inside of you. With a scissoring motion he tries to loosen you up. Make room for his manhood, but you restrict around him just as much. He slips in a third digit causing you to throw your head back and moan. The noise slipping out of you and leaving Kakashi’s dick throbbing.

The motions of his hands increase. They move faster, burying himself up to the third knuckle as he works your gummy walls trying to prepare you for his love. The ultimate show of affection.

He genuinely wants to pleasure you. He flips his wrist and hooks his fingers upwards. You moan a second time, feeling how he hits a sensitive spot as his fingertips drag along your walls. You reach your hand to your chest, feeling yourself the exact same way Kakashi just felt you. Squeezing down on your own tit as you close your eyes, embarrassed and shocked that you’re capable of feeling pleasure in this moment.. Kakashi’s speed increases till he feels you flutter around his fingers. A warmth spreads over your lower half. He slows down, still stroking as a ring forms around his knuckles before he fully pulls out.

When he does, you open your eyes and look over at his beaming face. His pupils dilate impossibly wide as he looks at his hand, lifting the fingers to his face and smelling your essence on them. You watch him drag his tongue between the fingers, licking up your slick before sinking them into his mouth.

“Mmm, so sweet.”

You swear you see his eyes cross as they roll back into his head. When he's done lapping up your cream he brings his attention back to the task at hand. He has one hand on the mattress by your waist and another at his base, beginning to line himself up with your quivering hole. “Wait!”

You plead, hand grasping his wrist near your waist.

“It’s okay my love. I’ll make you feel good like I did just now.”

You feel shame and fear take over before his tip lightly touches your lips. The mushroom head sinks in slowly stretching you out and taking your virginity. Kakashi groans just a tad too loud at the feeling of your walls caging around him. He’s absolutely in heaven and when he looks down at you with his lovestruck eyes, he sees your mangekyou staring back at him.

The act of forcibly taking your chastity fuels you with so much emotion that your sharingan immediately evolved. The affection on his face became immensely deeper. He genuinely was in love with you and overjoyed to see your eyes. His own brimming with so much love that he began to thrust into you. Both his hands now placed by your face, your hands shot up to his forearms to steady yourself. Biting at your bottom lip to stop yourself from screaming at the pleasurable pain.

“It’s okay sweetheart. I’ll go slow.”

He kept true to his word. Pushing up inside of you with deliberate strokes, prodding at your squishy spot, forcibly pulling moans out of your timid mouth. He was gentle, treating you like you might break beneath him, respecting your lack of experience. At least in his mind. He gives you time to adjust to his size as he stuffs you with his girth.

His hips slowly back in and out of you, guiding his manhood with each shift of his pelvis. Your eyes are scrunched with tears pricking at the corners, Kakashi kisses them where the tears fall.

“It won’t hurt much longer.” he cooed with a peck to your cheek

He continues his slow rutting into your slit. You chew on your bottom lip, starting to feel the pain ebb away and a comforting friction take its place. Your entire core was still tight from tension but Kakashi, seeing your discomfort, softly kisses you. Working his peach skin gently against your trembling lips. His mouth lightly licks your cheek and skims over to your jaw before trailing feather light kisses over the expanse of your neck and chest. Dropping his weight to his forearms so that his hands could embrace you as his languid strokes eased in and out of your once chaste hole.

He hums happily into your chest, “I love you so much.”

“S-stop.” you cry

“What’s the matter, baby?”

“S-stop saying such t-things. Y-you don’t mean it.”

“But I do. You are going to make an amazing wife and our children will be extraordinary.”

You whimper beneath him as he continues. “You can keep your last name and proudly stay an Uchiha. I’ll move here to the compound with you. You won’t have to give up anything for me. I promise to provide for you, to love you, and to honor you.”

As his confession comes pouring out of him, his strokes gain speed. His emotions start to get the better of him and his tender touch fades away.

“K-kakashi…” you begin to whine out of protest but it dies in your throat. His increased pace begins to bring satisfaction in a way you weren’t expecting. His member deliberately massages you in places that make you moan and coil in pleasure. It’s not possible, you tell yourself. He’s a delusional rapist but as his tip brushes against that spot you never knew existed till now, you feel the fear slip away from your mind. Your fingers grip him at his shoulders, the sensation between your legs fogging your mind and stealing your thoughts.

He brings his face back up to yours to nuzzle noses, happily accepting your touch. His pace increases steadily, soon turning into a proper fuck. Your eyes begin to widen and sweat falls from your brow. Your chest bouncing with each collision of Kakashi’s hips into yours.

Not knowing what to do with yourself, you wrap your legs around him and your fingers sink into his skin tighter, the pleasure heading straight to your chore.

“That’s it, baby.” His once frightening voice suddenly sounds honeyed. “Here, let’s try another angle.”

Kakashi gently pulls out of you and you feel the cold air contact your wet folds, realizing suddenly how soaked they are. His large hands guide you onto your stomach and pull up your hips. Aligning himself behind you, he sinks in, eyes nearly crossing at the feeling of you wrapping around him once more. But this time it’s better because this time you’re squeezing him out of arousal rather than pain. Instead of pushing him out, your walls were sucking him in and he felt dizzy from it.

Hips pulling back before pushing in, rolling into you, making you squirm. Kakashi lowers himself to whisper in your ear.

“Does that feel good?”

“Mhm” is all you need to squeak out to make a smile split his face in two.

“Now arch your back f’me.”

He requests it so delicately that you forget how this entire situation started. As soon as you change your position, tilting your hips towards the mattress, an instant wave of heat washes to your core. He sunk into you deeper with a room-filling groan.

You were terrified someone would hear and it causes you to restrict around him.

“It’s okay sweetheart. I know the walls are thin but Naruto and Sakura are being loud. No one can hear us.”

You quietly nod. He loves how meek you are. Just a gentle soul sent to this earth to bless its creatures with your kindness. You resume arching your back and the way he sinks in knocks the breath out of your lungs. Kakashi continues to lean over you and hum in your ear.

“You’re doing such a good job. Just like that.” You feel your face flush at his praise.

Kakashi finally lifts up, looking down on you and surveying your small figure bent over below him. One hand purchased on your hip and the other rubbing large circles over the soft flesh of your behind, his eyes drank in the view, coveting how your body looked below his.

He rocked back and forth, beginning to reestablish his pace from earlier. The new angle completely changing the feeling of how he fit inside of you. A gasp slips past your tongue as he slips in all the way up to the hilt. Kakashi bites his own lip at the sweet sound and the feeling of your tightening grip around his manhood.

The more he stroked into you, the more you sank into the position. Rocking your hips back into him, lowering your head down to the mattress. The feeling was overwhelmingly pleasurable and the thoughts about how handsome the man behind you is began to creep towards the front of your mind.

For a moment you decided to look back at Kakashi. The stolen glance had you lose your breath. He was gorgeous. Flawless milky skin covering a network of toned muscles. Veins threaded in and out of them, drawing your eyes from his hands, up his arms and to his shoulders. Your eyes take a moment to truly adjust to the look of him without a mask. You spot just how square and sharp his jaw is. How his lips are a bit swollen from him biting them and how a beauty mark sits just below them. His hair, though a bit of a mess compared to his normally pristine swooped style, still soft and fluffy. You moan, feeling him as you truly see him.

A smirk tugs at Kakashi’s lips. “You like what you see?”

You blink and nod your head.

His smirk breaks into an all out smile. His hands readjust and grip your hips tighter. Thrusts gaining speed now that you seem more comfortable. He bottomed out in you and rolled his hips. You drop your head back down on the mattress, moaning loudly into the sheets, praying that no one outside can hear you.

Kakashi looks down on you with lidded eyes, heavy with lust. He lifts a hand, bringing the palm down on you with a light spank. You grunt and clench around him on impact. You hear a whimper come from him. He truly could not handle feeling you squeeze around him like that. After months of pining, he had you wrapped around him perfectly. He did it again, getting the exact same reaction. Not wanting to get caught, he doesn’t risk spanking you further but the wet slaps emitting from where you conjoin give away your activity just the same.

You spread your knees wider and sink your spine lower, earning a grunt from the silver haired ninja. He thanks you by leaning down and settling his middle fingertip over your clit and swirling it around. Your breath hitches.

“Ah…thank you” you whisper, just barely audible over the squelching from your entrance.

Sweat is rolling down Kakashi’s chest and dampening your brow. The hand squeezing your hip slides up to your breast and lifts your chest off the mattress, pushing your rear flush against his pelvis as he snaps into you. Your head rolls back and your eyes close. How he greedily gropes your breast, expertly whirls around your bud, and stokes against all the right spots, it all feels so overwhelming. You reach one hand to massage the other breast that he wasn’t touching and place your second hand over his hand between your legs. Your breathing becomes heavy as you soak it all in. Basking in the hot, wet, sensation of him taking you from behind.

His lips ghost over your neck, “On your back for me, baby”

You dumbly nod your head ‘okay’ as you reach your arms down to the mattress and roll yourself over onto your back. Kakashi centers over you and pushes your legs up into your chest before thrusting back in. This time he went impossibly deep.

“Nagh!” Your eyes snap shut as you struggle to take him.

“You’re doing so well baby. You can do it, you can take me.”

He encourages you in his deep husky voice, low with lust. You open your eyes and he sees how your carmine gaze is glossed over, looking so innocently up at him. It’s enough to pluck his heartstrings. He feels his chest become impossibly tight as your delicate fingers grab a hold of his biceps.

“Hands around my neck sweetheart”

You pout your lips and nod, quickly grasping at his neck, allowing your fingers to thread into the bottom of his hair while you cling onto him. Kakashi slaps up into you, pace steadily increasing as his excitement gets the better of him. Your eyes begin to roll back and your lids close. The softest little moans slipping past your lips as he feels your legs start to quiver underneath him.

Kakashi lost his composure, feeling you cum around him. Your walls fluttered closed, milking him as if you needed him to fill your womb with his seed.

His face twisted in pleasurable agony. He tried desperately to hold on and let you finish your orgasm before he satisfied his own but he couldn’t hold on any longer. He had to pull out and quickly paint your stomach so as not to start a family with you just yet. He groans at the idea of breeding you and claiming you by putting his baby in your belly. The thought makes his cock twitch as he finishes pumping his ropes onto your stomach.

He falls forward, leaning his forehead against yours. Both of you panting as you look upon the other’s face. Kakashi’s eyes drop down to your lips and you reach yours to meet his. You suck on his lip and let your teeth sink into it. Kakashi swears he feels his heart stop when he pulls back, slowly freeing his lip.

“I love you” he whispers into your face.

“Then take me on a proper date.” you whisper back, eyes returning to normal.

Kakashi flashes you a toothy grin. You can see his sharp canines and how sparkling white his teeth are. This man really is gorgeous.

“We should get back before they miss us.”

“Agreed. Let me clean you up.”

Kakashi stands up and redresses himself prior to slipping out of the room. He goes to the bathroom and grabs a warm washcloth, then sneaks back into your bedroom. He massages your legs and then your feet, before kissing all the way up your body. He insists on helping you put your clothes back on, then takes your hand in his and kisses it.

His eyes lift up to meet yours before he faces the door. “Do I have to go back out there and pretend I don’t have feelings for you?”

You look down at where your fingers intertwine with his. “Don’t let go of my hand.”

The words coming out in the form of a whisper. The puppy dog expression you are met with melts your heart. You swear you almost see him cry as he pulls you into a hug.

“C’mon, let’s go.” you urge

He releases you and you step out into the hall together, reentering the dining room only to be greeted with three young disbelieving faces…

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venerawrites · 9 months ago

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Hi~ Your writing is so so good, I can't believe I just found your blog now but I'm glad I did. I'd love to request if that's ok? A Neji x fem reader (if it's okay, Uchiha!reader, but I'm happy if not) where the Hyuga clan don't approve of their relationship, Hiashi threatens her to leave him and it kills her to do so. Angst but happy ending when Neji finds out and finds the reader again. I hope that's okay. Thank you again for your beautiful writing! ❤️❤️

author’s note: words cannot describe how hard I fell in love with this idea the second I’ve read it! (which is probably why it became so long, I just couldn't stop the story flowing heh, really sorry! x) For the purposes of this, I wrote f!reader as the sister of Sasuke and Itachi (hope that's okay). I really hope you enjoy and thank you so much for requesting! <3

warnings: angst with a happy ending + Neji is alive after the war (in this blog this is the only correct answer when it comes to Neji!)

The clock loudly struck midnight when you finally reached the doors to the gardens and pushed them open. Expertly navigating the maze of rose bushes, your bare feet hurriedly carried you toward the small house in the distance, the only safe space you could think of.

Your breath was rigid, your cheeks were flushed and your eyes stayed focused ahead, too scared to look back, in case that slowed you down. The muscles in your legs started to burn and begged you to stop for a rest, yet you couldn't afford even a second to spare.

You couldn't see him, but you knew he was near. One wrong step was all it took for him to catch up with you and you were not one to give up without a fight. Pushing the last bit of energy you had left, you squeezed the middle of your night dress in your fists, lifting it and making it easier to make longer strides.

You could see it clearly now - the smallest house of the Uchiha compound, used for newlyweds before the massacre, now standing lonely as your only hope to hide. It was so close, that your arms instinctively reached forward, eager to touch the wooden rail as a sign of reached safety.

Just seconds before you could do that, two strong arms circled your waist, lifting you up in the air and turning you around. You thrashed and kicked in the person's embrace, successfully bringing both of you down, yet he somehow found himself on top of you, quickly pinning your hands above your head.

"Looks like I won", the words came out smugly of his lips, his breathing calm and collected, almost like he hadn't been chasing you around the compound for the last fifteen minutes, "again."

You, on the other hand, were still trying to compose yourself, your lips forming an unhappy pout. He seemed to find your expression amusing, as he lifted himself into a seated position, his pale lavender eyes boring intensely into your black ones.

“You cheated”, you accused him, wiggling under his weight in an attempt to free yourself from his strong hold, “You used the Byakugan.”

Your movements stopped, your body feeling too tired to fight back. His grip also eased but did not disappear completely.

“A bold accusation”, the corners of his lips lifted in a small smirk, “and totally untrue.”

Neji finally let you go, plopping on the grass next to you, his eyelids closing at the feeling of the gentle night breeze that kissed his warm skin. You couldn't help but sneak a glance at him, admiring his almost ethereal beauty. The moonlight was shining upon him, creating the illusion that his face was glowing, while his long dark hair formed a large halo around his head. The bandage around his forehead was gone, his curse mark now a sign of pride and self-acceptance, rather than shame.

He looked like an angel. And for you, he certainly was one.

Growing up as the youngest remaining member of the Uchiha clan, your path in life was pre-determined to be filled with hate and pain. A lonely path, which you could only share with Sasuke, who was just a year older when the massacre happened. Witnessing the death of everyone you loved led you to form a shared belief that the only true purpose in life is to get revenge.

Your brother must have known it was wrong, even when he was obsessed with the idea of hunting Itachi down himself. Why else would he try to shield you from the life of a shinobi, forbidding you from attending the academy? Why would he try to stop you from leaving Konoha with him, throwing hateful words at you in an attempt to push you away? Why would he battle Itachi by himself, crying in your arms afterward, seeking comfort and forgiveness for his actions?

If you could be described with one word, however, that would be stubborn. Which is why you never gave up on trying to train your jutsu techniques in secret from your brother, nor did you leave his side once he joined Orochimaru. Despite the creepy feeling of uneasiness and fear you felt during these years, you always stayed loyal to Sasuke and you shared a goal, even going as far as to fight his old comrades once they found you and tried to convince you to go back with them.

You were not nearly as strong as Sasuke, due to his overprotectiveness and attempts to stop you from developing your skills further, yet during your late teenage years you found your strength lied in your skill to manipulate, rather than your skill to throw punches.

Everyone wanted an Uchiha woman.

Maybe it was a sick dream or a competitive spirit that men had over who could capture the attention of the last pure-blood female wielder of the Sharingan. Or maybe they carried a false idea that by getting you, they would somehow manage to connect their clans to yours, thus contributing to a new generation of exceptionally gifted and skilful ninja.

Whatever the reason was, it was clearly not because any of them liked you or cared about you in the slightest. Half of them could not even remember your first name and the rest found your bloodline way more interesting than your personality.

But with your main goal being extracting information about Itachi, and later about Danzo, Obito, and Madara, you gladly entertained such illusions, charming them with your fake innocence and cunning methods of easing them into trusting you. Your increasing knowledge of using genjutsu has also made it easier for you to aid your brother, without the need to spill blood and physically get into a fight.

Something, which turned out to be extremely valuable, once you participated in the Fourth Ninja War.

"Hey...", Neji's voice brought you back to reality and you lifted your eyes to him, noting the slight crease of concern between his brows, "Are you feeling okay?"

You nodded your head, suddenly embarrassed by the fact he caught you zoning out while staring at him. Turning your body to the side, you laid your chin on one of your hands, while the other one reached out to brush a piece of hair that fell in the middle of his forehead.

"Yeah", you said quietly, giving him a small smile, "I am now."

He stared at you for a few seconds, trying to trace any signs of lying on your face, before his hand wrapper around yours and brought it from his forehead to his lips. A gentle kiss was laid on each of your knuckles and you suddenly felt your chest being filled with a pleasant warmth.

Kami, you could live a hundred lifetimes and you still wouldn't deserve this man!

The love that blossomed between you two was unexpected and powerful, sweeping both of you off your feet. What started as him reluctantly agreeing to help you and Sasuke settle back into the village's life after you were pardoned for your crimes, soon turned into a passionate love affair between both of you.

Sneaking out during the darkest hours of the night, communicating only with glances in public, and finding excuses to train in secluded places in the forest were now usual things for both. Sasuke realised long ago there was something going on between you two, especially after you refused his invitation to join him on his travels abroad and chose to stay by yourself in the large compound. Still, he never directly addressed it, happy that you found someone who was appreciating you for you, not for the last name you carried.

A few members of the Hyuuga clan also realised there was a reason for Neji's suddenly distant behaviour. Hinata, being the first to accidentally catch Neji sneaking past midnight out of his room and jumping over the neighbouring wall their family shared with the Uchiha property, was not really that shocked or surprised. She knew that her cousin has actually harboured some form of crush on you, after you selflessly protected him and Naruto during the war, and she was glad you returned his affection.

Hiashi, on the other hand, has also connected the dots and was far from happy. As the strongest young male of the clan, Neji was being groomed into one day taking over the position of the leader, something which both his daughters appeared too timid and weak to take over. His relationship with you, regardless if it was serious or not, was not only a risk to him, but to the whole Hyuga clan, who valued the purity of their family bloodline.

And while he never said anything to his nephew, he watched him through his window night after night, sneaking once the moon was high up the sky and coming back just minutes before sunrise. Something had to be done and it had to be done soon, before you became a bigger threat. Thankfully, Hiashi knew just how to deal with pests like you.

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"Are you coming tonight?", you murmured in his neck, your breath tickling the soft skin. The grip of his fingers tightened on your waist and you couldn't help but smirk after you felt his breath hitching, knowing well that if you looked up you would find a pink blush covering his cheeks.

Neji hummed, his lips trailing from your temple down to your cheek, landing a few light kisses while doing so. You squirmed at the ticklish feeling, a low chuckle leaving your lips. The man closed his eyes at the sound, which sounded like a music to his ears. He often imagined what it would be like to wake up to it, once you become his lawful wife. Would your children also carry such melodic and hypnotising voice? He really hoped so.

"When have I ever missed?", his brow lifted in question and your lips immediately stretched into a wide smile, before pressing themselves to his. He tasted sweet like honey and you found yourself getting lost in the feeling of his mouth moving against yours. Both of your heads tilted in the opposite directions at the same time, one of his palms gently cupping your jaw to keep your head steady.

After a minute, you both felt the need to inhale oxygen and pulled away from each other, the feeling of the lost of contact already making you whine.

"You are either going to be either my death or my paradise", his soft gaze landed on yours and he landed one more kiss to your mouth, before pressing his forehead to yours, "If I don't leave now, I will surely be caught. The majority of the elders wake up with the first rays of sunshine."

Knowing there was no point to argue or beg him to stay, you nodded your head, already feeling eager for the sun to go down so you can see your lover again. You wished you could proudly show your love to the world and claim him as yours, without having to hide and pretend. And while he has assured you before that he is ready to have your relationship public, you still felt insecure about how people and more importantly his family would react.

You may have been pardoned, but you were still considered an ex-criminal by the laws of the village. Many people were still cautious about you and Sasuke, raising the concern that inevitably you or the future generations of Uchiha would bring more trouble. Some of them tried to reason with the Hokage that it is best if you are forced to move outside the village. One of these people was also Hiashi, who also felt that due to the fact the Hyuga compound was neighbouring yours, they would have to more or less keep an eye on you, thus wasting valuable time and resources.

Given the obvious dislike of his uncle towards you and the fact that Neji was having enough stress in his preparation to become the next leader of the clan, you couldn't risk to taint his reputation or chances to finally rip he fruits of his years of suffering and hard work. So you kept insisting you meet in private, telling him you would be ready once a little bit more time passes.

"I love you", you whispered against his lips as your final goodbye, before stepping away and opening the door to the gardens. Neji's face visibly relaxed and he rubbed his nose against yours, his own little gesture of affection, which you knew carried twice as much feelings as any kiss.

"I love you, too", he replied, finally stepping outside and looking at the dark orange colour of the sky in the distance. He turned to you one last time, obviously wishing to steal just a few more seconds in your presence, "Get some rest. You haven't slept at all through the whole night."

You rolled your eyes and were about to reply that he had not slept at all as well, but the moment you opened your mouth, he was already walking towards the end wall you shared with the Hyuga. A small smile graced your lips while you watched him climb it, before disappearing on the other side. With his presence gone, the need for sleep caught up with you and you soon made your way towards your room, slipping under the warm blankets and into the world of dreams.

You were not sure for how long you were asleep for. Maybe it was an hour or maybe it was two, but what you knew was that it wasn't for long before you were forced awake by loud banging on your door. Your initial reaction was to ignore it - it was probably Naruto or Sakura, wishing to train with you or grab lunch. If you didn't answer after the first few minutes, they were bound to give up.

The banging, however, persisted and it became louder and louder the more you tried to ignore it. Letting a silent puff under your breath, you kicked your covers away and grabbed your dark blue house kimono from the chair next to you bed, before tightening it around your night gown. You lazily made your way towards the door, trying to rub away the sleep from your eyes.

You didn't had to try for long, since as soon you opened the door, you became wide awake and alert.

"Lord Hyuga?", what was supposed to be a greeting came out more as a question and the old man grumbled in response, his eyes travelling from your messy black locks down to your bare feet. You tried to fix your appearance a bit, pushing your hair back and putting on the first slippers you managed to locate, which happened to be Sasuke's.

"Uchiha", he said your last name with a sour expression on his face, "Can I come in?"

Realising you were yet to invite him in, you cleared your throat and nodded your head.

"Of course, please!", you moved to the side and Hiashi did not waste even a second before pushing past you and heading toward the first open door he saw, which happened to be the one of the living room. You closed the door, but not before you scanned the visible area in front of your house.

He seemed to have come alone. Weird.

“Can I get you anything, Lord Hyuga? Tea? Water?”, you tried to ignore the cold glare he was giving you, instead keeping your tone as polite as possible. The man shook his head, instead pointing toward the seat in front of him as a silent gesture for you to sit. Your eyes danced a few times between him and the chair before giving in at his request.

“You are a smart woman, which is why I’m going to cut straight to the point”, his posture straightened and his chest puffed a bit forward, an obvious way of him claiming the more dominant role in your dialogue, “I want you to leave Neji alone.”

Your eyes immodestly widened and your throat felt dry, squeezing around nothing. Your finger clutched the ends of your kimono belt, digging your nails into the soft fabric while your brain rapidly tried to come up with a response to his blunt words.

“Wh-what?”, you finally managed to let out the question, mixed with a nervous laugh, “I don’t know what you are talking about, Lord Hyuga.”

Were you supposed to admit to your affair? To deny it? Has Neji told him or did he somehow caught him in the act of sneaking? Many questions kept flooding inside your brain, the whole situation catching you completely off guard.

Hiashi clicked his tongue in annoyance, not appreciating the fake oblivion you were trying to sell him. “Typical Uchiha”, he thought to himself, before shaking his head.

“Your little tricks may work on my naive nephew, but I already have experience with the snakes from your clan”, he said harshly, looking you through narrowed eyes, “You are neither as cunning or sneaky as you think. I know you have been in a relationship with Neji for the past year and a half and I am here to tell you that whatever you have going on is ending tonight."

Losing your composure was something which almost never happened to you. Perhaps the years living among the biggest criminals in the world has hardened your personality and you knew how to keep yourself collected under pressure and threats.

But now, under his cold glare and harsh demand, you felt something inside of you snapped and your Sharingan involuntarily activated, the confused expression on your face now transformed into a serious one. You held his eyes and with a deep breath you relaxed the tight grip you had on your robe, laying your palms flatly on the table in front of you instead.

"Are you threatening me, Lord Hyuga?", your head tilted to the side, the dynamic between you clearly shifting, "Because last time I checked I have no reason to explain myself to you, let alone listen to your commands."

"Ah, there she is", he simpered, looking pleased with the fact he managed to provoke such a defensive reaction from you. Staring at your red eyes, he leaned forward, laying his own two hands opposite yours on the table.

"Maybe not", he shrugged his shoulders, "But I want you to think about my next question and give an honest answer."

A few seconds of silence followed, before he opened his mouth again:

"Do you believe, even for one second, that you would ever be good enough for Neji?"

The words hit your deeper than expected. Pressing your lips into a thin life, your whole body visibly tensed, the truth of his words suddenly hitting you like a ton of bricks.

Neji was a strong, hard-working and honest man, who had strong moral values and sense of loyalty. Did you deserve such a partner after everything you have done? No.

But you were not willing to give up on him either. You had no idea why fate made him fall in love with you, but you were not about to throw it away just because someone felt threatened by it.

Sensing that you won't reply to his question, Hiashi continued:

"You may have a few gifted exceptions such as Madara or your brothers, who all went down in a questionable path", he mused, "but the Hyuga remains being the strongest clan in Konoha. A position which we held and will continue holding due to our strong sense of community and the duty we feel to look after one another."

You couldn't help but raise your brow at his words and narrow your eyes.

"A duty which you did not feel toward the members of the branch family, including your own brother", you bit back, knowing where to hit so it hurts the most. Your verbal attack seemed to be successful, as his facial muscles hardened and his whole look became darker.

"There is no division in the family no more", he hissed through his gritted teeth, questioning how open Neji has been to you through the course of your relationship. You obviously had an insight of how the family used to work and while he felt he shouldn't hold that against his nephew, he couldn't help but feel betrayed by the fact the matter was discussed with an outsider.

"Not thanks to you", your tone matched his, "It is Neji who pushed for this change, it is him who will completely unite the Hyuga clan."

Hiashi chuckled dryly at your words, surprisingly nodding his head.

"And where is your role in this, you think?", pushing himself back into a straight position, he looked at you with humour in his pale eyes, maybe even a bit of pity, "A woman from a clan, famous for producing mentally unstable individuals, who either start wars or betray their village."

Your hands immediately tightened into fists, nails digging at the soft flesh of your palms. With a deep breath and teeth sinking deep inside your lower lip, you tried your best to control the rising rage inside your body.

"You don't know anything-"

"I know that even now you are barely holding back", he interrupted, his voice louder than before, "Do you think that we will not only let someone like you in the family, but also let them marry to the future leader of the clan? That we would risk having future heirs who possess the Sharingan, rather than the Byakugan?"

The sudden realisation of your potential future made you freeze. You never really though about children or how your future may look like, but it was now clear to you that Hiashi was, indeed, right.

As long as Sasuke found someone to settle with and produced heirs, your clan was bound to continue to exist and be restored. The Uchiha have powerful bloodline, which even when mixed with someone who is not part of the clan, overpowered the other genes. This why you knew that a few generations in the future, your family was about to be brough back to its original numbers prior to the massacre.

The Hyuga clan, however, could not risk their clan leader producing an Uchiha heir. While having pretty strong genes themselves, it was really a half-half chance what the child is going to be. Odds, which were not good enough, especially for a clan that valued purity so much.

The man stood up, making his way toward the door, while leaving you to think over his words.

"If you don't care about yourself and your reputation, which is damaged enough already anyway...", he stopped by the door, giving you one last look, "Then think about Neji. I may have no control over you, but I can promise you that he will not become the leader of the clan if you continue to pose a risk to our family, nor he will remain a member of it."

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The air felt colder than the previous night, dark clouds slowly floating and covering the bottom half of the moon. Leaning against the wooden railing of the main house's terrace, you starred up the sky, wondering what your life would be if you were born into a different lifestyle. With different parents, siblings and without the curse of hatred.

How easy life would be then... No rules, no regrets. Just freedom.

Soft fingers brushed your hair aside and you jumped at the feeling of someone standing behind you. Turning around you found Neji, who quickly retracted his hand once he noticed your jumpy reaction.

"My flower", he gently smiled at you, closing the distance and attempting to kiss your lips, but landing on your cheek instead after you turned your head last minute. Immediately furrowing his brows, he grabbed your face in his hands and turned it towards him, his eyes immediately noticing the lack of excitement that usually radiated from you every time you saw him.

"What's wrong?", the young man wasted no time enquiring, the bluntness of his words reminding you of that of his uncle. You tried to smile, but your heart did not allow you to fake your emotions before him. There was no point either way - Neji was excellent at reading people, especially you. Sometimes you felt he knew you better than you knew yourself.

"Walk with me", was all you replied, before stepping back and walking down the stairs. When you noticed he was not following, but remained in his place, you extended one of your hands toward him, "Please."

He stared at you unsure what he should do, but eventually he followed you, frowning when you retracted your hand before he could grab it. You walked in silence between the small houses forming the Uchiha compound, before he tried to quiz you again:

"Did I do something? Are you upset with me?"

You shook your head, your heart ripping apart inside of your ribcage at the thought that he was torturing himself with the idea that he had done something wrong. Your pain also increased knowing what were you about to do was going to crush both of your souls.

"Of course not", you denied, "I just... I really want to show you something."

Neji glanced at you again, not saying anything. One quality that you admired about him was his patience - he was not pushy or assertive, instead he always gave you space when he felt like you may need it. Just like he was doing now.

Reaching the end of the compound, you found yourself standing in front of small memorial temple, the Uchiha symbol, painted over the double doors, was now dusty and in places - completely missing.

"I haven't been here since I was a kid", you smiled sadly, going up the few steps and entering the small space with Neji following cautiously behind. He knew what the building was - his own clan had a very similar temple in their own compound, a way for the family members to seek guidance and comfort from their ancestors in times of great need. Unlike his, however, the Uchiha temple was dark, dusty and covered with webs - a sign that not only you haven't visited in a long time, but neither had Sasuke or any other person.

You made your way towards the middle, grabbing what was once a candle, but now was just a piece of melted white wax.

"I came here the day before me and Sasuke left the village", you said, your eyes moving up the large stone in the centre of the temple, where the names of all of the deceased Uchiha members prior the massacre were neatly written in a big list, "I asked for guidance, for some type of advice... yet I was met only with silence. Maybe this is why I found myself taking the wrong path."

Neji kneeled next to you, his hand finding yours and giving you an assuring squeeze of his fingers.

"Yet here you are", he calmly stated, his free hand wiping the dust away from the altar from where you picked the candle from, "You found yourself and you came back home. That is something that not everyone can do."

You let him hold you, his words of comfort making your eyes sting. Yet, you refused to cry, not wanting to scare him. Instead, you took a deep breath, before reaching to your dress pocket and getting out a new candle and a box of matches. You carefully placed it in the middle of the altar and lighten it.

You lifted your gaze towards the stone with names, the only one you recognized being the ones of your grandparents written right at the bottom. Your memories of them were somewhat lost in the fog of time, yet you tried your best to keep them alive in your mind, as well as the rest of your family.

"Maybe. But this is not why I brought you here", for the first time this evening you looked at him straight in the eyes, "I wanted to..."

The words died in your throat and Neji gave a gentle squeeze to your hand, a reassurance that you can take as long as you need to tell him whatever was on your mind.

"My flower, don't feel the need to-"

"I can't be with you anymore."

His hand suddenly withdrew as if your skin burned him and you desperately fought the instinct to reach out to him. He remained silent, studying your face with his brows furrowing more and more, till there was a deep crease between them.

"Y/N...", your name rolled out way too calmly for your liking, "Tell me what is going on."

Your face remained stoic, the fear of accidentally indicating even with the slightest twitch that you are lying paralyzing every muscle you had. Dragging your tongue across your dry lips, you took a deep breath, before repeating the same story you have been rehearsing for hours that day.

"My ancestors have showed me the truth", you stood up, gaze focused on the stone before you, "I have a duty towards the future generations to ensure the survival of my clan and my bloodline."

Your lover quickly followed your movements, but instead focused his attention on you. You heard him loudly gulp, before speaking:

"I assume the "truth" they have showed you does not involve me."

Neji has always been smart, often too smart for his own good. Which is why it didn't take him longer than few seconds to feel the direction in which you were trying to stir the conversation. You remained looking at one unspecific spot in front of you, still trying to contain the tears that threatened to spill any moment.

"With Sasuke gone, I am the one who is in charge of this clan", your back straightened more and more with each word, your body turning to face his, "It is my duty to ensure that the future leader will possess the Uchiha genes."

Something in his jaw worked and his eyes narrowed just a bit, a sign he was analysing something.

"Are you pregnant?"

A faint blush covered your cheeks at his question and you shook your head 'no'. You and Neji had been intimate a few times in the past, but you have always been careful.

"No, of course not!"

"Then why are you doing this?", his arms crossed in front of his chest, "Because you had a dream?"

The way he said it sounded almost mocking and you gave him a glare, suddenly feeling stupid after realizing how absurd it sounded. Maybe you should've come with a different story, about how you were going to travel with your brother or something.

"It was a guidance."

"Your ancestors didn't gave you a guidance when you needed it most and but suddenly they feel concerned if you future children are going to be Uchiha?"

His voice was getting lower, while his face remained serious, and you quickly understood that his patience was starting to run thin. Neji was an understanding man, but he was no fool - he knew when somebody was trying to lie to him, especially when that somebody was you.

"Perhaps the guidance comes when it is needed, not when it is sought."

"Don't lie to me!", his calm exterior cracked and he grabbed your hand, turning you toward him, "Everything was fine this morning and suddenly you feel like we are not good together anymore? All because of the idea of children, which we don't even have?"

"Does it not bother you?", your voice raised as well, "The idea that your successor may not be Hyuga? The idea that you would betray your clan?"

Neji remained silent and his hand slowly removed itself from you. A sudden wave of coldness hit you once his warm touch was gone. He studied your face, carefully examining each movement you made.

"Did anyone from my clan come to visit you?"

So he has put the pieces together. You should have expected this... It was now or never! You had one chance to execute your lie perfectly. C'mon, Y/N! You have been tricking men all your life, just calm your nerves, look into his eyes and... strike.

"We had fun time, Neji", a small apologetic smile danced on your lips and your hand reached to his crossed arms, laying on top of them, "But it is time to think about the future! And having fun is not enough for me to keep pretending anymore... The same way it was not enough for all these that tried before you."

The more you talked, the more distressed he started to appear. He was trying to hide it well, but the way he was biting the inside of his lips and the nervous twitch of his toes were enough for you to know how he really felt.

"You are lying...", it sounded like he tried to reassure himself, rather than confront you.

"I was", you shrugged your shoulders, "But not anymore. It is time to be honest with each other."

"You said you love me-"

"I said what I knew you needed to hear."

That triggered something in him and he looked at you with disgust, before stepping away from you. Turning his back, you could see him taking deep breaths in attempt to calm himself. You closed your eyes, unable to witness the pain you have caused him.

"The stuff they said about you...they are all true, aren't they?", his voice came out quiet and you almost missed it with the sound of the wind outside, "About how you tricked men, women and children, just to further the agenda of hatred you shared with your brother! How you used people's kindness only to stab them in the back once you no longer need them! How villages were burn and people were exiled, because they were foolish enough to trust you..."

You couldn't keep your tears anymore and you let out a loud sob, rubbing the sleeve of your top against your eyes. But unlike the usual comfort Neji provided in moments like this, the only thing he offered you was a glare mixed with disgust and anger.

"Why are you crying?", he rhetorically asked, scoffing at your behaviour, "Do you want me to feel bad for you? After you ripped my heart out and stomped on it just so you can have "fun time"?"

Choosing to move your eyes to your shoes instead, you watched your tears falling on the cold stone below. You always thought you knew what pain was having lost so much since such an early age... But what you felt at this moment was the most excruciating feeling you have ever experienced.

Shaking his head, Neji let out a sigh, before he closed the distance and wrapped one of his arms around your shoulder.

"Shit, I...", it was the first time you ever heard him swear and it surprised you, "You have no idea how much I hate you right now... and how much I hate myself for the fact I can't bear the sight of you being upset."

Your knees gave up under you and if it wasn't for Neji, holding you, you would've collapsed on the ground. Hearing him say he hate you was the final drop in the already overflowing pool of emotions you were feeling, but you couldn't be mad at him. You hated yourself too, probably more than he could ever do.

Staying intervened with each other, you tried to burn the feeling of his body against yours into your mind, so you had a bittersweet moment to cherish for the rest of your life. Because no matter what happened with you, Neji or even Hiashi, you knew that there was no going back.

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Weeks passed and Neji never came back, neither you saw him in public. You didn't even remember when he left on the day you ended your relationship, all you could remember was him carrying your tired body inside, before laying you down and leaving without another word.

Neji, however, saw you. Every morning when you were leaving your house for groceries. Every evening, when he was walking home with Lee and TenTen after training and he could see the outline of your silhouette walking around the house through your window.

The young Hyuga has always been somewhat reserved and cold, especially to people he didn't know. But since that day he started shutting everyone out - his teammates, his family, even his sensei. And no matter how hard they tried to reach out to him and find out what was going on, he refused to let anybody in, instead focusing all his energy in either doing solo missions or training.

The only person that could make sense of Neji's current state was Hiashi, who after a few weeks of watching his nephew push himself to the limit, decided it was time to have a talk with him.

"It is the Uchiha woman, isn't it?", he asked one day while watching over the compound with his hands clasped behind his back. He never even glanced at Neji, who looked at him with surprise, before pressing his lips into a thin line.

"I see", Hiashi said after the few seconds of silence, "They have this strange aura about them. It's almost like they are luring you in, trying to stray your attention away from what is really important... Her mother was the same."

The young man did not reply, instead eyed his uncle suspiciously. He waited for him to continue, but was met only with silence. After a while, he forced his gaze away and mimicked his position by moving his own arms behind him.

"I wouldn't know, uncle."

"Wouldn't you?"

It almost felt like time stopped and Neji held his breath. Hiashi continued to look ahead, appearing to all the other member of the family that passed by that he was just enjoying the peace of his own mind.

"That part of the wall that you kept climbing in order to sneak out is right under my window."

His nephew pressed his eyes closed and let out a small sigh. Did he feel disappointed because of the lack of care he was exercising? Yes. Was he surprised? No, not really. Hiashi seemed to have his way of knowing everything about the members of the clan - what were they doing, where were they, who were they with. Neji supposed this was one of his responsibilities as the clan leader.

"It is over, uncle", he said, feeling there is no point in lying or trying to come up with a story. The older man finally turned his attention to him, resting one of his hands on his shoulder.

"Then stop mourning over it", his finger gently squeezed Neji's shoulder, "She has made the right decision."

Hiashi offered the younger man a sympathetic smile, but in response he only received a blank stare. He could feel the muscles under his hand tense and he moved it away, feeling the hostile energy radiating from his nephew.

"How do you know it was her who made the decision?", Neji asked, his intuition already telling him the right answer.

For all the years he had the chance to observe his uncle, he has never seen him flustered. But now, as he was trying to convince him that he it was just a "guess", he noticed the red tips of his ears and the nervous twitch of his nose and he knew that for a fact he was right the first time.

A member of the Hyuga did indeed visit you.

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You whole life was built on dependency. A harsh realization, but true. First it was your brother, then it was Neji - there has always been someone who has acted as your safe place, someone you can rely on and be vulnerable in front of.

With your sibling gone and your lover feeling nothing else other than hate towards you, you felt more alone than ever. Sure, you still had some friends visiting you, like Naruto or Ino, but nothing could fill the large gap you felt in your chest.

Every time you got tempted to tell the truth, you quickly reminded yourself that you did this for Neji's own good. You felt silly and stupid for even entertaining the idea that your romance could blossom into a marriage. Maybe you should've pushed him away the moment he told you that he doesn't "date" casually and he has serious intentions toward you, despite being together for only 6 months.

"I've known you for years", he said that day, "and 6 months are more than enough for me to know that there is no one else I want to spend my life with."

That was a year ago and you shouldn't know better. In a world build on old customs and traditions, where the only pursuit was power, there was no place for love.

7 weeks, 3 days and 13 hours have passed since you last saw the young Hyuga. You didn't want to count every passing minute, but it seemed your brain was automatically doing it for you as a reminder as to when have you committed the biggest mistake of your life.

You remained laying on your bed, eyes trained on a small black line on the wall. The memory of how it got there was fresh in your mind - you and Neji were making a list of all the places you wish to travel to one day, when you both started arguing if the Land of Water should be one of them. A verbal bickering soon turned into a tickling fight and you accidentally scratched your pen against the wall, leaving a mark on it. You were angry at him for making you leave such an ugly scratch on the white paint back then, but looking at it now you appreciated it as one of the few things that reminded you of him.

A loud knocking sounded around the house and you buried your head in your pillow.

"Not again, Naruto!", you groaned, your voice muffled in the soft material. The blonde has noticed you have been very cold and melancholic lately, thus making it its own personal mission to come and try to get you out of the house every single day. While you knew he had good intentions, you couldn't help but find his constant visits a bit annoying.

The knock sounded again and you huffed, standing up and throwing on yourself the first house robe you found laying nearby. Making your way downstairs the sound kept getting more persisting, as if the person on the other side was starting to lose their patience.

"Kami, Naruto, are you trying to break my door-", the words got stuck in your throat once you saw who was visiting you, "Neji?"

The man pushed his way past you, rubbing both his hands over his face. His usually perfect attire was wrinkly, his long hair was all over the place and the dark circles under his eyes hinted that he hasn't slept well for a while.

"You lied to me!", he exclaimed, the sudden loudness startling you, "You tried to sell me this stupid story of yours about your ancestors, and your guidance, and your future heirs... And it was so obvious you made it all on the spot! I can't believe I fell for all this nonsense!"

You remained quiet, not sure if he does expect any type of answer or explanation from you or if he just wanted to rant.

"Why did you not tell me he visited you?", he asked, turning towards you with angry eyes and you didn't need clarification about who "he" was. You didn't know how or when, but Neji must have found out about his uncle's visit to your house.

"Should I tell you every time someone drops at my house?", you wanted to light up the mood a bit, but given the annoyed glare the young man gave you, it seemed he did not appreciate your attempt for a joke. You let out a sigh, walking over to the living room:

"What difference would that have made?"

Neji followed you, letting a scoff at your words and crossing his arms.

"It would have given me the opportunity to tell you that you are absolutely out of your mind for listening to him", he argued, his voice cracking in the end. Never have you seen Neji so stressed and unable to control himself, and it did break your heart all over again to witness it.

"He just wants the best for you and the clan."

"If he did, he wouldn't have abolished the branch system so late", he countered straight away and you shut your mouth, knowing you can't argue with that point, "He is old and bitter man, who is so unhappy he tries to make everyone else unhappy."

The shock from his words must have been evident on your face, because Neji let out deep exhale, before crouching in front of you and taking your hands in his.

"I see you", his voice was now gentle and he looked into your eyes, "I don't care for your name or for your Sharigan, or for what you did in the past... I see the real you... and I love you."

The tears you have been fighting finally started sliding down your face and he got up from his position, cupping your cheeks and wiping them with his thumbs.

"I don't deserve... you", you hiccupped, resting your hands on top of his, "And I can allow for you to give up on the clan position because of me, I-"

"I don't care if I become a leader of the Hyuga or not", he interrupted you, eyes seeking yours, "I will give it up without a second thought if that means I can be with you."

"But if we have children-"

"I don't care about that, even if they had an additional third eye on the forehead and all of them were possessing the Sharingan", he assured you, caressing your now damp cheeks. After a second, he added:

"Okay, maybe I would care a little bit, but that is because it would freak me out if they have a third eye on their forehead."

A small laugh made its way past your lips and Neji smiled in return, wrapping his arms around you.

"I am sorry. I shouldn't have said the stuff I said about you."

"Don't be!", your face buried in his chest and you inhaled deeply the lavender smell you grew to love so much, "I should be the one apologizing, I... I just wanted to do what is the best for you. I wanted to protect you."

Neji whispered a quiet "I know" in your hair, while laying a few gentle kisses on top of your head. He kept you close to his body, relieved he finally had the opportunity to hold you again. If it wasn't for the sound of his heartbeat right next to your ear, you would have thought that all of this was just another one of your dreams.

"We are going to be okay", he mumbled, his hands rubbing your back up and down, "As long as we are together, we are going to be okay."

You hummed at his words, before moving your head and looking into his eyes. You have never noticed before, that despite despite the pale colour, there were still different shades of light blue, pink, purple and white in them. Almost like they were holding a small universe behind, you suddenly felt overwhelmed with all the love you felt for this man.

"I see you, Neji Hyuga", you repeated his earlier words, "and I love you."

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queenuchiha89 · 1 year ago

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If requests are open can I request an itachi x little sister fic where he noncons her and forces her to call him onii-chan?🤤

I am happy to oblige! Enjoy! 👹

*** NSFW ***

*** TW.NONCON ***

*** 18+ MINORS DNI ***

⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️

This story contains noncon, incest, forced breeding, humiliation, degredation, and pet names. Viewer discretion is STRONGLY advised!

She grunted under the weight of her older brother, and squirmed as she tried to push him off of her. It was useless. He outweighed her by nearly 50 pounds- all 50 of which- were pure muscle. There was no chance of her escaping our from under him, and she knew it. In defeat, she began to silently cry as he looked down at her with a malicious smirk. "Itachi why are you doing this?!" She cried out, shaking and terrified by her brother's aggressions towards her. Itachi pinned his sister's arms down to the bed, and forced on of his legs up between hers, opening them. "because you need to learn that a little sister's purpose... Is to serve her older brother..." He growled as he licked the tears off of one of her rosy cheeks. Her eyes grew wide in fear, as she could feel the fully hard length of his manhood pressing against her now bare stomach, and she realized what he was about to do to her. "i-itachi no! Please don't!" She cried tears streaming down her cheeks. Her cries fell on deaf ears, however. She knew it was just them at home and not many members of the clan currently at the compound. She did the her best to fight off the elder Uchiha, but she was fighting a closing battle. Within an instant, Itachi had positioned himself against the virginal opening of his sweet sister, looking down at her with a sick ferocity in his eyes. Itachi pushed his long thick cock slowly inside his sister, and she cried out in pain as itachi stretched out her virgin walls. Itachi's head fell in pleasure, savoring his sister's tightness while she writhed in pain.

Itachi began thrusting into her hard, the head of his cock pressing firmly against her cervix with every stroke. He reached down to brush the hair out of her face as she cried. "Don't cry little sis... Soon you're going to love your Onii's cock filling up that tight little pussy of yours!" Itachi said, thrusting now more viciously than before. His little sister whimpered as her stomach tightened, a strong orgasm building deep within her core, much to her horror. She shook her head back and forth violently, trying to hold back her orgasm, To not give him the satisfaction... But Itachi knew. He smirked down at her as he watched her try to fight the growing sensation. "You're going to cum aren't you?? You are a little slut aren't you??" He mocked as he felt his own orgasm beginning to pique. He grabbed her hips firmly, and looked deep into his little sister's eyes. "Call me onii-chan, little sister. I know you want to." Itachi grunted out with each thrust getting more and more aggressive and erratic. She shook her head in protest, still trying to will away her orgasm and failing, but Itachi grabbed her by the throat and activated his sharingan, forcing her to look into his eyes. "do it... Or I'll kill you right now..." He growled. Terrified and defeated by her older brother, she looked up at him and whined "o-onii-chan!" As she did her body shook and trembled as her orgasm ripped through her body, her brother's cock twitching inside her as he spilled his seed directly into her womb.

Itachi kept his cock inside her, letting it go soft, careful not to let a single drop of his seed be wasted. "you're going to be mine. I just made sure of that..." He said with a darkness in his eyes she had never seen before. He pressed his hand to her stomach just above her mound. "My little sister is going to be a mommy now..." He took her face in his hand and forcefully kissed her pouty lips. "Tell onii you love him... " He said his sharingan still activated. She swallowed hard "I-i love you... Onii-chan..." She said sniffling through tears. "good girl." He kissed her forehead. "Now go clean up before everyone gets back. If you do what I say, I'll give you more tonight when everyone's asleep..." He walked out without another word, leaving her feeling helpless and ashamed.

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bakugoushotwife · 2 years ago

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inextricable (sasuke x reader)

a/n: just gonna dip my toes in the naruto water..see what we think. It's been so long since I watched Shipudden so if I get something wrong...no I didnt xoxo. this is definitely gonna need a second part, I wanna see if anyone likes it before I get too ahead of myself.

summary: Itachi spared two souls that night, his brother and the sister of the man he held most dear. No one can find the second Uchiha, no one can find out that there is a pureblood male and female still alive, ones that were born to be...inextricable.

pairings: sasuke x reader, maybe some naruto x reader if you squint

warnings: mentions of blood and death, angst!!! asshole Uchiha nonsense, dad mode Kakashi, reader is a bully lmfao, uhhhh long as shit

wc: 7840

next final

You were born to be best friends. At least, that’s what each of your parents had in mind. When Hae Uchiha told Mikoto that she was once again pregnant, the latter practically jumped for joy. She was a few months along with another boy, and she imagined your mother’s next child would make a perfect pal for her second born. Itachi and Shisui got along famously, the two borderline inseparable.

Mikoto extended her hand to cover Hae’s not-yet showing stomach. “How far along?” She asked with a warm smile on her lips.

Hae closed her eyes and returned the same embraceful grin. “Just a few months, she should be born soon after your boy!”

“She! How exciting, I’m sure Sasuke will protect her for her whole life! Have you decided on a name yet?”

“Y/N…I always dreamed of naming my daughter Y/N.”

Mikoto returns her hand to her own stomach, her bump showing through. “That’s beautiful, Sasuke and Y/N…yes, they’ll be another version of our Itachi and Shisui!”

Hae beamed, knowing that her daughter would have a forever ally.

Well, she had hoped, anyway.

Nonetheless, you and Sasuke never spoke. He went out of his way to stay out of your path and you did the same for him. Truth be told, there was a great reason. There was hurt, and anger, and most forcefully, the fear, and what you had to do to hide.

You had been friends, once. Just like your mothers had wanted, from birth, the two of you became inseparable. Where Shisui was a few years older than Itachi, feeling like an older brother to two now; Sasuke was only a few months your senior, making the two of you closer than even your own siblings.

Make no mistake, Shisui’s love for his younger sister was widely known and highly regarded. One might mistake you as his own daughter, if he wasn’t just nine years old. You were a much anticipated gift to the boy, he had been begging for a sibling for years. And his parents tried and tried to fulfill this wish, overjoyed when it came true. You truly were the pride of your branch, as hard as it may be to believe with Shisui’s reputation. Itachi was always kind, about six years older than you. Itachi would often babysit the two of you, being the perfectly responsible young man he was. Itachi was just happy to see Sasuke happy, and bonus points for you as well. He seemed oddly relieved that Sasuke had someone to grow attached to.

So you were, for about six years. You learned to walk together, he learned how to spell your name before he learned to spell his own, you refused to take naps without him. Once, Shisui and Itachi built little tricycles for the two of you, Sasuke’s purple and yours green. You rode those tricycles all over the village, laughing in the hot Konoha sun. You would traverse to the mountains and collect fruits to bring back for your mother to bake into sweet pastries. It was magical, it was perfect. Until that infamous night.

That fateful night, the night that tore apart mind and soul, body and spirit. You thought it couldn’t get any worse. A hole had been left behind when Shisui died, something irreparable and ever painful. You couldn’t call it a void, for it was too powerful. It was nearly two years ago now, your tiny body and soul already weighed down with his loss. It created a rift between you and Sasuke, too. Itachi was blamed for his death for a while, and it hurt even more to feel so alone. You felt like you were drowning and no one was there to pull you back up, no one to even notice you slipping away…

You had grown numb to the life that was without Shisui and Sasuke, you went to training and classes like you were supposed to. You did what you were told at home, your parents just as much a shell of themselves as you were. Everything that was colorvision faded to dull grays and empty blacks. Where you once saw beauty, you saw injustice. Where there was once love there was now ugly pain that had rooted, hatred growing in its place. Hatred for who? For Shisui, for dying? For Sasuke, for letting rumors pull you apart? For the forces of the universe that caused it all to begin with? You weren’t quite sure, maybe it was a mixture of all three.

When you came home that evening, it took you a moment to realize. The house had been quiet since Shisui passed, there was simply no joy without him. Yet still, you were used to the sound of your father’s footsteps shuffling through the kitchen, the clink of dishes. The sound of your mother turning pages in her book–everything was silent. Eerily so. A dread washed over you, familiar with the haunting ache. What was left of your heart sank in your stomach as you realize there was blood on the walls. Your breathing became rapid and shaky, you crept down the hall, hoping it was some cruel joke from the village or–or maybe it was paint!

There was no humor in what laid before you that night. Your parents lay slumped over, almost like they were sleeping. Kagami laid propped up against the wall, seated perfectly on the floor with his head tucked into his chest. Your mother’s head lay in his lap, her torso twisted at an awkward angle, legs sprawled.

Tears cloud your vision immediately. You could feel your knees wobble and buckle, seemingly too heavy for yourself all of a sudden. You fell forward, hands and knees catching you and making a sickening squelch. You realize the stickiness soaking into your skirt was blood, the dark red blood of your parents. You scream. It’s more of a wail, your entire body wracked with emotion so strong, your eyes begin to burn. It hurts, it gives you a headache, and when you force your eyes open again, the world looks different. It felt…slower. You can see a glistening trail of what you can identify as chakra, it glows all over the house, coming in through a window and leaving through the front door. This had happened before, when Shisui died. Your sharingan was activated for the first time. This was different, it felt like a new level. You pull yourself up, running at the door. You throw it open and run into the street, tracking the chakra house to house where you only find more slumped over bodies. The entire clan, everyone…they’re gone. They’ve been slaughtered, every last one. You can’t bear it when the chakra trail leads you down Sasuke’s path, knowing you would find the last of your home in there. You never got to make amends, never got to reunite. Sasuke would be dead, just like everyone else you ever cared for.

You’re stopped in your tracks when you see a figure in the street, you notice glowing red eyes, the pattern so familiar you couldn’t help but gasp. “I-itachi?” Your chin wobbled, the tears coming back as you ran closer, relieved to find someone alive, someone you know.

“Back away, child.” His voice thundered, it chilled you to the bone. He had never spoken to you like that.

“Itachi, it’s m-me! Y/N, you know me! I-I’m scared Itachi!” You plead with him, the new vision of yours highlighting the blood on his clothes the closer you got to him.

“The second tomoe..” He revered, a nod of approval following, just as quick as it came, the familiarity left. He was icy again when he spoke, “You should be scared. You’ve realized what I’m capable of.”

You fall back, astonished. This couldn’t have been, no, you refuse to believe such a thing. Itachi wasn’t…capable of this? He looked as if he was going to speak again, but another figure moving rapidly towards you grabbed his attention. It was Sasuke, alive after all.

“I don’t believe it!” Sasuke said, tears streamed down his face, “This is too unlike you, Big Brother. I mean…” He looked around wildly, finding solace in your presence, relief. You couldn’t help the tears, the same relief he had coursing through your own mind. Itachi had spared you both, but why?

“You have the potential to become my opponent.” He directed his voice to his younger brother, ignoring you completely for the time being. “You are someone who could be able to use Mangekyo Sharingan just like me…” The wind blew ceremoniously, whipping up leaves from the ground and sacrificing them to the sky, to the full moon that was the only light to go by. “However, on one condition…that you must kill your closest friend..Just like I did.” His gaze flickers to you then, making Sasuke’s eyes widen.

Sasuke gasps, as do you. Itachi really did kill Shisui. He has now killed your entire family. Your brother, his best friend, died senselessly to the little brother he never had. You were wrecked, this realization makes your head spin, the boy you’ve known since birth…Itachi Uchiha was a cold blooded killer, and your life was forever destroyed because of him.

“That was…your doing?” Sasuke’s brows knit together in shock and confusion. “Big Brother, you…killed Shisui?”

“That’s right…and because of that I obtained these eyes.” Itachi replied stone-faced. As if you needed the confirmation, but hearing the words from his very mouth absolutely ruined whatever remained of your soul. You felt your eyes burn once again, the vision skewing, leaving you momentarily blind before you blinked and everything was clear again. It was clearer than before, you could sense the movements of two brothers before they did them, this shouldn’t be possible. You had just awoken your second tomoe minutes earlier, had you already gained the third through this extreme emotional distress? There was rigorous training involved to level up your eyes, you could feel the drain it put on your body as it began to sway in the wind, feeling light. You couldn’t hold on much longer, you knew that, but you were in danger…and so was Sasuke, you had to fight for consciousness.

“If you attain these eyes, you will become the third person including myself to utilize the Mangekyo Sharingan. However,” He turns abruptly, startling you both. “Neither of you are worth killing. And one day, Sasuke, when you have the same eyes I do…come and stand before me!” Itachi challenges, his eyes swirling into his familiar triangular pattern.

“And you…” Itachi says, beckoning you forward with the point of his finger. “Come here, child.” He says, issuing an order. Sasuke makes a strangled struggling noise before he falls to the ground, the emotional distress leveling his eyes too fast as well. He was in a genjutsu, you realize, by the sounds he was making on the ground, crying out in agony.

“Let him out of that! I’ll go with you, I won’t fight. Let him out.” You plead, not in the position to make any demands yourself. Even fighting wouldn’t get you out of this, Itachi was far too powerful, you could never hope to escape.

Itachi chuckled dryly and shook his head. “No. He needs this. He will foster hatred and turn it into immense power. You…you have to be hidden.” He says, his voice in a dream-like state. He was thinking deeply, wondering what he should reveal to you. Enough to keep you alive, and nothing more. “You will stay away from Sasuke…until it’s time. No one can know your identity. It’s imperative you understand this, child.” He says, and if you didn’t know any better you would think he was panicked. Itachi kept calling you that, child, as if he were not. He was only 14, but he clearly felt much older.

You were confused, but didn’t even know where to start asking him questions. He didn’t wait for a response, just sweeping you up in his arms and jumping from rooftop to rooftop until he was in the trees with you, Sasuke long abandoned on the outskirts of the village. Itachi was taking you somewhere, apparently to be hidden. “Itachi-san–please, I’m scared, I don’t understand!”

“You need to be scared! You have to understand. Force yourself to. They can’t know that I left you alive, they know Sasuke will live…they can’t know that you do as well…it would be most troublesome…” Itachi explains without explaining a single thing. Who are “they”, and what involvement do they have in this? “A male and a female Uchiha could save the clan, they will not let that happen. I owe this to Shisui.” Itachi says quietly, dropping down in front of someone’s door.

A man opens the door before Itachi can make a single noise. He was waiting for Itachi, you realize.

“Here she is.. Train her to be strong, stronger than you. Keep them apart, keep them safe.” Itachi pleads, or as close to it as he can get. He sets you down, letting you see your new caretaker for the first time.

“I understand, Itachi. It’s best if you get a move on, they’ll be on your scent soon.” The taller man says, the cover of the night obscuring your vision of him.

Itachi nods, taking one last look at you with a trace of pain in his eyes. You look down at your feet, not sure what to make of the situation, everything happened so fast. “Thank you, Captain.” Itachi says with a curt nod before disappearing into a puff of smoke.

It was silent. The wind blew again, whipping your hair into your face and pushing the clouds across the moon like it was a normal night. You begin to cry, everything so overwhelming you couldn’t help but do anything else. You’ve lost everything. Your family is dead, every single one. You, the sole survivor, have been placed with a stranger by the very man that murdered everyone you love. The last person alive that you care for is trapped in a genjutsu, lying on the pavement outside the house of his murdered family.

The man crouched down to be on your level. He looked young, but you couldn’t really tell. His face was mostly covered, his shinobi headband covering his left eye and a black mask pulled over the lower half of his face. The most notable thing about him was his tall and spiky gray hair. His one brown eye looked at you sadly, and at once you knew he understood. You felt more at ease nearly immediately. You were still wary, after all he seemingly knew what was going on and had worked with Itachi. But the look in his eye and the expressive way he puts his hands on either arm of yours makes you feel safer. He knew sadness too, you recognized it in him.

“Hello, little one. I know this has been…a horrible night, to understate…but you’re strong. You’re safe now, I’m Kakashi, and I’ll make sure of that.” He nodded determinedly, searching your expression for your next move. He frowns under his mask as you cry, unsure of how to console a young girl at his age of twenty two years.

“What’s wrong with your face?” You ask, sniffling out your sentences and wiping viciously at your eyes. Your mind was all over the place, you didn’t want to think of this night anymore but the only other thing you could ponder was why the man in front of you dressed like that.

He chuckled earnestly. “Oh!” He pushed his headband up to reveal a long scar running lengthwise over his eye and down his cheek to where the mask starts, but most strikingly a sharingan sat in the eye he kept covered. The sharingan consumes a massive amount of chakra for non-Uchiha wielders, so you gather that the eye was given or stolen almost immediately.

“That’s partially why he left you with me. I can help with some of your training. You’re in luck, little one. The Hokage has just released me to be a jonin Sensei. So you’ll get first class training living with me. I…I know I can’t replace what you’ve lost, or hell..even understand what you’re going through.” Kakashi slipped his mask down just for you in this moment, wanting to earn the trust of his new foster child. “I will protect you and make you strong, smart, and ready for this world. It’s you and me now. I set up a room for you..” he adds rather sheepishly, sliding his mask back up after a nervous smile. “We can..make changes to it as time goes on, I wasn’t sure what would best be suitable for a girl of your age.”

You blink at him,eyes still bleary from leftover tears. You wipe at your eyes, your own sharingan taking in his full appearance and making a mental note. His half-baked motivational speech was partly moving, and you could tell he was genuine in this. You tilt your head to the side to analyze him further. He was young, taking on a six year old at his age was surely difficult. He was nervous, you could see that much, but his chakra was powerful and in a way, calming.

“What about Sasuke?” You managed as he opened the door to his place.

Kakashi sighs. “He will be taken care of, don’t worry. We have to keep you separate for now, it’s for the best. When you start school it may be different. Do you remember what Itachi said?” He asks, partly wondering what all the boy even told you.

You nod. “He said they can’t know he left me alive. I don’t know who they are though.” You say, feeling everything all the time all at once. Pain, numbness, sadness, fear, nervousness and wonder. Your eyes were wide and your sharingan kept glowing, a red beacon in the dark night. You looked inside the home, small and neat. It looked like…a real place, which surprised you for some reason. With the night’s events it was becoming difficult to predict what would happen next, in your mind he was going to open the door to a slaughterhouse or some medical lab for testing. You were relieved to see it was a completely normal apartment. The young man led you to a decently sized bedroom right across the hall from the bathroom. It was decorated haphazardly, pink cherry blossom wallpaper was slapped on the wall, a little bed covered up with pink blankets sat in the middle of the room. There was even a closet outfitted with a few changes of clothes, luckily regularly colored. It was a nice effort, you recognized. It was natural for any young man to assume a six year old girl would love pink. Your favorite was green. It reminded you of rolling down hills and the bushes you would pluck fruit from, the trees the sun peeked over, the tricycle your brother built…and Sasuke’s was purple.

“I hate pink.” You say solemnly, feeling bad almost immediately, he had tried to think of your comfort and here you were, being rude. “B-but it looks nice! Thank you…” You looked to him a bit confused on how you should address him.

“Kakashi, that’s fine for now.” He rubbed the back of his head nervously, feeling a bit embarrassed for giving you a stereotypical girl room. It was clear that there was nothing to be assumed about you. “What color do you prefer, in that case? I can work on a replacement tomorrow.” Kakashi offered with a closed-eyed smile.

“Purple.”

Kakashi followed through on his promise. The next time you went into your room, the walls were painted a deep plum, the covers that decorate your bed were as purple as the evening sky after the sun had left, and on a table you noticed a few more trinkets and accessories. There were hair ties and clips, little earrings and a purple headband. He heard the word purple and ran with it. Kakashi wasn’t sure why he displayed all this effort, well he had an idea.

He had knocked against your open door, just to alert you to his standing there. You still looked so sad. It had only been a day after all. At least you had stopped crying, he would happily take the progress. He leaned against the doorway, arms folded over his chest. “I hope some of those things make you feel a little more at home, Kurenai helped me pick them out…” He mentioned, once again, scratching at the back of his head nervously.That was his nervous tick, you noted.

“Thank you, they’re pretty..” You say with a small smile, reaching for the headband and slipping it over the long black locks signature of your clan, luckily it was also a common characteristic of the citizens of the Stone village. That’s the story, anyway. Kakashi found you on a mission while in Iwagakure. You were newly orphaned, and had no one else to take you in. Which, now that you think about it, isn’t much of a lie at all. You were new to the Leaf village, and Kakashi was your young and kind foster father. It gave him a reason to change, and he didn’t know if he liked that yet; he did know that he wanted you to grow into a powerful kunoichi, and he had no doubt you could accomplish that.

He cleared his throat. “You know, Y/N…I..” He hesitated, wondering if it was worth mentioning at this moment. He sighed out and continued. “I lost my father when I was six, as well. I don’t pretend to know everything you feel, but I do understand some of your pain. You can talk to me, when or if you ever want to. I’ll listen.”

You look to your feet, the tears pooling in your eyes again. His kindness was overwhelming at times, you hadn’t expected him to be so warm. He just retired from the Anbu after all, and you were old enough to know what that meant. You nod your head after a minute, picking up a purple fuzzy stress ball. You squeeze down, finding it helps temporarily.

“Mhm, I will..thank you for being here.” You mutter out after a few beats.

“A-Alright. We’ll go out for dinner around 7. I’ll come get you.” Kakashi hummed pleasantly, touched by your gratefulness.

You were thankful that you wound up with someone like Kakashi. Last you’d heard, Sasuke was set up in a nice apartment, well taken care of and monitored by Lord Third himself. But he was alone, and that worried you. He was sure to become a cold shadow of the former joyous boy he had been, just as you are. But even you had another person around, someone to at least distract you from the constant pain. Sasuke didn’t have that, he didn’t even know if you were alive. The last thing he saw was his older brother sweeping you up and leaving with you.

The purple made you feel better. It helped you feel just a little closer to where he was. You hoped he would make friends with the kids in his building, if there was any. You hoped he could power through and find happiness in the little things. Would he try to remember you? Find you, even? Your heart ached, you physically covered it with your hand and winced.

You decided you hate Itachi. That you would do everything and anything it took to get to him and kill him. You came from a powerful line of the clan too, Shisui was a prodigy and the youngest to ever awaken his sharingan before you did it at four from his death. You committed, promised yourself in Kakashi’s apartment that you would train until your eyes bled, you would master genjutsu just as Shisui had, you would master chakra control. You would learn everything Shisui had mastered, and you would kill Itachi the same way he had killed your brother.

Little did you know that Sasuke had made himself the same promise. He would avenge his family, your brother in your honor, he would become a worthy opponent and he would use Mangekyo to kill the man that had caused all this pain.

He was beyond lonely, there was no word to describe the hell he was living. He relived his parents’ death again and again, trapped in a genjutsu by his older brother. But the nightmare was reality. He had no one, everything was destroyed. The only person left was missing at best, dead at the worst. Even once he was released from the genjutsu’s chakra control, the only thing burned into his eyelids was the scene of his parents' slaughter. The only thing he can hear is the sound of your tears as Itachi admits to killing your brother, it’s miserable.

Why did Itachi spare them both, did he really just want to fight? Well, Sasuke could give him that. He couldn’t wait to start the academy, to refine his talents and find a rival and friend that could fulfill his needs for the Mangekyo Sharingan his brother wants him to have so badly. There wasn’t a reality that existed where he would kill you for it, as his brother insinuated. He was sure that his new friends would suffice, when the time came.

Kakashi had arranged for him to proctor your bypass exam the following year. The rules for the Academy aren’t concrete, and you were a prodigy after all. Kakashi stressed your physical prowess and shadow clone jutsu to get you through the Academy in just one year, passing your genin exam easily.

Over time, your numbness had resided. You found yourself motivated by revenge and desire for rebuilding what was taken from you. Kakashi was a friend and mentor, and he helped you train your eyes and genjutsu regularly. He had to, as you weren’t allowed to display this power outside of the training grounds with no one else around. You had to train harder over the next few years, both your sharingan abilities and those you would use to cover your identity.

Kakashi and yourself had landed on a plant style jutsu, where you could summon different plants, both poisonous and strangling variations. It reminded many of Hashirama Senju’s wood style jutsu. Your chakra control was impressive, and your inclination toward medical nin was just another tool in your arsenal. You owe most of this to your mentor, who, so far, has followed through on his promise to make you as strong as he can.

He was impressed by you, a prodigy indeed. It was no surprise you were Shisui’s younger sister. He wondered how you could have absorbed so much from him since he passed when you were so young, now a girl of twelve. He can’t believe he’s had you in his charge for six years now, and how you’ve grown in that time. He cared for you like his own child, even though he was not much older than a kid himself when he decided to take you in.

It was hard work, especially now. He had been assigned as Sasuke’s sensei, along with two other promising shinobi. He was splitting most of his time between his new team and the child he’s been training for years. He found it hard to hand you over to Kurenai, even though the woman was somewhat familiar with your delicate case. She didn’t know your true identity, as Kakashi would never risk that knowledge to anyone, but she had helped Kakashi with the more delicate matters of your girlhood your entire life. He had kept you in his own training since you graduated the academy, it was time for you to join a team and attempt the chunin exams. He knows you’ll pass easily, so why is it that he’s so nervous?

Because he knows the days of keeping you and Sasuke apart are over. He knew he wouldn’t be able to prevent it forever, but he wasn’t ready for you to revisit that time in your mind. He didn’t wan your hard work to crumble once you faced your old friend again, under the guise of an adopted Hatake. Would Sasuke call you out immediately? He hadn’t been given the same warnings to stay away, as far as Kakashi knew. The boy was angry, and he was boiling over with immense talent. He had been working with the boy on chidori and other sharingan practices that he had once done with you. Kakashi knew that there was nothing he could do to prevent Sasuke from seeking revenge, and it bothered him…deep down inside he knew you were the same way, your anger tamed to your own mind. You were quiet all the time, your chakra a lime green–just a few shades lighter than your brothers. He could feel your emotions and recklessness bubble inside you. It was just a matter of time, but the seasoned shinobi worried what would come of the girl once she was faced with the Lone Uchiha, and what would come of him when he saw her.

You were first. The beginning match was you against a girl named TenTen. You thought she looked silly. Ridiculous, almost. Her speciality was weapons, you heard her talking about it as all the chunin hopefuls piled into the colosseum type building. As far as you could tell, she had no special control of chakra or any impressive jutsu. This would be over quickly.

The two of you stepped forward, the sound of your first name making Sasuke’s heart stop. He looked over at the scene, brows knitting together in confusion. His teammates, Naruto and Sakura started whispering about the match. But they truly don’t know how to whisper, Sasuke tuning into their every word. Y/N? Hatake…? It looked like you, at least close to what he could remember. But you were definitely an Uchiha, and surely he would have known if you were living in the village this whole time?

“Kakashi Sensei’s daughter?” Naruto asked with a sense of disbelief. “I didn’t know Kakashi Sensei had a family!” He adds.

Sakura slaps him lightly on the arm. “He rescued her from the Stone! She was six when her parents died and the villagers were just too busy to take care of her, that’s what I heard.”

Sasuke arched his brow in curiosity. Kakashi really hadn’t mentioned you, and the way you walked around the battle ring piqued his interest. You were confident, cocky even. You let TenTen throw a few exploding kunai at you, easily outjumping them. You weren’t using sharingan, he noted, but there was no mistaking that smirk. That truly hadn’t changed a bit, your features easily identifiable to him. It seems like Kakashi attempted bleaching your hair at one point, but it had grown out now. You had dark black roots, your eyes big and dark brown. It was you, there was no argument to be made otherwise. You chuckled at TenTen, making her scrunch her nose up in anger. She charged at you with another kunai. You grasped her wrist, quickly turning it and making her drop the weapon, kicking her hard in the stomach, sending her flying through the air.

The crowd gasped, knowing the other girl would be seriously hurt if she landed on the hard ground from that height, the power of your chakra control something to be feared. You closed your eyes and weaved a hand sign. Out of nowhere, a giant lilypad caught TenTen, keeping her from serious harm. As the crowd sighed with relief, everyone watched more vines burst free from the ground, tying the opponent to the lilypad without any fuss.

Needless to say, you won the match effortlessly. Kakashi took a deep breath of relief, wandering over to his own team of hopefuls.

Sasuke stared at you, watching you help TenTen out of the plant trap once the winner was announced. He didn’t even notice Kakashi coming up behind them.

“Certainly an exciting first match!” Their sensei said with delight, as if he didn’t know anything about you and was just as surprised as everyone else.

Naruto nodded with widened eyes before remembering that Kakashi hadn’t mentioned being a father. “Hey, Kakashi Sensei, how come you didn’t tell us you adopted that girl?”

Sasuke tore his studying gaze away from you to hear the answer to this.

Kakashi shrugged. “It never came up, of course. My job is to train you as shinobi, not teach you my life story.” He replied coolly, as if they were unreasonable for wondering.

Sasuke narrowed his gaze at Kakashi, identifying that there was more to the story. There was something he was missing, why would they change your name and try to hide your hair? Why would Kakashi be involved? He needs to find you and ask you himself, because he clearly wasn’t getting anywhere with his sensei.

But how could he be certain you would talk to him? The last memory you share is his brother basically saying he kept you alive so that he could kill you later. Maybe you were trying to distance yourself from him specifically. Maybe you didn’t know he was here just as much as he didn’t know you were. It was his turn to fight next, but he planned to track you down after the battle was quickly won. You beat TenTen in 18 seconds, his goal was to beat that time. Then he would just have to make you understand that he wasn’t a threat to you.

He beat your time by six seconds, dismantling Choji Akimichi in 12. You smiled to yourself as you watched him, he was very good. Just as you hoped. It would always hurt to stay apart, you realized then. He surely recognized you from your fight, so now you had to work to keep him away. Just as the battle was wrapping up, you pushed through the crowds, getting stopped by some of the girls your age. You had briefly talked to some of them, but you didn’t care to now. You had to get away, distance yourself. He would surely come looking for you.

“Y/N-chan! Who do you think the hottest boy here is?” Ino asks, a beautiful blond girl with a ditsy grin.

You roll your eyes at the question. “Really, that’s what you’re worried about right now?” You ask, confused by her priorities. You turn your head, noticing people parting a little down the way, knowing what that means you turn back to the girl.

Ino giggles and nods. “I’m a great multi-tasker! I know all the girls are dying to get closer to Sasuke Uchiha!” She purrs, cheeks turning red at the mention of his name.

You sigh, with forced disgust you groan. “I for one don’t want to be anywhere near Sasuke Uchiha.” You say, folding your arms and walking onwards, hoping the digging comment would keep Sasuke at arms length.

You should know better than to think yourself lucky. You feel a weight on your shoulder, keeping you from getting away.

“Why would you say that?” He asked, voice on the quiet side as he stared at your back. Your hair was wavier than it was when you were younger, or maybe it was just because it was so long.

You scoff. “I don’t owe you anything.”

It was his turn to scoff. “Y/N Hatake?” He practically hisses at you. “I think you owe it to me to explain why you’re not using your sharingan.”

You turn and clap your hand down over his mouth. Your eyes are wide with a frenzied type of fear, searching around to make sure no one heard him. “Don’t say that. You don’t understand.”

He pushed you off him easily, looking at you with a mix of frustration and confusion. “No I don’t understand because no one tells me anything! I didn’t even know you were in the village!” He says angrily.

You bite the inside of your lip, debating your options. Maybe it would be easier to explain it all, maybe if he could understand why this was happening he could play his role and you could both stay safe. You know that would help put Kakashi at ease.

“Come with me.” You order pointedly, walking out of the building with the knowledge that you had at least twenty minutes until your next battle. You keep walking, far away from the building or any people.

Sasuke follows you into the treeline, mind racing. He didn’t know what to expect. He eyes you with his sharingan, noticing your abundance of chakra and power. He blinks his doujutsu away.

“Now.” He orders expectantly, folding his arms over his chest.

“I don’t know why…” You admit with a shrug, thinking back to what Itachi said that night, both about Mangekyo and how important it is to keep away from Sasuke. “But when Itachi took me away, he said ‘they’ couldn’t know that he spared me, that it was dangerous to have a male and a female. He said it was imperative for us to stay away from each other, “until it is time.” I’m not sure what that means, really. But Kakashi agrees…there’s more to this that I don’t even know.” You explain cautiously, your eyes trained on the boy in front of you. He hadn’t changed much, except for the most striking thing. His features were haunted by grief, the once happy and smiling eyes turned cold and empty. You wonder if he thinks the same of you.

“I would never hurt you.” He says simply, a hint of annoyance laced through it.

You blink at him a few times, unsure of how to respond. “I’m not scared of you.” You clarify for him, looking at a spot on the ground. “I’m scared of the ‘they’ Itachi was worried about.”

He considers this, looking at the same spot on the ground that you are, as if there were hidden answers stored there. “So that’s why Kakashi Sensei never mentioned you, then. He doesn’t want me around you.” He determines, the annoyance gone and replaced with a hint of sorrow.

“It’s not a personal grudge, he knows how hard it’s been on me…” You defend softly, the corners of your lips dropping. “Until we know who I’m hiding from, I have to stay under cover like this. I’m sorry..”

His body tensed with anger, you could tell he was close to snapping. “I want revenge, I swear I’ll kill him, I’ll kill him for what he did to me, what he did to you!” He announces, eyes teeming with tears of anger. “We can get revenge together, we can find and destroy those that caused this, and you can live as an Uchiha, like you’re supposed to! You can’t be a kunoichi without your sharingan!”

You sympathize with his pain, after all, you feel the same way. His offer of revenge sounds nice, so you nod. “When the day comes where we are ready to seek revenge, I’ll accompany you.” You say, envisioning the two of you as jounin, ready to track Itachi down.

He smiles when he hears this. “Until then.” He says, taking another look at you. If he wasn’t so damned angry, his heart would be relieved to see your familiar face, just a few years older. You were utterly unchanged, even the grief written into your face seemed to disappear when you smiled. He would keep his distance like you requested, until it was time to enact revenge.

You wait for Sasuke to disappear back into the treeline before you begin to walk back to the arena. It would be your turn soon, and you intend to impress–without your sharingan–just to prove how powerful you really can be.

By the end of your second match against Sakura, the crowd of other expecting chunin whispered amongst themselves. It really wasn’t her fault, she was like the others. She was completely unfocused on being strong, only desiring to look desirable. It’s a shame, you hoped she would change after this. Your Venus Flytrap jutsu was too much against any opponent, she was just its latest victim. Your giant flower sprouts from the ground and grabs the unsuspecting opponent in its teeth, releasing venom on your command. You wouldn’t take it that far unless you wished to kill. You make a few hand signs, “Release!” You call, letting Sakura tumble from the mouth of your monstrous flytrap.

Still the crowd spoke of your victories, all quick and painless. You were surely impressive, and it was no wonder you graduated to genin in a year, just like your adoptive father. “You can tell she’s trained by Kakashi Sensei.” Someone said as you walked past, shaking their head in wonder.

“She’ll be another heartless Anbu member in no time, just like her dad.” Someone else declared, linking your emotionless victories back to Kakashi’s vicious streak. You wanted to lash out in his defense, but maybe it’s better if they thought that of you. It’s good for them to compare you, as if you were related the whole time. It kept them from thinking anything was off, so you’d take it for now.

Sasuke was thoroughly impressed with your abilities, though he’d likely never say so aloud. Naruto was also occupying his mind as his rival was also the other popular subject amongst his classmates. Naruto won all of his battles that day, all his classmates plus the mysterious Y/N Hatake made it to chunin.

Things only spiraled from that day. Kakashi relaxed a little when you told him that Sasuke understood why you needed to keep your distance. He didn’t mind for his team to interact with you as much now, but Sasuke did.

He hated being close to you while not being able to be close to you. That annoying Naruto was quickly becoming a close friend to you, leaving Sakura to obsess over him. Needless to say he hated everything about that arrangement. He didn’t want Naruto near you in the slightest, and he hated pathetic girls like Sakura. He hated everyone, no one seemed to understand. He was training for a real goal, meanwhile the others just wanted to be cool. He wanted more, he needed more. He would never relinquish this goal. He would never admit that Naruto was stronger than him, even if it meant he had to leave to become stronger.

You told him that you would go with him, right? That when the day came, when he was ready to seek revenge, you would go with him. That’s what you said. So Sasuke was loud about his plans, he didn’t care to put Naruto down when he tried to stop him from leaving that day.

Even when Kakashi explained to him that revenge was not all he thinks it is, he was undeterred. The emotions swirling inside him, the life that was stolen away…he had to get that back. And if Kakashi wouldn’t help him do it, then he would find someone who will.

Sakura tried to stop him too, right on the edge of the village. The two of you sprinted there when you heard, Sakura a mess of tears, you a mess of nerves and emotion.

You watched with your mouth agape as Sakura begged him not to go, only met with fierce rebuttals and disapproval from the Lone Uchiha. She even offered to go with him, which evoked a warped laugh from the dark haired boy.

He was different. Completely consumed by his grief and desire for justice. He wasn’t thinking properly, and your heart dropped when you saw several shinobi from a different village drop from the trees. They’re here as escorts?

“Sasuke!” You shout in disappointment. “You’ll make yourself an enemy of the Leaf, just settle down and think about this for a minute, please!” You step forward, past Sakura and her unyielding tears.

He chuckled with mirth. “This is all I can think about, Y/N. I refuse to let Sakura join me on this, she’ll just ruin her name.” He groaned, appearing behind the girl and knocking her out in a swift motion, laying her body on a bench. You eye him in disbelief. He was serious about this. You didn’t doubt your ability to stop him by force, excepting the three or four sound village ninja that would surely interfere.

He looks at you with a crazed glint in his eyes. He holds out his hand to you. “Are you ready to go?”

You look from his hand and then back to him, shaking your head in shock. It’s that curse mark, you think to yourself. This isn’t him, he just needs to see that. “Sasuke, you’re being controlled. You’re not thinking clearly.”

His mouth drops open in surprise. “Oh on the contrary, dear Y/N. I’m thinking clearly for the first time!” He protests, staring at you with disgust. “You told me you wanted revenge too, you told me you’d join me!”

“I thought you meant when we were finished training! As Jounin! I didn’t think you meant defecting!” You defend yourself, thinking of Naruto’s heartbreak once he discovered that he wasn’t able to keep Sasuke.

“Pathetic.” Sasuke hissed, shaking his head at you. “You’re weak. That’s why you can’t bring yourself to leave. You know you can’t take revenge, I wouldn’t want you weighing me down anyway.” He spat, his words cut like a knife.

“Please don’t do this. They’ll send people after you! You can’t do this by yourself..” You plead desperately, hoping against all hope that you could get to the friend you once held so dearly.

“Watch me.” He says, casting one last disappointed glare over his shoulder before walking to the shinobi waiting to guide him away.

You watch him leave, the figures disappearing into the trees without a trace. You didn’t even notice the tears begin to roll down your face, nor did you hear Naruto and Kakashi land on either side of your body.

“Wh-what just happened, Y/N-chan?” Naruto asked innocently, trying to delude himself against the truth before he even heard it.

“Sasuke left the Leaf.” You reply, eyes fixated on the spot he last occupied in front of you. He was bound to be tracked down or hurt by someone dangerous before he could come to his senses. Had you upset him so badly that he would speak of your secret? Kakashi seems to know what you’re thinking as you make eye contact. You knew he wasn’t thinking clearly, the curse…you can get him, bring him back and have the mark removed.

“I can catch him if I go now..”

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belit0 · 1 year ago

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Can I request Itachi x reader where reader is Sasuke's friend and has a crush on Itachi but she thinks that Itachi sees her as a little sister only?!?

Don't we all love a marvelous destruction of dreams and hopes?

I certainly do

(Y/N)'s attraction started as a game, a way to tease her best friend when he got angry, a way to make fun of him, and material to tease him. Her jokes regarding Itachi were simply that, jokes, of course, at least until she started to pay real attention.

During adolescence, when premature crushes and the first signs of development hit, she found herself entertaining the idea of Itachi as a boyfriend in a private way. Her usual banter began to mutate into something real, imagining a life with him before sleep, how his lips would feel on hers, whether she would let him touch her for the first time.

Her fantasies culminated in real goals, genuinely desiring the man who was once merely a prank in her mind, suddenly feeling self-conscious in front of him. Sasuke was the first to notice the changes, how (Y/N)'s cheeks would turn red every time his brother's name was mentioned, nervously playing with her hands, looking in all directions and waiting for the Uchiha to abruptly arrive.

While before the girl wouldn't stop talking and bragging about how she would marry the next clan leader just to piss him off, now she is unable to mention him without looking like she's about to pee herself.

As years go by and they finally enter adulthood, he expected his friend's crush to go away, but it only seems to intensify. Sasuke could choose to be selfish, a bad friend, to separate her from her fantasies, yet today he prefers the path of companionship, doing her a favor. He'll do his best to give her a chance, and if it doesn't work out, at least he'll rest assured knowing he did the best he could.

It would be fun to have her as a sister-in-law, though, he has no real idea whether or not his brother is interested in her either.

Itachi is a mystery even to those close to him, always off on some mission, rarely sharing dinner with them, constantly busy with different things. No one knows much about him or his personal life, least of all his younger brother, who thinks himself incapable of inquiring about his romantic interests. He prefers to assume fate is in (Y/N)'s favor, that Itachi has no secret girlfriend in another village, and that his absences are not due to anything of the sort.

When he asks his mother whether she has any idea of his older brother's whereabouts, he eats for breakfast some news about him being at home all afternoon resting, arriving shortly from a long mission. It's the perfect scenario for things to happen as they should, considering his father will be at the police station and Mikoto is busy with her women's club.

The house will be empty, only populated by Itachi, and Sasuke thinks of a million ways to make everything turn out. He wouldn't go to such extreme lengths for anyone but his best friend, determined to repay her extensive years of loyal friendship with a wonderful favor.

He arranges to meet her at his home once he has secured his older brother's arrival, having heard him say goodbye to Shisui at the entrance, take off his shoes, and lock himself in his room. When (Y/N) shows up, it is with the idea of drinking tea, sitting and chatting in the courtyard, oblivious to any agenda her friend may have.

The afternoon proceeds uneventfully at first, hot kettle and too much liquid in the small cups. The snacks they enjoy with their drinks soon drop in quantity, and it's the perfect excuse Sasuke uses to disappear from the place. They can't go on enjoying such a beautiful afternoon with nothing to eat, can they?

With the last pawn off the board, (Y/N) and Itachi are left alone for at least a good few hours, plenty of time for them to do what they have to do. Of course, if life wills it.

...

Bladder loaded with too much hot tea, (Y/N) feels the compelling need to go to the bathroom. She moves through the halls of the home as if it were her own, habituated to spend more time there than with her own family, a more than frequent face for those Uchiha.

It is Mikoto herself who often jokes about her being more of a daughter than her own eldest child, counting more on the girl's presence than his. Sleepovers at that place became a weekend routine, and (Y/N) cringes at the thought of how nervous she would get about walking past Itachi's door, even if he wasn't there.

A shiver of self-repulsion runs through her body at the thought of her younger self's wanderings, and she follows the familiar path to the bathroom.

She thinks she is alone, which leads her to confidently open the door, and wish she could die right there. If she had been paying attention she would have noticed the sounds inside, the shower turning off and the light on, the steam, but nothing stopped her from coming face to face with her crush drying his body, wet hair and totally naked in front of her.

Paralyzed and with a huge emptiness in her stomach, a sudden nervousness runs through the entirety of her body, unable to react and still standing with the door in her grip. Itachi, unmoved and turning his back to her, beams at her and smiles, wrapping the towel around his waist and taking another for his hair.

"It's been a while, (Y/N)." He says before finally turning around, the doorway separating them. The girl reacts enough to move her hand, allowing him passage out of the bathroom.

Hair disheveled and in a raw, vulnerable state, an image that no one but his family ever got to see, he watches as warm drops of water run down his chest, leaving a wet trail on his skin and giving him an appetizing appearance, water that (Y/N) suddenly wants to lick its way up to his neck, take him by the nape and fiercely kiss him-.

The world spins again as the Uchiha places a hand on her head.

"You've grown so much, keep up the good work." His expression is friendly, sober, innocent, not the one you would use to try and conquer anyone, and the way he pets her hair reminds her of how one would spoil one's dog.

Trying to process everything at the same time, she can't get words out of her mouth, watching him walk to his room half-naked and close the door behind him. Her fantasies begin and end in the same place, and she has no face to stay and wait for Sasuke to come back with more food for their tea.

The girl runs out of the house hoping either the earth swallows her on the way or some stray kunai buries itself in her throat, undone by shattered dreams and trampled hopes under the foot of the world's most beautiful Uchiha.

Life sucks.

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flowerismi · 2 years ago

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Dark Desires Chapter 2

This is a primarily Itachi x Hinata fanfic. It will also contain some Hinata Harem.

"Hey!"

Hinata said as she met Itachi's eyes in the doorframe of his apartment. And as she reached Itachi she was pulled into a hug by him. He smelled nice. And his chest behind that loose t-shirt felt so good. Hinata blushed vaguely.

"Welcome"

Itachi said as they walked into the apartment. It was a bigger apartment than hers. It had two floors. With an open ceiling of the living room to the top floor. The kitchen and living room were downstairs along with one bigger bathroom and one bedroom. While upstairs had three other bedrooms, a smaller washroom and toilet, and an outdoor terrace.

"It's not as nice as your place, but it has its charm"

Itachi said and smiled at Hinata. She looked up at him with intriguing eyes.

"Not at all! It's really nice!"

Hinata outbursted. Itachi's apartment was older, and the windows were smaller. But it all came down to individuals. What style people preferred. Itachi's apartment was in a much more quiet area. While Hinata's was closer to the center of the city, with much more noise.

"So, I was thinking we could make something together again? If you want to? I found it more fun cooking together with you than doing it alone"

Itachi said smiling his usual soft and gentle smile that Hinata adored. Hinata's eyes lit up with joy. And she nodded excitedly to him.

"Yes! I would love to!"

She replied. And Itachi chuckled back in agreement. They went out and down to a small local shopping mart to figure out what to get. Hinata felt nervous. She kept seeing couples going around, holding hands, kissing each other. Did people think they were a couple as well. Hinata blushed even more.

They finally came back home to Itachi and started cooking spaghetti and meatballs. A simple dish that they both craved. Hinata started cutting vegetables, while Itachi prepared the meat.

"So how has your week been?"

Itachi asked curious. Hinata sighed with a soft smile.

"It's been a long week. The teachers have not been holding back"

Hinata replied and giggled.

"University is a lot different than high school... The responsibility is on you to make sure you can follow the classes"

Hinata continued. Itachi looked over at her talking. He felt himself blush slightly. The evening was perfect. The food turned out well. They shared their thoughts and talked for longer than they expected.

"Should we clean before we watch the movies?"

Hinata asked as she took her plate to the kitchen.

"Yeah, then we don't have to worry about it later"

Itachi answered and started cleaning up the dishes. When they finally finished cleaning they went out and sat down on the sofa. Itachi handed Hinata a blanket and sat down beside her.

"So, this movie has some intense moments, but it's one of my all-time favorites. If it's too much you let me know okay?"

Itachi said as requested. And Hinata nodded back at him in agreement. Hinata wasn't really into mystery movies like this. But she was surprised at how into the movie she got.

"Wha? Isn't that the sister? Why would?... I don't understand it... Wait?..."

Hinata kept mumbling confused. Itachi couldn't help but laugh at her frustration with the plot.

"No! Noooo! It was her all along!?"

Hinata gasp at the point of no return. Widening her eyes and looking at Itachi. Itachi nodded back to her, confirming her comment.

"I can't believe it!"

Hinata said as the credits started rolling. Hinata continued talking about the many points of the movie. Itachi only smiled and laughed at her cute expressions and small epiphany.

"So, what do you think?"

Itachi then asked when Hinata finished her chatting.

"It was really intriguing! I can see why it's one of your favorites."

Hinata said with a smile.

"I'm glad to hear that."

Itachi replied happily.

"So now you get to show me the best of rom-com."

Itachi teased Hinata.

"Yes! I just have to go to the bathroom then I'm ready!"

Hinata said as she got up from the sofa. Itachi nodded and got up as well.

"I'll bring some more snacks, would you like another cup of tea? Or some more soda?"

Itachi asked as he headed for the kitchen.

"Uhm, maybe just a glass of water?"

Hinata requested on her way down the hallway to the bathroom.

"Right away miss"

Itachi replied. And Hinata giggled as she closed the door to the bathroom. She smiled to herself as she looked in the mirror. And giggled quietly as she felt her heart flutter with happiness. She was having such a great time. Feeling much joy spending time with Itachi. It just felt natural being with him. She could just be herself without any worries. Not hold back her thoughts. He seemed interested when she spoke. Listen and asked questions. Hinata remembered Itachi like that. Always so considerate and respectful of others. Hinata loved that about him.

As Hinata finished, she noticed that there wasn't any toilet paper left. She sighed as something just had to go negatively that day now that everything else was so perfect. Luckily she could reach over under the sink when she stretched far enough, and she opened up the sink cabinet. She found the toilet paper stacked on top of each other and pulled out one of them. She was about to close the cabinet again when she saw something. Hinata's eyes widened and her cheeks blushed.

After washing her hands, and drying them. She wanted to look further at the mystery in the cabinet. She knew she shouldn't. It was private. Maybe it wasn't Itachi's. Maybe it was one of his roommates. She sighed, knowing it was a bad idea. But couldn't help herself as she opened the cabinet and looked behind the rolls of toilet paper.

'... Wha... What is this?'

Hinata asked herself, as she pulled up a small book nsfw. She gulped as she saw the condoms, lubricant, and oils. Hinata held the book in her hand. She should put it back, she should leave it alone. But she just couldn't help it. And she took a peak inside the book.

'Yoni... Yoni Massage?'

Hinata read. She had never heard that word before. Looking at another book from the cabinet she saw it was a book about different sex positions and foreplay. What it stimulated and how to best achieve your climax. Hinata held her breath. As she felt become hotter.

'Is this the kind of thing Itachi is into?'

Hinata thought, as a small smile formed on her lips, and she bit her finger in excitement. Feeling her cheeks blush and her heart beat harder. Just the thought made her crotch feel hot and ache with lust.

Hinaya gasped as she realized she had spent a little too long in the bathroom. She put the things back and closed the cabinet door. Quietly sneaking out of the bathroom. Acting as if nothing had happened. She could feel she was still blushing, but she did her best to calm herself down as she reached the couch.

"I thought you might have left me and ran off"

Itachi said teasingly. Smiling to Hinata. Hinata feeling embarrassed looked away.

"Is everything okay?"

Itachi asked, noticing Hinaya was acting a bit differently. But she smiled back at him and shook her head.

"I'm fine my apologies, I just needed to freshen up a bit"

Hinata said apologetically and sat down beside Itachi. They started the movie and continued as before. Hinata couldn't see if Itachi was enjoying the movie or not. He seemed just like his usual self. So perhaps that was a good sign. But Hinata couldn't stop thinking about the things she saw in the cabinet. And as the movie showed an intense kissing scene. Hinata blushed and held her breath. As the room felt hotter than before, and she had to take her shirt off.

"Is it too hot?"

Itachi asked and was about to remove the blanket from them both. But Hinata held it and said it was alright.

"It'll be too cold without it, but too hot with both the blanket and my shirt. And I prefer the blanket"

Hinata said as she tried her best to smile and pretend as if everything was fine. As the movie ended Hinata found herself shedding a tear.

"It's just so cute... I love it."

Hinata said as she dried away the tear. She smiled and looked at Itachi. He was chuckling looking at how emotional Hinata was.

'So adorable...'

Itachi thought looking at her flustered cheeks. Which he thought was from watching the movie.

"So what do you think?"

Hinata asked, holding the blanket up to her shoulders. She looked in anticipation of what Itachi was about to say.

"Well..."

Itachi said. But Hinata could see he was hesitant to answer.

"Itachi, please tell me the truth. You don't have to lie and pretend you liked it if you didn't."

Hinata said and reached out to Itachi. As she placed her hand on his shoulder. Running it down his arm and pulling her hand to herself. His arm muscles felt so incredible. His skin was so soft. But underneath you could feel his hard and rough muscles. Hinata gulped and looked away from him. But she looked back at him as she heard him laughing.

"Well, it's not that I dislike it or anything... But, I don't think it's my genre. I mean I enjoyed watching it with you, and I would again. But maybe not a movie I would watch on my own or with my friends"

Itachi said and brushed his hand over Hinata's head. Feeling her soft hair that smelled like summer flowers and sweet drinks. Hinata on the other hand also felt captivated by Itachi's touch. He had a certain aura surrounding him. Everything around him was just calm and peaceful. It felt so nice and relaxing feeling his touch and being near him. Hinata smiled and closed her eyes feeling his fingers run over her scalp and through her hair.

Then everything stood still for Hinata. He was so close. So sexy in the dime light. So handsome in his loose t-shirt and messy hair. She wanted him to lean in and kiss her. She wanted to feel his chest and body. But Hinata knew Itachi would never make the first move. He never had.

"But Itachi... Don't you love her?"

Hinata had asked Itachi one of the last times she had seen him. Back when she was only 14. And he was 16. Hinata had seen how Itachi had the biggest crush on a classmate of his. And Hinata just couldn't understand why he didn't tell her. The girl would probably feel the same.

"I... I can't... I don't want to force my feeling on her..."

Itachi answered with a smile. Hinata didn't understand it at all. Why did he feel he was forcing his feelings on her?

"Let this be our little secret okay?"

Itachi said to Hinata and held out his pinky. Hinata sighed but promised and held out her pinky as well.

"Itachi..."

Hinata asked. Her voice was serious and sounded almost angry. Itachi widened his eyes shocked. He looked nervously back at Hinata, who was looking down. But she slowly raised her gaze to face him.

"Why didn't you tell her how you felt?"

Hinata asked. Itachi couldn't recall a time he had ever heard Hinata sound so serious. She always had such a sweet and innocent tone of voice. It was almost frightening hearing her like this.

"What? What do you mean?"

Itachi asked not sure what she was talking about. Hinata's face got more intense.

"Why did you feel like you were forcing your feelings on her? I just..."

Hinata continued frustrated. Why was this handsome, sweet, and gentle man feeling so low about himself? But the real reason Hinata was getting so frustrated was because she was the same as him.

Hinata never had the courage to ask out Naruto. She just kept her distance. She didn't want to lose what they already had. Their friendship. But it wasn't enough. Hinata wanted more. Wasn't that selfish of her though.

That's when Naruto finally confessed his feelings to her. Hinata never had to do the hard work of a confession. The pressure of failure. The fear of embarrassment. She was too scared to even try.

Hinata heard Itachi chuckling, smiling with a worried face. He looked down and away from Hinata.

"I... I don't know..."

Itachi said. It made Hinata so angry. Why were they both like this? She hated it. In frustration, Hinata pushed Itachi down on the couch. Itachi widened his eyes in shock. As Hinata had a hand on each side of his face. Looking intensely down at him. Hinata over him with his legs on each side of her. There was silence for a moment between them.

"Hinat-"

Itachi tried to call out to her. But he didn't get to finish her name. Hinata fell and let her lips meet his. She rested her weight on her arms while wrapping her fingers in his hair. She closed her eyes and let the kiss get more intense. Itachi was even more shocked and his eyes stayed open, watching Hinata as she raised her head slightly. Opening her eyes, looking down at him with a frightening and angry look. They were both gasping after the air. As saliva ran down their chins.

"I don't want to force my feeling on you but... You make me feel so good..."

Hinata said. She had never in her wildest dreams imagined she would be able to say that to anyone.

"So just... Let me be selfish for a moment."

Hinata said. Her voice began shaking. And Itachi saw tears forming in her eyes. Dripping down onto his face. Itachi reached up and dried the tears away. Looking at her beautiful face. Her white eyes shimmered with fear of rejection and embarrassment. Itachi smiled softly and pulled Hinata down to meet his lips again. This time he controlled it. And he let his tongue inside her mouth. Feeling her warmth. Playing with her tongue. He sat up slightly and pulled Hinata even closer to him. Their bodies almost reached each other. He let his hand run down her neck. And his mouth followed. Kissing her cheek to her ear. Her soft skin and sweet scent. Biting her ear, being careful of her earrings. He could hear Hinata's breathing, and feel her warm breath against his skin. It made the hair on his neck rise. And he smiled to himself. As it had been so long since he had enjoyed himself like this. He let his kisses go further down to her neck. Licking on her collarbone. He stopped to get a breath. And Hinata opened her eyes. They both looked at each other. Cheeks flustered, and bodies hot.

"Itachi... Can I... We... Can I fuck you?"

Hinaya asked. Itachi froze up instantly. His mind went off the roof. Hinata looked concerned back at him.

"Itachi? Do you want me to stop? I'm sor-"

Hinata said scared that she had taken it too far. But Itachi put his hand over her mouth. Looking back at her with a face red as a tomato.

"H-Hinata..."

Itachi said nervously.

"Don't ever ask if you can fuck me..."

Itachi said with a stern tone in his voice. Hinata got scared for a moment but as Itachi looked deep into her eyes she saw the lust in his eyes.

"Just do it..."

Itachi said. And removed his hand from her mouth. Hinata tried to hide the smile that formed on her lips. She blushed more and tears formed in her eyes again. She had never felt so spontaneous before. She pushed down her weight on Itachi again and kissed him as passionately as she knew how to. It felt so good to be this close to him. She felt Itachi run his hand up and down her back. His other hand held her arm tightly. Hinata started grinding her hips against him. And she felt how his body wanted more. Hinata pulled away from the kiss. As she was about to remove her shirt. But Itachi stopped up.

"Not here"

Itachi said. He sat up and Hinata fell back on the couch. She was startled as Itachi picked her up bridal style.

"I-Itachi, I can walk myself"

Hinata said nervously. Feeling insecure if she was too heavy. But Itachi only smiled at her seduction. He closed the door to his bedroom. And let Hinata fall onto the bed. He grabbed both her legs and pulled her closer to him. Hinata screamed while giggling with laughter. Excited and surprised by his grab on her. Itachi pulled off her socks and moved further up to her skirt. Hinata looked embarrassed up at him with a small smile.

"Everything okay?"

Itachi asked with a caring smile.

"I'm okay... Just insecurities."

Hinata giggled nervously.

"What do you have to be insecure about?"

Itachi asked chuckling.

"I don't know... I just... Am I pretty enough? Is my body weird? What if you don't like me... Am I good enough?"

Hinata said, looking into Itachi's eyes as she said the last line. Itachi widened his eyes. Did she really not see just how beautiful and perfect she was?

"Hinata..."

Itachi said with a hesitant voice. He lifted Hinata's leg and kissed her feet. As he ran his fingers along the soft skin of her calf.

"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. You are the kindest and most caring human being. If anyone should be nervous it's whoever gets to share a bed with you"

Itachi said. Continuing his kisses down to her ankles.

"I've never been more nervous to be with anyone before than I am right now with you..."

Itachi said. Looking down at Hinata. Her eyes looked so beautiful. Her face filled with love as she smiled flustered from the compliments.

"Thank you... Thank you, Itachi..."

Hinata said as she pulled her leg from Itachi's grasp. She sat up and pulled Itachi down to her by his shirt. As she kissed him with a tear running down her cheek.

"I really want you..."

Hinata said back.

"I want you so bad... You're so handsome... You make me feel so hot inside..."

Hinata said. She just let all her thoughts out. She didn't hold back. Not to him. He started chuckling again. Smiling.

"You have to stop talking like that, or I might not be able to hold myself back"

Itachi said. His cheeks were also flustered. Hinata smiled and pulled her shirt off. Exposing her bra and bare stomach. Itachi gulped, getting more and more excited looking at her. He was about to pull his shirt off as well. But Hinata stopped him. She looked off to the side hesitant.

"Can I... Can I t-take it o-off you?"

Hinata asked nervous and embarrassed. Itachi blushed and smiled.

"Go ahead"

Itachi replied, with a taunting tone in his voice. Hinata felt a gush run through her. Hearing him talk like that. Hinata gulped and turned her attention to Itachi. She was feeling hot. It was so intense. She reached down and pulled the shirt off him. He helped her by raising his arm slightly. Hinata was met by his muscular upper body. She ran her finger down his chest. He felt warm.

"You can touch me if you want to"

Itachi said as he played with her. Hinata blushed more and looked startled up at him.

"I-I..."

Hinata said but stopped. She turned around feeling hot having him so close. But she felt Itachi run his hands from her shoulders down her arms. As he leaned in to kiss her neck. He bit her and chuckled as he left a mark on her. Hinata gasped startled.

"H-hey I-I have school on Monday"

Hinata called out giggling as she felt the mark he had left on her.

"I know... But for tonight, can you just be mine? I'm sorry if I'm selfish..."

Itachi whispered into her ear. Holding onto her arms harder. Hinata couldn't help but sigh.

"Then let's be selfish together... Even if it's just for tonight"

Hinata said. Itachi released his hold on her. And she turned around to face him. They both got out of their pants/skirts and pulled down their underwear nervously. Itachi, now completely naked, Hinata only having her bra on. She gulped as she opened the bra and it fell to the ground with the rest of the clothes. Itachi smirked to himself as he enjoyed the view of her naked body. Hinata was feeling so hot and her blood was running to her crotch.

"Itachi... Can you... Can you touch me?"

Hinata asked. She tried to look at him while she said it. But she ended up hiding her face in her hands. Itachi smiled and chuckled.

"It would be my pleasure."

Itachi said. He walked over and sat down on the bed. Leaning up against the headboard of the bed. He smirked and gestured for Hinata to sit in front of him. She gulped and crawled up on the bed. Sitting in front of him.

"Here, lean down, it's okay"

Itachi said, helping Hinata closer to him. Making her rest up against him. Hinata took a deep breath as she could feel his member pushing against her. She felt Itachi let his hands run down her arms. Pulling her hair away from her body. He let his hands run over her stomach. Making circles. He could hear Hinata's breathing increasing. Her body reacted to his touch.

He let his fingers run up to touch her lower breast. Going further and further until he reached her nipple. It was hard as a rock. She was so turned on right now. She gasped as Itachi pinched her sensitive nipple.

"Nhgn... Oh god..."

Hinata cried out to him. Itachi smiled to himself and moved his other hand down between her legs. Hinata was already wet. Her secretion met his fingers. As he ran his hand over her entrance. Hinata moaned out as he continued stimulating her nipple while playing with her pussy. He ran circular motions over her clit with his thumbs. While stroking her pussy with the rest of his fingers.

Hinata was hypnotized by his hands and their movements. The way he touched her was so different from what she had experienced previously with a partner. He was so delicate. The way he was caressing her body. Using his fingers to stimulate all of the different areas of Hinata's crotch. He moved his fingers to separate Hinata's inner lip folds. Hinata panted out loud as she felt his wet fingers brush over her entrance. Itachi then licked Hinata's neck the best he could sitting behind her. Having her rest up against his naked body. He bit and kissed her simultaneously. And caressed her nipples more softly. He then let his middle finger slide into Hinata. Moving it up to reach her G-spot. Hoping to get the best stimulation for Hinata.

"Arh... It feels so good"

Hinata yelped out with tears in her eyes. He really knew what he was doing. As his finger slid back and forth in her. While pushing up toward her G-spot. Hinata didn't know if she was about to reach her orgasm. But something inside of her was building up and she didn't want Itachi to stop. Itachi felt Hinata grab his arm that was playing with her nipples. She had a tight grip on him as she felt she might not be able to control herself. Itachi moved his second finger into her. Continuing his stimulations of her nipples and clit. He moved faster and slightly harder. As he heard Hinata's breathing getting faster and her body trying to fight the orgasm.

"I... Itachi... Arg... Ahh... Arghhhh!"

Hinata shrieked out as she reached her climax. Itachi got surprised as he noticed Hinata had an ejaculation with her orgasm and her secretion squirted out of her entrance. Hinata smiled in pleasure with closed eyes and furrowed eyebrows. She felt so selfish for asking Itachi for this. But she felt so good at that moment.

"Did it feel good?"

Itachi asked as he pulled his fingers out of her, and felt her body react to him leaving. Hinata nodded and quivered embarrassed. He could hear her fast panting getting slower. She turned her head and body to look at Itachi. Her face was flustered and her cheeks pink. She had the softest smile on her lips. As she fiddled with her hands. Feeling shy. Itachi reached up and gently brushed her cheek with his hand. Feeling Hinata nudging back at his palm with her cheek.

"... I-Itachi... Can I... Can I be at top?"

Hinata asked as she blinked and looked back at Itachi. Itachi smiled tauntingly and slowly pulled his hand away from her again. His eyes filled with excitement and lust. She seemed very hesitant and nervous. Almost as if she was afraid to ask him. Itachi pulled himself up and kissed her. Making her feel his willingness to let her do whatever she wanted. He left Hinata longing for more. As she almost clung to him as he pulled away from her. Ending their kissing. Itachi leaned over to his bedside table and opened one of the lower drawers. He pulled up a condom and ripped it open. Hinata continued blushing as she looked at Itachi. He was about to put it on when Hinata reached for his hand. Itachi looked curious up at her. Her face was as red as a tomato. Almost as if sweat was running down her face.

"C-can I do it f-for you?"

Hinata asked contented. As she felt so embarrassed asking him something like that. But she wanted to do it for him. She wanted to please him first, the way he had done to her.

"... Sure"

Itachi said with a soft smile and gentle eyes. He was so intrigued by her. He never would have taken her for the outgoing type regarding something so intimate as this. But she didn't seem to hold back her requests or curiosity. Which made Itachi glad. It showed how safe and comfortable she felt with him. He had known her for a long time after all. But perhaps she had come out of her shell these past few years. Where Itachi hadn't been in contact with her.

Hinata's eyes lit up and she smiled softly back to Itachi as he handed her the condom. He leaned back and let Hinata do what she wanted. She gulped as she looked down at his member. He was hard, but not fully erected. She slowly reached down and wrapped one of her hands around his member. As she started moving her hand up and down. Itachi widened his eyes surprised. Realizing she probably wanted to play with him all along. He smiled seducing feeling stimulated by her movements. He closed his eyes and enjoyed as she continued rubbing his member up and down. He was beginning to feel how his blood pressured in his member.

"Hinata... Can you... Put it on please"

Itachi called out to Hinata still with his eyes closed. He grabbed the bedframe with one arm and rested the rest of his weight on the bed. Cleansing his fist. Hinata looked shocked at Itachi. It almost seemed as if he was in pain. Hinata stopped what she was doing and quickly did her best to put on the condom. It was her first time doing it. But Itachi opened his eyes as he could feel Hinata struggling. He reached down and helped her get it on right. Before grabbing her face and pulling her to him passionately. He leaned back as he deepened the kiss. Letting his tongue eat her and play with her. Hinata felt Itachi let one of his hands down between her legs. Pulling her harder with his other hand holding the back of her head and her cheek with his thumb.

Itachi felt his finger getting wet as he put them inside Hinata again. Playing around with her. Before pulling out of her again. He stopped the kiss and opened his eyes to look into Hinata's eyes. He slowly grabbed around his member as he guided it up towards Hinata's entrance. Hinata's eyes widened startled as she felt the cold condom against her hot entrance. She gasped. Her breathing was too much so she opened her mouth panting heavily. Hinata could see Itachi was waiting for her. And she slowly started grinding against his member. Moving her hips to feel the length of him. Letting her secretion make the condom wet. She could see the pain on Itachi's face as he moaned out and shot his head back. He felt so good against her. She could feel herself getting hot again. Her nipple was hardening and her breasts aching. She reached down and got Itachi to remove his hand from his member. As she grabbed it and guided it to enter her. Itachi lifted his arms above his head. Resting them on the bed as he felt Hinata take control of him.

"Arh... Nhgn... Argh..."

Hinata started whimpering as she forced herself down onto Itachi's member. She could feel a tear form in her eye. The painful pleasure of feeling him fill her up. She could feel Itachi tense up as he just wanted to be swallowed up by her insides. Hinata kept going until she was sure all of him was inside her. She cried out as she pushed down onto him.

"Nghnn... Oh god..."

Hinata groaned out. Her breathing was hard and heavy. She rested her hands on Itachi's lower abdomen. Sitting still until she was sure she was ready to continue. Itachi looked satisfied up at her with a gentle smile. He felt so good. She was so tight around him. It felt as if he could feel her pulse through his member. As her heart was beating fast and hard. Her pulsing body reacted to getting penetrated by him. He looked up at Hinata. As she sighed and looked down at him with a smile. Hinata started moving her body. Riding him as she let his member slide back and forth inside of her. She was going slow. Still struggling with the intense emotions she was feeling. It was hard, but she kept going. She could hear Itachi's breathing getting faster as well. He seemed to be enjoying himself. As he watched Hinata's breasts bounce with each movement she made. Her hands were on his stomach. Trying to hold her balance.

Hinata then leaned forward and rested her weight on her arms. Her breasts were on Itachi's chest. She moved her hips to thrust harder and harder down on Itachi. With each thrust, she whimpered.

"Arg... Arh... Ah... Nhgn... Agh... Ahh..."

Hinata continued, gasping for air. When suddenly she felt Itachi grab her ass with both his hands. He held her tight and clenched hard.

"Ita-Argh!.. Arg!... Arh!... Ahhh!"

Hinata cried out as Itachi thrust Hinata down onto him with his grasp on her ass. He continued and made Hinata move faster as her movements now were controlled by Itachi. As he continued thrusting himself harder and faster. He could feel he was about to reach his orgasm. But it had to go faster. Much faster. He heard Hinata continuing to cry out with each thrust. And felt her breasts bounce against his chest. Her hard nipples against his soft skin. When finally he reached his climax and he let out a heavy moan as he clenched Hinata's ass cheeks and came inside of her. Only the condom between them.

They both lay down in silence. Only their heavy panting could be heard. Hinata on top of Itachi. She could feel his heart beating in his chest. She smiled happily to herself. As she closed her eyes and smelled how nice Itachi's scent was.

"Hinata... Are you okay?"

Itachi asked as he came back to his senses.

"Yeah..."

Hinata said with a soft tone, the smile on her lips could almost be heard through her voice. She raised her head to look up at Itachi. And Itachi blushed as he saw her beautiful eyes looking so longingly up at him.

"I'm sorry... I think I'm about to fall asleep."

Hinata said with tired eyes. She rested her head against Itachi's chest again. Feeling his soft skin and muscular body. Hearing his heart beating getting slower with each beat. She loved it.

"It's okay... You can sleep."

Itachi said as he stroked the top of her head. Hinata could feel his warm hand on her head. Playing with her hair. She didn't notice much more as she fell asleep.

When Hinata woke up, she could sense that she was naked. She gulped and her face got flustered. As she tried to comprehend the night that she had shared with Itachi. She then felt pressed up against something hard. She turned her head and saw Itachi behind her. His back turned to her. They had been sleeping back to back. Hinata smiled to herself and turned around. She sneaked her arms around him and hugged him tight. As she rested her face against his back. She could feel Itachi wake up. Itachi woke up feeling Hinata's breasts and nipples pressed up against his back. Her breathing was on his neck. And her naked body to his skin.

To be continued...

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