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Sublime Submission	By : Night_Being Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2054 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 9
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Hoping to sound as casually as the situation allowed him to Itachi subtly cleared his throat, hiding the predatory impatience behind his long lashes. Then he spoke up. “How fast can you get us back to the hideout?” Praying to all saints that Deidara wouldn’t sniff out his desires Itachi eyed his lover’s lean figure, stopping his gaze only when he found the pouches usually full of white clay. He measured them longingly, secretly wishing for Deidara’s slender hands to just bury themselves inside and finally create one of those magic miracles. Then fly them right on top of the roof of the Akatsuki building. With a stroke of luck Itachi would hold on until then, and right after that he would savagely attack his lover who just offered himself so willingly.
Though seeing Deidara’s firstly unsure expression change into a wicked grin, Itachi inwardly cursed. He knew! How couldn’t he? The wave of arousal in Itachi’s black depths would be visible even to a stranger, let alone someone who had the opportunity to study his seemingly unchangeable face for long twelve days.
“I don’t know, un. Depends on the type of bird… You know, every one of my creations serves a different purpose. While one might be good for flying fast among trees, another is good for long distances. Un.”
And the game was on. Obviously not even the fact that Deidara had submitted his body – or was soon going to – could change the cocky and teasing nature the blond possessed. Who would he be to betray his old habits and not use this great opportunity to taunt Itachi? Especially when Deidara already knew how much suspense the raven was going through.
Itachi slightly raised his eyebrows, mildly suggesting that he would play along, but only to a certain level, before his self-control would snap. Which was apparently going to be rather soon, considering the slight twitch in his jaw. “Then evaluate all the possibilities and choose the best one. It can’t be that hard for someone as skilled as yourself,” he offered calmly.
“Sure, sure…” Deidara nodded thoughtfully. He didn’t care for the consequences, he was well aware Itachi would never dare to hurt him. Not for real. The worst thing on the list was Deidara being forced against a tree or ground and kissed senseless. He wouldn’t mind that in the least, they can always have the next round later and this was too good of a chance to let go. Because to drive Itachi crazy was the best way of entertainment and Deidara loved this kind of fun. Actually no! He relished it in. And he was also damn good in it.
Maybe a little too good.
Sudden movement cut off the starting sentence, leaving Deidara with lips parted. Itachi had apparently just reached the line and with a few prompt motions picked up the smaller man – bridal style.
Deidara’s eyes seared. “You did not just do that, un,” he growled.
A soft chuckle bubbled up from Itachi’s throat as he watched the blond frown stubbornly. Deidara in his arms squirmed, just for the sake of resistance, but it was mostly a matter of pride. Itachi suspected his lover actually enjoyed being carried around and the raven was firmly settled on carrying Deidara all the way to Akatsuki hideout if the stubborn man wouldn’t choose a type of bird soon.
“Put me down. This instant!” Deidara demanded.
The corners of Itachi’s lips twitched. “Have you decided yet?”
Deidara’s frown deepened and he stuffed his fingers into one pouch to grasp a fair amount of white clay. He let his hand-mouths munch on it slowly and then molded it with deft fingers. All this while his determined blue gaze was locked with Itachi’s, burning holes into the raven’s skull.
“An owl… un,” Deidara spat after several seconds. He wanted to add something more, but Itachi already placed him safely on the solid ground and so he kept quiet.
Deidara threw the small figure in the air and using a proper hand sign he created a huge night bird. Itachi had to resist the temptation to activate his Sharingan and examine Deidara’s jutsu more thoroughly. He knew Deidara wouldn’t be happy about it. So the raven let his crimson eyes hidden and strolled the onyx orbs over the great creation instead.
Curiosity was stronger and Itachi gradually moved closer to the statute. A hand reached to touch the white surface. The owl sat motionlessly but the moment Itachi’s fingers slid over one folded wing, it came to life. Itachi’s hand retreated and quiet gasp fell of the his lips. He watched how the wing writhed, as if it was about to sprig to the air and fly away, but then it simply froze again.
“It’s warm,” Itachi whispered, mildly surprised. But it was to be expected, the clay was full of chakra after all. Deidara’s chakra to be precise and it pulsated with energy. Itachi looked over his shoulder to place some questions and to praise Deidara’s art, but a cocky grin was already plastered on the blond’s lips.
Itachi smiled softly. “Your art is truly admirable,” he admitted sincerely.
“This is nothing. Un. Wait till you see it explode.” With several steps and one skillful jump Deidara easily closed the distance and was proudly towering on the back of his owl. He offered a hand to help Itachi up on the board.
Itachi did look up, but didn’t move from his spot. Explode? He wouldn’t voice his doubts, but they were written all over his face. Which in Itachi’s case meant one curiously quirked eyebrow.
“Not while we’re still on it, of course,” Deidara explained with a chuckle. “I’m not some suicidal maniac, un.”
Accepting the clarification in silence Itachi took the offered hand and jumped on as well. The white creature sprung into life wholly and before he knew it, they were drifting smoothly through the air. Itachi had to make some effort to stay up. His balance was perfect though, and so thanks to his skills he managed to keep his posture calm.
Deidara, on the other hand, didn’t need any effort to remain elegantly positioned on the back of the enormous bird. He appeared as natural as one could get while sliding easily above the silent night forest. It wasn’t that surprising, since Itachi already knew how gracefully Deidara usually placed himself atop of his huge white creations. But seeing it at first hand and this close…
It still took his breath away for quite a while.
When Deidara was busy with stirring the owl into the direction of the hideout, a flash of red colors reeled in the raven’s eyes. It was just a moment. One innocent second which Itachi simply couldn’t resist but to imprint into his mind. Deidara’s sparkling eyes, adorably focused pout and the gorgeously long golden hair flowing freely through the cold air. That all was sight Itachi wanted to take with him to the grave. It wasn’t the first time he did this and maybe one day he would show Deidara the small collection of lovely moments they had shared together. To show Deidara how Itachi truly saw their relationship and also him in particular.
Journey which would normally take more than an hour by foot was over in only several minutes. They circled over the tall hideout once, then Deidara guided the enormous bird to softly land. Itachi jumped down first, Deidara followed him.
They both stood on the flat roof in silence. Itachi watched how Deidara made the bird fly high into the sky and with eyes gazing up to see every little detail he formed a proper hand sign and let it explode. The light flashed briefly and enhanced the surrounding forest while the sound of the blast fanned over them, softy rustling through their hair. Itachi stood silently next to his lover, waiting until Deidara would soak in the thrill of his explosion. After a while he felt a brush of fingers on his palm and when he looked down he learned that Deidara’s hand gently snuck its way to Itachi’s.
Locking their eyes Itachi smiled gently and then used his own jutsu. One second later they were teleported in Itachi’s room, lips glued to each other and hands caressing their yet clothed bodies.
Itachi pushed Deidara against a wall, the blond’s back meeting the wood with a thud. He kissed him passionately and cupped Deidara’s face to hold his lips in place. As if that was even necessary. Itachi let his hands travel pass Deidara’s neck further down to get to the buttons of his cloak. He began to undo them deftly. It wouldn’t be an easy thing for someone who wouldn’t know how, but Itachi had more than enough experience with both Deidara’s and his own cloak to simply run his agile fingers through and then let the cloth slide of Deidara’s shoulders in one fluid motion.
As soon as Deidara’s cloak pooled around his ankles Itachi’s hands were already disappearing under the net part of his shirt and sliding over the smooth skin. The blonde arched into the touch and sighed softly while playing with the buttons of Itachi’s cloak in return. Soon another rustle of fabric followed the first and enlarged the black pile of clothes on the floor around them. Deidara wrapped his arms around Itachi’s neck to pull him flush against his body.
The kiss turned more sloppy and needy with every other second, successfully suffocating them until the pressure spun with their heads. Eventually, they were forced to part to get some oxygen into their lungs. Hot puffs of air mingled between their faces and Itachi used the opportunity to swiftly drag Deidara’s shirt over his head and toss it aside. Silky blond tresses danced and scattered all around Deidara’s shoulders, shining against the slightly tanned skin. They glanced at each other briefly, but the pure lust resonating in both gazes pulled their lips together with the power of two magnets.
Their mouths melted into one as if they never planned to pull apart again. No matter how many times they would do this, no matter how many times they would touch each other and no matter how many times they would kiss, the hunger would never disappear. The maddening need to feel their skin slide against each other until they were all sweaty and short of breath. The desire to hear the wanton moans calling for more until only the sounds of their voices could throw them over the edge. Itachi loved Deidara’s shameless cries and groans, he would never get enough of hearing the beautiful blond scream or whisper his name.
Itachi sighed into the kiss when Deidara’s hips bucked against his. He petted down to prop Deidara in the place his thighs met his butt and hoisted him up. Deidara immediately wrapped his legs around Itachi’s waist. The raven pushed the smaller body against the wall in order to help Deidara properly settle and adjust in the position and only then he stepped backwards. Never breaking their long messy kiss he carried him towards the corner bed.
The moment Itachi’s shins touched the bed frame they both fell forward. Itachi managed to break Deidara’s fall with one hand while the other one safely held the blond around his slender waist. After squirming high enough on the mattress Itachi almost ripped Deidara’s pants off, following it with discarding him off every other little piece of clothing he might have left, then he hastily threw away his own shirt. They paused and Itachi appreciatively let his onyx eyes roam over the flawless body sprawled under him, adding his hands he caressed the inner side of Deidara’s thighs, loving the image of his blond spread wide for him like this.
It was a rare sight because Deidara usually preferred to be the one on top, the one who guided them and dominated the act. Itachi never protested. It made his lover happy and Itachi secretly enjoyed being teased by Deidara’s mouth tongues. No matter how crazy it drove him. And then if Itachi wanted the blond to submit, all he had to do is fight for it and Deidara would succumb and become compliant in his embrace. He knew that Deidara loved the way Itachi took control; to be the touched and pampered one for a change.
When Itachi’s fingers met at the very center of Deidara’s legs and brushed softly over the line of his hardening length a soft sigh fell of Deidara’s parted lips. Itachi snapped his gaze towards Deidara’s face, finding a hazy blue looking back at him. Deidara’s chest heaved up and down, his breathing growing unsteady along with their lust.
Beautiful. Everything about Deidara was beautiful. Maybe it was only Itachi’s way of seeing the wonderful blond, being in love could always mess with one’s brain so nicely. But watching him and feeling him this close made Itachi the happiest man on earth. It also made him forget about all the troubles that nested deep within his heart… Even if just for a little while. Everything about Deidara was so lively and sparkling it blinded Itachi’s view of the rest of the world.
Itachi bent down and kissed. His lips trailed a path starting on the top of Deidara’s knee and slowly moved lower, tasting the smooth skin until the tip of his nose was buried in soft curls of blond pubic hair. Itachi inhaled Deidara’s aroma and Deidara moaned, his hips shuddering at the sensation. Two hands slid into Itachi’s hair, urging him to give Deidara’s developing erection more attention. And the raven would; placing a chaste kiss at the top Itachi let the shaft slide into his mouth, swallowing the entire length and drawing more blood into it.
Deidara’s back arched and an impatient cry left his lips, making Itachi’s whole body tingle with pure desire. He grasped Deidara by his trembling hips and bobbed his head up and down a few times, until the erection was so pumped it could hardly fit into Itachi’s mouth. He released Deidara’s cock and it slipped out of his mouth with lewd plop.
Deidara’s abdomen muscles shivered when it was littered with set of gentle kisses and one louder noise choked him when Itachi nibbled teasingly on the tensed six-pack. He moved up and after reaching Deidara’s nipple he stick out his tongue and tantalizingly licked the skin with the tip, teasing Deidara and making him take a firm hold of Itachi’s shoulders. The raven felt two set of teeth bite into his flesh, whether on purpose or inwardly he wouldn’t question. Instead, he returned the gesture with rounding his lips around Deidara’s pinkish nipple and sucking it into his mouth, which earned him a noisy groan and one rather lewd ‘fuck’.
“…’tachi,” Deidara breathed out softly, immediately catching Itachi’s attention.
He moved up, hovering his face above Deidara’s for a while before he descended down to his ear. “I could taste every inch of you and it would never be enough,” Itachi whispered and Deidara sighed heatedly in return. Itachi ended his sentence with a gentle nip on Deidara’s earlobe, causing another of many Deidara’s uncontrollable shivers.
Locking eyes once again Itachi was about to go for a kiss, but Deidara’s lips moved before it could happen. “Sorry to disappoint you, but I’m not… un… getting any bigger,” he said a little breathlessly, but with a clear attempt for a retort. The twinkle of mischief in those electric eyes could never be missed.
Itachi stopped for a while, looking down at Deidara in mild bafflement, but then he just smiled softly and nuzzled the tip of Deidara’s nose with his own. “Never change.”
And they were kissing again. Sucking the air out of the lungs of the other. Too lost in the sensation of Deidara’s lips, Itachi didn’t even notice the blond’s hands secretly traveling down. Only when they slid into his still present pants and both mouth tongues grazed Itachi’s hard and itching length did he react with a shocked twitch. Itachi sucked on his breath and parted the kiss, rolling his hips more into Deidara’s touch. He noticed a cocky smirk tugging up Deidara’s kiss swollen lips.
Just like Itachi with the blowjob before, even Deidara retreated his hands only after a short while of teasing. Biting his lower lip Itachi prevented a disappointed sigh from leaving his mouth when Deidara’s hands stopped with the blissful ministrations and slipped out of his pants. He noticed the smirk on Deidara’s lips growing wider, the blond knowing very well how much Itachi loved his hand mouths. The raven erased the smug expression with a brief kiss, then reached for a small glass bottle prepared on a nightstand beside the bed.
Itachi sat back down on his heels and undid the cork keeping the lavender oil inside the bottle. Soft fragrance of little purple petals filled the room. Deidara propped his chest on bent elbows and curiously watched as Itachi slowly poured the liquid all over the blond’s cock. The fluid sinfully crept lower and then down Deidara’s crack and deeper between his ass cheeks.
“The bed’s gonna be a mess, un,” Deidara stated hoarsely.
Kneeling between Deidara’s spread legs Itachi didn’t even look at him and poured another dose on Deidara’s balls, hypnotized by the sinuous effect the oily liquid created. “I don’t care,” he answered, voice equally husky.
When the bottle was half empty Itachi put the cork back in and placed it aside. He tapped Deidara’s knee and guided the blond to spread his legs as wide as they would get. His heart began to race when Deidara obeyed and opened his legs for Itachi to see all of his glorious beauty. He wrapped his fingers gently around the base of Deidara’s cock and began to massage it and smear the oil while his other hand sneaked one of its fingers down and towards Deidara’s opening.
First digit slipped inside and both Itachi and Deidara reciprocated to the sensation with a delicate sigh. The inner muscles clenched around the finger immediately and when Itachi glanced at Deidara’s face he found him lying with eyes closed and mouth softly open; clearly enjoying the feeling. He groaned softly at the sight and moved with his hand, teasing the sensitive ring muscles a few times with in and out motions whilst the other hand expertly stroked Deidara’s length.
The second finger went in soon after, Deidara groaning and tensing at the strain in his backside. Itachi felt his body heat rising when Deidara’s hot walls tightened firmly and locked his digits inside. He gave Deidara a few seconds to get used to the new pressure and let his eyes wander over the squirming lithe body under him. Flash of crimson and when Deidara opened his eyes to check why Itachi halted in jerking him off, an innocent onyx was once again reigning in Itachi’s eyes; the Sharingan never seen.
Now came the hard part and Itachi carefully began to move with his arm and fingers again, scissoring and preparing his lover’s hole so it could accommodate Itachi’s girth soon. Deidara’s head plopped back against the mattress and he raised his hips to fuck himself on Itachi’s fingers; clearly relishing in the feeling. Itachi observed as Deidara fisted the crumpled sheets and wriggled with his entire body, looking for the right angle. He swallowed at the sinful sight and let an almost painful wave of lust course through his abdomen.
Deeming his lover ready enough Itachi forced even his third finger to breach the tight opening. Deidara moaned at the feeling of being stretched; partly in discomfort and partly in appreciation. It couldn’t hurt much, but it must have been quite unpleasant experience. Itachi caught himself chewing his lower lip as he observed the incredible show full of panting and shuddering Deidara was giving him. He was undeniably hard now, even though his cock was no longer stimulated in any way, he felt the pre-cum beginning to leak out of the top and soaking his pants. He wished he could take them down already.
Suddenly Deidara’s eyes opened and his whole body tensed for a second, followed by a lustful cry Deidara stared at the ceiling, his muscles fluttering when his sweet spot was stroked again. One corner of Itachi’s lips tugged up into a smirk and he prodded Deidara’s prostate thoroughly, earning himself more of those beautiful sounds. Itachi’s length pulsated with need to be sated and he could feel his mind clouding more and more. Shinobi or not, there was only that much blood to operate all of his organs.
Several swear words fell of Deidara’s parted lips. He willingly opened his legs as much as he could and raised his hips, once again meeting Itachi’s thrusts to gain the most of the situation. The raven’s mouth salivated and his skin vibrated, starving to fill his lover at last. Itachi knew his breathing grew heavy and shallow and he had no idea how long he would be able to watch Deidara enjoying himself and not join him in the ecstatic dance.
Itachi let go off Deidara’s erection and chuckled briefly when seeing how Deidara reciprocated to it. Judging by the unhappy whimper Deidara might have been rather close to his moment of utter bliss. Itachi jabbed into Deidara’s sweet spot several times, hungrily watching the freed cock twitch every time and listening to Deidara’s hot moans, then he carefully withdrew his fingers. The blond immediately opened his eyes and hazily observed what was currently happening.
Not being able to resist Deidara’s beauty Itachi exposed his groin and then guided Deidara to wrap his legs around his waist. The blond understood right away and soon Itachi could align the head of his length with Deidara’s prepped entrance. He began to push in gently and glanced from their joined private parts up to Deidara’s face. He wanted to question if everything was okay, but the moment he breached the first ring of muscles and his cock got swallowed by that tight and warm heaven, Itachi was only able to sigh and close his eyes, pleasure rippling through his entire body. From the center of his pelvis to the tips of his fingers.
Itachi heard Deidara groan and then his lust obscured vision noticed the blond was once again wallowing in his own pleasure. He continued and dived in steadily and slowly. The sluggish motion torturing them both in the most delicious way. Deidara’s hands were seizing Itachi’s shoulders again, digging their nails into the pale skin. A few more seconds of taunting and Itachi faintly felt his balls touch Deidara’s ass cheeks.
That was it, he was in. Deidara’s heat pulsated around him, warm and snuggly. Itachi bent his head and hid it in the angle of Deidara’s neck, breathing heavily and trying to focus his foggy mind. The pleasure was maddening, surging through him like a flood. He felt as if he was drowning in Deidara. His sweet smell filled Itachi’s nose, his taste lingered on Itachi’s tongue and his hot insides throbbed around Itachi’s shaft.
Itachi blindly reached for Deidara’s hands and placing them on each side of Deidara’s head he laced their fingers together, then he carefully began to move. He rocked his hips gently, but feeling Deidara tighten even more about him almost threw him over the edge right in that moment. He stopped for a while.
Itachi bit his lower lip, his head floating somewhere in paradise when the lack of blood in it took its effect. Deidara whimpered unhappily at the loss of friction, but soon moaned softly when Itachi began to move again.
Every roll of Itachi’s hips was followed by Deidara’s softest cry. The raven felt his skin burn and his breathing became thick with lust and pleasure. He let his face hover above the strands of Deidara’s hair which were sprawled all over the pillow and inhaled the distinctive fragrance that he would always remember as Deidara’s. The aroma of lavender lingered faintly in the air, but all Itachi could focus on was the scent of earth; freshly sprinkled with warm summer shower. That was Deidara’s scent and for Itachi it would always represent love and happiness.
A drop of sweat trickled down Itachi’s back, going along his spine and lower. The raven tried oh so hard not to move too abruptly and cause Deidara pain, but Deidara himself seemed too lost in his own pleasure to notice anything. His legs clung tightly around Itachi’s waist, never letting him move further away than was necessary. All three of his mouths were open, one of them producing the sweetest moans and the other two letting their tongues lap on Itachi’s palms which were pining them to the mattress.
Deidara’s insides throbbed and pulsated around Itachi’s girth and when one especially precise spasm sent a jolt of thrill through Itachi’s body, the raven couldn’t hold himself and thrust harder. Deidara cried out and one loud cry was promptly followed by another when Itachi thrust in a second time. The pace changed and Itachi’s heated sighs and heavy breaths grew shallow and difficult. The friction drove him crazy and Deidara’s insides contracted around him and sucked him back in every time he attempted to withdraw too far.
Itachi raised his head from the angle of Deidara’s neck and sought his lips. They joined in a clumsy kiss, their mouths only resting on each other and their breaths mingling and smothering them. Itachi propped his forehead on Deidara’s and felt the blond smile blissfully against Itachi’s parted lips. The raven smirked somewhat tiredly in return and stole himself a quick chaste kiss.
Deidara’s hands began to squirm in Itachi’s hold, wanting to get free while Itachi continued to plunge him and nudge right into his sweet spot. “F-fuck… ‘tachi-nh…” Deidara groaned and jerked with his captured hands, trying to force the raven to let go. Parting his lips one more time Deidara growled a weak word, “harder…”
It took the last amount of self-control the raven had possessed before. Itachi straightened and knelt between Deidara’s stretched thighs, then hooked his legs under their knees, spreading the blond as wide and open as he could get. Soon, Deidara found himself bend in half with ass sticking up, perfectly offered for Itachi’s pelvis to drop down and fill him while hitting just the same magical spot that made Deidara moan in pleasure all those times before.
Every muscle under Itachi’s fair skin rippled with the effort he was putting into the thrusts. Deidara’s spasms instantly became violent and forceful, squeezing Itachi’s cock in a maddening fight for an orgasm. Itachi watched as Deidara under him threw his head back, pushing it deep into the pillow when he cried to heavens and his sperm stained his sweaty skin while his flushed cock twitched a few times before beginning to soften. The sight itself was so arousing that Itachi promptly joined him.
The syrupy heat traveled through Itachi’s entire length like a lightning, he climaxed with eyes tightly closed and face deformed in a focused frown. Then collapsed atop of his lover.
Itachi’s now flaccid shaft slid out of Deidara’s ass and the blond sighed in relief, his body trembling gently at the ease. At this moment Itachi didn’t want anything but to fall asleep, yet he would steal himself some more precious moments with his equally exhausted artist before doing so. A gentle chuckle bubbled up Itachi’s throat and he shifted himself next to Deidara.
“Wh-aht…” Deidara began, wanting to sound dangerous, but failing miserably when his mouth misbehaved, ”are… yo-ou,” he groaned in annoyance, “Fuck this, un. I’m too… tired.”
Itachi chuckled again and cupped Deidara’s cheek to make him look into his eyes. “I love you.”
Gazing hazily at the peaceful expression Deidara answered with a single shattered whisper. “Yeah…” It might have seem like an empty word, but Itachi knew better, his stubborn blond was sometime like an open book to him. He saw the happy sparkles that shivered in the depths of Deidara’s bright blue eyes.
Love was the same as affection and with affection came devotion and with that acknowledgment and respect… And that was exactly what Deidara was secretly craving for. It was also exactly what Itachi wanted to show him tonight, what he tried to give him by lifting the veil of cold emotionless blackness in his eyes and watching him with the warm that echoed from the deepest depths of his heart. Never before – not in his wildest dreams – had Itachi thought that he might care for someone as much as he did for his little brother. Yet there he was, embracing a person that was equally important to him as Sasuke. Just in a slightly different manner.
What a cruel fate.
…
Itachi woke up to a painful pinching in his eyes. He didn’t remember when he had fallen asleep, but that thought was pushed away with another powerful stab. He knew this moment would come. He was preparing himself for it. Even though he didn’t want it to come so soon, but one could never really choose when bad things would happen. It was a hurtful reminder that no matter how much he wished to keep making Deidara happy, there wasn’t a chance that he would be able to do so.
Itachi carefully slipped out of Deidara’s hold, the blond squirming and groaning at the loss of physical contact, but in the end he just continued to sleep. Itachi seated himself at the edge of the bed and massaged his aching eyes. The pain now fired through his whole head – reeling with his vision – reaching an intensity that made his stomach clutch and turn upside down. For a brief moment he feared he might throw up, but then the spinning softened and eventually faded away. Itachi took several calming breath intakes. He knew this was only the beginning of a long seizure. He had expected that this day would come eventually, and he dreaded the moment his illness would return in its full form. Yet, he knew that it was inevitable.
All good things must come to an end.
With one last glance at his slumbering lover, Itachi stood up from the bed and began to look for his clothes. Forced to endure the pain and use his Sharingan in the dark room he soundlessly moved around it.
A hoarse voice spoke up. “Hey…” Deidara whispered and turned in the bed. When Itachi looked at him he noticed that his beautiful blond was blindly reaching for him. A flash of sorrow darkened Itachi’s features, his heart wishing nothing more but to at least kiss Deidara goodbye.
“Sleep, I’ll be back soon,” Itachi hummed his lie in return and watched how Deidara gullibly relaxed again. I’ll miss you, Dei. The raven thought when he was abandoning the bedroom, the full ninja attire and buttoned Akatsuki cloak never noticed by his sleeping lover.

A/N: After a very long time another chapter finally done! I’d like to thank very much those who reviewed in the meantime! It means a lot to me that people are still reading the fic. Unfortunately, I can’t promise that the next chapter will be done soon. What I can promise is that I will certainly try my best to write it as quickly as I can. Believe me, I want to have the next chapter finished already (and the whole fic) as much as you do, but time is a precious thing and inspiration even more. Anyway, I’ll do my best to see you soon!
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