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Wordless	By : Carola Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 896 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author's Notes:
I've been bitten by the drabblebug lately, and I'm writing ficlets as never before. ^.^
This is the second of the completed ones, because a little KisaIta luv is just what you need sometimes. ^-^
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With yet another mission completed, and their hands stained with blood, the two cloak-clad men closed the door to their shabby hotel room.
The tallest of the two, placed his enormous sword by the door before going into the bathroom to wash his hands.
He was looking forward to spending a few days doing nothing.
And he'd been pretty sure his partner felt the same way, but when he came out and saw the young raven sitting slouched on the bed, staring into thin air, he wasn't so sure anymore.
"Itachi-san?"
Dull red eyes looked up at him, before they returned to their natural black color.
Itachi looked down at his hands.
For a little while there Kisame thought he'd seen the younger grimacing. But that couldn't be it. In all of the time he'd known the Uchiha, he'd been close to expressionless. No matter the situation.
Whereas Kisame could crack jokes or play with irony, Itachi would remain emotionless and silent as the grave.

He was an excellent ninja though, no doubt about that.
Itachi was swift and precise. He didn't waste time dawdling.
He never let his emotions get in the way, as some Akatsuki members might experience in their early days.
At times, Kisame caught himself thinking that perhaps the genius ninja had no feelings at all.
But he knew better.
At least he did now.

He thought back to the battle field earlier on the day.
Their target had a child with him. A younger brother.
It was when the little boy at screamed out; "Onii-chan! No! Nii-chan!"
That was when Itachi had changed.
Wasn't it?
The change was so subtle, so barely-there that Kisame thought no one else would have noticed.
There hadn't been as much as a slight twitch in his eye, but something had been a bit off about Itachi ever since that moment.

Kisame realized it was the memories.
When Itachi had told him about what he did, he had put it so simply, like he didn't care at all.
But he'd heard him. Talking in his sleep at night.
He'd never tell though. Never.

That day when Itachi made his confession, Kisame's insides had turned.
How could anyone do something like that, he wondered.
At that point he'd thought Itachi looked so innocent. But once the words left his lips, he was certain that the boy in front of him was a monster.
Now he could never think anything like that about him.
He knew better.

He knew that Itachi had left one person alive; his younger brother.
Sasuke was his name, he thought he recalled Itachi telling him that.
It wasn't as if the Uchiha had left his brother alive out of sentimental reasons. It wasn't because he didn't have the heart to kill his brother. Far from it.
Kisame was convinced that if he'd wanted to, Itachi would've ended it for the younger Uchiha as well. Instead he'd left Sasuke, so the boy could avenge him.

That was the part of Itachi that no one else knew.
The raven didn't even know that Kisame knew. But the mist ninja had figured it out.
Itachi did think about what he'd done.
He did feel the pain that was known as guilt.
He'd never let anyone catch on to his guilt ridden secret, but nonetheless he had left Sasuke alive so that someday, someone would be able to put an end to his silent suffering.
The avenger would have the perfect reason, and no one would ever suspect Itachi of having a conscience. It was such a clever, cold plan, Kisame shivered underneath his coat.

Now he stepped over to his partner. His coat was left on a chair. He had no shirt, it had been too hot earlier in the day.
He towered before the slouched form on the bed.
The scream from that child, as they murdered his brother in front of him. It had awakened something in Itachi. It had triggered memories that flashed before his eyes, showing images more gruesome than what any genjutsu could portray.

Knowing how the raven never would want anyone to feel for him, to pity him, or patronize him, Kisame kept any opinion or question to himself.
He merely said in a low, soft voice; "Itachi-san?"
In one smooth, quick motion, Itachi leaned forward, resting his head on Kisame's chest.
His shoulders sank, and something resembling a sigh escaped his pale lips.
A bit overwhelmed, Kisame tried to find some way to respond to this. He let a rough, strong hand rest on Itachi's neck.
Gently he pulled him an inch closer. He paused, awaiting the possible attack that could come at any time.
Except it didn't.
Slightly uncomfortably he moved the other to the back of Itachi's head as well.
He didn't say a word.
It wasn't necessary.
Itachi knew that Kisame knew what he didn't need to know.

Maybe that was why he found it so simple to just pull Kisame down next to him.
It was the fact that his partner wouldn't ask any question, or mention anything later that made him allow their lips to meet.
It was this that made him let his guard down and give himself over to the older man.

On an old bed in a ramshackle of a hotel, Itachi was closer to another human being than he had been in years.
It was ok.
It was ok because even if he failed to contain some sort of emotion when he gasped or maybe even moaned, it was no different with Kisame.
If they were breaking a rule, they were doing it together, and neither would say a word.

It was fine, because after years of murder, slaughter, blood and screams it was easy to forget one was alive, and just walk around like a corpse.
One could let memories get the best of oneself when the guard was down, like during the few hours of sleep one was lucky enough to have in between subconscious nightmares.
That was close to a deadly sin in their world. Something was needed to help them distance themselves from it.
This was it.

They both knew.
Almost without a single sound they pressed as close to each other as they could, while their bodies shook violently.
Painted nails scratched along rough, blue skin while sharp teeth grazed over porcelain skin.
Not a word was uttered.

Itachi allowed himself, this once to fall into deep sleep, with a strong arm around his slender waist. It was fine, because Kisame would never tell anyone.
Like it had never happened.
But they knew.
And it was enough.
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