#so shisui will get to hold that over his head for the rest of his life when they get back to the village

[nightingaleflow]

Naruto Men Take Care of You While You're Sick: Gaara, Shino, Shisui, Kiba, Iruka, Lee

Heya friends. <3 I'm still feeling sick right now, so I decided to write some short, unedited drabbles about different Naruto guys taking care of their sick partner.

This is what I was asking for Naruto characters for, btw, so thank you for sending those in. <3

I haven't written for Shisui or Iruka before, so I hope I did them justice for those who asked for them.

Enjoy!

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Gaara (suggested by: @blogthebooklover)

Gaara looked around curiously as he walked in the door. Usually, you were at the door in less than thirty seconds, greeting Gaara with a hug and kiss. You helped him pull his Kazekage robes off, then led him to the dinner table while asking about his day.

But today, you were nowhere to be found. Frowning, Gaara stuck his head in the kitchen, then the living room, before finally making his way to your bedroom.

You were lying in bed, mostly hidden beneath a mountain of blankets. Your skin was flushed with fever, beads of sweat running down your head. You cracked open your eyes when you heard the door open, offering Gaara a faint smile. “Hey,” you whispered, your voice cracking.

“Hey,” Gaara said, walking over and pressing his hand against your forehead with a worried expression. “Are you ok?”

You coughed several times before you were able to croak out, “Not really.” You looked away. “I’m sorry I didn’t have dinner ready today.”

Gaara leaned down and gently kissed your forehead. “Don’t worry about it,” he said. “I’ll take care of everything tonight. You just rest and focus on getting better.”

You smiled faintly, closing your eyes as you savored his affection. “What would I do without you?”

He smiled back. “As long as I live, you’ll never have to find out.”

~

Shino Aburame (suggested by: @nnandmm-archived-hard)

Shino looked up as one of his beetles flew in a lazy circle around him, buzzing a message only he could understand. Immediately, he stopped what he was doing and followed the beetle into the kitchen. There, he found you, swaying in front of the refrigerator, looking at its contents without actually seeing them.

He got behind you just as you fell back, catching you in his strong arms. “Shino?” you asked, tilting your head back. “What are you doing here?”

“Catching you,” Shino replied. “The reason is, my insects told me you weren’t feeling well.”

You sighed. “They’re right. But I just need a little water, and I’ll be good to go.”

Shino wrapped his arm around you, pressing his fingers against your forehead. “You feel feverish,” he said. “Perhaps you should rest, and I will bring you the water.”

You pouted, but when you turned around, Shino’s worried expression made any arguments you would make die in your throat. “Ok,” you agreed.

Shino led you to the couch, covering you with blankets as you laid down. Once you were tucked in, Shino lifted your hand and gently kissed the back of your fingers. “I will be right back,” he promised. “You just rest now.”

You nodded. “Thank you, Shino.”

“Of course, my love.”

~

Shisui Uchiha (suggested by: @hashira-mal)

Shisui handed you a bowl of your favorite soup, watching you worriedly. You sipped from the spoon, trying to hold back your coughs. “Thanks, Shisui,” you whispered. “This is perfect.”

“I’m glad,” Shisui said, though his expression was still worried. “You really gave me a scare there.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to,” you replied, smiling sheepishly. “I swear, I was feeling ok this morning.”

“All the more reason for you to rest now,” Shisui replied, pulling the blankets tighter around you.

You smiled at the comforting warmth. “You worry about me a lot, don’t you?”

He nodded. “I can’t help it,” he said, brushing stray strands of hair behind your ear. “I love you. I’m always going to worry about you.”

“Shisui…” you started to say. Then it turned into a series of coughs. Shisui immediately wrapped his arm around you, rubbing soothing circles into your back and whispering sweet nothings into your ear.

When they finally subsided, you leaned over, tucking your nose into the crook of his neck. “Thank you for being there for me.”

He smiled and pressed a kiss into your hair. “Of course.”

~

Kiba Inuzuka (suggested by: @princess-oriana-iantoya)

Kiba could smell you were sick as soon as he entered the house. He and Akamaru made a beeline for the bedroom, where they found you curled up on your side, a cold compress on your head and a glass of water on your nightstand.

“Hey there,” Kiba said, leaning down to look at you. “You doing ok?”

“Working on it,” you replied. “I feel like shit right now though.”

“Aww, poor thing,” Kiba said. He carefully touched your forehead. “Damn, you really are burning up. You need me to get you anything?”

“Can you cure this cold?” you asked. “That would be great.”

“Unfortunately, no, I’m not that good,” Kiba replied, laughing as he picked up your compress. “How about I replace this? It’s almost as hot as you are.”

You couldn’t help but laugh too. “Hot in a good or bad way?”

“You, in a good way,” Kiba said, kissing your cheek. “Akamaru, stay with her for a minute.”

Akamaru barked, wagging his tail. He crawled up on the bed and curled up next to you, resting his head on your chest. You smiled and scratched his ears, making his tail thump the mattress harder.

Kiba returned a minute later, replacing the icy cold compress on your head. Then he crawled in on your other side, holding you close. You sighed, nuzzling against his chest.

“Feeling better?” Kiba asked softly.

You smiled. “Starting to.”

~

Iruka Umino (suggested by: anon)

Iruka noticed you weren’t feeling well as soon as you two met up. Your smile was less vibrant, your energy dulled. When he took your hand, your skin was warm, and you had long since stopped blushing in his presence, so the flushing was from another source.

“My dear, are you feeling all right?” Iruka asked.

“Hm? Oh, yeah, I’m fine,” you lied. “Just a little cold.”

Iruka frowned, then turned you both towards your apartment. “Let’s stay in tonight then,” he suggested. “I don’t want you to get worse on my watch.”

You pouted. “Aww, but Iruka…”

“Please,” he said. “I’ll worry about you otherwise.”

“All right,” you sighed. “You’re cleaning up after dinner though.”

Iruka laughed. “I’m fine with that.” He lifted your hand and kissed it. “Anything to make sure you’re well.”

You leaned against him as you returned home. He helped you over to the sofa and covered you with your softest blanket, then tucked a pillow under your head. He started to get up, but you caught his hand. “What is it, my love?” he asked, looking down at you. “Do you need something?”

You nodded. “Could you…hold me? Just for a minute?”

Iruka chuckled. “Of course.” 

He carefully slid onto the sofa, pulling you close so you were spooning. You immediately relaxed, pressing back against his chest. “You’re so comfy, you know that?”

Iruka nuzzled into the crook of your neck. “Am I?”

“Mmhmm.”

“I’m glad to hear that.”

~

Rock Lee (suggested by: me <3)

Lee double checked everything on the tray. A bowl of your favorite soup, water, medicine, and your favorite treat were all presented and accounted for. Nodding to himself, he picked up the tray and brought it to where you were propped up in bed.

You smiled, slightly embarrassed. “Thank you so much, Lee,” you said. “I’m sorry to be so much trouble.”

“No trouble at all, my love,” Lee said as he set the tray down. “My only wish here is to see you get better.”

You blushed. Lee was always a sweetheart, no matter the day or what else was going on.

Lee carefully scooped up a spoonful of soup, then offered the spoon to you. You sipped the salty broth, closing your eyes as the warmth from the soup and his affection warmed you. A drop of soup splashed on your chin, and Lee hastily reached for a napkin. “I am so sorry, my love, it will not happen again!” he said as he wiped it off.

“It’s ok, Lee.” You caught his hand, holding it to your chest. “I appreciate you taking care of me.” You gently squeezed. “I love you.”

Lee relaxed a little, squeezing your hand back. “I love you too, my darling.”

~

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[animeyanderelover]

Could I request how it would be with indra,madara,Sakura,tsunade,kakashi,itachi,obito,Sasuke,shisui with a request like this?Thank you ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ

Sure.

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, clinginess, delusional mindset

Hold me or I won't be able to sleep

Indra Otsutsuki

💜He isn’t someone overly obsessed with physical affection so if his s/o is someone who’s clingy, they’ll have to be prepared for Indra to snap at them if they annoy him. Sure, he is slightly more tolerant because you’re his darling but that doesn’t make his words and actions less harsh. Indra feels torn apart about this habit of yours. On the one hand he naturally enjoys the dependency factor it has because it ensures that you won’t be able to ever leave him except if you desire to become the world’s greatest insomniac.

💜The undeniable clinginess that comes alongside with it tends to get on his nerves at times though because if you want to head to bed and go to sleep and he doesn’t, he’ll obviously ignore your pleads to tag along. Indra stays up at night pretty long as he deems training to be more important than going to bed early. You’ll have to adjust your sleep schedule to his own as you can’t fall asleep without him. Indra forces you to join his training anyways and if you don’t do well in his eyes, he won’t join you in bed. If you want to sleep, earn it.

Madara Uchiha

🌑Madara is a little bit more smug about the whole ordeal because he takes more pride in the fact that his s/o literally needs him if they want to enjoy some sleep. It’s like candy for his possessive side. Like, he’s sometimes just making fun of his darling because of this, whether jokingly or in a more condescending tone depending on the strength of your relationship at that point. At times he’s denying you by not going to bed and if you want him to cuddle you, you’ll have to beg him and stroke his ego.

🌑He has an image to keep outside your home though as the head of the Uchiha Clan so those playful acts of his are mostly only reserved for your private chambers. It isn’t uncommon for Madara to be gone long too, whether this is because of a meeting with the eldest or a mission. In such cases you're forbidden to seek him out or join him as in such moments he has to keep his scary face. As tempting as it may be to have you on his lap, especially during boring council meetings, you’ll play it safe by waiting for him.

Tsunade Senju

🐌Tsunade is a doctor so she is very fixated on the health of her darling. This includes quite obviously also their sleep schedule. Now, the beautiful lady is a tad bit happy when she realizes that her darling needs her if they want to sleep but she isn’t blinded enough to make the right judgement as a medic. That this dependence isn’t normal and could also be interfering with your sleep. She’s worried that she might not always be able to join you in bed which would leave you unable to sleep and could harm your health.

🐌The Fifth Hokage finds herself growing clingier as a result of that and often takes her with you, even in the office of the Hokage. Honestly, as guilty as she might feel because she still knows that such a habit is unhealthy, she also can’t deny that she adores it a bit. Whenever you fall asleep on her lap, she fawns over you, denying all the paperwork once again in favor of cuddling you. Still, Tsunade tries to clear her own schedule to go to bed with you so that you can fall asleep soundly and get a good nights rest.

Kakashi Hatake

📖A very tiny part of Kakashi is also a bit flattered about the fact that you need him with you if you want to fall asleep. Underneath his often nonchalant attitude is after all a possessive and paranoid man so he feels weirdly reassured as he knows at one point for sure that you’ll never leave him. For the biggest part though, Kakashi feels pressured and is even worried. His own sleep schedule is all over the place after all and even more so if he’s already the Hokage. In between all of that he needs to put you in somewhere.

📖Whilst his own health and sleep schedule may not matter that much to Kakashi, it’s a different story for you so in the end he’s still stressed. The man does his best to be there for you though. He’s probably a bit hesitant to take you with him in the Hokage office where you might fall asleep on his lap. Don’t misunderstand, he loves it normally when you sit on his lap but that’s only for when you two are alone at home. He’s far too protective and possessive to let you be so vulnerable in the office and be seen by others.

Obito Uchiha

🔥Truthfully, at this rate Obito might as well be an insomniac who rarely gets a good amount of sleep. He denies sleep in favor of his plans and nightmares of Rin’s death might just be another fact that keeps him away from laying down for a much needed rest. The Uchiha is unhealthily attached to his darling though and for that willingly joins them in bed whenever they head to bed. He’s already quite co-dependent on you so the knowledge that you also depend on him for your sleep makes him quite happy.

🔥You only feel secure enough to drift off to sleep when being held by him, you have no idea how happy this makes him. Obito is very clingy to top it all so you don’t even need to ask him, the moment you go to your bedroom he’s already eagerly following you. He has no sleep schedule of his own after all, even if he had one, he’d still adjust it to fit your own. He is for the largest amount of time not even really sleeping, he’s just watching you sleeping. That sounds quite creepy but for Obito it’s almost therapeutic.

Shisui Uchiha

🍂Shisui is for the biggest part quite responsible and focused on your well-being and as much as he’d like to bask in this all more, he can’t help but be worried. Your dependency would under different circumstances be quite sweet but not when it stops you from getting the healthy amount of sleep you require. Shisui is an Anbu and one of the most skilled and feared on top of that so he is on missions which can be very lengthy. He’s used to it but now he has to worry about you in the back of his mind.

🍂You can’t just skip on sleep during his absence so what Shisui does is seek out a good medic to help with your condition. You need to learn to sleep even without him. If you need to take special sleeping pills or other medication to fall asleep, you’ll do so. Otherwise you’ll worry your lover very much. Whenever Shisui isn’t on missions, he can’t deny that he spends more time with you, worried about your health due to the severe lack of sleep. He always forces you into a strict sleep schedule when he’s with you.

Itachi Uchiha

🍡Itachi has similar problems as Shisui but even more severe as he’s a member of the Akatsuki and his missions can go on for a long time too. What is he supposed to do then? You can’t get any sleep or very little without him. He didn’t expect you to develop such a co-dependence on him when he abducted you and neither did you but now both of you are here and Itachi just feels incredibly sorry for you. He sees how much it affects you whenever he returns from a mission, how the lack of sleep drives you insane.

🍡He spends as much time as he can with you, secretly starts dreading the next mission where he has to leave you alone. He tries everything he can, even searches on his missions for some herbs or other things that are supposed to help someone to fall asleep and brings them with him in hopes that it’ll help you. If the problem gets too severe, he even starts considering to bring you along on missions. He’s quite hesitant though as those are always dangerous and he’s far too protective to ever get you in risky situations.

Sasuke Uchiha

💙Similar to Madara, I can see Sasuke as feeling quite smug with this situation. It helps to satiate his possessive side more as it gives him an unfair advantage over you. If you don’t want to be robbed of your precious sleep, you’ll have to stay with him after all. Especially during his teenage years though I can’t help but see him as more difficult as you have to be careful with how clingy you are and how your sleep schedule works. Sasuke is very focused on training after all so he won’t go earlier to bed just for you.

💙Whilst you’re forced to adjust your schedule to his own during his younger years, Sasuke is far more relaxed as he gets older. Both of you are traveling around at that point, but he doesn’t mind stopping somewhere if you want to take a nap. Something that truly never changes though is his defensive behavior against anyone who might stumble upon you sleeping. Partially because he’s embarrassed to be caught cuddling his s/o, mostly because he absolutely won’t allow anyone else to see you in such a vulnerable cute state.

Sakura Haruno

🌸Sakura takes this problem a tad bit more serious than her teacher does. As a doctor how could she not, she should know best how important a healthy amount of sleep is. Not that she is one to talk, considering that she often spends time overworking herself in the hospital. Perhaps that’s where the problem starts though, she works a lot. Surgeries, daily routines of checking the health of her patients and so many other stuff that keeps her from coming home earlier. Even she gets called out for working too much.

🌸She definitely tries to come up with different methods to hopefully get you to fall asleep. Tea, exercise or something else. If she realizes that it has little to no effect, she tries something else. She either tries to actually head the advice of other doctors in the hospital and finish her shift on time or she invites you to just tag along and spend your time in the hospital with her. You don’t have time to sit on her lap though as Sakura is often busy with patients, if she has some paperwork to do though she will allow you to just sit on her lap and doze off.

#yandere naruto #yandere naruto shippuden #yandere indra #yandere indra otsutsuki #yandere madara #yandere madara uchiha #yandere tsunade #yandere tsunade senju #yandere kakashi #yandere kakashi hatake #yandere obito #yandere obito uchiha #yandere shisui #yandere shisui uchiha #yandere itachi #yandere itachi uchiha #yandere sasuke #yandere sasuke uchiha #yandere sakura #yandere sakura haruno

[uchihaharlot]

Itachi and Shisui making out in the back seat of a car in modern au

Nonny,

I’m gonna tell you a little secret. If your older hotter cousin sears his lips to yours in a hot kiss, while going 99 in the backseat of a souped up coupe...

NSFW; extreme depictions of Shisui fucking Itachi rotten, Sasuke getting hard from it and then Shisui coercing him to let him suck Sasuke off. You’ve been warned, if you don’t like Shiita, or even Sasuke/Shisui (which I don’t ship this, I just did it out of spite) get lost. If you’re incapable of understanding that fiction is not real, get lost. If you want to bitch and moan about this, I don’t give a fuck. I like writing, I like writing smut. I like writing my favorite characters (especially the two that Kishi royally fucked, getting fucked and by one another).

Itachi didn’t turn him way. In fact, it would be rude if he didn’t reciprocate the gesture. At least, that’s what Itachi internalized it as. Aside from Shisui being his mentor and biggest supporter.

He was his lover. His Ride or die — rotten soldier. To ignore the whims of one of the strongest shinobi all of Konoha and the Uchiha ever produced, would be ignorant.

That and Shisui’s fat cock spoke for itself when it emotionally and physically incapacitated Itachi to a whimpering mess. How side splitting good it felt when he was stuffed full of it. Shisui craned Itachi by his hair and sucked on his neck.

Hurried, and desperate, Itachi reaches his lips to slant over Shisui’s. The intermingling of their breaths heated the space in between. The soft rocking of their hips, harmonious rhythm. Shisui reached down to stroke Itachi’s throbbing cock, how many times had he edged him to the brink and stopped.

Poor baby Sasuke. Subjected to his family’s salacious behavior. Drove over a few speed bumps with no breaks in hopes of knocking their shit off. Instead was met with the inconsolable moaning of his older brother.

“You two are annoying, and disgusting.” Sasuke chided, taking a hard left.

Thinking he could manipulate a pair of mass manipulators himself, Sasuke drifts onto a dirt road. How unfortunate for him the car turned into one giant vibrator on the rocky terrain, that it only fed the salacious narrative of his family.

As if he was being funny Shisui yelled, “faster Sasuke… Itachi’s close.” The perpetual image in the review mirror of his cousin plowing his older brother while saying that made him wish he was blind. A terrible day to have eyes.

Break check? More like a thrust boost. Nothing that Sasuke did really made a difference, Shisui was still balls to the wall deep inside Itachi. His brother in their cousin’s lap, Shisui’s hand ferociously stroking Itachi. The lurid hip rotation permanently gave Sasuke brain damage. Hearing his older brother mewling he was cumming did not prepare Sasuke for the stalactite of cum that ricocheted out Itachi’s throbbing cock and dripped off the hooded upholstery and into his lap.

‘You’re sick as fuck Shisui!’ Sasuke’s disgusted face did not scare his older cousin.

‘Don’t be such a prude. I have enough for both of you.’ Whatever the fuck Shsiui was referring to, Sasuke pretended to not hear or know.

It all came to a head, well Itachi’s mouth slobbering Shisui’s head. He was purposely holding it in. Enjoying the glare of Sasuke from the mirror every so few seconds as he recklessly drove through the backwoods of Konoha. Shisui’s unnecessarily loud caterwauling made worse by his hand forcing Itachi to deep throat his length.

‘Are you hard, little cousin?’ Shisui moaned, Sasuke kept his dick in check until that little number slipped out.

With vinegar, Sasuke shot back, ‘I like blondes, not incorrigible assholes.’ Yea of course, but if Sasuke was as crooked as the rest of them, he would cave.

‘I give better head than that kid you call a man.’ Shisui, still using his older brother as a cock sleeve, drawing out his own climax. ‘Pull over.’

‘No.’ Sasuke sped up, hitting a pothole at the moment Shisui spurted his creamy cum into Itachi’s willing and warm mouth. Being sucked like a straw until he could no longer take the overstimulation of it.

The pothole, well, it popped a tire. Irritating a shrieking Sasuke and making Shisui laugh as he moans, ‘I came so hard I popped the tire.’

Once Itachi and Shisui are properly fitted back into their respective slacks. The situation outside of the vehicle is assessed. Front passenger side tire was toast. Itachi immediately went to the trunk for the spare and jack. Shisui on the other hand, continued to push his deplorable agenda of ‘reasons why you should put your cock in my mouth’ to Sasuke. One of them being the most ridiculous of reasons.

‘I’m older, wiser and—’ cut off by Sasuke.

‘Will you shut the fuck up if I let you?’ Sasuke snapped, typically would never even fantasize this situation. But he was semi hard, and Naruto was not around. Nobody was around. Itachi looked up from the trunk, not involving himself in the matter. It wasn’t like men didn’t know what men wanted. It wasn’t as if there was some law that forbid you to fuck your older or younger cousin. It wasn’t as if—

Sasuke stopped internalizing the second he felt Shisui’s warmth wrapped around his cock, expertly took him deep and Sasuke begrudgingly groaned. When had he unfastened his pants even? How quickly his older cousin worked his shaft, looking up at him like some goo goo doll in a whorehouse. Took him to the back of his throat, with out complaint, over and over again. Spitting on him and using both hands to crank his aching need. Naruto would have bitched he was too much to take, not Shisui. Shisui gargled even on Sasuke’s hot pulsing cock. Sucking in air as Shisui’s lips encapsulated the tip of his cock to the roof of his mouth as it threatened to spill out.

‘Already?’ Shisui teased, licking his length from under.

‘Shut up.’ As if closing your eyes would make Sasuke forget that Shisui was the one on his knees.

He clenched his firsts at his side, that was, until Shisui guided one hand to his curls, ‘Itachi’s favorite.’

It was unholy to receive lips service only the gods would weep for. As his older brother continued to change the tire, neither Shisui nor Sasuke were distracted by the gentle rise on the other side of the car. Sasuke leaned against the driver side door, whispering profanity towards Shisui and his stupid good mouth. He was going to cum, but he didn’t want to give Shisui the pleasure of it in his mouth.

‘On your face.’ Sasuke demanded and bit back a groan.

Shisui never once listened to the advice of others, he did as he pleased but hearing and seeing Sasuke whimpering. Looking up at his now grown up baby cousin from a vulnerable standpoint, drawing his leaning cock in and out of his mouth as Sasuke gripped his hair. Shisui decided to actually entertain this idea.

‘As you wish, little Sasuke.’ Even worse was the tone he used. Oh well, Sasuke unabashedly gripped Shisui by his mop of hair and watched as Shisui pumped his thickening cock above his face. Painting his older cousin with the same genetic material each on of them had.

‘I still think you’re sick as fuck.’ When Shisui licked at his lips.

‘The pot calling the kettle black.’ Standing, leaving Sasuke with his now soft floppy dick hanging out.

On cue the car was now situated in four wheels again. Shisui took driver seat, itachi passenger and Sasuke in the back. Left to ruminate and brood on the fact he may or may not have just gotten the best head of his life. Would never admit it, Shisui would undoubtedly tease him through innuendos at the most insensitive times.

‘..fucking losers.’

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[saintrocklee]

pairing: itachi x reader for @thebloodredraven request prompt: "and now you're a stranger with all my secrets" angst. pining. itachi being deep, reader just existing.

There's a woman, in a tea shop.

Not an unusual circumstance. Tea shops required people to work in them, and those people were typically civilians. Specifically women. Some old, the wrinkles in their face scrunched up with a smile for a paying customer. Some young, nervously flitting from one table to another, trying not to spill anything.

Itachi finds himself here, when he needs to remember. Remember what it was like, before. Remember what he was like, before. He remembers to overpay the elder owner of the tea shop, who scolds him while scooping up the change, telling him she doesn't need his charity. He remembers to nod and pretend not to notice when the younger girl stutters and stumbles around him, her crush plain as day. It feels foreign to him, the normalcy of it all, but it's comforting in a way he cannot find elsewhere.

And then ... he meets you.

Just a woman in a tea shop. A very normal thing.

Until it's not.

When you sit in front of him, he slants his eyes to you, and can't help but furrow his brow. The small cup placed in front of him is steaming but the color is slightly off, the smell isn't quite right. You're watching him carefully, brow and lip quirked in kind. Neither of you speak as he slowly brings it closer to his face, inhaling a deeper breath. He doesn't miss the way your eyes seem to light up and you nod once encouragingly.

When he finally tastes the tea, he's pleasantly surprised.

"This is new?" He asks and you finally smile.

"Used to be." You respond, finally relaxing into your seat at his approval. Itachi hums and ignores the pointed jab. It'd been months since he visited last, and he feels something warm curl in his chest that you noticed his absence. That you would be so bold as to mention it to him.

"You around for awhile?"

The questions hangs between you for a stifled moment and Itachi feels the warmth in his chest curdle.

"Not this time."

You nod once and rest your cheek on your knuckles, elbow planted on the small table. It reminds Itachi of a long time ago, of etiquette training and the importance of proper posture while at the dinner table.

It reminds him of his mother, giving him a warning look for testing the boundaries of rules he didn't understand. Elbows don't belong on the table, just as shuriken don't belong on the floor.

It's disarming, the way you evoke such strong feelings in him while just existing. He was an expert at compartmentalizing, sticking to his carefully constructed plans, never wavering from his goal.

And then he met a girl in a tea shop. Irony, maybe? Or karma.

Maybe it's just something that happens to people. Even him.

Just two strangers, who meet by chance. Taking comfort in one another without saying anything of consequence. Two people, taking a break to just be.

A very normal thing.

He curls his hand around the cup. He wonders if you'll miss him.

"You missed a lot." You comment casually, eyes sliding over to the counter, a smile tugging at your lips as you watch the older woman shoo a stray cat out of the shop. Itachi makes a noise of agreement and your eyes find his again.

"Granny smacked a man with a broom last month."

Itachi pauses, the cup just shy of his lips, and arches a brow. Your smile stretches to show teeth.

"He tried to leave without paying. She's getting meaner in her old age."

"I can hear you, brat!"

You turn your head all the way this time, elbow falling from the table as you laugh and hold your hands up in surrender. Once again Itachi is thrown, tossed wildly into a memory he's long forgotten, and can't help but see Shisui in the way you poke fun at your friend, who waves you off with a scowl and tells you to watch the shop. He lets the nostalgia wash over him, doesn't fight against the wave of hurt and guilt that accompanies it.

It'll be over soon. He could let himself feel it, just this once.

There's a beat and you're alone. Itachi can't sense anyone else around and knows this is the time. He feels a swell of something, just under his skin, his lungs, and pushes against it with everything he has.

"You won't be seeing me after this, I'm afraid."

The left over laughter in your eyes fades away and you still your movements, still half turned in your seat.

"Are you going somewhere?"

Itachi manages a self deprecating smile.

"Yes. To see someone."

The surprise that flits across your face at him willingly offering information is charming. There's a sense of triumph there, that you finally know something about him besides his favorite tea after years of sitting across from him. You turn to face him fully, giving him your undivided attention, and Itachi prefers you like this.

All to himself. Even just for a moment.

"Who?" You chance, eyeing him cautiously, waiting for the inevitable refusal. Itachi hums.

"My younger brother."

You blink. He continues, preparing himself.

"He's going to kill me."

Itachi can physically see the way his words affect you. Shock, visible in your parted mouth and widened eyes. Disbelief, in the way you straighten your spine. Concern and fear, twitching in your hands with the need to get away but also reach out. To him.

"Why?" You barely whisper, lips hardly moving around the word. Itachi steels himself before answering.

"Because I killed our family to save him."

You stand suddenly and your chest stutters at the sudden movement, almost like you didn't mean to. Flight or fight instinct has your body reacting before you can register it, and Itachi follows you fluidly, flickering between you and your previously occupied seat as you take a step back. Your chest heaves with effort and Itachi lets you take it all in, giving himself this extra time to look at you. The soft bags under your eyes from a long day, the slope of your nose, the dip between your bottom lip, the curve of your jaw, your neck.

He knows that he'll think of you before he dies. He knows he deserves the hurt that comes with this. Another punishment, for what he's done. For what he's going to do.

"You're going to kill me." You murmur, hands clenching at your sides, eyes wide. Itachi narrows his eyes.

"No."

You blink again. The movement causes one of your eyelashes to fall and land right above your cheek, just under the barely there scar you'd told him about long ago. He feels the absurd urge to brush it away. To offer you comfort, when you obviously needed some.

Just a normal thing. Something a lover would do.

"Why are you telling me this?"

The noise he makes is almost a laugh. You glance away from him, swallowing hard, and Itachi finishes his confession.

"You're a stranger." He murmurs, some of his carefully hidden confusion leaking through. Because you were just a girl in a tea shop, a normal thing, completely ordinary, and yet -

"But you are important. I wanted someone to know me, before I died."

The way your eyes immediately find his is easy, and he catches you in his Sharigan before you even know what's happening.

"And now you're a stranger with all my secrets."

You start to slump and Itachi reaches for you, pulling you into him and immediately finding your temple with his mouth. He allows himself to breathe you in once, letting the feeling of your skin on his lips wash over him completely, before he speaks again; this time for his ears only.

"Thank you."

When you wake, your forehead is buried in your arms and you yawn, stretching your hands over your head. There's an empty cup in front of you and way too much money next to it, carefully tucked between the cracks of the worn table. Your favorite customer is gone and you rub your eyes, frowning at the way you fell asleep so easily. You barely remember seeing him and try to blink back the fog in your brain. He'd said goodbye you thought, and maybe he thanked you for the tea; but that was all you could recall after Granny had left you in charge of the shop. You shake off the sleep and slid the money in your pocket, smiling fondly at how much he'd left you.

You'll just have to thank him next time.

#itachi drabble #itachi fanfic #itachi x you #itachi x reader #itachi uchiha x reader #itachi uchiha x you #itachi uchiha fanfic #itachi prompt #i wrote this in like an hour that's a record for me #i'm not the Greatest with angst so if it's weird don't tell me i'm sick & sensitive right now LMAO #ty for the prompt request!! xo

[belit0]

Uchiha Rehab - Indra's turn

I, as a writer, decided the Uchihas need to meet with each other, talk about what is happening inside them out loud, and stop keeping all the bad things within. The curse is as strong as they allow it to be, and I will force them to free themselves from it with the best method of all: group therapy. Just like AA meetings, each Uchiha will have to stand up in front of their family and talk. They will not be able to avoid these meetings, and the only way to stop attending is to take responsibility for what is wrong with them. The longer they delay talking, the more meetings they will have to endure.

(The Uchiha protagonist's dialogues will always be composed by one of my favorite songs, the one that I feel best identifies them, if you guess which one it is, let me know!)

Our first volunteer, against all odds, is Indra, so please give him a round of applause, and let's hear what he has to say.

Indra stands up from his folding chair and takes the podium, settling behind the pedestal and holding the wooden edges as if it would give him some kind of real stability. He closes his eyes and sighs deeply before starting to speak, gathering strength to expose himself in front of his family.

Uchiha rehabilitation is as cool as it is harsh.

"Greetings. My name is Indra.”

“Hi Indra.” all the Uchiha answer, following the law of the not-so-anonymous meetings.

“But you already know me. I wanted to preface my segment today by simply asking..." He looks at his family, each man with red eyes fixed on him and waiting for him to spew his feelings all over them, "Am I the only one I know… waging my wars behind my face and above my throat?"

It is a rhetorical question, not expecting any kind of answer, and he lowers his gaze to concentrate his thoughts, direct the stream of words he wants to say, and give coherence to what he is trying to explain.

"I've got a migraine, and my pain will range from up down, and sideways." Out of the corner of his eye, he feels one of his family members nod, another takes a sip of coffee, and some idiot coughs, "It always seems so dismal…. like thunderstorms, cloud, snow and a slight drizzle. It’s really strong, and sometimes death seems better than it."

"DON'T SAY SUCH THINGS, GRANDPA!" Moronic Obito yells, desperate as if Indra might kill himself right there in front of them. He doesn't look up, but hears a hand impact on the back of Obito's head, probably Shisui trying to get sense into him.

"Let it be said what the headache represents." He dares to meet his audience, resting an eternal second on each one to make sure he has their attention. Obito has tears in his eyes, but that's a separate conversation. "It's me defending in suspense, it's me suspended in a defenseless test, being tested by a ruthless examiner that's represented best by my depressing thoughts."

"You're depressed too, Grandpa? But you look fine, there's no way-" This time it's Sasuke who asks, and Itachi who slaps him on the back of the head for the tactlessness of his words.

"Yes, of course I fucking am, and sometimes death seems better than the migraine in my head." Here they all shout a unison "NO", and if he wasn't so focused on being able to explain the constant pressure he feels in his chest, he would slap them one by one. Anger also grows, and he ends up speaking too loudly to quiet the hubbub created by his statement. "I AM NOT AS FINE AS I SEEM YOU IDIOTS!"

Everyone falls silent again, and palpable anger in his eyes generates real attention from the Uchiha. "Pardon me for yelling… I know I pretend an idyllic image, but not everything is exactly what it appears to be. I'm telling you green gardens are not what's growing in my psyche."

No one dares to say anything, expectant of his next words.

"I feel like a difficult beast feasting on burnt-down trees, let me paint a mental picture portrait, something you won't forget. It's all about my forehead, and how it is a door that holds back contents. It makes Pandora's box contents look nonviolent."

"Why didn't you speak up earlier, Grandpa?" Madara asks, but no one dares to hit him. In fact, it is Izuna who provides a follow-up "Yes! Why!" to support his inquiry. The rest give them dirty looks, and Itachi sighs resignedly before saying "Please continue, grandfather."

Indra ignores everything going on around him for his own good, for he knows stopping even for a second will mean not being able to explain what's on the tip of his tongue, and he'll have to keep attending these stupid meetings. "Behind my eyelids are islands of violence, my mind's shipwrecked, my current mental state is the only land I could find. I did not know it was such a violent island tho, full of tidal waves, and suicidal crazed lions. They're trying to eat me, blood running down their chin, and I know that I can fight or I can let the lion win-"

"Wait, suicidal lions? This is too metaphorical, I'm getting lost, I don't understand how-"

"Obito, you need to shut the fuck up this instant."

"But-"

"Right, this, instant. Grandpa, how do you deal with it?"

"I assemble what weapons I can find, because sometimes to stay alive you gotta kill your mind."

"Wait wait wait wait! I will say that we should take a day to break away, right? From all the pain our brain has made!" Izuna speaks this time, looking for an excuse to free himself from the uncomfortable meetings the family is forced to go through. "I will say that we should take a moment and hold it, keep it frozen and know that life has a hopeful undertone!" He looks to the others for approval, glancing at each member of the session, but gets no allies. None of them want to be there, but this is the only way to be free of the curse that condemns them.

Talk.

"But… Am I the only one I know? Waging my wars behind my face and above my throat? Shadows will scream that I'm alone..." Indra resumes his initial question, lowering his gaze again as he does not expect answers.

"Grandfather… we've made it this far." Itachi, against all odds, affirms.

“Kid… I guess we've made it this far… yes…”

#indra otsutsuki #otsutsuki indra #indra #uchiha clan #uchiha izuna #izuna #izuna uchiha #madara uchiha #uchiha madara #madara #uchiha obito #obito uchiha #obito #shisui uchiha #uchiha shisui #shisui #itachi uchiha #uchiha itachi #itachi #sasuke uchiha #uchiha sasuke #sasuke #naruto imagines #naruto #naruto shippuden

[shisui-shrine]

Spoiling them after a hard day

Shisui X F!Reader smut

Gaara X F!Reader smut

Shisui

(Oral, male receiving, gentle hair pulling, slightly submissive Shisui, unprotected sex)

He's been on some very stressful and tiring missions lately, all back to back

So when he finally got some time to rest, he was more than relieved

Upon finding out that you'll be in the village at the same time as him, happiness flowed right through him

Two weeks of free time and being able to spend it fully with his lovely girlfriend?

Sign him up, right now!

So in the evening after a long and refreshing shower, he leaned his head against your chest, his body laying on top of your legs

He simply closes his eyes as you comb through his curls, having greatly missed your touch

"Mhhhhm, I missed you", he murmurs, your chest providing a very comfortable pillow for him

He got up from his laying position and pressed a kiss to your lips

It started soft and gentle but quickly grew more needy and passionate

"And I missed something else too" he whispers against your lips, pulling your shirt over your head

As he lays you down on the sofa however, you get up and gently push him down

Shisui looks at you curiously, but lets you proceed

You pull down his pants, his bulge being prominent as ever under his boxershorts

You nuzzle it a little with your cheek, Shisui's sigh spurring you on

You pull his boxers down, his cock springing free, a drop of pre-cum already visible on the tip

You gently begin to kitten-lick it off, holding onto your boyfriend's hips as you lean over his body

"Pl-Please..." he moans, grabbing onto your hair and gently pulling it, not wanting to hurt you, but also silently telling you to keep going

You chuckle at his desperate state, a little amused at how easily you can make one of the strongest shinobi crumble under your touch so easily

You take his tip into your mouth and suckle carefully, well aware that the more exhausted he is, the slower he wants it

As you take him deeper with each movement of your head, his moans start getting louder, his eyes closing and his mouth agape

One hand moves from his hip to his testicle, ever so gently and carefully playing with it

That sends him over the edge and he bucks his hips against your mouth as his cum spurs down your throat, yet a little of the salty aftertaste still present on your tongue

Despite this you take him completely in one last time, making sure he's completely clean and then release his cock with a quiet pop

Looking up at him you see him breathing heavily, a few curls sticking to his forehead with sweat

You get up and crawl next to him, pulling his head against your chest

"You always know how to treat me just right" he chuckle, pressing a kiss to your chest

"I'm glad you think so, my dear" you say in response, laying your cheek on the top of his head and continue to stay in this position for at least a while

Gaara

(Handjob, praise kink, slightly submissive Gaara)

As Kazekage Gaara very rarely has any free time whatsoever, spending the majority of his waking hours on paperwork

So both of you are more than delighted when he comes home early for dinner

Despite your protests, he still insists on cooking with you

So you just accept with a small chuckle and pass him a cutting board and knife

After a very delicious dinner you two decide to go to bed early, both of you tired from long hours of work

While sitting on his lap, back leaned against his chest and reading your book, you start feeling a poke against your lower back

"I-I apologise", your boyfriend mumbles, while his face is almost indistinguishable from his hair

"No, no, it's fine. Actually, I know exactly what you need right now", you grin and slowly turn around so you face him

You kiss him onto his soft lips and he immediately kisses you back, his hand comfortably positioned on the small of your back and your waist

While kissing him you slowly let your hands wander over his torso, feeling his toned body under your fingertips

He moans into your mouth, closing his eyes to fully enjoy the sensations of your skin on his

"Please. Touch me more", he whispers against your lips, grabbing your hand and carefully pushing it downwards

"Anything for you, my love", you smile and press a kiss to his nose

You gently grab a hold of his cock and slowly pump your hand up and down his shaft

Feeling the soft skin on your hands, the pulsing of his veins, the precum dripping onto your thigh makes you moan in return

"So good", you into against the kiss, "you look so good right now"

Gaara let out a few high-pitched moans, grabbing your waist a little tighter

"I-I'm close", he warns looking at you with half-lidded eyes

You speed up your movements, determined to send him over the edge

As you kiss him deeply, wrapping your tongue around his, he cums with a breathy moan, his grip tightening even more, his seed dripping onto your thigh and getting a little onto your hand

For a few seconds he just lets his head fall back, taking deep breaths

He lets his head fall forward, face hidden in the crook of your neck

"Thank you, Y/N. It was amazing, as always. You're amazing"

"You're at least just as amazing", you smile warmly and get down from his lap, sitting down next to him and letting your head fall onto his shoulder

"I hope I could help you with alleviating some of your stress", you say after a few moments of silence

"You certainly did. Just as you always do"

#naruto x reader #shisui x reader #gaara x reader #shisui uchiha x reader #shisui #shisui uchiha #gaara #sabaku no gaara #naruto shippuden x reader #smut #uchiha x reader #i had writing block for so long #i'm glad i could think of something #headcanons #hc #x reader

[alustriel-the-star]

Itachi x Shisui x Fem!Reader

Warning: 18+ , mdni , smut.....

masterlist

A gap. Doors were not tightly closed. There was soft light coming out. That was what caught your attention. Strange doors half open this room was always under lock. You were curious by nature so you peeked trough.

There was two figures there, half in dark, half in light. You recgonized them at once. The slender one with his back to the doors was Itachi. The other one holding him was Shisui. They were kissing . So passionetly so hungirly. Itachi was naked , he was straddling Shisuis thigh. Itachi's hand was fondling Shisui's balls. His hand other was caressing Shisui's short hair.

Itachi was moving his hips against Shisui's thigh. His back twisting as he searched for pleasure. Wich Shisui has found as it seemed in palm of Itachi's hand his soft moan was proof.

Sighs filled the air as the two of them exchanged gentleness. You could not see, where ventured Shisui's other hand, where ever it was it made Itachi moan.

Both of them were your friends. But yet you felt strong pang of jealousy. They loved eachother but not you? Why? Itachi went on this dangerous mission. You expected him to come to you as always to greet you.

Shisui saw you. That look in his eyes, the Uchiha fire luring you to come and get warmed by it.

"Whom do you want first?"

"Itachi" you replied

"Ah as virgin for a virgin you have no idea how long he dreamed about you. I took virginity of his ass, but all the rest can be yours. I bet that sometimes he imagined you when he was with me. Your sweet Ita. Touch him, touch him there, he is so hard just for you. Touch that young body....fuck look how he press so egerly against your palm. How he blushes just for you"

Who would have guess that always quiet Shisui, that funny and always ready to help anyone ..that Shisui was now this lustful man.

And you caressed Itachi gently squeezing the tip then you would run fingers over that vein. He moaned a reward for you.

Shisui took off all of your clothes, revealing everything that both of them wanted to see for years.

"You are so perfect so beautiful" Itachi said caressing your skin

Itachi set your hair free, and it fell like a waterfall over your shoulders. Shisui could see your perfect back your ass, and he could not stop himself from caressing and touching.

"I can't stop myself from imagining how would it feel. How would it feel when my balls hit that skin of yours." Fire in Shisui was going out of control. He was so taken by the sight of you two together.

Shisui was a voyeur, you were sure of that. One more kink on the Uchiha list.

Shisui's fingers were between your legs, caressing those wet folds. He was pleasing you, while you did same to Itachi. You backed your head, it was too much, that building pleasure made you shiver . Your hand went over your mouth.

"Don't. I want to hear your melodic voice while Shisui is pleasing you"

Your fingers start to shake around Itachi's body. A little sound, a soft moan came that out. You could not think straight as Itachis lips found yours. You whimpered as you kissed him passionetly. When Iitachi blinked looking at you trough that dark lashes, red of the sharingan greeted you. He wanted to memorize it all.

Shisui helped you to climb on top of Itachi. You straddle him slowly lowering herself down onto his cock while, itachi whimpered and moaned just for you, just because of you.

You bit your lip as he moved, slight pain, but after few push of his hips bliss took you.I tachi took hold of your hips, that feeling, he was stretching your walls sending waves of pleasure trough your whole body. The more he pushed the more your warm, spongy walls gripped at him. Groan escaped Itachis lips, and Shisui was there eating that groan. The sight of them kissing before you send another wave of need, of jealosu , of possesivnes trough you.

Slowly they worked their lips together just for you. When they parted their heads pressed together enjoying the look of the ectasy on your face.

Itachis hips moved again against you and you gladly let him, you welcomed that. Every single thrust of his hitting that right spot. You were getting closer and closer to that braking point. Your nails digging into the skin of his bacl leaving half moon shaped marks.

Your walls gripped him like a dead lock as you came, and the Uchiha followed right after you shattering. His warm seed filling your womb.

Like in haze you two heard Shisui moan desperately by your side. Warm ribbons of his come decorating your back. When he went back there?

#shisui uchiha #itachi uchiha #itachi uchiha x reader #uchiha shisui #shisui x reader #shisui x you #shisui smut #itachi smut #shisui x itachi #shiita #itashi #naruto fanfiction #itachi imagines #itachi x y/n #itachi x reader #itachi x you #naruto smut

[turtledealer]

Itachi x Reader (angst)

songfic: unlucky by Lunar Vacations

"could go outside

Let the wind flow through me If stood in the sun

I would vanish completely"

Itachi sits in the room he's been staying in for as long as he's been gone from the hidden leaf village. The silence of his room is only accompanied by the tormenting whispers of his walls. He's gotten too sick to really wander around outside like he used to do. Keeping up a façade of strength around his fellow Akatsuki members was draining him more and more. He truly just wished to rest. To be freed from his burdens but he knows he can only let Sasuke do that for him. His dearest little brother that he loved oh so much, only second to you. His best friend.

"I remember you said

If you walk the line, then your feet will get cut

So unlucky"

He kicks his feet over the edge of his bed, walking over to some picture frames. His room was minimal because he didn't have any need for any materialistic things since they'd be worthless anyways in the end. The edges of him mouth turn into a tiny smile, to an untrained eye it wouldn't look like nothing much more than his usual face, but he knows you would've recognized it as his smile. His eyes lightly gaze upon the small assortment of pictures. Pictures of you, Sasuke and him spending time together. These pictures haunt him in the form of guilt and anguish. As he stands there he recalls some memories of you and him.

"Itachi!" You yell at him, out of breath. "You idiot why do you always have to walk so fast!" You laugh and nudge his shoulder.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry, I need to get to my training soon though" he smiles at you softly. His eyes are gentle and friendly.

"It's quite alright, you should take it easy though 'tachi.." you say, a semblance of worry crossing your face. "If you keep your training up day and night, you'll only cause yourself harm"

He nods in agreement, he knows, but there's not much he can do. He doesn't have a choice but he'll entertain your worries if it will ease your heart, even slightly. "Yes, I will.. thank you y/n". He's lucky to have such a sweet friend like you by his side.

"You're in love and I'm unlucky See you in the street

Start to wonder deeply

If changed how i was

How would everyone view me?"

Itachi always knew of your crush on him, he knows shisui only hit on you to try to get him to put up a fight over you. However being in the ANBU doesn't permit such feelings. He knows it won't end up well for either of you. Unfortunately at his young age, he should've been able to explore that, to explore love. He shouldn't have seen the horrors of war the way he did, he shouldn't have had to train so hard for the sake of his clan the way he has since he was a young boy, but life has it's inequalities. Luck was never on Itachi's side, unluckily for you, otherwise maybe...just maybe.. you both could've had a fighting chance in the future to be happy.

"Safe face for tonight

Keep on thinking

It's just a line

Safe face for tonight

know you're thinking It's only right"

It's hours before his big mission now. He's counting down the seconds from when his life is completely tattered and ruined. He felt a piece of his heart shatter when he told Sasuke he couldn't help him. He wanted nothing more than to hold him close and tell him that no matter what, his big brother loves him more than anything in this world. After all of this, he knows Sasuke will never see his big brother in a good light again. He hopes he left his baby brother with some good memories of him even if he hides them away. He knows he should go see you, before everything happens he wants to see your smile just once. He heads over to your home.

"tachi! Hey! How nice to grace me with your presence!" You beam brightly, dashing over to him. You haven't seen your crush in so long and it's so wonderful to know he has some time to visit you. You can tell something's off, his eyes are dull and there's remorse written all over them.

"Hey 'tachi what's wrong?" Worry laced through every syllable.

"Nothing nothing y/n, you just know missions and training have kept me busy nonstop.. I'm just tired" he gives halfheartedly with a plastic smile. Itachi wasn't a very touchy or affectionate person, even as friends but he knows he's never gonna see you again.

"H-hey! What're you doing?" You blush at the sudden embrace you're given. Something is seriously wrong but you won't know what it is unless he tells you, so for now you give him a light squeeze back. He pulls away slightly, looking at your face, analyzing every single shift in your features. To you, he seems like he's peering into your very soul and it's a little unnerving, but to him he's memorizing every single thing about you that he can. He smiles lightly, a genuine smile for once in quite some time. "sorry If I'm worrying you, I just have a long mission soon.. just trying to say my... See you later..." He hesitates trying to find a good way to phrase what he wishes to say.

"I'm going to head off now.." he moves your hair from your face carefully, almost as if he's afraid to touch you like you'll crumble into pieces.

"Be safe itachi! I have something I wanna talk to you about when you get back so you better be safe!" You punch his arm gently, suddenly recalling something.

"Oh! Here's a gift I've been meaning to give you for your birthday I missed since you were training too hard!" You pull a necklace out of your pocket. It's obviously a little hand carved necklace you got from a vendor nearby for cheap, but to itachi, he wouldn't sell this for the world.

"Thank you y/n.. I'll cherish it every single day I'm away" he bows slightly and starts to take this leave.

"Hey one last thing!" You yell from afar, "Don't train too hard or you'll only harm yourself" you giggle lightly whilst waving goodbye to the young boy. You hope you can see him again soon, you wanted to tell him how you felt, after all, it's one of the last things shisui told you that you should do before he disappeared.

"You're in love and l'm unlucky"

Later on into the night, after killing his whole village and dealing with Sasuke, he had one stop left. Your home.

He slowly walks down the familiar path into your yard. Leaves crunching with every step. Blood covers every article of clothing. He slowly opens the door to your home. He knew you lived alone after you were orphaned at such a young age due to the wars. He hopes you'd understand in the afterlife that this was to stop others from the same thing.

" Hmm..? 'tachi?" You wipe your eyes lightly whilst lifting yourself out of bed. Your vision is still blurry from just being awoken. "It's really late to visit.. you should've come by in the morning" you yawn out. There's a putrid smell in the air and you can only assume it's the garbage you haven't taken out in a couple days.

"Y/n... Forgive me..." He practically begs, tears falling from his eyes. He slowly pulls his katana out from behind him, the blade dripping with blood.

"Itachi? What the hell are you doing?" You ask, finally seeing the sight in front of you. Dead eyes, tears, blood covering every inch of the man before you, and a blade pouring blood. You back away slowly, getting your chakra ready. Before you can do anything you're suddenly unable to move. "Itachi no.. itachi what are you doing??" You cry out, you can't stop shaking no matter how hard you try to seem brave.

Itachi looks at you, his eyes can't seem to stop watering, his heart aches more and more with every single step he takes towards you. "shisui had told me you loved me before...." He begins "I'm sorry I could never reciprocate those feelings.. I'm sorry for everything... I hope one day you'll forgive me.. one day far into the future when we're both in the afterlife I hope... I hope you'll see I'm doing this for everyone's sake... I-im... not doing this because I want to .. god how I wished this moment would never come.." he chokes out, pointing the katana at your shaking body.

"But...just know.. maybe in another life.. I can love you without this guilt.. maybe in another life we grow up together and become amazing Shinobi and eventually even start dating... Maybe in another life I'll be a good brother in Sasuke's eyes as well... " He pushes the sword forward, wincing at the feeling the blade piercing your flesh.

You yell in pain at every move he makes. "I hate you..itachi.. you're a monster.." you finish as he plunges the blade into you all at once. You take a final look at the man you had once loved, your best friend, ironic that it ended up like this. You'll never forgive him. No matter what.

"I love you"

Itachi falls to his knees, his time is coming soon and he'd have to face you again. That's what he feared most. He loved you so much and he killed you. He betrayed you.

He wipes his tears away and gets up to grab a note he had written and some flowers. He heads to your grave and gently places the note and flowers down. "Hey y/n... I'm sorry for bothering you... I'll... Get what I deserve here soon... So unfortunately you'll have to see me again" he weakly laughs out. "I'm sorry for everything, I'll explain every single thing to you. You don't have to forgive me.. I just wanna see your face one more time.. it torments me every night.. I close my eyes and I see the look in your eyes you had when I killed you .. I hear you repeating monster over and over again.. you're so painfully right.. maybe.. we can start over with new memories and new lives.. y/n.. I'm so genuinely sorry... It'll be by Sasuke's hands too, I know that you'll be glad to hear it, I ruined his life and now he's getting vengeance for you and everyone else.. it's what he deserves" he smiles sadly, wiping his tears. "I'm sick and dying anyways.. this is the only fair way to go.. don't you think y/n? You were right.. the training and over doing it really messed me up... I should've listened to you shouldn't I?" He smiles while getting up. It's time. He knows he has to go and handle what he needs to handle. "Goodbye.. I'll see you soon y/n... I'm sorry"

#naruto x reader angst #itachi x reader #kakashi #animedrawing #madara x reader #naruto #naruto shippuuden #naruto x reader #fanfic #uchiha itachi #angst fic

[yamanaka-shin]

I'd like to thank @hkzv for drawing my boy again, as one last Pride Month piece. I had this image in mind for a while because I wanted to write a small scene to go with it. And the nice touch Hkzv put into the art of matching Kouta's hoodie to the binder truly is such a sweet thing.

In addition to my boy Kouta and his Raijuu, there is also a little cameo from @uchihashisuii 's wonderful girl Akari Nara.

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He makes sure to open and close the door gently when he finally returns home for the day after work. With an upbeat mood and unusually good energy level, he's in no rush and no hurry to destress and so has time to make sure he's careful with everything he does. But it seems even his muted volume actions have caught the attention of someone else who is currently home. While Kouta takes off his shoes, hoping he hasn't tracked in too much dirt with him, he fails to notice the brown eyes that peek around the corner at him to examine who has entered the home. And when he looks up again to see himself being watched, he jumps just a little bit in surprise.

"How was it today?" Akari greets him, keeping her voice down so as not to jostle him more. She knows well by now how easy it is to startle the former Taki nin even on a good day. "You seem like you're feeling good."

Kouta collects his wits and puts on a smile for the Nara matriarch. She definitely didn't mean to catch him by surprise and he won't hold it against her. "I think it went well. It's good to have a day out of the shop anyway, didn't feel like getting so sweaty for hours working in close proximity to fire. I already need a shower badly and that wouldn't have helped. Probably going to take one before bed tonight."

She laughs to herself a little as she examines his usual outfit of choice and considers the irony. And to boot, the hoodie is definitely zipped up all the way today. But she's just glad that he has had a productive and easy day and so hopes that whatever he has planned for the rest of it only makes it better. Anything that takes his mind off the fact that his partner is absent, because said partner had told him not fixate and make himself feel more lonely, was a good thing. Kouta carefully unzips the hoodie now that his shoes are off but opts not to remove it entirely. At first she's unsure why but after examining him a little more she figures it out. Which is about when the hood itself moves slightly before a little furry head pokes out to look at her.

So he let the little beast have some time out today huh? At least it seemed to be behaving at a cursory glance. Whether that was because its chosen enemy was still absent today or not was unclear and Akari figured it was better she didn't know the answer to that question. Instead, she bids the two farewell as she still had business to attend to around the estate. "If you need anything you won't have trouble finding me. And don't hesitate to ask. Take care, Kouta."

He waves a little and returns the sentiment. It's a little formal but he tries to maintain that level of respect for his partner's mother.. "Thank you and take care. I'll see you around Ms. Nara."

Akari slips out of his sight in the next moment and he can hear another door open and close quickly as she heads to her next destination. Now it's most likely just him in the house as he knows Shisui is probably off on a mission and Sai is over with his fiance at the Yamanaka sector of the village, perhaps even helping her out in the flower shop. Kouta is overjoyed for him when he sees how happy Sai is with the life he's leading these days. That lovely woman Ino adores him more than anything else in the world and the two are so good together. Truthfully, the wedding couldn't come soon enough if you asked the ex Taki nin.

His train of thought is cut off then by the feeling of his animal companion scrambling out of his hood to drape across his shoulders like a gaudy but warm fur stole. In its clumsy movements the fabric of the hood clings to it and manages to work over his head as if he had put it on himself a little haphazardly. Rather than fix it yet, he let the Raijuu get comfortable again and settle down before he went and messed with its former choice of bed. And eventually the hood was forgotten altogether as he managed to make it to his room, train of thought still blissfully empty. By the time he realized he'd forgotten to fix it he didn't think it was necessary. No. There was something else that caught his eye in that moment that became his priority. And when he reached for it, his strange animal companion suddenly scurried down the length of his outstretched arm and tumbled onto the bed.

"Don't you try anything." He scolds, not taking his eyes off the bold little animal currently getting its bearings. Kouta thinks he knows what it's thinking and is proven right rather quickly.

The stray Raijuu, true to form, immediately grabs hold of the article of clothing lying on the foot of the bed with its little teeth and shakes it lightly. It knows exactly what it's doing and Kouta can only sigh as he watches on. After a moment, he reaches over with one hand as if to say 'give it here' but his constant companion only slinks further away from him. He knows it can understand him even if it can't talk back. He's aware of what's going on and he refuses to feed into the bad habit by yelling and chasing. This is not a game and eventually that will sink in.

"I know you can smell Shin on that binder because it belongs to them. I know you're doing this because you don't like them." He keeps his volume reasonable. No need to make a scene in the middle of the day. "They'll be home in a couple days and you gotta be nice to them. You gotta go easy, okay? They will need gentle care for a while and that means you're not allowed to be spiteful."

Its eyes lock with his for a few moments as if it's considering its next move internally. And, to his surprise, it begins to come over to him with the binder still held in its mouth. When he reaches over for it again the weasel relinquishes the item without a fuss despite looking like it wanted to continue to play keep away. Kouta brings the thing up out of its immediate reach and examines the binder closely, letting his mind wander, almost forgetting he's not alone in the bedroom. There isn't any damage to the well worn fabric caused by sharp little teeth thankfully. Though, even if there had been holes poked through, he would have made sure to repair each one carefully.

"Thank you for being nice this time." He manages to get out, a little spacey, and his weasely companion seems to finally give up the rowdy mood.

Now he holds the article of clothing up to eye level, looking at it from every angle, thinking about how long they must have had this particular one. There may not have been any bite punctures inflicted this time but it still showed its age and level of use plainly. It wasn't the same zipper one he had first seen on them years earlier. No, Shin had told him that that one was a gift from their mother after they had had some issues getting in and out of a pullover one as a teenager. At some point they had had this one made special. It was another pullover but they didn't mind since they had him around to help with removing it at the end of the day in the case that it was causing a problem. Kouta never minded the task. By now the colorful fabric, patterned like the agender flag, was wearing out bit by bit and seemed like it had been pretty stretched out. In any other version of events this is when he would have had a new one made for them. But thankfully the days of binders were finally over. He couldn't be happier for them at that fact.

"Yeah...I can't wait till they're home." He quietly talks to himself. It makes him almost not register the sensation of a small animal scaling his upper arm once more to rest across his shoulders. When he does fully notice, he very gently raises one hand to the Raijuu to stroke the fur on its head. "Can't say the same for you though, huh? You better be good to them or I'm not letting you have any out time for a while." Despite his scolding, he's laughing just a little. And his pouting pet makes no motions to suggest it's intending to give him any problems.

After a few more moments, Kouta sets the binder down on the end of the bed once more. He'll have to move it somewhere it won't fall on the floor later. And find a spot to store it as soon as his partner was back from their hospital stay as they no longer needed to wear it. He was missing them terribly the more he thought about it and almost wished he didn't have to go back to his shift at the shop tomorrow. Instead, he'd like to go see how they were recovering after the surgery. But they'd told him before all of it that it was better if he kept himself busy instead of worrying over them all week they had to stay for post-surgical care and monitoring. It pained him to say they had a point but he could find no way to argue with that logic. Shin knew his habits very well and thus knew how to keep him from falling into the bad ones over and over.

"You wanna go see what we can't get as far as food goes maybe?" He talks to the Raijuu on his shoulder as if it could speak back to him. The little mustelid does not make a sound or movement but that doesn't bother him. "Okay let's go do that. I'll probably feel better after eating something. Maybe you will too."

So he leaves the binder back where it had been before, making a mental note to move it tonight, as he heads out of the house he'd been staying in these days with Akari and Shisui and Shin. The two parents had graciously invited him to stay with them as they knew his partner, their son, would not be able to do a lot of serious activity for a while and it would benefit them more to have their parents AND Kouta around to help with anything they'd need during the downtime. With this in mind, Kouta and his constant musteline companion head towards the center of his favorite food district, his thoughts never leaving the feeling of missing his beloved partner, hoping that a late lunch would be a great distraction from the melancholy. When Shin was back home all would be well again. Until then, Kouta knew he had to keep himself busy and right now the best way to do that was with some good food. Maybe he'd invite Akari out with him tomorrow after he got out of work so she'd be able to have a break, too, from all she'd been doing.

#Naruto #Naruto Shippuden #Naruto OC #OC/Canon #Naruto OC/Canon #Pride #Pride Month #agender #transmasc

[riversimmone]

Risqué

Risqué

RiverOfTheSand

Summary:

No, he didn't want to be shown a good time. No, he didn't swing THAT way. NO, he didn't want to prove it. But there was no doubt in her mind that Sasuke wasn't asexual when she ground her hips. Sakura had him by the short hairs. And Kami help him, he LIKED it. Non-mass SasuSaku.

Notes:

Rated Mature. I hope you all enjoy. :)

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"Welcome to Club Risqué; the only venue in all of Konoha where the girls are hot, the drinks are cold, and money can buy your sou... oh... uh, I mean happiness."

Sasuke Uchiha frowned at the bouncing, overly excited man who greeted them at the door to the club his brother and cousin were practically dragging him to. The man wore a top hat and formal suit that was riddled with sequins – the latter brightly affirming all the colours of a rainbow, and more. Who was he to talk about what was hot?

He was a civilian version of the infamous Gai-Lee dance routine, with sequins to boot – all it missed was the pelvic thrust.

Sasuke shivered, and turned away from him, hesitant to enter Club Risqué as his cousin now argued in whispered tones with the circus freak that was doubling as the bouncer, and his aniki watched on patiently.

'Why did I ever agree to this?'

This was not an establishment that Shinobi frequented if they wanted to keep their reputations intact. And on top of that, he was an Uchiha. His father would have a fit if he knew he was here. He still couldn't believe that Itachi had actually been here a number of times – Shisui was a bad influence it seemed.

Speaking of the devil – Sasuke watched Shisui surreptitiously slip the bouncer a roll of bills. The gaudy man grinned and waved them through, ahead of the line.

"No responsibilities!" Shisui whistled, waving them over. "No elders, and..." He pointed at Itachi. "No sitting being a fuss pot this time! We're here to get laid, no strings attached." He wiggled his finger at Sasuke. "And that goes double for you, Mr Virgin Kill Joy. You're getting some too, alright? Got that? Good. Now follow me."

Grudgingly, Sasuke did as he was told. Itachi gave him a "don't complain" look. Like he was one to go back on a promise – he'd been hanging around the dobe too long, after all. He was obligated to come here, but not to do anything in this overdone nightclub; turning up and pretending to enjoy himself was what he did best after all.

Sasuke followed his cousin and brother past the velvet ropes, rolled his eyes at the envious looks on those still waiting in line, and resolved himself to a night of boredom and frustration.

The inside was not what he expected. It was actually decent – not a sequin in sight – and despite the fact that the dancers were barely wearing anything at all, the club clearly targeted both male and female clientele.

"I don't want either of you losers as a wingman," Shisui announced, before heading off on his own.

Sasuke snorted and Itachi covertly rolled his eyes. The man just knew he'd be outclassed.

"Aren't you going off somewhere too?" Sasuke asked.

Itachi narrowed his eyes lightly at him. He wasn't here for himself tonight. If something happened, it happened, but he had a blonde to find, and a "business" transaction to make, so he turned and walked away from his otouto, knowing Sasuke would go and find a corner where no-one could see him, and attempt to wait the rest of the night out.

"Whatever," Sasuke snapped at his brother's retreating back.

He looked around, nervous all of a sudden. Curious and lustful eyes were moving toward him, and he didn't like it. A small alcove caught his attention, and he made for it, accidentally bumping into a number of idiots with drinks in their hands – should they really be holding them and dancing at the same time? And it looked like the cover charge included said drinks – maybe just for Friday nights, which would explain what he was seeing. People were taking drinks off of waiters, without paying, and the smartly dressed servers ducked and weaved the more greedy (and therefore drunken) hands with the skill and speed of seasoned Shinobi.

It was actually, and surprisingly so, mildly entertaining to watch.

Itachi watched his brother predictably move away from the crowd, wishing Sasuke would get over whatever had made him like this. Maximum aloofness was a typical Uchiha trait, but Sasuke had always been more expressive than the rest of the clan – with the probable exception of Shisui. He wasn't Naruto Uzumaki (no-one was), but he'd accepted the fact that emotions weren't a weakness. And then on his fourteenth birthday, he did a "one eighty" on his personality and withdrew from his former self.

Sighing deeply, Itachi scanned the crowd, wondering if she was here yet. He hadn't been thinking about taking Sasuke to a brothel, and it had been difficult to convince Shisui that paying for sex wasn't the way to deal with this, but it was surprisingly annoying to him that Sasuke didn't have any social experience. And then of course, Shisui had insisted they get him laid.

Whatever Sasuke decided, Itachi was happy enough with – the only problem would be their incorrigible cousin. There were a number of places Shisui had suggested before agreeing to Club Risqué; Otafuku Gai for example, was a town where people went to lose their virginity, their money, and their pride – and not necessarily in that order. But he would not have his otouto getting dragged into some disease infested brothel just to satiate his cousin's curiosity. So far, the older Uchiha had behaved himself and kept his philandering ways to more respectable women, but there was only so much that Shisui was willing to give up on. He was a hard-ass when he wanted to be.

And respectable was a relative term when dealing with Shisui Uchiha.

Instead, Itachi had timed this outing with Ino Yamanaka, hoping the girl was as persuasive as the rumours painted her. For this very delicate situation, he'd have preferred a more natural/normal setting, but one could only ignore Shisui's nagging for so long.

And he had a certain someone in mind for his otouto. The only girl Sasuke's age that he had shown no contempt for... at some point or other. He smiled as he spotted the familiar bob of pink hair – Kami had answered his prayers. As Ino had promised, Sakura Haruno had indeed just entered the club for the first time ever.

–XXX–

Sakura weaved through the crowd as she danced, trying to get away from the more eager patrons. She wasn't here for the club motto: "get in, get laid, and get out". She had been coerced and tricked into coming to Club Risqué.

How she'd managed to let Ino persuade her to come to this place was beyond Sakura. One minute, Ino was keeping her promise to let the pinkette off the hook about these places, and the next she was ranting and raving about Club Risqué – a new club that was changing the nightclub world, apparently. Even ninja were migrating here, since The Kunai had become so drab and boring these days.

Sakura preferred drab and boring to being stared at by every lecherous man in this place.

But Sakura decided to humour her, if only to shut her up – she planned to spend just enough time dancing and drinking to slip out once Ino had found a new guy to mount. But the blonde was up to something. She hadn't let Sakura out of her sight. Teasing and attracting guys came natural to Ino, but she was pushing them away tonight, albeit gently. Nothing to say, "get the fuck out of my face". Just to say "maybe later". It had Sakura wary, her hackles raised, her Kunoichi senses primed, and her eyes on the door, just in case she needed a quick exit.

This place was okay... she supposed. But getting groped by strangers wasn't her thing. It was so far outside her thing.

Like when a waiter, who was just randomly swerving between the patrons, offered her a Strawberry Genjutsu, she just knew he wasn't being rhetorical. It smelt like someone had spiked it. Ino told her to stop being a bore, and dance.

Strong arms encircled her a moment later; the warm body behind her moving sensually, and in a way that made her sigh rather than pull away.

"Fancy seeing you here, Saku-chan."

The deep baritone took her by surprise. She turned around to face Itachi. She hated being called Saku-chan. "Fancy seeing you here, Ita-kun."

He smirked at her. And he hated being called Ita-kun. "Rumours of my holing up in the Uchiha compound are exaggerated, as you can see."

"Yes, I see."

Ino sauntered up to him, tapping his shoulder. "I remember reserving a dance, Uchiha-san."

Itachi nodded to her. "In a moment – I wouldn't want to give Sakura the wrong idea, would I?"

"I'm all danced out," Sakura insisted, knowing that if she let Itachi run this line long enough, he'd hog her for the rest of the night. Being on Sasuke's genin team, she knew more about him than, well... most people. Under that calm and seemingly uncaring exterior, he could be a gigantic flirt – if he really wanted to, and if one was lucky enough to garner his attention, that is.

He merely nodded to her however, knowing he wouldn't convince her, and was reluctantly allowing Ino to draw him away.

If Sakura didn't already know that Itachi had no sexual interest in Ino, she'd feel sorry for him right now.

She sighed and made her way off of the dance floor. A small corner where the chances of being spotter were minute was sounding attractive right now. She grabbed a Strawberry Genjutsu and headed for said alcove (she hadn't actually accepted the other one).

Sakura stopped after a few steps and groaned.

Sasuke had already stolen her spot.

Sakura watched him closely, her mind whirring. What the hell was he doing in a place like this?

Ino had pretty much proved he was asexual – on her last seduction mission, he'd been a last minute back-up (a tag-along bodyguard, so to speak), and she was adamant that he hadn't reacted to any of the male or female strippers. There had even been geisha. Sasuke wasn't as stoic as his elder brother (when he wasn't being cheeky or flirting anyway), so Ino was confident his lack of a reaction meant he wasn't interested in sex.

So Sakura had reluctantly written him off; she was still a virgin, mind, given that her morals could run circles around Ino's. What girl gave up her childhood crush as an impossible dream? She did. She already had. But looking at Sasuke now, as he shifted to avoid catching the attention of a passing stripper, his eyes roving over the dance floor, she wondered if he even knew this club's more seedy reputation.

She narrowed her eyes at him. He certainly looked uninterested in the entertainment.

Sasuke's official fan club was still in denial, of course.

She grinned at that. Sakura's mind was suddenly made up. She swirled her Strawberry Genjutsu with her forefinger, smiled at her decision, and sauntered over to him. She was dressed the part – her dress low cut, sleek and black (Ino wouldn't let her leave her house in anything that wasn't).

"Not dancing tonight, Sasuke?"

He looked up at her, surprise gracing his face before he schooled his features. "No."

She sat next to him, crossing her legs and leaning forward on her knees; her eyes scanned the crowd absentmindedly as she swished the glass in her hand around. "Seems a waste, to get dressed up and not do anything about it."

"Then go dance."

She turned to face him. "Itachi's already had the pleasure." She winked at him, inwardly chuckling when he frowned.

"You danced with my aniki?"

"That is what I just said, Sasuke."

He grunted softly, leaning backward. "I don't dance."

"I wasn't asking, Sasuke."

"Hn."

She sighed, stood up, downed her drink, handed it off to a waiter passing by, and held her hand out to Sasuke. "I'm telling."

"No."

"Lap dance?"

"No."

She smiled. "It's one or the other, Sasu-chan."

He growled at her for the teasing endearment. He hated honorifics. "No."

"Everyone's going to know, come Monday, that you were here, Sasuke."

"Is that a threat?"

"It's a promise."

Reluctantly, and after a drawn out sigh, Sasuke climbed to his feet. Sakura snatched up his hand and dragged him onto the dance floor.

"You put your hands on me," Sakura instructed, turning away from him to press her back against his front; her hands guided his to her waist. "And you move to the beat."

The flashing of brightly coloured lights from the ceiling fixtures covered the blush now adorning his face, and Sasuke succeeded in hiding it from Sakura, turning his head slightly.

"I know how to dance," he growled into her ear.

She giggled. "Sorry, but this is a little different from the waltz and those other proper dance steps you Uchiha are taught."

"Well what–"

Sakura ground her arse against his groin without warning, one arm going to the side of his leg as she did this. He was shocked by her candour, resisting the urge to groan in response. He wasn't stupid... she had planned this. His body reacted where he wouldn't, and it swayed, and trembled slightly in tandem with hers. He surprised himself, gripping her tighter to him and closing his eyes.

It was one of those moments that you don't see coming, where the decision between flight and fight could change your life. And when it hits you, you either suddenly find yourself devoid of the ability to fight back, or with an overwhelming urge to flee. He couldn't tear himself away from her, so for the first time in his life, Sasuke gave into his base urges, and moved as though making love on the dance floor. It wasn't sex. It was something else. Something more restricted, but no less intimate.

"Sasuke..." Sakura moaned, and the blood in his body pooled in a southerly direction.

She spun around to face him, ecstatic when she saw the look in his eyes reflecting her own lust.

"Let's go somewhere more private," she suggested, and he nodded.

Sakura took his hand and led him away.

And neither of them noticed the two smug looking sets of eyes watching them from afar, as they disappeared from the crowd, heading toward one of the private rooms that made this club so popular.

Itachi was glad. He wrenched himself loose from Ino, and went to find a distraction of his own.

–XXX–

Sakura kicked off her open toed high heels, dropped her pursed by the now closed door and turned to view the room. Set up like a normal bedroom, it even had an adjoining washroom.

Not that she needed it. She was fine.

Sasuke was staring at her and she smiled.

She took his hand. "Come on, we only have this room for a couple of hours."

If he was nervous, he wasn't showing it. Sasuke went to undress but she stopped him, her fingers taking over; he was wearing a black suit, one that complimented his form without hugging it. She undid his tie, threw it over her shoulder, undid the buttons of his jacket, and slid it off. Sasuke watched her intently as she pulled his shirt off, smirking lightly at the look of rapture on her face – she was checking him out. He stopped her from going any further, pulling her over to the bed and half throwing her onto it.

Emboldened by her confidence, he returned the favour, slowly and teasingly sliding the dress down and off of her. She moved to hide herself, suddenly self-conscious of Sasuke seeing her in her underwear, but he caught her hands, pushing them aside.

"No," he growled. "Don't hide from me."

He climbed on top of her, pressing his lips to her neck as she sighed, melting against his embrace. Her hands went to his belt, quickly divesting him of it, and undoing his pants, leaving him in boxers. She groaned as he ground himself into her. His kisses moved toward her neck, travelling south; when he met her breasts, he reached around to unclasp her bra – his fumbling was for naught (it wasn't like he'd ever done this before), and Sakura had to do it for him.

Frustrated at this, he bit her left breast, making her cry out, and smirked into her skin, licking and kissing her better. She wasn't well endowed, but Sasuke didn't seem to care.

"Sasuke..."

"Hm." He looked up at her, into those wide emerald eyes and smiled. "In a moment," he promised. He returned to kissing her body, still moving south. She had a moment of panic when he reached her knickers, but he didn't give her the opportunity to pull away, ripping them off with little to no fuss.

"Sasuke," she growled.

He ignored her anger and dipped his head between her legs.

All fury left her in the next moment, and Sakura closed her eyes; a light headed feeling accompanied the warm breath on her folds. His tongue came out to play, and she screamed. She couldn't think straight. Everything else just disappeared, except for this feeling of euphoria.

When it finally passed, Sasuke moved back up to her mouth, kissed her deeply, rolled off of her and closed his eyes. She glanced at him, worried he wasn't going to go any further. So she climbed on top of him. His eyes snapped open as she pulled his boxers off, the cool air revealing how turned on he was by her orgasm.

Sakura wasted no time, gripping him fiercely; he hissed, but she ignored it. Gentle... probing... sensual... she could do that. No teeth. Ino had told her once, that she shouldn't assume guys liked it rough. She was glad she listened to her.

Sasuke made no groan of pain. Yes, he was definitely enjoying it. She changed tactics, moved her hands and lips while listening to the sounds her lover was making. Blushing heavily, she wondered if she could make him scream. There was only one way to find out.

Sakura released her hold on him and he glared at her. She smirked, much like an Uchiha would, and straddled him properly. He opened his mouth, to say what, she wasn't sure, but then half-screamed instead as she lowered herself onto him.

The stinging sensation spread through her groin, and she winced, unable to hide it.

Sakura watched in jealous fascination as Sasuke's face contort in wanton pleasure from the warmth now surrounding him. He gripped the bed sheets ripping them as he bucked upwards almost immediately.

At some point, the pleasure had to kick in... She just knew it.

His rhythm left something to be desired, but Sasuke was just getting used to the incredible pressure as he struggled not to lose control. Ultimately, he would ravage her, unable to hold back, but for as long as he could focus on that next thrust, he would. He gripped Sakura's hips now, taking control. She was on top, but he wouldn't let her dominate him. His ingrained, Uchiha-given restraint failed him a moment later when Sakura shifted her weight on him, rotating her hips in an attempt to feel something of the carnal gratification that was obviously ripping through him. He responded immediately, almost primal; releasing his hold on her hips, Sasuke roared, arching so high she struggled not to let him throw her across the room.

Slightly panicked, Sakura shoved him down, grinding in uneven motions; again, he responded violently, but this time, she was ready for him.

His gorgeous face remained contorted in pleasure, his eyes having long since rolled into the back of his head, but she could feel it now. His hands returned to her hips, holding her still as he thrust up into her mercilessly. Sakura closed her eyes, her hands gripping his chest; it was sensuous and erotic at the same time, loving but animalistic, and soothing but riveting.

His inexperienced, chaotic thrusts began to slow. He wanted more.

Sasuke growled at her, grabbing her wrists and rolling her onto her back, without pulling out of her. He didn't even miss a beat, continuing his thrusts like a man possessed. He touched their foreheads together, staring into her eyes, watching her reaction, showing her his – he had never felt this alive, this overcome with sensation. It was a whole other world. One he'd been missing out on. But no more.

Sasuke kissed her. Her lips parted as he licked them and he lost himself in her flavour, her warmth.

He sped up, shifting his angle on her as her responses to him quietened; a new depth opened up to him as she wrapped her legs around his waist and she returned to moaning loudly.

His mouth moved from hers, teasing her throat as they rocked together in unison. His hands tightened around her wrists, but she didn't care. His mouth was now moving lower, nipping at her shoulder; his tongue darted out and she shivered and moaned at the warmth. When he latched onto her right nipple, Sakura threw her head back and screamed. He bit her skin gently, in time with his thrusts, and she died... right then. He moved a hand from her wrists to fondle her neglected breast, picking up speed with every pump, again.

Sakura's legs floundered, exhausted, and she unwrapped them from around him; her toes curled, her knees rising as she screamed out – the tightness in the pit of her stomach preceded a powerful wave that tore through her body with relentless fury. She screamed again, Sasuke's name falling from her lips without her meaning it to. Her body shuddered and she felt weak all over.

But he was still going. He wasn't done yet. A few more strokes later, he felt it too.

He growled as his body tightened, coiled and released...

"Sakura..."

He came inside of her, warming every inch of her, and Sakura sighed, hummed, and gripped him tightly.

When had he let go of her hands?

She didn't want to let him go, and he seemed reluctant to move. Instead, she ran a hand through his hair, grasping the dark strands, pulling gently, before letting go and clutching more hair. It was soothing really, and he closed his eyes, just basking. He could barely believe what he'd just done, and with who – he supposed Itachi and Shisui weren't wrong for pressuring him to come here after all.

It was certainly memorable.

Sakura listened to his breathing as it evened out. He fell asleep on top of her, inside of her, and embracing her. Her dreams had come true after all.

–XXX–

Sasuke woke to an empty bed, momentarily startled and disappointed. But then his senses kicked in, the grogginess disappeared, and he was suddenly very aware of Sakura leaning a foot on the end of the bed, having redressed, and now putting her high heels back on. He watched her for a moment, smiling slightly, and realised their time was up. More disappointment rolled off of him as he sat up and climbed out of the bed.

"Uh... Sasuke?"

He looked over at her; her eyes were on his body. Right, he was still naked. He gave her his trademark smirk, watched her blush endearingly, and turned to find his clothes and get dressed.

Silence fell upon them for a moment before Sakura asked the inevitable question: "what now?"

"I'm supposed to meet Itachi and Shisui outside," he said matter-of-factly.

"Oh..."

Finished dressing, Sasuke looked up at her, frowning at the disappointment on her face. "You meant with us?"

"Yes."

He wasn't sure. He enjoyed what they'd done, but honestly, the idea of attaching feelings to it – like he knew she wanted – hadn't been his plan. There was only one thing he could think of saying, that wouldn't piss her off or upset her.

"Let's start off properly," he suggested. "Are you free tomorrow night?"

It would be the first of many dates.

Sakura nodded and smiled.

They parted ways at the bottom of the stairs that led to the dance floor and, not wanting to waste time, Sasuke waited just inside the club exit for his brother and cousin.

A few minutes later, Itachi caught Shisui as his older cousin came down the stairs as well, looking smug as he fixed the buttons on his shirt.

Knowing Shisui, there was a rabid fangirl, still up in that room, painting her fingernails with his signature bottle blue and making up sappy poems. They left for the exit, where a bored looking Sasuke rolled his eyes at Shisui – who was now whistling like a man in love.

"I pray you were discreet," Itachi said, wary of the older man.

Shisui smirked at his cousin. "That depends."

Itachi raised an eyebrow questioningly.

The older Uchiha gave a wicked grin. "On which goddess you're praying."

"On?" Sasuke didn't get it.

His cousin laughed. "Didn't you get laid after all, Sasu-chan?"

"He did," Itachi answered for him, and Sasuke turned beet red.

"Then he should get what I mean." Shisui pretended to pout.

"I hate you both," Sasuke grumbled.

The same man who'd greeted his group when they'd entered hours ago now smirked at Sasuke... knowingly. He waved happily at them as they left and said, "Hope you enjoyed Club Risqué, where the prices are low, the people are high, and the promise of sex has a money back guarantee."

–XXX–

#sasusaku #sasuke x sakura #fanfiction #my ao3 #All images are not mine

[darkkakyuu]

“I’m probably going to ask Shisui, I don’t think Sasuke wants the responsibility that comes with the role anyways.” Itachi laughs softly shaking his head while he has you hold onto his arm so he can lead you into the restaurant. “And I figure that way he can’t get jealous of Sakura walking down with someone else.”

Checking in for your reservation, Itachi’s hand moves to rest on your lower back while the two of you follow the hostess to your table where he makes sure to pull your chair out for you. “Have I told you that you’re stunning tonight?”

"You're right. I'd rather Naruto be jealous than my whiny future brother-in-law." I say with a giggle. I knew that Naruto wouldn't care as long as he got to see Hinata in her bridesmaid dress with her hair and makeup done. And seeing Hinata in red would also be a bonus for him.

"Just tonight?" I tease as I sit down in the chair, kissing his cheek. "Baby, I look stunning everyday and you know that." Thanking the hostess for showing us to our table and hands us the menus. As we look over the options, our waiter comes by to take out drink orders and see if we'd like any appetizers. "Hmm, I could go for some scallops. What about you, Tachi?"

#crystal letters #itachi.anon💮 #mafia au🗡️

[mila-uchiha]

Shisui Uchiha 8, 2/1, 7

Shisui Uchiha x Reader *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

prompt: "nightmares again?", "please stay. i don’t think i can be alone tonight" and "it's okay if you want to cry"

a/n: hi loves! holy shit i have so many requests after posting the prompt list :o check it out if you haven't!! also trying to get to the requests previously:) enjoy💓

info: this is set in the shinobi world where you and shisui are really close friends (just friends!!!;)) and have been for the past year or so. you two are also roommates!

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The silence was deafening following the sudden scream that your body fabricated, waking you up after the terror you were experiencing in your dream.

You sat there, eyes filling up with tears, your nightmare constantly replaying itself in your mind as you tried to grasp the reality in front of you, but couldn't quite get there. You couldn't even bother with the fact that you screamed so loudly, or that nothing felt real on this 2AM night. The only thing that mattered was how alarming and horrifying your dream was. Your thoughts wouldn't stop wandering, until,

"Y/n!!!! What's wrong!?"

Your eyes turned towards the voice as you observed your roommate, Shisui, shirtless peaking his head through your sliding bedroom door. Clearly your mind was racing so much you didn't even hear him open it. And clearly, you had screamed so loud that Shisui heard you all the way from his room and woke up.

You stared at him, your lips trembling, your breathing becoming heavier. It was evident that you were not okay. He walked over slowly, noticing you were in your underwear to sleep and cautiously trying to respect your boundaries, but all he could focus on was his concern as the silence in your room became heavier.

"Nightmares again?"

You nodded slowly. He had known about these frequent dreams you would have. After all, you two were very close and did tell each other a lot, but he evidently did not know the extent to how distressed you could sometimes get, since he never witnessed it himself. As he sat down near the foot of your bed, his arm resting on your leg over your blanket, he looked to you with concern in his eyes,

"Talk to me. Are you okay Y/n?"

"I-", your breath trembled. You couldn't even manage to say a few words, let alone tell Shisui about your dream. Your eyes began to wander as you clearly held back tears, your breathing getting faster, but before you could think, Shisui came closer to you, gripping your arm and your waist,

"Hey, hey, look at me, it's okay. I'm right here."

Your eyes met his as your gazed looked up, enjoying every amount of warmth this hands gave you on your waist and arm.

Honestly, you felt so comfortable around him, but as you finally grasped the reality in front of you and became aware of your surroundings, something inside you made you want to hold back your emotions. You calmed your breathing and broke the silence,

"I'm fine. I had a nightmare, but I'm fine, don't worry."

"You don't look fine, Y/n. You're shaking."

He was right. You weren't fine at all, and if it were up to you, Shisui would be in bed with you, holding you right now as you bawled into his chest. But in this moment, you felt vulnerable and shy as you sat there in your underwear, and you didn't want to scare him off, so you kept quiet and drew your gaze downwards towards your fiddling hands, your eyes still swelling up with tears just waiting to fall.

As Shisui moved closer to you, he broke that boundary you two had before and rested his forehead on yours. You looked at him, shocked and overwhelmed with enough emotions for the night.

"Y/n, I know you don't want to be vulnerable, but please talk to me," he said as his hand placed itself on your cheek.

You stayed silent. Honestly, you were speechless. You always had a slight crush on Shisui and you two would always tease each other in a flirty way, but he had never seen you this exposed... and honestly, you needed him right now.

His forehead then lifted from yours as he moved his body from facing yours, to under your covers sitting up next to you, still holding his left hand's grip on your arm as he leaned in close to your ear, a concerned expression growing on his face.

"It's okay if you want to cry." He spoke, his sleepy, hoarse voice filling your mind, triggering a flood of emotions from your dream as that was the tipping point of you letting it all out.

You began sobbing, heavily, but you no longer felt embarrassed. The minute you began crying, Shisui grabbed you, pulling you into his chest as he sat next to you, caressing your cheek with his thumb.

"Shhh, it's okay." "I know."

His other hand was rubbing your almost bare back, allowing you to feel so connected to him in this moment as you sobbed from the mere thought of your dream for the next minute or two.

"You don't have to tell me what happened, just tell me if I can help," his voice echoed as he held you intimately.

You looked up at him, sniffling. Your sobbing was gradually stopping and you were trying to form a sentence, but before you could, he began wiping the tears from your eyes himself, the intimacy overwhelming you along with your apparent eye contact, causing you to do something spontaneous. He looked perfect, and you were exhausted. Everything about you was very fragile right now. It was 2AM, you had barely slept and not to mention, you were distraught and shattered from the overwhelming emotions.

At least that's what your personal excuse was for why you just kissed Shisui.

You pulled back, apologising because you knew you might've just fucked up.

"I- I'm so sorry, I don't know what's happening to me tonight," you finally spoke. "It' just... you're here right now for me and... I don't even know what I'm saying."

He stared back at you for a moment before he broke the nerve-racking silence, "Y/n, it's okay. Why are you apologising?"

You shrugged, your eyes filling up with tears again.

"I know you're drained, and I promise any other day I would return your kiss, but I just want to make sure you're okay," he placed his hand on your cheek, as your tears began once again, silently.

You looked up at him, breaking your silence, "You can clearly see I'm not okay right now. Just please stay. I don't think I can be alone tonight."

And with that, Shisui pulled up the covers of your bed, tucking you both in as he wrapped his arm around you, your head nestling in his chest as he pulled your leg to wrap over him. You had never been this close and personal with him before and this was completely knew to you, so why did you feel such familiarity and comfort?

Your cries settled down as Shisui gave you the occasional, "Shhh, it's okay" and "I know, let it out", allowing you to just cry and let out your emotions without having to say a word. Eventually, your lack of sleep caught up to you as you felt yourself dozing off in his arms, his thick, sweet scent of cologne engulfing you, when suddenly, he planted a soft kiss on your forehead as you were half-awake, serenading you off to sleep.

"Sweet dreams, angel."

#shisui x reader #shisui x oc #shisui fluff #shisui smut #shisuita #naruto oneshot #naruto angst #uchiha x reader #uchiha brothers #itachi uchiha #uchiha clan #uchiha izuna #uchiha headcanons #naruto headcanons #naruto x reader #shisui x y/n #shisui imagine #shisui headcanons #shisui x itachi #uchiha shisui #obito uchiha #naruto

[yhwhsdaughter]

visions

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promptober masterlist

yandere! shisui x f. reader x yandere! itachi

content: gouging eyes, implied murder, mental breakdown, suicidal ideation, slight mention of attempted self-harm

“Even in death, a part of me will always be with you.”

You were already blind prior to the accident.

The horror of their actions and behavior, you purposefully looked the other way. All those people dead, ignored by you, came back to haunt.

They appeared to you at every hour of the day, crying because you didn’t save them. There was no rest for the dead or you—hardly able to eat or sleep. Whenever you’d eventually collapse from exhaustion, you saw them in your dreams, quickly turning into nightmares.

An eye for an eye.

Suffer with us

It pained Shisui and Itachi to see you like this, especially when they were responsible for your deteriorating mental state. When the two killed, the thought that this would affect you severely never crossed their minds. It wasn’t till they came home to a mess. You were clutching your head, rocking back and forth in the stained carpet, muttering. “Make them go away… please.. make them go away..” A pair of bloody scissors sat neatly next to you.

—

Shrill screams escaped your mouth as they tried to carry you into the hospital. You slapped them away, stuck in a fearful state. “[Name], it’s us…” for some reason that made you more scared, which was, frankly, ridiculous. They would never hurt you.

“No no no no. It’s all your fault.. you did this..!”

Grabbing your wrists with gentle force, Shisui held you close to his chest whilst Itachi started the car. Your sobs reverberated to his own body and for a moment, he could feel your despair.

The doctors managed to sedate you and it took all their power not to punch everyone’s skull in as you were strapped to the bed, to avoid anyone else getting injured, especially yourself. “She’s having vivid hallucinations..”

Your eyes— the damage was irreversible. Hearing this, a smile grew on your face. It was kinda of an eerie sight. “Good. I won’t have to see your faces anymore.” It hurt them. Truly. Both Uchihas loved you so much, you were the entirety of their existence. They honestly believed their purpose in life, the reason for them being born, was to be by your side.

“How can we atone?”

“Kill me.”

“No. Anything but that.”

—

Itachi brought you medicinal tea, placing it next to your breakfast before bringing it over.

They tried to be accommodating. Doctors had recommended rest to let your eyes heal properly. The painkillers made you dizzy so you were practically confined in the bedroom. Not that Itachi or Shisui would allow anything less; they severely limited your autonomy, treating you like a child and never leaving your side.

It was suffocating.

With your eyesight gone, it was difficult to get things done. As the days passed, your irritation increased. Miscalculating the location of the teacup, you ended up knocking it over. The hot liquid spilled onto the bed.

“Ah!”

Itachi was there immediately, cleaning the mess you’d made. His love was patient. “You just need to get accustomed” he reminded in a soft voice. The calmness in his words angered you.

Shisui came home to find Itachi holding a shard from the teacup away from your grasp, as you’d tried to cut yourself with it. The tears that emerged from your eyesockets stained the bandage a red color. “Just let me die..!”

Your cries were muffled by a kiss. Itachi grunted as he ripped his eye out, lessening his pain with your lips. His arms enveloped your being, providing warmth and comfort with his body. Shisui, who’d approached the bed, tilted your head towards him and did the same.

Lips painted red, you felt a pinch in the crook of your shoulder, muttering a tiny “ouch..” before passing out.

The three of you stayed in the hospital for a while, recuperating. When the doctor undid your bandages and brought a mirror, you almost cried.

People say the eyes are the windows to the soul. Well, you believed it now. Staring back at you were two eyes that you once knew—implanted in the space that used to be empty.

“See what we see.”

Turning, you noticed both had a patch over their respective eyes.

This was your punishment.

#eye for an eye #shisui uchiha #yandere shisui #shisui x you #shisui x reader #shisui x y/n #itachi #itachi uchiha #yandere itachi #itachi x reader #itachi x y/n #itachi x you #shisui x itachi #yandere x y/n #yandere x you #yandere x reader #naruto #uchiha #uchiha x reader #uchiha x you #uchiha x y/n #turn a blind eye

[belit0]

begging for any form of shisui content 🙏

for some reason, I always associate Shisui with tragedy, and my life has a rather dark tinge to it at the moment, it seems like we are going back to the old days folks

Viola's story from Bly Manor but make it Shisui

He walks, walks, walks.

His clothes are wet.

Why are they wet?

Never mind, he can take care of that later. He knows he has a mission, he must go somewhere but....

Where to? Where was he going?

It doesn't matter, his feet will guide him where he needs to be, his instincts always worked best in times of pressure.

Is it a time of pressure? Why are his clothes wet? Where should he go?

"Focus... focus... focus... you know this place..." He speaks to himself, a voice too fuzzy to be his own, as if each word drips liters of water.

Is this his voice? Why does it sound so... muffled?

He looks around in a desperate attempt to orient himself, and only remembers the shore of that river. Turbulent waters full of stones and a monumental flood after long rains. The swell is pounding from side to side, and his body trembles at the image.

Since when is he afraid of water? He has seen this river a million times.

His body begins to move without his consent and he doesn’t even notice, swift feet that walk with a rushing urgency but have no idea where they're going, guided by a galloping anguish that pounds his chest incessantly. It is an overwhelming, almost drowning sensation, feeling like his throat is full of water.

Something is missing. What is missing? What is missing?

Quick steps turn into a fast run, without sense and direction, desperate to escape that place as soon as possible. He doesn't remember what happened, he doesn't know what could be the cause of so much anguish, but he prefers to go back home and forget about it. A Shinobi has no time to be cornered by intangible threats inside their head, there is no place for it. A hot shower and removing his soaked clothes will be the perfect solution.

Has it been raining? Why was he outside in the rain?

He can't get rid of the feeling that something is missing, that something needs to be found, but it will have to wait. The priority is to get home, to feel comfortable and at ease, to be well.

Where is home? Where should he go?

Shisui stops in his tracks when he realizes that he does not remember the way back, and an uncontrollable tremor runs through every limb of his body. It is a mixture of anger, distress, helplessness and pain, but he has no explanation to justify where all this is coming from. He can't concentrate, he doesn't remember how to act like a cold and inert weapon, he doesn't remember how to be the perfect soldier he once was... he was, wasn't he?

He screams at the top of his lungs and his chest fills with a ghostly fire, a heat that was there before but is no longer so.

What is happening?

He starts running again regardless of direction, trying to get away from the area as quickly as possible, until he collides head-on with a heartbreaking image. Itachi is crying on his knees, both hands resting on the ground as long strands of tears run down his cheeks. He sobs like a small child, and when Shisui wants to rush over and comfort him, hug or hold him like when they were little, he goes through him.

He falls to his side, toppled over on his stomach and unprepared for the impact of the ground, looking at his hands as if they were not there. Itachi cries like a baby, unmoved by his presence, without looking at him or saying anything.

What is it?

Shisui tries to hug him again, quickly getting on his knees to pounce and hold him, but this time he falls and falls deeper as he goes through him. The ground disappears beneath him, his knees cease to feel dirt and branches, and a feeling of impending emptiness grips his stomach.

Shisui falls, and falls and falls, his body frozen by the strong blow of the wind on his back and eyes wildly staring at the sky, not knowing what awaits him down below, if there is anything there to receive him.

He makes every effort to hold on to something, but nothing within his reach can stop the speed with which he plummets to the ground. A choked cry catches in his throat as he looks up, at the spot from where he fell, and sees Itachi reaching out to him, trying to grab him and crying as he watches him vanish.

Shisui feels the water, cold and violent invading his back, a seizing and sudden pain breaking all over his body and taking away the healthy state of some bones. The current pushes him to the bottom, and none of his limbs react when he tries to swim upwards.

He sinks helplessly, in a mixture of despair and sadness, praying for someone to jump and drag him up from the bottom, feeling his nose ravaged by water and his lungs filling with liquid, an unbearable burning in his throat that he can do nothing about.

His body hits the bottom of the river, and an expanse of turbulent, black water is the last thing he sees before he closes his eyes.

Is this what hell looks like?

#uchiha shisui #shisui uchiha #shisui #uchiha itachi #itachi uchiha #itachi #naruto #naruto shippuden #naruto imagines #uchiha clan

[animeyanderelover]

Levi, Eren, Hinata(Haikyuu), Feitan, Ken Kaneki, Itachi Uchiha, Shisui Uchiha, Minato and Pain with a short darling

Oh my, for the smaller guys here that is amusing to imagine.

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessiveness, obsessiveness, delusions, paranoia, stalking, overprotectiveness

Short darling

Minato Namikaze

⚡Decent enough to not tease his darling too much for their height, he knows better than to underestimate someone merely because they happen to be smaller in comparison to others. Who knows, you might just be one hell of a fighter and a scary person. Though he has his moments where he might just feel more in the mood to tease you maybe just the tiniest bit for your small build, though you know he doesn't mean to insult you. There are times where he traps his darling in between his arms, towering over them with a smile on his face. If he is completely honest, he finds your height in special moments very adorable, holding you in his arms where you fit in so perfectly are some of his favorite moments. He wouldn't necessarily baby you for your height, though you might catch him sometimes doing it unconsciously.

Pain

🌧️He doesn't even really mind it that much at first, though throughout he had to watch his darling maybe struggling here and there with their height, be that trying to reach for an object placed higher or something similar to that. It awakes maybe slight amusement in him, but he isn't someone to start gushing over this at all. It's just like with Minato, he knows just because you're small doesn't have to mean that you're a timid mouse. But after your abduction he finds himself developing the habit to rather crouch down to your sight rather than standing tall above you. It was Konan's idea because she estimated with your smaller height, he might just come over as even more scary. Surprisingly considerate with how much he might baby you, you yourself must feel frustrated due to possible past experiences.

Shisui Uchiha

🍂Such a tease about it, but in a lovely way if you get what I mean. Now, Shisui is a more playful guy and even if he would never dare to push his s/o over their limits, he finds it cute to rile them up a bit. Be that some sneaky remarks that might earn him a playfully angry slap on the back of his head from your side or him resting his arm on top of your head, the pouty huffy expression on your face is something he might just find pretty cute. Loves the fact that your hands are mostly smaller than his as well, often just compares the size of your and his hand which is why he loves holding hands as well. Subconsciously he gets a bit more protective than he would be already. Sometimes his s/o is stubborn to not ask for help when they would need it as well and he'll just sit there with that amused smile of his until they'll have to give up their pride and ask him.

Itachi Uchiha

He has a similar mindset as Shisui with all of this, Itachi finds this all quite adorable as well. He's just better in not showing it through teasing. He'll have to worry at first more about stopping you from freaking out because you were just kidnapped by an Akatsuki member. And he starts very similar to Pain, guaranteeing that in your eyes he doesn't look like a tall and looming menace by always being on a similar height with you. Once he's managed to gain his darling's trust, he would be more open about his feelings regarding their height. Always quite the show when you try to get over the hurdle of your small height and him just sitting or leaning somewhere near and waiting silently until you have realized that you need his help with this one task. Don't worry though, he'll try his best to bite back that small smile of his and the remark he could make.

Feitan Portor

☠️He feels almost smug about this since it isn't everyday that there is someone even he can look down onto. I do imagine that some Troupe members might just sometimes poke fun at him for breathing down there, though they know best to not make him mad. And Feitan himself finds utter amusement in doing the exact same thing to his darling as well, let him have his fun if the s/o is already smaller than him, would you? It's just so cute when he can push you to your edges and make you so angry and humiliated to the point where you might just tear up. He already had to stop torturing you physically, so he'll have his sadistic fun like this. In a way he can not deny that this is quite sweet on his darling, but he'd rather cut out his own tongue than admitting that out loud.

Eren Yeager

👊The younger Eren would have probably had a more visible reaction to all of this, but time and pain has made him a far more stoic individual who doesn't express the same excitement anymore. It isn't like being small makes you weak, he learned that trough watching Historia. It might come very well over to his darling as if he is using this all to his advantage because he will make it a point to tower over his darling when they happen to be a bit too bullheaded for his own taste. But once his darling has managed to peel off that strict and more controlling side of his, he eventually reveals that deep down he finds them for their height quite endearing himself. Granted, he wouldn't admit it loud, but when he is in cuddly mood he has a hard time letting the small you out of his tight embrace.

Levi Ackerman

⚔️I can imagine people like Hange being the type to tease him here and there for his small height and it often ends with Levi getting annoyed the one way or another. So when he is presented with his darling, slightly smaller than even he is, he finds himself only starting to feel more protective. If someone were to observe closer, they will notice how he always takes a protective step in front of them and seems to always have them within his vision. But as someone who might just imagine how annoying it must be when people feel like they have to watch out only because you're tinier than the rest, he wouldn't want to come over as someone who takes you as easy either. He rather makes sure people who think they can make fun of you for being short will learn a lesson to respect you. And he'll have to tap Hange's mouth because he just knows they'll say something if they were to see you two together.

Ken Kaneki

🔲He has a far more harder time to hide it that he finds it really just so adorable how tiny his darling is in comparison to him. He does try to be more respectful, but he often fails with it and ends up babying his s/o one way or another. It's not only adoration though, he is a very paranoid guy and can not really help, but think of you as so fragile for the smaller build of yours. How easily you could be shattered and crushed by the dangers outside is tormenting, you're just too precious for him. If he were ever to take you out, his slightly more tense form and the way he clutches your hands might just give away that he worries more than he has too because so far you've been just fine. Adores it when he can hold his darling in his arms which seem to wrap so perfectly around their tiny body.

Shōyō Hinata

☀️He has been looked down onto because of his short height more than he can count and for that reason he sympathizes with struggles his darling might have gone through in the past. It isn't like Hinata doesn't think of this as endearing as well, but if he notices that you're sensitive to being constantly teased for being short you can bet he'll be there to defend you fiercely. Always there to cheer his darling up if they feel from time to time insecure about their shortness and coming up with whatever he can think off to convince them that being on the smaller side is pretty cool as well. Shōyō will also take on people who might have their fun in calling you out for your height, even if they're a few good inches taller than him as well and he'll freak out a bit. But don't think that he is all sunshine either, if he were to ever find out that someone really is scratching on your confidence, he'll become more scary than someone could imagine.

#yandere naruto #yandere naruto shippuden #yandere minato #yandere minato namikaze #yandere pain #yandere shisui #yandere shisui uchiha #yandere itachi #yandere itachi uchiha #yandere hunter x hunter #yandere hxh #yandere feitan #yandere feitan portor #yandere attack on titan #yandere aot #yandere shingeki no kyojin #yandere snk #yandere eren #yandere eren yeager #yandere levi #yandere levi ackerman #yandere tokyo ghoul #yandere kaneki #yandere ken kaneki #yandere haikyuu #yandere haikyuu!! #yandere hinata #yandere shōyō hinata

[uchihashisuii]

Number 14 with shisui :]

14. things you said after you kissed me prompt list

reader's gender is kept unspecified

this. this turned into a whole ass fic oops also like. i am SO SORRY i deadass forgot all about the prompt like halfway thru cause i was thinking abt shisui neck kisses and my brain flew right out my ear so sfjhsafhjaf

It had started off as a game.

Nothing short of a tease, maybe a bit of flirtation. When he came home from a mission, trudging along beside his squad with that ever-present smile curving his mouth. When you sparred with him, his broad hands warm on your arm and back as he guided you into the motions for different taijutsu moves. When you sit beside one another, surrounded by too-loud conversation courtesy of your friends in a crowded bar.

It didn't matter the day, didn't matter the situation. Always, without fail, you made a move to swipe his hitae-ate.

It began the first time you met. You were introduced to the Uchiha by a mutual friend, sparking an easy conversation as he made you laugh. He had pulled his hitae-ate free, ran a hand back through his errant curls, and moved to retie it.

You still don't know what made you move, what possessed you - you'd known each other for ten minutes, but you couldn't stop yourself. Your hand moved before he could finish the knot, fingertips just grazing over his before he pulled away, raising his brows. Your face heated in a flush.

"That's stealing," Shisui said, though the corner of his mouth was quirked up into a smile.

"It's borrowing," you replied, reaching for it once again.

Shisui stepped effortlessly out of the way, barking a laugh. "Maybe next time," he said with a wink, the words sounding oddly familiar.

And the rest, as they say, is history.

You've tried everything. Coming up behind him and reaching for the knot, ending with him ducking under your outstretched arm. Making a grab for it when he's eating, only to have his drink "accidentally" tipped into your lap. Waiting until you knew he wouldn't be wearing it, trying to snag it from his bedside table while he made you both dinner - only for the strip of cloth and metal to disappear into a puff of leaves the moment you touched it. You'd even gotten Itachi's help, the other Uchiha keeping Shisui distracted in a spar so you could sneak up behind him and rip it free - only to end with you flat on your back as Shisui whirled and easily took you down, straddling your hips with a too-wide grin.

It's not even about getting the damn thing anymore. Now it's simply a matter of pride.

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You're sitting next to each other at the bar, watching him through narrowed eyes as you nurse your drink, squinting suspiciously as you glance from his hitae-ate to the glass he holds, trying to gauge just how much alcohol he's had. He hardly ever gets drunk, but if he's just tipsy enough -

You startle when you notice he's watching you from the corner of his eye, his expression shifting to one of understanding and affection. "You're not getting it," he says with a smirk, making you blink.

"I don't know what you're talking about," you reply with a sniff, looking purposefully away. His only response is laughter, moving to bump your shoulder with his. You pretend not to notice the way he unbalances you easily, pouting into your drink as you pull back a deep swallow. Tonight's the night, it has to be.

Shisui leans down, turning his head to press his mouth to your ear. Your pulse flutters, feeling your face heat in a flush. "I'll let you in on a secret," he says, loud over the music and conversation around you. "It'll take a hell of a lot to distract me enough to swipe it."

Don't I know it, you think to yourself, rolling your eyes. Your teeth bite down against your bottom lip, pulling back enough to give him your best pleading look.

"Would you please look over there for a second?" You look up him from beneath your lashes, smiling sweetly as you tilt your head to the side. His eyes dip to the curve of your neck, lightning-quick, and for a moment your breath catches. Shisui swallows, blinking rapidly before shooting you his usual crooked smile.

"Oh, wow, hey, I wonder what that is -" He says, making a show of turning his body away from you, slow enough it makes you roll your eyes.

Your hands immediately dart forward, not wasting a moment of the opportunity he presents you. You don't aim for the hitae-ate, however; your quarry is just a little lower. Your palms curve over the broad plane of his back, the shift of his shoulder blades against you making you bite your lip as he sits to full height, feeling more than hearing his sharp intake of breath. Shisui says your name, softly; your only response is to shuffle forward in your seat, hands moving beneath his arms to hold him from behind, fingertips brushing against his abdomen.

In for a penny, you think to yourself, tilting your head until your lips press against the heated skin at the back of his neck.

Shisui shivers in your arms, and you feel your breath catch at the flex of his muscles against your hands. When you pull back he tilts his head, glancing at you from the corner of his eye; his pupils are blown wide, lips parted and a flush high on his cheeks. You resist the urge to grin, feeling giddy and excited and impatient, your stomach clenching -

Your hand moves of its own volition, coming up to gently cradle the side of his neck. The curls at his nape tickle your fingers, and you don't hesitate before burying it in his hair, finding it thick and soft.

Your name is a pained murmur beneath Shisui's breath, his eyes fluttering closed as you gently drag your nails over his scalp. That giddy feeling unfurls in your stomach, something light and warm rushing through your veins. Maybe, just maybe - he's starting to get the hint, as to why you'd been trying so damn hard to steal his hitae-ate.

You inhale a shaky breath, leaning forward once more to press a kiss to the side of his throat, just beneath his ear. You make sure to graze your teeth, gently, over the sensitive skin, just as your hand moves slowly up. Shisui moans into your touch, filthy and low and your core clenches at the sound, just as your fingers brush over knotted fabric.

Shisui goes utterly still, breathing deeply as he tilts his head back, almost encouraging you to finish what you started. You're too dizzy, too caught up in elation, to know which something he may be encouraging, however.

"If you take that off," he whispers, voice lower than you've ever heard it, "then you wont be allowed to take anything else off me tonight."

You choke on your breath, eyes going wide. His challenge makes your entire body heat as you laugh, breathless, against the skin of his neck; your hand immediately dropping to rest on his shoulder.

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