Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Desperation and Desire ❯ Chapter 2

Chapter 2

 

Itachi stood there, listening to Kisame as he briefed him on the Akatsuki's next mission. They would be gone for some time and it was his job to protect the location of their lair. Itachi merely nodded as he listened to this, knowing its importance. But then he heard Oruha had been given the same orders and that he was to protect her at all costs. His stomach clenched and his heart stopped. He wondered what would transpire between them.

 

 

Oruha watched Deidara and Tobi go on their mission and then returned to the house. She shut the door and lay on her bed, running her fingers along the edge of a kunai pointlessly. She knew she should have been angry with him for accosting her like that, but ever since that kiss, she couldn't get Itachi out of her head. His beautiful crimson eyes, long, soft hair and pale, flawless skin….no matter how hard she tried she could think of nothing else. And it was driving her to the brink of insanity.

Two months had passed since the encounter, even though Itachi still helped her with her training, things had changed dramatically. Since the day they first spoke to each other, Oruha had always known he could be a cold man and sometimes a little harsh. But when he relaxed and started opening up, he could be a lot of fun. He had a devilish sense of humour and a caring personality hidden behind a cold beauty that could instantly warm with a smile. But now…….. He kept a fair distance from her when they trained or talked and he wouldn't look at her the way he used to. Every moment of intimacy they'd shared before had vanished, leaving only a coldness that caused her heart to ache. She couldn't take it. She wanted to get her beloved Itachi back, but she didn't know how.

She buried the kunai in the post she used for indoor training and she rolled onto her side, lost in deep thought. There was no telling how long they would be gone for, but the thought of being alone with Itachi thrilled and frightened her. Her lips tingled every time she remembered that night and ever since then, desire had welled up within her. All she could do was watch and see where this went.

 

Oruha scowled as she walked into her dark room. Hurling her kunai into the post, she glanced angrily around the room as she lay down. Nothing was working. Everything was the same between them. The same coldness, the same distance……it was driving her crazy. She still felt her stomach clench when she was around Itachi, but it was not enough. She wanted more than that and she wanted Itachi to reciprocate those feelings.

 

`I was so stupid to think that kiss could have meant something,' she whispered to herself. `……….Damn you, Itachi.' She felt tears stream down her face and she cried softly into her pillow. She couldn't help it. She loved Itachi. She wanted him so much it ached not to be able to touch him, and to have him touch her. But it was no good. She sighed, drying her eyes.

 

`I suppose I have to face it,' she whispered bitterly. `He'll never love me.' She rose to her feet and changed out of her training clothes and into a pair of black slacks with a black fishnet shirt. She brushed her hair out and let it flow loosely down her back. She turned on the stereo and walked into the living area and into the kitchen to grab something to eat. Itachi would be getting home soon…..She sighed. Best to get used to loving from a distance in the meantime.

 

Itachi walked into the villa, returning from a long mission. His muscles ached from the fight he'd endured and his body felt older than his twenty years. But they'd made it out unscathed and scarcely detected. But still, he was angry with himself for treating Oruha the way he did. He sighed. It couldn't be helped. Right now, all he wanted to do was get out of his clothes and into something more comfortable and relax.

 

He walked down the hall, frowning slightly as he listened. Music filled his ears and he couldn't help but be baffled. What was she listening to? Usually when he came home, he could usually hear Godsmack and Breaking Benjamin. So this puzzled him more than ever.

I know I'd better stop trying

You know there's no denying

I won't show mercy on you

I know I should stop believing

I know that there's no retrieving

It's over now

What have you done?

What have you done now?

He saw the young woman in the kitchen, her long hair out of its usual ponytail and her feet bare. Oruha turned to face him and leaned back against the counter. She smirked at him, crossing her arms over her chest. Itachi found her behaviour strange. Was she taunting him? The young beauty had always tried to get him to talk to or to spend time with her. But lately he'd noticed that her behaviour had changed slightly. She'd become cockier and less conversational. It was as though she was trying to antagonize him. Whatever she was doing, it was working.

`You're home early,' he said evenly, making his way over to the fridge. He got out a bottle of orange and mango juice and shut the door before shaking the bottle vigorously.

`Hn.' She watched him get a glass out of the cupboard and pour himself a drink before turning her back to him and looking through the cupboards. Itachi sat down near the window and watched her. What the hell is she doing?

`Yes. There you are.' Oruha reached into the high cupboard and pulled out a small box. Itachi raised an eyebrow as the young woman sat across from him on the floor by the door. He watched as she ripped into the small box and gazed out into the scenery, pulling a small, chocolate covered biscuit stick from the box. He made to say something, but then decided against it. He turned to the scenery himself, ignoring the woman…

Until she placed the stick in her mouth.

Itachi watched as she wrapped her tongue around the tip of the stick and moaned deep in her throat. The candy disappeared into her mouth and he felt that familiar ache in his groin. Except this time it was more intense than it had been the last time he had direct physical contact with her.

`So, how was the infiltration mission?' she asked, biting a chunk off another stick. Itachi just murmured something unintelligible. He didn't trust his voice at the moment. He watched as she nibbled the broken end of the stick, sweat beading on his forehead and his stomach clenched with desire. Oruha's perfect mouth quirked and he realized that she knew she held his interest. He rose quickly to his feet, accidentally knocking a table behind him. He quickly righted it and she chuckled slightly.

`What's so funny?' he snapped, putting the juice back and heading for the couch in the living room.

`You seem flustered,' she said innocently. `Is there something wrong?'

`It's none of your concern,' Itachi said flatly, walking quickly into the living room. He had to get out of there before he did something he would regret. Like strip her down and fuck her senseless. I can't lose control again. But damn, the woman is hot….

Oruha frowned. Was Itachi blushing? She shook her head roughly. No….it was just her mind playing tricks on her. Letting her see what she wanted to see. But still…She rose to her feet and walked into the living room.

 

Itachi was in the living room, reading a book to calm himself. Finally, he could get this feeling out of his system….Oruha walked in and sat on the couch next to him, momentarily disturbing the Uchiha. He glanced at her as she grabbed her book and started reading, getting slightly annoyed. He had to choke back a groan as she pulled out another stick and began to suck on it. He mentally cursed her as he shifted, trying to relieve the intense ache between his legs.

Oruha frowned slightly as she read, rolling the stick in her mouth. Itachi turned to her fully then, an image of his tongue in her mouth, being given the same treatment as the candy, flashed in his mind. He found himself getting jealous of the damn treat and it irritated him further. Oruha turned to him, frowning quizzically at the Uchiha.

`Is there something wrong, Itachi?' she asked, the stick still in her mouth. Itachi glared at her, his eyes flashing red.

`I have enough here for the both of us if you want one. All you have to do is ask.' She swirled the stick in her mouth, her tongue occasionally working the chocolate.

`Little devil,' Itachi said lowly. He grabbed Oruha's head in both hands and leaned forward, taking the part of the stick that was outside her mouth into his own. Their lips met around the candy and Itachi glared into the startled green eyes. He bit down on the stick, breaking it apart from Oruha's half and pulled away. Then he rose to his feet and quickly left the living room. He couldn't believe he'd lost control again but Oruha had pushed him over the edge and he just couldn't have passed up that opportunity. Ever since that night he'd been dying to kiss her again. His desire for her had blossomed when he'd seen Oruha was heartbroken a few months ago.

He had watched the whole scenario from his bedroom window. He'd been angry that day. The boy, who had only been dating her for three days, had been unfaithful to her and told her it was over. She'd been crushed by this and cried long into the night over the boy's unbelievable disregard for her. For some reason, Itachi had had a burning desire to kill the boy for hurting her so much and longed to go to her and let her know that she could count on him to be there for her. That night, he'd been dreaming about Oruha. Ever since then, he'd wanted her to be with him, to kiss him, hold him and to be in bed with him. He wanted to touch every part of her slender, lithe body. But he knew it would have been inappropriate to do such a thing when she was in pain, so he had done everything in his power to stay away from the girl.

I've been waiting for someone like you

But now you are slipping away

Why, why does fate make us suffer?

There's a curse between us

Between me and you

Oruha didn't even realize how alluring and seductive she truly was. She would do things to drive Itachi wild without even realizing, especially when she bathed and ate. Itachi had countless fantasies about those lips and that body. She loved to savour her food, licking and sucking, making sounds deep in her throat before she finished and thanked whoever it had been for the great meal and walk to her room.

I can't handle anymore of this, Itachi thought, his stomach clenched and his erection throbbing painfully. He hated her for her oblivious seduction.