Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Everlasting Nightmare ❯ Sweet Bliss ( Chapter 3 )

 

Chapter 3

 

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A Few Days Later…

 

 

 

 

“Let's see…”, Hisoka mutters, “20 scrolls, 5 text-books, 30 shurikens & 30 kunai… Yep, that seems about right…”, she nods, writing the numbers onto a sheet of paper attached to the clipboard she held, before turning and walking into the hall.

 

`Man, why do the hallways always have to be so creepy in the middle of the day when there are no classes?', she thinks, fighting the urge to hug her shoulders and instead hugs the clipboard closer to her chest.

 

“Konnichiwa, Hisoka-kun!”, a male's voice suddenly greets from behind her.

 

“WAH…!”, she screams, startled to the point that the clipboard goes flying, causing it to clatter to the floor.

 

“Gomen nasai, Hisoka-kun”, the voice says.

 

She turns to find a man several inches taller than herself with long spiky silver hair, his headband was covering his left eye and he wore a mask that covered the lower half of his face, she watches him bend over to pick the dropped clipboard from the floor.

 

“Damn it, Kakashi-san! Don't do that!”, she shouts, snatching the clipboard from his hands.

 

“What's so important that you have to hang out at the academy after everyone else has left?”, he asks in a relaxed-tone.

 

“I needed to complete an inventory-report for next year's classes”, she replies, “Besides, not everyone has left yet…”, she adds, pointing towards a classroom down the hall, “Your students are still waiting for you, so you really shouldn't make them wait while you're reminiscing over your failures”

 

“You read me so well, Hisoka-kun”, he chuckles, as he scratches the back of his head.

 

“Well, I have to go turn in this report”, she states, walking away, “Oh and one more thing, Kakashi-san…”, she says, slowing down.

 

“Hmm… What is it?”

 

“If you do anything to permanently harm Naruto-kun and/or Sasuke-kun…”, she answers, looking at him from over her shoulder, her normally energized green eyes were icy-orbs of jade, “You'd better watch your back…”, she coldly threatens, then she closes her eyes, “Well with that said! I'll be seeing you later, Kakashi-san”, she warmly smiles, as she waves and briskly walks away again.

 

`Itachi-kun, I hope you know how well Hisoka-kun has emulated your Anbu-coldness…', he thinks, sweat-dropping at the back of the young woman.

 

 

 

 

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-Hours Later-

 

 

 

 

“Finally, all my duties are done!”, she quietly exclaims to herself, `But what to do now? Itachi doesn't get back from his mission until next week and Sasuke-kun starts his training under Kakashi-san…', she ponders, as she stops just outside a traditional-Japanese café, “I guess I could go for some dango at the moment...”, she mutters, entering the establishment.

 

“Ah, Hisoka-chan, it's been a while! How have you been?”, the elderly owner greets.

 

“I'm doing well, been busy with duties, but they're nothing I can't handle”, she replies, as she takes a seat.

 

“The usual, right?”, he asks.

 

“You know me so well, Daisuke-san”, she nods.

 

“So how is Itachi-kun and Sasuke-kun?”

 

“Itachi is out on a mission and Sasuke-kun just recently graduated from the Academy”

 

“You three are growing up so fast”, he comments, as he places a cup of green-tea on the table in front of her, “I could swear it was just yesterday, you and Itachi-kun were in here and the both of you couldn't sit on the bench without your legs dangling off the ground”

 

“That was nearly ten-years ago…”, she laughs, before her smile fades, `Aneki…Where are you…?', she thinks.

 

“Here you go!”, he says, placing the tray on the table.

 

“Thank you”, she smiles, before she reaches out to grab one of the tri-colored balls on sticks, only to see someone else's hand snatch one off her tray, “Hey!”, she angrily shouts, spinning around to confront the thief, only for her rage to quickly vanish, “Itachi?!”

 

“You know, you shouldn't reminisce about the past too much. It makes it too easy for me to sneak up on you, Hi-chan”, Itachi says from around the dango he was currently chewing.

 

“W-what are you doing back so early?”, she stammers, taking note that he was dressed in his civilian-clothing and leaning on a pair of crutches.

 

“I broke my ankle while in the field”, he replies, indicating to the plaster-bandages poking out from the inside of his left-sandal.

 

“What about…?”

 

“Tenzo-san has that covered”, he simply states.

 

“I see…”, she utters, “You should really sit down before…”

 

Itachi suddenly stumbles, even though he was standing completely still.

 

“…you collapse…”, she finishes, as she watches him stagger onto the bench across from her, “You used `them' again, didn't you?”

 

“We were ambushed, I didn't have a choice…”, he defends; saying all that he was allowed to say, while holding his head, trying to will away the dizziness & double-vision, “I would have come to see you when I got back last night, but I needed to get medical-treatment and…”

 

“…and debriefing, I know!”, she groans, “I just wish you didn't have to use those eyes, considering their risks…”

 

“At least they helped save me and Sasuke that night…”, he mutters.

 

“How could I forget”, she says, staring down at her hand and sees the mirage of blood coating the flesh, “Itachi…?”

 

“Hmm…?”

 

“There's something that's been bothering me”

 

“What's wrong?”

 

“If the peace-talks failed and you were issued the orders…”, she starts, looking up at him as her green-eyes darkened from sorrow, “Would you?”

 

A look spreads across his features; a look that spoke volumes of grief, before he closes his eyes in an attempt to keep his emotions in-check, “Unfortunately… I would…”, he lowly replies.

 

“I thought as much…”, she whispers, “And Sasuke…?”

 

“He's an innocent with no knowledge of the incident…”

 

“And so he'd be spared”, she sighs in relief.

 

“So, what would you do if it did happen?”

 

“To be honest, I don't know…”, she answers, “Either leave with you or stay behind to care for Sasuke, but knowing you, you'd ask me to stay behind for Sasuke's sake”

 

“I see…”, he murmurs, “Do you think we could stop with the depressing subjects?”, he questions with a weak smile, “Thinking about the possibility is bringing up old memories that are best forgotten…”

 

“Oh right, sorry…”, she apologizes, “I kind of forgot about that, Ita-chan”

 

“You haven't called me that since before I entered the Academy…”, he chuckles.

 

“And what about `Hi-chan', huh?”, she says, “You started calling me that when I entered the Academy and didn't stop until I graduated!”

 

“Those were the days…”

 

“We were so young and carefree”, she giggles.

 

“You were such a fearless dress-wearing tomboy back then”

 

“Hey!”, she protests, punching him in the arm.

 

“But to think, that the tomboy I knew all those years ago could blossom into the angel sitting in front of me”

 

“Itachi…!”, she screams, as she quickly buries her blushing-face into her hands.

 

“Who is still easy to embarrass, a little too easily…”

 

“Itachi-kun, please stop teasing Hisoka-chan”, Daisuke states, as he approaches with a second tray of dango.

 

“It is true that she's an angel. If it wasn't for her, Sasuke would have ended up an only-child”, Itachi states.

 

“Only because I stuck my hands into your sword-wound to provide first-aid to your lacerated kidney”

 

“That is all it took to make you my guardian-angel”

 

“Which is why you're giving me a massage when you get home”, she informs.

 

“I am at your command, m'lady”

 

“Now let's eat”, she says, grabbing a dango, `Finally, I can get that massage I've been dying for!', she mentally exclaims.

 

“So, how has Sasuke been?”

 

“In case you don't know, he graduated”

 

“Who's his teacher?”

 

“Kakashi-san, and Naruto-kun is on his team as well”, she replies, “The third-member is a reasonable young-woman named; Sakura Haruno, her control on her chakra is even better than Sasuke's. If she wasn't always gushing over him, that is”

 

“Interesting pairing…”, he smirks, “Perhaps, they'll snap him out of his gloomy-mood”

 

“One can only pray”

 

“Daisuke-san, can we have to check please?”

 

“Have somewhere important you two need to go to?”, he asks, laying the bill on the table.

 

“Just some unfinished business that needs to be tended to”

 

“Have fun you two”, he waves, as he watches Hisoka help her boyfriend to his feet and onto his crutches.

 

 

 

 

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-Uchiha Apartment-

 

 

 

 

“How does this feel?”, Itachi asks, as he massages the muscles in Hisoka's lower-back, from his position behind her as she sat on the edge of his bed.

 

“Uh… I've been dying for this ever since you left…”, she moans, as her head lulls backwards in content, only for her breath hitch in her throat a moment later as his skilled-fingers moved to her shoulder-blades.

 

“Man, you're like a cat on cat-nip when you're relaxed”, he comments, as his hands move to her shoulders.

 

“Meow…”, she playfully purrs, as she nuzzles against his cheek.

 

“My cute little angelic-kitty…”, he whispers, as he gently cups her chin and turns her head to face him, “My koishii…”, he adds, before he feather-lightly touches his lips to hers.

 

“No fair…using my weakness…against me…”, she pants, as she turns her body into a more comfortable-position and wraps an arm around his neck.

 

“Can't help it…”, he says, still clasping her chin, “When I know your every weakness…”, he continues, applying more force to the kiss.

 

Only for her lips to mischievously nip at his, begging for them to part and interact with hers and finding that he was more than happy to comply with her demand, as he began to move his mouth against her imploring lips.

 

“Aniki, what are you doing home? I thought…”, Sasuke asks, as he walks into Itachi's bedroom, only to stop short in his sentence, as his dark-grey eyes widen to the size of saucers and his whole face turns beet-red at the sight of the two intimate young-adults.

 

“S-Sasuke…?!”, Itachi stammers, breaking the kiss.

 

“Excuse me, ever heard of knocking?”, Hisoka growls in annoyance, as she glares at from the over side of her boyfriend.

 

“I-I-I'm sorry… I'll come back later…”, the younger Uchiha stutters, still completely red in the face as he ran from the room.

 

“Sasuke, wait!”, his brothers calls out.

 

“Well, that was unexpected”, she groans.

 

“What's wrong with him? It isn't like he hasn't walked in on us before”

 

“It probably has something to do with the accidental lip-lock he had with Naruto-kun earlier today”, she explains.

 

“Really…? I'd better go talk to him”, he nervously laughs, propping himself upright on his crutches and hobbles from the room.

 

“Yeah… Exactly what Sasuke needs now is to be reassured by his big brother over an accidental-kiss with a male team-mate…”, she sarcastically mutters to herself, as she wipes away a tear of mirth from her eye.

 

 

 

 

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