Back To You [Shisui X Itachi]

Chapter 8

Dedicated to @sommergymnastica who's book "Encore" inspired this story <3

The swarm in Itachi's stomach had moved up into his chest. His breathing was shallow and his heart pounded away at the way Shisui was staring at him.

Shisui's grip on his waist tightened – if that was even possible. They were flush against each other, under the orange glow of a streetlight on a starry night. Shisui's eyes held an emotion Itachi could finally place – adoration. He could place the gentle emotion, because that was what he was feeling for Shisui.

Shisui's unoccupied hand cupped his face with such gentleness that it broke Itachi's heart. There were no fiery, wild emotions. In the gentle breeze that kissed their faces, Shisui stared at Itachi as if he were the most precious thing in the world. The butterflies grew, beating against the confines of his ribcage, begging, pleading to be set free with a few words.

But Itachi didn't know what words would set the butterflies free.

And neither did Shisui. The moment simply couldn't be described. It was what he was waiting for – only, he didn't expect the feeling to be as strong as it was. Itachi was here, with him – in his arms. Not with Kakashi – not shared with the hungry eyes of his classmates. Itachi was here with him. He stroked his thumb over Itachi's cheekbone – relishing the soft skin.

"Look...Itachi...I know I'm not perfect", Shisui said breathlessly, lost in Itachi's onyx eyes, "But what I do know is that I don't want to share this side of you tonight."

The butterflies raged inside of Itachi. He felt like he was floating on the sea that is Shisui – still and deep.

And he didn't know if he ever wanted to find land.

"Shisui...if anyone is perfect, it's you", Itachi whispered.

The tension was palpable as they breathed in each other's exhalation, their hearts beating fast and true. As close as possible wasn't close enough. The distance – even though they were flush against each other – was too painful to bear. Itachi wanted to be closer, so much so that it hurt.

"Itachi...I can't tell you how much I-"

Itachi lightly placed his index figure on Shisui's lips, "Then show me..."

Shisui didn't need further instruction, he gently lowered Itachi's hand and ducked down, pressing his lips desperately against Itachi's. His heart was beating too fast – to the extent that it caused him pain.

The pain immediately disappeared as he felt Itachi kiss him back – with equal ferocity. Their lips dance against each other, igniting a brilliant, white-hot light. Itachi threw his arms around Shisui's neck as Shisui pulled Itachi against him. There was no fight – no resistance, only true vulnerability – so bright that it was blinding.

Their first kiss.

Itachi jumped up, without breaking their kiss – and Shisui caught him easily as Itachi wrapped his legs around Shisui's waist. The kiss was growing more desperate as seconds ticked passed, signalling the deadline. The message was portrayed in desperate movements as each second passed by.

Eventually they had to break apart – dizzy and in need of fresh air. Itachi huffed in air, his heart bouncing around in his chest. He leaned his forehead against Shisui's, his eyes closed. But, Shisui's weren't, his eyes devoured the sight that is a dishevelled Itachi – a panting mess.

"Itachi", Shisui huffed, "Look at me."

As if by instinct, Itachi opened his eyes – still huffing in air. The eye contact was searing. Itachi didn't know what to do as Shisui's eyes stared straight into his. It made him restless – he didn't know what he wanted.