Chapter 20

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It was late in the night and the darkness seemed to only amplify Itachi's thoughts. The only dim source of light came from his table lamp - angled facing his desperate textbook.

With all his focus - all he could muster - he zoned in on the diagram of the human body in his biology textbook. He analysed the skeleton, the functions of the bones - even how the skin is the body's largest organ.

But, despite his most valiant efforts, his mind continuously wandered to his encounter with Kakashi earlier in the day. It was so sudden - so spontaneous. Kakashi grabbed his waist with firm hands and picked him up (as if he were nothing but a pillow) and set him down solidly on the older male's crotch.

Kakashi's white, tight shirt left very little to the imagine - Itachi could see his impeccable physique. Kakashi's forearms went taught, bulging his biceps as he pressed Itachi harder onto his crotch...of significant size.

Then the kiss... It was a hasty one - insignificant. Yet it sparked a fire, a hunger, that was glorious in desire.

Itachi gently pressed his fingertips to his lips, remembering Kakashi's tongue exploring his mouth, dancing with his tongue. He could feel the ghost of Kakashi's hand in his hair - undoing his ponytail.

He could feel the arousal still. It was eating him alive, his stomach dipped and his legs became restless.

He wanted more - so much more.

Getting closer, his mind whispered.

*****

The hallway was bustling with students. Some walking passed Itachi - who stood taking out the day's books from his locker - some standing around, simply talking. He was back into his invisibility, and if he was being honest, he was used to it.

There was a tap on his shoulder and so he turned around. Kakashi smiled and said, "Yo."

Seeing Kakashi again made Itachi's heart speed up and made his stomach shake with excitement. His breathing became shallow and, as if on a boat at sea, his knees wobbled ever so slightly. He was hungry for something - but he still didn't know what...yet he craved it like a man in a desert craves water.

He needed it - whatever it was.

"Hi", Itachi responded, getting lost in the dark orbs that were Kakashi's eyes. Unmistakably, Itachi could see the desire in those onyx pools.

Kakashi could see it in Itachi's body language.

"Did my kiss scare you?" Kakashi stepped forward in a predatory way. This caused Itachi to back up - his back pressed against the cool, metallic locker.

"Did it make you feel...good?" Kakashi asked huskily, his eyes scanning Itachi's face.

Itachi held his breath, he was drowning in Kakashi's scent. He smelled clean and manly, a seductive scent to his nostrils. They begged for more - Itachi himself begged for more. Kakashi placed his hands on either side of Itachi, trapping him against the locker.

Itachi subconsciously licked his lips ever so slightly. He was being hunted by a hungry, seductive and competent hunter. Out of Instinct Itachi placed his hand that wasn't clutching is books on Kakashi's firm chest. Not in an attempt to stop Kakashi, it was to make physical contact - any contact that his hands now burnt for.

It felt like touching warm steel - so sturdy, so hard, so firm. He could feel Kakashi's steady heart - his close proximity had no effect on his heart rate.

Itachi's, on the other hand, was pounding away in his chest - akin to that of a deer caught in headlights. A speeding car was racing toward him, and all he could do is stand still - entranced by Kakashi's proximity.

Kakashi's breath fanned Itachi's face, it smelled of mint. Itachi realised that even his breath was attractive. The atmosphere was thick with anticipation. The air grew humid and musty. Kakashi stared at Itachi - the hunger in his eyes shadowing them.

Itachi felt Kakashi's lips before he saw them make contact. Kakashi's sinful tongue slid across Itachi's lower lip - and so the younger male parted his lips. Without any hesitation, Kakashi's tongue slithered into Itachi's mouth, dancing, writhing inside. Itachi closed his eyes as Kakashi worked his tongue, exploring the wet cave.

He felt Kakashi's slightly course hand grab his smaller, smoother one and guide it under Kakashi's shirt - never breaking the savage kiss. Itachi ran his hand down Kakashi's six pack, feeling each abdominal lump of muscle. Mesmerised by the tautness of Kakashi's muscles - the contact elicited a low groan from the white-haired male. Kakashi's other hand found itself on Itachi's lower back - pressing him flush against the older male.

As Kakashi's lips and tongue worked on Itachi's, a revelation occurred. Itachi was entertaining this because it felt good - it felt so good.

But he also allowed it out of loneliness. He was lonely, hurt and here was this man willing to alleviate these feelings - but for how long?

If he was being truthful, he missed Shisui. That's what all of this was ultimately about.

Kakashi broke the kiss, Itachi panted in air - Kakashi did not seem to be out of breath at all.

Itachi's eyes fell to the floor in embarrassment when he realised half the students in the hallway were staring at their scene. Unbeknownst to Itachi, so was Shisui, who watched with anger painted onto his boyish face. His blood boiled, it pumped lava through his body.

Kakashi, however, knew Shisui was watching. He wanted Shisui to see.

"We should do that more", Kakashi said deeply, letting go of Itachi.

Itachi could only manage a nod before he and Kakashi began walking to their first English period.

Getting much closer, Itachi's mind murmured.

Or am I getting lonelier? He asked himself.

There was no answer.

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