Love Letters from the Hokage

A/N: This has yet to be Beta'd. I actually completely forgot I had it all ready to go. Way too much going on ^^; But here it is! I promise to edit it asap, I just figured I've let it sit around for far too long and I should at least post it as is for now. I was working on something entirely different as of lately, but I'm back on track and hopefully will have an update much sooner than this one was. A million thanks to Momma Cat for the letters she is writing for me. Whenever I need a good nosebleed, I tell her to write me another one ^^


Chapter 2

Naruto had a problem. As a matter of fact, that problem was rather big. What was one to do when the leader of his village was in love him? And what’s more, Naruto would swear to anyone who asked him that he was straight. Wasn’t he still in love with Sakura? The blonde boy sighed heavily as he swirled the noodles in his bowl around with his chopsticks. Iruka frowned at the boy he had basically adopted.

“What’s wrong?” the brunette asked.

“Iruka-sensei… what would you do if someone had a crush on you and you couldn’t really turn them down but you didn’t like them?”

“H-huh? Someone has a crush on you? Who is she?” the man went into gossip mode.

“Uchiha Itachi,” Naruto mumbled while picking up some of the ramen on the chopsticks and letting it fall back into the soup.

A chair tipped over and a certain chuunin found himself on the floor in shock. Well of course the boy couldn’t just turn him down. This was their new Hokage. One did not say no to the Hokage. Iruka picked himself up and righted his chair. He took a few calming breaths and faced the blonde.

“Are you serious?”

“Yeah. He sent me a very graphic letter. He calls it a love letter. I think it sounds more like the porn Kakashi-sensei reads.”

Iruka turned a brilliant shade of pink and swallowed hard. He had expected the boy to spill his heart on their lunch date, but he had not expected to hear that the Rokudaime had a crush on the boy aiming for the title of Hokage. He wondered darkly if maybe Itachi would use the title to tempt the boy to sin. He placed a heavy hand on an orange and black clad shoulder.

“Promise me you will not let the temptation of power make you give up your morals,” he said seriously.

“What do you mean?” Naruto tilted his head to one side and looked to his former teacher in confusion.

“N-nothing. Well, I think you should just stay away from the man.”

“I’m trying! He showed up here the other day reciting poems! He has presents delivered to my training sessions, and he’s even gone as far as to give us missions that keep Team 7 close by Konoha. Its like he’s always watching me. I don’t know what to do!”

The distress was painfully obvious in Naruto’s voice and features. Iruka could see below the surface of the problem. Blue eyes were truly the mirror to the boy’s soul. In them, Iruka could see the inner struggle Naruto had yet to admit, even to himself, existed when it came to the Rokudaime. Naruto had voiced his attraction to the man several times. Even if Naruto was straight, something was drawing him to Itachi. Iruka only prayed to any gods listening that it wasn’t Itachi’s feelings drawing Naruto closer. Naruto deserved someone who loved him dearly, but using such love to get what one wanted was unforgivable.

“Its okay, Naruto. Finish your ramen,” the chuunin smiled. “We can go get some ice cream and I’ll let you demonstrate your Kage Buushin no Jutsu to my class this afternoon.”

The teen’s eyes lit up and nodded enthusiastically. He shoveled the cooled ramen down his throat at a top speed and was finished before Iruka was. Naruto was begging to go get the ice cream without his friend when a familiar pale, raven headed teen popped up beside the blonde.

“Hi.”

“Aah! J-jeez Sai! Don’t scare me like that!”

“Aw, Naruto you left me behind this morning,” Sai pretended to pout .

Naruto scowled at him and started pulling on Iruka’s sleeve impatiently.

“Hurry up~ Iruka-sensei! I don’t want to bring the ice cream with me to your class.”

“Alright, alright.”

The older man slid the money on the table for their ramen and stood up. The blonde grinned his trademark fox-like grin and captured Iruka’s hand in his own to lead the way to the ice cream shop. Sai started giggling. He so dearly hoped Itachi was watching.

^___^

Itachi was always watching. He knew the relationship between his kitsune and the man he thought of as a father. It did not stop him from being jealous. He wanted to march himself down the tower and separate the two hands. He, however, would not. He had an appearance to uphold. And besides, he still only had the Hokage robes to wear. He would be spotted and more likely than not have a mob of people around him. In the short week he had been there, the citizen had taken to his presence surprisingly well. He already had a fan club bigger than his little brother’s. So going down there was definitely not an option at that point. He would at least need new clothes first.

“Itachi?” a voice called out tentatively.

The man turned around gracefully. Shizune stood tall against her fear of the Uchiha. She met his dark gaze without flinching.

“Hai, Shizune-san?”

“T-Tsuande-sama wanted to know if you needed her help with anything,” the woman managed.

Itachi shook his head politely.

“No, that will not be necessary. I have already completed the paper work she left me and I am merely trying to pass the time before I greet the council about the upcoming mission assignments.”

Itachi smiled disarmingly. It seemed to have worked very well, as Shizune flushed crimson and excused herself mumbling something about reporting back to the fifth. The man was left alone once more to reflect on his dilemma. He was sure Naruto understood his feelings by now, but just to be sure, he decided it was high time to write another letter to the blonde teen. He sat himself down at the Hokage’s desk and picked up a blank scroll he could use to convey his feelings. He picked up the pen and stuck the end of it between his slightly parted lips while he thought of how to begin. His last letter seemed to have had the desired result to a certain extent.

Itachi touched the pen to the paper and the words began to flow from the tip almost effortlessly. The office was filled with the scratching noise the metal tip made against the paper. The steady flow of sound would disrupt on occasion when the correct words eluded him. The Rokudaime sat at the desk for the next hour while he constructed his letter. Perfection in a task Uchiha Itachi had set his mind to was something to be expected, but still took time nonetheless. By the time he was sealing the scroll, he had precious minutes to meet with the council as he told Shizune he was doing. The letter was sent off to the small apartment where it would wait patiently for Naruto to find it. Itachi was gliding smoothly from the office and down the halls to find the room he was meeting the old geezers in.

“I apologize for my tardiness,” he announced quietly upon his entrance.

“Not at all. You are right on time,” one of the ladies beamed at him, motioning for him to take his seat amongst the circle.

Itachi gratefully accepted the invitation. He saw Tsunade sitting nearby him. She yawned and shot a glare at the leader of the council to convey her agitation at being present.

“Now, this should not take too long if we divide the requests up evenly and review our decisions together,” the old man said, smiling smugly at the lady Hokage.

Tsunade groaned loudly. She was being forced to participate with no hope to be seen to escape. Itachi set his face in determination. With the Godaime present as well he would have a much harder time of keeping Naruto in the confines of Konohagakure. If the village had any more requests like they had the week prior, there would be no hope regardless. He had sent lesser teams to handle missions that Team Kakashi would have completed in mere hours, a day at most. His selfishness was going to come back to haunt him, as most of the teams he had dispatched were not back in the village yet. He let a small sigh escape and readily accepted the stack of requests hand to him. If nothing else maybe he pull Sasuke away from the object of his affection with one of these and further pursue his own personal mission.

^____^

“Kage Buushin no Jutsu!”

“Woah!”

“Awesome!”

“Wah! So cool!”

The excited exclamations of the aspiring genins just served to fuel Naruto’s ego as he created two clones of himself. All three blondes were beaming brightly.

“Now, class, pay attention,” Iruka demanded sharply. “These are not your average clones. These are very solid, very real. Each one can attack like the original.”

“Show us!” the class cried out in almost perfect harmony.

“Can I?” Naruto asked eagerly.

“No.”

“Aww!! Why not?!”

Naruto joined in with the children’s pleading. He wanted to show off as much as he could. He was practically begging for a distraction. Iruka looked torn as he watched blue eyes get wide with the unspoken reason behind his begging. With a heavy sigh, Iruka nodded his consent. Naruto jumped in the air with a fist raised.

“Outside!” Iruka shouted as his students joined in the excitement.

Naruto led the way without pausing to thank Iruka for the chance. The kids poured out of the classroom after him. The group was assembled outside in no time at all. Iruka was walking up to them with shoulders slumped. Naruto waved to him over the small heads.

“Thanks, Iruka-sensei!” he called out.

“Alright, alright. Give us some room.”

“Us? You’re going to fight me?” the confusion was dripping off every word.

Iruka grinned as he rolled up his sleeves slowly. He pushed the children back to form a sort of ring for the two to fight in.

“Summon your clones, Naruto, and attack me. I’ll show you first hand how I passed my exam.”

Naruto straightened up in anticipation. He formed the necessary seals and summoned his two clones. Iruka flipped a kunai smoothly out of its holder and stood ready for the oncoming attack. The Narutos closed the distance in no time at all. One lashed out with its foot only to be caught by a quick hand and flipped over onto its back. The other two faltered with only a foot between them and the chuunin. Before anyone could blink, the clone once on his back was nothing but a cloud of smoke and a shuriken rested in the ground. Iruka’s gaze and smile never wavered or flickered. The original Naruto bared his teeth and focused his chakra while the clone lashed out with basic taijutsu. Iruka dodged easily.

A gasp erupted from the on looking crowd when Iruka was behind Naruto cut off the building chakra. The clone doubled back and started forming its own attack. Once the chakra ball was swirling in the clone’s hands, a well thrown and invisible kunai pierced its side and dispatched it cleanly. The kunai Iruka had pulled at the beginning of the fight was resting against Naruto’s pulse.

“I win,” he muttered.

There was a collective pause before the whispers broke out. Naruto stumbled over words before forming a sentence.

“Wow! Iruka-sensei! You’re awesome,” he grinned.

“Yes, very impressive,” a smooth, sultry voice added.

All heads turned to the Rokudaime standing off to the side. He applauded politely and stepped forward. Naruto’s face heated up. The Hokage robes were a little loose around the slender body frame. It brought back memories of a prior night. Iruka released Naruto and shifted protectively, but smiled at Itachi.

“How can I help you today, Rokudaime-sama?”

“I merely came to observe. I had heard a rumor that there was to be a demonstration on the use of Kage Buushin no Jutsu,” the Uchiha flashed Naruto a dazzling smile. “You did very well, Naruto-kun. Flawless execution of the technique.”

“Th-thank you,” the blonde mumbled, looking away.

The smile that had been directed at him had temporarily stolen his composure, along with his breath. There was no doubt to anyone that the man was quite a catch. Sai chose that moment to poke his head out from behind Itachi. He was grinning madly.

“That looked like fun. Can I try?”

“Ano….”

“Sai! Don’t do it, Iruka-sensei! That little bastard is only here to watch me squirm!”

Naruto rushed forward to attack the pale boy hiding behind their Hokage. He tripped over a rock in the path in his hurry and fell flat on his face. Sai’s laughter could be heard over the children’s. Naruto’s face heated up more and he scrambled to his hands and knees to look up. He found himself mere inches from Itachi’s crotch.

“Naruto, dearest. Not in front of the children. But, if you’d like to find a room…,” the raven trailed off in a quiet voice.

“N-no!” Naruto shouted, falling backwards and shuffling back to Iruka for safety.

Sai was hard pressed not to fall to the ground with his laughter. It was all too much, really. Naruto was a crimson red all over. Iruka was shocked at the forward comment the new Hokage had just made. He had been somewhat skeptical when Naruto had said a love letter. He had not been shown the letter, and he found himself extremely grateful in that moment. He could only imagine the words Itachi must have used. The younger man turned his attention back to Iruka.

“I was very impressed, Umino-san. I would like to assume you would be ready to take on any missions I may need your assistance with in the future?”

The innocent way the statement had become a question had the brunette nodding. Naruto looked between the two older males a few times before picking himself up and brushing the dirt off his favorite orange pants. He was scowling all the while. He had the funny feeling Itachi was after more, but he could not see what it could be. Another dazzling smile was turned on him.

“Naruto-kun. I have need of Team 7 for a particularly difficult mission. Would you please meet your teammates in the assignment hall for the details?”

All suspicions disappeared. Naruto waved his farewell and ran off as fast as his feet could carry him. His eagerness showed through in his bright grin and the way he held himself as he rushed off. He had even waved his thanks to Itachi. Sai lost his control and fell onto his side with a fit of giggles. Iruka lifted an eyebrow in question at the boy. Itachi shrugged and turned to follow Naruto. He ignored the rustling leaves from the bushes lining the streets. He was long gone when Iruka turned back to his class.

“Well, aren’t you all lucky? Now, who can tell me one thing we learned from the demonstration on the use of Kage Buushin no Jutsu?”

A hand shot in the air and waved frantically. Iruka smiled and opened his mouth to prompt an answer but was cut short.

“Look, its Ibiki-san!”

“Huh?”

“Itachi-sama was here, wasn’t he?!”

Iruka looked over his shoulder. Ibiki was barreling down the street towards them. He slid to a smooth stop next to the chuunin. He paused to catch his breath before turning to repeat his question.

“He was here. I just saw him, right? Where did he go?”

“Ano, Rokudaime-sama had a mission to brief Team 7 for. He’s gone back to the assignment hall. Is something wrong, Ibiki?”

“No,” the older man replied with a frown. “Nothing is wrong. I just wanted to get his autograph…..”

“…. Autograph?”

“Forget I said anything,” Ibiki said hastily before waving and rushing off.

Iruka stared after the other shinobi. His behavior mirrored that of the fan girls that followed their young Hokage around. The day had been too weird for Iruka’s taste. He shook his head and waved his class back indoors. Ibiki had hesitated only long enough to make sure he wasn’t being unnecessarily followed to the Hokage’s tower. He had been almost shocked that his autograph excuse had worked. He was jogging comfortably along the street with a grin plastered on his face.

“Are you in love with Itachi-san, too?” a voice asked him.

Ibiki jumped when Sai made his presence known.

“What?! How did you… how long have you… who are you?!”

“Sai. I’m part of Team 7 now. Ibiki-san, right?”

“… Yes. Why are you following me?”

“I have a mission,” the boy said proudly.

He smiled and ran ahead a little bit before turning around. Ibiki was frowning deeply. He didn’t like the kid at all. He would have sworn it was not because the boy had managed to follow him undetected.

“I’ll let Itachi-san know you’re coming to stalk him some more!” Sai announced before disappearing.

“NO!”

^____^

Naruto was tapping his foot impatiently when Sai finally arrived. The wide smile Sai sported only proved to sour the blonde’s mood more. Sasuke was the only one missing from the group, reducing the number back down to the customary four. Itachi was discussing the finer details of the mission with Kakashi as they had waited.

“Its about time,” Naruto muttered.

“I met Ibiki-san along the way. He was acting much like Itachi-san’s other fans. I wonder if he is a secret admirer.”

“Don’t be silly,” Sakura giggled. “Ibiki would not act like that! Although, Itachi is pretty dreamy…. Which reminds me! Why aren’t you dating him yet, Naruto?”

The pink haired girl rounded on her friend with a mock frown. Naruto missed the joke and was muttering wildly. Sai chuckled lowly. Not quite as amusing as the forward comments made by Itachi, but it worked.

“I am straight! I don’t like men, Sakura!” Naruto was proclaiming.

“But he likes you so much! And he’s hot. What more matters?” the girl teased.

“I… he…. Argh! Leave me alone!”

Naruto tugged on the ends of his hair with both hands and dropped down into a crouched to avoid the girl. Sakura giggled more and turned her attention to their teacher. Kakashi and Itachi had stopped talking and were both examining them with arched eyebrows. She waved happily for them to continue. Kakashi sighed.

“They make me wonder about their mental health sometimes,” the jounin muttered under his breath.

“I must agree with you in regards to the girl and the other one. But, I kindly ask you refrain from insulting Naruto-kun.”

The words sounded harmless enough on their own. The acid dripping from each one when spoken by the love besot man had Kakashi swallowing hard. He nodded numbly.

“Wonderful. Now, are you all set to leave?” Itachi asked, his voice considerably smooth over.

“Y-yes, I think so. We should be gone within the hour.”

“Do try to hurry. This mission is of great importance to us.”

“Hai, Hokage-sama.”

Itachi nodded politely and turned his back on Kakashi to approach the rest of the team waiting for instruction. Naruto had since straighten up and was sticking his tongue out at Sai. Itachi crept up behind the younger boy and snaked a hand around to grip his chin before he was discovered. The man turned the other’s head to face him with the pink appendage still poking out from lush lips. Itachi steeled his control. He leaned in as if to kiss the boy and hovered only inches away.

“Take care, Naruto-kun. It will be several days before I am able to see you again. I promise you I will be faithful in your absence.”

“Kyah~ kiss him!” Sakura cheered, fists raised under her chin happily.

“That would be very amusing,” Sai agreed.

“Wh-what?!” Naruto’s face flushed and he pulled back, tripping over his on feet and falling back.

Before his bottom could connect with the floor, strong arms wrapped around his waist. Naruto closed his eyes, ready for an impact and felt the warm chest against his cheek. The breathing was even and the heartbeat racing in his ears. The blue eyes opened slowly to find white filling his vision. His own heart erupted into a frenzied pace. He gasped and ended up with an overwhelming scent evading his senses. He peered up with the dim hope that it was someone else holding him close to prevent his fall. Dark eyes danced with something the boy couldn’t quite place.

“Are you alright?”

Naruto held his breath. Itachi’s voice slid around him warmly. It was husky with lust. He realized then the dancing lights in the black eyes had been lust as well. He was getting dizzy all too quickly. The heavenly scent still filling him was too sweet for its own good. His vision was starting to black out when the husky voice whispered to him again.

“Breathe.”

Naruto let go of the air he had been holding in his lungs and gasps for air until his vision cleared once more. He was vaguely aware of a high pitched squealing. Itachi smirked as he waited. He was only committed to waiting a few more seconds before repeating his prior question. Naruto stared up at him with a very dazed expression.

“Naruto-kun? Are you alright?”

“Huh? Oh, yes. I’m fine.”

Itachi’s smirked widened. He left the boy breathless by only holding him. Itachi pressed a very delicate kiss on Naruto’s forehead and released his hold. He held the teen up by his shoulders until he was standing straight on his own. Then the young man stepped back.

“I wish you all the best of luck and quick journey.”

Kakashi gave his thanks before taking responsibility for his team. He placed a heavy hand on an orange clad shoulder and steered Naruto out first. Sakura and Sai trailed after them. Itachi watched them depart the room before sighing. Once outside, Naruto’s teammate fell on him.

“Oh my GOD! He did kiss you! How warm is he? I bet that was heaven!” Sakura rambled off at a million miles an hour.

“Heh. That look was priceless, Naruto. Its about time you let the man hold you. When are you going to sleep with him?” Sai inquired.

The sounds blurred together as a certain blonde’s mind tried to make sense of what had just transpired. His heart was still racing. All he could feel was the tingle where Itachi’s body had been pressed against his. Despite the fresh air, the only thing he could smell was that sweet perfume. He was totally enraptured by the man. That one word reminding him to breathe repeated itself in his mind in that same liquid sex voice. He didn’t even notice the poke in his side.

“What’s wrong with him?” Sakura whispered.

“I don’t know. Maybe he is too overwhelmed by Itachi-san,” Sai offered.

“Leave him alone. If he doesn’t snap out of it in time to get ready, then we’ll do something,” their teacher sighed.

“What’s up with him?” another voice added in.

All head then turned from Naruto to Sasuke. The younger Uchiha was standing casually behind the group with a frown.

“Sasuke-kun! Are you going with us?” the only girl asked.

“I have a separate mission. What’s wrong with him?” he repeated.

“Your brother kissed him,” Sai explained.

The artist was smiling brightly as he anticipated the oncoming outburst. Sure enough, Sasuke’s eyes widened and his Sharingan flared up. He ground his teeth together before storming off with his fists clenched tightly at either side. Sai laughed. Sasuke was throwing quite a tantrum. He sorely wished he could be there to see the boy blow up on his aniki. His only consolation was that he would most likely be able to hear it. He wrapped an arm around Naruto.

“Look at that. Sasuke is off to defend your honor, dickless!” he laughed.

That seemed to snap Naruto back into reality. He started at the words spoken into his ear. When they registered, he spun out of Sai’s grip and turned on him.

“What? My honor?! Teme!” he shouted.

He took a step forward to follow Sasuke. He was yanked backwards by his collar.

“Calm down. Go get ready. We’re off to Suna in an hour,” Kakashi drawled.

“Tch. Alright. But when we get back, I’m kicking his ass!”

^____^

The trip to Suna had taken record time. Sai had asked when Naruto intended to go public with his relationship with Itachi. The chase that had pursued had Team 7 standing in the Kazekage’s office a day early. Sai had escaped capture, so Naruto was sulking as he stood before Gaara. The red head was curious, but stuck to the business at hand.

“Tsunade-sama would like us to bring back a list of your candidates for the chuunin exams,” the jounin explained.

“I require more than a few minutes notice to produce such a list,” the Kazekage spat. “I suppose you should come back a later date.”

“Awe, but Gaara we came all the way here! Its too long to keep going back an forth,” Naruto whined loudly.

“He’s right,” Sakura interjected. “Perhaps we could stay here until you have the list ready?”

“No.”

“Gaara!” the whine got louder.

“Drop it, Naruto. Kazekage-sama, we have other countries to visit as well. We shall come back when we have collected their lists. Please have it ready by then,” Kakashi said with an apologetic tone.

Naruto rolled his eyes. He hated when Kakashi acted so diplomatic. It made everyone else around him look bad. Gaara consented and told the group to stay until they were refreshed enough to continue on to the next hidden village. When Sakura rushed off to share her medical knowledge with their allies and Sai went off on his own to meet new people, Naruto realized it was only him that ended up looking bad next to the silver haired man. His mood dropped even lower.

“What is wrong, Naruto?” Gaara asked blandly.

“Our newest Hokage has a crush on him,” Kakashi shared.

“Kakashi-sensei! That’s not what’s wrong!” the blonde hissed.

Gaara gave the two an inquisitive look.

“I had heard of Uchiha Itachi’s induction to the Rokudaime title. I did not realize he was infatuated with our Naruto.”

“Yes, apparently there have been some graphic letters, and just two days ago he kissed Naruto farewell.”

Naruto glared at the traitor. Kakashi seemed only too happy to share the details of Naruto’s misery. Indeed, the man’s visible eye curled up into a smiling expression. His only salvation was that Gaara held no interest in that subject and was soon discussing the economic position of Suna’s alliance with Konoha. Naruto excused himself as soon as the conversation turned intellectual. He didn’t want a headache on top of his dark mood. Naruto toed open the door leading out to the hallway. He stuck his hands in his pockets as he started down said hallway in search of something to do while he waited for his team to be ready.

Being alone gave him time to think. Something he didn’t usually enjoy, he welcomed the chance to ponder over the last few weeks without people there to torment him. His mind strayed back to the letter he had found in his bag when they had finally stopped to rest the night before. At that point, everyone was there to hear his scream and Kakashi had “confiscated” the letter. After reading it over, the man had asked if he could take it off Naruto’s hands for him, seeing as how it caused the boy such discomfort. One hand tightened around the scroll hidden in a pocket. Naruto still wondered why he ripped it away from prying hand so vehemently. He seemed set on saving them.

A shiver ripped down Naruto’s spine. The letters were getting worse as the went along. Well, he assumed they were. He only had two now, but the second was definitely more graphic than the first. What scared him more was that it had ended up at the top of a fully packed bag that had not left his person from the moment it was closed. He had seen firsthand Itachi’s stealth. He hadn’t so much as felt the man when he had snuck up on the boy days ago. The thought that Itachi could be anywhere, at any time, scared the living fuck out of the genin. Hell, the Uchiha prodigy could have followed him all the way to Suna and he might not have even known it. That thought above all else had him wanting to run back into the room with the confusing conversation. A headache would be much better than being molested in a hallway. Maybe.

“Long time no see, Blondie!”

Kankuro rounded a corner to come face to face with Naruto. He was grinning at everyone’s favorite ray of sunshine. The grin wilted when he realized the boy wasn’t as sunny as he should be.

“What’s up, kid?”

“Nothing,” Naruto mumbled.

“Don’t give me that shit,” Kankuro caught the younger shinobi in a head lock and ruffed up the blonde spikes with his fist.

“Its nothing!”

Naruto couldn’t help but laugh when the fist moved into his ribs playfully. The motion brushed a sensitive spot and tickled him. He struggled to pull away without really trying. Ever since Naruto had brought Gaara home to his family and village alive his relations with the formerly scary teen had morphed into something playful. He had only been to visit a few times since then. Each time, Kankuro would tease him and they would rough house like old buddies. Temari had gone as far to smile and act very kind to him. If came down to it, the girl scared him more than the boy.

Kankuro released Naruto and grinned again.

“Want to see something cool?”

“What’s that?”

“Follow me.”

^_____^

My hand quivers as I write this and the rush in my blood still has yet to leave me. It has been hours such I last touched you, but my skin still holds the memory fresh. I could hardly detain myself once I felt you in my arms. To this second, I cannot believe I did not ravish you then and there. So overwhelmed I was holding you that I could not think, I just did. I thank graciously the part of me that was still in place to do the proper action by you but yet, I curse it so.

So terribly I wanted to peel off your clothes and lick your body all over. I wanted to bath your skin in my saliva turning the cinninmon colored skin red with my caresses. So help me I wanted to pin you down and rape you over and again with my cock. Just the thought of it now the blood rushes to my groin and I have to firmly grip this pen so that I do not do something so foolish as to pleasure myself in my office. I'm a mess when I'm near you. I'm in shambles when I am not. This demon of lust that has infected my thoughts drives me mad with the thick need of want. It churns in my belly and slithers under my skin. Sapphire blue eyes haunt my mind, soft pink lips wrapped around my arousal dominate my thoughts.

To any deity that may be watching over me I swear that in my defense I cannot be held accountable when I'm drowning so immensly in these thoughts. Some days I can handle them, even hardly pay them any thought; others I so intensely dream up these lurid images they have my body lit a flame. It is then that I must stop all of my activties just to seek release for I can longer hold down this raging fire within me. Afterwards as I stare at my stained fingers the guilt of tainting your image so crashes over my senses, my perfect angel, how could I even dream of defiling your body so? Yet it is not a moment later the cruel taste of lust wisps over my skin before washing over me in tsunami of wicked pleasure.

You would make any person desire you so with but smile and a kind greeting. It is the knowledge that no other alive could so deeply appreicate you as I that I dwell not within the darkness of my sins but press on for no one would treat you so reverently than I. It is for that my love I persue you now with every ounce of my being undaunted by judgement of my peers, without the concern of my position and status. It is not for this this village I live and breath but for once, if only once, you would look upon me with utter adoration and affection. I long for that moment, by the gods, I pray for it as a man with no faith. I beg you humbly you do not look upon me with digust but understand what it means to be so completely enthralled by you to the point without awareness of shame or modesty.

Bestow upon me the meager reprieve of at least holding you in my thoughts so I may have sanctuary from myself.
~Uchiha Itachi