Cold Blood

Summary

Kagero. A solitary ninja from some unknown hidden country who goes head to head with one of the deadly Akatsuki, in one secluded area for one night. Literally. A new character teaching Uchiha Itachi a different and much, much more enjoyable method of sword fighting. Nyahaha. Just tried to make a story where Itachi finally meets someone who can screw the hell out of him. Hehehe. There are lemony stuff here. So back away if your not of age to read explicit materials. Kakashi-minded fellows step right in. Ready your popcorns coz were gonna get this show on the road. Hope you enjoy this one. Read and review pls. ^_^

Anime: Naruto
Pairing: Itachi X Kagero
Rating: NFK (as in Not For Kids)

Disclaimer: (standard “Naruto-ain't-mine” provision “here",)
NARUTO © 1999 by MASASHI KISHIMOTO/SHUEISHA Inc and various conglomerate who bought assorted rights to it.

A/N: This is a never-to -be-repeated plot line portraying Itachi and Kagero having explicit sex. Do not read further if you are not of age to read explicit material. Anyway, to those of you who can, I'd really appreciate any feedback, as this is my first scandalous fic. *^_^*;

Warnings: Citrus-goodness! Lots of it. Hot, hard and very lemon. Good stuff. Fluffy, but definitely a lemon meringue.Rough yet smooth at the same time. I was gentle.

Crazy K.D. taking over : Woo, bad lemon. Naruto hentai fics got me so burned up that I had to convey my amorous thoughts through a very very bad first lemon. Pairing is...Itachi & Kagero (a character I made up. Just can’t imagine Itachi having sex with any other naruto character. Blech =p )

P.S. If you guys know of good KibaHinata X InoShika fics, please point me towards them! :)


In need of constructive critism, please reviews. They make me feel funny inside. ^_^


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Chapter One : Cold Blood


The lush, pristine forest located somewhere along the borders of Ameh country glinted under the shimmering sunlight. Acres of scrub spruce, paper birch, quaking aspen and balsam poplar bathe under the rays golden afternoon sunbeams giving the woodland a gleaming surface. A bird sang, a clear, joyous, three-note descending scale as a blurry of blue green whips past the scene.

/ I just can’t to lose them….. Damn…/

The young woman leaped from tree to tree in speed worthy of her rank as she sprinted away from her pursuers. Her gaze riveted behind her occasionally checking whether they have finally caught up with her. They have been chasing her for almost an hour now and she just couldn’t shake them off.

/ Their stamina is admirable….. then again, … they’re Akatsuki /

Exhaustion finally forced her to slowdown. She took five to catch her breath and then continued her headlong flight. She heard the almost muttered clatter of bells behind her and a man’s unintelligible shout.

Kagero turned deeper into the woods, racing through the trees on a zigzagging course meant to lose whoever was following her. Her pursuers crashed through the underbrush behind her, following her despite her every effort to lose them.

/ ‘Kaasar’ /

Panic and fury rose apace in her breast as she broke from the cover of the trees that should have concealed her. She threw a glance over her shoulder as she frantically thought of a way to force them off her trail. She somehow sensed that her pursuers had temporarily dropped back out of sight but she could still hear them coming.

Taking the advantage of their momentary pause, she bit her finger then her hands blurred with the speed of her seals praying that her ploy would work

"Bunshin Shibari!"

Another figure of her likeness appeared in a puff of smoke beside her. Her clone smiled at her and nodded her head. She watched as an extra Kagero trailed off to another path. Her Bunshin was a significantly modified version of the regular Shadow clone. The clone's strength is directly related to the ninja using this technique. Her clone would have half of Kagero’s total chakra making her harder to finish off unlike regular bunshins which when attacked vanishes in a puff of smoke.

She strained to feel if her pursuers took her bait.

/ Yokata!..../

One of her pursuers has followed her clone. She smiled to herself. They couldn’t even tell which one was the real Kagero and they decided to split up following both trail.

/ Divide and conquer!!! /

Her blue green velvet cape lined with white ermine was billowing out behind her like a waving train. She needed a place where she could take out her pursuer and to use that space to her advantage. Up ahead an old abandoned, slightly run down building stood in the middle of the dense forest.

/ Perfect… /

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The building had been once used as a safe house of ninjas and now became a place where ninja informants meet up and exchange data. She entered the edifice and waited for her pursuer. The place was a perfect hiding place. A place for a quick ambush. The narrow entrance came to a wide opening revealing a large space, filled with crisp fallen building framework, illuminated by a pillar of light coming from a small opening at the top of a very high ceiling. She crouched on top of a large coppice serving as the ceilings framework. Her position gave her a clear view of the entrance as well as any other place her pursuer may wish to enter. Shadows moving restless encompassed half of the area. Then she saw him enter.

He stood a well over five feet tall, lean and a slim built with an air of nonchalant grace. His eyes framed by black eyebrows were startling bright red. Clad in a black robe with extremely high collars shielding his face from view, he walked deeper inside the building then stopped. Slowly, he raised his gaze and looked up directly at her. He met her gaze as boldly as if he had known all along she had been waiting there to ambush him.

A hot pulse thumped low in her mid section. It startled her. Her mouth felt too wet and she swallowed hard. Her chest tightened, making her heart beat sound against her eardrums. Fleeting images tantalized her, his mouth hot and wet and hungry against her breast, his long fingered hands hard against her backside clutching her thighs. The temperature seemed to rise to twenty degrees and a thin line of sweat seeped between her breasts. She stepped back abruptly. Kagero pushed back her hood bringing herself back to earth.

What was happening to her?.

She tried to remove all her unsolicited thoughts and moved to stand her ground. She would attack him now before these crazy notions in her head get out of hand. Kagero leaped down ready to tackle her pursuer. Kagero takes out her shuriken and throws them at the man who counters with his kunai, still unmoving from his position.


She can’t believe she didn’t even scratch him. Who is this man?… She took one good look at her pursuer, racked her brains for a name to match the face and finally recognized him. Kagero snidely smiled. Even with his face concealed she still manages to identify her pursuer. The Akatsuki Sharingan.

/ Uchiha Itachi /

She ducks behind a large pillar as she performs the seals for Katon Ryuuka no jutsu, fire spell dragon fire technique and blasts Itachi with fire. Itachi leaps out from the flames then vanishes from Kagero’s line of vision. Kagero frantically looked around.

”You’re good, Kagero”

A voice, cool and confident, spoke from behind her. “ But not good enough..”

/ Shit…../

Kagero braced herself for deathblows she was sure she’d receive but not one came. Itachi surveyed his target from behind. Remaining sunlight formed a golden halo where it sparked against her hair. Her long, elegant legs unexplainably gave him a hunger he couldn’t fathom.

Itachi strangely found himself drawn to this siren. He can’t believe that such a young creature dared to confront the Akatsuki. Brazen. He allowed himself a small leer. He had always liked a challenge and he'd prided himself for getting anything and everything he wanted. Everything. And here he was tasked to take this woman down.

Her drop-dead gorgeousness was an unexpected twist. Itachi had never taken a job before where the target owned the ability to steal his breath and muddy his thinking.
With her back turned against him. he had a good view of her curves Her thighs were long and smooth definitely feminine. Muscles made alluring curves in her calves before tapering to sharply sculpted ankles.

Target, he reminded him self harshly, she’s a target. He survived by keeping his emotions under control, by never acknowledging the humanity of targets. They made their own messes; he was the clean up man.

Still he liked her.

Confused, Kagero took the opportunity and leaped away from him. With a kunai in her hand she watched him from afar. Still, he did not move. What was wrong with him?

Itachi’s face was devoid of emotion. This time he surveyed her face and body.

As if a hit man needed the added incentive of wasting a beautiful body.

Her face matched her body. Framed by a cascade of brown curls, it was a winsome full-mouthed doe eyed face of an angel.

Even angels could fall. No sense getting personal when the chances were good he’d have no choice except to take her down.

Targets, nothing but targets who deserve what they get.

Once again Kagero initiated the attack. With one hand on her kunai, she performed seals with the other to increase her chakra swirl. As she neared her target, Itachi’s hand snaked out and gripped her hand holding the kunai. His firm grip wouldn’t release her hand.

Itachi eyes stared hard at her. Her slender hands roused fantasies of how they’d feel against his chest and back. He wanted to ease the thick strands of hair away from her face and test the softness of her cheek and the fullness of her lips. Fill his nose with his sweet woman scent. When hot blood flooded his groins and fired his veins, he jerked his hands and pulled her closer to him.

She tugged at his grip but he didn’t let her go. Before she could pull herself away from him, he jerked her again, hard against him and fastened his mouth hungrily to hers. She couldn’t think clearly. There wasn’t even time to struggle before her body betrayed her, delighting in the sudden rush of heat that made her reel. Her arms circled his neck of their own accord.

His hands slipped behind her neck, exerting a gentle pressure that drew her forward. His mouth closed over hers, hot and demanding. A knee parted her legs and pressed against her groin and she couldn’t stop him.

That move jerked her back from oblivion. She finally got the strength to tear her hand away from him and leaped away from him, a second time around. With her breathing rasped, her lips numbed from Itachi’s kisses. Earth-shattering kisses. But she couldn’t let him muddy her thoughts. She decided to taunt him to get him to become serious about their fight.

“ Keep your hands to your self, butt head. Knock your self up if you like, but don’t include me in your dirty plans..”

It was a wrong thing to say. She realized it immediately. He started to approach toward her his expression menacing. She backed away until the wall stopped her.

He was so close that his broad shoulders blocked her view of the room. She didn’t dare meet his eyes and that leave her staring at the smooth corded muscles across his chest. His thin black shirt did little to shield his body from her gaze

Hard passion smoldered in his glittering red eyes.

His mouth came down swiftly on hers parting her lips in a deep, languorous kiss and she kissed him back. His hands began to boldly explore her body.

/ What is happening to me? /

Itachi gently eased Kagero to the ground settling himself on top of her. His tongue dove into her already parted lips and massaged her. Her hands entwined themselves into his hair, loosening the head protector he had on, and sending the dark strands cascading around his face. She pressed ever harder into the kiss. She needed to release the hunger gnawing inside of her. Kagero just wanted to lose herself in him--at least for the night.

He didn’t understand what was happening to him. He came here to finish her off, to end her. But the moment he looked straight into her eyes he lost all his inhibitions. Passion swept over Itachi, silencing all the questions and fears he had over their coupling.

Itachi nibbled her neck as her pulse throbbed against his cheeks. She both tasted and smelled sweet.

“ You smell sweet” Itachi murmured aloud.

A throaty laugh escaped from Kagero. “Cosmos. My perfume. I always loved cosmos.”

Her scent and taste was driving him mad. Fueling Itachi’s need to see her. All of her. With his mouth fastened on hers, he made fast work of her top. He removed her black clingy shirt off, as he untangled the knot keeping her cape in place. He smirked at the thought that they’d now used her cape as their blanket. His hands trailed downwards but found her short skirt to be extremely arousing, so he left it in place for the time being.

His mouth burned a hot trail down her throat to the pink tips of her full breast his tongue teasing, flicking and then circling. Suddenly his lips closed tightly around her nipple drawing hard and Kagero gasped with startled pleasure. Kagero clenched her eyes as Itachi’s hot mouth encircled one of her erect nipples. His tongue moved like liquid over the swollen mound and his teeth gently nipped at the surrounding flesh. Instantly his hands moved down her thighs, then up between them to cover the soft mound of hair and she gave a leap of instinctive shock. He ignored her, his questing fingers parting her and then intimately exploring her, sending melting tingling sensations racing along her raw nerve endings. She arched her back as Itachi’s fingers pressed harder against her moist core.

Itachi enjoyed what he was doing, but an ache inside him told him to speed things up, so he found himself moving even lower across the virgin body. Placing his hands on Kagero’s knees he forced her legs wide apart. Then he stroked along her inner thighs until the startled look dissolved from the young kunoichi’s eyes. Itachi’s hands moved closer and closer to the girl’s core, but each time Kagero was certain she was to be touched, Itachi would pull away to tease another region.

Kagero was in exhilarated agony! She tried to buck her hips in an attempt to get her partner to continue, but Itachi only smiled and proceeded with his torturous pace. Just when Kagero felt like she would explode from denied pleasure, soft lips covered her lower lips. The feeling was indescribable. Her body felt like it was soaring, reaching heights of pleasure she couldn’t accurately dream about because she had never actually experienced it.

He parted her folds and made a slow, tender pass with his tongue around them, before sliding his tongue inside her. He started to curl his tongue, making a continuous wave motion as he tasted her juices. Somewhat sour, but altogether delicious.

Itachi’s tongue flicked against a certain swollen nub, working it from different angles and rolling it around in tight circles. His fingers were pushing their way inside. First one, then two, and now three fingers pumped slowly in and out while his tongue only increased its assault.

She mewed helplessly, her hands shakily reaching out for him. Her fingers found his hair just as he did something with his tongue that made her nearly scream. His name poured off her lips like water, and nothing else mattered after that.

She definitely enjoyed what he was doing with her, that was for sure. Let me try something, he thought. His mouth moved up to her clit, but after licking it for a few seconds, he put his lips to it and started to hum very lightly, using the vibration of his lips to drive her completely insane.

She sat up straight, mouth open in a silent scream of passion, her hands pressing his face into her harder. She was shaking as she tried not to scalp her lover, crying his name, repeating it like a prayer mantra.

Itachi let loose after that, using every little trick he had ever heard about that he could do on the spot. He could feel her passion, rising higher and higher, until finally she curled over him, his name dissolving into a long, drawn-out moan. Her body was one large coiled spring, and something had just snapped. She convulsed, her hands tightening in his hair as she bit down on her cries. Eventually her body went slack, and she wrapped herself around Itachi, gasping and panting for breath as he placed her on top of him.
He raised his lips to hers and Kagero savored his kiss, tasting herself in the process. They broke the kiss and Kagero rested her head on Itachi’s chest hearing the heavy beating of his heart.

Kagero raised her eyes to gaze at her tormentor. His eyes darkened, but instead of speaking he caught her wrist and drew her hand to his chest. He had pressed her hand against his heart so that she could feel its violent pounding and know that he was as wildly aroused as she was. She gazed at him, and then, because she was suddenly filled with an urge to really look at him, she lowered her eyes to his broad muscled chest. His skin glowed like oiled bronze. He was, Kagero thought, incredibly beautiful. She started to move her fingers, then hesitated, and raised her questioning eyes to him.

Itachi saw her uncertainty. “ Yes,” he whispered hoarsely. Kagero slid her hands over the rigid muscles of his chest. He felt, she thought, like bunched satin, and she brushed a kiss near his arm, and then with more daring she kissed his nipple, touching her tongue to it, feeling his sharp intake of breath, the reflexive clenching of his hands on her back as she continued to slide her hands lower. Her tongue circled his nipples each in a motion that caused Itachi to flinch and Kagero let out a low laugh. She felt like a temptress, full of power over the man responding to her.

Itachi rolled her onto her back and covered her with his body as his mouth covered hers and his fingers continued to dance between her legs. He began to increase the deep thrust of his fingers to focus upon the tight bundle of nerves. When her hips started to move instinctively against his hand he eased himself between her legs, his rigid shaft poised at her entrance. Desperate to sheathe himself in her, he lifted her slim hips to receive him.

Suddenly, all her thoughts disappeared as his fingers was replaced by a silky, firm texture. Itachi had already shed his infamous black apparel while continuing to run his hands over the exposed body before him. Once again, Itachi’s eyes locked with Kagero’s for approval. Overcome by the moment she only had the strength to nod the affirmation.

He entered her slowly, savoring her. But his tentative care allowed for a steady built of pain as he pressed against the membrane that would not give. Kagero pushed against him a little, but he continued kissing her breasts and moving inside her. His lips worked their magic, and when he suddenly thrust deep inside her, the stab of pain was over before it began.

He filled her deeply, touching her in a way that brought surge after surge of renewed desire. Fire grew in her loins, and soon there was only the pleasure, increasing with every thrust. She felt his throbbing, and a tender feeling for this man consumed her. She held him to her as tightly as she could.

He began to quicken his deep thrusts, circling his hips, and the young temptress in his arms watched his movement, clasping his pulsing shaft in her tight warmth. Itachi thrust into her in short sharp movements, matching the spasms shaking her and pulling at him. The instant they subsided he tightened his arms around her and drove into her full length, pouring himself into her, startled when the groan he heard was his own.

When little of his strength returned he moved onto his back, taking her with him. Her hair spilled over his naked chest like rumpled satin waterfall. Afterward they lay entwined on, tangled in her cape. She sprawled half atop him with one leg thrown over his thigh. Cold air against her cooling skin tingled pleasantly. She breathes in his sweet musky scent. He lay on his back. His expression was remote, unreadable. His gaze troubled.

His distance saddened her. A few minutes ago they have been one. She saw regret in the thin set of his mouth. She wanted to break the silence between them. She needed to.

“What are you thinking about?”

He turned his head to look at her.

Subdued she asked, “Do you want me to be quiet.?”

He just stared at her. His bright red eyes blazing. But he uttered no word. His silence wore on her nerves.

“ What we did. I… We…. .It was nice.” She paused. “ Like you are “

Her voice sounded so pure. So trusting. Conscience ripped though him like a lightning bolt. He eased back, his jaw aching with tension.

/ Nice /

He wasn’t nice, he never had been nice and he had no intention or desire to be nice. Nice wasn’t in his job description.

/ Disappear her. /

A voice dark within him whispered. Everything was coming back to him. His persona returning. He mustn’t forget what he came here to do. What he was ordered to do. He slowly raised himself upon one elbow to face Kagero. Looming over her. He stared at her innocent face. He still has to kill her. He had to.

/ But do I want to?……./

Kagero read through his very mind. She knew this man even before she met him. She heard a great number of things about him. A killer. A silent killer who never fails to destroy whatever it is he had to. She closed her eyes. She smelled death, her own. But somehow she no longer cared. What had happened between them felt so divine, so blissful she was willingly going to give up her own life if he was the one going to take it.
It was his if he wanted to. And with her sinking heart she knew he did.

He didn’t need her. Itachi had always led a life of his own. Bonding himself to another would be a hindrance to him. He doesn’t want that. He didn’t want to need anyone. He didn’t need to be weak.

“ Do what you have to do if you must. “ Kagero re-opened her eyes to stare at her lover. “ But I have one thing to ask of you.”

Itachi listened to her aching and hoarse voice as he place his hand, palm down over her chest, his eyes unmoving from hers. Kagero felt the build up of heavy and burning chakra in his hand. Silent tears welled up, some escaping as she squeezed her eyes shut. “Please, please,. remember me..”

He didn’t want to delay the inevitable any longer. In a swift movement Itachi rammed his hand into her. Kagero coughed up blood as the intense amount of chakra flooded her, cutting off her life support.

Kagero’s eyes glazed over. Itachi roamed his eyes over her face and then lowered his mouth to hers for one last time. Blood trickled from her lips and smudged on his jaw.

Itachi stared at her. His expression remained impassive, a cold-blooded killer unaffected by death. Not even by someone who gave him something he never had before.
He stood up and gathered his bearings. He picked up his head protector and fastened it to his forehead. Itachi then picked up his robe and drape it across him. The symbol of his unfeeling profession.

He had chance to turn his life around. He knew it. He knew he had the ability to change.. But he never will. He can never will.

Moonlight bathe the inner walls of the edifice. Pale white beams shed shadows around him. He took a glance as the same moon beams illuminated the beautiful Kagero lying there, covered in her cape. Then he turned and walked out of the building without a backward glance.

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AUTHOR’S NOTE: That was my first time writing a hentai story. Good thing I was gentle. *insert canned laughter here* Yeah, hope you liked it. I’ll be waiting for all your violent reactions in the reviews page. Then again you can’t please everybody, now can you? =p


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