Love Letters from the Hokage

The council of Konohagakure was well known to be filled with a bunch of old geezers who had nothing better to do than sit around and watch over everything and look for a reason to bitch about something. Well, in Naruto’s opinion anyways. But, no one would have ever expected them to fall into a drunken stupor, even if it was just one time. Just one night of a seemingly endless supply of alcohol and Konoha woke up with their sixth Hokage.

When the village woke up it felt like just another day. Team 7 had arrived early at the training grounds. Sasuke had been drug back to Konoha shortly after Naruto and company had found him with Orochimaru. They had somehow, no one was quite clear on the details (even those personally involved) convinced the council to let Sasuke return to the village as though nothing had happened. So there he was, with Naruto, Sakura and Sai waiting on the ever late jounin to show up. Naruto had spouted off some random challenge in hopes of testing his new form of Rasengan on Sasuke. The older teen had been too clever and had managed to avoid it and piss the blonde off all in a single sentence.

“Yo,” Kakashi said as he appeared in front of the team.

“What’s wrong, sensei? You sound sort of… upset,” Sakura observed.

“A new Hokage was named last night.”

Naruto froze at the words. Kakashi did not sound too pleased at all. That could only mean two things, either they had forced the position on him without telling him, or it was someone he did not think qualified for it.

“Who is that?” Sai asked politely.

“Uchiha Itachi.”

^_____^

The door to the Hokage’s tower was broken open by two very pissed genins. Itachi was organizing some papers and looked up very calmly. Naruto’s jaw was practically on the ground at the strange sight of the elder Uchiha in Hokage’s robes. Sasuke was pointing and stuttering wildly.

“You! How?! And…. You!! Itachi!”

“Yes, otouto, that’s my name. So good to see you haven’t forgotten your older brother.”

Sasuke continued to stutter incoherently while waving his finger around. His face was red and he was straining against Sakura and Sai to attack the traitor. Even if the council had gone insane and appointed the Uchiha that had killed the rest of the clan, there would be no way the younger one would be spared if he attacked the newest addition to the Kage ranks. Naruto was the first to form an intelligent sentence.

“How did you become Hokage?”

Everyone fell quiet. Naruto looked so broken. Itachi was supposed to be a traitor. How could someone like him beat Naruto for the position he had worked so hard for? He would have understood if Kakashi had been chosen, the man was incredible. But never in his wildest dreams would he have foreseen Uchiha Itachi becoming Hokage.

“It’s simple really. I got the council drunk.”

Naruto’s eyes flashed red for a moment while everyone else copied the blonde’s first reaction and their jaws fell at the confession. Naruto punched the wall next to him and cracked it.

“Why?” he whispered darkly.

“N-Naruto?” Sakura asked tentatively, collecting herself upon hearing the sheet rock crack.

“Why didn’t I think of that?!” He yelled.

Itachi chuckled.

“Really, Naruto-kun, you can be so cute sometimes.”

A collective silence passed around the inhabitants of the room. It was broken only by the shuffle of papers as Itachi pulled a few off the large pile and began to read over them. Naruto’s face flushed and his voice cracked.

“Wha?! C-Cute?!”

“Aniki! You’ll pay for that!” Sasuke roared, pulling harder to get free.

“Do you have some claim on the boy where I should not be saying such things?”

“N-no! Why would I go after that dobe?!”

“Then please refrain from yelling in my office. I really have a lot to catch up on and I’ve already agreed to let Tsunade-hime take a vacation.”

“Uchiha, we’ll be watching carefully. Don’t think you can just waltz in here and take over Konoha. We won’t go down without a fight,” Kakashi reminded him sternly.

“ So you told me earlier, Kakashi-san.”

The jounin pulled on the collar of Naruto’s jacket and began to drag him from the room. All eyes were on Itachi as the genins were extracted from the Hokage’s office.

“There will be time to gawk at him later. The council still has to properly introduced the sixth Hokage to the village.”

“Won’t that be fun,” Sai smiled.

“Tons,” Sakura groaned.

The other two boys remained silent. Naruto’s blush had not left his face. Cute, huh? Why was it that his heart was racing joyfully at the word? He had spent the better part of the last three or so years fearing the man. There was no denying that Itachi was sexy as all fuck. He might have been the most gorgeous creature to ever cross the boy’s path. But he was supposed to be the enemy. He had been with Akatsuki, trying to capture him. Naruto stopped dead in his tracks as the group walked past him. Maybe this was another part of some plan to capture the Kyuubi! Naruto spun on his heel and started to run back up the tower and be rid of Itachi.

“No, Naruto. I know what you’re thinking. Don’t act brashly,” Kakashi’s hand fell on his upper arm and prevented him from going forward. “If Itachi is indeed here to capture you, we will have to stay one step ahead. In any case, he has made it quite difficult for any of us to harm him.”

“D-damnit! What am I supposed to do then?!”

Sasuke looked over his shoulder. He had sobered up once he was away from his brother.

“Spar with me, usurakontachi. We’ll get stronger than him.”

Naruto’s eyes lit up and he nodded. He turned back around and raced off for the training grounds. He would have to learn to better control his perfected Rasengan without sustaining as much damage to himself. The others followed him at a slower pace, but their spirits had been lifted by Naruto’s enthusiasm.

^____^

It was nearly time for the announcement to the village of who their new Hokage was. All the jounins and chuunins had been informed of the newly appointed head of the village, but had been forbidden from telling the villagers. They were going to have to be present for the small ceremony if they too wanted to know why the council would appoint one Uchiha Itachi as Hokage. Itachi picked up the hat he was to wear and headed out of the office to meet the council on the balcony over looking the village. He thought he looked quite ridiculous in the get up, though it was far from the truth. The man made anything look good.

Itachi placed the hat carefully on his head and ascended the stairs. One member was already introducing the new “Rokudaime” to the people. The other council members gave Itachi encouraging looks as they shooed him forward. He heard the collective gasp spread through the crowd as he walked into view.

“Uchiha Itachi is, from this day forward, Konohagakure’s Rokudaime.”

Itachi bowed respectfully to the people he had henceforth vowed to protect with his life. He could feel the angry auras. He could all but hear the angry words he knew to be muttered through the crowd. The council member threw his hand up to silence them. When the people did not obey, he frowned.

“Quiet!” His voice echoed.

Silence erupted all at once. The old man had a powerful voice when he needed results quick.

“Itachi was sent on a mission years ago. Uchiha clan had planned an uprising against Konoha. Itachi was the only one to remain loyal to the village throughout it all. When we asked him to take on the responsibility of eradicating Uchiha to protect the village, he did not hesitate. He only asked that we protect Sasuke from any potential harm that would befall him. He was asked to defect for the sake of Konoha. This man is not a traitor by any means. He is more loyal to Konoha than any shinobi I have ever seen. He is more qualified to bear the title of Hokage than anyone.”

“And he has a sexy ass, too!” Someone yelled into the silence.

The council members fell to the ground in shock. Itachi’s knees buckled slightly but he caught himself. A lesser man would have passed out at having someone make such a comment when they were trying to get an entire village to accept him.

“Genma, shut up,” Kakashi demanded loudly.

“What? He does!”

“One does not need to have a nice ass to qualify for Hokage.”

“But it doesn’t hurt.”

There was a loud groan and Itachi could only assume the copy nin had hit the other jounin to quiet him. The silence resumed only for a moment.

“Oh my God! He does!” a familiar voice rang out.

“NARUTO!”

“What?” The blonde’s voice wilted. “Can’t I agree?”

Itachi stifled a laugh. The boy was enough to brighten anyone’s day. Itachi stood up straight and looked out to the crowd. He had much more courage to say his next words after hearing the light hearted banter, even if it was at the expense of his backside.

“I do not accept this position lightly. I have forever been loyal to Konoha and its citizens. I would gladly give my life for its peace. If Konoha does not want me as Hokage, then I will gladly step down and decline.”

Shocked silence resumed. No amount of jokes could have distracted from such a serious declaration. The council had recollected themselves and were looking amongst each other slightly worried. If Konoha did not want him, he would stay true to his word. Itachi stood proud before those that would decide his fate. He trusted Konoha to make the right decision.

“And if we give you a chance now but find we don’t want you as Hokage?” Someone called out.

“Then at that time I would find a successor and step down quietly,” Itachi smiled.

“Itachi was made Hokage for a reason,” Anko said loudly. “Leave it at that.”

The crowd broke out into their own debates. More and more, the consensus sounded like they would accept the young man. They trusted their council, and if their council trusted him, then they would too. And if he stayed true to his word to step down, they could always stop him if that time came.

“So what’s first, Hokage-sama?” One member of the council asked.

“First, I have a letter I must write.”

^____^

Night had fallen hours before Naruto made it home. He was covered in a glistening sheen of sweat when he entered his small apartment. He had stayed later than the others after their mission and worked more on his control over the Rasengan. He was exhausted, to say the least. He was pulling his bright orange jacket off the moment he got through the door. He tossed the dirty garment on the table he was supposed to use to eat on, but it had ended up being a table for all the random stuff he brought home. The jacket landed on a scroll the blue eyes had failed to take in. He pulled his shirt off and tossed it over the jacket. He told himself he would wash both later.

Naruto headed into the kitchen from there to put a pot of water on the stove. While it heated to a boil, he was fishing in his pantry for a cup of ramen. He had plenty to chose from, it was only a matter of what flavor he wanted. He finally decided on shrimp and brought it out to sit on the counter. When the water was boiling he poured it into the cup and set his chopsticks on the paper lid. Naruto leaned on the counter opposite the cup, watching it intensely. He always hoped that if he watched it carefully enough it would cook faster. It never actually did. When the impossibly long three minutes were up, Naruto grabbed the chopsticks and pulled them apart.

“Itadakimasu!” He said to no one in particular.

He was shoving the ramen in his mouth as he walked to the table. He pushed the clothing off the table and onto the floor, having decided to use it for the purpose it had been built and paid for. The odd sound the pile made when the scroll hit the wood floors had the boy pausing with noodles hanging out of his mouth. He placed the cup down and swallowed his ramen before bending over and moving the clothes around to find the foreign thing the sound had belonged to. He found the scroll and opened it as he ate. He started reading.

“Gah!” He screamed, choking on his noodles.

His face turned every shade of red before paling. He leaped to his feet once he finished reading and shot out the door. His ramen and clothes lay forgotten. Naruto sped through Konoha at such a speed that any onlookers would have only seen a blur of colors. He was bursting through the door to Itachi’s office in record time, hardly even winded.

“Ah, Naruto-kun. What brings you here?” Itachi arched an eyebrow smoothly.

“This! What is this?!” the blonde demanded, waving the scroll.

“Oh. That is a love letter.”

“This isn’t a love letter! This is porn! This is what Kakashi-sensei buys every pay day!”

“Well, I would hope you wouldn’t sell it to your teacher. Those are my true feelings, Naruto-kun.”

“Y-you want to…. And, and…. I need to sit down.”

Naruto fell against the door, shutting it in the process and sliding down into a sitting position. His head was spinning from the conversation. The contents of this “love letter” where a bit too graphic for his taste. He would never let Itachi do such vile, and quite arousing, things to his person. He did not think so, at least. Itachi stood up looking worried.

“Are you going to be okay?” he asked politely.

“Y-yeah. I just need a minute,” Naruto mumbled.

He looked down and realized his shirtless position. He then looked up to see Itachi hovering above him. He blushed again and tried to scoot back.

“Get away!”

“Naruto-kun, if you aren’t feeling well you can stay here. My bed is plenty big enough for the two of us.”

Naruto’s head spun violently. He reached out and grabbed the robes Itachi wore, trying to pull himself to his feet for an escape. The robes slipped down to reveal an uncovered pale chest. Naruto swallowed hard. Itachi’s muscles were showing as he was bared to the waist before the boy found enough sense to release the clothes.

“I did not realize you would take to me so quickly, Naruto-kun. Of course, for you I would give you my body to use in any way you so desire."

“No!”

Naruto scrambled to the side of the Uchiha and got to his feet. In searching for an alternate way out, he opted for the window Kakashi had always used to report to Tsunade, as it was currently unguarded by the new incredibly sexy and topless Hokage. Naruto threw open the window and jumped out without a second glance back. Itachi chuckled. The blonde had retained a death grip on his letter. Naruto fled down the streets and back into the protection of the night. He was not heading anywhere specifically. He knew he could not go home. The stalker, for that is what Itachi had to be to have only been Hokage for a day and already known where the boy lived, had scared him out of going home. He would find another of the man’s so called love letters, he was sure of it.

Naruto found himself pounding on Sasuke’s door instead. A disgruntled raven haired teen answered the door clad only in sleep shorts. He glared with activated Sharingan.

“What-”

“Let me in! Please! It’s your brother,” Naruto whined.

Sasuke opened his door and stepped back without hesitation at the words. Naruto pushed himself inside and fell on his hands and knees, letting his exhaustion take over finally. He handed the letter up weakly. Sasuke took the scroll and opened it while Naruto pulled himself onto his knees so he could lock the door. He crawled over to the couch and curled up on it. Sasuke dropped the scroll halfway through and ran to the bathroom. Naruto heard the retching sounds. He could not blame his friend. He would leave out that it had inexplicably aroused him. When Sasuke resurfaced, he sat down next to Naruto.

“Hero or not, I’ll not let him do something so sick,” he growled.

“I can take care of myself, teme. I just needed a place to sleep until I can get Kakashi to erect barriers to keep that stalker away from my house. Oh gods! My ramen! I left it alone and defenseless!!” Naruto yelled out, sitting up.

“I’ll get you more. It’s probably tainted now.”

“Yeah, probably.”

Naruto laid back down and Sasuke brought him a blanket. Naruto teased him about being so kind and considerate. The Uchiha threatened to throw him back to his brother if he did not shut up and sleep.

^___^

“Enough is enough, Itachi!” Kakashi cried out.

The Hokage had been sending people all day to the training grounds with small presents for the blonde under the silver haired man’s care. Naruto had been able to ignore the first few, but when two ninjas arrived carrying a giant heart covered in lace and glitter all hell had broken loose. Sasuke had blanched at the sickening sight. Naruto’s eyes widened when they focused on the words “To Naruto: I give you my heart, as you own every inch of it. Love, Itachi.” The display had caused a distraction in the boys' sparring to the point that Sasuke’s blade cut too high and too deep, and Naruto failed to avoid the attack. The blonde ended up in the hospital with Sakura lecturing Sasuke on how undisciplined it was to take his eyes off a fight, even if it was meant for training.

“I am merely showing my affection for the boy. It’s about time he knew that I renounced Akatsuki and came back to be near him.”

“I think he gets it. He’s in the hospital being treated by Sakura.”

Kakashi didn’t get any farther than hospital before the Rokudaime disappeared in a puff of smoke. Now he knew what it felt like when he left in the middle of someone’s sentence. He sighed and followed suit, reappearing next to a seething Sasuke. Itachi had already captured Naruto’s hand as he lay in the hospital bed with Sakura helping the Kyuubi’s chakra heal him faster,

“Are you alright, Naruto-kun?”

“Wah~ Kakashi-sensei! Get it off!”

“Now now, is that any way to talk to our Hokage?”

“I agree with the dobe. Get it off him.”

“All of you shut up! This is a VERY delicate procedure!”

The men followed orders very well. Sakura focused her chakras and had Naruto healed in a matter of minutes. He had been strapped down because he was thrashing around too much claiming he did not need any help. Itachi had taken full advantage and held onto his hand the whole time. The blonde was untied as soon as the wound close completely and he shook the larger pale hands off him. He hid behind his teacher and peered around the man’s back to watch Itachi.

“Did you receive my gifts, Naruto-kun?” Itachi smiled.

“Y-yes,” he squeaked.

The smile had caught him off guard. He marveled at the beauty in that smile. He felt a tug on his heart and he started to come out of hiding. Sasuke grabbed his arm to hold him in place.

“Leave him alone,” the younger brother hissed.

“If I remember correctly, otouto, you have no claim over him,” Itachi glared.

“He’s my teammate. You will not lay a sick hand on him!”

“Sounds to me like you are in love with Naruto-kun as well.”

"Hn. If I were to like anyone it would hardly be an idiot like him.”

“You would do well not to insult him like that.”

“I-It’s okay, Itachi. We do that all the time. He’s just a teme like that.”

“It’s not okay, Naruto-kun.”

“Can you boys STOP?!”

They fell silent again. If looks could kill, Sakura would have struck the three down on the spot. Sai was chuckling quietly from a distance. He had been enjoying the show ever since the teddy bear had arrived with the first leaf shinobi. Itachi sighed heavily.

“I must return to this paper work Tsunade-hime left me. I will have to come visit you later, Naruto-kun. Try not to go too easy on little Sasuke.”

“If he ever hopes to win, he’ll have to do a lot better than he has been,” Sasuke growled, crossing his arms over his chest angrily.

Itachi blew a kiss to Naruto and disappeared. The blonde proved to be the lesser man. He fell backwards unconscious at the display. Sai fell onto the wall next to him laughing and clutching his sides as he gasped for air. Kakashi sighed and shook his head in disbelief. He pulled out the latest copy of Icha Icha Paradise and picked up where he last left off. Sakura rushed to his side and directed Sasuke in helping her get him back onto the bed. Sasuke was muttering vows of death upon his brother. No self respecting ninja did such disgusting things as showing public affection. Naruto had been right to pass out in the older teen’s opinion. He himself would have taken a more physical approach and attacked, Hokage or not.

Kakashi stepped out of the way while Sakura checked Naruto’s vitals and yelled at Sasuke not to go off on his own to find Itachi. He could take it up with his aniki later. If they did not wake Naruto up soon, they would waste their day at the training grounds. And Sai was still laughing.

^___^

Naruto was released within hours. He had Sasuke double check that Itachi was nowhere to be seen before he chanced going home. He had declined the offer to stay at the Uchiha manor another night. Naruto promised to go right over if anything strange happened before leaving the hospital. Sai was following the blonde closely as he headed home. Naruto had only just noticed when he was only one block from his apartment.

“Don’t you live on the other side of Konoha?” The blonde shinobi demanded.

“Yes, I do. But Itachi might be waiting for you,” Sai explained with a genuine smile.

Naruto paled and forced himself to look straight ahead. He had been so sure he would be okay when no one had seen the man since he left hours earlier with the claim of having paper work to do. He had not wanted to consider Itachi waiting for him. The other members of Team 7 had been content to let him ignore the possibility. Naruto stopped walking and turned around sharply.

“Where are you going?”

“To Sasuke’s! I’m not going home for some stalker to come after me! He’s Hokage even… he’d have no problem breaking in, I bet.”

Sai chuckled and jogged to catch up to his teammate. The boy’s face was tinted pink. He looked nervous and determined as he headed towards the Uchiha district by the quickest means possible. It was a wonder he did not realize that by always running to Sasuke, he was pushing Itachi to move faster in his quest to possess the blonde. Naruto simply headed for the one person he thought could handle Itachi the best should their Hokage try to force himself on him. He seemed to have completely forgotten about his sensei. Sai kept laughing to himself as he followed.

“Sai, why are you still following me?!”

“I don’t know when Itachi is going to strike next, and I want to be there to laugh about it,” the raven haired boy answered truthfully. “I’ve never felt so much emotion!”

Naruto growled low in his throat. Sai was too happy about it all. It made the teen wonder who else was getting a good laugh out of his discomfort.

“Glad you find it so amusing.”

“I do.”

They arrived at the Uchiha place with Naruto even more pissed than before and Sai ready to run off lest he be attacked. Sasuke opened the door with the questioning look on his face.

“Itachi might be waiting for me at home and Kakashi-sensei was too busy to help with the jutsus. Let me stay one more night please~.”

“Fine.”

The Hokage had indeed been watching his prey. When he had seen the object of his desire change directions only one block away from his own home, he had made a final decision. Sasuke was interfering too much for his tastes. His younger brother would only get a few more chances to back off before he took serious measures to separate the two. Itachi’s musings were interrupted by a messenger bird. A letter requesting Tsunade’s approval on the upcoming chuunin exams signed by Gaara. The current Hokage would file it away to bring to the Godaime’s attention when she returned. He was not going to attend such a gathering. Those exams were boring even when he was the one taking it. He felt a twinge of pain in his chest for his beloved. The boy had been absent for training for many years, plus the years it took to get his idiotic brother back. He had missed many chuunin exams he could have aced.

The letter was more of a distraction than he had planned on it being. Should Tsunade skip out on this duty, it became his job. And Itachi had every intention of avoiding the exams until he was forced to reside over them himself. Sighing heavily, he fell back into the large chair the Hokage’s desk sported. The robes he wore were a little too big for his scrawny frame. The shoulders kept slipping down. Being as late as it was, he let the shoulder of the robe slip off his arm. He stared at the remaining papers. He had reduced the pile by three quarters in just one day. He truly wondered what kind of Hokage just let it all pile up to the point where it was unmanageable. He took a deep breath and picked up the next paper. If he finished, he could devote his time to harassing… no, wooing Naruto.

^___^

Kakashi had been woken rather rudely. This had been the reason he never let people find out where he lived. Someone, and he would bet his Icha Icha collection that he knew who, was throwing rocks at his window. One had broken the glass and hit him on the head.

“Sorry, Kakashi-sensei!” The loud boy yelled up.

Kakashi drug himself out of bed and looked out the broken window. Naruto was grinning and rubbing his neck.

“What do you want? You’re paying for that,” Kakashi advised him.

“Am not! It wouldn’t have happened if you had woken up! Anyways, I need your help.”

“No.”

“But senseeeei~….”

“Pay for the window.”

“Fine! Now, please!”

Kakashi sighed heavily. He waved at the boy and moved to dress. He had only to pull on a shirt and his vest, as he had fallen asleep in his pants and never took his mask off, just in case mornings like this one ever existed. He was outside waiting for the explanation of why he was awake so early within five minutes of the rock landing on his forehead.

“I need you to help me put up barriers around my apartment. Did you know the new Hokage is a stalker,” Naruto whispered loudly.

“I’m sure he’s not,” the jounin rolled his eyes.

“He is! I found…,” Naruto trailed off, digging around for the scroll. “This! I found this at my apartment the other night.”

“And what is ‘this’ exactly?”

“He says it’s a love letter. It’s more like porn if you ask me.”

Kakashi’s eyebrow arched. Porn was one of his favorite words. He was itching to get the scroll from the boy and see what he was talking about.

“Then why are you carrying it around?”

“It’s embarrassing! My name is all over it, if someone found it, I’d never live it down!”

“And this letter is reason enough for me to waste my precious chakra to erect a barrier for you?”

“Yes! Please, Kakashi-sensei! You’re the only one who can help me keep him out.”

“You know, Itachi could act as Hokage on this and have you held in contempt for such actions. He could say you are hiding things, suggest you are a traitor. They would either come down or you would be treated as such.”

Naruto’s eyes widened. Of course, he had not thought of that. He could not be thought of as a traitor. He was going to be Hokage one day. He kicked at the dirt and pouted.

“Alright. Well, thanks sensei. I’ll just go talk to Sasuke then. Maybe he’ll let me move in with him….”

Kakashi shook his head as he watched the defeated blonde walk away. He was going right back to bed. It was their day off, and he fully intended on sleeping the day away. Naruto, however, had gone off to wake Sasuke up. He had snuck out of the Uchiha manor, a feat that was not hard since he had been on the couch. He was bursting loudly through the door only an hour after having left it.

“Teme! Wake up!” He yelled.

He heard something akin to a crash and the raven appeared with a more disheveled appearance than usual moment later. He was glaring daggers at his temporary roommate.

“What?” He snapped.

“Let me live with you.”

“No.”

“Why not?!”

Those two words rang out through Sasuke’s head. He ignored the blonde and started his usual routine. He made himself breakfast and got dressed. Naruto followed him like a lost puppy, asking him “why not” over and over again. Sasuke tuned it out until he was ready to leave the house. At that point, he spun on his heel and stared Naruto down.

“Why should I?” he demanded.

“A-ano… we’re friends? Yeah! And it’s your sick brother that’s trying to hit on me!”

“What happened to your barriers?”

“They won’t work. Look, it’s just until Itachi backs off.”

Sasuke sighed. He knew his brother. The man would not stop until he had what he wanted.

^____^

To my dearest one,

As I write these words I tremble, like a jittery genin on his first mission like in the days of old with my first team. Though I did not experience first hand the emotion myself, I carefully examined the other two young children and analyzed how such fear affected them, so I'm quite certain that analogy is in proper context. I couldn't express, emphasize, or vocalize this to you well enough. The proper way of conveying my feelings about you, to you, eludes me in a way that I'm not even certain where to start. So, in a primitive manner I foolishly hope to, at least in some insufficient meager part, try to explain to you how you make me feel.

In my dreams of late I've had a repetitive vision, one of which is like stealing a glance through heaven's gate, yet torturously cruel the likes only hell could conjure. In this this dream I've held you. With my two unworthy hands I've touched you, over your cheek, across your lips, down your neck. Explored the planes of your body, defiling every inch of your pure virginal flesh. Yet always and again, instead of pushing me away, repulsed by my tainted blood stained hands, you've moaned for me. I watch as your sapphire eyes deepen to a midnight blue as the skin of your face flushes to a pale rose that blooms all over your skin. You arch and press against me, pleas falling from your sweet plump crimson red lips begging I don't stop, that you want me, feel as I do.
I die every time.

It's like nothing I've ever felt before, or could hope to feel as I slid inside you. My angel, my redemption. When I become one with you, feel your life pulsating and beating around my sex, there is no greater feeling than this. I forget who I am, what I am. With you I can be anything, I feel everything, life has just begun. I'm reborn. When it is over and we are spent I cannot bare to let you go, and you do not ask for me to release you. We lay the night in one another's arms and, for once in my short yet forever long life, I've felt what bliss is. True undeniable, wonderful joy all because of you.

I am but a humble simple man who does not believe I deserve your love, to be in your presence, to even breath in the air that you do, but in all this irrational emotion that overfills me to the point I sometimes have to stop and pause just so I can breath again, I can not restrain myself and stay away. I can not imagine the thought of trying. So I ask you, beg, plead that you just give this dishonorable, despicable, ridiculous man a chance to say in actions, words and spiritually to you just how much I love you in the desperate need to one day hope for a chance for you to feel just a fraction of the same to me as I do to you.
I complete this letter now and say to you that I love you one last time, every time.

See you in my dreams
~ Uchiha Itachi

A/N: This is meant to be a crack fic, of course. I can't even remember where this idea came from, but Momma Cat made me run with it and this is what came out. Although, she wrote the letter. I love her much more than words can express if for no other reason than that letter X3 Anyways, thoughts, comments, ideas... anything is welcomed. I'm just having as much fun with this as possible, if there is something you'd like to see I'll take it into consideration and see what I can do. No promises though, I have a rough idea of where its all going eventually. ^^; Hope everyone enjoyed!